#// it helps to have a few friends in on your shenanigans and enable you to make the dumbest shit it's just so vital you know

[m0e-ru]

hi apparently i have a lot to say to you here goes yolo

i have watched chair car adventure like ngl 8 times in the past 2 days since i found it. it is absolutely one of the best videos i've watched in my life and i wish i had more people to send it to. your captions amplify the experience tenfold.

i read the attendant's wiki the day after i discovered chair car adventure cuz they were in my head (naturally) and as i was reading the appearance section i was like "i bet one million dollars the person who captioned that video rewrote this whole wiki page" and i was right (you've done a great thing).

also actually thanks for all your au stuff cuz i have a pretty ambitious au tucked right into my brain that i'm still sorting out and it's a struggle sometimes but seeing your stuff legit inspires me like Yeah i can do this. i think making aus of media you like is one of the bestest funnest things so thanks for making your stuff cuz 1 it's really cool i love seeing what people make 2 it helps me make stuff i also love

ok thanks for reading (?) sorry if this is strange

hhii.. hii hi i read this half asleep and teared up and i dreamt that i answered it but halfway through the day i realized i dindt so i have to go sob over my keyboard again. TAKE TWO !!!!

PLEASE !! PLEASE SAY SO MANNY THINGS theres not a lot of talking here i have to do ALL OF IT !!! <- naturally won’t shut up I LOVED READING IT I LOVED ALL OF IT it’s not strange i’d literally do the same thing 🤝🤝🤝💥💥💥 im soso happy i bagged TWO people into watching cca yeah whoo yeah WAHOO two more chair car adventurers i feel so fuzzy you say you watched it that many times

AND THE WIKI !!! i feel a bit dumb i spent a whole night editing it and another three days gathering images and annoying the admins editing it every three seconds because i made 10000000 typos . all this because of mega neurodivergency im a whole package . you should’ve gotten it from the image previews im proud of my selection ALSO REMINDED ME I HAVE TO UPDATE IT TO ADD BAPESTA IN THE TRIVIA 💥💥💥💥 ive had a handful of people saying nice things about my edits on their wiki page im so happy it looks like a lot of love and care was put into it because it’s TRUE !!!

and LET ME SEE !!! i wannt to see too your au i mean ohh i don’t know how im inspiration all i can say is youre so mad of your living environment you turn the soil over yourself and dig a lake from a puddle and a mineshaft from a hole in the dirt ALL BY YOURSELF !! because of all that love that lasted /looks at calendar/ two years and going <- yeah no im not motivated entirely by spite it gets incredibly tiring most of the time so don’t forget to convert it to love in the process of making use of said energy it’s soso much better that way. I HOPE YOUR AU REALLY DOES GO WELL no matter how ambitious <- is making another needlessly detailed and complicated au but will always ultimately go back to gsa sl au because there’s so much nooks and crannies to polish and new things to add and go back to the conspiracy board to pin another polaroid and newspaper clipping and tie red string to it which is basically me formatting my spreadsheets and making a spreadsheet of spreadsheets and

it’s really all about love and a squirrel piloting your brain (neurodivergency) i hope it doesn’t eat you up inside that you don’t accidentally put a black stain on it somehow and if you do just wipe it off gently with bleach free detergent or you’ll burn right through it <- making more bullshit analogies but they’re genuine about it if it even makes sense at all

ANND andd thank you again it’s really not strange at all in fact i think im a bit more strange <- I WIN !!! ‘there’s no competition go to bed’ aauugghh anyway i hope you have a nice day anon and things go well for you and thank you again again

[mirensiart]

I love your pain sharing AU as much as the next guy (it's a lot, I love it a lot), but do you have any other projects you're working on you want an excuse to talk about? Doesn't even have to be Zelda

aah you’re so sweet 🥹💖 I do have a few original characters that I need to draw more of…..I’m gonna use your ask as a way to show them off a little bit hehe

I haven’t done a lot of world building, but the main characters are a knight named lady ira, an apothecary lady named flora (they’re in lesbians with each other), the bastard prince of the kingdom named ancel and once thief and outlaw but now reformed boy named lowen

✨ THE PLOT ✨

ancel is the youngest prince of the kingdom and also a bastard, the only reason why the king keeps him around is because ancel is the only one of the royal kids who’s adept at magic! this means the royal kids, the queen’s children, really despise him and constantly try to get rid of him (kidnapping/assassins)

Thanks to this, he is often assigned a body guard (babysitter) as a way to protect him of his half siblings and also cause ancel is a menace when it comes to magic and can’t really control it very well, so the guard is also to protect the general public from him lmao

Lady Ira used to be a high ranking knight until she fucked up and was demoted and assigned as ancel’s bodyguard, which she resents as first since she feels her talents are being wasted looking after the king’s bastard

She gets attached cause obviously lmao imagine the “old grumpy man gets attached and adopts a little girl” trope but it’s a lesbian and a little boy lmao

Lady Ira eventually meets Flora thanks to shenanigans involving ancel being poisoned, flora being an apothecary is able to save the boy’s life

Lady ira notices that flora has an X scar on her mouth, turns out flora is cursed! The scar prevents her from speaking, if she speaks the X scar opens up as a wound causing her unbearable pain, it closes back when she keeps silent (clearly someone didn’t want her to speak hehe)

Lady ira offers to help her find a cure for her curse as a way to thank her for saving ancel

So flora + lady ira go on a journey to find someone who can counter the curse, lady ira leaves ancel under the care of one of her trusted knight besties, but the kid is like chaos incarnate and escapes to join up with them since he also wants to help flora out

Lowen gets dragged into all of this, since like, he used to be a thief and a wanted man until lady ira pleaded for him and got him a job in the royal stables, lowen feels indebted to her and also thanks to this job, he found a best friend in ancel

Those two are like, the most chaotic duo ever since lowen enables ancel’s weird antics lmao anyway, ancel grabs his bestie to join in the ✨adventure✨and lowen agrees cause if it means helping lady ira he’s in

So yeah, it’s basically two lesbians and their weird chaotic kids find out flora’s curse is important and pivotal to a conspiracy going on in the kingdom

I do like the doomed yuri trope, so yeah it’s doomed yuri lol ANYWAY have art of the sad lesbians

and here they’re happy but not for long…!

[thatstonedwriter]

˚₊‧🍄[ Hangin' with The Boys ]🍃˚₊‧

◉ Synopsis; how the Boys spend their time off (with you)

◉ CW; potential spoilers for seasons 1-3, substance use (and abuse), swearing

◉ A/n- aight my first piece for the Boys- went with something tame to ease myself into writing for this insane show- wtf am I doing

◉ feat; Butcher, Hughie, Frenchie, M.M, Kimiko

Moments of peace are few and far between when you're hunting and killing Supes. When you're not being thrown out windows and being threatened by the world's most powerful entities, free time with the Boys is definitely a special treat

The bastard he is, Butcher spends any free time he's got smoking, drinking, and antagonizing the others- just for a laugh. Butcher will always try to sneak off to a bar or some back room- but ever since you joined the crew, he's had a hard time shaking you off. Always following diligently- or maybe just to be an annoyance- Butcher is almost never free of you- or your attempts to get him to socialize. Forced proximity and a lot of patience were crucial to Butcher finally caving and allowing you to join him for a drink one day. At first, it’s quiet- not uncomfortably so, with the usual ruckus in the room over serving as odd but comforting background noise. Any conversation that does take place is likely started by Butcher insulting you. That goes for every other conversation that follows, too. You’re either a Butcher enabler or you help pull him back. Maybe it depends on the day- either way, your partnership comes at the expense of the others’ sanity. Pranks, insults, and drinks/cigs galore- the two of you go through the “recreational supplies” faster than Frenchie.

I really, really hope you like (or can at least tolerate) Billy Joel because that’s all Hughie wants to have playing in the background while the two of you talk. Of course, feel free to introduce new shit- he’s flexible (but lbr, this dude just wants Billy Joel). When you’re not being forced to listen to “We Didn’t Start the Fire” for the millionth time, the two of you are playing card games, sneaking off to arcades and movies, and even possibly going to visit Hughie’s dad or Annie. Whether you’re on the train, the couch, or (M.M forbid) laying on the disgusting floor, you and Hughie are damn-near always sharing earbuds to listen to music. Hughie would really enjoy just people watching with you. Seeing people live normal lives, happy and (relatively) safe- it makes him believe he could have that one day, ideally with his friends and family- that includes you. The playful/nerdy banter between you two is considered to be the most wholesome part of the crew.

Frenchie I wanna get high w you please- ahem- Yeah Frenchie likes to do a lot of drugs- but he won’t be offended if you decline. Usually, Kimiko and Frenchie come as a pair, so with you, they’re a happy trio! Together, you and Frenchie will request songs for Kimiko to play on the keyboard, the three of you will dance to whatever is playing on Kimiko’s iPod, you and Frenchie learn/practice Kimiko’s sign language, you and Kimiko entertain Frenchie’s high shenanigans (and pull him back when he goes too far)- basically any and everything you can do, you do together. Hope you have space in your brain for two more languages because alongside Kimiko’s SL, Serge would absolutely die if you learned any French- even you just learning the basics would melt his heart. Frenchie often encourages you and Kimiko to sneak out with him to go on “dates” (lowkey thruple coded) to small, hole-in-the-wall bars and restaurants. He’s for sure going to ask your opinions on chemistry or whatever the fuck while he’s making/studying bombs. He’s not miffed if you don’t know or can’t answer- often times he’s talking to himself anyways- but any feedback is always appreciated.

M.M would really appreciate a grounding presence in the crew- and that’s exactly what you helped provide. You helped balance the ratio of crazy to insane within the group, and for that, M.M is eternally grateful. Often times, while he’s cleaning/organizing equipment, you’ll keep him company. This often turns into M.M opening up about his family, OCD, concerns he has about the Boys, etc. He’s a firm believer in hard work, discipline and learning so you won’t just be standing around while you talk and listen- oh no, he’s showing you the way- the proper way- to clean the weapons, disinfect the counters, organize the shelves- hell, he’ll even ration out some supplies so he can teach you some first aid/sutures. It’ll probably be a while before you get through to M.M’s softer side, but it’s totally worth it to get there. M.M wants the best for his crew, and though it’s tough love, the rigorous lessons are all taught in hopes of you being able to protect yourself (and keep the hideout tidy).

Happy trio part 2! Nobody expected the quiet, intimidating Kimiko to enjoy music and art as much as she does. You and Frenchie are her biggest fans and supporters, and often show her new music to listen to- if you’re lucky, you can get some pirated versions of old cartoons to watch together. Kimiko loves dancing and listening to/playing music- and since you and Frenchie usually indulge her, that’s what you spend a lot of your time doing. The others call it goofing off- you three call it a healthy dose of fun. When Frenchie is out, Kimiko spends a lot of time teaching you her SL so that you can talk without Frenchie being the translator. Sure, typing on the phone is easier, but being able to have secret conversations with your friends is so much better, don’t you think? Talking shit about the others right in front of them is a treasured experience you, Kimiko and Frenchie share.

[cheemken]

sir... may i humbly request for more pokemon hcs... a small crumb wld do...

OFC BFMDNDK

But like majority of my hcs are of the champions so I hope that'll be cool w you hahaha

Anyways owo

•Hc ages, Wallace, Geeta, and Lance are both around 32-35 (Lance is the older one between them). Steven, Cynthia, Diantha, and Leon are all around 28-31 (Leon is the younger one, Diantha is the oldest between em). Hau is 15 and Iris is 17

-I have Hau as my Alola champion bc idk I think he deserves it hahah

•Diantha and Lance are easily susceptible of Iris' and Hau's puppy eyes and get dragged into their hijinks

-the ones who can somewhat resits them are Wallace, Geeta, and Steven

-Cynthia is an enabler, and Leon somehow knows when to say no to their shenanigans bc he has experience as an older brother

•the other champions are honestly a bit unnerved by Geeta, she knows this too but made no effort to change it, she thinks it's entertaining

-the others just try to keep up w her for Diantha

-Lance couldn't tho, Geeta just gets on his nerves and vice verse, tho the two do try to get along for Diantha

-its honestly very comical cause one second they're almost killing each other and the second Diantha walks in they'd both stop and laugh and smile w each other bc they know Dia would get sad if they fight 

•they all have their own little group chat and it's honestly just Steven setting up the dates for their meet ups and Cynthia and Wallace at each other's throats

-Diantha just loves the drama going on between those two, she thinks their petty arguments are entertaining

•Hau and Iris have this solidarity of being raised by their own respective grandfather

-Iris helps Hau cope w it, that at least there's still people who loves them, and hey they're family now too, together w the other champions

-theyre siblings to me your honour pls they mean so much to me

•Steven cherishes the other champions so much because it's the first ever friend group he has that doesn't make fun of him for his love of rare stones

-its really the only friend group he has that doesn't make fun of anything about him in general

-also the only friend group that doesn't use his status as heir to the Devon Corp for the fame and fortune

•Geeta almost doesn't have any concept of empathy whatsoever so her actions seems like she's being an asshole

-she's trying not to be, really, but that's just how she grew up and hey at least they're kinda trying?? To help her??

