I Forgot To Say For Who In My Request 😅 For The Obey Me Brothers, Sorry 🤭😅

How's about head cannons for the bishops + the Lamb

𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲!!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 (𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧)

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛

The Lamb has a habit of making dirt balls and throwing them at Narinder for fun.

This is practically canon and no one can change my mind.

Also, depending on when you come in the picture, they will leave little love notes for you.

The funniest part about the letters is that they don't leave a signature, they just write 𝐁𝐚𝐚𝐚 and you know it's them.

Despite being a lamb, they have the ability to watch people like a hawk.

And by that, I mean they have an incredible attention span, as weird as it may seem.

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚

Shamura sews. A lot.

They could, and would, remake the entirety of all the bishops outfits by themself.

When they read, if you're in the picture, they prefer to have you sitting on their lap instead of at their side.

As odd as it may seem, kisses from Shamura are the best.

Shamura counts doors and windows when they're bored.

They'll go around their temple and count every door and every window.

𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫

Kallamar loves to dance but is far too scared to perform in front of anyone, that includes his siblings.

He can draw, and well.

He'll sometimes wander into his siblings territories and draw what he sees.

Once you come into the picture, he has a habit of drawing you.

And pretty quickly, his sketchbooks become full of drawings of you.

Of course, he would only show you them if you asked, but besides that, you're never seeing them.

𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

He bites The Lamb, a lot.

And it's not on purpose, it is a purely subconscious thing. And it's not a kinky thing either.

When you come into the picture, he is all over you.

Kisses and hugs galore. In private, of course.

He pouts when you have to leave, like. literally pouts.

Depending on how long you're gone, he'll be stubborn and pouty until he gets some sort of reassurance that you're not planning his demise.

𝐇𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐭

She needs help to change her bandages, she can't do it on her own.

There's been times when she's croaked and it hurt her throat badly to the point she didn't talk for the rest of the day.

Leshy also laughed at her for it and she beat his ass 🧍‍♂️

She has a habit of kissing your throat lightly.

Not your neck, under your chin where your throat is.

Cuddles are a must for her, obviously in private, but she's in need of a little love.

𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐲

Leshy, being the Bishop of Chaos, is.. well.. chaotic.

He will bite your ears out of nowhere and feel zero (0) shame.

His branches wiggle when he's happy.

If he gets extremely excited or extremely happy, there's a possibility they'll fall out.

And when they do, he'll just be dramatic and stare at the branch on the ground like someone's decapitated head just rolled toward him.

He will pick you up and you have no choice in the matter.

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐩, 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐩!! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡!! 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧!!!!

(this was meant for my writing blog, im just dumb)

Kny is great!! I lovr your work <33 ive actually been dying to see a angst/comfort fic where sanemi x reader get into an argument for whatever reason?? Creative liberties on that one idk 😭 but then they make up after a while. I didnt see any kny-specific character list that you write for, so if sanemi isnt up your alley any character works, really. Thank youu <33

𝐍𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦!!!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭/𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭, 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲/𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠,

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭(?) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲.."

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. "𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧. "𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰.." 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝, 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. "𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞." 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝, "𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬... 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮..? 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨.. 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞-" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲?" 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, "𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧!" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭? 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "𝐈'𝐦... 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. "𝐈'𝐯𝐞.. 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬.

"𝐃𝐨.. 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠...?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲. "𝐍𝐨, 𝐧𝐨.. 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐬𝐨-𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲.."

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Hi hiiii!!

I saw your post that you’re looking for KNY requests so I got one that I’ve been thinking abt for a while.

So, a Douma x reader where the reader is Muzan’s only daughter (or offspring if you’d prefer it to be gn) and Michael Jack- *ahem* I mean, Muzan doesn’t really pay that much attention to her so they don’t talk often. She’s also only half demon so she can walk in the sun (but he doesn’t know that for obvious reasons).

However, after Gyutaro and Daki were killed and all the upper moons were summoned, Muzan’s daughter joins them bc he always summons her regardless if she cares or not.

Low and behold, the other upper moons see her for the first time, except for Kokushibo who’s pretty much known her all her life since he’s the first. While they’re waiting for Muzan to arrive, she begins to have a conversation with the upper moons.

Her and Akaza feel neutral about each other, she gets along with Gyokko pretty well and Hantengu… is scared of making even eye contact with her since she’s Muzan’s daughter.

When Douma sees her, oh boy, head over heels is an understatement. Instead of wanting to be worshipped by her, he WANTS to worship the ground she walks on. When she sees his unique eyes and compliments them, he melts to the ground instantly, asking Gyokko if he’s in some kind of dream.

If you don’t want to do this or you don’t feel comfortable, then skip. Also, sorry that was long, I had to get it all out 😅

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭! 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭) 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 😭

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: (𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚) 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭(?) 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

"𝐌𝐲, 𝐦𝐲.."

𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚

𝐀 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲... 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐠, 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬. "𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞! 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞!" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧, 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐨'𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐔𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐆𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐨, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "𝐌𝐲, 𝐦𝐲.. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐞?" 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬.." 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝. 𝐀 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞? ..𝐘𝐞𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞? 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨.. 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬? 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐬.

𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝-𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭? 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐆𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐨.

"𝐆𝐲𝐨𝐤𝐤𝐨. 𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. "𝐌𝐲, 𝐦𝐲..."

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

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𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨! 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

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