"I Head Canon -character's Name- To Be A Ped0/gr00mer !!!"

Woaahhh first post :0

I literally have no idea how to do this, so enjoy some random ahh Nikolai sketch i did like a couple days ago. (i feel like i should introduce myself, but i have no idea how to work Tumblr vro, pls send help 🙏)

ahfiajgie real 😔😔😔 school is gna make me combust atp

I’m so tired skjsksjskskjsj

School is so mentally draining, I’m probably going to go insaneeedmxjsjsjsjsm

JUST INCASE @crumbledtoast, @koku-stars AND @fukuzaineb DONT KNOW, YALL ARE MARRIED TO ME !!!!!!

(they drew my oc's, drawing them = marriage)

The state I've been in these past couple days🤤🙏

Dawg I've been crashing out and lashing out at some moots (idk how to apologise, and idk if I really want to :P but my bad I suppose)

AHHH I've re-written the first chapter of my story

You can read it or not (I get rlly awkward when people read my personal work anyway, so if you don't, I really don't mind 😅)

Under cut XP

Also, I might add more, but idk this is all I have energy for :3

Tw: very brief mention of suicide.

Word count: 1090

Keyto stood beside his father, absentmindedly holding onto his arm, whacking it back and forth lightly. It amused him greatly; despite the situation he had once again found himself in.

He was back in the mental hospital after his father, Mike had caught him trying to drown again, Keyto hadn’t necessarily been trying to hide it too much though. The mental hospital felt like his home, his place where most disliked him, but feared him too much to not speak to him. Out there he was judged and not seen, he felt like a coward, a completely different person to the eccentric energy he bought to the hospital.

With his headphones on he could faintly hear Mike and a receptionist (one that was not his favourite) talking. This was a familiar routine at this point, his therapist, Ruiya would most likely be coming right now to pick him up and get him all settled in. His bag would have to be searched, but Keyto didn’t mind, he had clothes, writing equipment and stuffed toys…as well as blades, knifes and ropes. Keyto knew they’d get taken away, but he always got a small kick at watching the concerned face of staff as they carefully extracted all his dangerous equipment.

He stood there with Mike, continuing to play with his arm, resisting the urge to bite it, it was just so biteable! But then he heard the sound of the door opening. Keyto glanced over, a sobbing woman, and rather indifferent looking child walked in. A second receptionist popped her head out and gestured for them over. Mike moved to the side more, as he was still filling out the files for Keyto’s stay. This bonked Keyto a bit, causing a squeaked of shock and offence to come from him. He clung onto Mikes arms tighter, stumbling back a bit and he huffed, glaring up at Mike. Mike didn’t see, he simply bought up the hand that Keyto was clinging to, and he pet Keyto’s head softly.

Keyto kept his firm grip on Mikes arm as he peaked over Mike to catch a glimpse at the other kid.

He looked quite tall, definately taller than Keyto (although Keyto wasn’t sure if that was a feat of any sorts, he was only 5ft 3), his face set in a scowl, fluffy brown hair falling all over the place, a large swoop of it covering half of his face. There were freckles all over his neck and the sides of his face, they seemed to be covering pretty much anywhere but his direct face.

Keyto went back to playing with Mikes arm :3

The seats in the waiting room were quite uncomfortable but Keyto didn’t complain, he curled up next to Mike and stared at the other kid, who was still getting signed in.

“You’ll be alright Keyto ?”

Keyto faintly heard Mike say that, and he forced his eyes away from who he was staring at.

“Of course I will ! When have I not been !” He said, ending with a small giggle.

He saw the concern clear on Mike’s face, but he was unsure how to respond to it, or comfort, let alone care that Mike was concerned about his wellbeing.

It was a while before the therapist that usually took care of him, Ruiya came through the doors. Keyto hadn’t noticed he was still staring at the kid, that had repeatedly given Keyto filthy looks, disturbed that some random kid was watching him.

Ruiya received Keyto’s files once again with a soft smile to the receptionist, flicking through it. This was the shortest time period that Keyto had been out. Usually, he was back within a month, this time it was merely a week. But small setbacks in Keyto’s recovery were nothing but small bumps in the long road.

Keyto chirped up as he saw Ruiya, bouncing up on the seat, his fingers scrunching up into the sleeves of his hoodie as he waved. Ruiya offered a weary wave back, tensing up and bracing impact as he saw Keyto jump up and bolt towards him, crushing him in a tight hug. He was honestly just like a puppy.

“Ah, good morning Keyto, I see your back.” Ruiya observed softly, his voice aiming to be as low and soothing as to not set Keyto off into getting even more excited than he already was. It was early in the morning, 5am to be exact, so everybody was still asleep.

“I am !!!” Keyto squeaked back, his whole body squished to Ruiya, he didn’t want to let go for a while.

Ruiya didn’t make any move to extract him, his brown eyes did take another take at the other patient there in the waiting room. The, supposed, mother was sobbing next to her, supposed, son, who was occasionally glancing over at her, not saying anything. It was not as odd of a sight in here, but it was a sight that made Ruiya feel saddened.

“Ruiya.” Mike said, standing up from his seat and walking over. He nodded at the other, not caring that Keyto was clinging to him, the man was nice, and he had any pleasant chats in and out of the hospital with Ruiya.

