#I seriously hope you die asap if you think like this.

[undead-moth]

This is the exact same logic they use when diets fail. Obviously, they didn’t treat it like a “lifestyle change” and once they lost the weight, they stopped eating the right things and so of course they gained the weight back.

They suddenly lost all the willpower and determination and focus they needed to lose the weight to begin with and “let themselves go” as if you could want something that badly, and fight for it that long, and just throw it away.

It’s even harder to grasp this logic with gastric bypass - because this person is right about one thing. They are required to demonstrate their commitment beforehand. They have to lose a significant amount of weight even before they’re eligible. They’re counseled thoroughly the whole time. Then, once the surgery is over, it’s so painful and so unpleasant and so difficult to eat the way they used to even slightly, it’s borderline impossible, and they’re still being heavily monitored.

But nope. Someone who likely spent thousands of dollars, took off work, went through the grueling process of becoming eligible, and went through the extremely painful surgery and recovery process, and accepted even beforehand all the risks including death, making weight loss something they were literally willing to die for - they just decided, “Nah,” and threw it all away for nothing, like you do.

Fatphobes think so low of fat people that this makes sense to them. Even when 95% of people who lost weight gain it back, even when gastric bypass has its own incredibly low success rate and incredibly high regret rate - somehow none of this is a sign that maybe it’s not user error. Somehow every fat person who gains the weight back or faces severe side effects of a surgery really is that careless despite everything they’ve done and had to do very recently to suggest otherwise.

And somehow, whatever side effects they experience are better for them than being 500 pounds.

Which is another way of saying that the ones who died due to complications were better off dead than alive and fat.

Theres something really insidious about how gastric bypass advocates deny that essential organ mutilation is unhealthy.

"I've lost so much weight I'm so healthy" your stomach is mutilated.

"My doctor is praising my progress" your stomach is mutilated.

"I fit in so many more clothes now"

Because an essential, life sustaining organ in your body was cut up and your digestive system rerouted.

Health isn't the end all be all of value, humanity or importance but I feel like there is a huge lie here when this is "healthy" and it's just ignored.

Sorry to just bring this up out of no where but I was reminded of how little this is really talked about in bypass circles. Like, no matter what, you are now unhealthy. The spector of health continues. The Ouroboros is unbroken. Only this time it's doctor approved.

-mod squirrel

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Rangiku Matsumoto Headcanons: Confidence is Key (Bleach)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back, back again! This one is with Rangiku from Bleach! I hope that you all enjoy this new chapter here!] 

(Disclaimer: Rangiku Matsumoto is not Yandere in canon! This is just for fun, and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Bisucits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, Remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon!) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Rangiku Matsumoto From Bleach- 

.Rangiku is a free-spirited woman who is very easygoing. 

.She fell for you right away and she would flirty with you very openly and try and woo you. 

.She also is always pulling you face first into her boobs. Saying she is hugging you but she is also using her boobies to her advantage. 

.She does love to make you flustered. 

.She is the type of yandere who does not take a full active stance with her yandere side. 

.Which is a bit odd, she is more possessive and sees where her relationship with you will go, she does not have a plan in motion to win you over she is very much going with the flow. 

.But of course, when it comes down to it she takes her love and obsession for you very seriously and will even say... "Playtime is over." 

.Being an easygoing woman, it also, makes her a very easygoing yandere. 

.She does not let rivals bother her for the most part and is unfazed by them most of the time. 

.Of course, when they get too close to you she will get them to back off and will fuck them up that is for sure. 

.Once she gets serious she is the type of yandere that does not play around and will end the lives of her rivals. 

.They had plenty of chance to back down and they have run out. 

.She is a very flirty yandere and would be also very touch-feely. 

.She is a yandere who is not afraid to use her womanly charms to seduce you into her bed. 

.Actually, she is very much the type of yandere who would actively do that a lot to get you into her bed. 

.She also is the type of yandere that ozzes confidence. 

.Of course, she is not perfect even though she has flawless skin, a beautiful face, and the best set of boobs you will ever see! But she does have her flaws. 

.So she does get jealous as a yandere when you pay attention to other women or men. 

.She can also be a slightly petty yandere. 

.When she gets jealous, she gets serious, and when she gets serious people die. 

.Once she is serious she ends life with ease. 

