#AAAAAAAAAA ME HEART

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Scenario: Edward, Charles Grey, Ciel, Alois, (male) Grell, and Ronald watching their S/O getting shot-not fatal but pretty severe enough to where it's touch and go before they pull through

my character limit for scenarios is 3, so I did reactions instead to make sure I got everyone in!

these got a lil bit longer than I usually make reactions... but that's ok! because it broke my heart :')

God, no… no, this can’t be happening, can it?! He can’t lose someone else… not like this…! To watch him react to it, it’s like watching an ‘instant motion’ button be hit. One second he’s frozen, and as soon as (Name) has been shot actually registers in his mind, he’s running over to be by their side. It triggers memories of how he tried to wake Luka as a child, not knowing what had happened, but this time he knows what happened. He’s sobbing when he reaches them, cradling them in his arms and patting at their face to keep them alert. All the while he’s screaming for one of his servants to do something, get someone, because he doesn’t want to leave (Name). By the time they all get to hospital, Alois is covered in blood from holding them and can’t stop crying as he waits for news; nobody really knows how to calm him down. Besides, a person should react in shock when their S/O gets shot, right? As far as everyone else is concerned, this is the healthiest overreaction to anything that the earl has had in a long time. Thank God, it’s a huge weight lifted off his shoulders when the doctors come to tell him that (Name) is probably going to be alright. Even though it’s going to be a long recovery, that they’re not completely out of trouble… they’re alive. They’re still here. The second Alois is told he’s allowed to see them, he spends every waking moment (and many sleeping moments) in their room, holding their hand. It’s not going to be easy getting them back on their feet… he’ll be there, though. Right by their side, where he belongs. He almost lost them, and he knows how lucky he is that he still has them.

What’s happening…?! The world suddenly moves in slow motion, and he sees every second of that bullet entering their body. It’s horrifying, it’s torture, and despite moving slowly, it all happens too fast for him to actually do a thing to stop it. He’s down on the ground next to them half a second after the bullet hits. He’s hoping that Sebastian will know instinctively to take care of the attacker, so Ciel busies himself with pressing a shaking hand against (Name)’s wound, as hard as he can. Even when they might yelp at the pain, he grits his teeth and doesn’t let up. The more pressure he can keep on it, the more it might keep the bleeding under control, the less blood they’ll lose, the less chance that he’ll lose them. As soon as he notices his ever faithful butler coming into frame, he shouts for Sebastian to get them to hospital. “Keep (Name) alive, and that’s an order!” He has never issued an order so ferociously before, and he likely doesn’t even realize he’s crying as he orders it. Of course, at hospital while he waits for news, he’s crying (and trying to suppress it) enough that he nearly works himself into an asthma attack. He can’t imagine losing his S/O, this person who’s stayed by his side, who he’s planned to spend the rest of his life with. He manages to hold it together for long enough to be told that (Name) is going to live, finally, so he’s able to calm down. While his mind is still going just as fast as that bullet, he’s flooded with relief. He regains his composure, and even though he isn’t in their recovery room all the time, he does spend the first night there sleeping on a bench by their bed. He makes sure things are just right at the manor for when they’re able to come home… and sets about finding the person who did this. No one gets away with shooting Ciel Phantomhive’s partner.

Get out of the way, they need to move—! What the hell is going on?! He tries to warn them, maybe because his trained ears heard the click of someone readying a gun to fire, maybe because he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Why anyone would want to shoot his S/O, he’s not sure, other than the possibility of it being to get to him; it’s unfortunate, but his family does have enemies. Although he couldn’t stop it from happening, he hurries to get (Name) out of danger, and he’s doing his very best not to lose his head. Stiff upper lip, right? He knows it will be harder to help them if he doesn’t keep his bearings. He raises his voice a little to tell his beloved that he needs them to follow him, as he pulls out his handkerchief to hold against the wound. Much as it makes him wince to have (Name) crying because he’s using so much pressure in an effort to stem the bleeding, he knows he has to do it. And, he doesn’t think he’s ever moved so fast in his life as he moves to get them to hospital. While they’re being tended to, he manages to get a hold of his sister, at least, so he brings Lizzie and Paula to sit with him. Not only does he know that Lizzie adores (Name), he also very much doesn’t want to be alone letting his thoughts run wild. Being able to comfort his crying sister keeps his head grounded. The more he tells Lizzie that everything is going to be okay, (Name) will be fine, it reinforces that for himself too. At last he’s able to see them, and the relief that they’re still alive crashes into him like a wave. He’ll deal with the mystery of exactly what happened later… for now, he just wants to focus on helping them recover. Whatever they might need, he’s here for them.