“Mike.” Ruiya said with a soft nod.

Keyto once again fazed out of the conversation, occasionally stomping his feet on the ground, or grasping onto Ruiya’s back tighter as the two men spoke above him. He was once again resisted the urge to bite and scratch at Ruiya’s back and arms.

“Alrighty, time to head in, say goodbye to Mike and grab your bag kiddo.” Ruiya encouraged softly, grabbing Keytos shoulders every so slightly and pulling him out from the hug.

“Okieee !” Keyto swung around and waved to Mike, giving him a soft hug, feeling the reciprocation.

“Stay safe ok ? I’ll come back to visit in two days, focus on healing.” Mike muttered to him, giving a kiss to his head before letting Keyto go off. Snatching up his bag and following after Ruiya.

“BYEE MIKEE !!!” Keyto called as he left, disappearing into the facility.

Mike watched as his adoptee was swallowed by the doors of the mental hospital. His smile saddened, and he took a few moments of staring at the ground to let himself calm down. Once he had his mind back together, he straightened up, fixing the glasses more firmly on his face before making his way out, back towards the car to his always seemingly alone and quiet apartment.

OKIIEEE IF YOU HAVE ANY FEEDBACK I WOULDNT MIND ANY !!

I'm mainly looking for feedback as in did I get all the English correct, did I repeat anything, do I use the same word or phrase too often, and is it interesting to read. I'm not sure if this will be all there is for the first chapter, I might add more about Levi (the other kid who comes in)

How i feel after finally going back onto my Oda rp blog after forgetting about it for months (i finally did an intro post, and im probably never going to go onto it again :3)

HERE IT IS !!! THE PROMISED CHUUYA WRITING !!! (not sure if this is considered fluff but erm, oh well)

Chuuya x gn! reader (partner relationship)

Genre: Fluff (i tried to make it more like that, but it could be taken as comfort as well)

Synopsis: Cuddleessss >.<

Word count: 518

Fine for all to read !!!

“Your hair is so soft Chuuya” You chirp happily, you hear Chuuya huff, flustered as he buries his face more into your thigh. You were playing with his silky hair, it was the fluffiest thing ever, and just long enough that you could braid his hair or put it in cute pig tails ! Chuuya had not been thrilled by the idea of having to lie on your lap while he had his hair played with, but it had been a long day at the mafia, it would be nice for him to take a breather for once and just indulge in some gentle care.

As you played with the cottony strands as orange as a sunset, you felt Chuuya’s hand creep up your soft, pillowy thighs. They were so delicate under his calloused fingers; he couldn’t help but let his face nuzzle in.

You were a still flower in his hell storm of his life, the mafia never giving him time for a break, never showing him care, but here with you it was heaven, he felt he was on a cloud, he couldn’t help but love the way you treated him and how it made him feel.

“Chuuya ? are you ok ?” You ask.

Chuuya blunk a couple times, slowly looking up at you, his grip on your thigh was a lot tighter as he had drifted away a bit. He blushed furiously again and instantly let go.

“Im fine.” He muttered, looking away once more to the wall, before he suddenly jolted up, causing a squeak of surprise to come from you. It immediately got cut off as Chuuya practically jumped at you, suddenly wrapping his arms around you and pulled you down, until the two of you fell back onto the bed in a mess of limbs.

Chuuya wasted no time holding you tightly against his body, resting his chin atop your head, fingers digging slightly into your side as he melted against you.

A soft chuckle escaped you as you pat his arm which was wrapped around your shoulders, it felt strong and lean under your hand, which was comforting to you in your own sense.

“Someone’s clingier than usual ~” You couldn’t help but tease him, just a bit, he always got so cute, all riled up and flustered, and no matter what Chuuya would always deny everything.

“Im not !” Chuuya said predictably, tightening his grip to crushing as he buried his face back in your hair.

“Your just warm, and I'm cold.”

“Suree” You coo, but let yourself snuggle into him a bit, your face snuggled into his neck. He was a cuddly dog at heart, his eyes sliding shut once more as he lost himself in your comforting warmth.

The sun started to set slowly casting a milky blue cover over the sky, the light glowing softly through the thin curtains, lighting up Chuuya’s calm and peaceful facial features, which was a nice change of pace from the usual brooding, serious man he presented himself to be. Here with you he could be as tranquil as he wished.

Hope u like it !!! Im so happy this didnt take to long :3

Im so shit at drawing, 𝓱𝓮𝓱…𝓲 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭…𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓴𝓮𝔂 𝓴!𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂𝓼3𝓵𝓯 /sillyyyy !!!!

Ame chan !!!!! :3

Hiiiii

I might be less active on here since i have school again soon (💔💔💔)

And I'm not sure how much free time I'll have + going back to school is making me more stressed than usual :((

But ill try to get on everyday and talk to everyone and post ^^

OMG YEAHH I SAW YOU BROKE YOUR WRIST !!!

I HOPE YOUR OK DEAR HAVING A BROKEN WRIST MUST BE HORRID !!!!

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(heh...what if I spam liked on my alt as well >:3)

hey there again.... @localmentallyillwriter love u:33

update i broke my wrist #onehandtyper