#// wasn't sure what verse you'd prefer this for

[thenten]

@viltrumtraitor liked for a starter!

The Viltrumite's high-speed flight would quite suddenly be intruded upon by a red shape somehow pulling beside (and possibly even a bit ahead) of him in the air, revealing itself as an unfamiliar, manta-like creature remarkably keeping pace next to him.

Clearly not aggressively, though, as it would turn to wave & smile.

"Salutations!" The Aerophibian greeted casually, as if they weren't both currently blasting through the air at incredible speeds. "Don't suppose you can spare the time for some questions? You're clearly in a hurry, but you can trust that I won't be slowing you down.

Awesome cape, by the way!"

[aletheialed]

"Umm... Daddy?"

Trucy's expression is the picture of innocence as she stands, hands held carefully behind her back, beaming up at her father with a smile on her face. In other words - she's definitely up to something. She's sure he's very aware of it, too, but it doesn't worry her - after all, Daddy has somewhat of a mischievous streak himself, and she knows that he knows that whatever she's planing is something he'll ultimately be able to handle.

Still, though. That wide smile and those innocent eyes can only speak to one thing - trouble. But it's actually not what one would expect that she wants to talk about today.

"Are you busy? I have something to show you, you see, and it really can't wait!"

@turnabovt ( starter! )

[handgiven]

@disturbnot liked for a starter .)

creatures in the dark. bristly and possibly rabid. (but really just lost and alone, out in the cold.) it's an instinct, to be moving lower, not closer, squatting upon the ground with an arm tentatively extending towards the eyes glowing, teeth baring. "it's alright," more of an exhale than an actual sentence spoken.

[moneypowerglorymiddleofmiami]

To Vex A Viscount (of seas and torment entry)

based on this ask ♡

— regency era au

summary: simply nothing more could be required of a perfect evening when invited to a masquerade with the pleasure of vexing an easily irritable viscount.

pairing: luke castellan x daughter of poseidon!reader

warnings: none (though please do feel free to inform me if you find any!)

of seas and torment, make do (of seas and torment entry)

⚔°⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You thank the gods for the salvation the mask wrapped around your face offers you. It will not do well if the other gossip-mongers see your distaste for the evening's festivities; they'd call you insolent, and you simply couldn't have that if you wished to find a husband.

Truly, you'd prefer readying yourself for a long night of restful slumber than being forced to simper and be delightful in the presence of the ton.

"Lady Jackson." You turn at the sound of your name, the voice all too familiar for you to mistake his identity even with the elaborate mask of golden feathers hiding his features.

"Lord Castellan." You acknowledge the viscount with a pleasant tone, though you were well-aware that the niceties shared between the both of you were merely for show. "Good evening."

"I wasn't expecting your presence tonight." Luke continues, speaking as he moves to stand closer to you. You take a deliberate step away from him, weary of anyone who might get the wrong idea.

"Neither was I." You answer truthfully. "But my mama and brother insisted on our attendance."

He looks down at you in amusement. "I do hope the soiree is to your liking."

"Of course." You nod, taking a sip from the beverage cradled in between your gloved fingers. "Lady Castellan always throws such magnificent balls."

You look for his mother amidst the crowds, her grin wide and welcoming as she conversed with your own.

Luke hums. "It was my idea to make it a masquerade. I hear it's quite fashionable in Italy."

"Ah, that must explain its banality." You twist your mouth. It was definitely a rude response, but Luke, at least once in the years you've known him, has never been offended by your brazen remarks. He took all of them in good humor.

He snorts. "I think it's rather romantic."

"And what do you know of romance, my lord?" You turn to him, eyes glinting in the candlelight as you begin to tease him. "Do enlighten me. You seem to be quite well-versed on the topic now that you've returned from your travels. I assume the continent must have been good to the matters of your heart."

He glances down at you from his peripheral. "It was. Very much, actually."

You raise an eyebrow, an invitation (or provocation) for him to speak more. He doesn't elaborate further.

You turn your attention elsewhere instead, watching as several young ladies are led onto the dance floor by the gentleman. The first few notes of a quadrille hum through the air.

"May I write my name on your dance card?" He asks after a moment, his eyes intently looking at the paper that dangled from a ribbon around your wrist.

You looked up at him, eyes wide in surprise. "Me?"

"Surely, you will not have me dance with Percy?" He responds with pursed lips. His hand rises to pinch your card in between his fingers. He raises his brow for confirmation.

Your eyes narrow instantly. Your tone is near accusatory when you voice your confusion. "Why, may I ask, should you wish to dance with me?"

"Must I need a reason to?" He counters.

"Seeing as we've been at each other's throats throughout the entire season, I would assume so, yes." You nod your head. He was acting out of sorts, and it was terribly bothersome. Ever since he returned from abroad, there has been an evident shift in his attitude, more so in his treatment of you. "I believe I am owed an explanation."

You clear your throat, adding: "Perhaps you've taken a sip too many of your whiskey."

"Shall I breathe in your face to prove my sobriety?" Luke remarks dryly. "Indulge me for old times' sake. We learned to dance together, after all."

Memories of a sweltering july tucked in your family's country home came in a vague recollection— guests invited over to stay for a short retreat, taking daily swims in the bay, relaxing underneath a canopy of trees, munching on more sweets tinted blue than you could ever consume again, and a disgruntled gentleman teaching (or at least attempting to) you and Luke the beginning sequences of a routine.

He stands with an arm against his hip, his gaze neutral but his fidgeting made you aware of his impatience. You squinted your eyes as if in thought, aiming to irk him further.

"Vexing woman," He mutters underneath his breath as he grabs the drinking glass from your hold and gingerly places it on top of a cabinet. He takes your hand in his and leads you to the dancefloor just as a waltz is announced.

"Another gentleman's name could have been written on my card." You chastise him. He stretches your clasped hands to the side, his other hand moving to rest at your waist. Though you've not danced with him in a long time, your other hand immediately lays on his shoulder. Both of your feet move in tandem, limbs moving gracefully without much thought.

"I highly doubt it. You've been keeping to yourself the entire evening." He sniffs to dismiss your point. "I must admit, I found it difficult to discern where you ended and the wallpaper began."

You step on his foot. He groans. You smile.

He guides you through practiced circles around the dance floor, never missing a step or beat. His eyes bore into yours, a deep brown that reminded you of chocolate ganache and dancing flames, of warm summers and breezy evenings, of playful goading and a mutual respect, of innocence and an imperciptible heat you've not paid any mind too up until his return.

"You look very lovely." He says abruptly, soft like a whisper; almost as if he had no intention of speaking the thought aloud.

"What?" You reply in disbelief.

"Unfortunate that such a pretty face should belong to a woman with such faulty hearing." He sighs mockingly, murmuring under his breath but loud enough for you to hear. You attempt to step on his foot again, but he moves just in time with an omniscient grin. He repeats his words with more clarity. "I said you look very lovely."

"I..." You struggle for a response. You avert your gaze, blushing. "Thank you."

The music slowly comes to an end and as you separate to bow, he seizes your hand once more. He places a gentle kiss on the back of your glove before turning your palm. His eyes lock on yours as he bends down to kiss your wrist, his lips meeting your pulse. You feel your heartbeat become more erratic with each moment his gaze lingers.

"Well done, sister." Percy claps his hands from behind you. Luke stands straighter, though his lotions are more fluid. "This is the first time I've seen you dance without tripping on your own feet."

"Oh, shut up." You huff, pushing him back into the crowd. Luke follows behind you with a chuckle, his fingers dancing with the ribbon dangling at the back of your frock.

taglist: @ryujinraven (SORRY POOKIE IT SLIPPED MY MIND)

[akutasoda]

i saw requests are reopening!! if it's not too much trouble, could i ask for ranpo, yosano & whoever else with a reader who has bad insomnia and can't sleep?

thank you ^^

sleepless nights with you

synopsis - how are they when you have insomnia

includes - ranpo, yosano, fyodor

warnings - gn!reader, reader has insomnia..., fluff, wc - 530

a/n: it's actually very ironic you sent this request as i currently have insomnia- had it for two weeks now rrr not fun :(

ranpo edogawa ★↷

↪for the greatest detective in the world, he wouldn't exactly know how to help with insomnia. all his ideas were what he would do and that probably wouldn't help you much. so he does turn to get advice from yosano.

