#I cant tell if this was to make me sob more or cheer me up/silly

[raggedmasquerade]

EAGEURHRKSHAJEHRJAHJSGRJ

WIFEEE!!!!!!! I MISS HIM VERY MUCH

Falls to the floor and sobs

[fandomfixationstation]

Warning: mention of death of a loved one.

Todays concept is MC gets a call that like their parental figure has died one way or another and this upsets them greatly because one, they aren’t there to help with anything two, the only people there to do anything are their siblings three, they considered said parent a angel or a blessing by god (optional/bonus points if said parents name means angel-)  They don’t say anything at first though they seem rather angry and now one can figure out why. then they hide and have a mental breakdown to cry in hopefully but unlikely peace.  now I shall write the response headcanons / scenarios or whatever I will do Update: well I didn’t write a scenario / short story bit for all of them because i ran out of energy to do so and then i never went back to it, though if anyone begs or askes nicely I could in theory maybe work something out. this was something self indulgent and was something i wrote to really get me out of a bad headspace.  Lucifer

He is the first one to realize something is wrong, especially if they aren’t a very angry person. 

probably doesn’t get to ask about what is going on because he is forced to deal with something else and rather quickly

though when people start inquiring where they went after lunch, finding it unlikely that they would randomly choose to skip class or something he makes his goal to find them.

Probably doesn’t take him long to find them after he starts looking. gets it in the first three guesses of where they are hiding.

“why are you hiding here with Cerberus?” Lucifer said with a bit of amusement. he figured he would find them here with his dog. just not curled up and cuddling. 

“wouldn’t you like to know” was all they uttered out, having no real energy to argue, or fight. though it was clear they had been crying their eyes out. 

“well something is clearly upsetting you, why not talk about it. nobody else is here to listen in” Lucifer offers to lend an ear to listen to their problems. he was also hoping that by doing so he could get to the root of the problem and deal with it. expecting that he was going to have to knock one of his brothers into line again. 

“I just received some bad news. that’s all. also, I’ll be otherwise located Friday, so like, don’t worry if I’m not around on Friday, I will be back like Saturday, so there is that” They explain, clearly not wanting to get into the details of the so called bad news.  

“otherwise located?” Lucifer inquired as to what the hell they meant by that. 

“yeah, um, I will be visiting - visiting the human world for the day.” visiting might not be the word they were looking for but it was the word they went with nonetheless. 

“your visiting the human world?” Lucifer was surprised to say the least. especially considering he wasn’t hearing about this till now. 

“yeah, i was talking to Diavolo not long ago to make sure it was alright” with a sigh the were back to melting into the side of the dog. 

“normally you are excited to visit the human world, what happened” lucifer wanted to get to the root of the misery they were feeling and he wasn’t gonna sweep this under the rug.

“for fuck sakes, you really aren’t gonna leave me alone till I say it huh? my parent fucking died. are you fucking happy, lucifer? Jesus Christ.” doing everything in their power to hold back a second wave of tears as they add on “my blessing of a parent died. can we drop the topic now?” they said clearly not wanting to hear anything come out of lucifer's mouth as they hardly give him the chance to speak. 

“ah, I see, my condolences” Lucifer was trying to figure out what to say at the same time he was trying to figure out how to cheer them up or at least make them more comfortable. “do you want some Kleenex? how about some water?” lucifer inquired simply.

“water would be nice.” they let out a sigh. 

“im sure your parent was a lovely person. I think it is safe to assume that they’ll end up somewhere where they are safe and happy” Lucifer states simply as he holds a hand out to them to help them to their feet.

“I have no doubts about it. so you don’t need to tell me twice. it just. . . hurts” They says rather quietly. Accepting lucifer’s hand and pulling themself to their feet. 

”go take a seat in my office, no one will bother you in there. I’ll join you soon enough with your glass of water.”  Mammon

This man probably thinks he did something wrong, spends half the day trying to figure out what he did

if its not that he is trying to figure out who pissed them off and who he should be yelling at.

he hates to admit it but he doesn’t like seeing them angry or upset. 

is probably gonna be first to realize that they slipped of to somewhere and start trying to find them right away. 

after checking a few other areas, Mammon finally considers they might have just gone home to hide. knocking on their door and slowly opening it mammon calls out into the room “Oi, human are you in here?”. 

“Go away Mammon” they were heard but very muffled as they had encased themselves in several blankets, clearly sounding like they were crying. unless they choose to eat gravel or something. 

“what’s got you so bumbed out?” Mammon said fully entering the room now know that they were in the room and completely ignoring their request to go away. 

“I said go away, I don’t want to talk about it” They said pulling the pillow to their head in hopes to block out more of the world. so that they didn’t have to look up and face the fact they were a hot mess. so mammon didn’t have to see them like this.

“no! the great mammon isn’t leaving till you say what's bothering you! that way I can fix it for you!” Mammon declared boldly. goofy grin on his face hoping that his optimism would help cheer them up. 

“you can’t fix this. you cant bring back the dead. well unless you use necromancy, but. that's never worked out” They had let out a dry laugh for saying all of this. but now they were holding back tears trying to not cry their heart out for a second time.

“oh human...” Mammon was at a loss of words, though to be fair he didn’t get the time to form a full sentence. 

“I’ll never get them back. they were practically an angel” they sniffled, trying to not sob. “my parent died mammon. what the fuck am I going to do?” they didn’t really expect an answer from mammon. 

“Listen here, the great mammon will deal with all the technical talk, and will make sure you can go to the human world long enough for you to do what you need to. but till then and maybe after, I’ll be here for you.” mammon explained simply. 

after letting out a chocked sob they reached out a hand and grabbed onto mammon's arm. “thank you” they sobbed out. mammon just sat there and patted the blanket pile gently trying to give as much comfort as he could. 

“do you want a hug?”

“please-”

Leviathan

since he hides away and does online classes (Correct me if im wrong) he might not even realize something is going on

unless he messages them and doesn’t get a response. 

will ask if the others have seen them and like will try to figure out where they were last seen.

eventually puzzles together that something is wrong and he should look for them

Satan

He although wrathful himself, isn’t able to see through the anger and might be a little annoyed about them for being so.

though he does understand that there is probably a reason for them being upset. he’ll do his best to figure out what caused them to act this way.

he’s stubborn and straight forward, he’ll probably be direct and ask what is wrong and wont leave till he gets an answer.

or he might occasionally bring it up and keep getting updates with how their doing kind of thing.

doesn’t really have to seek for them when they hide away because he watched them slip away and got worried and followed them

Asmodeus 

he is very quick to realize something more is going on, something more than meets the eye. 

probably doesn’t directly do anything at first other than same some sugar coated words in hopes it cheers them up.

when that doesn’t work, he gets very worried and tries to convince them to do somethings to ‘take your mind off of things’ 

knows exactly where to look to find them. first try!

Beelzebub

one of two ways, he either doesn’t notice anything for the first little bit, or he has a strange feeling nagging him that something is wrong and he tries to figure out what.

once its clear that they’ve disappeared he is quick to start looking, might take a while to find them because he is gonna check everywhere to find them.

bear hugs no questions asked, will try to comfort to the best of his abilities. 

will ask them what they want to do after a while to see what he can do to make them feel better

Belphegor

tbh honest probably knows something is up right away. 

with either avoid it entirely or bluntly ask what is wrong

if he doesn’t get a direct answer or is shooed away he doesn’t have the energy to push for the truth, might be a bit annoyed.

once he hears that they have gone missing it probably wont take him long to find them. 

will sit down next to them and be like ‘now will you tell me what is wrong?’

