#GAWH HES SO

[mikalovesmusic]

LAWWWWDDD

[rose-void-789]

Get yourself a man that looks like this when he thinks of you

[taeyungie]

Y Y YOOONGIIIIIIIIII

[nullwork]

call me a housewife way im down bad for the mailman

[opiopal]

sometimes I think about yandere mammon… and utterly fail to do so??

like the others? Absolutely I can see it in maybe a creepy scary like horror au, but whenever I think of mams I can’t help but imagine mc matching his freak, and then he gets flustered and oh no! That’s just mammon but with a knife and a little extra over protective then usual.

like,

“Omg babe did you kill that guy…. For me?🥺” ”gawh.. don’t mention it…”

and then that’s it, I can’t imagine him doing anything super crazy like killing his brothers, cause let’s be honest he’d NEVER. And then I couldn’t see him intentionally hurting mc? I get the point of a yandere is like, super freaky murdery kidnappy person that makes you want to puke. But I can’t even imagine mammon past anything but just offing a few randoms in the name of mc😭

but also sometimes I think abt the mask event for Halloween and just remember not being spooked by mammon AT ALL. Like, aww… you got a knife and an unbuttoned shirt pookie, how spooky!

[sakumz]

haii i saw u have requests open n I really liked ur nagumo fic :3 so here's my order a

lemon meringue tart n vainilla latte w shin; ☺️☺️

a/n : awww thank u :D

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[ a. shin x reader ]

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" I hate you, " shin grits under his teeth as you let out a giggle.

" funny, that's not what you whispered last night. " his ears turn red at your remark, you guys didn't even meet yesterday!

shin met you first when you attempted to assassinate taro sakamoto in his very own shop. of course you failed the moment you came in and asked if he was around, being the clever clairvoyant, shin read your mind and all he saw was the number of ways you were going to assassinate his boss. he had to come up with a lie to drive you out of the shop before sakamoto and aoi comes back.

" taro sakamoto isn't here but if you really need to see him right now, he's at china. he'll be back next week though! " he did sound very convincing so you bid farewell and left.

when the week rolled around, you came back. sakamoto greets you and you were quick to throw a blade to his neck, to which he smoothly dodges.

" you're taro sakamoto, yes? " you shove a wanted poster as he doesn't reply or budge.

" not you again! " shin drops the box of whatever was in, tugging your shirt backwards as you fall with him from the impact.

" your friend? " sakamoto questions the clairvoyant as he sighs heavily.

" no they're an enemy! a very dumb one too, " he grumbles as he got up first, not offering a hand to you.

" hey! that's mean and rude of you, " you quickly got up to grab his shirt, pulling him as you stared angrily at him. he can't help but admit you were kinda cute if you weren't thinking of a way to kill him at the moment.

" you're not even worth the billion bounty! " you point at sakamoto who said nothing.

the next meeting was during the transfer exam, you arrived with the special recommendation group. shin learns your name during the small introduction.

" what are you doing here! " shin shouts and points at you as you can't help smile.

" stalking you, of course, " you blew him a kiss as he shivered.

" you like this guy, y/n? " toramaru stifles a laugh.

" no, he's definitely not my type, " you shrug your shoulders as shin fumes red.

reading your mind, you're empty he can't see anything besides a black screen.

as the teacher instructs the next game of team tag, shin sighs in relief, knowing you're in a different team not with sakamoto either. his target was to steal your tail. maybe then you'll back off a little.

" why do you have a purple ribbon? " mafuyu ask as toramaru beams.

" y/n gave it to me, we may be teammates but that's a point for me! " she swings her gun at him as he dodges quickly.

" what?! what happened to them! " shin shouts as he grabs mafuyu.

" don't tell me you miss them already? but I'll tell you anyways. they had to go back so they left the island. "

so here we are, at the jcc. he was having lunch with natsuki and you just had to stop by and disturb him the moment you spot him.

" are you guys, a thing? " natsuki questions as you laugh.

" yes! " you chirped as shin looks away.

" no, we're enemies I don't even know this person! " he shoots back as both you and natsuki stare at him.

" you're ruining the food, " you point as shin glares at you.

" just leave me alone, " he mumbles as you sigh, leaving him alone or so he thought.

the group was against the enemy called club jam, amane was struck with the hypnosis again as everyone was dodging and trying to fight him off, you managed to come in and hold amane down as his grandfather whispered something to him. shin ran back to club jam to finish him off.

" thanks for that, y/n " shin says as you rub your eyes.

" gawh you're not crying are you? "

" shut up idiot, " you left, not bothering with their problem.

shin wanted to stop you but you were gone super fast, he shouldn't bother much or so he thinks so he went back to focus on the mission at hand, the database!

" how's your lover? " sakamoto questions as the whole family was having dinner, done talking about the mission, they decided to talk about their daily life.

" what lover?- y/n isn't my lover! " shin flushes red as lu laughs, ready to tease the poor guy.

" y/n-senpai is dating you? " amane asks mouth full as the rest stare intensely at shin, awaiting his response.

" how'd you meet them anyways? " lu ask as shin sighs heavily.