↪his initial reaction would be to scoff at her advice. ranpo understood that you should adhere to her words but having scheduled bedtimes and such seemed boring. but it wasn't for him, it was for you. and he wanted you to cure your insomnia as quickly as possible.

↪naturally ranpo would help you as much as he could. he kept your room dark, he made sure it was as comfortable as possible - he enjoyed that the most as ranpo quite liked how comfy your room had begun, the perfect place to cuddle up with you.

↪yosano's suggested bedtimes went largely ignored by him, and you as a result. but every night without fail, ranpo always was beside you. talking with you, eating sweets and such. helping you drift off slowly but surely.

akiko yosano ★↷

↪as the agency's designated physician/doctor, she would be the best person to go to for any issue. from simple colds to serious injuries, she would always heal them for her coworkers and especially you. although insomnia isn't exactly something that can be cured in similar ways.

↪fortunately, she was still well versed in methods that could help you - making sure your room is dark and quiet, your surroundings are comfortable, following bedtime routines etc.

↪and yosano could make sure to enforce it with you. it wasn't that she was trying to be mean or anything, yosano just wanted to help cure your insomnia as quickly as possible as it definitely wasn't something you wanted.

↪she'd help set up your room to be darker and make sure it was comfortable. she'd talk to you and help keep your mind off things to then hopefully see you get tired quicker. yosano would even enforce a regular bedtime to make sure that even if you had a rough night, you got a decent amount of sleep.

fyodor dostoevsky ★↷

↪it would probably be safe to assume that he has had quite a few run ins with insomnia himself - or at least something similar. so when you approached him about your insomnia, he definitely could give you some advice (and help you enforce the ways put in place to help you)

↪he'd start insisting you go to bed earlier and he would make sure of it. fyodor wasn't being mean about it, he just wanted you to cure your insomnia as quick as possible - he would excuse all your grumbling and complaints at first.

↪fyodor also built up a habit of bringing you tea or whatever drink you'd prefer, as long as it was sensible, to then sit with you until you fell asleep before returning to work. it didn't matter if you got up again as he would just help you go back to sleep.

taglist - @little-miss-chaoss, @vi-chan07

[wifehalo]

what if shen jiu came to sv-verse, like luo bingge had?

there is an accompanying drabble underneath. cw: mentions of wounds.

Yue Qingyuan is on his way to go meet with Liu Qingge to discuss something related to a mission when he spots him.

Across the pathway, staring up at Qing Jing Peak, is a rather disheveled Shen Qingqiu.

His hair is unbound, whipping about in the harsh wind. His robes seem… different from what he prefers now. When his sleeves lift due to the breeze, he spots scars and bruises littering the skin exposed by the movement. When his hair blows to a side, torn earlobes reveal themselves.

It's this sight that finally causes Yue Qingyuan to startle and immediately start making his way towards the man.

How could he have gotten hurt this way? That husband of his, half-demon or not, would never let anything even scratch him. Nor would he let his beloved come out in such a state.

"Shidi, what are those wounds? Where is…"

When he starts speaking, the man turns around. Yue Qingyuan's voice dies in his throat, words vaporizing into nothing.

Shen Qingqiu is in terrible shape. Scars and bruises litter his skin, his throat has bruises that indicate strangling, and most shockingly: his right eye has terrible, thick scarring all around it.

"Oh?" says Shen Qingqiu.

His eyes immediately shift when he recognises who it is standing before him. Venom that Yue Qingyuan hasn't seen in years seeps into his eyes. A sharp smile makes any softness on his face vanish. Yue Qingyuan feels as if he's been plunged into icy waters.

"... So it's A-Jiu–"

"Do not call me that!" Snaps the man immediately, voice cutting through the cold wind and spearing Yue Qingyuan where he stood. "Do not speak to me. Go away, leave."

"But… Qingqiu, how are you… what happened?"

"Like I'd ever tell the likes of you. You seem to be doing rather well. I was shown how this world was doing. How nice. How sweet. How sickening."

Yue Qingyuan can't even find it in him to call his name. Shen Qingqiu laughs, its cruel undercurrent cutting Yue Qingyuan's heart into thousands of pieces. Shen Qingqiu hugs himself against the bite of the wind. He looks so… small. His clothes pool around his body, his wrists are bony. What exactly had happened?

Shen Qingqiu looks up again, eyes raging infernos. "It's amazing, really. Zhangmen-shixiong, you wasted no time moving on after I died. Did you even recognise that 'I' had changed? Or were you so happy that I became nice and kind, that I had turned over a new leaf, that you didn't care if it wasn't me anymore? How nice for you. How very nice."

"Qingqiu, that isn't –" Yue Qingyuan wants to counter his words, even if he doesn't really have anything to counter them with.

He really hadn't checked to make sure who it was inside of Shen Qingqiu's body. He'd just been happy the man was alive, and that he seemed to have… forgiven him. Even if it was more forgetting than forgiving. Fortunately or unfortunately, Shen Qingqiu doesn't seem to want him to speak. He cuts in again, walking closer to him.

"This 'me' started smiling at you, so you never bothered to question it, is it? Because you got what you wanted. A 'Shen Qingqiu' that didn't go to brothels, didn't punish his disciples, didn't fight with his sect siblings. One that didn't ignore you, one that smiled at you like you'd never done anything wrong. Did you ever wonder what happened to me? Or were you too happy?"

Yue Qingyuan doesn't say anything. He can't. He can't refute those words without lying, and his shidi had always seen through his lies with ease. So he hangs his head down and holds his breath. He sees Shen Qingqiu's bare feet (he didn't have shoes on?) come into his view and keeps his head down.

"Qi-ge," comes Shen Qingqiu's honeyed, poisoned voice. "Would you like to know? What it was like? Do you want to know at least now, when your xiao-Jiu has forced you to think about him?"

A hand, bony and scarred and healed wrong comes into view. It's cold when it touches his cheek. His head is tilted up just enough for Shen Qingqiu to make eye contact with him. The smile on his face is soft now, like he'd never grown up from when it was just him and his Qi-ge, and no human trafficking ring, no Qiu Manor, no Cang Qiong Sect. But his eyes are cold and dark, like an iced-over lake.

A hand tightens around his neck. Nails press dangerously close to his jugular. If blood is drawn, he doesn't know. His entire neck feels numb.

"I'll show you. Because I'm so nice, because I like Qi-ge, I'll show you. I learned this trick especially for you."

Shen Qingqiu's other hand comes up to cover his eyes, and he's lost in the throes of visions.

[reggies-eyeliner]

𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐏𝐒 (CLOSED)!

OPEN 2/26-2/24<3!! (5 SLOTS LEFT! [2/19/23])

I have not done matchups in ages but THEN I WATCHED Lockwood & Co?? I had this whole epiphany like. WRITING THESE WERE SO FUN HELLO?? matchups will be open from 2/16-2/24! please read through all of the rules :D If a submission doesn't fill out all the requirements, I am more likely to push it off until later, so please make sure to read it carefully! I SWEAR IM NOT GONNA MAKE IT TOO COMPLICATED OKOK LETS DO THIS VAMANOS&lt;333!