-well, she's really not like that w Diantha, or rather she feels more empathy solely for Diantha, and to the others that's better than nothing

•out of the public eye, Diantha isn't as elegant of a trainer as people perceived her to be

-i would ramble abt this but it'll be long na so hey send another ask if you want hahah

•other than their native languages and the universal languages Unovan and Galarian, there are a few champions that are fluent in other languages 

-Wallace can speak two other languages, Kalosian and Sinnohan

-Diantha can speak three, as it's often part of an act or she was taught back then, with those being: Paldean, Ransean, and Sinnohan

-surprisingly, Hau also knows three, altho he can't speak some of them, with those being: Kantonian, Hoennian, and Orrean

-Geeta can speak Kalosian and a little bit of Almian

-spare me tho, I made own adjectives for the other regions since there's nothing much abt em in the wikipage

Anyways I think that's long enough before I really start rambling so hey how you like it hahaha

[deadkennys]

hi cassy what are your thoughts on the stenny friendship dynamic

• they are the enablers ever. if they are together they are almost always on their bullshit. the type of whimsical shenanigans that has people in comments sections saying “this is what boys will be boys really means”.

• stan often comes to Kenny for advice on his love life; this is not helpful because 90% of the time stan just needs to get over himself so Kenny’s advice is just “yes that makes you VERY gay” or “Kyle’s already in love with you calm down”

• even though they’re being deeply unserious the majority of the time that they’re together, they both respect each other deeply. Kenny admires Stan’s stubbornness when it comes to what really matters to him, and Stan admires Kenny’s unwavering loyalty and belief in others.

• stan was the only witness to one of Kenny’s more drawn out deaths and Kenny would be lying if he said he wasn’t touched by the way Stan desperately tried to save him while sobbing

•they go through a period in high school where they’re very competitive over horse for some reason, like they’re on the basketball court for hours

• kenny does stan’s homework for a fee. he would have done it for the ability to say “you have to do this because I do your homework” over really small favors but stan insisted on paying. Stan gets the money from sharon by saying it’s for tutoring, which it is and Stan’s grades are proof, it’s just that it’s easier if he doesn’t tell her it’s Kenny so he doesn’t have to pull out his whole academic record as proof. But kenny is very good at explaining things in a way that stan understands; stan usually has no problem with the material once kenny goes over it with him but the way his teachers talk just does not register in his brain.

• in high school, in an effort to boost their resumes to get out of town, they are constantly volunteering together to make the volunteer work more bearable. Sometimes kyle accompanied them but kyle is much more of a pick one group and stick with it guy whereas stan and kenny might as well be on a mission to volunteer for every group in town that does not directly contradict their own values.

•I am a believer in stan-kenny-kyle roommates after college. When kyle is away for any period of time they’re eating the most abominable struggle meal creations unless they have money for fast food. Gatorade rice. Lucky charms three times a day. They don’t have to live like this btw. kenny is a passable chef, stan cannot cook anything at first but is pretty good once he learns (he just can’t be assed to actually do it if no one else is depending on him to). So why do they live like this? They live and die by the bit. The first time kyle left they legit did not have groceries and it was a blizzard so now they act like that’s the case all the time when it’s very much not. It has not occurred to them that they don’t have to live like this because that would require slightly more energy.

• stan is a frequent wingman for Kenny. It’s not that Kenny can’t pull it’s that people think he’s sleazy sometimes which he is not, he just looks like that. So Stan’s baby-animal-loving gentle giant aura reassures people that kenny must be a decent guy.

• as they become adults stan starts to take an interest in karen’s life as if they’re cousins or something. They hang sometimes with kenny but they’re not really friends or anything, but stan is still very proud of all of her successes and wants to help if anything is wrong because what’s important to his friends (kenny) is important to him.

• stan and kenny are frequently loaning each other the same $20. Passing that shit around like a blunt

• stan generally not a fan of weed because *gestures* but kenny is like the one person he will smoke with because he’s the perfect balance of chill and able to function

• every few months they come up with some scheme for a side hustle. They all inevitably fall apart but the longest one lasted a few months. Once they joined an mlm and they’d be sitting in the meetings or whatever with all these stay at home moms because they actually were very good at pyramid scheming, it’s just that the product itself started falling out of fashion and they jumped ship before they ended up taking any financial losses. Kyle was more than a little mad about the ethics of this until stan started buying him all kinds of nice shit. Nothing super fancy but nicer and more frequent than what the usual immediately-postgrad salary could provide.

• kenny likes to show up at Stan’s part time retail job and loiter. No one told him he could do this he just doesn’t have anything better to do and the manager is never in.

•they are each other’s go-to emotional support for various things. After realizing he has a crush on kyle, and into the beginning of their relationship, stan doesn’t really want to open up about his feelings to kyle lest he scare him away so he usually goes to Kenny. As a result kenny remains his confidant for most things; even when he is more comfortable talking to Kyle he usually also gets the Kenny perspective on the matter. Stan is kenny’s go to because kenny usually wants to vent, not to get advice, and kyle tends to think he knows what’s best for him which makes him incredibly mad, while stan is very empathetic and tends to make him feel better even if there’s nothing that can be done about the situation at hand.

•they place bets on the events of their friends’ lives like where Wendy will go for her phd or how long someone’s marriage will last

[auxiliarydetective]

1. What is your OC's relationship to their family - biological or found?

2. Does your OC act differently around different people?

3. Is your OC a good leader? Do they like to lead or do they prefer to follow?

4. Who influenced them the most on their journey?

5. Do they have any siblings?

For my best friend Kit, of course <3

Yeeesssss, my darling Kit! As per usual, you're getting both Kit versions :)

1. What is your OC's relationship to their family - biological or found?

Biological family? Bad. I mean, 80s!Kit ran away from home, that should tell you how she feels about them. But at least they leave her alone now. As for her found family, Kit would gladly bite a bullet for the A-Team. She likes to bicker at them and gets angry at them sometimes, but she loves those guys and they love her. Her and B.A. are mechanic buddies, and Face always gets a heart attack when he sees her with a mechanic's overall bound at her waist, muscled chest and arms covered in grease, so he's not complaining about getting to spend less time with her. She also picks up some of B.A.'s speech patterns sometimes, and he's an enabler of her violence. Murdock and Kit together get up to the wildest shenanigans, and anyone who those shenanigans are directed at is gonna have a bad time. Hannibal treats her much better than her own father ever did, so Kit respects him a lot more as well and she trusts him. If she's an attack dog, he's holding her leash and gladly letting her sprint at this week's bad guy while he smokes a cigar. The two of them sometimes bicker back and forth, it's fun! And Face? Well, well, well, Templeton Peck... He's head over heels for her and he can't help it. Kit honestly thinks he's a bit of an idiot, but he's her idiot, and anyone who dares to hurt him is gonna get severely hurt themselves.

Much like 80s!Kit, movie!Kit also ran away from home. His first found family was the circus, and, for the first time, he felt like he belonged somewhere. But then, his father found him again, and he decided to join the military, at which point he decided to pretend to be a man because that's just generally more practical in a military setting. Only that he realized he actually liked being a man, and the unexpected gender euphoria transed his gender. That didn't really help with the fear of being discovered though. But that's where the A-Team comes in, because this found family is where Kit feels safe and where he's accepted for who he is. Not only that, but all four of those guys are willing to throw hands at any transphobes in the blink of an eye. Hannibal is Kit's father, and anyone who says otherwise will be quickly proven wrong. If he could adopt the little bundle of anger and energy, he would. He's also one of the few people who can actually manage to calm Kit down, which is an incredible feat. Face is kind of down bad for Kit, but it only takes a few magic words from Face for Kit to be just as down bad for him too. These two are a nightmare to have kidnapped at the same time because they will whine and complain so much and be so dramatic and talk so much bullshit that you'll let them go willingly. Also an absolute battle couple. Murdock and Kit, once again, are absolute chaos. Enemies (and allies, honestly) beware. It takes a Colonel Hannibal Smith to keep these two in line, or at least to channel their chaos into something useful. B.A. and Kit, once again, are besties. If Murdock is the chaos sibling, B.A. is the cool sibling. These two are usually just chilling, but if you provoke them to hit things, they will hit things.

2. Does your OC act differently around different people?

Both of them, yeah, because the A-Team are almost the only people that both Kits don't hate. Also, movie!Kit only makes trans jokes if he's alone with the A-Team, for obvious reasons.

3. Is your OC a good leader? Do they like to lead or do they prefer to follow?

I'd say both of them probably aren't, no. They either work alone or have to follow others, because they're not good at planning. They both don't like being ordered around, but they listen to Hannibal on a base of respect.

4. Who influenced them the most on their journey?

Their fathers, hands down. Both as in their biological fathers and as in Hannibal, for movie!Kit even more so than for 80s!Kit.

5. Do they have any siblings?

Do Murdock and B.A. count? But biological, I actually don't know. I feel like they don't, but they probably have some cousins that they used to be close to but left behind when they ran away from home.

Thanks so much for your ask! Have a wonderful day! <3

Taglist: @starcrossedjedis @oneirataxia-girl @daughter-of-melpomene - let me know if you’d like to be added or removed!

[cammys-imagines24]

•Helping Jinx with her Trauma•

Jinx walks a tightrope thin line between sanity and insanity every day.

So, if you're together, that means you're on that tightrope with her.

And, there is no safety net.

To you, loving Jinx is worth the uncertain flare-ups.

But, when those either few and far between or frighteningly frequent flare-ups do occur, it's terrifying.

When she screams at her long ago dead friends, when she hears voices like buzzing mosquitoes in her ears...

When all the past pain and trauma bubbles up to the surface like carbonation, fizzing sporadically out of control...

It gets to be a lot to deal with, no matter how much love you have to give her.

And, unlike Silco, you're not Jinx's enabler.

You're not okay with her killing innocents, with her dangerous shenanigans, with her lashing out like a grenade with it's safety pin pulled out.

You don't blame Jinx for her episodes, they're not her fault.

But, Silco almost embraces them while you try to remind her that she is better than the monster he created.

She is not her trauma.

Luckily, her mood swings, though unpredictable, are easy to spot. With even just one look in her eyes you can tell where her mind is at.

So, when you sense a flare-up, you sequester Jinx away from where she can unintentionally hurt people.

Usually your shared apartment in the Lanes is the best.

Where you can just cuddle her all night if that's what she needs.

Where you can hold her shivering, lean body and trace the blue clouds upon her pale skin.

Where you can wipe away her streaky tears and tell her that it's okay, she's not alone.

That you'll always be there for her. That you'll always love her.

You'll never betray her.

You've become an expert at making sure she doesn't hurt herself, others or even you in the heat of the moment.

Because often in the throes of her breakdowns, she has to shoot something.

That's Jinx's go to. When the delirium hits, she has to shoot. And keep shooting.

Once, a while ago, she even almost shot you.

That put a stop to her fit at once and she threw her gun aside before lunging into your arms.

"Oh, monkey! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I-I don't wanna hurt you... P-Please don't be scared of me. Don't leave me!"

She cried out into your chest, a convulsing mess as you hugged her and summed up all the patience you had.

"I'm not leaving you, Jinx. I know you don't want to hurt me. It's okay. It's okay..."

You told her but after that, you made sure that once you saw an episode coming, you kept her near you and kept her unarmed.

For Jinx's benefit rather than yours, really.

Like you always have to keep reminding her, you're not afraid of her.

But, you do know what would be unleashed upon the Undercity, Piltover, the whole world, if she were to accidentally kill you.

The monster in her head that Silco likes to feed would take on a life of it's own and it would devour any Powder that was still left.

So, holding Jinx tightly in your arms has become the best solution.

Or, distracting her from the droning thrum of whispers only she can hear.

You'd tell her stories, funny jokes or all about your day.

You'd bring up happy memories shared between you two.

Like your first kiss, how she had tasted like candy and gunpowder upon your tongue.

Like when she taught you how to make a bomb, how she had let you into her workshop and from then on welcomed your company there.

You'd bring your lips to hers softly and listen to her still frantic heartbeat.

Jinx would rock a little in her spot on the bed yet she'd be doing the breathing exercises you showed her.

Her grip on you would be a little too tight, her hand wrapped around yours a little too much like a vice, the strength of her arms around your waist belying her petite, thin frame.

Always, you'd both end up falling asleep in a heap of tangled up limbs and bodies pressed close.

You help keep the nightmares away...

And, in the morning you'd awake to the smell of questionable breakfast cooking.

Jinx a far better weapons maker than chef yet enthusiastic in her pursuits to have you fed.

You would immediately smile and hug her from behind, giving the nape of her neck a little peck.

Jinx would instantly feel more safe in your embrace as she leaned back and placed her head on your shoulder.

The food was burning at this point, not that you cared and it didn't seem like Jinx noticed.

"Thank you, trinket. For everything... For staying with me."

She would say, turning around to plant a giddy, fervent kiss upon your lips.

Your hands brushing down the length of her long, blue braids. Her sharp, painted nails dragging up your skin as she lifted your shirt up.

"I love you, little monkey."

She'd whisper. Her broken, busted heart all yours.

[lostgirlinthewoods]

Childlike | hjs x reader

- established relationship, fluff

Description: Jisung’s childlike qualities can be hard to handle sometimes but you wouldn’t trade it for anything in this world.