.She also can be a very supportive yandere, she has hundreds of years of experience so she can comfort you when you need it the most.

.And support you through many things with ease. 

.She will be your rock and be by your side to support you always. 

.If you did not compliment her outfit or pay enough attention to her she would get all pouty and strip naked right in front of you. 

.She is the type of yandere that does not like to be ignored so she will get naked and make sure that you cannot ignore her. 

.Notice her boobies senpai (Name)! 

.She also can be a bit of a clingy yandere but this is more rare than you would think. 

.She loves to go to hot springs with you and she Is the type of yandere that would seduce you and have sex with you asap. 

.Maybe even before she confesses to you, she may just have sex with you before that. 

.She adores you and wants to have you in her life and she is willing to fight for you. 

.She is also one of the most loyal yanderes that you will come across with the females of bleach! 

.She would casually confess to you! Since she is confident that you will say yes, maybe a bit overly confident. 

.If you accept her love, she will say that she knew you would and then she will kiss you and make love to you, showing you just how much she loves you. 

.If you turned her down she is low-key shocked. 

.How, how could you turn her down!? .She does not get violent and she does not kidnap you. 

.She does step up her game and make it obvious that she is into you and is serious about being with you. 

.She just has to make you see how much she loves you and that she is very serious about it! 

.She would not want to kidnap you or hurt you, so she will do whatever it takes!  [YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter here, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

[the-french-belphegor]

Making my way (makinmawaayy) through my @critter-genfic-events bingo card, and this one's filling the "fights" slot! Or rather, "post-fight", which they told me works as well. Also it's set way before the start of the stream, when they're all more acquaintances and travelling companions than the friends and family we see later. They're already buds, though, for the most part.

Posting it on AO3 ASAP Now on AO3! Hope Tumblr doesn't hide the post from the tags! 🤞

(oh yeah, side note: I do know that concentration-based spells get dropped when you either don’t roll high enough to maintain it or when you take too much damage – like both invisibility spells do in DnD. But I liked the idea of being so concussed you don’t remember how to drop a spell :3)

—

Scrambled

Scanlan is pretty sure someone’s calling his name in the distance with a certain amount of worry. It’s okay, he thinks but doesn’t say. He’s gonna get back up any time now. He’s fine.

(Scanlan is more than fine, Scanlan is a godsdamn snack, thank you very much.)

In fact, he might even go as far as to let the word drag, let some notes slide a little: fiiiine. Four ‘i’s should about do it.

(Heh, four ‘i’s. Four eyes. That’s Percy. Where’s Percy?)

So, to recap, Scanlan is fine as hell, and he’s okay because he’s always okay, even with a headache so bad he’s pretty sure his brain is leaking out of his ears. Won’t check, though, that might be gross and his stomach isn’t doing too well either at the moment. Barfing while lying on your back? Yeah, no, bad idea. Of all the ways to die, drowning in his own puke is probably around number… sixty-eight.

Sixty-nine would be, of course, a particularly ill-advised tumble with someone with an ungodly number of teeth and a taste for blood, preferably that of a gnome with more curiosity than sense. As always with sex stuff with consenting adults, though, Scanlan isn’t willing to completely dismiss the idea.

Might be fun to try someday, who knows.

When he’s less tired.

Why’s everything swimming?

Actually asking out loud is out of the question, since for some reason his voice can’t even make it out of his throat, let alone his mouth –

(oh fuck no, if I can’t sing I’m toast, if I can’t play I’m dead, if I can’t talk we’re done)

– so at the price of an effort so bad he almost upchucks everything since the invention of breakfast Scanlan pivots his head juuuust a little to the left.

And sees nothing.

Well, no, not exactly. He sees yellowing grass, some dirt, a bit of sky. But nothing where his shoulder should be, or the rest of him.

…Oh yeah. He made himself invisible a while back. Somewhere between Tiberius’ Fireball, Vex’s arrows, and Percy’s pepperbox and its more-or-less controlled explosions. (Or maybe Percy went before him. Right before the world got very loud, very fast, and then very quiet. Somehow there’s a connection between this and that.) Dropping the invisibility looks like a really good idea, if only Scanlan could remember how. As things stand, he can barely remember to breathe. Oh, and also that the warm stickiness soaking up the back of his head and seeping into his collar is Not A Good Thing – not that there’s a lot he can do about that.