" at sakamoto store... they wanted to assassinate him, we meet again during the exam and then the jcc. we're not lovers, we just happen to meet whenever... they did seem pretty upset the last time though, " aoi can't help but giggle at the poor boy confession.

" well you better apologise or you might regret it, " aoi chirps as she starts clearing the empty plates.

" but we're enemies! " shin shouts back as the room is filled with laughter.

" I think it's just you, " amane spat as he follows after aoi, clearing the plates as shin grits his teeth.

" well you sound guilty so maybe apologise before you go on that trip, " lu pats his back.

who would have thought he'd meet you again, this time at some random toy shop. he was walking around town and then he spotted you looking at the toy displayed on the window.

" I didn't take you for the childish type, " he says as you turn quickly to look at him.

" I'm not childish! " you jabbed his chest, making him fall. he winces in pain, you can't help but pull him up, not liking the attention you were gathering.

" what are you doing here anyways, " you pout, looking away from him.

" just taking a walk... didn't expect to find you though. "

" sounds like you wanted to find me, " shin blushes as he scratched the back of his head. yeah lu words hit him hard after all.

" I'm sorry, " he bows slightly.

" well if you are, take me on a date. " so he did.

you drag shin to the arcade next to the toy shop, challenging him to the basketball game and then the punching machine. shocking him with your strength, he was glad he had yet to get hit. he takes you to the cafe across to wind down, sharing small talks. he learns you started the assassination thing late, you were formerly from the poison department then got a special recommendation. he shared that he read minds and shoot him a deadpan look because heck there was rumours about it, his clairvoyance was starting to glue onto any sakamoto bounty news. he admits he always see you as an enemy than an acquittance to which you had to try hard not to laugh.

" why would I be your enemy? should it be sakamoto's enemy since he was my target? " you tilt your head as he turns red.

" well yeah but he's my boss so technically you're my enemy! "

" I don't think that's how it works but whatever floats your boat. "

before you know it, it was already dark. shin takes your hand in his as he guides you through the crowd, walking to who knows where. you don't wish for this to end, he felt you hold his hand tighter.

" as much as I hate to admit, you are fun to hang out with so let's hang out again, " he stops walking as you bump into his back.

" when will you admit you like me too? " his ears turn red and you lean to peck his cheek, bidding farewell as he's determined to finish his trip to go on another date with you.

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bakery event | orders

[kromeihl]

Hii! Can i request a drabble of ken sato being japan’s spider man ? (Of the scenario given below)

(It’s like peter parker and gwen kinda of love, where the reader is like gwen or whatever you would like to present her c: )

That one scene where peter is injured and gwen sneaks him in her room and then tends to his wounds while peter is just downright SMITTEN and distracted like omg 😩. And then they discuss that he should stop the lizard (in this case the kaiju) etc etc. like that scene! (I hope you know this scene from the amazing spider man- 😅)

IM SO SORRY IF THIS REQUEST IS TOO LONG— i just love your work! And i got inspired to request this because of that post where you were like “omg imagine he was spider man—“

Anyways- love you lodes ! Xoxo

Omg I love the amazing spider man?! Seeing you guys request literally brings joy to my heart. 🫶🏼 Don’t apologize for a long request you can keep it coming, honey. ☺️ Reqs are always open! I’M SORRY IF IT DIDN’T TURN OUT THE WAY YOU WANTED IT TO BE😭 (Wanna read a Kenji fic on wp?👀 -> Bloop. Yes, I am promoting myself. Header by @/cafekitsune. IF YOU GUYS HAVE ANY IDEAS ON POSTING KENJI SATO IN A SPIDERMAN SUIT OR WHATEVER IN THIS STORY INSPIRED YOU TO DO IT, TAG ME RIGHT AWAY IF IT’S ON TIKTOK GAWH DAMN TAG MEMEME @kromeihl)

TRUTH BENEATH THOSE SCARS

-> SPIDERMAN!KENJI SATO X READER

WARNING(s): NOT PROOFREAD, Mentions of injuries, blood, a bit of cursing, a lil’ suggestive ;)

I type away in my laptop, finishing a project I was given, to publish soon. It was a newspaper article about Spiderman, of course. I couldn’t help but laugh silently knowing I have to act suspicious about his identity as I type down words.

I hear a loud tap coming from my window, I shook my head knowing it’s probably just some birds, continuing to type. After a few seconds a knock came back, a little louder this time.

I sigh, turning my chair to look, noticing it was him, Kenji Sato. I smile, turning my chair back as I continue to type. “The window’s open, Ken! Come in, I’m just finishing off this article.”

You hear the window open, no response from him. That was weird, he’d usually reply after you speak, cracking a joke or distracting you from your work.

“Ken?” You call out, about to look but still typing, feeling a bit weird from the silence. You hear a small thud, making you stop typing, looking at him as he struggles to sit on the couch. You notice the blood on the side of his forehead.

He could go back home to get tended but of course he chose to come to you. Is he really there for you to help him or something..More?

You quickly rush to him, hitting your leg on the chair in the process, falling on the floor. Kenji couldn’t help but laugh, feeling the pain on his chest making him wince.

“Stop laughing!” You say, embarrassed, quickly getting up to check up on him. “What happened?” You look at him worriedly, seeing the big scratch on his chest, that tore up his suit. “Kaiju attack..” He struggles to say, leaning his head back on the arm of your couch.