Word Count: 1,348

Date: 2021/08/22 Inspiration

Han Jisung has a child-like quality. He’s fun, quirky, loves to make jokes and pull pranks, and needs to be taken care of 99.999% of the time. He’s built in the same way as how authors of comic books would write the protagonist of a children’s anime like Doraemon and such, minus the fact that he’s actually a grown-up adult. You got to give him some credits though as he is actually the sweetest, most thoughtful, and lovable person you have ever met. Plus, he’s mature side does come out occasionally. He’s a fluff ball who just wants to be showered with affection and love. Unfortunately and fortunately for you, you just happen to be in a long-term relationship with the boy. Fortunate because you love him dearly and he keeps you sane, contented, and happy with your life. He’s your emotional support boy and you wouldn’t change that. Unfortunate because that means you have to deal with his childish ass. Sure living with the guy is fun but sometimes, you actually feel like you’re a mother of a 4-year old curious boy who needs to be watched 25/8. It’s not like you find it a problem anyways. He is so clingy, he’s practically attached to your hips except for when the both of you are in work. But during the rare times you weren’t together, Jisung’s shenanigans had,  more than once, caused you troubles. One time, he filled mentos on your sink before pouring coke on it to unclog it. It did work the first few minutes until his little experiment turned disastrous and began splashing coke everywhere. Needless to say, the two of you had to clean up the whole night. Not to mention, how you have to constantly hide veggies on his food just because the boy refuses to eat leafy dishes willingly. He also almost set your home on fire one night. You just got home from a long, exhausting day at work. Jisung, being the sweetest boyfriend he is, had decided to relieve your stress by preparing scrumptious foods and a bubble bath exclusively just for you. And so, while you were enjoying a relaxing bubble bath while Jisung rubs and massages your back, you smell smoke. 

You asked, “Babe, what’s that smell?” in which the innocent boy replied with, “It’s a pomegranate, babe. Bought it at the mall earlier.” He smiled sweetly at you.

“No, babe. It smells like smoke.” You furrowed your eyebrow as you looked up at him. Oh, the shock on Jisung’s face is so comical as realization took over him. Hurriedly running at full speed towards your kitchen, you would have laughed if you weren’t worried. Hurriedly wearing your bathrobe, you followed him to the kitchen to see him pull out a burnt pizza out of the oven. The smoke was too thick, so the fire alarm got activated. As you looked at his face, all wet and confused, you couldn’t help but to laugh at what just happened. And so, the two of you had to pull out an all-nighter again filled with laughter just to clean your house.

Though, some of yours and Jisung’s friends would claim that you weren’t any better, that's why your dynamics work so well. No, you’re not enabling his childish personality (or maybe you are). You’re honestly not too sure of that yourself. Regardless of whether the two of you are a pair of childish couples, you honestly don't really care as the boy makes you so happy.

It was a Saturday afternoon when you and Jisung decided to go to the newly opened ikea shop in your city. Despite the store’s infamous maze-like interior layout, your window shopping had been so far so good. It was fun going to places like this with Jisung for, 1.) he’s actually a genuinely fun person to be with, 2.) His commentary about certain furniture is on point and funny, 3.) he’s a very curious person and so he tends to try or touch anything he sees, and 4.) you just like being with him. 

“We’re gonna look for that golden retriever stuffed toy. Come here.” You said as you enthusiastically grabbed Jisung’s hand and started walking along the rows of storage shelves. Minutes of endless walking, he suddenly removed his hands on yours. 

“I need to go to the restroom real quick.” He announced.

“Oh. Okay!” You said as your eyes followed him the moment he walked away from you. You were doing a great job waiting for Jisung, wandering your eyes around and looking for interesting things. That was until something caught your eyes - a cervical neck pillow with memory foam. Jisung did complain about having neck pains lately. Being the considerate partner you are, you went that aisle hoping you could find the perfect pillow for the boy. The store has all the different kinds of pillows in there and it’s easy to get lost as your mind flies around the different options you can get. It was only a few seconds ago when you found the perfect cervical pillow when something caught your eyes again - piles and piles of bed sheets. You must admit you got carried away walking around and browsing around the store. The thought of your boyfriend going to the restroom had long left your mind as you went to inspect yet another bedside table. Honestly, it’s not like you needed those things anyway. As you were on the way to the furniture for the kitchen area, you heard something on the intercom.

“Paging Y/N! Your child is at register 6. Please proceed to register 6.” Your ears perked up at the mention of your name. It couldn’t be you. Must be someone with the same name. I mean, you're childless. Why would it be you? As you continued to walk around, the intercom went on again. “Again, Y/N. Your child is at register 6. Please come immediately.” Now, your curiosity got the best of you as you walked your way to register 6. It wasn’t that far anyways, there’s no harm going there.

Upon your arrival though, realization drawn into you as you saw what’s waiting at you on the register 6. It was your boyfriend with a pout on his lips and sad eyes, sitting on a bench while he kicked the floor on what seemed like a mini tantrum. Upon noticing your arrival, he hissed at you like a cat. 

“Han Jisung, what the hell? Why are you here?” You asked, somewhat confused at his hostility.

“You left me.” He said, pouting with a sass on his voice. 

“Oh god, right.” You let out a breath as the situation started making sense. “I’m sorry. I got carried away looking around.” You rubbed his arms comfortingly. His eyes turned soft but the pout on his lips remained there.

“But hey, come on, look what I have for you.” You excitedly showed him the pillow you have gotten for him. Raising your tone on a higher pitch to relieve the tension. You know Jisung is not truly mad at you but still you feel the need to woo the boy at least. Jisung couldn’t help but to crack a smile at your enthusiasm. 

He grabbed something on his side and handed it to you with a smile on his face. He quietly said, “I found the golden retriever stuffed toy you were looking for.”

Your excited grin turned into a soft one, eyes changing into a more affectionate one as the boy once again reminded you why you love him so much. Despite being lost and probably feeling abandoned, he still thought of you. It’s the smallest thing that makes your heart flutter. You’ve never felt so loved in your whole life. 

“Come on, let’s get you some ice cream.” You held your hand out at him. He took it and intertwined his hand at yours as the both of you walked around together once again.

Jisung might act like a child sometimes but you wouldn’t change anything about him at all.

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© lostgirlinthewoods

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GIVE ME. FRIENDSHIP/RELATIONSHIP DYNAMIC HCS

for example AruAni gives off “I hate everybody but I hate you less” energy

literally any duo/trio/group you want just plz. I love them and I have my own ideas but wanna see yours ✌️💋

ohoho here we go.... this is gonna be a long one

AOT pairings + their dynamics

no warnings

eren / mikasa (romantic): the crime fighting duo

they can and they will mess up anyone and everyone who fucks with them. the kind of duo that seems to bond the most when they’re being violent and they want to make you scream “JUST CONFESS YOUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER, FOOLS” and the slowburn is far too painful on the soul

eren / armin (platonic): the bad guy and the virtuous ray of sunshine

armin is the sweetest creature to grace this world and eren is literally the opposite but somehow they’re compatible. eren acts emotionally unavailable but good god armin brings out even the most buried emotion in him through his blinding rays of obnoxious joy and caring. obviously this didn’t last forever

eren / levi (platonic): the obnoxious child and the tired parent

somebody please give levi a break. it’s difficult being a single mother of six especially when you’re a middle aged man and one of your children is a war criminal.

sasha / connie (open to interpretation): the dumb & dumber mutual enablers

where one goes, the other goes. what trouble one gets into, the other gets into. they enable each other’s chaos and general misdeeds and will sit next to each other in a jail cell awaiting levi to bail them out while giggling and saying “wasn’t that fun?”

sasha / reiner (platonic): the eccentric girl and her emotional support himbo

one is a ball of chaos with a soft spot and the other is (relatively) normal but is also a chaos enabler. they feed off of each other's energy and are just about the closest thing you can get to the human equivalents of a bull and a matador but they also rely on each other for emotional support

armin / annie (romantic): pure looking (but hella shady) and scary looking (but actually a softie)

they are definitely not what either of them appear to be. the gentle little ball of sunshine is actually a scheming bastard and the one that looks like she’ll beat you up just for looking at her the wrong way is actually very soft at heart. and they are in love of course

jean / armin (platonic): the delinquent and the keener

jean used to skip, get bad grades, and get in trouble a lot but eventually worked on becoming a lot better because of armin’s enthusiasm and borderline annoying encouragement. on the other hand armin loosened up a lot and became less strict thanks to jean’s easy going attitude and they help each other improve themselves :’)

jean / connie (platonic): the dumbass and “oh god I guess they’re MY dumbass”

connie is like a dog without a leash and jean is the wrangler that desperately tries to keep him at least relatively tame. although sometimes it’s hard to keep somebody in check while also not wanting to give into their shenanigans and enable them

connie / reiner (platonic): the idiot and the idiot in progress

one has been an idiot since birth and it shows. meanwhile the other is losing more brain cells the more time they spend together. they feed off of each other’s energy and channel it into chaos and misdeeds

historia / ymir (romantic): the loner and the popular chick

historia is one of the few people who actually notices ymir, who doesn’t get the hype about her at first but warms up to her over time. they seem like polar opposites to anyone on the outside so it might be hard to tell that they’re very compatible with each other and lowkey enable each other

hange / levi (open to interpretation): the hooligan and the voice of reason

hange is the big bad conniving bastard and levi is the poor sod that has been dragged into their mess and was hit with a sudden and painful realization that he’s in deep trouble in every possible sense of the word. they are of equal strength except one has rabies

erwin / levi (open to interpretation): the kind giant and the bundle of repressed rage

one will make impulsive decisions on a dime and the other is the only one that can keep him grounded, at least most of the time. one is easy going the other is seething with buried anger and they balance each other out. however both would throw hands if anyone got between them

levi / zeke (open to interpretation): enemies to acquaintances to friends to ???

nobody knows what they truly think about each other and they probably don’t either. they’ll be fighting tooth and nail one moment then probably go out to get lunch an hour later. it’s a bit rocky, but they’ll figure it out eventually

reiner / bertholdt (romantic): two bros chillin in a hot tub 5 feet apart because they won’t confess their undying love for each other

literally everyone can sense the mutual pining from a mile away but they’re both so dense and oblivious for the longest time until they get things sorted and confess. one has too much pride to risk losing and the other is scared to ruin their relationship. this pairing will test both your patience and your sanity

reiner / eren (platonic): rivals to dumbass bros

most of the time they can’t stand each other and will argue with no end in sight but other times they’ll be slumped against each other or one will be sprawled out across the other and they’re having deep conversations and watching tv. it’s really a hit or miss situation

reiner / ymir (platonic): the gay solidarity

the mlm and wlw solidarity is real and it shows. they’re both jerks who only really have each other in terms of close friendships but by all means it’s an unbreakable bond

reiner / armin (platonic): honorarily deemed “one of the boys”

they have some kind of solidarity but neither of them really knows what it is, they just get along really well for some reason. thus reiner has deemed armin officially one of the boys and is included in activities w the boys e.g. movie night. they have a lot of inside jokes

reiner / zeke / bertholdt (platonic): the pining couple and the third wheel

reiner and bertholdt won’t admit it to his face because it would boost his ego tenfold but they’re lowkey kinda scared of zeke. but zeke is just a himbo that kind of hangs around and judges them and can tell they’re in love and is just waiting for the day they admit it

bertholdt / armin (platonic): the pessimist and the optimist

they’re both very pure sweet besties except one is a cynic and the other focuses on all the joy in the world. fill in the blanks.

pieck / porco (open to interpretation): the cinnabun and the hothead

one is too sweet and wholesome to be alive and the other is perpetually angry but is still cute. the contrast shows but they’re still sweethearts that are obviously meant to balance each other out

porco / reiner (platonic): the bastard and the accidental bastard magnet

they started as enemies and slowly evolved into something vaguely reminiscent of... friends? yeah, friends. reiner doesn’t know how he keeps attracting assholes like this but for some godforsaken reason he puts up with it.

[recurring-polynya]

For Stuff For Renji's Birthday Prompts: 1) time travel turn back the clock nonsense, bc I'm an enabler and Karakura teens plus shithead Renruki teens has *Byakuya voice* strong comedic potential OR 2) Hisana lives but due to wacky circumstances, nobody notices Rukia's existence at the Academy... until they've graduated and Renruki have joined Squad 11. Dealer's choice! (Honestly whichever you pick, I might try writing the one you don't. I am not a writer these 2 just live in my head rent free)

Why would you make me choose between these, whyyyyyyyyyy?

To be honest, I almost did them both, but this was the second one I did, and I figured that I should probably do some other people’s prompts, and then I ran out of time. I might do you some time travel shenanigans later. (This should in no way stop you from writing these, I would flip my chips if you wrote something, let alone something based on my horrible ideas)

In any case, I couldn’t resist the second options and I have spun it out into a delightful bit of Byakuya-torture. Please enjoy!!!

Special thanks to @kaicko for helping me come up with the clerical error, because you all know me, I can’t just say “a clerical error.” 😂

Read on ao3 or ff.net

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“How is the tea?” Aizen Sousuke asked smoothly.

The tea was excellent, but Byakuya wasn’t in the mood for Aizen’s needy attempts to ingratiate himself. “Adequate,” he replied dryly. “You said you had something to discuss with me.”

“Ah, diligent as always, Byakuya,” Aizen sighed, “always eager to get back to work. I’ll get to the point: I happened to speak with your wife recently at a fundraising event. She’s very interested in the people of the deep Rukon, and said she travels to South Rukongai frequently.”

Byakuya narrowed his eyes. “What is your point?”

“Well, I thought it was a bit of a strange occupation for a woman of your wife’s noble standing, but then Gin reminded me that she was actually from there herself, that there had been a bit of a to-do when you two married. I don’t tend to follow gossip myself--”

“I repeat, what is your point?” Byakuya gritted your teeth.