Things are rather quiet now. He must’ve missed the end of the fight.

Seriously, though, where’s Percy? Scanlan can’t hear the usual blasts and somewhere in the shattered mess that is his brain there’s a nagging inkling that it’s a bad sign. Or maybe there’s something else poking at the edges of his mind, he doesn’t know. He’s not exactly up to turning stuff over in his head at the moment. Turning his head was hard enough.

He’s just gonna… chill there for a while. Rest his eyes a little bit.

Which is why he doesn’t spot Vex running over until she drops to a crouch next to him and squashes his hand with her knee for five seconds.

Vex’ahlia is sharp eyes, sharp aim, sharp words, sharp everything. Her knees are no exception. Ow.

“Shit shit shit, fucking shitballs,” Scanlan hears her mutter under her breath as her hands find his head with uncanny precision considering she can’t see him. Her ‘t’s are beautifully defined, her vowels clear and precise. It’s a pity she sings so rarely; most performers would kill to have her diction.

“PIKE!” she yells over her shoulder. “OVER HERE!”

Pike, echoes the part of Scanlan’s mind that’s still functional. It would have been a small, pitiful yearning sound if he’d been able to speak. Thank goodness the word doesn’t pass his lips as is. It’s frankly a little scary just how the thought of her – the first in a while that doesn’t feel fractured in some way – quietens the part of him that’s not watching the proceedings with a detached interest. Pike is fun to flirt with and try to charm; she’s beautiful and radiant and strong, anyone with an appreciation for the female form can see that, so it’s not so surprising that Scanlan always feels drawn to her like a sunflower to sunshine. It’s so easy to let himself get starry-eyed over her, even if she’s so completely out of his league it bypasses sad and goes straight into funny. Scanlan probably is in love with her, a little bit, like he’s a little bit in love with everyone. Just… sometimes… sometimes when he calls her the love of his life he’s not sure he’s joking.

The nausea and the waves of blinding pain relent a little.

Pike?

No, Scanlan corrects himself, Vex, who when he manages to focus for more than a second finds his gaze and holds it. Unerringly.

Which must mean… the hour is up. The spell must be wearing off.

Huh.

“There you are,” says Vex, residual magic still shimmering in her fingers after her low-level Cure Wounds. She must really be tapped out.

There is blood in her hair and one of her feathers is bent at the stem, but the most telling cue that the fight went wrong is the brittle quality of her smile. She’s good at putting up a front, almost as good as Scanlan; insight isn’t Scanlan’s forte, let alone when his head feels like it’s just been cracked open like an egg, but sometimes seeing Vex’ahlia slice her way through life like a knife, just as sharp and just as shiny, is like staring into a warped mirror.

She’s good.

He’s better.

(Usually.)

“How’d you find me?” he croaks.

Vex draws back the hand she was using to prop herself with a couple of inches from his head. Her palm is coated with red.

“Head wounds, darling. They tend to bleed rather a lot.” She cocks her head to the side. “How did you even end up all the way here in the first place?”

Scanlan’s memories still feel like a scattered jigsaw, but at least now the pieces are right side up. What he puts together isn’t very glorious. Getting punted into a rock by a giant who only heard you and who was supposed to go down easily isn’t anything to brag about. At least he can always quip about it.

“Well,” he wheezes out with a grin that might work better without the blood in his teeth, “I got got.”

Then he remembers why the giant whirled round blindly and whacked him with his club. He’d been out of any useful magic, trying to sneak up on it with a fucking sword, of all things, because the big dumb fucknut had somehow gotten hold of—

“Shit, Percy – where’s Percy?”

Vex’s own smile gets wry and just a little shaky at the corner.

“He got got,” she says. There’s a story there, but at least Vex doesn’t look like it ended in tragedy. Instinctively Scanlan relaxes into his headache. “Don’t worry, though. Pike reached him in time and Grog and Keyleth got the giant.”

Oh. Good. Percival Freakystein von Mussels Colossal de Rolo III is one scary motherfucker with his pepperbox and his glasses and his devastating one-liners, but he’s still squishy as hell. Plus, well, he’s so young – Scanlan is fairly sure he’s twice, maybe three times older. The kid must be, what, mid-twenties tops? That’s way too young to die, especially having experienced so little of what the world has to offer. Scanlan would bet anything the stuck-up nerd has never taken anyone to bed, for the gods’ sake.