Solomon

since he doesn’t have the same amount of time with them he may not notice at first. or he does notice ASAP because holy shit what happened why are they so mad.

might try to inquire what is wrong and like use his natural charm to try to cheer them up. 

when he hears they are lost or missing ect. he uses magic to find them as quickly as possible. 

will do a bunch of considerably silly and goofy things trying to get them to smile or laugh before trying to get them to talk about whats bothering them

Simeon 

doesn’t take him long to figure out something is wrong, just one look and he knows

but other wise, he’ll simply ask if you want to talk about it. when bluntly rejected he’ll leave them alone

they go missing during the day? maybe it was worse than he first realized, he’ll go looking for them.

will find them within the hour, maybe a half hour if he’s lucky. 

mans will try to comfort them any way he can.

_____________________________________________________________ sorry, for not doing Diavolo, luke and barbatos, i just didn’t really have the time to do them nor could i figure out how to do ones for them so like aihogdsifh sorry. but i do hope you enjoy this post nonetheless. 

[giffgaff6592]

alex and henry comfort cos i’m sad

so we all know that both of the boys have awful sleep schedules, like so bad, like omg how are they still functioning.

but just imagine that after the timeline of rwarb, they still live apart in the uk and america.

alex is working into the night, hyped up on caffeine and brute force to complete this goddamn essay.

henrys sat in bed at home all snuggled up but cant sleep because all he can think of is his dad and how he wished the world was different. why cant everyone just be okay with alex and him together. he’s scrolling through all the hate they get on social media and the press in general. (of course there are lovely messages as well but bad outweighs good).

he’s just constantly scrolling and scrolling and scrolling, eyes are filling with tears and his head is beginning to ache with the realisation that even in 2020 some people are still homophobic twats. 

then his phone flashes up with alex calling him (his contact is an adorable picture of the two of them kissing next to prince consort road because yes of course alex would make them go back to take a selfie).

“hey sweetheart i had a feeling you’d still be up. i’m trying so hard to finish this fucking essay but i miss y-”

but as soon as that southern drawl reaches his ears henry just bursts into tears because it sounds like home and alex and just everything he needs right now.

“oh baby what’s wrong?” alex sounds worried at this sudden display of emotions that happens rarely from henry.

“i just- really need you” henry sniffles through the phone.

“H, i need you too sweetheart! fucking hell i would give anything to be there right now with you darling. in fact-” henry could here some shuffling and then a muffled yell that sounded like june swearing but he couldn’t be sure. “yeah, im so sorry sweetheart i can’t fly out last minute the day before the inauguration but so help me god if i won’t do everything in my power to make you feel better. even if i’m thousands of miles away. 

this absolute confidence that alex had in his abilities of comfort made henry’s sobs subside into hesitant hiccups and sniffles as he pulled his duvet up around his face.

“right first of all i want you to know that i love you SO MUCH okay- shut the fuck up june i can yell however loud i want!” a wet giggle from henrys end at that one.

“and you need david, where is that little guy he’s supposed to give you hugs while i’m away?” the trotting of paws came across the floor as he heard is name. “ahhhh, hello david good lad-” alex was right david does make everything slightly more bearable.

“next on the list of alex’s ways to cheer henry up- jabba jaffa cakes! oh and some tea of course you ‘ole english mate’” “alex *sniff* i love you but that was the worst attempt at an english accent i have ever heard in my life” henry said as he padded along to the cupboard to grab a cup of tea and jaffa cakes.

once huddled back in bed with his list of comfort items henry did feel like that hole had been partly filled just by talking to alex and feeling like he wasn’t another world away. they ended up just talking for hours on end, alex telling henry stories about silly things around the office during the campaign and powerpoints from his mother. there was one story that had them bent over with laughter, but once the chuckles had turned into soft smiles. alex had just talked to henry until he drifted off to sleep, soothed and hopefully no longer distraught by the reality of living thousands of miles apart.

alex thought to himself ‘we really should move in together’ he couldn’t stand seeing henry so distraught and started looking for apartment listings that night. but not before booking a flight to london for the next night.

[maxmagic]

~Giovanni and (Y/N)~

Giovanni x reader (platonic)

Warning: swearing

Genre : idk honestly

If there are spelling errors let me know

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It was a clear night sky. Jazz City was quiet , most people by know asleep or spending times with loved ones.

But no , not Giovanni . He was putting the last few finishing touches of his Banzai Blaster uniform . His last mission didnt go as planned and his suit suffered 'cuz of it . It wasn't that bad tho , only a few holes . But Giovanni knew how to knit , but not how to sew. He didnt want to bother Molly so late at night , so he decided to take it upon himself to fix the holes. After some effort and a bit of blood (clumsy boy pricked his finger) he was done .

Just then , he heard his window open . He turned around and it was (Y/N) , his faithful partner in crime and sometimes rival, who was also a Banzai Captain. They slipped in and let out a sigh "Yoo Gio, are you done or what? The night doesnt last forever you know !" "Geez , who put you in a bad mood ? You cant rush art (Y/N) . Sewing is a delicate act that needs a lot of concentration " Giovanni remarked . (Y/N) frowned and put their hands on their hip ."Just... hurry up and get ready, please. I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop with the crew." And with that the felt .

'Ugh , moody...'

Giovanni finally put his suit on and made his way to the roof. The wind blew gently , making his cape flow with the wind , adding extra flare to his long awaited entrance. "Minions and (Y/N) , tonight is a big night !! Tonight we do something so bad and evil , every one in this city will bow before us !!" Giovanni said with so much pride and energy. He stirked a dramatic pose , pointing to the city . "Tonight ... we rob the mall". The Banzai Blasters cheered at their captain , but (Y/N) wasn't having it. "Again Gio?? Didnt you guys get completely busted last time and my team had to get you guys out before the police arrested you all ??" She said , frustrated as memories from a month ago flashed by. To keep it short , it was a disaster. Giovanni stumbles a bit at their sudden remark . They never embarrass him in from on his boys. He quickly picked himself up and said " B-But this time , it's going to be different . Crusher found a way to bypass the security of the main doors , so they'll never see us coming . " "What about the mall cops ?" (Y/N) asked , wanting this to be over and done with. "Pffft , mall cops are nothing ", Giovani disregarded, " it's usually some old grandad with bones made out of toothpicks" . He puts an arm around (Y/N) and grins "Besides ... We are that Banzai Blasters !! Nothing can stop us , especially not the cops". To that , (Y/N) only rolled their eyes . They removed Giovannis hand from their shoulder and starts heading to the mall , carelessly jumping from building to buildings.

Giovanni let out a huff , but then his face softened. Was something the matter ? Were they upset ? He pondered about it for a bit , before brushing it off. I mean , if they were sad they'd tell him... right ?

Some time passes while they got to the mall. Through the whole trip , Giovanni was looking at (Y/N) . Looking up close , they seemed kinda mad . Giovanni felt his stomach turn a bit. He knew something was up , but ... He cant just bring it up out of nowhere! Then they'll be even more mad . Giovanni just signs and opens the door of the mall . While he was sulking , Crusher managed to unlock it and clear the censors . They all made their way in , the big hollow mall quiet and peacefull . Not for long lol. As soon as they entered , the Banzai Blasters rushed through every store and shop . Wrecking things and taking goods. (Y/N) was just sitting a bench , mumbling to themselves . They eminanted a dangerous aura , so thick and deadly someone could easily suffocate in it.