Aizen made a pissy little throat clearing noise and fiddled with a folder on his desk. “The fact is, Byakuya, your wife reminds me a great deal of a young woman who served in my squad a few years ago, whom I recalled also hailing from the Rukon. I wondered if there might be a.... connection.”

Byakuya’s shoulders stiffened. Impossible. He had put watches on all immigrants to the Seireitei. He would have reviewed anyone who came from the South 78th.

“Inuzuri Rukia,” Aizen read from his file, and Byakuya’s blood ran cold. “Shin’ou class of 2066. Unseated. Petite, like your wife. Dark hair. Very striking eyes. Unfortunately, an unremarkable shinigami. Potential for a good kidou user, but didn’t take direction well. More interested in sword combat, although she had little aptitude for it. Ah, here it is. Hometown: District 48, South Rukongai.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Byakuya said flatly. “Inuzuri is the 78th district of South Rukongai. Why would she carry a surname from a different district?”

Aizen made an exaggerated frown. “Very strange! A clerical error perhaps? Hold on a moment.” He stuck his head out of his office door and said something to the shinigami on reception duty. “Fortunately, there’s an easy way to clear this up. It’ll just be a minute.”

Byakuya gripped his teacup, unsure of how to feel. A clerical error. Class of 2066… she would have enrolled in 2060, in the middle of Hisana’s worst turn, when she had been bedridden for nearly four years. Their attention would have lapsed. It made sense.

“She does not sound like your usual recruit,” Byakuya accused. Aizen was constantly finding ways to skim the highest performers from the Academy, all the gifted children.

Aizen looked sheepish. “Ah, well, you see, there was a young man of some talent that I was eager to recruit who was… attached to her. I thought she might have some potential if properly guided, but it never panned out.”

Aizen’s good deed was suddenly beginning to make sense. The girl had transferred out and taken Aizen’s prize with her. He wanted Byakuya to go fetch her away in hopes that the talented one would come home. Byakuya actually felt much better now that he’d identified Aizen’s ulterior motive, and further, that it had more to do with his own petty recruiting schemes than Byakuya’s family (specifically, Byakuya’s wife).

There was a knock at the office door, and upon being bid entry, a young woman walked in. Although indeed petite and dark-haired, she looked nothing like Hisana, and Byakuya remarked as much.

“Oh, no, this is my Seventh Seat!” Aizen chuckled. “Miss Hinamori, you were friends with Inuzuri Rukia, isn’t that correct?”

The young woman’s eyes had gone wide when she recognized Byakuya. “Er, yes, sir,” she said, her eyes darting between the two captains. “We shared a room while she served here.”

“Do you happen to remember what district she was from?” Aizen asked in an overly friendly manner.

“Oh, sure, it was South 78,” Hinamori replied. “Inuzuri, of course.”

“I’m afraid I don’t know all the outermost ones,” Aizen said in his goofy voice again. “Her paperwork says 48.”

Hinamori’s brow furrowed for a moment and then her face brightened. “She and Abarai had very heavy accents when they first came to the Academy, and used a lot of deep Rukongai language quirks. I don’t remember all of it, but they both used to use ‘shichi’ instead of ‘nana’ for seven, especially when referring to their district. They weren’t very fond of their home district. I wonder if the registrar misheard.”

“Well, there you go!” Aizen said, slapping his hands on his desk. “A very logical explanation!”

Hinamori beamed.

Byakuya found Aizen’s need to be liked by his subordinates very unprofessional and off-putting, but he tried to push it aside. He was trying not to be too eager, but this was probably the best lead he’d had on Hisana’s sister in all the years they had been searching. “Where is she now?” he grumbled.

Aizen turned his doe eyes on his fawning subordinate once more. “I don’t suppose you still keep in touch? She couldn’t have lasted very long there, they must have transferred again?”

Hinamori made a face like she didn’t want to say the answer. “I’m afraid that Kira and I had a bit of a falling out with Abarai and Inuzuri when they left. I haven’t talked to them in a few years, although we still have some mutual friends. As far as I know, though, they’re both still at Squad Eleven. I heard they were doing fairly well there, actually.”

The room seemed to retreat around Byakuya. All he could hear was the blood pounding in his ears and the reverberations of the most horrible words he could possibly think of: Squad Eleven.

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Byakuya knew it was poor etiquette to visit another captain’s squad when the man was out, but he absolutely could not stomach the idea of discussing the matter of his wife’s sister with the Kenpachi, so he waited until Zaraki and his miniature lieutenant were sent out to go trample half of East Rukongai before visiting.

He also knew that he probably should have said something to Hisana, but he couldn’t bring himself to get his wife’s hopes up, only to dash them, should this turn out to be nothing, like so many leads before it. So, the secret sat in his stomach, heavy and acidic, jostling with the guilt of his breach of etiquette.

“Is there someone here,” he gingerly asked one of the gentlemen on gate duty, “who takes care of administrative matters for the squad?”

The man swiveled his head, which appeared to grow directly from his torso with no need for an intervening neck, to his fellow guardsman. “What?”

The other fellow had been busy trying to remove wax from his ear with a pinky. “WHAT?” he shouted back.

“Paperwork!” Byakuya said a little louder. “Is there an office of some sort? A person who knows what’s going on?”

He supposed he could have asked for the girl, Inuzuri, directly, but he didn’t feel… ready.

“I think he wants Ayasegawa,” the neckless guard hazarded.

“WHAT?”

“I’ll be right back.”

Eventually, the burly gentleman returned. With him was a strangely elegant person with a silky curtain of hair cut severely to chin length and piercing violet eyes. “It really is you,” the lovely man said with a level of disdain that Byakuya almost had to admire. Before he had a chance to get offended, the man dipped into a respectful bow. “Welcome to the Eleventh, Captain Kuchiki. Fifth Seat Ayasegawa at your service. What in Soul Society can I possibly do for you?”

“Apologies for visiting while your captain is abroad,” Byakuya replied, not meaning a word of it.

“Oh, he’ll be very sorry to have missed you,” Ayasegawa frowned. “But I’m sure you could make it up to him later.”

Byakuya’s eye twitched. “Perhaps. I have come to enquire about a young woman whom I am told transferred to your squad three years ago.”

“Does she have a name? That might make it a little easier.”

“Inuzuri Rukia.”

Both of Ayasegawa’s eyebrows shot up, and his mouth curved into a feline grin. “Ninth Seat Inuzuri, of course!”

Byakuya blinked. “Ninth Seat? Captain Aizen told me she was middling at best.”

Ayasegawa's face suddenly went stiff. “She was not well-served at the Fifth, but she has bloomed here most beautifully. Inuzuri is my personal protege, you know.” He stared at Byakuya under hooded eyes. “What is your interest in her? Captain?”

Byakuya took a deep breath through his nose. “My wife is also from Inuzuri. She is trying to locate someone she knew there. It is possible this Rukia is that someone.”

Ayasegawa frowned. “Well, I can introduce you, if you like. I should warn you, though, Rukia doesn’t have a lot of lost love for her hometown.”

“My understanding is that there isn’t much to love about it.”

“Mmm,” Ayasegawa agreed. “Well, come along, let’s go find her.” He concentrated for a moment, clearly trying to find her reiatsu. She must be a woman of some power, after all. “Ugh! She and Abarai are at it again! Every day!”

Byakuya swallowed stiffly.

“Well come on! She’s out at the training fields, clobbering our Tenth Seat, yet again.”

Oh. That kind of “going at it.”

Ayasegawa was shaking his head. “The two of them are literally an unstoppable force and an immovable object.”

“Abarai was also at the Fifth?,” Byakuya probed cautiously. “I was told they were close.”

“Of course they’re close!” Ayasegawa scoffed. “They’re partners!” He thought for a moment. “Abarai is from the 78th as well, you know. If Rukia turns out to not be your girl, perhaps one or the other of them knew the person you’re looking for. Abarai is one of those people who just… knows everyone. He’s the personable half of the pair.”

“‘Partners’?” Byakuya echoed. “What… kind of partners?”

Ayasegawa stared back at him like he was insane. “Partners.”

This path of inquiry clearly wasn’t going to get him anywhere, but wasn’t particularly relevant, either. “I did not think kidou-type zanpakutou were permitted in the Eleventh,” Byakuya sniffed. “Aizen’s records indicated Inuzuri wields an ice-and-snow type.”

Ayasegawa gave a little shrug. “Zanpakutou classifications are arbitrary. Obviously, if she had a bunch of showy blizzard attacks like Matsumoto’s little prodigy friend, it would be a no-go. Rukia can take the blade of her sword down to sub-zero temperatures. She has a weapon-shattering attack and she doesn’t feel pain when she’s fighting. It’s fundamentally no different than a zanpakutou so massive that only the wielder can lift it, or a whip sword that’s controlled with one’s reiatsu.”

This sounded like a quibble to Byakuya, but it’s not like he had come to the Eleventh looking for sound logic.

“She’s incredibly fast, probably the fastest person in the Eleventh, although no one’s really sure what Yachiru’s top speed is,” Ayasegawa continued on. He glanced at Byakuya slyly. “I hear you are very fast.”

“You have heard correctly.”

“That’s why Abarai can’t beat her. If he could land one really hard hit on her, she’d go down, but he’s not fast enough and she’s just too agile. He’s my partner’s protege, you see, so I have to take their little scraps very personally.”

How did this man talk so much?

“What did you say your wife’s relationship was to her again?”

“I did not.”

“Ah, right. Oops, look out!” Ayasegawa abruptly dove to one side as a giant mass of shihakushou and pink hair and what might be a sword came crashing through the split rail fence surrounding the training field.

Byakuya was not in the habit of ducking, so he merely plunged the force of his reiatsu down into the earth like a piton. It was almost, but not entirely sufficient. Byakuya gritted his teeth as he was driven back, dirt piling up behind his heels as he skidded backwards.

When they finally came to a halt, Byakuya looked down at the meaty youth lying at his feet. This must be the infamous Abarai, although he certainly didn’t look like one of Aizen’s usual simpering overachievers. The first thing Byakuya observed was the eye makeup. Most shinigami applied at least a little eyeliner, on grounds of tradition, but few bothered to blacken the entire eye socket, as in the skeletal facepaint of old. The second thing Byakuya noticed were the tattoos painted across his forehead and neck. They were black and spikey and horrible. The third thing was the hair, which was bright pink and spikey, and utterly at odds with the makeup and tattoos. The fourth thing was the big, sheepish grin, which honestly just tied the whole hideous tableau together.

Byakuya glared down at the lout, and in a moment of pettiness, flared his reiatsu to a level that should have sent blood spurting out of his ears.

“I’m afraid that’s not going to do much to someone who has a weekly sparring slot with the Kenpachi,” Ayasegawa commented dryly.

“Sorry ‘bout that!” the lummox cheerfully apologized as he sat up and brushed himself off. He had an Inuzuri accent so thick you could spread it on toast, an accent that Hisana tended to slip into only when she was extremely bent out of shape. Abarai snapped the sword hilt in his hand, and the tangled pile of steel on the ground neatly retracted into something that looked a little more like a weapon, if a weapon were designed by a creative and overly violent child.

“That’s a captain, you buffoon!” another voice rang out, and every muscle in Byakuya’s body locked. “Show your respects!”

The voice clearly affected Abarai as well, because he leapt to his feet, spun, and slammed into a bow. “My apologies, Captain…” his eyes glanced up and abruptly widened, “Kuchiki.”

“Greetings, Captain Kuchiki! Welcome to the Eleventh Division! I apologize very profusely for throwing Tenth Seat Abarai at you!” A second young person had come to join Abarai in his bow, and they both rose in unison, Abarai looking suddenly pale and nervous, his companion looking calm and confident.

So this was Inuzuri Rukia. She had Hisana’s voice. She had Hisana’s stature, and standing next to Abarai made her look positively childlike. She wore the same dreadful eyeblack, but the eyes that shone out of it were a variation on Hisana’s, harder and three shades more purple. The rest of the face was Hisana’s. Her hair was dark, shaved on the sides, arranged into porcupine spikes on top, although one lock hung down stubbornly between her eyes. Her ears glittered with silver piercings. At least she was free of awful tatt-- wait, no. Byakuya had missed them at first, because they were white. Abarai’s tattoos were spiky and sharp, but Inuzuri’s were graceful swirls, like ribbons wrapping lazily down her forearms. Even her reiatsu was like Hisana’s-- but instead of a cool, refreshing wintergreen, Inuzuri’s was the bone-deep cold of winter, a cold so harsh it burnt in the lungs.

There was no doubt.

This atrocious delinquent was his long-lost sister-in-law.

“Can we help you with something, sir?” Inuzuri prompted. “Abarai here’s a big fan of yours.”

“Shut up, Rukia,” Abarai managed through gritted molars.

“Inuzuri Rukia, you died as an infant thirty-six years ago and were sent to the 78th District of South Rukongai, is that correct?” Byakuya said stiffly.

Inuzuri and Abarai both bristled, a pair of mongrels raising their haunches. “That seems about right,” Inuzuri replied slowly. “My early years are a little hazy.”

“My wife, Hisana also died thirty-six years ago and was sent to Inuzuri with her infant sister,” Byakuya went on. “They were separated. My wife has been looking for her sister ever since. You… resemble her greatly.” Byakuya let the implication hang in the air. He couldn’t bring himself to say it.