(AND YES PLATONIC MATCH UPS ARE OPEN FOR MY AROSPEC/QPR/PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP LOVING BABES GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW)

THIS IS LIKE A BUFFET. PICK AND CHOOSE WHAT YOU WANT BABES MWAHAHAHA

FANDOMS (up to two*):

across the spider-verse*

most animated movies (httyd, bh6, rotg^^)

lockwood & co*

stranger things

julie and the phantoms

avatar: the last airbender

the legend of korra

rottmnt**

voltron: legendary defenders

haikyuu

* i've only watched the series so far + i'm about to start the comics/books (and very excited to omg) !! just an fyi that my pairings will most likely revolve more around the characters featured in the series IM SORRY I SWEAR I'LL GET TO THE BOOKS/COMICS ASAP

**exclusively platonic matchups preferred/qpr!

TYPES OF MATCHUPS:

the classic: submit in matchup information + get paired with (a) romantic partner(s)! in return for the matchup information, you will receive: a 1x3 moodboard, one song + a hefty list of headcanons + a mix-and-match randomized trope explanation! (ex: a blurb about sharing a bed, first time meeting, fake dating confession scene ; ~100 words!)

the Fave Homie(s)™: platonic matchups (my personal fave MWAHAHA)! you'll get paired with as many characters as you'd like<3!! in return for matchup information, you will receive: a 1x3 moodboard, one song + a hefty list of headcanons + incorrect quotes describing your dynamic between you and your found family/best bro<3

customized schedule: submit what your schedule looks like throughout any day of the week (up to two) + matchup information (platonic or romantic), you will receive: an hourly schedule on what life is like with said character i match you with + the aspects of your life with them! (ex: 8am, wake up by their side + they make you coffee blah blah blah), + a song for each moment of the day to describe your dynamic :D

MATCHUP INFORMATION:

name + preferred gender(s) to be paired with

preferred fandom (up to two are okay, but please let me know which one you'd like me to focus on more!)

platonic and/or romantic + polycule preference etc + preferred age group!!

you can include your sexuality if you'd like to (only if you want me to touch on the aspect on how your matchup will support you because. yeah<3)

giving + receiving love languages

hobbies, talents, things that make you you (think: if this wasn't in my life, how different would i be?)

mbti/zodiac (optional)

personality, how you handle difficult situations

what consist of a good memory for you

favorite songs + music taste/colors/any kind of aesthetics!!

anything that brings you comfort/anything that doesn't give you comfort (can be about a relationship or just in life :-D)

OTHER RULES?

preferably off anon! i'd love to talk to you more after the matchup submission as well MWAHHAHA<333 if you're planning on being anon, an emoji anon would be p cool so we can chat more!

as i'm also a busy student, i will prioritize school-- if you submit a matchup, please be prepared to have up to anywhere from a 1-14 day wait! i'll send you a message that i got your ask hehe

you should totally use a pick up line in my ask box i enjoy pick up lines so much.

OTHER THAN THAT MAN write as much/little as you'd like!

[smpgta-ptls]

I'm here for my monthly post (though I think I'll start being more active here again)

I've been into genshin lately, and I suddenly had that thought, what visions would the black clover characters have?

So here are what visions I think the bc characters would have and why, just for funsies ! Also a disclaimer, the reasons for gaining visions are just what I've searched. I'm not 100% sure if it's canon but I'll go with it for now.

(we're going with Asta, Noelle, Julius, and Mereoleona for today. Maybe I'll do some other characters at some point, ask for characters if you'd like.)

Asta

Geo Vision. At first I thought this guy would have an electro vision because they're given out to people who are perceived as different, and given how Asta has no magic at all and ultimately stands out in the bc-verse, I think that his perseverance to achieve his goal of being wizard king shines out more compared to his magicless-ness.

Geo Visions are characterized by having a very goal someone wants to achieve, it's like fulfilling a contract to achieve that goal in a sense (based on what I've read), and Black Clover as a whole basically revolves on Asta's journey and his determination to becoming wizard king. He's always going "I'm not done yet!" And he's never going to be done until he completes the "contract" he made with himself and to yuno as a kid, not until he either becomes wizard king or proves to everyone that he doesn't need magic to be successful.

Noelle

My baby, my lovely, my number one in everything. My poor princess is getting an anemo vision.

Anemo Visions are characterized by a person wanting to achieve, or who has already achieved, what they perceive as freedom. Noelle has many things that she wants to be free from— the guilt of being the one to 'kill' her mother, the expectations (or lack thereof) of her siblings, or just the terrible shitshow of a life she's had so far. It was also shown from the magic knights exam itself (wherein Nozel tells her that her path is set in stone, and that she has no choice but to go with the bulls) that Noelle doesn't really have much of a say in things, and not much freedom to choose for herself what she wants to do.

Noelle has always been a follower and was never really independent in making choices for her life until she entered the bulls (even then it's like she's not used to making her own choices, so she usually looks at what the bulls do for guidance). There's also that bonus cliché of anemo characters having someone close to them dying, which in Noelle's case it'd be Acier.

Julius

This guy is a dendro user, definitely. At first I thought his passion for magic would give him a pyro vision, but then I realized that his passion is for knowledge. To know the inner workings of the elements and magical technology, and he regularly goes out of his way and avoids his duties just to learn more about as much diverse magic types as he can.

Dendro Visions are characterized by people who seek out knowledge/wisdom, which I think fits Julius perfectly.

Mereoleona

To be honest, it was difficult for me to decide what vision Mereo would have, and in the end I settled for either an electro vision or an anemo vision. All I knew is that it definitely wasn't pyro— and no, it's not because her magic is already fire.

"but Mereo is passionate about getting stronger." And she is! It's one of the main reasons she left clover in the first place. But the thing is, while she does enjoy getting stronger and fighting strong opponents, it is not her sole passion. She left Vermillion Palace because she was a free soul and did not want to be restricted by the duty of being the eldest, or the duty of being a royal in general. The rules set in place in clover also restricting her from growing in the way she wants to. She found following the rules to be too stuffy and was a very free spirit who preferred to take a journey by herself and discover what she could. Mereoleona is not someone that likes being tied down to one place and wants the freedom of going wherever life takes her. By leaving the duties of being captain to her brother and leaving clover, she had in a sense achieved what she sees as freedom, and I think that rewards her an anemo vision.

But I think that electro would suit her as well. Electro visions are characterized by someone being set apart/ notably different from the norm (ex; razor, who was raised by wolves, keqing, who doesn't believe in the existence/divinity of gods, beidou, who defeated a sea beast w/o a vision, etc.) Which is why I thought Asta to be electro at first. Mereoleona would suit an electro vision, I think, because her desire and thirst for strong opponents just ultimately transcends that of a normal humans. After getting her grimoire she essentially became a hermit that lived in the wild, and so the way her personality shaped and how she is as a whole is so wildly different from how people usually are, from how nobles usually are.

So yeah those are my takes and boy did I have fun writing all that. :DD

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

"So I've heard you've had issues with being called certain names? Is that correct?" the demon purrs, "Well do I have something for you-" he opens his coat and there's so many things, "I've got a powder that'll help you put muscle on those bones, an audiobook course that'll help you become the alpha male of your dreams. Oh! Perhaps you'd prefer something to go under your clothes to make your muscles more prominent?"- Yijun

═══ UNPROMPTED INTERACTIONS ═══ MODERN VERSE

"And you are--woah WOAH! I'm a taken man---" Robin's breath hitched as his hands flew up to cover his eyes from the opening cut, peeking out for a moment for relief to swell up in him - okay so this stranger wasn't flashing him. Thank God-- he did not feel like opening his mace this early in the day. The assistant lowered his hands after a few seconds, visibly deflating as a sigh left his lips and he listened to what this person was trying to sell him, his brow quirking up in confusion.

"Alpha Male? That is some weird cishet shit...I'm not about that life, stranger."

Robin brushed past him with a curious glance back as his eyes flicked down to his arms and he squeezed his forearm experimentally; he flexed it slightly and nodded when he was satisfied with the way it grew taut and strong. Sure, he went to the gym every other day but...did he really come across as some weird dude who wanted to score chicks, be a douchebag and be whatever the hell an "alpha male" was? Robin always thought he gave off a slightly-homosexual-stuck-in-a-jazz-club sort of vibe...He flicked out his phone,

[ 11:01am Robin -> Birthday Boy ]: Do I come across as a dude-bro

[ 11:01am Robin -> Birthday Boy ]: If I do how do I fix it

[lfthinkerwrites]

Character development time: What the is the kill count and attitude towards murder of: Selina, Edward, Jon, and Ivy?

Ooh, I just keep getting the fun questions! Ok, here goes:

Selina: Selina's attitude towards killing, theoretically at least, is that she doesn't have a no-kill rule. She is willing to kill in self-defense cases, or if someone's just that awful. In practice though? Selina doesn't like it. She'll exhaust all of her other options before killing someone. Her body count, if she has one, I imagine is in the low single digits.