What the bloody devil is going on around here?! Why didn’t they move…? They’re smarter than that, he knows they are! Much like Alois, Grell’s first instinct is to freeze up, like his mind is denying the reality he’s seeing play out before him. He just can’t believe that it’s happening. Not to them. This is like something he sees when he takes souls, like something he knows will happen when he sees a new name in his ledger. But this… this is (Name). They’re not another name in his ledger. They’re his partner, and he is not going to just let them die. Ever defiant of the rules, he first eliminates the threat of them being shot again by absolutely tearing into the person who attacked them. He doesn’t care whether he’s incapacitated them or killed the shooter; he just cares that they can’t hurt his S/O a second time. His beloved chainsaw is left behind, and he yells for whoever he’s been roped into mentoring that they need to grab it and do the paperwork, because his hands suddenly got very full. The good news is, thanks to Reapers being supernatural, (Name) is at the hospital fast enough that they haven’t lost much blood by the time the doctors start working to save them. However, Grell can’t just sit still and wait. Their blood is all over his hands as he tried to keep pressure on their wound while getting them here, and for once, he’s almost nauseated by the color red. He paces, ignoring everyone else, perhaps going so far as to kick a door or two in frustration. He should have been able to help (Name). He feels useless, and two seconds after he’s told he can go see them, he’s at their bedside. Terribly romantic, this one… he holds their hand, he stays the night, he kisses them as many times as he thinks they can tolerate right now. Once they get out of here, he’s going to find a way to avoid work so he can take good care of them at home. He has nightmares about them becoming another corpse in the endless parade of death that fills his days, and it very nearly became something real. Suffice it to say, he’s going to dote on them so much they’ll be absolutely sick of him in a week… in the best way possible.

No, no, no, no, no! Has the world gone blinking mad? Why would anyone shoot at (Name)?! To get to him…? Although he tries his best to deflect the bullet with his sword… he’s too emotional, when he sees it heading for his partner, he becomes less accurate than he otherwise would be. He can’t stop it, he can’t do a damn thing, really. He loses his own balance for a moment, and scrambles over to press his hands against the wound his S/O has just gotten. He doesn’t know what else to do, other than be angry. The only saving grace is that he doesn’t need to give orders — Phipps went on the alert and dealt with the threat immediately, so there’s no danger of another bullet being fired. Not only that, compared to Grey almost losing his head in panic, his friend is much better under these circumstances. Phipps ushers them both into a carriage and is able to help put additional pressure on (Name)’s wound whilst they get to hospital as fast as is humanly possible. Grey, on the other hand, is starting to cry and hyperventilating, his hands shaking, begging (Name) not to leave him, to hang on, don’t they dare close their eyes, if he has to smack their cheek to keep them awake, he’ll do it! All that passion and energy of his translates into anxiety during moments of high stress. Grey is terrible at playing the waiting game once the doctors whisk his lover away, and he can’t even sit down. His nerves are shot so much so that the entire time the doctors are working, he’s just babbling away to Phipps. One can tell he’s not talking because he has anything to actually say, he’s talking because he’s terrified of the silence if he stops. Finally, he rushes into the room as soon as he’s able, but he’s afraid to touch (Name) too much. They’re fragile right now and he knows it, and he doesn’t want to make their pain worse. So, anyone Phipps might tell wouldn’t believe him that Grey is uncharacteristically gentle with them. The good part? Grey is able to give his lover the best of everything while they recover, and when they get home, he makes sure they’re comfortable. He’s… unsettled that he came so close to losing them. Despite that he doesn’t know how, he’s struck by the thought that he needs to be more careful with them.

Wait, no, wait, wait—!! He needs to stop this, somehow! He just… he can’t… his lover can’t have just been shot, can they?! There is, of course, no way to stop a bullet from hitting a target once it’s been fired, aside from finding another target. Unfortunately, he’s not very fast about moving when he’s in shock, and, well, seeing one’s S/O being shot will shock a man. When he snaps out of it only a second after hearing their cries of pain, any worries about the attacker are just ignored in favor of trying to get (Name) to hospital. If he can get them out of harm’s way, maybe they won’t be shot a second time, and maybe he can get them some help. Hopefully he’s being mentored that day, so he can shout for his mentor to help; with any luck, they’ll get everything else straightened out while Ronald rushes his S/O to the nearest hospital. He tries to stop the bleeding, but he’s been trained to assist death, not stop it, so his techniques are a little lacking, and mostly he just ends up with blood covering him. He just sits after he turns (Name) over to the doctors, he sits and tries to pray. He doesn’t think he’s very good at it… he still tries. He thinks if there is a God, at least He or She or They wouldn’t just let an innocent person die like that, right? That said, he doesn’t hold much faith in his own attempts at prayer, so he’s left sitting in a chair, violently hoping that the doctors know what they’re doing. He doesn’t really know what else to do. Thankfully, he’s able to see his S/O pretty soon, although he does much the same thing. He sits by their bed, running his fingers through their hair and telling them how much he loves them. That as soon as the doctors give them the go-ahead, he’s going to take them home, stay back from work for a bit, tend to them. It’s probably one of the few times (Name) ever sees that ever-cheerful smile of his turn into something softer, as he takes care of them.