There was silence for a moment. Then there was the distinct noise of a laugh that, having been held in, had escaped through someone’s nose. “Sorry! Pardon me!” Ayasegawa wheezed, clapping one hand over his mouth and looking away. “Bit of. Dust. In my throat.”

“I told you! I told you, you looked like that picture of her in the Bulletin!” Abarai was hissing.

“I thought you were lying because you thought she was pretty!” Inuzuri hissed back.

“I thought she was pretty because she looks just like you!”

“Now is really not the time, Abarai!” She cleared her throat and tried to stand up a bit taller, a futile effort. “So, uh, so what? What does that mean, if I am her sister? Does that… does that make me noble?”

A higher pitched wheezing came out of Ayasegawa. The level of impudence was extraordinary.

“I would like you to come to my home to meet her, first,” Byakuya put off making any promises. “We can discuss what comes next. As a family.”

“I’m at work right now,” Inuzuri excused.

“Inuzuri, I need to know how this pans out, you can have the afternoon off,” Ayasegawa informed her.

Inuzuri’s confidence seemed to be draining out of her. She took a tiny step closer to Abarai and groped for his hand. “I’m bringing Renji,” she declared.

“Is he compulsory?” Byakuya asked. Inuzuri was absurd looking too, but at least she was small.

“He’s my family,” Inuzuri insisted.

Byakuya’s brows furrowed. This could prove problematic. “In any sort of legally binding sense?”

“We’re engaged!” Inuzuri announced.

“We are?” Abarai goggled.

“I told you I’d marry you if you could ever manage to beat me in a fight! What else would you call that?” Rukia hissed at him in a voice that was still, unfortunately, perfectly audible.

“I’ve been trying every day, and honestly, Rukia, it’s not looking good for me!”

“Can you just go with it for once, instead of arguing with me every time?”

“If you want to leave and never tell anyone you found her,” Ayasegawa put in, “I am very bribable.”

Byakuya was sorely tempted.

---

End note: To further explain the number mix-up, as I understand it “seven” in Japanese can either be said as “nana” or “shichi”. People usually say “nana” for two reasons-- 1) to avoid confusion with 4 (”shi”, although you can also say “yon”) and because “shi” is a homophone for death. Given how shitty the districts in the 70s are, I rather liked the idea that they residents use the “shichi” pronunciation as a bit of gallows humor. (And if you don’t have a rude nickname for the town you grew up in, well, congrats for not growing up somewhere shitty)

I don’t actually speak Japanese, tho, so forgive me if this is all nonsense. 😁

[theaviskullguy]

Can We please have some Aviskull headcannons 🙏🙏 i don't see aviskull shipers a lot so

Also ur kins are so swag. I kin Agent 8 / Hachi and our little silly skrunkly emperor.

1, aw, thank you for the kin compliment!!!

2, I GOTCHU FAM

(also feel free to ask for coroika headcanons!!! I will always respond!!!)

-VERY affectionate with each other. In public it's a bit more subdued like... holding hands or an affectionate headbutt when Skull doesn't wanna risk a quick slip of the mask for a kiss. And in private they are like. Almost always touching. Hand holding, hugs from behind... it's cute.

-Avi is an enabler for Skull's sweet tooth. He knows how to make so many pastries and shit, it's amazing. Skull will help or hug Avi from behind while he's baking.

-They were friends since like. At least preschool, before getting together a few years after starting turf war

-ALTERNATIVELY

-They wanted to have a wedding as really young kids and their parents were enablers to their romantic shenanigans and gave them a lil mock wedding. But they didn't know there could be two husbands so Skull decided he wanted to be the wife. They've been together ever since. When someone asks "when's the wedding" Avi just says "we had one when we were 4"

-They do have an actual wedding. Skull still wants to be referred to as the wife as he prefers feminine titles over masculine ones but still uses he/him pronouns

-This makes Avi the "I LOVE MY WIFE" guy of coroika despite being in a mlm relationship

-Skull needs a prosthetic leg and he uses the type where he rests his leg stump in it and when he's not wearing it, Avi just. loves kissing his stump.

-theyre soulmates your honor.

-Due to Skull and Avi being married this makes Avi an honorary member of the S4 as a sub-in. If you include Rider that... makes it the S6 now.

-They're affectionately referred to as "Mom and Dad" respectively by the other S5.

-A lot of candy/dessert themed pet names like sweetie, cupcake, cookie... Skull's called Avi his Macaron, once

-BUT also a lot of traditional pet-names are used. "Dearest" and "Beloved" are big ones for them.

-Avi will sometimes call Skull his Bunny, due to Skull's favorite animals being bunnies

-Avi will press kisses to Skull's mask. its cute

-Other favorite places on Skull that Avi loves to kiss is his leg stump, cheek, anywhere on his hands, or his forehead.

-Skull loves kissing Avi's wrist, back of hand, top of his head, and also his forehead

-Inkopolis's power couple. Other than Empergloves cause yknow. Empergloves. But still

-Can just, tell when the other is feeling down.

-Avi knows how to swing dance and Skull can ballroom dance. They often combine these and dance to romantic songs that are not traditionally used for Swing or Classical dancing. Steal The Light by The Cat Empire is a good one

-Skull can do archery so Avi calls him Cupid or Eros sometimes. Depends on how cute he's being. In return Skull calls Avi his Psyche. If you know that myth im kissing you on the lips right now. /p

im stopping myself here or ill go on forever

[akampana]

Continuation of this ask

Bedivere x Arturia - Ship it

What made you ship it?

TBH I was one of those few people who shipped it based on that like 2 second scene at the end of FSN. The Camelot Singularity just reinforced it. A lot came from the original Arthurian legend as well. Bedivere is similarly insanely loyal as he is in the game, and like in Fate lore, he’s been with Arthur longer than most.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

He journeyed so far for so long just to see her smile OH MY GOD BRB IM SOBBING HOLY CRAP CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE—

I’m a sucker for intensely loyal knights and I will always be. ALWAYS.

THE ANGST POTENTIALLLLLL but also THE FLUFF POTENTIALLLL

This man loved his king so bloody intensely. So strongly that his desire to see her survived the test of time. To be loved so much, so unconditionally for a thousand and a half years? Gods, that’s just too much, man. ;-;

And I absolutely adore how much it means to him to remain her knight, even if he tends to be insecure about the limb that he lacks, and how he believes he is nothing special in comparison with everyone else. I love that Arturia recognizes his strength and his worth, even if he himself can’t see it.

THE ENTIRE CONFRONTATION IN THE THRONE ROOM LET ME TELL YOU I WAS CRYING SOOOOO HARD THROUGHOUT THAT IK NIT EVEN KIDDING

THIS, the MINDBREAK Arturia goes through when she tries to remember

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I think that THIS SHIP NEEDS MORE LOVE AND I REALLY OUGHT TO CONTRIBUTE

All the other answers below cut!

Irisviel x Arturia - Ship It

What made you ship it?

I think I was bound to the moment I watched Fate Zero. When I was younger it was overshadowed by the feels Diarturia brought and not to mention Kiritsugu and Iri but this ship is damn good on its own.

What sold it though, is the argument she and Kiritsugu have in Episode 16, right after the last Saber and Lancer fight. Irisviel, who we all know loves her husband so much, forced Kiritsugu to answer Saber. That’s just how important Arturia was to her.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I think they both found in each other something they themselves lack. It’s actually kind of funny. Arturia is human, and yet she’s so heavily consumed by her ideals that she doesn’t act like one. Irisviel, on the other hand, is not human, and yet everything that she does and wants to do is exactly that.

Throughout the anime, Being with Iri puts Saber into such mundane, ordinary situations that it teaches her to live. The suits, the escorting, being a passenger instead of a driver, appreciating the water by the seashore, etc. It's like the woman wants to leave her with some appreciation for the world, especially when she herself doesn’t have all that much time left.

On Irisviel’s part, I think she found in Saber the companionship she would have wanted from Kiritsugu during the last few days she remained on the Earth. Arturia had been the perfect knight in shining armor, taking Irisviel around to see the world as much as they could amidst a war. If they’d just had more time, I have no doubt Arturia would have taken Irisviel even more places, you know?

It makes me sad :( but in a good way.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I’m pretty sure Irisviel would wear the pants in this relationship ya know what I mean? Hahaha

Much as I love this ship, I think that it becomes all the more valuable because of how it ended. To each other, they were this brief, fleeting feeling of happiness. A love that was so short and yet so strong.

Shirou x Arturia - Don't Ship it

Hooooooo boi. Hear me out, mkay ? But this is just my personal opinion so pls no hate

Why don't you ship it?

I’m gonna start out by saying I don’t think I need to, tbh. Hahaha there’s enough content for this ship being fed to us, so my liking it or not is immaterial. But the reason is well...I watched FSN and Shirou x Saber was...not the best thing about it (the best thing about it was the soundtrack omg iconic) Shirou comes off as a bit of a misogynist, and kind of immature, and the whole time it’s like he doesn’t really listen to Arturia at all. Plus, it’s kind of like he just likes her looks at times. The final deciding factor was the date scene. That was just unbearable.

But then I go online and I see all this good stuff about them. And my friend ships them cause they’re canon, right? So, I’m like okay, what if I judged too quickly, let’s play the VN...and I did. And I still didn’t like him with Saber at all. So, I played the next route, watched the next anime, trying to redeem 1st route Shirou as much as I could but it just....didn’t happen. I think I can safely say I tried to like them. I really did. But no.

What would have made you like it?

Removing the misogyny and the immaturity and letting him listen to her. Like he should have.

At no point in their interactions did it feel like they were standing on equal ground, ever. Either he was speaking over her or the opposite. So less of that and a lot more respect.

And when you compare this relationship to what he has with like with his other two love interests, it makes this ship fall completely flat. It’s pretty...bland and honestly kind of shallow. It’s like the story just tells you they’re in love but there’s no answer to why they’re in love. Make him fall in love with her for her without necessarily forcing his need to save everyone on her.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

I may not like how they got there, but in the end Arturia was able to pass peacefully.

I acknowledge that Shirou was important and made a change in her life.

That ending scene where they meet after so long, NGL is pretty sweet.

A lot of my headcanons happen post-Shirou, so there’s also that.

Archer x Rin -Ship it

What made you ship it?

Tsundere x Cynic has gotta be one of the best dynamics out there.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

His true identity. The fact that she dragged him all the way across space and time to return as her Servant, that’s just bloody fate at work.

The fact that he keeps acknowledging she’s a strong Master despite his later conduct in UBW.

Archer is ridiculously crass and Rin is easily riled up. In the Fifth Holy Grail War, they had the best Master-Servant relationship period. They have this explosive chemistry that just works so well.

When he smiles at her at the end of the route, and you just know that Tohsaka’s gonna be stubborn enough to make sure Shirou doesn’t end up going down the exact same path.

I think it’s sweet that he ends up going along with her whims because he secretly likes housework.

THE PRINCESS CARRY/ CATCH. MAN OH MAN.

Unlike the previous ship mentioned here, these two actually stand on equal ground with each other.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I don't think it's exactly an unpopular opinion, but I think they really ought to have more official content y'know? Rin is important in every route, and Archer's the actual climax of UBW and also entirely significant across three routes.

Medusa x Sakura - Don't ship it

Why don't you ship it?

Because while journeying through the routes, I always saw Rider as more of a best friend/sort of motherly figure to Sakura.

Or that Rider fulfilled the kind of relationship that she wanted to have with Rin, while Sakura unknowingly filled the void Medusa's sisters left in her life. I thought she was more of a guardian angel really, not a romantic interest. Kind of like how Heracles was to Illya.

What would have made you like it?

If I could maybe forget about the threesome with Shirou and the implied romantic feelings Rider has for him in Ataraxia that would be great.

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

Sakura deserves all the happiness in the world and I really do believe that Rider could fulfill that.

This ship DEFINITELY DEFINITELYYYYYY NEEDS MORE CONTENT

Diarmuid x Cú - Ship it

What made you ship it?

oooh this probably sounds surprising since based on my content you'd think, no i dont ship this BUT I DOOOOOOO (i just happen to hc them as bros more often)

Honestly what did make me ship it is the parallels.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

IMO They have the biggest potential for hurt/comfort amongst all the ships mentioned here.

They can help each other get through their trauma. Their whole relationship would be extremely healing and supportive.

I love that Diarmuid seems to have idolized Cú Chulainn at some point and honestly who wouldn't be honored to stand beside him, no?

They could be up to the funniest shenanigans because Cú is chaos and Diarmuid would absolutely be an enabler because when he isn't angst-ing he's super damn chill.

Bros being bros hahahah...unless?

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Not really. Maybe that I think Lancer Diar and Cascu would get along better and Saber Diar and Lancer Cu would also get along better but honestly any form is good this ship is good

[nightswithkookmin]

JIKOOK IS WILD'N BEHIND SUGA- AGAIN

It's official, Jikook don lost their minds- or they is madly in love- whatever y'all kids call it these days. Chilee, can't even tell the difference any more at this point. Sigh. When I tell you Jikook is real. Please Jikook is real.

Remember the thing they used to do behind suga in interviews when they were teens? Holding hands behind Suga and what not? They. Are. Still. Doing. It. Again. In. 2020. y'all

I can't with their asses.