“Why the heck can’t you just sit properly?” You mutter, your hands shaking at the sight of his bloody injury. He chuckles, “You’re really scolding me right now? I need some help, ya know?” He teases, moving his hand to your wrist.

“I’m okay, stop shaking.” He smiles softly, earning a sigh from you as you tried to calm down. “Right.” You say, before hearing a knock from your door. I curse silently, searching for my mini refrigerator.

I quickly run to it, opening it as I grab a cold can of soda. “Here, uhm.. Maybe it’ll stop the bleeding for a while?” You panic, giving him the can of soda as he quickly moves away from the couch, hiding, just incase the person that knocked will come in.

I walk up to the door, glancing at Kenji before opening the it slightly. “Heyyyy, Ami!” Kenji furrowed his brows at your greeting, right, you were best friends with Ami Wakita, the person that interviews him way too much when he’s out with his other job, a famous baseball player.

“Chiho wants to play with y—“

“Sorry. I can’t I’m busy!” You say, slightly raising your voice, after an awkward silence, you lean your body against the door frame, one hand holding the door behind for it to stay in place.

“I mean..The project you gave me is just sooo difficult! I just need to work really hard and think. I need to publish it as soon as possible!” You say, trying to sound convincing. “I’ll play with Chiho tomorrow morning! I can babysit her, if you want.” You smile sheepishly.

Ami gives you an amused look, “Uhm, okay.. I’ll be in the kitchen. Do you wa—“ “I don’t need anything!” You quickly cut off, laughing awkwardly afterwards. “I could just bring it into your room—“ “Nope! All good, thanks Ami!” You smile, earning a nod from her.

“Uhm..No worries, [Name]. Good night.” She smiles before leaving. “Good night!” You close the door after, locking it. You glance at Kenji who was still behind the couch, now drinking the can of soda.

“Kenji!” You scold, going to him as you try to grab the soda which he swiftly moved away. “What? You gave me a soda, might as well drink it.” He shrugs, drinking the can again as you pull away.

“Seriously? Drink water!” You huff, walking to your cabinet, finding a cloth, towel, bandaid, and some ointment. “Says the one who drinks anything but water.” He retorts, sitting back on the couch improperly.

“Yeah, yeah.” You sigh, grabbing a chair as you place it in front of him, placing the things you got on your lap. You brush away his hair, holding it in place as you grabbed the wet towel and gently wiped the blood off his face. He winces from the pain, closing his eyes.

You can’t help but stare at his face, he’s incredibly handsome.. And knowing he was a famous baseball player, surely a ton of pretty girls would agree. Your train of thoughts cut off as Kenji smirks, making you realize that you’ve been staring for too long.

“Like what you see?” He teases, earning an eye roll from you. “No.” You say after, “Then you probably love it then.” He chuckles, making you deepen the towel on his head. “Owww!” He whines, grabbing your hand as he pulls you in making your upper body, lay on his chest.

“Don’t do that.” He says in a stern voice, making your cheeks heat up. “Gosh,” You clear your throat, sitting back up as Kenji moves his hand away from yours. “Come on, let’s hurry. You need to defeat that Kaiju.” You say, putting the ointment then placing a bandaid on his scar.

“Yeah. yeah.” He says, removing the upper part of his suit so you could tend his injury. You pause for a moment, taking in the sight in front of you, he slowly puts his hand on your head. “Come on, you could see more of that later.” He teased.

You slapped his hand away, grabbing the towel as you softly wipe away the blood. He sigh, feeling relief, yet pain still present as you move the towel around his bloody chest. He stares at you for a moment, your messy hair, pretty face, your hands so gentle as you help him.

“You’re gorgeous..” He mumbles, earning a glance from you, “Hm?” You say, gaze back on his wound. “N—Nothing.” He stutters, before clearing his throat. There was a peaceful silence between you, the sound of you wiping was the only noise present.

He felt his hand move towards your face as you start putting ointment on his wound, gently putting a strand of hair behind your ear. You freeze, shivering at his touch. He slowly puts his hand back, continuing to stare right at you.

You notice his longing gaze, yet continue, to finish tending his wound. After a while, you were finally done, him wearing his suit properly again. He groans, adjusting himself on the couch. You put away the things as you gave him small glances.

“Thanks, [Nickname]. You’re the best.” You felt your heart beat fast, walking back to the chair as you smile softly. “No problem, just.. Be more careful, okay? I don’t want you sneaking in my room all injured again.” You huff, earning a soft laugh from Ken.

“You should go.” You say sadly, “I don’t want to.” He declines. “You should. The city needs you.” You look away, feeling disappointed of how you were pushing him away now. “I need you.”

You felt your heart drop at his words, mouth agape as you couldn’t find words to speak. He has that signature cocky smirk of his, plastered on his face as he gently sits up, slowly moving his face towards you. You felt a hand on the back of your head as he caresses it gently.

“N—No. You need to go back to the city. The kaiju will— I mean, it might—“ You stutter feeling him slowly closing in the distance between your lips, his other hand gently placing it on your chin, his thumb brushing your bottom lip softly.