Suddenly they heard a crash and sirens went of . "Jesus Fuck , who sounded the alarms?!?!. They looked around and saw one of Banzai blasters managed to break a window and it sounded the alarms. "Crusher , you bumbass, I though you said you hacked the alarms ?!!"(Y/N) yelled , furious. "I-I only was able to shut of the security on the d-doors. They must h-have added ne-ew ones on the windows " Crusher stuttered out , kiss knees shaking . Giovanni rushed to the group an said "We have to get out of here !! The cops will be here any minute " . As he said that , the doors and windows rattled and a metal curtain dropped . Now they were really fucked . (Y/N) cursed under their breath . "Theres probably a hatch or something to get us out. Crusher , if we get arrest I'm fucking killing you ." They grab two of the Banzai blasters by the collar and drag them to a vent. "Quickly you shits, open the vent before I pummel you to the ground and leave you for the cops" (Y/N) yelled in a manner almost sounded like a lions road.

Thats it. That's the final straw. No one messes with Giovanni's Boys , even if it's a close friend. Giovanni taps (Y/N) on the shoulder and they turn around."Dont talk to my boys that way!! Only I get to do that " he said ,"You've been a real piece of work the whole night , but this is just being a dick . You okay? Did something happen?". Giovannis voice dulled to a more concerned tone ."I've told you before , I'm FINE." they say through gritted teeth. Just then a loud clang is heard. The two Banzai Blasters managed to open the vent . (Y/N) smiled and clapped their hands sarcastically "Great job, now MOVE.". They push away the two Banzai Blasters and make their way towards the vent . The crawl in and suddenly they're dropped at least 15 feet down . "Aw SHIT!" they cry out. That's going to leave a lot of bruises. They managed to fall on some wash cloths tho , so no broken bones. "ARE YOU OKAY" Giovanni yells down the vent. He could hear a quiet groan in return. "Aw hell... listen here boys . That vent must have lead to some painful stuff , so we dont go that way . You find another path and I'll scoop (Y/N) out of there." "But boss, what if you dont get out ? The police wil- "Dont be silly , Crusher . I am the great Giovanni Potage~! Nothing can stop ME" Giovanni strikes a confident pose , before crawling in the vent .

He also dropped the 15 feet and fell on his but. He cringed , but looked around for his friend. He could only see a small bluff in the corner of the small room . Then his heart broke as he heard sobbing . He rushed over to the blur, which of course was (Y/N) , big tears streaming down their face. "Hey hey , are you hurt ? Did the fall break a bone ?" . Giovanni scanned their body for cuts or breaks , but didnt find anything that looked broken. (Y/N) clutched Giovannis suit and sobbed , their face buried in his chest. They said a few words , but they were muffled by sobs and fabric. Giovanni only patted their head and gave them a big hug. For now he wasnt worried about cops or anything . He just wanted to help his friend.

After a while (Y/N) removed their face from Giovanni's chest , which was now stained with tears. Their sobs were now only sniffles and small hiccups. "Do you want to talk about it ? Giovanni said softly . He sat next to them and let his friend rant about their horrible day ..

"How your day must have really sucked, huh?" "Yeah... thanks for letting me went to you. I though I could tough it out for the day but.... guess not " (Y/N) said as they rubbed the back of their neck in shame. Giovanni gave them a side hug , and looked them straight in the eyes. "We've been friends for so long . It's like I've known you my whole life. You know you can always talk to me if you have problems . Besides, you shouldn't keep all your emotions bottled up . That's for chums". Giovanni smiled at the last line ."That's for chums" was a little inside joke they made from their first mission together.

(Y/N) smiled ."Thanks Gio ... really. I'm sorry I acted like such a douche . You're a really good friend ." Giovanni bashfully shrugged "I mean of course I am . I'm the great Giovanni ~ I

Just then they heard loud sirens .That's right. In all their bonding time ,they forgot they were running away from the police.

How will they get out of this situation??

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Yep , got lazy with the ending . Sorry , but hoped you enjoyed

[iamsonyeondone]

not so tough // lee chan

♥ college!au

♥ slight angst and fluff!!!

♥ 2.1k words

♥ requested :  Hi bby! I thought you'd may like some other seventeen members to write for so could I request an angst with happy fluff ending chan? Thanks you and keep up the amazing works ily~

chan has a habit of keeping up a strong facade, especially as the oldest in his family

and sometimes his group of friends have an effect on him to break down those walls

but even those instances dont come so often and yet he’s still strong enough to hold it in

or at least for now

you’ve known him for at least three years and all of it started with a very cliche moment of knocking into each other, more than once and quite literally

you had just gotten your exams over and done with and had decided to treat yourself to something sweet at the campus’s cafe

after ordering a small slice of cake, you turned around to head back to your seat until hot liquid poured all over your blouse, scalding you a little in the process

“oh god i’m so sorry,” a tall figure apologizes to you profusely, bringing out napkins from the counter while his friend instinctively took his hoodie off of himself

“he’s a little clumsy but i hope this hoodie will do,” the shorter one apologizes on his behalf as he gives you the hoodie but you were quick to refuse

“its not like i have anywhere else to go, and it’s not as warm with the ac on,” you muster up a smile, even though your skin was burning under your shirt

“either way, it’ll make us look like the biggest idiots for not helping you out. take it, i have more than just one hoodie,” he grin, his strong resolve to give you his hoodie was undefeatable

“if you say so. what’s your name? or maybe your number? so i can at least give it back,” and maybe your high five-ing yourself for taking this cute boy’s number with the best opportunity, fetching out your phone 

“here, let me put in my number,” he quickly types it in and gives it back

“lee chan? i guess we’ll see each other soon,” you chuckle, thanking him once more for the sweet gesture as you went to the washroom to change

“so our little baby finally asked out a girl?” mingyu teased chan, nudging him in the ribs

“for once i thank god for making you this tall clumsy giant,” he shook his head but the smile on his face never wavers

but the second time you guys meet wasnt as soon as you had thought it would be

once your grades had been keyed in, you couldnt help but forget about the cute boy’s number, a little disappointed at the fact that it wasnt up to your expectations

with a sigh, you decided it would be best to just walk it off, and get some fresh air from being so cooped up in your dorm and lecture rooms

the park near your dorm was peaceful and calming, the harmonization of the cicadas as well as the chilly breeze made it worthwhile

you were too busy admiring the night sky with your earphones plugged in to notice a figure bulldozing your way

the both of you collide, falling to the rough pavement as you rubbed your butt

just as you were about to apologize, a familiar face sits on the opposite side of you

but you dont see a smile on that face, or that reassuring aura he exuded that day

instead you him curled up in a different hoodie, tears streaming down his face, making his eyes turn blood-shot red and the tip of his nose reddening 

“lee chan?” you dont even realize your voice coming out as a whisper, his vulnerable state having such a big effect on you

you dont even get up from the floor and instead, sat with your legs crossed, holding his hand cautiously

“what’s wrong?” you whisper once more, this time drawing circles with your thumb on the top of his palm

but that only urged him to bawl his eyes out even more

he must have kept it in for a long time, you thought

without another word, you sat beside him and wrapped an arm over his shaking shoulders

after a few minutes, chan’s sobs turn into sniffles and you chuckle as you take another look at him

“i didnt want our second meeting to be this way, but i guess you look pretty cute with rudolph’s nose,” you tease a little as a small smile threaten to adorn his face

“me neither, i might even have planned it out,” he chuckled, still sniffling every once in a while

“plan? for what?” you scoff and even when your arm still remain on his shoulders, it didnt feel right to remove it from him - it’s still pretty cold y’know

“to take you out on a date? what else would i do? ask you to take a survey?” he raised a brow, and the apples of your cheeks turn bright pink and your glad the night was dark enough to hide them

“then i should have remembered to text you if it was going to be that way. but we’re here now, besides, what’s up?” you question, a topic you were a little hesitant on asking but something told you it was for the best

“its nothing-”

“if it was nothing we wouldn’t be here right now with your snot all over the place,” it was your turn to tease him now, making chan scoff in disbelief

“i guess i’m a little stressed out. personal matters and work. it’s all piling up and i guess i bottled it for too long,” he sighed, bringing his knees to his chest

“you dont have anyone to talk about this?” 