Edward: Moving down the morality scale is Edward. Edward has a body count in the double digits, usually as a consequence of his games with Batman, though in a few cases, he has personally murdered people who have double-crossed him, or who were threatening to kill him. He usually left that to Query and Echo, as he thought it was messy. He didn't go out of his way to kill people though, and wasn't really violent in his crimes until later in his criminal career, when his mental health began spiraling. His current attitude in the verse is that he won't kill because he doesn't want to go back to jail. And he's slowly but surely discovering the concept known as empathy.

Jonathan: Like Edward, Jonathan isn't necessarily out to kill people. In fact, he prefers to keep his subjects alive as long as possible to study their fear. Unlike Edward, however, Jonathan is a sadist. Edward will end it quickly with a bullet between the eyes. Jonathan will draw it out and watch you scream until your last breath. And he has no care whatsoever about the collateral damage he causes with his fear toxin. His body count is considerably larger, approaching the triple digits.

Ivy: You'd think that Ivy, with her attitude towards human life and the lack of value she places in it would have the highest body count of all. Actually, she's right between Edward and Jonathan. Ivy will dispose of people if she needs to without a second thought, but she's also not quite as disconnected from her humanity as she lets on.

[aspd-culture]

This is a system-specific aspd question - if an alter is regularly showing empathetic (or seemingly empathetic/caring) behaviors and feelings and general selflessness/pro-social instincts but the rest of the system doesn’t, does that mean that the system as a whole doesn’t have aspd if that alter also doesn’t present with those symptoms? Could having an alter who doesn’t remember the trauma and abuse or have any reason to have developed anti-socially negate the possibility of having aspd? Idk, with the emotional amnesia and general dissociative behaviors, it’s hard to figure out if we have it or not because of that particular detail. Like obviously those that do present anti socially developed the way we did as a direct result to what we experienced, but they feel fuzzy and separate and I can’t even tell if the aspd is there too and they just Mimic pro social behaviors to protect the system or what. Not asking for a dx or professional input, it’s just, fuzzy??? It feels like a fuzzy boundary and I don’t know how to tell when system things (like emotional amnesia and regular dissociative amnesia) can skew our perceptions of what symptoms alters present or don’t present, especially if there’s poor communication.

Cw: for clarity I will be using the language to describe system members that anon used in the ask (alter) as that is most comfortable for me so no one is confused and bc that is my preferred term as well. I will still use the term system member when making posts not replying to asks or if the person in the ask uses terms besides alter.

So the first thing is to make sure you're trying to figure out what exactly they're feeling vs their behaviors appearing empathetic. That's because you otherwise are likely to mistake an alter who has helping with masking ASPD as part of their role/area of expertise with an alter without symptoms. Anecdotally, the few systems I've talked to with ASPD as well as my own system have all had at least one alter who can mask so well you'd assume they were prosocial and in fact may appear over-empathetic, but as we know, how they appear can be much different than what they feel since *appearing* empathetic is a very learnable behavior especially through cognitivr empathy. (That was a massive runon sentence but I am a lil sleepy and cannot figure out how to break it up rn.)

That said, I hope I have mentioned this before while speaking about systems and ASPD, but in case I haven't I wanna make sure I'm clear about it.

Not every alter in the system has to fully present every one of the criteria. In other words, if each alter was taken and placed in their own body, it is very possible that none or only one/a few would actually meet the criteria for ASPD on their own. That's because many symptoms of ASPD are things that may trigger certain alters out. It is very unlikely, for example, that every alter will meet the aggression criteria because generally that is something that warrants one or multiple alters versed in handling anger/aggression/fights. Every system works differently, and in some every single alter may qualify for ASPD individually, but that wasn't what I meant when I said if the brain has it then every one has it.

What I meant was that every alter will show significant signs of ASPD of some variety. No one will be entirely without symptoms or not have ASPD if the brain does. But some of those symptoms may be split up between alters while others are neurological (social center development) and must be consistent. Affective empathy would, as far as I know, have to be consistent amongst alters for the system if it is low or none, but there is such a thing as fluctuating empathy in singlets so there may be in alters as well.

I feel like I'm not being very concise so to shorten it, just because every alter has to have ASPD symptoms for the system to have ASPD does not mean that every alter has to have *every* ASPD symptom. I just mean that there can't be a difference of true neurological development (as per our current understanding of how DID affects the brain) that would make one alter not have a personality disorder entirely while some or the rest of the alters do.

I really hope this makes sense. Follow up asks are totally welcome if not.

[amberjazmyn]

leaving

𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - leaving 

𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - tears, people leaving and others almost leaving but not actually 

𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - with the lyrics of westlife's song "leaving" we will see all four of the male cast of supernatural deal with someone they love leaving them or on the verge of leaving, a verse or line or two of the song describing it

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - this was just an idea that came from the top of my head that i've had for a while but not in this format and whilst it is labelled like an imagine/one-shot it's going to be formatted like a preference where i'm going to have all the boys names sectioned with the little one-shot with the lyric in bold italics and it'll be written in lowercase. 

masterlist listen to "leaving here!

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jensen ackles: 

watching the clock on the wall, been a while since you called. i can't help but wait, it's late and i can't get no sleep, something's different this time, it just doesn't feel right. 

jensen knew something wasn't right. it was late at night and he was focused on the clock on his wall, it had been a while since you had called and he couldn't help but just wait for you to come home, it was late at night and the actor couldn't get himself to fall asleep. he could tell that something was different this time, it just didn't feel right and he couldn't put his finger on it. 

you had left for work and said you weren't sure what time you'd get off work. it was a lie, you did know what time but, you didn't want jensen to know that. you had been acting strange lately and you had hoped that jensen hadn't picked up on it. you hoped that but, you knew he had picked up on it, even though he was busy with supernatural, he still knew how to keep tabs on you and to make sure you were okay. the reason why you were acting strange was that you had been given a promotion with your job and that meant you had to leave austin, texas. not just austin but the whole of texas and the states entirely and, you didn't know how to deal with it so, you requested from your boss, who gave you the promotion idea, if you could take some time with your response. after getting the thumbs up saying you could take your time with your decision, you started to weigh out your options. was this promotion a good idea? you'd be getting paid more money, you'd be getting to live in and all around europe and meet new people, you'd be regarded as one of the best employees in your workplace but, then you had the cons of this promotion. sure, you'd be getting paid more money but, only by an extra two american dollars so, not really a hell of a lot more, you'd be living in and all around europe without jensen and your family and in all honesty, getting to be regarded as one of the best employees in your workplace really didn't appeal to you as it did to others in your job who had been offered the same promotion. 

the reason why you lied to jensen and told him that you didn't know what time you were clocking off was because you had made a decision about the job promotion. you were going to decline it and then you were going to explain to jensen everything about the promotion and why you'd been so distant the very next morning since it was already so late. however, you didn't expect jensen to still be awake by the time you had come home...

"...jensen, babe, what are you still doing awake? you should be asleep, don't you have a meeting with singer and dabb tomorrow?" you squeaked out worriedly, dropping your work bag to the ground as you saw your wide-awake boyfriend sitting up in your shared bed, a book in his hand, telling you this was his last resort since he had done everything else before deciding to reach for a book 

"i do have a meeting with robert, andrew and the cast tomorrow but that's not until lunchtime and it's only, three o'clock in the morning right now, i should be fine...besides, why are you home so late? how long were you working for today?" jensen responded with a shoulder shrug, as he started to fight sleep and you smiled softly with a pinch of guilt 

"i was working from six am to just after eleven pm. i...i was in a meeting with my boss towards the end of it because, he had, a couple of weeks ago, offered me a job promotion and i..." 