“Let the KDF handle it for a while, I need a reward for being such a great superhero. And you need one for being so good to me.” He says before closing in the gap between your lips. You melt into his touch, feeling your hand snake around his neck as he pulls you in closer.

It took a while before you both pull apart, panting for air as he moves away your hair from your face. “Bug boy” you mutter, smiling at him. “Hm?” He smirks, his arms slowly moving on the sides of your chair, leaning down as you move your body backwards.

“Pretty girl.” He smiles, making your cheeks heat up. You both hear the Kaiju screeching, making you both wince from the loud sound. Kenji groans, making you laugh. “Great timing, I was just getting started.” He sighs, standing up as he walks to the window.

“Stay safe, Spiderman.” You smile, earning a grin from him, he pecks your lips one last time. “Lucky charm.” He winks before putting on his mask, spiderweb coming out from his hand.

“I’ll be back.” You look at him surprised before he leaves, making you look at his figure, slowly disappearing into the city.

“See you, Ken.”

[chaoticpansexualwithadhd]

The new ep is out!!!! Also yes im already talking about it cause i caught the premiere and have SO MUCH to say about it. Spoilers ahead

So Mercury being called small from the beginning does justify his crashout even more thank gods (still don't forgive the stunt comment). Also onesided Veneia is canon now? I honestly thought it would just be a fandom thing ngl. Also Protheia is the original enemies to lovers with a fuck ton of miscommunication!

Also Theia dear "He should know his place" I see where Earth gets it from gawh damn.

Also I utterly LOVE Proto that is my fav. He knows how to state his mind and is BRUTALLY honest, and I love the fact he doesn't tell people what they want to hear, he tells them what he thinks and I love that about them. Also checking in with Venus where Theia is was so sweet in a weird way like he cares but doesn't admit it and also doesn't seem to understand most other people's feelings completely kinda like the Sun I have two different fanfic ideas from the episode alone but i also have another fic in the works i should finish chat does my neurospicy self need a schedule? probably! will I follow it with my adhd however? No!

also if Earth and Proto are the same person i will cry they say in every post after fuck canon

[mattzmyman]

WOAH he’s so pretty

Gawh damn

[frogoru]

‧₊˚ Theatrical Afterglow ‧₊˚

Characters: Thalia Sani, Moxie Vera, Atticus Leroy, and Natalia Rozanova (OCs)

Words: 2,194

Summary: Atticus invites Nattie and Thalia to the opening night performance of his latest play. Thalia traverses the crowded halls of the theater in search of him afterwards, and the eccentric angel greets her with proud enthusiasm. In the middle of their pleasant exchange, a wispy-haired demon—introduced by Atticus as Moxie—is tasked with retrieving the angel for something work-related, but gets caught up in the flow of conversation instead.

“Ahah! You get it, Thalia! Yes!” The eccentric angel laughed, clearly still hyped on adrenaline. “Such is the art of theater! That wondrous symphony of collaboration! The shared joy of performance! The…” Before he could continue his inspirational monologue, Atticus fell into a coughing fit. “Hold on, give me one moment…” He breathed, propping an elbow against the wall.

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Thalia fiddled with the ends of her vine-like hair, sifting through the crowd of awestruck attendees as she scanned the theater for a certain blond angel. Her long, flowy skirt felt heavier than usual, and the golden jewelry that adorned her body suddenly felt irritating against her bare skin. Her long ears drooped, bothered by the incessant sound of boisterous laughter that rang through the lobby.

The dendrian never did well in large crowds. While she never thought of herself as socially anxious, she was undoubtedly an introvert at heart, and the unending chatter of audience members who flooded the building did nothing to ease the discomfort she felt from being alone in such a bustling place. Thalia furrowed her brows, praying that Atticus would show up sooner or later. He had personally invited her to watch his latest show, and she’d visited the Celestial realm along with Natalia and her mother to watch him perform live on opening night. After the theatrics had ended, tears shed and all, Nattie’s mother had sent her off to find him in the crowd while they gathered their bearings. She’d listened to the older woman without question, but now, as she scanned the lively room and its occupants, she reconsidered her actions with a heavy sigh. 

Thalia drifted off to an empty corner of the lobby, taking a seat as she whipped out her phone. She opened her most recent conversation with Atticus and began typing frantically into the keypad, asking him the specifics of where to find him after the show had ended. She’d grown so used to him just sort of walking out during his days with their local community theater, but professional establishments like this were bound to abide by different rules. After a few minutes of awkward waiting, her phone buzzed, and the angel of the hour instructed her to wait out front by the stage door.

The embroidered skirt that hung from Thalia’s lengthy frame swished around as she made her way through the building. Her angular eyes gazed over the detailed architecture of the theater, admiring the care and attention to detail put into its craftsmanship. This place was so lovely… No wonder Atticus yapped about it so much. After her short trip to the stage door outside, Thalia leaned against the wall beside the entrance, taking deep breaths as she attempted to calm herself from that awkward stupor she had found herself in earlier. Not long after, the door swung open, and she heard her name called with the highest degree of enthusiasm one could possibly muster. 