“i,,, do actually. but i’m sure they’ve got their own problems to fuss over. they’re always taking care of me too so i couldn’t make them hold the burden of my own problems,” he chuckled in embarrassment

“of course everyone has their own problems, silly. but we all still confide in someone right? then if you don’t confide in them, why not talk to me? i dont have all the time in the world but its 2018 we’ve got phones,” you giggled, quickly typing into your phone

as chan’s phone dinged with a new notification, you pat his back once more

“look, now you have my phone number too so you can always tell me whenever you have a problem. and maybe also remind me about your hoodie,” you smiled while chan chuckled at your first text message

‘for the cute boy with the red nose’

and the both of you had been close ever since

there were times that you would take the time out of your day to walk at the same park, to spill all the details about your day or to simply hang out

sometimes you would leave silly voice messages to cheer him up or simply things that reminded you of him

like the otter miniature you saw at a toy store or the time when you took a picture of a deer and drew a red nose on it

and chan would keep reminding you to give him back the hoodie

and you lowkey really want to keep it forever because its super comfy

“you told me to remind you to give it back but its been a whole year and its still at your dorm,”

“you cant blame me for liking a perfectly comfortable hoodie that smells a little like you,”

and chan actually also secretly likes it when you take a selfie with the hoodie on because you look extremely cute in it

like damn, he would give you all the hoodies in the world if you looked thaT cute with it on

and its just constant teasing and flirting between the two of you even though nothing really announces the both of you being officially together

and your scared to even mention it because you’re afraid you’re thinking things a bit too far

although holding his hand all the time and not only when his sad sounds like heaven and just,, snuggling with him?? whenever you want to too??

you’re afraid that you’re the only one thinking about it

but hOOO boi

chan has been thinking about placing kisses all over your cute face and seeing you in all his hoodies and just showering you with all the love that he has

because he has never really had someone to break him out of his shell, and for you to have that ability all the time honestly scares him too

because what if you dont want things to go further either? to take the next step

it’s been three years now ever since the both of you knocked into each other at the park

and ever since then, the both of you have been attached at the hip

you even got to know chan’s family as well as his group of friends which you still recognized one of them who towered them all

all of them loved you and secretly knew about the constant love eyes that appeared whenever chan mentioned you

jeonghan may or may not have threatened you about taking care of chan, but once he actually got to know you, he’s been fawning over you too ever since

which also meant that he might have told you things about chan whenever you werent around

like the way he kept showing your selfies to the others because he thought you looked like a cute kitten

or when he kept mentioning you whenever they went out together

and maybe also about the time chan had finally decided to tell the others about his problems too instead of relying on only you

because he knows how hard life can get for you especially with the numerous secrets you have only told him

and that was a wake up call you never new you needed

with that information, you planned to tell him the next time you and chan met at the park, where the both of you could be alone

and when chan finally suggested to take a walk through facetime, you enthusiastically agreed and slipped on his hoodie, although his scent was no longer there

when chan sees you with the familiar apparel, he laughs into the quiet night, his laughter making butterflies flutter in your stomach

“you’re finally giving this back to me? why? is it because he doesnt smell like me anymore?”

and youre caught off guard, eyes widening as your mouth failed to form sentences

“you’re making it seem like i have super powers when you cant even whisper without me hearing,” he chuckled ruffling your head

as the both of you walked side by side, catching up with each other and telling about each other’s day

you bathed in the feeling of comfort and serenity and you just knew being right by his side was a safe haven you never asked for but needed

“chan?” you call out to him, digging your hands deeper into the pockets as he hummed in reply

“i... i really want to thank you for being my friend, for being here for me and doing dumb stuff with me all the time. I couldn’t ask for someone better,” you giggled, looking back up to him

chan’s heart race at the sight, the way your eyes twinkled looking AT him

he was the reason for you to look this happy, and it felt like he was walking on cloud nine, like he became the president of south korea

“of course i would do dumb shit with you, you’re entitled to being my friend after you saw me have that mental breakdown,” he joked, wrapping an arm around your shoulder

“but i dont want to be just a friend,” you spoke up, stopping in your tracks as chan did so too, his heart running a mile per minute

“t-then what do you want to be?” he questioned, looking right back at you now, his arm letting go of you only to hold your hand again

“i want- will you be my boyfriend-” without another word, chan hugs you tight and places a soft kiss onto your forehead

“you beat me to it,” he laughed, euphoria washing over him as he swayed the both of you from side to side

he wouldnt stop laughing, nuzzling his face into your neck while you hugged his waist tightly

“so...can i take this hoodie instead?” you asked him, a mischievous grin on your face

“as long as you’re with me, you can take any hoodie of mine,”

chan soon learnt the immense regret for saying that, but who cares when the love of your life gives you the best cuddles, am i right?

[flower-of-the-desert]

2x10 Thoughts

That should have been the title of the episode tbh. It would have been a really solid good ending to this part of the season if they’d paid a bit more attention and didnt take the easy way out of every tricky situation.

Sidenote: dispite the beginning, this is not a total hate post. In fact, I dont think it’s hate at all but more so discussing the writing issues that I think exist in the show. I’ve also included some more of my thoughts and an explanation of why I’m perhaps being a bit harsher on the show and certain characters (yes, I mean Alec) than might be strictly necessary and where exactly my problems with them stem from. So if you wanna read about silly old me and my thoughts, give it a try.

We need the vampires to attack Clary but Magnus is there too? No problem, just have someone hold his hand because apparently he cant do magic without waving his hands around??????

We need a dramatic reveal of Dot in the cage but Luke just said everyone there was either dead or gone? Lol, what werewolf senses???

Maia needs to confront Luke but she doesnt know where he is? Just have her wait in a random sreet in the hopes he might pass by!

Have Simon knock Valentine unconscious but we still need him to go be the Big Bad Guy? No worries, Jace and Simon are just gonna leave him there on the ground because... reasons.

Then we need someone to steal the soul sword? Pff, Clary can just drop it onto the ground and leave it there, no biggie.

And so on. I think the thing that really gets to me is not exactly that there are plot holes, I mean every story has them but it’s just... because I think the writers are in fact capable of creating good solid storytelling. When they decide to do it right, they do and the result is great! I havent shied away from praising the things that I think were done well. So they proved that they CAN do it but apparently sometimes they just... dont want to? Dont care enough? And that pisses me off. I��ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I think the show has amazing potential, the idea at the core of the worldbuilding is hella interesting, the characters could be well-rounded and appealing, the plots could really suck you in with interesting action scenes and emotional confrontations and just... it could be so much MORE than what it is and I WANT it to be that. Instead I get episodes like this one and I want to flip a table or two.

Anyway, moving on to the rest of the ep. I love Maia continuously calling out Luke for his clear favourism of Clary and shadowhunters in general over his own pack. And I hate how Luke is treating her like some naughty child that needs a time out. Honestly, I’m even surprised he didnt just leave her on the street there.

And Aldertree’s sob story... man, you finally got me. Look at the tears streaming down my face. *sarcasm font* His story was tatal bullshit as much as his claim that he had warned Izzy of the risks. Dont make me laugh, pal. When exactly did you warn her? When you were trying to get her to spy on Clary? Or when you came onto her? Yeah, didnt think so. And frankly, this would have been the PERFECT chance for Alec to stand up for downworders and show he’s slowly but surely changing - have him defend Aldertree’s poor dead girlfriend and say something like it wasnt her nature, you dumb asshole, anyone in her situation would have reacted like that, you just killed the woman you claimed to love to save your own ass (which is true).