They’re all assholes, in the SHITs, sort of (except Pike, of course, and probably Keyleth too) but Scanlan likes them. If the universe suddenly decides that an asshole has to get killed today, he’d rather it be him rather than one of the others.

Still, nobody needs to know that.

“Worry, me? Please, I never worry.”

“I know you don’t, darling. I’m just updating you on what you missed while you were having a kip.”

Vex’s tone is even, her words light, and yet when Scanlan meets her gaze it’s like crossing blades. Somehow it also feels like grasping hands in reassurance and honestly it unnerves him a little. He prefers to know where they stand, and usually he does: he’ll downplay close calls and tell lewd jokes to alleviate the tension, while she’ll be sarcastic and magnificent and not call him out on his lies on the occasion she sees through them. But sometimes she reminds him that both twins are like blades, swift and sharp in more than one way, and in some of them she’s the sharpest. Gods, she’s terrifying.

He’s saved from having to retort something by the metallic rustle of ring mail over heavy cotton as Pike rushes up to him. Perspiration left traces in the dirt smudged across her face and her dark hair is mussed, whole locks coming out of her braided bun. She smells like sweat and leather and a little like wild strawberries, and she’s the most beautiful thing Scanlan’s ever seen.

Pike doesn’t lose a second with platitudes; she just gives him a very professional once-over, almost clinical in its efficiency, then cups his face with her hands with a look of intense concentration, eyes closed. The healing spell she pours into him feels so potent it’s practically an out-of-body experience. For a couple of seconds all Scanlan feels is warmth, clean and bright and fierce, and when he opens eyes he doesn’t remember closing his ears are still ringing.

Although that might be the blood loss.

Which would also neatly explain how weak he still is, especially when Pike’s face goes soft.

“You okay?” she asks quietly.

There are so many answers he could give her.

I am now – with a wink and a nod.

I want to have your babies – with a theatrical gesture that will make her laugh.

I am if you are – with his heart in a smile. (NOPE.)

“I’m always okay,” Scanlan finally says with a grin, hoping for an echo.

Which he gets, so points to him for being awesome. Pike Trickfoot should always have a reason to smile.

Vex snorts and somehow still manages to make it sound classy as hell.

“Sure. Which is why the only reason I found you at all was the random pool of blood on the ground thirty feet from where we thought you were. You’re lucky I’m a good tracker.”

“Fair, fair,” he says with a careful nod. “Although that could’ve been from some forest critter that met a grisly end.”

“Please, this much blood, and this fresh? How dumb do you think I am?”

Scanlan sits up on his elbows and counts off on his fingers. “One, that’s gross – two, ‘dumb’ is the last of things that you are and you know it all too well – three, thank you for saving my life – four, that’s still so gross, oh my gods. What’d you do, sniff out my lifeblood?!”

“It was me or Trinket,” says Vex, looking way more smug than she has any right to. “It just so happens I beat him at the game of ‘spot the invisible gnome’. You know, before he dies on us.”

“Oh no. What a loss that would be. Such a young, useful bear, too.”

“How scrambled did your brains get? I meant you, you dick.”

Her peeved expression eases just as quickly as the smugness hardened into a glare, and she smiles at Pike before straightening up and striding off toward the others. Her perfect hips swing subtly as she walks, in an unassuming way Scanlan knows from experience requires a lot of work. He’d find her so hot if she wasn’t so scary.

(Well, he does find her extremely hot, if only because she could break him with either a gesture or a word, but despite popular belief Scanlan Shorthalt isn’t that reckless. Even he can weigh the pros and cons occasionally before deciding that diving in headfirst isn’t a good idea.)

There’s a snort on his right, and his whole world is Pike again.

“I really don’t get your little war on Trinket,” she says, but there’s a twinkle in her eyes.

“When he starts landing actual hits on whatever we’re fighting or even just holding his own more than two minutes, I might reconsider. Right now he’s just a glorified pack mule.”

“He’s plenty useful. He gives the best massages, for one thing. And he’s a good boy.”

I can be a good boy, Scanlan almost retorts, but refrains at the last minute. The lie is too big to work, even as a joke, and he doesn’t like the sliver of truth behind it, like the glint of a blade. So he settles for a fake disgruntled huff and a grin.