“Thalia!” Atticus exclaimed, shutting the door behind him. His wings spread wide as he beamed up at her, bright as the sun. The elaborate costume he’d worn for the night had been whisked off, returning him back to his original state before his role had completely enveloped him. “I’m so glad you could make it this time! Are the others with you as well? Goodness, I’m so worn out! But! Excited to see everyone, nonetheless! Gawh, after weeks of practice, the fruits of our labor have finally been presented…” 

“Just me,” Thalia chuckled at his expressive reaction. Sometimes his melodramatic nature could get really overwhelming, but witnessing him in his element was truly something else. “Nattie and her mom are a little far back. Ms. Rozanova told me to come find you. There was… A lot of people out there.”

“Ah! Very understandable! It is opening night, after all, and the story of Gilded Wings is certainly a classic,” Atticus dreamily sighed, resting a hand atop his chest. “What an honor it was to tell such a timeless tale—and in front of such a wide audience, no less! This truly feels like my calling in life. Every time I step foot across that stage, I’m reminded of why I do this! Did you enjoy it, Thalia?” 

The dendrian nodded, “I did! I think you did well… I know you’ve been talking about it for a while now, but getting to watch it for myself really does feel special. It was really neat to see how everything came together.”

“Ahah! You get it, Thalia! Yes!” The eccentric angel laughed, clearly still hyped on adrenaline. “Such is the art of theater! That wondrous symphony of collaboration! The shared joy of performance! The…” Before he could continue his inspirational monologue, Atticus fell into a coughing fit. “Hold on, give me one moment…” He breathed, propping an elbow against the wall.

“Oh, um. Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes! Just got a tad bit carried away there.”

“Maybe you should tone it down a bit…” 

“I’ve been through this before, Thalia, I can assure you I am fine! But, erm… Let’s just rest for a minute.”

While Atticus regained his voice, Thalia just kind of stood there. She peered down at the blond man, who raised a hand to his throat in order to stroke the area around his vocal chords. Right, all of that vocal performance must’ve taken a toll on him, even if most of it was carried through his microphone. She crouched down a bit and patted his back, lifting the front of her skirt so it wouldn’t drag on the floor. Despite this mildly unfortunate turn of events, she knew he’d be up and at it again in no time. After all, he was probably accustomed to this, as he had mentioned.

“Still good?” Thalia double-checked, to which Atticus nodded in response.

“Yup,” He simply replied, his tone considerably softer than before. “Alright, perhaps I should dial it down…”

Right as the words left his mouth, the stage door slammed open, causing the both of them to jolt in surprise. “Atticus!” An unfamiliar voice sang, dragging out each syllable in a playful manner. “Where’d you go, man? Dave needs you for somethin’.” The owner of the voice, a woman of demonic descent with wispy, blue hair and lavender horns, skipped up to the angel. She practically threw herself at him, tossing an arm around his shoulders rather carelessly. Loose strands of hair stuck out from her low ponytail, and the black work attire she wore pointed towards her role within the theater. Atticus shook her off with a huff, but that didn’t stop her from looping her arm around his. 

“What do you want, Moxie?” He groaned in annoyance.

“Mmm, no. Not me. Dave!” The woman—Moxie, repeated with a grin. “I dunno what he wanted. He just needed you for something before you left.”

As Moxie briefly explained the situation, her eyes drifted towards Thalia, lighting up as she acknowledged her presence. She immediately dropped Atticus’ arm and stepped towards the dendrian, staring up at the long, verdant strands that cascaded down her shoulders. Thalia shifted uncomfortably under her gaze. Was she… Judging her or something? She couldn’t tell.

“Atticus…” Moxie began, intentionally pausing for dramatic effect. “Who is this absolute goddess? Oh my gosh?? Hello!?” 

Thalia was quite taken aback. “Uhm…” She quickly tried to come up with a worthy response, but all she could manage was a slight wave of her hand. Moxie didn’t seem to mind.

“Girl, oh my gosh! Your hair is so long and pretty! I can see so many different style opportunities just looking at it... What’s your name? And what are you doing hanging out with… This guy,” The wispy-haired woman went on, gesturing towards Atticus as if he were some weird creature they were murmuring about. “You could do sooo much better, y’know,” She leaned in to whisper, making sure Atticus could hear every hushed word.

“That’s hilarious coming from you,” He retorted.

Moxie whipped around to face the man in question once more, ignoring his mean-spirited jab. “Dude, you gotta introduce us right now!” She cheerfully demanded, pulling him closer by the wrist. He rolled his eyes in response, yet allowed her to drag him by, too tired to put up with her antics.

“Moxie, this is Thalia, a friend from my youth. Thalia, this is Moxie, my agonizingly annoying co-worker,” Atticus spoke, glaring down at the demon beside him.

“It’s nice to meet you, Moxie…” 

“Same to you!” 

Before Moxie could add onto her introduction, Atticus cut in. “Now that you two have been acquainted, might I go and check on things backstage? A certain someone failed to clarify the purpose for my delay, despite the fact that I’ve signed out and  intended to catch up with my loved ones during this time… Hm! I’m also quite certain they need more help getting everything situated for tomorrow's run-through in the hair and makeup department, Moxie.” 

“Oh shit, you’re right!” Moxie swore, glancing back towards the stage door. “Oops, almost lost track of time. Hey, uh, Thalia! You’re staying for a little longer, right? ‘Cause of Atticus?”