I've said this before, I don't do these kinds of analysis- video analysis I mean. I literally can't do it. Lol. If I could I would. Y'all don't know how many days it's taken me to work this simple video edit. And even that I still had to solicit the help of my bestie- I'm starting to think she's more delusional than I am at this point. Lol. Bless her.

Anywho, we went through all that trouble falling on the video editing skills we don't have- well I don't have, I think she did great; not because of Jikook sneaky ass holding hands behind unsuspecting Suga in the the dynamite MV shooting sketch video- which Suga, It's been seven years and you still don't know what goes on between Jikook behind your back?? Jikook are smooth criminals but I'm starting to think Suga in on this. Smirk.

Suga is an accomplice y'all. Enabling these shenanigans as if he don't know. He knows!

Since my last post on VMinKookJoon's tensions, where I talked briefly about the subtle tensions that I've been noticing between Tae and JK throughout this year, it's come to my attention that Tuktukkers are running around the internet claiming the tension between V and Kook, in one of the clips I pointed out, had been because JK had been mad and Jealous over Jin wrapping his hands around Tae...

I respect their hustle. I really do. Plus, I don't like to meddle in other people's delusions- it brings me no joy whatsoever.

But...

Jk wasn't jealous over Tae shit- In my humble opinion. Was he mad at Tae? Yes. Did Tae notice JK was mad at him and hence drew a sad face? Yes he did. The video evidence is there. All of that happened.

If you've not seen the moment I am talking about please check my previous post to see what I'm talking about. I said I was going to delete it- well I lied. Lol.

The tension between Kook and Tae in that Dynamite Shoot Sketch wasn't because JK was jealous that Tae and Jin were flirting and playing around behind him, it was because Tae had almost accidentally exposed Jikook flirting behind Suga- Something, I assume JK thought V had done on purpose. Hear me out.

Tae was sad because, he genuinely didn't intend to pull on JK's shoulder the way he did causing JK to toggle slightly away from Suga- I wish I could show you this in a video analysis. This is frustrating! But I suck at tech stuff. Ugh!!!

What had happened was:

At the start of that scene, Jimin it seemed wanted to be close to JK- by close I mean he wanted to touch up on JK, feel up on him, kiss up on him, love up on him, hold him, slow dance with him, make love to him- Uno, horny grown up couple stuff. Lol.

Don't mind me.

I don't know what was going through his head in that moment but clearly he was craving some form of physical connection from JK hence why he initiated that contact.

You could see the progression of them drawing closer and closer to eachother, trapping Suga in between them.

Listen, JM is scary when he is high on adrenaline! That's when he starts rubbing JK's thighs and foot and- sweet lord he is wild. Chileeee!

He placed his hand in his pockets and pushed his body against Suga's but once he does that he takes his hand out and tugs on JK's arm or something- smooth criminal this one.

JK noticed what JM was up to so he did the same thing- pushed his body against Suga and held JM's hand. Then there was a cut.

It's hard to spot except for that the two had ended up after the cut sandwiching Suga in between them. Had it not been for Tae that moment would have gone undetected.

Whatever they were doing behind Suga, it seemed Tae had clocked on. He turned his gaze in their direction briefly and looked away suspiciously- Tae... How that man is great at acting but sucks at hiding his feelings beats me. Lmho.

This is the same person y'all swear is hiding a relationship in BTS? He mustn't be feeling emotions for this person then. Chileee.

Dude glanced at JM and exchanged what I could only assume was a disapproving stare at JM in the process. I bet he wanted to scream, 'let's not hold hands behind our hyungs' in that moment. Lol.

I think JK noticed Tae glancing at whatever they were doing with their hands behind Suga but kept his cool- so Jikook, y'all did all of that with a straight face? Damn they slick!

Unfortunately, Jin pushed Tae- I don't know if that was by accident because Jin was just playing around with Tae. However, because Tae had his hand wrapped around JK, he had ended up dragging JK along with him- That's when the Taekook saga began. Lol.

I believe JK had assumed Tae had done that bit on purpose because as I've said it is part of Taekook's dynamics - Tae is constantly teasing and shading JK and even sometimes passive aggressively exposing Jikook's antics as seen in the dynamite MV reaction VLive.

Remember in their earlier dynamics, that moment when JK wanted JM to stand next to him but Tae was in the middle so he kept poking at Tae's ribs to move? And JM too was low key pulling on Tae's shirt to move at the same time but Tae deadass wouldn't move?

I'M DEAD🤣🤣🤣🤣

Tae is that friend! Chileee. I just love him to bits!

I think Jk found it ironic that Tae should place his hand over his shoulders when a few seconds ago he had attempted to separate him from his man which is why he had that look on his face when he glanced at Tae's hand on his shoulder.

Frankly that thing is something that I feel irks JK a lot. Not just when Tae does it, but when RM or Hobi or Suga or anyone else does it.

That's what most of these Jeonlous moments are about really, especially in recent times.

For example, him elbowing RM to get his hands off Jimin in their recent Home performance wasn't because he was jealous. It's more so he was annoyed. If you paid attention to the 'fan service' bit Jikook did in the bedroom scene it's clear they had been given a talking to- to keep things PG, just as RM had indicated in JK's bdae VLive when he said they had all agreed before filming not to do and say certain things.

I could see then why it would irritate JK if anyone else would freely do skinship with JM but then censor him if he tried to do it with Jimin too- know what I mean?

Most of these 'jeonlous' moments are just JK basically saying, let's all be held to the same standards- if I can't do this with Jimin, atatatatatat, neither can y'all.

Gotta keep the same energy.

This is what I mean by stress. You can hide a relationship but you can't hide the stress that comes with keeping that relationship a secret. These kinds of tensions are bound to arise as a result of keeping Jikook a secret.

I mean there is a reason Jikook try so hard not to look like a secret. There is a reason they play off some of their interactions as 'fanservice'. They do that to take the edge off because keeping secrets is hard.

And so when you look at that moment, and you see how freely TaeJin were 'flirting' and having fun openly, but JK and JM had to sneak behind Suga's back to have a moment; and to have Tae pull on JK like that- I get why JK would be triggered. But honestly Tae didn't do it on purpose. Not this time around. Lol

Chileee, JK! You scare me! Lmho. He out here scaring people for no reason! Had Tae looking like he about to call Jimin to arrange a heart to heart meeting with Kook again. Chileeee.

It broke my heart watching that bit because Tae honestly didn't do that bit on purpose. I can vouch for him, JK. It is why Tae had that look on his face. He hadn't intended that bit.

This does not mean however that each time or all the times that Jk has pulled away from Tae when Tae has tried to hold his hands or do certain things with him like in all the times I've mentioned or during the recent On:e concert, that it's because he felt V was trying to sabotage his moments. That's a silly thought.

I can pull out a list of all the times there's been tensions between those two especially this year and I can tell you only a hand full of those moments have anything to do with JK's relationship with JM.

Some are about him trying to enforce his personal boundaries which he does with all the members as well, among other things.

Taekook have their own issues going on which has nothing to do with JM. Whatever falling out they had had in the past, Tae has been really trying to rebuild their connection- they both have been putting in the effort and I hope they can fix things and go back to the way that they were before because I kinda miss the old them. Sigh.

Anywho, when JM noticed what had happened- that Tae had pulled on JK's shoulder , I think he too thought Tae had done that bit on purpose. He dropped his hand from Hobi's shoulder and composed himself. I think he tried to take his hands down but JK wouldn't let go of his hand. Lol.

So when the music started playing and they were all dancing, JK and JM were the only once dancing with Just one hand each and you could see JM's shoulder inches away from Suga- Yoonminers I see you. I love y'all but JM wasn't holding Suga's waist. Don't get any ideas. Lol.

When they started moving away at the end of the video, that's when you can clearly see JM's hand drop down from behind Suga.

Listen, Jikook are smooth criminals but they ain't slick. They tried it. All that body pressed up against Suga, chilee I thought they were going to crash that man.

Jikook have been pretty sneaky this comeback. For good reason I guess. Jk throwing the boy with love sign at JM after JM kicked him during the second day concert, and this moment right here amongst others so far are my favorite.

I love it here.

Please go watch the original footage for yourself and draw your own conclusions.

My conclusion is, 'Jikook gay, Jikook married' Jikook is real, keep supporting them.

Signed,

GOLDY

[ratcandy]

UHHH THE SECOND IDEA FIRST

OKAY Time's disastrous universe let's get it boys

Below is a VERY long personal-story related ramble because a lot happens here and there's a lot to explain and I'm being enabled (c/w death, a LOT of memory erasure, Gods being idiots, and. If I need to add anythin else here someone better let me know hehehe)

feat some dumb lil doodles here n there because i felt like it

Exposition time first!

At the beginning of everything, eight universes were created, each differentiated by color. A Universe Owner is assigned to each universe, and that entity is then responsible for their universe's laws of reality, the lives of the characters, and... whatever else they decide to mess with. This is so I can allow myself a lot of freedom in making stories in many different areas n such without worrying about it following another story's rules >:)

Okay exposition time done! for now!

One day out of the blue, the God of Time decided that they wanted a universe all for themselves. They wanted to create life!! They wanted to make a world!! It'd be fun! It'd be a whole vibe!

So, against the wishes of the God of Balance, Time made a ninth universe and fruitlessly tried to keep it hidden from everyone else. This backfired instantly. A huge argument broke out between Time and Balance, as the latter was pissed, but Time won in the end and was allowed to keep their universe. Balance is just upset there's not a nice even number anymore. He'll get over himself eventually.

Straight up having a great time now, the God of Time went hogwild and fleshed out their universe to the best of their ability. Beautiful lush forests, stunning pink skies as if it were in a continuous sunrise, crystal-clear waters that glimmer ever-so-brightly!! Yes!! Pretty!! And immediately after, they created creatures!! And people! To inhabit their world!

Elegant flying beasts, colorful people of all shapes and sizes, bustling towns with trade and life and energy and!!! Yes! Yes!! Vibes!!

Time was living their BEST life.

But. Well. This is my story. things gotta go wrong now

SO! First, something to note about how the God of Time works:

Time's primary job is to keep the Time Fire from ever going out or touching the ground. The Time Fire is an eternally burning flame, forever shifting from vibrant color to vibrant color, getting bigger and burning stronger with every passing millennia. It also... y'know. Allows time itself to function. If it goes out, time will stop. If it touches the floor, time will go NUTS and parallel/alternate universes will go haywire, clashing into one another and messing up reality.

The God of Time, luckily, has powerful psychic abilities.. The tall mans just put the Time Fire in a sort of protective bubble, constantly floating above the ground, and left it in a temple at the center of their universe. Epic. All works out

Well. All SHOULD have worked out.

At some point, Time left their universe to have a meeting with the Gods, and on their way to Oblivion - often a meeting place for deities - they witnessed something Very Unfortunate.

One of the Universe Owners, Hesit (white universe), was being torn to pieces by an intruder in the higher realm. By killing and consuming Hesit, possession of the white universe was transferred to said intruder: a big asshole named Vexis. Time tried to confront Vexis immediately after. This was a mistake, as Vexis panicked and attacked Time. Seeing as Gods cannot die, Vexis instead trapped the god in his newly-acquired universe - binding him there forever.

So now Time is imprisoned in the white universe, lost and confused, not knowing how to get back out. And Vexis doesn't plan on telling anyone about this.

The other gods soon realize that Time has gone missing. Very soon, actually, because... well. With Time being swept away into the white universe and being held prisoner there, uhm. A certain something important isn't being held suspended anymore.

The Time Fire.

It hasn't fallen yet, but it's gradually sinking toward the ground, and sometHING has to get a hold on it soon!! Or HELL WORLD!!

Balance loses his MIND!! We have to do something about this before time becomes a catastrophic, unfixable disaster! And also we're missing a god!! This is not good!! At first, Balance goes looking for Time, but realizes he doesn't really uh... have the time to be doing that

So, in desperation, he searches his mind for possible solutions. He gets one, crazy idea, and practically begs the God of Death to help him pull it off. Death agrees, because this is the one (1) time Death acknowledges that the mortal realm being in danger might be a bad thing.

To put a long plan short, Balance used Death to turn the Goddess of Pain into a pseudo Goddess of Time.

Pain had previously been wreaking HAVOC, and Balance was NOT happy about it. Way too many mortals were dying, then not dying, then losing their sanities, then losing control of themselves, and it was just. Very messy. He didn't feel great about using her to replace Time, but he didn't have many options. And he needed someone to take over. So, he and Death worked together to erase Pain's memories and turn her into a Goddess of Time.

They couldn't give her psychic abilities, though. So, how'd they deal with the Time Fire? It now permanently rests on Pain/Time's back. As in, the flame is constantly burning her spine for all of eternity, steadily searing her flesh but never allowing her to die. She's grown progressively numb to it over many, many years, but that doesn't make it any less unfortunate for her.

Balance feels awful about this. Especially since Pain/Time doesn't remember who she was, and believes she's always been Time. This is how it's always been. The universe around her is one she made, one she owns. Anytime Balance stops by to visit (as Time cannot move now from the temple with the fire), she greets him so kindly, so happy to have company... and he just feels terrible, knowing what he's done to her.

Well... at least that's settled. This cannot possibly go awry in any way shape or f----

The new Goddess of Time is trying her best to make creations for her universe. After all, that's what she's always done! These are her children, essentially, and she needs to have more. This, uh... well, the Goddess of Pain was not made with creating in mind, rather destroying. So, despite her valiant efforts, half of her creations come out... a Lil Messed Up. But she loves them all the same and keeps them around!!! Even if they're... worse for wear, or not quite like the rest!! They're her children. Yea!