This is why I’m harsh on him (and shadowhunters in general). Because yeah, maybe it’s a small thing in the grand scheme of things, maybe it seems like I’m nitpicking. And both the narrative and some fans seems intend on ignoring those small things like they never happen (or are totally acceptable). But they matter to me. Because it’s those small things that make up the bigger picture. It’s those small things that pile up and shape a character who doesnt come across to me as what I’ve been told he is. So here I am being harsh on poor Alec because someone needs to. Someone needs to point out his mistakes, big and small, because otherwise it seems like it’s tots ok for him to an ass and casually racist, it’s only an issue when the “bad” shadowhunters do it.

This is especially true within the canon itself because if someone doesnt sit him down and explain to him what he did/said wrong and WHY it’s wrong, how is he supposed to learn to be better? How am I supposed to believe he really doesnt view DWs (Magnus included) as either soulless demons or children in need of his management when we dont get to see him work though these things and come to the conclusions that he needs to come to in order to improve. And the same goes for Jace and Clary and Izzy and all the others. This is what I want for him. I want him to get better. I want to cheer for him and be ridiculously sappy about his love life. But I need to see him changing and getting better, not just have someone tell me he is from one episode to the next. I dont think he’s some evil bastard that needs to die but he’s not as innocent and “woke” as people think either. His casual racist remarks and actions show that clearly enough and I want that addressed beyond a simple I’m sorry (do you even know why you should be sorry or why you acted like that in the first place?) and I forgive you

And since we are on the subject, the I love you scene was actually... quite nice? I mean I thought I’d have a issue with it but it was really good, all things considered. I liked the display of emotions and affection Alec portrayed and the whole omg, I thought you were dead so now I just need to tell you how I feel is a true and tested romance cliche but damn if I dont fucking love it to bits so yeah. I think the thing that bothers me more is the overall context rather than the scene itself. The last time Magnus and Alec saw each other was when Alec confronted Raphael and was rightfully pissed at Magnus for keeping it a secret. And then they dont interact at all after that (and I dont believe it’s mentioned that they’ve seen each other off screen either) till the love confession scene. So it just feels a bit disjoined. Plus I think there really needed to be some kind of closure on that. I mean Alec beat the crap out of Magnus’s son and Magnus didnt tell Alec his sister was off getting high all this time. I’m pretty sure this classifies as something that needs talking about.

I still feel so bad for Jace. I honestly cannot believe the show has managed to take this character I was so annoyed with at best and couldnt stand at worst in s01 and turn him around so much that I can honestly say I like him now. See what I mean about the writers being capable of good storytelling when they want to? I wish they’d do the same with Simon because as much as I’ve come to enjoy Jace, my annoyance with Simon has been raised to the same level. And this whole daywalker thing isnt helping because I still think it’s stupid as hell. What has Simon deserved to be given his special ability anyway? And why should he not have to deal with any consequences of being a vampire? I wouldnt be surprised if next season he finds a way to stop drinking blood too. If you’re gonna have a vampire character, then why remove all his limitations and characteristics of being one???

[starrywriting]

having a breakdown

bucky barnes

an: i love bucky with all my heart. i will protect. also, sorry for my uncalledfor hiatus. so much is going on in my life but, hopefully after halloween things will clear up :) requests are open bbs

hes literal art^

being a college student as well as a big part of the avengers was hard

you were in control of their suits and their improvements

and although you were smart

working for tony stark

and making crazy money

you wanted more

and everyone understood that and helped you

and you were beyond grateful

tony understood

and he helped you chase your dreams because he saw you as the daughter he wanted but knew he couldn’t have

at least not with his current lifestyle

and bucky was an angel

he arrived at the tower and you embraced him

both metaphorically and literally

you treated him normal

and normal was something bucky yearned for

until he began yearning for not only control but

he yearned for you

and that brought him to a state of wanting you but being too afraid to let his love get exposed to your beautiful self

and it wasnt until one night that he allowed himself to crack for you

you had told everyone at the tower that you would be at your lab

playing such a big part in the lives of the avengers meant you got alot in return

your own lab

your own room

your own car

and all the love and support you could ever ask for

you sat yourself down on one of the desks in your lab at 8 o’clock pm sharp

but you still found yourself stressed as ever at 3 o’clock in the morning

you had to repair sams wings, peters shooters and you had to fix up your own mistake on tonys suit

annnnd you had two exams to study for that were 75% of your grade

you felt hopeless

and even when you finished one of the touch ups on sam’s wings

you still felt overwhelmed

maybe even more so

your eyes felt heavy

and your head was fogged with worry

you felt the tears in the back of your eyes

they stung with stress

and the lump of your throat was suffocating 

but you kept going

and kept your composure until it hit 4 am

and you heard the door of your lab open with a small jingle of the bell you had placed on the door

it was meant to cheer you up on long days bc it usually meant company

but all it made you want at the moment was to cry

after such a horrible night

you doubted you could face whoever it was

and when you heard his voice, you could only gulp loudly

“doll, what’re you doing up..”

“n-nothing..”

he could tell you were lying

so instead of pushing

he merely sat next to you

on your extra spinny chair

which he found entertaining on your long days in the lab bc he wouldn’t want to leave you but he would be bored

“you look tired, how about i take you to your room and ill wait till you fall asleep?”

“i can’t buck, i got too much on my plate...”

when he saw your bottom lip pout ever so slightly he would d i e

“I want to sleep, but i... can’t...”

when he heard your voice crack, his heart literally dropped

“doll, of course you can...”

“no buck, i cant.. ill let everyone down..”

“you could never let anyone down y/n”

you could only shake your head at that bc you knew that if you said anything you would start sobbing

so instead you stayed quiet and low

to cover up the fact that you were crying

but bucky knew right away

so he quickly spun your chair towards him

cupped your face and pressed his forehead against yours

“y/n listen to me, you will never let any of us down”

“b-but”

“no. listen. you are so smart, kind and loving. you’ve already done so much for us, and im a hundred percent sure that if tony saw you like this, he would be telling you the same..”

“i hate to see your beautiful eyes filled with tears doll...”

he would pull you into his chest bless his soul

and rub your back

he would probably use his sleeve to wipe away your tears

and his chin would be resting on your head as you cried

he would just hold you

because whenever he would cry

he just liked to have someone hold him

and luckily for him

that someone was always you

and he was sure you were the same way

hes known you long enough to know that

once he felt you stop crying

he would pull away slightly and wipe your face once more

and when you looked up at him and he saw the small, sad smile on your lips

he couldn’t help himself from running his thumb over your bottom lip

and dying

“you think my eyes are beautiful?”

“i think all of you is beautiful”

this time your smile wasn’t sad

and this time bucky returned the smile before kissing you gently

it was like a quick kiss

bc i legit stand for the idea of bucky being so shy during your first kiss

and then when he saw you didn’t freak, hed do it again

and the kiss would be slow, smooth and soft

like him

then hed pull away with the cutest grin mixed with his silly bedhead

ugh im crying in a ball

and he’d be quick to scoop you up bridal style and take you to his room for cuddles

literal soft comforting bucky

an aesthetic^^^

[hakyummy]

Backstage (Ken smut)

Genre: smut

Length: 2.4k

Pairing: Lee Jaehwan (Ken) + reader (female)

Summary: Jaehwan seems to be different when he comes off stage and Y/n tries to find out was wrong. However, she got more than she bargained for when Jaehwan initiates a dangerous activity in the dressing room.

All of the smuts that mention Vixx’s comeback I actually planned before any teasers came out it just takes me so long to get them done that it seems like I came up with the ideas recently. By the time I finish all of them it’ll be their next comeback lol. 