"...a job promotion? babe, that's amazing! what did you say? please tell me you said yes!" jensen was happy and proud of you until he saw the way your face changed and your head shake

"umm, i...i said no, jay..." you trailed off as jensen pouted with confusion, placing the book down on his bedside table as he grabbed your hands 

"...what, why did you say no? what was the job promotion exactly?" jensen questioned, genuinely showing interest and no annoyance or anger that you had declined the offer 

"i said no because the promotion was me having to leave austin and the states entirely and move to live in and around europe for i don't know how long with only a two dollar money increase when it's converted from euros and i wasn't allowed to bring you with me because they brought up the fact that you'd be filming in vancouver the majority of the time so it didn't make sense for me to bring you when all the other employee's who were bringing their spouses would also be doing similar things but, said no to me bringing you because of your "celebrity" job..." you trailed off, embarrassed that you had waited all this time to tell jensen but, he wasn't mad at all, he was just devastated that you were going through all this and all he was worried about was the thought that you were going to break up with him 

"...oh, babe, that's...that's why you were acting so strange..." jensen whispered as you sheepishly nodded your head as you moved closer as jensen opened his arms for a hug 

"...mhm, i'm sorry babe, i...i should have told you from the very beginning and i shouldn't have hidden it from you, i wasn't think..." 

"...babe, stop it! it's okay! i could tell you were on edge and, i genuinely had no idea it was over a new job promotion, i thought you were going to break up with me..." jensen trailed off in his own wave of embarrassment as that made you give him a weird look as he chuckled softly and nodded his head 

"...you what? you thought i was going to break up with you? jensen ross ackles, my darling, you are wronger than wrong! i would never break up with you! i was just acting strange because i was so worried about this job promotion and how my boss would react if i said no but he, he understood and apologised for even offering it to me. especially when he knew i would have most likely said no to it anyway when he mentioned i wouldn't be allowed to bring you with me..." you trailed off as jensen chuckled and shook his head, his hand rubbing his face as exhaustion finally took over him 

"...m'sorry babe, i shouldn't have jumped to that conclusion..." jensen mumbled with exhaustion as he started to fight sleep as you giggled 

"...it's okay babe! but, i think it's time we go to sleep since it's nearly three thirty and you have that meeting in the afternoon," you whispered as jensen nodded his head, thankful that he had placed his book down on his bedside table so he wouldn't end up throwing it into your head in his sleep 

you quickly shed your clothes, keeping your undergarments on and slid into bed, sliding up to jensen perfectly, your bodies intertwined seamlessly as you closed your eyes and within minutes you were knocked out. smiling to yourself that you stood your ground at your work and said no to leaving your boyfriend for a lousy job promotion that wouldn't be that good, it being in europe the only good thing about it. 

jared padalecki: 

have we broken in two? am i really gonna lose you tonight? you come walking in, tears in your eyes pretending like it's alright

you knew you had messed up and you couldn't have been any more apologetic to jared but, you just knew that what you did was unfixable. you and jared's relationship had broken into two and, you were really going to lose him tonight all because of a stupid, drunken mistake you had made. you had watched jensen walking in, tears in his eyes pretending like it was all okay. even though you knew it wasn't. you couldn't take back what you had done but what you could do was reassure jared that it wasn't his fault and take accountability for your mistake. because you two had both promised each other that if either of you fucked up in the relationship, the both of you would take accountability and responsibility for your actions and mistakes, however, this one was the worst one you had to take accountability for. you had gone out to some pubs after a supernatural cast wrap for some celebratory drinks and about halfway through, you had lost count of how many you had and you lost your spouse-to-be, jared padalecki of gilmore girls and newly supernatural fame. and you, for some stupid reason, left your drink unattended, leaving for the bathroom which allowed someone to spike your drink and then have sex with them, which, was when you finally came to was nonconsensual since you clearly couldn't say no let alone yes or even explain to the guy that you were clearly engaged to be married in the next couple of months. 

however, it seemed as though that guy saw your engagement ring but gave no shits because he didn't see jared, your spouse-to-be so, he thought it was irrelevant and he continued to rape you. thankfully, when jared saw what happened, he could tell that something wasn't right and once you had sobered up the next day, he let you explain your side of the story since it was the first time this situation of "cheating" had happened in your entire relationship. 

but this was when it got heartbreaking because, whilst jared understood that you hadn't purposefully cheated on him [even though rape isn't classed as cheating] and was raped, he was left at a crossroads because he didn't know whether to let it go entirely and continue your guys' engagement and then wedding or to call it off entirely. but, after a very emotional conversation with his parents and your parents where he broke down in tears, both sets of parents told him to go with the feeling that was in his heart, not his head because his heart knew better than his head did. he then consulted his new castmate and best friend, jensen ackles and he said the same thing that his parents and his to-be parents-in-law all said so, it seemed as though jared had made his decision about whether or not to continue your guys' engagement and relationship...

...and it was for the relationship and the wedding to be called off because he felt as though, right now, in this very moment two months before the wedding and a month after the incident, he couldn't bring himself to marry you. and that was because just thinking about the fact that you were put in such a compromising situation where he couldn't save you and help you get out of it made him think that in this very season of his life, he felt like because of how fast life with supernatural was going, he wouldn't be able to protect you every single day. and that was why he made the heartbreaking decision to call everything off but with the hope that maybe a couple of years down in the future you two would reunite and jared would go down on bended knee and ask you to marry him again. but, for right now, he couldn't go through with the wedding and it tore his heart into pieces to even tell you that but, you understood and you were thankful that jared never got mad about the incident and was everything that was helpful to making sure you hadn't gotten pregnant from this man or was given any std's or anything else that this man that raped you could have given to you. 

so, right now, you looked at jared for one last time. there were tears in his eyes as he had all of his bags packed ready for him to leave the house that you two had bought together just after you announced your engagement. he had assured you that you were still best friends but that he needed space to think and to be in supernatural and that this space would also, in time, be helpful for you. he also assured that he'd be moving back in with jensen and that he wouldn't stop communicating with you either. he loved you way too much to completely cut you out of his life and you thanked him for that after assuring him that you too loved him too much to cut him out of your life as well. 

"...so, this is it, jared. you're leaving..." you trailed off as seeing jared's teary eyes made you get teary and you hated how much of an empathetic crier you were as jared smiled sadly 

"...mhm, i'm leaving...i...i'm so sorry i wasn't there on that night, i didn't even know where you were and i panicked but, even though i panicked, i still didn't even try to look for you until jensen found you...and i just, want to apologise for how long it took me to find you. if only i had found you sooner, this wouldn't be happening and i..." 

"...jared, don't apologise. it's not your fault at all, it's my fault for even getting so drunk to the point that i stupidly left my drink unattended in the first place. that's why i was put in that position in the first place. my drink was spiked because i stupidly gave some access to do so. but, that's in the past and this is present and, we need to focus on that because, if we don't focus on this moment right here, we never will and then that's just going to cause us even more pain..." you trailed off as jared nodded his head as he wiped away a tear from his cheek 

"...i'm sorry for calling off the engagement and our wedding but, just know that it won't be forever. i'm only leaving for a short time to reel myself back in and see what happens with supernatural but, then, i'll come back to you, i promise. i...i lo..." 

jared broke down as he tried to tell you he loved you for one last time and you didn't do anything but pull him in for a hug. nodding your head, you knew what he was trying to say because you were going to say the same thing. you loved jared more than you cared to admit to anyone apart from your family and friends. you loved jared more than you had loved any man in your entire life. but you knew that you had to say goodbye to this love for a little bit and only until that little bit was over and then he'd come back and he'd propose to you all over again and then you'd have that dream wedding that the two of you had planned to have in france. 