At some point, however, her creating takes a bit too much from other universes' energy, and a mortal from another universe just ends up appearing in Time's. His name is Dustivan, and he is reasonably confused. One moment, he was vibing with his sister and her wife, and the next-- where the hell is he. why is the sky pink. who is this block man approaching me

The block man in question is named Maurice, and he is a sort of guardian for Time's temple. The Time that's always been here. The Time that has always looked like that and never been any different! (All of the Original Time's creations had their memories wiped, too. This Goddess of Time is the only one there's ever been! That's your mother, see. There is no other Time. She created you. Don't worry about it)

Maurice greets Dusty under the assumption that this man is just another new creation, and is soon told that "Uh, no, I'm... from some place else? I have a family? And a home, elsewhere?" M. Maurice is a lil confused. But he asks Time about this.

Time has no idea what he's talking about, either, so Maurice just... calmly escorts Dusty away, promising to get back to him later. We'll figure this out, man, don't you even worry about it

Now, there's a bit here that's only loosely developed! That being Dusty's stay in Time's Universe! Lil man meets a lotta folks, gets used to this weird world he's living in, makes good friends with Maurice and Maurice's maybe-more-than-friends-:flushed: friend Arin, aaand has a great experience! Because Time's universe is incredibly serene and peaceful, even with the new management!

Straight up vibi--- oh no wait what's this

Somehow, Maurice, Arin and Dusty find out about the whole... thing that happened with the original Time, and Pain being turned into the new Time. Maurice and Arin get their memories back and freak out a little while Dusty is just standing there like "big rip on you guys I guess"

Shenanigans ensue and Maurice goes back to Pain/Time, thinking it'll definitely work out if he tells her everything that happened so her.

Hey so it doesn't work out

Pain regains her own memories, and becomes ABSOLUTELY PISSED OFF, shedding the form forced onto her and returning back into the Goddess of Pain. In her transformation, however, she shook the Time Fire from her back, screaming in the agony that caused her, and. well.

she hit the floor (she hit the floor) next thing ya know, time fire got low low low low low low

Time itself was sent into disarray. The God of Balance felt it happen, FREAKED OUT, picked up the God of Death and just BOOKED IT into Time's Universe, dashing toward the temple. But it... was no longer a temple! It was very much destroyed. Balance is faced with the rubble of the former temple, the Fire just chillin on the ground, Arin bleeding to death after being attacked by Pain, Maurice fretting and trying to keep Arin alive, and Dusty aboutta also fucking die because Pain is angry. Alongside the bodies of whatever other poor creations/people just happened to be nearby the temple when this went down. Which was probably quite a few, as the temple was almost always open to visitors.

Death and Balance did the exact same thing again, though with added struggle. Pain was reverted to Time, the Time Fire was yeeted right back onto her spine (followed by a shriek of... pain), and Balance practically collapsed onto the floor hoping to never get up again

Death, however, forced him up, gesturing to the creations around them and uh. hey. their minds. wipe 'em Balance was very tired by this point, but began wiping the survivor's memories, running into Dusty and realizing "hey wait a minute. you're not from this universe" and just kicking that idiot back to where he's supposed to be. might've forgotten to wipe that one's mind but uh i'm sure that's not important

And that's essentially the end of that plot thread! Life continues as if nothing happened, afterwards. Time was restored (though a fuckton of "discrepancies" are now notable throughout the universes, as if time went Wonky or something), the people are thriving, and Maurice & Arin... the latter of which did indeed survive... are wondering if there's something important they were supposed to remember.

nah. probably not

there's a few side stories with characters in Time's universe, including another survivor of the Pain Realizing Who She Is incident... though he got the hell outta dodge and managed to keep his memories. making him a sort of fugitive as Balance has to track that idiot down and fix that problem but!!! this is already a very, very long post, so. WOO

[rosethornewrites]

Fic: The Rebellion of Adrien Agreste, ch. 7

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Juleka Couffaine/Rose Lavillant, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kagami Tsurugi, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Luka Couffaine, Lila Rossi/karma, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth/aneurism, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Kagami Tsurugi, Plagg & Tikki

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Lila Rossi, Jagged Stone, Plagg, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Luka Couffaine, Penny Rolling, Anarka Couffaine, Rose Lavillant, Juleka Couffaine, Kagami Tsurugi, Alya Césaire, Chloé Bourgeois, Wayhem, Nadja Chamack, Nathalie Sancoeur, Sabine Cheng, Tom Dupain, Tikki, Fang, Principal Damocles, Caline Bustier, Ms. Mendeleiev, original minor character, Alec Cataldi, Lila Rossi’s Mother, Sabrina Raincomprix, Roger Raincomprix, Mylène Haprèle, Le Gorille | Adrien Agreste’s Bodyguard, Nino Lahiffe, Nooroo

Tags: Lila Rossi salt, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Teenage Rebellion, Swearing, Bad Parent Gabriel Agreste, Crack Treated Seriously, Lila Rossi’s Lies Are Exposed, Cuddling & Snuggling, Luka Couffaine Needs a Hug, Paparazzi, Parentification, Marinette Dupain-Cheng Needs a Hug, Gabriel Agreste Needs an Aneurism, Uncle Jagged Stone, we’re all queer here, the spirit of punk is sometimes just being allowed to be yourself, Kagami Finds Her Groove, punk rock fashion, Savage Kagami, Marinette protection squad, Good Parent Sabine Cheng, Good Parent Tom Dupain, Protective Kagami Tsurugi, Protective Luka Couffaine, Bisexual Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Pansexual Luka Couffaine, Sharing a Bed, Pet Names, LGBTQ Character, LGBTQ Themes, Instagram, Bullying, Social Media, Anxiety, Makeover, Hugs, will cure your acne, Face Punching, Bad Ass Juleka Couffaine, Rumors, Protective Juleka Couffaine, Protective Adrien Agreste, Lawyers, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Holding Hands, accountability, mental health, Jagged Stone’s well-paid pet shark, How to Make the Evening News, Sexy eyeliner for days, one fish two fish Lila is a screwed fish, How to have fun and piss Gabriel off, Fuckery, sweet litigious karma, Alya sugar, lawyer shark doo doo doo doo doo doo, Schadenfreude, Bad Ass Alya Césaire, Gaslighting, abuse denormalization, Jagged likes his lawyers like he likes his pets: toothy af, Blood in the Water, Everything you didn’t know you wanted and some things you did, Gabriel Agreste is shark bait, Denial, Consequences, Principal Damocles salt, caline bustier salt, the impotence of Gabriel Agreste, snarky Nooroo, lies and the lying liars who tell them, Lila’s brain is a narcissistic hellscape, Lila’s mind is built like an Escher piece, Alec Cataldi salt, Adrien Sugar, wholesome salt, Fu Salt, Kwami Shenanigans, Nooroo is a little shit

Summary: The Pet Name Game

Notes: Hawkdaddy’s pissed. @norakwami and @cheshiremadd helped by chatting concept.

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The pet names discussion had wound up getting extremely silly. They’d all gone back to relaxing together and kind of cuddling on the big sofa. At first the only one Adrien could come up with was “Blue,” to which Luka had responded, “If you call me Blue, I’m calling you Green.” The girls had vetoed both.

Adrien had joked about Maestro, which Marinette had argued was almost as bad as Magic Fingers.

Interestingly, it was Marinette who had, with the help of her phone, come up with the winning one.

“You know, the name Luka means ‘light.’ Any ideas based on that?”

After some discussion, Adrien had come up with the poetic idea of “Firefly,” like Luka was his light in the dark. Kagami had deemed that adorable, and Luka had turned red.

Luka’s suggestions for Adrien’s nickname largely had to do with music, and while Adrien had been fond of Allegro for a cheerful beat, both girls disagreed, saying they were too niche.

“Alya’s nickname for him is Sunshine,” Marinette finally commented.

Luka smiled. “My Star, then?”

Kagami and Marinette exchanged a look as Adrien’s face heated, then said together, “Perfect.”

“I think we can still do the blue and green joke sometimes,” Adrien murmured, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“Can I call you MF as a joke?” Luka asked.

Adrien grinned. “Only if I can call you Maestro.”

Marinette groaned. “This is going to be ridiculous.”

“It’ll upset my father,” Adrien pointed out. “Which is the point.”

“Honestly, if they have more than one nickname for each other, it lends credence to the idea that they’ve been secretly dating for a bit. We should specify how long it’s been, of course,” Kagami added.

“I mentioned to Mari that I don’t want to eventually say it was fake, if that’s okay. If anything, we weren’t sure and decided to try dating.” He glanced at Luka.

“I can understand that. I identify as pansexual, though I rarely discuss it,” Luka said with a nod. “So I wouldn’t mind being thought to have been in a relationship with you. We can say we met when we did, on the boat, and you joined Kitty Section. And maybe we decided to go for it a couple weeks ago?”

“I have enabled the two of you to be together after fencing practice several times, then,” Kagami offered. “You have gone for juice?”

“You’ve gotten soul mate ice cream from André!” Marinette crowed. “We can make up a flavor combination.”

Luka grinned. “Green and blue, obviously.”

“Perhaps instead we should go find André once the dye is done,” Kagami commented. “It wouldn’t do to make up a fake flavor combination when we could find out for sure.”

“And you can eat it in the limo, so you’re not out in public too long,” Penny interjected. While Jagged had retired to the other room for a nap with Fang, she’d stayed with them to, as she had put it, ‘chaperone.’ “We’d rather not garner too much attention from M. Agreste this soon.”

“It’ll be another picture for social media.” Adrien hoped Luka wouldn’t get the kind of negative reaction from fans that Marinette had when fans had assumed she was his girlfriend. “I should probably check the comments on those, actually…”

“Not using your phone,” Kagami reminded him.

Marinette pulled out hers, and they all scooted closer to look.

alya.ladyblogger: @adrienagrestebrand wtf when did this happen, Sunshine? #NinoNeedsAnInstagram

alya.ladyblogger: @adrienagrestebrand why is your phone off omgggg

theofficialchloebourgeois: Adrikins, your social media has obv been hacked.

alya.ladyblogger: @theofficialchloebourgeois why do you think it’s been hacked? That’s Sunshine’s smile, for sure.

theofficialchloebourgeois: because there’s no way! He’d tell me!

Aside from those, there were fan reactions ranging from excited congratulations to rather ugly homophobic remarks that made him feel a bit ill to look at—especially now that he knew Mari was bi and Luka was pan.

The official Gabriel Instagram account hadn’t addressed it at all, so Adrien assumed his father was still having a temper tantrum.

A knock on the door sent them scrambling to the kitchenette, but it was the spa staff ready to rinse the dye.

When he was getting his hair blow-dried, Marinette handed him her phone again so he could see what she’d just replied.

marinettedesigned: You look so happy with him! I’m glad you two decided to go public!

He glanced at her with a frown. “Are you sure you want to imply you knew?”

“Yeah. Kagami’s going to, and I’m going to, too.” Then she got a wicked grin. “It’ll drive Lila batty.”

“Honestly, I don’t see her being able to hold back, regardless. But that will certainly make her angrier. I just hope it doesn’t make her go after you more than she has.” Adrien looked at her reproachfully. “I wish you’d told me she’d threatened you, Mari. I never would’ve given you that awful advice.”

Marinette turned red, and Kagami scowled.

“This girl threatened Marinette?” When both Adrien and Luka nodded, the girl clenched her fists. “That is unacceptable.”

“I’m okay,” Marinette whispered.

Luka settled a hand on her shoulder. “She’s hurt you, made you more anxious. I can’t help you, since I don’t go to school with you. But Adrien can.”

“Perhaps during the hour and a half that our schools allow for lunch, Luka and I can join you and Adrien,” Kagami added, placing her hand on Marinette’s other shoulder. “We can present a united front.”

“Usually I’m expected home for lunch, but as I’m engaging in teenager rebellion, staying at school to eat lunch with my boyfriend is a nice way to do that.”

“Then it’s settled,” Kagami said decisively. “We shall eat lunch together either at Collège Françoise Dupont or at a café or restaurant in the surrounding area from now on.”

The relieved smile that graced Marinette’s face was almost heartbreaking, and Adrien realized exactly how much stress she’d been under, how much he’d failed her. He took her hand, squeezing it lightly in apology.

The stylist finished with his hair a few minutes later, and after they spent a few minutes admiring the results, Marinette pulled his hood up so they could all sneak down to the limo. They found André Glacier’s location via social media, and Penny had the driver take them as close as possible.

There wasn’t a line, so they rushed out of the limo and hurried to the cart. Luka and Adrien approached first.

André greeted them like old friends. “Ah, a lovely pair the two of you make. Blueberry for the gentle heart’s tranquility, a soothing sweetness. And, ah, for you… You’ve come into your own, young man! Passion fruit for the one shining bright as the sun!”

“Would you get some with me as well, Marinette?” Kagami asked. “I would not be able to finish an entire one on my own.”

André smiled at them. “I’ve just the treat for you. Orange for the fire that burns in her heart, blackberry for her night-dark hair. A dual sweetness, with a twist, for the two of you.”

They hurried back to the waiting limo, managing to escape notice—fortunately it was an odd hour. Once inside, they took advantage of the photo opportunity with Adrien and Luka, then passed around the treats, all four of them sharing in the flavors.