[shima-draws]

Rewatching a playthrough of FNAF Security Breach and yeah. Glamrock Freddy really IS the Dad Ever

[pup-pee]

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i havnt drawn in a little

[feroluce]

So this is all courtesy of my partner-in-crime @hydrachea, thank youuuuuu ♡, but I finally know what Boothill calls Dan Heng in the original Chinese and I'm so happy. He calls him xiongdi!

Boothill really just saw Dan Heng and decided they were close enough to call him this in his party join line, he's so affectionate, it's adorable and I love him 💗

I've seen some people actually push back against henghill saying Boothill calls Dan Heng by a familial term, so it can only strictly be a bromance/platonic ship, which is so silly? Like if someone who actually knows Chinese and is a part of the culture wants to chime in and correct me, that's cool, but it really looks like it's not a term that has any one exact meaning.

It can be familial if you want, or it can be friendly if you want. It's flexible and up to interpretation!

Personally I actually love the gangster definition most haha. Because a big part of my draw to these two is the sort of brothers-in-arms feeling between them; Boothill is someone who fought in a war for independence against colonization, after all. I'm sure camaraderie is a big deal and something important for him. And he and Dan Heng are fellow Pathstriders of The Hunt and they share a lot of ideals!

So there's something fun about it, that just feels very much like Boothill, for him to refer to Dan Heng as though they were members of the same gang smzjskozjsls

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

…….. wdym jjk is ending on september 30th

[teddybeartoji]

toji is so funny he’d just kiss your forehead and rock you on his arms after rearranging your guts……. talking abt the shitty reality show playing on the tv while you’re struggling to form a single coherent thought in your brain <3 he’s silly like that

KSJDAKDJJDDJJAJSANONNIEEEE U CAN'T SAY THIS TO MEEE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING THIS IS SO REAL. HE IS SILLY LIKE THAT!!!!!! HE HAS SUCH A LOVESICK SMILE ON HIS FACE TOO WHILE YOU'RE JUST BARELY EVEN AWAKE😭😭😭😭😭😭 OUUUGHHHH THIS IS SO PERFECTT PLEASEEE I NEED TO KISS YOU SO BAD. HE TAKES U TO THE BATHROOM AND MAKES U TAKE A PISS WHILE YAPPING ABT THE REALITY SHOW YOU GUYS ARE WATCHING HE LIKE LITERALLY STANDS IN FRONT OF YOU AND GRINS DOWN AT YOU WHEN YOU GRUMBLE THAT YOU'RE TIREDDDD WHATTHE FUCK EHATTHE FUCK WHAT THE FUCKK!!!!!!!!!!

[hydenraven]

does that mean you’re ready to be more than friends?

[eluvisen]

@stellorc and @commander-krios made me this and I'm crying from how beautiful Nephien and Vexx are

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

i watch one video and yell about his voice and then it's even better in the next one i watch, how

[zoennes]

2.03 ♡ 2.04

[dewgongs]

aahh ahh im in love with him andd and

[azuneekun]

I'm pretty sure I've been through your my art tag like 4 times, I love your art style so much I also really like going to the beginning and seeing how it's changed. I appreciate the time and effort you put into your craft (and I also really appreciate the shirtless and bloody Shane pics like ho boy that's a dude if I ever saw one) love you lots hope life is treating you decent!

omg

[robotclownindulgence]

The venue i went to was kinda shit but in a charming way but the bands were so fucking good

[legendoftherisingtide]

I find myself screaming “JAY FERIN SWEEP” and “JAY FERIN CARRY” constantly through out this entire campaign.

They found out how much damage she could truly do and they were like wtf why don’t we let her fight all our battles.

She is not just a girlboss, she is THE queen.

[belovedcorvidarchive2024]

[sexysilverstrider]

IM SO UPSET!!! SUREEEEEN!!!