I had just started writing this smut when I got the request in for Ken smut luckily I felt blessed. I’ve been having so many Jaehwan feels lately so I enjoyed writing this. Here you go @kensprincess or other Ken stans or people that have been personally targetted by Jaehwan (eg me)!

ps not proof read, please let me know of any mistakes i might have made

(Support Shangri-La !!!)

As you stumbled around backstage you could hear Hakyeon giving everyone a pep talk, encouraging them to make this comeback stage ‘their best one yet’. You jogged into the area where they waiting before they were called to go on stage and saw the 6 boys stood in a circle with their hands in the centre. Vixx were in their new stage outfits for their comeback and you must say Jaehwan pulled the look off pretty well.

Jaehwan’s eyes lit up when he noticed your presence, but he couldn’t come and greet you due to Hakyeon’s never ending pep talk. He mock-rolled his eyes at Hakyeon and you had to stifle a giggle to prevent him from being caught. Your boyfriend smiled brightly at your response and continued making silly expressions at the leader when he wouldn’t notice. At one point Hakyeon noticed Jaehwan just as he was crossing his eyes and sticking his tongue out at him. Giving him a disapproving look, Hakyeon continued his motivational speech to the rest of the boys, although it didn’t seem to appear that any of them were actually listening.

It wasn’t long till the boys were called up on stage to perform. Jaehwan gave you a small wink which made you weak at the knees before disappearing on stage with one final look over his shoulder. Your heart fluttered as you watched the members take their place on the stage. It was their first performance of their new song and you couldn’t be prouder of Jaehwan and the rest of the boys.

Their performance went off without a hitch and soon enough Vixx were all clambering down the stairs from the stage, all bouncing around with adrenaline; laughing and chattering excitedly with each other about their first performance. Hakyeon praised all the members, offering to go out and buy drinks for all of them to celebrate their comeback stage which resulted in a loud cheer from the rest of the group.

You cheered along with the members as your eyes scanned over them to find Jaehwan, you just wanted to hug him and congratulate him on the amazing performance. He still wore the same bright smile on his face, but something seemed different. You wondered if maybe you were imagining things, but as your eyes met you could tell something was up. His happy and smiley face still couldn’t mask the fact that he had a different aura from before he went on stage and you were determined to find out what it was.

As you pondered over what could be on Jaehwan’s mind, he stalked over to you, grabbing your arm and dragging you away. You didn’t even have time to congratulate them all on the great performance.

“Jaehwan hyung, aren’t you coming out to the bar with us?” You heard Wonsik question.

“Y/n and I have dinner plans so we’re gonna leave early, maybe later.” Jaehwan dismissed him before exiting the room.

You had no time to rest as Jaehwan tugged you through the narrow hallways backstage. You were disorientated, unaware of where you were. Suddenly, Jaehwan pushed you through an open door and you stumbled in, recognising it to be Vixx’s dressing room. Jaehwan quickly scanned the hallways in case anyone was there, but once he saw the coast was clear he followed you into the room, abruptly closing the door behind him.

Unsure of what had gotten into him, you gingerly placed your hand on Jaehwan’s shoulder as he blankly stared at you. Before you could even utter another word out to ask Jaehwan about what was wrong, you were pressed against the far wall. You gasped out as Jaehwan attached his plump lips to the junction in your neck, immediately finding your weak spot. Rapid breaths left your mouth as you eyed the door. No lock. Anyone could walk in and see you. Despite knowing this was wrong and could possibly damage Jaehwan’s career, the risk that someone could walk in right now and see the two of you excited you. Any member of staff or crew member could enter the room and witness the sinful act that Jaehwan was performing.

Due to the lack of privacy you assumed Jaehwan would stop at kisses, but oh how you were wrong. His fingers teased underneath your shirt as he pushed it up and over your head before you could even object. His eyes bored into yours to silently ask for your permission to continue, chest rising and falling in anticipation. Your only response was to wrap your arms around his back and pull his body closer into yours, joining your lips together again. You knew you shouldn’t have been doing this but you couldn’t help yourself, Jaehwan was your weakness and whenever he wanted something you gave it to him.

He happily indulged in the feast you were offering him, but still craved more of it. Jaehwan’s impatience got the better of him and he slipped his tongue into your mouth to taste more of you. You whimpered into the kiss as your nails clawed into Jaehwan’s arms, scrabbling to get his outfit off; if you were doing this now, you were going to do it quickly. He smirked at your eagerness, rapidly discarding his clothing. Within no time at all his lips were back on yours, tongue exploring your mouth as his body pinned you to the wall. Due to the lack of clothing you could feel his obvious bulge against your leg and it made your insides heat up in anticipation.

Jaehwan’s fingertips teasingly ran across your upper thighs, sliding up underneath your skirt to taunt you. Your breath hitched in your throat and Jaehwan smirked, loving the effect he had on you so easily. You felt like you couldn’t breathe as his fingers gently caressed your covered folds. You wanted to speed him up, knowing you didn’t have long, but you couldn’t find your words as his fingers slipped underneath your underwear and began parting your folds.

You let out a soft whimper at the feeling of Jaehwan’s calloused fingers skimming over your core, biting your lip and leaning your head back against the wall. He smirked at your reaction and upped his ministrations, trailing the pads of his fingers up towards your clit and applying slight pressure on it. You whined and rutted your hips, hoping to get more friction from Jaehwan’s teasing touch. However the look on his face didn’t seem to look like he’d be giving you what you wanted anytime soon. You knew that look in his eye, you had to beg.

“Jaehwan please,” you seeked for more from him, “We don’t have much time please can you just touch me properly”

He pretended to consider your request, but you knew all too well from that look that he wanted more from you.

After a few moments you tried again, “Please Jaehwan, I need to feel you inside me”

His cock twitched in his boxers, yearning to be in you too, but he felt like he needed to play with you a bit, enjoying the way you were at his mercy and granted him with whatever he wanted to ensure you were satisfied in the end. He knew he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer until he took you here against the wall, but he thought he’d play it out a little longer until you were desperately sobbing for him with all you had.

He tilted his head at you and you knew you still hadn’t done enough for him. The cogs turned in your brain as you desperately tried to think of what to do to get Jaehwan to listen to your pleas.

“Jaehwan I need your thick cock to fill me up.” You whimpered, making eye contact with him.

That plead was what made him snap. Jaehwan rapidly shed himself of his clothing and held up your right leg, resting it on his hip. Not having time to remove every item of clothing, he simply pushed your skirt up around your waist as he readjusted himself and pushed your underwear aside. You took in a breath to prepare yourself for Jaehwan’s thick length to enter you. The slight pain that was expected from the lack of foreplay didn’t occur, since you were already so wet from the way Jaehwan had handled and treated your body prior. He tried to hide the small groan that was pulled from his throat as he nuzzled his face into your neck but you still heard loud and clear and gave out a small whimper in response. You loved when Jaehwan was vocal.

Realising that you didn’t have much time, Jaehwan didn’t take long to relax as he pulled back his hips then canted them forward again. You let out a small squeak in response before hurriedly covering your mouth with your hand in order to muffle the sounds Jaehwan was forcing from your body. He didn’t let up the relenting thrusts in your core, letting out quiet grunts each time he reached deep inside you. Your eyes were closed from the amount of pleasure you were feeling, but as you opened your them after several minutes you saw the most erotic sight of your life; Jaehwan had his head thrown back from the immense pleasure he was feeling, revealing his glorious neck to you. It shone with sweat and the his veins in his neck were straining up against his skin. His adams apple bobbed furiously as he kept trying to swallow back the sound of his moans and his jaw was clenched in concentration. Through all the vigorous movements you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled his face towards you. His eyes tried to focus on you through the pleasure that clouded his pupils and his fluffy hair was matted against his forehead from sweat. Just the sight of him alone made you moan and you clenched around him, pulling a growl from deep in his throat.