“I’m glad I got passion fruit,” Adrien commented. “It’s my favorite. And all the others go so well with it!”

Kagami’s phone buzzed. “Regrettably, I am expected to return home, or I would enjoy continuing to help.”

“We’ll drop you off before we return to the hotel,” Penny told her. “It’s always nice meeting Marinette’s friends, and I’m sure Jagged will be disappointed he didn’t get to say goodbye.”

They had dropped Kagami off and just returned to the hotel when Marinette’s phone went off.

But this time it was an Akuma alert.

[mithranqueersmusings]

The Night Before XI

Chapter: 11/15

Rating: T

Summary: Ringo hangs around after the club closes and meets a stranger.

Tags: Smut, Slow Burn

Pairing: George Harrison/Ringo Starr (Background McLennon)

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Ringo was relieved when John suggested that the three of them should go out clubbing, it was only two days before his date with George and he needed something to kill the nerves. John had recently been paid which meant he would splurge out on drinks and drugs to keep everybody happy, even if they repeatedly refused. It was nice to know that Ringo wouldn't have to worry about finding someone to go home with, he could even go to bed at a relatively more sensible hour.

The three of them left for the club in quite the state, Ringo had no clue exactly how much they'd drunk but he knew there was only more to come. John, in his infinite wisdom, had bought some cocaine out to mark the special occasion.

"What's the occasion?" Paul asked, clearly he'd said these same words before Ringo had arrived.

"I have enough money for coke!" John cheered.

He shared it out liberally, both Paul and Ringo refusing at first but indulging later on. The bag was still considerably full when they left for the club, meaning they would only grow more dishevelled as the night went on. They arrived at the familiar club, John exchanging a few quips with the bouncer as they welcomed the warmth and unnecessarily loud music. John headed straight for the bar, ordering a round of drinks for everyone without much thought. It was a common occurrence for John to spend most of his pay in one night, forcing him to live barrenly for the remainder of the month. There'd been times when Paul and Ringo were alarmed at this behaviour, but no amount of talking seemed to change his mind and so they allowed themselves to be pampered.

The club was relatively full, Thursday was student night which only made the three of them feel ridiculously old as they worked through crowds of enthusiastic youths to the spot they usually took on the dance floor. Ringo felt positive, the music was decent and the company excellent. It wasn't too long before John was pulling them all into the toilets for a 'top up', it was one of the few clubs where the security didn't bat an eyelash when a group of men all crowded into a single cubicle. A year ago Ringo had bought John a necklace with a small spoon on it, he worried it would only be enabling his drug habits further but if anything it reduced the intake for without it John would be lumping varying amounts onto his key without any idea how much he was actually doing. The necklace had been brought out tonight, making Ringo feel quite satisfied with himself.

Paul had taken a while to come around to the harder drugs, but being reassured that the three of them would always look out for one another - to the best of their abilities when their brains were being warped - he began to join in with the shenanigans. They all passed around the baggie rather excitedly, Ringo couldn't deny he enjoyed the feeling of the powder shooting up his nose.

"You sure you don't want us to pay you for it?" Ringo asked, sniffing a few times more to ensure it had gone down fully.

"Don't be daft." John grinned, his pupils dilated "You can just get the next one."

It was an exchange that often took place between them, despite Ringo never actually buying the next one, but considering the amount of weed he bought for the three of them he figured it just about cancelled out. The three of them filtered out back into the bathroom, getting a few strange looks, as they tried to fix their appearance in the one mirror that was still intact. Paul had insisted that they all put a little bit of effort in with their clothing tonight so they appeared like a mismatched theatrical group, but Ringo thought it was quite a charming impression.

Back onto the dancefloor, Ringo could feel the music a lot more heavier than before. He felt twitchy, but it was easy enough to channel all that energy into dancing. It felt like such a weight off his shoulders to no longer have to be spying around the club for a potential suitor, instead he could just enjoy the company of his friends. At least, that's what he'd intended on doing before Paul pulled Ringo into close to shout into his ear.

"Is that George over there?"

Ringo felt his heart thumping, for a moment he was worried it was going to burst, as he craned his neck in the direction Paul was pointing. There he was, dancing with a friend. It shouldn't have surprised him too much, after all this was the club they'd met outside all those nights ago, but the suddenness of his appearance threw Ringo a little. He'd almost forgotten how attractive he was, wearing a loose fitting crop top and some tight-fitting jeans which accentuated his slim figure. Ringo struggled to pull his eyes away, but eventually managed when Paul spoke once more.

"Why don't you go and say hi?"

John had moved in close by this point, eavesdropping on their words as though they were in fact intended for him.

"No, no, I'm alright." Ringo tried to calm himself, though it wasn't working.

"Ringo, you literally had your dick inside him a couple of days ago but you can't even say hello?" John nudged Ringo forward slightly, but it only made him feel all the more nervous.

"Maybe later, if we see him outside." Ringo moved back into the space he previously occupied very quickly.

"Suit yourself." Paul lost interest quickly.

The three of them continued their usual routine: dancing enthusiastically to every other song that came on, darting to the bar for more drinks and then hurrying into the toilets for more bumps. Every so often they'd knock into someone who'd take offence, or be hounded by people in the bathroom who were desperate for them to hurry up, but none of them paid it too much mind, John would occasionally get physical with them but luckily it never got too far out of hand.

A couple of hours had passed since they'd first stepped foot in the club and Ringo was feeling great, he was full of energy and just hoped the night would never end. It was time for yet another smoke break, all three of them twitching to get their hands on a cigarette as they huddled close together in the cold. It was somewhat reassuring to see that they weren't the only people demonstrably off their faces, a couple of people sat gulping water in the corner with their eyes rolling uncontrollably, while the floor was littered with empty baggies and pools of sick from those who hadn't been so fortunate. Ringo practically inhaled the cigarette, tapping his foot wildly as every breath felt absolutely incredible.

Then he spotted George once again, talking with the same guy leaning against a wall with a cigarette in hand. It didn't take too long for Paul and John to notice what he was looking at, and neither of them seemed to be taking no for an answer.

"But I'm all coked up." Ringo tried to worm his way out "He's gonna think I'm a crackhead."

John laughed "Well it's better he finds that out sooner rather than later."

"Fine." Ringo groaned, finishing his cigarette off and making his way over to George.

What was he even going to say? Just a quick hello would suffice, then he could hurry back to the safety of his friends and focus on making a better impression when they went out for dinner. He could feel Paul and John watching him as he walked, doing nothing to help his nerves. Ringo hoped George would spot him to save him the awkwardness of having to interrupt whatever conversation he was having. The man was leaning into George's ear, whispering something that warranted a laugh. Maybe this was too personal of a moment for Ringo to interrupt, he debated turning around and heading to the bar before he stopped dead in his tracks.

The man had pulled George in for a kiss, a heated one at that. For a second Ringo hoped George would pull away, that the whole thing had been some strange misunderstanding, but he didn't; he only leaned in closer. Ringo couldn't move, he was stood uncomfortably close to them at this point but his body refused to walk away.

"What the fuck..." Ringo let out unintentionally, his brain practically screaming at him.

His presence didn't go unnoticed, George pulled away and turned to see where the words were coming from and his face dropped in an instant. The two of them looked at one another for a painfully long time, the other man quickly grew suspicious and then angry.

"You got a problem?" He asked in a rough voice, his hand still around George's waist. "Because if you d-"

"Shut the fuck up." George silenced him curtly, not breaking his eyes away "Ringo, I can explain."

Ringo tried to think of something to say, anything, but words entirely failed him. He felt tears beginning to form in his eyes, the only positive being that he seemed to have regained control of his legs and soon he was sprinting straight back into the club all the way to the entrance. He felt like throwing up, like screaming, like punching someone, anything to get this horrible feeling out of his body. What a fucking embarrassment, his mind replayed over and over. Behind him he could hear the sound of hurried footsteps, whether it was George or Paul or John, he didn't want to know, he just had to be alone. He kept walking, no destination in mind, just needing to get away.

"Ringo!" George called out, but Ringo didn't falter in his forceful movements "Please stop, let me explain. It wasn't what it looked like."

"Really? It looked pretty fucking crystal clear to me." Ringo spat, barely turning his head to speak.

"Please, just hear me out." George was catching up to him, people on the street were beginning to turn and watch.

Ringo turned a corner into an alley to get away from the prying eyes, the darkness seemed to numb his thoughts a little. He felt George's hand grip onto his shoulder to try and turn him around but Ringo remained firm, his mind and heart both racing.

"Leave me alone, George." Ringo's voice was low, rough "I feel embarrassed enough right now."

George kept his hand on Ringo's shoulder "Just listen, please... That guy, he's- He's been asking me out for so long and I figured if I took him out once it would shut him up. I don't like him Ringo... If I had known you were here tonight I never would've kissed him."

Ringo slowly turned around, glad that the darkness would mask the tears in his eyes "What an honest person you are."

"I'm not gonna pretend like I haven't done anything wrong tonight." George spoke softly, trying to balance out the harshness of Ringo's words.

Ringo sighed, unable to look at George directly "No, no you haven't. You don't owe me shit, it's not like we're going out for anything... I have no right to feel as pissed off as I do right now."

George paused, his hand gripping tighter onto Ringo's shoulder "Then why do you?"

Silence.

Ringo noticed Paul and John had caught up with them, standing just around the corner of the alley so that they weren't too visible. Paul looked completely distraught, having to hold back John who was more than ready to get physical. What an absolute mess.

"I really like you George, like too fucking much. Seeing you with that guy just hit me hard... I've never felt so fucking stupid." Ringo tried to speak quieter, he didn't need his friends to hear this.

George's eyes began to tear up, Ringo could only just about tell "Please don't tell me I've fucked this up."

Ringo scoffed "What is there to fuck up? We haven't even been on a date yet, this whole thing is ridiculous."

"I know but... I felt something from the moment I laid eyes on you Ringo, I'm not losing you this easy." George lowered himself somewhat so that they were on the same level.

"You're just saying that." Ringo dismissed, turning his head away.

George prevented him, gently pressing his fingers on Ringo's jaw so that they were facing one another "No, I mean it. Tonight was so fucking stupid, it didn't mean anything. I want you, Ringo, and only you."

Ringo was speechless, the entire thing felt like a strange nightmare that he was waiting to end.

"Please say something." George's voice wavered, it hurt more than anything else.

"I just don't know..." Ringo huffed "I've heard that same line so many times, yet someone always ends up getting hurt."

"But I'm not like anyone else, you said so yourself." George had a better hold on his voice, but the sadness was still evident.

Words escaped Ringo once more, part of him wanted to give in completely but he couldn't ignore the negative voice in the back of his mind that claimed this whole thing was a lie.

"I've never met anyone like you before, and a part of me knows you feel the same way about me." George was practically pleading "I'll never forgive myself if I lose you over this stupid fuckup."

Ringo looked up at him, entirely defeated, the sadness weighing far too heavily on his brain for it to be able to think of anything appropriate to say. George closed the space between them, pressing a forceful kiss onto Ringo's lips. He could taste the tears that had rolled down George's cheeks, the saltiness a bitter reminder. At first Ringo didn't respond at all, his body hardly felt like its own, then he tried to pull away but George remained adamant. As George relaxed more into the kiss, Ringo found that he was too. As though his body was acting without his knowledge, the familiar press of George's lips against his owns was definitely a comforting one. George held onto Ringo tightly, tears still falling from his eyes as he deepened the kiss slightly.

When Ringo tried to pull away once more, George moved away entirely. A sudden noise erupted from the other end of the alley, John and Paul were cheering obnoxiously loud which sent Ringo laughing. George turned alarmed, probably the last thing he'd been expecting as well as wanting to see in this moment. He let out a groan, looking back to Ringo who was already feeling surprisingly better.

"Fuck, they're gonna hate me now, aren't they?" George chuckled weakly, his voice a little croaky.

"I can't promise that they wont." Ringo felt normalcy returning to his body and mind.

A beat of silence passed between them.

"Please tell me we're still on for Friday." George sounded pained.

Ringo struggled to come out with a committed answer.

"Please." George repeated desperately "I'm really gonna make it up to you."

"Oh yeah?" Ringo asked, his voice lightening up a little.

"Anything you want, you name it." George already sounded relieved to get more of a positive response.

"A few things come to mind." Ringo joked, he was far from feeling normal but he was rapidly getting there "Anyway, I should probably go... John and Paul are gonna want the rundown and I'm in desperate need of a spliff and a bed."

George's face tensed a little, Ringo wondered if he felt left out of the intimacy they'd previously shared but he didn't address it "Alright... Again, I'm so sorry. I can't say it enough."

"You can show me how sorry you are on Friday." Ringo shuffled his feet.

"I intend to." George leaned in for a brief kiss, his hand resting on the small of Ringo's back.

Ringo found it difficult to pull away, as though the horrors he'd previously witnessed had never occurred at all. It was even more difficult to leave George in that dark alley, but he managed to get back to Paul and John without turning back. Paul and John both wrapped their hands around one of Ringo's arms, all three of them walking in a random direction to get some distance from the situation.

"You wanna talk about it?" Paul asked gently.

"Not really." Ringo managed a smile "It's all fine now... Let's just get home."

John was quick to order an Uber back to Ringo's, the three of them saying little as they performed the usual ritual of huddling together under a blanket and watching funny videos. It was just the remedy Ringo needed, although he couldn't deny that he missed the presence of a certain someone.