Nothing falls off as he picks himself up with Pike’s help, so that’s good news. He just has to suppress a shiver at the congealed blood, now gone cold, that makes the top of his shirt stick to his back. His ponytail is a mess, a clump of matted hair half glued to his neck. Ugh, he hates having to wash blood out of his hair.

His usual armour is back on, though. Pike doesn’t seem to notice the shiver; the look of slight worry she gives him has a general fight-almost-gone-very-bad flavour of ‘are you okay’ to it.

“I am glad you didn’t get scrambled,” she says in a rare mix of bluntness and thoughtfulness that’s uniquely Pike. “You know, for good. I mean, you looked pretty bad there for a moment.”

“Aw, Pikey-pants,” Scanlan says in a singsong voice, “don’t tell me you were worried.”

Pike gives a half shrug, which he feels because she’s thrown one of his arms over her shoulders and is supporting some of his weight.

“Oh well, you know,” she says in an offhand voice, a little high-pitched, “a little? You’re never silent this long, and then Grog and I couldn’t find you, and then Keyleth said she heard the giant hit something with his club, and then—”

“Well, you don’t need to worry about me, okay? Never worry about me.” He smiles, big and toothy, to counter the frown she gets sometimes when he says things like that. “I mean, there’s really no need. I’m awesome! I’m Burt Reynolds!”

This at least gets a smile with the hint of a smirk. Still sweet, though, because Pike could make (and has made) even the bluntest blow feel sweet.

“Esquire.”

Scanlan nods carefully, mock-serious. “Right, right, ‘Esquire’.”

“Shouldn’t forget that bit.”

“No, I should not.”

She smiles at him, sharp but warm, and there it is again – the sudden urge to say something stupid, make a joke, deflect, like raised hackles, because what if she gets the true measure of him? (‘And doesn’t like what she sees’ goes without saying. There’s a reason Scanlan spent the last couple of decades carefully building himself up.)

Being a charismatic bastard means sometimes you can afford to coast on charm alone. He grins and changes the subject, as swift and dextrous as a knife in Vax’s hand, and that’s it. Matters closed.

Honestly, he’d have to be a lot more scrambled than that for it not to work.

“No, Grog, there’s already a troll dick in the bag of holding, we’re not keeping a giant dick as well!”

…Plus there’s always the next distraction. That works, too.

—

(until it doesn’t, but he doesn’t know that yet!)

I started writing this on a whim and then couldn’t decide who I wanted to find Scanlan between Vex, Vax and Pike – so I decided to sort it out with a d20, set the DC at 20 (“hard”, because he’s invisible) and roll a perception check for each member of VM using their proficiencies at level 10 (the earliest character sheets of theirs Critrolestats have). Both Pike and Grog rolled a natural 1 :’( Keyleth and Percy got a 9, and even with +10 and +7 respectively for perception they failed the check; Vax got 26 (rolled a 16 with +10 perception) and then Vex got the same number but by rolling a nat 20! Plus her passive perception is 22, so that makes sense. And she was top of my list anyway, so ^^

(I spun the whump wheel a couple of times, thinking I’d get a good handful of prompts for some short snippets (like <1k words) and then happened on “concussion” and. Well. Someone clearly had a lot of thoughts about that one...)

[lowkeyrobin]

Hii there it’s 🍄 again I was wondering if I could get the female's from TMR and how they would react if reader died? (Sorry if you don’t feel comfortable with this please ignore if you do)

Thank you!

hi!! yeah of course! don't worry I'm totally fine with writing about topics of death ; thanks for requesting 🍄! hope you like this