“I am”

“Cool, cool. I’ll get your contact info after I’m finished back here!”

And with that, Moxie waved goodbye and rushed to return backstage. Atticus said his temporary goodbyes as well and followed her, leaving Thalia to awkwardly stand there and wait once again. She dusted her skirt off and leaned back against the wall, slipping her phone out to message Nattie about her current whereabouts. 

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“What the hell, you’re so cute!! I can’t believe Atticus has been hiding you away all this time!!” Moxie complained with a hint of feigned sorrow, fawning over Natalia. The wavy-haired angel giggled in response, basking in Moxie’s enthusiastic praise. Her hands fiddled with the fabric of her pale blue dress, the nerves and newfound excitement from meeting such a lively person taking over.

“Hiding her away?!” Atticus huffed. “I did no such thing! I just didn’t feel the need to spill the details of my family life to the likes of you!”

The demon clicked her tongue. “Hm, hm, hm… So you say.” 

Moxie and Atticus had finished up their work within the theater, and their group currently stood outside of the main building. Nattie and her mother, Amber, had met up with them, and after Amber was done showering Atticus in praise and maternal affection, he introduced Moxie to her daughter. As Moxie continued to excessively compliment Nattie, Thalia stared down at them, curiosity taking hold of her. Despite their snarky banter, Moxie and Atticus seemed very close… Which was odd, seeing as he had barely mentioned her at all. Did Thalia expect him to spill every detail of his life? No, not particularly, but he basically did so anyway. He’d rambled on about anything under the sun at any given opportunity, so the lack of detail about this random woman who appeared to be very touchy and comfortable with him was kind of weird. 

Moxie had exchanged numbers with Thalia a few minutes prior. She’d gone on about meeting up to do her hair and hang out for fun in the future, and while Thalia was receptive for the sake of politeness, she didn’t really think they’d get that far in terms of friendship. Moxie seemed so different from her, and while yes, that didn’t stop people from connecting with each other, she could just sort of tell that Moxie was on a different level from her. She looked so full of life, so exuberant… Thalia couldn’t see her maintaining interest in her quiet demeanor if they ever hung out one on one. 

Once introductions had finally been established, pleasant goodbyes were shared, and Moxie clutched her purse as she walked off. While the city streets were still crowded as ever, the busy environment that the theater had cultivated was put to rest. Amber whisked Atticus beside her as she asked for further performance details, and Nattie turned to Thalia as they began walking off. 

“That was so sweet… I didn’t expect to meet someone new tonight!” The angel fondly mused, glancing up at the twinkling stars that painted the Celestial’s atmosphere. “Especially someone so friendly. I love when girls are just super friendly like that right off the bat. Except for when it’s like… Fake. I don’t think Moxie was being fake though.”

“Yeah, her excitement seemed really genuine,” Thalia nodded in agreement.

“Mhm, mhm. Oh! Thalia! What were your thoughts about the show?” Nattie asked, smiling up at her best friend. “I know it’s been a while since you’ve gone to one of Atticus’ plays… Or like, any play in general, I think.”

“It was nice. The visuals were so pretty, and the acting was really heartfelt. I know Atticus doesn’t make it a secret at all, since, well, you know… But I forget he’s genuinely really good at this stuff. It was cool to see him up there doing his thing again,” Thalia thoughtfully replied. “It was really packed in there, but since I was with you for most of the time, I didn’t really mind. Real neat how you improve my surroundings by just existing, huh?”

“Gawhhh!!” Nattie cooed, reaching up to take the taller girl’s hand. “I love you so much!! I’m so happy we could hang out again tonight…” 

Thalia faintly smiled, brushing a strand of verdant hair away from her face. “Me too,” She spoke in a soft reply.

[webslingingslasher]

”bloody nice reminder you were here” J, you’re brain is just unbelievably awesome bro. Such a simple line but the FEELINGS GAWH 😭❤️

peter loves dad jokes <33 he’s so boyfriend

[fox-daddy]

Mc x M6 headcannons; 4 facts each ship.

Kyle x Asra

The shop and upstairs is always messy. Neither of them clean, neither of them even think about cleaning until Kyle has no clean clothes and Asra can't find a specific item.

Cleaning day? time to invite Muriel over. Without Muriel keeping an eye on them either Asra or Kyle will take a break and the other will join. Then they'll just stop cleaning.

Since they both have a love language of touch and receiving physical touch lots of cuddles. So many cuddles. Kyle knows the best way to massage Asra's back and Asra knows the best way to scrach Kyle's head.

The bed is overstuffed and covered in blankets and plushies. If Kyle gets a new plushy and hasn't named it Asra will do it themselves. Which is why they have amazing plushies like 'Sir.dragon the third' and 'Sir.dragon the first' dont ask about Sir.dragon the second their gone. 'Watermalone the walrus' and Kyle's favorite 'piggy goat gruff' his piggy bank that looks like a goat. Okay I lied Kyle's favorite is actually 'Emeruled and Ruby a pair of dragons one that's red with green eyes and one that's green with red eyes.

Kyle X Nadia

Oh mah gawh Kyle is tiny. Something she did not expect is how much Kyle actually enjoys being picked up. When alone will occasionally just scoop him up in a hug knowing he enjoys it.