It was a mutual idea to crash you lips together to collide in a passionate kiss that left the two of you breathless. He growled into your mouth when he felt your nails dig into his skin, the pain spurring him on. Jaehwan hooked his other arm under your left leg, hoisting your body onto his. He panted from the effort of holding your body in place and maintaining his powerful thrusts, but it was worth it to feel you like this around him.

His head fell to your neck again, but this time in exhaustion as he panted breathlessly onto your skin, stimulating you further. His hips slowed down slightly, but the pleasure wasn’t decreased as when he reached deep inside you, he rolled his hips to help reach that spot that satisfied you the most. You threw your head forward when he reached it, biting onto his shoulder to stop your scream from echoing around the room. Jaehwan just always treated your body so well and it was hard to hold back the way he made you feel.

As you felt your peak nearing, the door suddenly opened. Jaehwan bought his hand to your mouth in lighting speed as fear filled his eyes, who had just walked in? As your ears focused you could hear Sanghyuk’s voice humming Shangri-La. Jaehwan relaxed a little hearing it only being another band member, if it was someone from management he would’ve stayed frozen until they were long gone down the hall. Jaehwan wasn’t ashamed about getting caught by his maknae, a smirk lifting on his face when an idea crossed his mind. You knew that look in his eye and desperately whispered for him to not do anything and wait until Sanghyuk left the room before he could continue.

Of course, he didn’t listen to you. Jaehwan secure his grip on your hipbones and lifted you up his cock slightly, before bringing you back down onto him again. The loud music of the stadium made the wet movements inconspicuous in the dressing room, going unnoticed by Hyuk. He just rummaged through one of the draws, presumably searching for something, completely oblivious of the incident that was occurring in the very same room.

It felt so wrong to do this when you could literally still hear Sanghyuk humming, but you were too far gone to stop. You don’t think Jaehwan would have stopped even if you asked him to do so anyway. You were hidden just around the corner and if Hyuk took several more steps to the right, he surely would have seen you what you two were doing, making your heart race- you weren’t sure if it was from anxiety or arousal.

Jaehwan worked you perfectly on his cock, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. You were almost there, just needing a little more to have the desire inside you to explode, but you were determined not to make it happen with Sanghyuk in the same room.

Luckily, Hyuk quickly fond whatever it was he was looking for and exited the room, closing the door behind him. When he entered the hallway you could hear him shouting, “I found it Wonsik-hyung.” You didn’t know what ‘it’ was, and frankly, you didn’t really care. All that mattered right now was you and Jaehwan.

Several more thrusts later you were gone, the heat coiling tightly in your abdomen as Jaehwan exploded inside of you. Your nerves tingled as you came down from your best orgasm in a while and you continued panting as you tried to let your body recover.

Jaehwan was quick to set your body down on the floor and your knees wobbled, obviously not being stable right now to support yourself. Jaehwan, however smirked at the effect his cock had on you body and quickly dressed himself before hurrying over to the door. You tried to walk with shaky legs to the dressing room door as Jaehwan bounded out. “Hyung! Actually we decided that we will come out for drinks tonight!” Hakyeon made a noise in acknowledgement and Jaehwan smiled and turned back to you with an innocent look on his face.

“Hurry up y/n!” he pretended to scold you playfully for being slow but of course he knew the real reason for your leisurely pace.

You huffed, you were going to get Jaehwan back for this later for sure.

[multimatchupmadness]

#20 for the angst prompt??? iwaoi if you could :P

hahahaha you just wanna see the world burn don’t you

“For once stop pretending that you’re okay! Just talk to me!”

Oikawa looked at the score on the screen, 23 - 25. The arena was losing their minds, screaming their cheers, but Oikawa’s hearing was tunneled, like there were mufflers over his ears inhibiting his sense of hearing. His team was devastated, some on the ground crying, others consoling each other. He just stood there, staring at the scoreboard. Suddenly, his attention was brought back to reality, a deep voice resounding in his ears.

“Oikawa-san, thank you for a good final game.” 

Oikawa blinked up at the person talking to him, trying to make sense of his words.

“Oikawa-san?”

Oikawa smiled, but it wasn’t friendly. It was bitter and sad, “No, thank you Ushiwaka. For taking away every possible opportunity for me to go to nationals, both in high school and college.” 

He turned on his heel and walked away without bothering to hear his response, because it was the truth. It’s been nine years he’s been playing against Ushijima. He couldn’t beat him in middle school, or high school. And it followed him to university, too. Oikawa just wasn’t destined to see Nationals it seemed. 

He went through the regular routine of thanking the fans, and the opposing team, and leaving the gym promptly. His team looked at him anxiously as they awaited a final speech, telling them how good next year will be and it’ll all be okay. And that’s what he did. Because Oikawa is a good captain and won’t let his feelings get in the way of anything, especially not his team that looked up to him. 

“So thank you, for a great four years, for my fellow seniors, and for being great kouhai’s to the rest of you. You truly made my college experience a great one.” Oikawa finished with a deep bow to the rest of the team, and that much was true. He had nothing but respect for his team because they worked so hard, it was his fault they didn’t go to nationals, not theirs. 

They all went their separate ways, Oikawa declining dinner politely, for he already had plans.

He made his way out of the arena, to be greeted with someone waiting for him. 

“Hey, baby, how you holding up?” A familiar voice asked him. 

Oikawa looked at him, a sympathetic look on his face, making him feel even more pathetic than he did. But he wasn’t about to let him know that.

“I’m fine, Iwa-chan. It’s just volleyball, it’s not a big deal. I’m going to the Japan team soon anyway, no biggie.” Oikawa said lightly, shrugging. Not meaning a single word.

“Bullshit.” Iwaizumi immediately replied.

Oikawa recoiled a bit, “No, it’s not. I’m fine, look at me!” Oikawa said, plastering his best smile on his face and holding his arms out proudly, just to show how okay he was.

“Why are you lying to me?” Iwaizumi asked, sounding angry.

“I’m not.” Oikawa said, getting angry in return. Sure, he was lying, but Iwaizumi didn’t need to start yelling at him, “I’m fine, I’ve always been fine. I’m used to this, can we just go get something to eat?” 

Oikawa brushed past him to walk to his car, hoping he would just drop it and they could eat.

Suddenly, there was a strong grip on his bicep stopping him from moving.

“Iwa-chan, don’t tease me, you know I like it rough.” Oikawa said lightly, the playfulness not fully reaching his tone.

Suddenly the grip tightened and forced Oikawa to spin around and face him, and he was furious, “Jesus fucking christ, Tooru! For once stop pretending that you’re okay! Just talk to me!”

Oikawa’s eyes widened slightly before he ripped his arm away, “Hajime, I told you I’m fine, just fucking drop it already!”

“No, I won’t! You’re not fine. I can see it in your eyes and I hear it in the tone of your voice. I thought were were past this! You’re acting like your shitty high school self again. I know you’re upset over losing to Ushiwaka again.”

Oikawa bristled and turned away, not saying anything, because he was right, he was being shitty to Iwaizumi and he didn’t deserve it, he was just trying to care for him. 

He felt hands on either side of his face, gentle compared to how he was treated just seconds before. He let his head be turned to face Iwaizumi, his face completely devoid of all anger, just worry, “Tooru, please, talk to me. I don’t want you to keep your hurt inside of you. We’re past that, please.” 

Oikawa’s eyes stung with the warning of incoming tears at the softness of Iwaizumi’s tone, one reserved purely for Oikawa.

“Hajime…” Oikawa replied, voice wavering, all emotions he was trying to shove down bubbling up.