"...you don't have to say it jared, i know that you love me because i love you too. i love you more than i've ever loved anyone and i love you more than i would ever admit to anyone... just, stay safe babe and, have fun with jensen and the show and, i'll see you soon..." you tearfully trailed off and pulled out of the hug as jared nodded his head, wiping away his tears as he took in a big deep breath 

"...please keep those rings safe, it breaks my heart that i'm not bringing them with me. and please, keep yourself safe, it'd kill me if i came back to you and you were hurting still. okay, i gotta go now but, i love you so much and i'll see you real soon..." jared's voice broke off at the end as he let out a sob as he shook his head and opened the door, and left

he left without turning his head to look back at you because he knew if he did turn to look at you, he never would have turned back again to leave. and he knew he had to leave so that he could come back to you and start it all over again. he left because he wanted to come back to you and have that wedding in france. 

so he left and you just couldn't wait for the day that he was going to walk through those doors again, reintroducing himself to you as jared padalecki, just like he did when you two met for the first time all those years ago as kids on the school playground. 

misha collins: 

here come the sleepless nights, here come the tears i'm gonna cry. here comes the last goodbye leaving us behind, oh this can't be right

misha had been prepared for this when he shouldn't have been. he knew the sleepless nights were coming, he knew the tears he was going to cry were building up and on their way. and he was preparing himself for the last goodbye that was going to leave you and his relationship behind and how incorrect it was. it couldn't be right, he thought your guys' relationship had been perfect. but, in fact, the relationship wasn't perfect and you felt awful. you had been cheating on misha behind his back and you felt disgusted by it. you had always told everyone that you were never the type of girl that would cheat on her boyfriend but, here you were, pacing up and down the lounge room waiting for misha to come home so you could tell him the full story and then break up with him so you wouldn't lead him on anymore. it made you sick to your stomach that you had even fallen in love with the guy that you had met that one random night in a bar after a supernatural cast party. the worst part was, you were all-over misha and had barely touched your drink when this guy had come over and started to flirt with you. you couldn't even use the "excuse" that you were drunk even though being drunk is never an excuse, you were point blank sober and were sitting on your boyfriend, misha's lap, when this guy started flirting with you... and you didn't stop him from flirting with you either, you let him look you up and down, touch you, and make sexual remarks whilst your equally as sober boyfriend, misha was right there and could hear every word of it. 

but that was just how you and the guy had met, that wasn't when the cheating in itself started. that started when misha had nicked off to the bathroom and the guy had given you his number, gesturing you to "call him" as he dipped out of the bar to go to the next one with his horny and equally smashed mates. and, this should have been the moment that you ripped that piece of paper with the man's name on it and stayed faithful to misha but, you didn't. you folded up that piece of paper really small and shoved it into your handbag, a shallow reminder to add that guy's number into your phone contacts later but for that moment, had completely forgotten about it since misha had come back from the bathroom. then a pang of guilt struck you in the stomach, giving you the feeling of a stomach cramp. misha then noticed and told jensen and jared and their partners that the two of you were going to go home since you no longer felt well enough to stay into the early hours of the next morning. they all nodded their heads and wished for you to feel better tomorrow and then you and misha left. that very same night, you waited for misha to fall asleep before you grabbed that folded piece of paper and created a new contact with the number of the guy and his name. you then ended up on the phone with him, on messenger with him the whole night and only managed to get three hours of sleep tops after misha had whinged at you to go to bed and that it was late. 

so, after misha whinged at you to go to sleep because it was late, you did because you then felt guilty again, causing another stomach pain and curled yourself up to a very warm misha who smiled as he cuddled you, welcoming you into his arms. and this loop went on for months, you'd spend all day texting and on phone calls with this guy you truthfully barely even knew personally and then feel guilty as soon as you remember your actual boyfriend, misha, resulting in you having the worst stomach pains like period cramps because of the fact you were cheating on misha and you were feeling so guilty about it. then, after another month, you finally decided to stop communication with the guy you met at the pub and decided to come clean to jared and his wife. you had never felt such guilt and sickness as you did when you had to relieve all of the cheating you had been doing over the last few months but, they told you, advised you, to tell misha the second you got home and that it was just time to come clean and tell him the full truth from the very beginning. so, you did. you were going to tell misha everything...

...and now, that's what you were seconds away from doing. you had just heard misha's car pull up into the garage and it made you feel like you were going to puke. tears welled in your eyes as you growled at yourself, you had no right to cry because it was your fault. it was you that had caused so much pain to misha without him even realising it in the first place. you had been cheating on him consciously for months at this point and you were crying? the absolute audacity you had to start crying over the fact that you had cheated on your boyfriend who was absolutely perfect and did not deserve to be cheated on. angrily wiping away at your eyes, you heard misha come in and his cheerful voice which made more tears leave your eyes and made you furiously wipe them away again. 

"...hey babe, i'm home! where are you!" misha had never sounded so happy and you wanted to die because of the news you were going to tell him that was going to absolutely destroy him forever 

"i...i'm in the lounge room mish!" you just knew that as soon as misha heard his nickname "mish" something wasn't right - you would always call him babe or love or darling but, not today and that worried him 

rushing into the lounge room and a worried look on his face, misha was in the lounge room as you sucked in a big breath before you let it out. misha looked mortified as he sat himself down wearily as you closed your eyes, grateful that he had chosen to sit down considering the thing you were going to tell him was going to knock him down for six. 

"what's up, babe? is there something wrong? did i do anything wrong?" misha rushed out as tears already started to pool in his eyes and you cursed at yourself for causing this as you bit your tongue 

"no...no misha, you...you didn't do anything wrong. i...i did. i did something wrong and i shouldn't have waited this long to tell you..." you trailed off as misha's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, he didn't know what you'd done and why you had waited this long to tell him so he just looked at you to tell him 

"...what did you do?" he nervously asked as he tried to hold back the tears that pooled in his eyes and you just shook your head and yelled at yourself to just say it since you had been forced to say it by jared and gen otherwise they were going to tell him and you didn't want that and neither did they because they knew that it had to be heard from you, not them 

"i...um, remember that night a few months ago when we went to the bar after the supernatural cast party?" you started off carefully as you could see the cogs turning in misha's head as he suddenly nodded his head in remembrance 

"yeah, i do, why babe? what happened?" he questioned, still with no idea about the bomb you were going to throw on top of him in a few minutes as you nodded your head and took in another breath 

"okay, umm, i ask because for these last few months, since...since that night, i have been talking with a man that i met that evening..." you trailed off as it looked like misha didn't know how to react, he didn't want to be that overly aggressive, over-protective boyfriend so he smiled 

"...okay, that's great! i'm glad you've made a new friend, what's his name? where does he work? what does he do? is he funny?" misha was so excited and that broke your heart because that's the way in which you should have been talking with this man, not in the flirtatious, relationship, cheating way that you had been doing 

"that...misha, we...we haven't been talking as friends...we...we've been talking to each other in the same way we talk with each other...misha, i'm sorry but, i...for the last few months, i've been cheating on you with this man and there is nothing else i can say that would ease the pain because it was my fault completely because i wasn't even drunk that night that i met him. i was perfectly sober and i allowed him to flirt with me whilst i was together with you. it...it was that same night that we left early because i didn't feel well. i allowed him to give me his number to contact him after and i didn't rip the piece of paper up afterwards even though i knew i was dating you. i allowed a man who was drunk to flirt with me and give me his number even though i had an amazing, handsome, talented boyfriend of my own. i am so sorry misha, you truly didn't deserve to be cheated on and i am so sorry it's taken me months later to tell you the truth. i...i just got so ashamed of myself that i was getting unwell over it that it just completely spiralled out of control and it was only until jared and gen gave me an ultimatum that if i didn't tell you today that they would tell you themselves that i kicked myself into gear and decided to tell you..." you couldn't believe what you had just told misha but, you had too and watching his reaction was heartbreaking, his whole demeanour changed and you had never seen him sadder 

you then looked as his hand went down to his pocket, tears streaming down his cheeks as he grabbed out a small velvet box and you felt yourself being sick in your own mouth as misha quietly spoke up.

"...i...i was going to ask you to marry me during dinner tonight..." he sniffled as he tried to compose himself but wasn't able to as his body shook with each of his cries 

"...i...i am so sorry misha. if only i could turn back time and just rip up that piece of paper, i could have fixed everything but, i didn't and now, i have to break up with you because you deserve to be in love with someone and go down on one knee to someone who won't cheat on you as i have. but, in saying that, the reason i cheated on you wasn't because you didn't love me enough or because you didn't satisfy me enough. you did love me enough and you satisfied me every single day, i was just insecure and seeing a drunk guy be nice to me put me over the edge and i just allowed him to take advantage of me. i don't think i'll ever stop loving you misha but, i'll never expect you to continue loving me. i'll see you maybe one day again and i hope by that time, you'll be happy and you'll have forgotten all the hurt i'll have caused you...goodbye misha collins, i truly did love you but you deserve better..." you whispered as you kissed your ex-boyfriend one last time on his head and you left him - all of your stuff already packed up in your car

the moment you left, misha broke down into weeps, loud wails leaving his body as he hugged the pillow next to him. you had just left him and now all that he was going to get was sleepless nights and days where he'd just do nothing else but cry. thankfully, jared and gen weren't that far away when you had left your and misha's house and they were right there as misha lifted his head up when he felt the couch dip down beside him. 

looking over to jared, his eyes red and puffy, he wailed into his castmate's shoulder, "she left me jared! i...i was going to ask her to marry me tonight..." misha wept as jared's heart broke and so did gen's - what if they hadn't given you this ultimatum, would that have been a good thing or a bad thing? 