Will get into playful fights about random stuff using logic. I.E does everyone see colour the same way and even if they didn't how would you know?

Will happily share with Nadia something they learned that day, from as insignificant as the fact worms breath through their skin to more intresting ones like the fact a tiger can't purr for the same reason Pepi can't roar. Theirs a bone in the throat that determines if they can roar or purr. Tigers instead make a chuff noise as a greeting... and he's ranting about animals again.

On the occasion they have nothing they have to do no events or people waiting for an important chat. They cuddle on the veranda with a glass of wine and cider. (Cider for Kyle obviously)

Hunter x Muriel

Hunter being touch avoidant at the start and Muriel not being used to touch meant they learned how to navigate normal touch with eachother over time. The biggest test being sharing a bed but Hunter initiating it helped put them at ease.

Hunter isn't the best with animals. Not bad but out of Mc's in general in the lower half. Has been bit, scratched and hissed at by countless animals. Still tries, even when Muriel tells them not to and has the 'I told you face' when Hunter inevitably gets hurt.

After a while Hunter tried to pick up on carving leading to Muriel teaching them how to hold the knife away from them. So they dont accidently cut themselves and slowly lead into him teaching them how it's done.

During those especially rough days the other will do more of the work and offer them some comfort. For when Muriel is having it rough this is usually Hunter giving him some space, sitting nearby but not too close as they get him to show them how to carve again. For when it's Hunter usually it's Muriel making them a warm drink and trying to convince them to go for a walk. Inanna knows during these times not to try and cuddle them.

Hunter x Portia

Bake off? Heck yeah why didn't they think of this soone- HUNTER, NO YOU CAN'T USE TWO CUPS OF VANILLA EXTRACT!!! THAT STUFF IS STRONG AND EXPENSIVE!!! NO! YOU CAN'T BAKE THEM AT 4,000 DIGREES FOR A MINUTE THAT'S NOT HOW THAT WORKS- (needles to say Portia does the cooking.)

They play a game when they can't sleep where Portia points at a scar and they make up the most ridiculous stories. The scar on their arm? Oh right! That was from the time they traveled back in time and punched a T-rex in the face before falling and cutting their arm on a rock.

Play fights. They'll walk away with bruises and laughing as if they had stolen Lucio's golden arm. Portia is hard to knock off her feet but Hunter is hard to keep down once down.

Whenever Hunter has a nightmare Portia will gently sing them back to sleep and whenever Portia can't sleep from stress Hunter returns the favor.

Hunter x Julian

The biggest way they stop eachother from getting in trouble 'sure, only if I can also do that' fastest way for Julian or Hunter to not do something stupid.

Have had at least one drink off that ended in a tie and Asra having to take them both home.

They both have such bad sleeping habits that the only way to get them to sleep is with the other one joining them. Usually this turns into a small argument that either ends with them both staying up or going to bed. Solid 50/50

Despite being touch avoidant at first Julian's constant small touch helped, holding hands turned into linking arms into hugs. For as stern as Hunter can seem they can match Julian's dramatically leaving them both performing a dramatic goodbye outside Mazelinka's house as she drinks her morning drink like

Bluebell x Lucio

Bluebell is in charge and Lucio knows it but he also knows how to do puppy dog eyes.

Bluebell also has studied medicine and makes sure Lucio is looking after his scar, making sure he isn't overusing his prosthetic, that it isn't hurting any of the skin around it, making sure it isnt hurting, and Lucio isnt complaining about the extra attention on him. Even if he would prefer they were focused on his abs and not the amputation.

Lucio deals with most of if not all the social interactions having a surprisingly good charisma. Bluebell stays nearby to help incase Lucio pisses anyone off but that's rarer than you think when he's only around long enough for business.

Bluebell always finds it hard to leave their clinic to travel around but knows it's in good hands. Always excited to visit. Lucio less so but overtime visiting has helped Lucio's reputation and has helped Bluebell stay away for longer. Also Lucio helps with Bluebell's tendency to overwork and not play enough.

[kromeihl]

This man has a chokehold on me y’all

Bruh imagine if he was spiderman HELP that’s so random but gawh damn anyways,

cutely puts a fanfic from wattpad

-> https://www.wattpad.com/story/372279946?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details&wp_uname=kromeihl

Reqs are open ;)

[frogoru]

‧₊˚It didn't mean anything‧₊˚

Characters: Moxie Vera and Thalia Sani (OCs)

Words: 775

Summary: Moxie briefly recounts her time with Atticus to Thalia.

“Hm, well, first of all… Atticus and I would NEVER work!” Moxie grinned, a flash of amusement falling over her at the thought. “That guy is way too stuck up for me! It’s fun to rile him up, but I don’t really see us working out in the long run. We never really, like, established ourselves as anything… and we never meant to. It was just for fun. No strings attached type of stuff.”

❀。*₊°。 ❀°。

“Were you and Atticus a thing?”

Lavender eyes, soft and hazy from quiet rest, instantly snapped open as Moxie jolted in her seat. “Wha…?” She quirked a brow, clearly caught off guard by such a direct question, courtesy of her long-eared friend. “Where’d that come from?”