“C’mere.” Iwaizumi said, pulling him close and hugging him tightly, rubbing circles into the small of his back, causing all his emotions to burst forward, and that’s when he lost it.

He sobbed into Iwaizumi’s shoulder, holding him as close as possible, and the words started pouring out, “Hajime, I wasn’t good enough. I’ve never been good enough. I haven’t been able to beat him this whole time. I didn’t get my team to nationals. They worked so hard, Hajime, they deserved it.” He sobbed, the last sentence coming out a whisper, “I deserved it.”

Iwaizumi didn’t say anything while Oikawa let it all out, just continued to hold him and comfort him. After what seemed like forever, Oikawa started to calm down, and Hajime pulled him away, but still held him, one hand on his shoulder, the other wiping his tears.

“Now you know none of that is true. What did we always say? ‘The six who are stronger will win.’ That’s just what happened. You’re more than good. You’re going to the Japan team. Tooru, you’re amazing, you’re wonderful, you’re beautiful, and you’re perfect. Yeah, the team deserved it and I sure as hell believe you deserved it, but it’s okay. You’ll go to the olympics and completely forget about these silly tournaments, okay?” 

Oikawa stared at him, fresh tears flowing down his cheeks and he just nodded.

“I love you, Tooru.”

“I love you too, Hajime. Thank you.”

~~~~

That turned out more sappy and less angsty IM SORRY I CANT HELP IT also that was painful never imagine oikawa not going to nationals ever please dont it hurts dont read this just pretend it didnt happen ok thanks

Ask me for an angst prompt!

~ Mod Usagi

[micah-bones]

Micahbelle duh!

who is more likely to hurt the other? both. goddamn they like. they should make it into a sport tbh. (micah’s just a liiiittle bit more likely tho)who is emotionally stronger? neither. they’re both prickly cacti with a barbed exterior and a shit ton of trust issues, but just dig a little deeper and they’re just. very, very soft. who is physically stronger? isabelle lmao. unless we’re talking about dueling bc micah’s got that covered tbh.who is more likely to break a bone? considering micah’s quite ready to get himself killed with dueling training after this lovely event, i’d say it’s him.who knows best what to say to upset the other? don’t get me fucking started.who is most likely to apologise first after an argument? lmfao. what the fuck do you even mean.what. well i mean considering the last time he wanted to apologize he basically said ‘you have no friends’ i think it’s safe that micah never try that again ever. it’s more like ‘hey try this book i read it be good lmao we cool now’who treats who’s wounds more often? both. after a certain point they’ll be each other’s comfort *cries a lot*who is in constant need of comfort? both *sobs forever*who gets more jealous? isabelle omg. but also micah’s a green lil bean tbhwho’s most likely to walk out on the other? …it’s a toss up? depends on if it’s a tuesday or a monday lmao.who will propose? micah. and now i cant stop laughing this will be the sweetest most precious thing i cant. it would be sO AWKWARD.who has the most difficult parents? how much time do you have.who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? isabelle. micah will just be like just do it hold her hand dO EETT in his head the whole time she’ll just. hold it lmao.who comes up for the other all the time? what does this even mean i don’t understand.who hogs the blankets? isabelle lmfaoo.who gets more sad? THEY ARE BOTH SUCH SAD BEANS but also micah is less likely to be affected by things in the short term?? like he eats his feelings tbh he’ll prolly feel it worse laaater.who is better at cheering the other up? isabelle omg.who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? isabelle. micah will be shook the first time it happens like did that just happen what the fuck but also will wait for it to happen again he is Not Good at doing casual things lmao.who is more streetwise? isabelle tbh micah’s just like. keeping his head down all the time he has no idea what the shit is happening in his own House??who is more wise? why are you asking me this i’m not ready.who’s the shyest? micah lmfao. don’t tell him i said that.who boasts about the other more? micah will be more subtle about his boasting tbh but he gonna boast.who sits on who’s lap? micah is tiny. he would be squished. if anyone’s sitting on anyone’s lap it’s him.

[incorrect-ego-quotes]

--the host being led towards a few pointy objects during the movie to represent the villian who carries a knife, bim smiling as he helps the host walk over to them, "i...i'm so glad you like this, i worked so hard to perfect this."

"the host thanks mr. trimmer for his kindness, i've never felt more joy--"

the host loses his footing as bim tries to catch him, the pointy almost spike like objects lodging in his ears on the way down, the rest of them falling into his back and legs, screaming as he's stabbed by the objects.

bim and host dont make it to the hospital in time to save the host's hearing. lucky some of the objects missed veins and arteries. the host sitting alone in his hosptial bed as his sense of hearing is ripped from him.

all thanks to bim. at least, thats what bim tells himself as he tried to communicate with host. the host looking (what he thinks is) his way.

"i can't hear you..." he says in a low voice. crying bloodied tears again

--anti finds the scarf ripped to shreds one day, eyes watering as he holds the scraps together. "no...no, no!" he yells, holding the bits and pieces up. the end of his scarf being hugged by him as he sobs.

the scarf was the only brithday gift he recieved from a long lost sweetheart years ago. still smelling like them. still stitched with the positive love and attention they gave him. still holding memories of early morning kisses and promises of marriage

at least, it did.

schneeplestein knew better than to drink and preform the random act of kindness. he knew his abilities were impaired. yet, he continued on and fucked up the one good thing anti adored. all thanks to a night out and (many, many) drinks.

nobody can get anti to open up or stop crying for a while after that. even with offers to buy him a new scarf or sew the old one up.

he keeps the last strands of it on his wrist in a bracelet and cries.

no matter what, anything he loves is ripped away from him, from a stupid sentimental scarf to his first love.

--chase gets into hot water after another rival youtuber uses his kids and personal life in a bashing video. blogs and comments becoming nastier and nastier as the drama is fueled by heated twitter replies and responses.

the last straw is when kids at chase's kids' school find out. they bully them to no end, even beating his youngest and teasing her for having a 'shitty dad with a pisspoor job!'

the foster family cant handle it. chase cant handle it. taking a break from his channel the day he hears what happens to his youngest as he rushes to the foster families home.

only to find no one there.

the apartment for rent once more.

the foster family calling to tell chase its too much, and no contact has been established with the courts. for the sake of samuel and samantha. for chase's sake 'since all you focus on is that silly youtube channel.'

nobody can cheer chase up. eventually leaving his videos and channel behind. why should he continue on when the only two he ever worked hard for are gone?

whats the point?

--dark sits in his office as two voices scream at him.

'i'm celine, listen to me -- that wilford? is a fuckin' monster, and he needs to pay for what he did to us. i don't care for him anymore after living in his husk of a body for so long. why did i ever want to protect him if he forgets about me and leaves me here? what happened to coming back to help me?

'i'm damien...just...please, take me out of this hell. take me out of his pain, please, sir..."

they cry and argue with each other as dark curls up, his head dulling with horrible pain. nearly crying.

as celine takes over. dark's usual aura turning a sickening red. his eyes red as can be. searching around the top of his desk.

his hand clutching a pair of sharp scissors close.

"wilford. will. pay." he says in celine's voice. the voice known as damien sits back and asks quietly

"after this, you'll take care of this body, right?"

"yes." celine answers aloud as she makes dark exits the office. ready to take care of wilford. then dark.

dark screaming at the two in his mind to stop as celine, the one in control of his body, sneaks up on wilford

he doesnt want to die

he's not ready

he doesnt even know how these two are controlling him -- and now has to watch as wilford begs for "dark" to stop and spare him.

a plea that wont be answered.

your sad thoughts for the day

-the host trying to watch a 3D movie

-anti trying to keep a sewn-with-love scarf clean

-chase not winning the custody battle between him and stacy

-dark remembering the names celine and damien outta nowhere