"...i'm so sorry misha, you didn't deserve that! but you'll find someone who'll love you the same way that you love them and one day, you'll be able to go down on that knee and ask her to marry her! but it's just not her and that's okay!" jared whispered as he held his castmate as tight as he possibly could and kissed the top of his brown hair 

"you really think so, jared?" misha sniffled, his tears seeping into his nose as jared smirked and nodded his head as he still kept a protective squeeze to his castmate who was like his older brother

"i know so, misha, everything's going to be fine!" jared whispered and maybe, just maybe, tonight wasn't going to be a sleepless night with jared and gen with misha but he knew the moment that jared and gen left that misha would have those sleepless nights 

but for tonight, he enjoyed having what would be his last proper sleep for a good while and he wasn't complaining because he had his castmate and his wife here to console him for the evening. 

alexander calvert: 

but i know you're leaving, i know that smile, i can tell you've been crying. you're gonna say goodbye, i wish i could stop you, but you've made up your mind, i beg you don't go but i already know you're leaving. 

alex knew you were leaving, he knew that smile and could tell that you had been crying. you were going to say goodbye and alex only wished he could stop you but, it was obvious you had already made your mind up. but he still was foolish enough to beg you not to go but, he already knew you were leaving and that those begs weren't going to sway your decision. you were leaving vancouver, canada for the other side of the world, to move to queensland, australia to reunite with the side of the family that you hadn't seen since you were at least thirteen years old and you had also been given a job promotion in queensland. where your job's company had an office in the sunny state. so, you immediately said yes to the offer and you booked all of your tickets and packed up half of your life to move back to queensland, australia to live back with your family there and work in queensland's office of your current job company. and, when you had told alex about this entire thing, you could tell that he wanted to do everything in his power to prevent you from leaving but, you also knew that he knew he couldn't do that to you. not to his wife. he couldn't force you to live the high life of an actor's wife just because he wanted you to, he knew you were missing your family in queensland and knew that if your job's company ever opened an office back in your original hometown in queensland, you'd go back with the drop of a hat and, that's exactly what you were doing. you were leaving to live your dream in queensland whilst alex flew around the states and world for his tv show, supernatural. 

the whole day felt strange to you and alex. you had spent the day pacing around the house making sure you had all the things you needed from your passport, your australian visa, your boarding ticket to that specific pack of kleenex tissues with the blue background and white clouds on it and to that specific hand sanitiser spray that you took everywhere with you. and once you were confident and felt like you had everything with you and had it all packed away in the range rover, you finally breathed out and took a shower just to rinse off the sweat and the stress that this entire week of trying to pack away your life in vancouver, canada to move back to queensland, australia had put you through. 

and while the whole day for you felt strange, it was even worse for alex. it felt as though he was stuck on the stop button whilst you were just pacing and buzzing all around him and he was locked in a freeze frame in a movie or a theatre show. he just couldn't get himself to move from his spot as he watched you pack up your entire life with him in vancouver. one thing he was madly grateful for was that you two had married just months before you had come to him to tell him about the new job promotion in queensland and how it worked with what was your original plan to just go to queensland to visit your family for a couple of weeks before returning back to vancouver to see the supernatural cast film their newest season and then leave on their convention circuit. that was until this job promotion became such a thing for you that you couldn't ignore it anymore and you had to say yes to it otherwise you would have never forgiven yourself. and that day when you told alex that you had said yes to the job promotion and that you would be moving back to queensland for a minimum of two years at most, you had never seen your husband so distraught yet so proud of you before. whilst alex was devastated that the minimum time spent at this job promotion in queensland was two years, he was inexplicably proud of the way you didn't hesitate to say yes even though it meant that you would be leaving him, your husband, for two years and going back to your home state to work. 

alex couldn't seem to take his eyes off the clock that was above him on the wall of the house that the two of you shared. he could hear the ticking of the clock throughout his entire body and it made him shiver occasionally. he was just staring at the clock as he waited for the moment the clock would turn to five pm because that was the time that you were leaving for the airport to leave for queensland, australia. alex was obsessively staring as the clock ticked, the time passing by... three o'clock pm, three thirty pm, four o'clock pm, four thirty pm, four fourty pm, four fifty pm... until it hit five o'clock pm when he heard his wife's feet come down the stairs, you had just been upstairs doing another once over check just in case there was anything you had left behind when you had found nothing, you had come down the stairs to see alex waiting at the door for you. 

he was already in tears and you had prepared yourself and took in a big breath as you smiled at your husband. you could tell he was filled up with emotions but, the biggest emotion he was competing with, you could tell, was pride. pride for you for reaching for your dream rather than saying no to it just because you wanted to settle down with alex when you could be going back to australia and working your dream job in your home country with your family right by your side. but, the worst part was of course the fact that alex couldn't go with you because he was days from returning back to filming for supernatural. but, that doesn't mean that if he didn't have that film schedule or the convention circuit to go on, he wouldn't have let you go alone, not at all. if he wasn't required to be on set for supernatural or this convention circuit, he'd be hopping on that goddamn flight with you and would be moving in to live in queensland with you for those two years you were to work in that office in queensland. but, he couldn't. 

you were leaving and alex's heart was broken. he couldn't even think of anything else. not even the new season could excite him or bring him out of the state he was in. alex couldn't help the tears which welled in his eyes and then streamed down his cheeks as you two made eye contact before you smiled and opened your arms, pulling alex in for a hug. 

"...so, you really are leaving, babe?" alex sniffled as you nodded your head with a small smile as you pulled out of the hug and then it became obvious to him that you had also been crying like he was 

"mhm, i am leaving al..." you trailed off with a sigh, not really able to decipher if it was a content sigh or a sad sigh 

"...i wish i could stop you, or...or change your mind but, i know i can't do that because you've made your mind up and i shouldn't stop you from leaving to go back to australia...it's just...two years? can we seriously do this for two years? you in australia and me primarily in vancouver except for the months that i'm doing the convention circuit? do you really think we can do it?" alex whispered as he wiped his tears away with a tissue embroidered with mini clouds on them, making you smile, he had stolen your packet of kleenex tissues with the blue background and white clouds 

you smiled softly and nodded your head, "i know we can do it alex, it wouldn't be the first time we've done long-distance and, we're married now, we can do anything. i know two years seems like a long time but, i'm pretty sure doing the whole two years, supernatural will be filming and the convention circuit during the majority of the time and i'll be working all that time so it'll go by so quickly that i'll be home in the blink of an eye. and besides, it is only for two years, alex, it's not like i'm going to live in queensland for any longer than these two years. i can't live in queensland longer than two years anyway, sure, i love australia and i love my family but, canada is my home, vancouver is where i want our future kids to grow up and it's where i want to settle down when i finally decide to leave this job. but, for now, and these next two years, i'll be in queensland doing my thing and you'll be here and all around the states and the world doing your thing and it'll go by so quickly, i promise, after that, i'm never leaving again, okay?" you tried to convince alex that it was going to be okay but, you could tell from his tears and the look on his face that it wasn't going to be okay for a while 

"so, you're sure i can't convince you to stay and take back the offer?" alex sniffled, the tissue covering his mouth as he squeezed his eyes shut tight as you bit your lip, your own tears welling up again as you breathe out and find alex's hand to hold 

"no babe, you can't convince me and even if i wanted to take back the offer, i can't because it's too late. i'm leaving alex and i can't take that back, just please don't forget how much i love you and how i'm already counting the days until i come home and the two years are over!" you whispered tearfully as you composed yourself again as alex sniffled and sobbed softly 

alex then looked up from his tissue and saw the clock, five twenty pm, your flight was due to take off at seven o'clock pm and you should have left a little over twenty minutes ago but you weren't going to leave until you got alex to stop crying. and, right at this moment, you weren't going to leave because your husband was still inconsolable. and you didn't want to leave alex in this sort of a state but, it didn't help that the clock and that time were quickly slipping by. 