“Just curious,” Thalia simply replied, shrugging from her place across the table. Her journal lay open in front of her, yet her pen was still against her half-written page. “You don’t have to get into it if it’s too weird.”

“Mmm, nah. It’s fineee...” Moxie trailed off, leaning back in her chair. With a soft yawn, she stretched her arms above her head as she continued to speak. “I guess you could say that, but I wouldn’t really call it a thing.”

Thalia raised a brow, confusion settling on her sharp features. “How so?”

“Hm, well, first of all… Atticus and I would NEVER work!” Moxie grinned, a flash of amusement falling over her at the thought. “That guy is way too stuck up for me! It’s fun to rile him up, but I don’t really see us working out in the long run. We never really, like, established ourselves as anything… and we never meant to. It was just for fun. No strings attached type of stuff.”

“Oh… huh,” Thalia noted with a nod. “I kind of assumed something was going on, but he never mentioned anything about it at the time. It struck me as really odd since, you know, it’s… Atticus. Always going on about stuff.”

“He never mentioned me? Ohhh, my heart!” Moxie dramatically cried out, before allowing her cheeky smile to reappear once more. “Yeah, that makes sense. He was always really secretive about us. It never bothered me, but sometimes it felt like, ugh, you can chill out man, y’know? Like… No one’s gonna care that much if we’re doing all this. You can relax.”

The dendrian nodded, ears perked slightly as she continued to listen to her friend.

“I’m pretty sure that’s part of why we stopped. It wasn’t like a natural end or anything like that. He sat me down and just sorta, like…” The demon pursed her lips in thought, recalling the memory. “He just started pouring his heart out to me about commitment and guilt and wasted time and all that, which like, woah. Okay man. A lot to take in, but I guess it made sense. This kinda stuff will mess you up if you aren’t sure about it.”

“That sounds so conflicting to have to deal with,” Thalia commented, furrowing her brows. “How did you respond?”

“Well, obviously I accepted it! We had our fun and everything, but I knew it had to end at some point. I wasn’t, like, devastated or anything. He was super firm about wanting to stay friends, so that was kinda cool,” Moxie explained. She looked off for a moment, contemplation written all over her, yet quickly returned her gaze to Thalia. “It didn’t mean anything to me, honestly. I liked him a lot, but not enough to get hung up over him. I think I’d rather throw myself off a building than act desperate for Atticus of all people.”

Thalia snickered at Moxie’s additional comment, running a hand through her forest-green hair. ”Yeah. Honestly, my key takeaway from everything you’ve just told me is that I wildly misjudged your taste in people. Ugh, the perfect, cool girl facade is faltering…” She remarked in a teasing manner.

“Gawh, stop it! It was forever ago, okay? I’ve grown as a person since then… I’ve healed!” Moxie giggled in reply.

Through light, shared laughter, Thalia eased herself once more. She eyed the girl before her with a thoughtful stare. “Hm… But seriously,” Thalia spoke, brushing a hand through her hair. “That’s really… Wow. Huh. Can’t find the words. I can see why things didn’t last, though. You’re such an expressive person. Imagining you being with someone who’s just constantly trying to hide your relationship feels so weird.”

“Mhm,” Moxie nodded. “Not my thing.”

“What is your thing, then?”

The wispy-haired girl tilted her head in thought. “I’m not really looking for anything serious right now, but… I’d say someone who’s softer to me. I can deal with the ‘ugh, I hate you so much’ thing when it’s casual, but if I got into something real, then I’d want it to feel genuine.”

“Makes sense…” Thalia returned in a hushed tone.

“Agh, but like, dealing with actual relationship stuff sounds like sooo much work! I’m just doing whatever I feel like right now.”

“Well, maybe one day you’ll find that then… later on, I guess.”

[just-alittlekit]

Dan talking about doing a live show during gamingmas makes me feel all warm inside because it reminds me that he really cares and likes spending time with us. we would all understand if he was too busy with a new video up everyday, but he is still willing to take the time to talk with us because he wants to. it’s not about keeping up appearances for his brand or money or anything else, but just hanging out with us. It’s the little things like this that let you know they really care

[yoshiitheyoshii]

Sum goin on I know it

I was in Genshin bored asf so I decided to go to liyue to bring back som memories

I had xingqiu on my team and as I was going walking around lookin for somthing interesting i look to my boi and he’s makin a face

JUDGE I HAVE PROOF

Bye I dont remember having beef with him but wuteva 😒

MABYE it’s bc I didn’t heal Chongyun right after fighting a hilichurl squad

My badd Broo👉👈

Either way I ignored it and said Srry.

then I went to liyue harbor bc y not😪

I was walking around

I Saw a doggo and got excited

So I sat there for like one min talkin bout dat dawg

And I guess he didn’t like that or sum cus he made that face again😔 (was he jealoussss???)

But like he was staring at the dog so I was like ‘lemme take a pic real quick’

AS SOON AS I TOOK THIS PICTURE DUDE SNAPPED HIS HEAD TOWARDS ME SO FAST-

AND HIS FACE INSTANTLY CHANGED TO NORMAL

BRO SCARED THE SHIT OUTTA ME TOO

After that he just stared into my soul oh my gawh

Still caught his ass in action🤳