"it...it's nearly six o'clock, you...you're going to be late babe, and i don't want you to be late. you need to leave..." alex trailed off as he sniffled and wiped his tears again with the same tissue from before as you shook your head 

"...no, alex, i'm not going to leave when you're in this sort of a state! everything's already in my car and we're just a few traffic stops from the airport, i'll be fine. but i'm not leaving until you stop crying and i see you smile, okay?!" you crossed your arms over as alex sobbed out a laugh as he sniffled and again brought the tissue to his cheeks and under his eyes as that pulled a little at your heartstrings 

"i...i'll be fine babe, jensen and danneel are going to come around later tonight and then tomorrow jared and gen and misha and vicki are going to join us so, i promise i'll be fine and i won't be alone. and i won't be crying all the time..." alex trailed off slightly, knowing that that last statement was a lie, he was definitely going to cry all the time and truthfully, so were you most likely, especially on that twentyish hour flight to queensland

"...don't lie, alex, we all know that you're going to cry the entire time but, don't worry, so will i!" you whispered as you held shane's hands as he chuckled, a sob following after as he closed his eyes again - it cut you up at how hard alex was finding this because it wasn't the first time you guys were doing long distance nor was it the first time you'd have to be apart from one another 

"i'm sorry i can't stay babe, i wish i could but..." 

"...i don't want you to stay, because i know why you're leaving for two years and i couldn't be any prouder of you. and i know that even though you're leaving for two years, i know you're not leaving forever and that, after those two years, you'll be coming back and you'll never leave me again. so, go, i'll be okay, besides, jensen and danneel will be here shortly, i think i'll be alright in the few minutes of you leaving and them getting here. and like i said earlier, you'll be late if you don't leave so, go, i promise i'll be fine and, i'll ring you as soon as i've seen your plane land in queensland. i love you more than words can say and i'm also counting down the days until these two years are over, i'll see you soon..." alex trailed off as he grabbed your face and kissed you as passionately as he had kissed you since your wedding 

smiling and pulling out of the kiss, you grabbed your handbag which was the last thing you had to grab and you walked out of the door, only turning your back to look at alex once otherwise if you had looked more, you would have run back inside that house and never gone back out and would have missed your flight to queensland. and you couldn't do that. not to alex because that would mean that you weren't giving yourself any other opportunities other than being an actor's wife and you didn't want that and you knew that alex didn't want that for you either. so you left and minutes later at a stop light, you saw on your security camera app that jensen and danneel had arrived and you just knew that they would have held alex as he continued to weep as silent tears fell down your cheeks as well as you wiped them away. focusing your concentration back on the road as you drove into the secure underground parking at the vancouver airport before finding a secure parking spot and got out of your car, grabbing all of your luggage that hadn't already been flown over weeks prior and walked into the airport so you wouldn't miss your flight. 

and like alex promised, he rang you the moment he saw that your flight in queensland had landed and the tears that the both of you had put on hold had started all over again as alex was consoled by jensen and danneel and you were consoled by your sister and dad.

 only 729 days left to go before you would be leaving queensland and arriving back in vancouver, canada to be back with your husband and all of a sudden, you couldn't wait for those 729 days to fly by even though days earlier, you had never been so excited to move back home to queensland for two years. 

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this was so much fun and interesting to write since it's been ages since i've written in this format but i lowkey missed it and i genuinely think this is some of the best writing i have done! i  thoroughly enjoyed writing this and i hope you guys enjoyed it just as much as i enjoyed writing it!

ok ily bye xx

wc; 7948

[cxncrie-a]

Anonymous asked: What can completely break your muse? (All muses or whoever you'd prefer)

Untitled Headcanon Questions || Accepting

I'll answer these for who I can !! Cause I have some muses that I'm not 100% sure what the answer is to this just yet. 

Nimue ;; Unfortunately, she's already technically completely broken. There's only really two verses where she's pieced herself back together and that's the Main verse w/ Tera's Pentious and the Angel Au where she ends up in heaven. Otherwise, she's all kinds of fucked up. Neglect is a big thing as is, it makes her feel unwanted, useless, that alone is enough to break her down and feel extremely empty. Basically tell her or make her feel unwanted and that's enough to just shut her down.

Daisuke ;; I'm not really sure he can be easily broken, but I do know he'd be very upset / hurt knowing that not only his sister is in Hell but that she's still being treated poorly because he had worked so hard to make sure she wasn't completely alone.

Alastor ;; I'd say maybe someone he's actually fond of getting hurt. I know it seems like he doesn't care but I do think he has a few select people he cares for quite a lot. Charlie and Mimzy being two of them. Instead of like a ' depressed ' break, I think he'd absolutely become EXTREMELY violent instead.

Charlie ;; We've technically seen what breaks her and I think it's not just the concept of ' losing friends ' but seeing innocents get hurt in general. 

Damien ;; Oh this bitch is possessive as fuck, so take anything of his and he absolutely snaps. Like Alastor, he gets violent in response and will not hesitate to hunt down the person who took something of his and tear them to shreads. 

[twins-parted]

@wantlonger​ || Eagles Lyric Starter Call !! [ From Jonah ]

“ And I was thinkin' to myself, 

' This could be heaven or this could be hell ‘. “

He leans against the doorframe in an attempt to look & sound effortlessly cool. His dramatics leave something to be desired, but he still likes to try to project a certain arrogant aloofness. 

( Even if it often enough eludes his grasp. ) 

If Seth can do it ... so can he. 

Lyrics used from: ‘ Hotel California ‘ 

[aediifacio]

@outlawiism gets a random starter for reasons

     dark hues wash over a field of chaos, confusion etched within features as some kind of battle commences around her. this was why rose was specifically told not to do spells she wasn’t ready for without supervision but the damn book had been so tempting. body ducks as some kind of laser is fired in her direction, words uttered as she makes another blast disappear using magic. she wasn’t entirely sure where she was or how she got there but rose had seen enough in her life, both in person and on television, to be able to tell it involved aliens. was she in national city? metropolis? 

           “hey mister, in the retro gear, what’s going on?”

[galacticled]

@akarebirth​  &&.  said...   “  the sooner you accept what you are,  the sooner you can embrace the strengths that come with it. ”

the  strengths  that  came  with  it  —  ?  (  well,  there  needed  to  be  something  WORTH  embracing  for  that  to  work,  didn’t  there?  )  

saturn  pressed  his  lips  into  a  thin,  dissatisfied  line,  yet  chose  not  to  voice  his  skepticism  aloud.  perhaps  there  was  something  cyrus  saw  that  he  simply  wasn’t  able  to.  not  terribly  unrealistic,  if  he  was  being  honest  with  himself  —  the  other  seemed  to  view  the  world  through  a  clearer  lens  than  most,  uncompromised  by  the  doubts  and  insecurities  that  would  otherwise  mar  his  view.  (  how  could  one  man  speak  with  so  much  purpose?  so  much  conviction?  and  never  falter  —  not  even  ONCE?  )  at  times,  saturn  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  bit  envious.  at  other  times,  it  only  reaffirmed  his  desire  to  see  those  convictions  to  the  very  end.

❝  . . . is  that  what  YOU  do?  ❞      stared  his  reflection  in  the  eye  and  cherry-picked  every  quality  worth  keeping?  (  it  was  a  genuine  question.  )  interesting,  if  true.  impressive,  even.      ❝  could  you  teach  me  how?  if  you  don’t  mind  HUMORING  me,  that  is.  ❞      perhaps  he  was  out  of  line  to  even  ask  —  but  then  again,  saturn  supposed  he  had  already  crossed  that  point  with  his  first  question.

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