TMR GIRLS ; you die

includes ; brenda, sonya, & harriet

warnings ; language, death, talk of decomposition, guns/bullet wounds, torture, and abuse

masterlist

BRENDA

you grew up in the scorch together

once you met thomas and his group, you became even closer because you had a whole friend group and stuff

when you had to infiltrate the last city to get minho back and save as many kids as possible, you were all in

it physically hurt you to think about all the shit they were going through, especially after aris and sonya talked about it

you guys work on the mission with the bus together, and are able to successfully get the kids out of the city

sadly, she didn't know you'd been wounded by a gunshot while you were trying to get vince in the berg

you'd been bleeding out and after getting knocked down by another explosion, it only drove the bullet deeper into your abdomen and you couldn't get back up

she was a solid 20 feet away before she realized you were screaming for her

minho, fry and gally were trying to get to newt with the cure while she was literally holding you in your arms as you died

she was sobbing uncontrollably, of course

gally was the one to come back for her (new rarepair mwahahha)

they tried to get you to hang onto life by carrying you all the way to the berg as the city was crumbling but you died on the way there

they got you into a little private section away from the kids and jorge was in the back with you, trying to fix you up but he didn't know how to break it to brenda

they saved Thomas, and Teresa died, and it's a very quiet travel to the safe haven

jorge keeps telling her that you're in a coma, much like Thomas, but she breaks through his lies after a while after seeing you considering the foul smell of decomposition was starting to reek the hut where you lay

the others, especially Vince tried to get him to come clean but he couldn't break her heart

she was sobbing for days, even after Thomas awoke. it kinda put salt in the wound for her

she carved your name on the rock and often sits at the shore behind it to talk to you

she forgives and understands jorge for lying to her, she just blames herself for what happened. it could've been avoided and she didn't do enough to protect you

her blindness to you and focusing on Thomas for those few minutes literally costed your life

SONYA

you escaped wckd together (and with harriet)

you were essentially the aris to her thomas

you felt so bad for leaving aris but you seriously couldn't take him because you didn't know which room he was in and you had to go asap once your plan was set into stone

it was a long and hard journey through the scorch

sadly, you weren't able to make it to the safe haven like you'd intended

you made it to the Right Arm, however

though once you were reunited with aris and met his new friends, shit went bad

you'd been kidnapped by wckd, again

within the next coming months, you'd experienced all kinds of torture and abuse

some of them liked to get physical and hurt you guys for answers (mostly you, minho and aris)

sadly, with all the tests and abuse, you ended up weaker and weaker and passed in your sleep

you, sonya, aris and minho shared a room, and she was the first to awake as usual

aris and minho woke up and noticed you weren't moving under your blankets, considering you twitched and rolled around a lot in the mornings

sonya lightly tapped your shoulder to wake you up for breakfast and bam

she was sobbing up til some guards came to get you

your face was pale, both eyes swollen from bruising and crying, it was awful

the boys heald her on the floor all day, barely any food being eaten by them

it was an awful couple months, especially because she didn't know what they did to you after

shared trauma 🤞

HARRIET

sadly, there casualties in the scorch before you made it to the Right Arm

youd been bit by a crank and sadly weren't immune

you tried hiding it from her and sonya but you couldn't for long

by the time you made it to the mall you were already dead

you were so weak and sick, you couldn't go on

you were too scared to do it yourself, so harriet did it for you

she'd never felt so broken in her life, her heart dropped when she heard you thud to the ground

her and sonya rested you in the old fountain in the center of the mall

had a very small puddle of water left and some dead bushes around it, it was the only fresh nature left around at all

they wanted to leave you in peace so they left you in the most earthy spot they could

she writes your name on the rock at the safe haven to commemorate your memory

she also glazes her fingers over it and talks to you late at night, every single night for 863 nights

after a while it became a bit more infrequent, but she makes sure to talk to you at least two or three times a week

she sees you in the sunsets and sunrises, in flowers and trees

she doesn't know how to explain it but she will forever swear on it

sonya and aris (and fry) understand her completely on that

they're always on the hunt to find you in nature, whether it be leaves, constellations, sea shells, critters etc

that group 💔💔 doing anything they can to find you around, even if fry didn't know you

he understands how it feels to find loved ones in common things

literallt you can't catch me now by Olivia Rodrigo

[thatpunkmaximoff]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 5 out of 5

This is my first Harley Laroux book… and I LOVED it! It was interesting to see how the dynamic between Manson, Lucas, Vincent, and Jason worked, and I kind of regret not reading “The Dare” beforehand, but I think this book answers any questions you might have about that night.

I liked that these young men have had a crush on Jessica all these years, and vice versa, and that Jessica is finally letting her guard down and doing what she wants. Because seriously, that revenge scene against Alex, Danielle, Nate and all those other backstabbing jerks… perfection!

The cliffhanger wasn’t too bad, but I’m anxious to know how they’re going to deal with Manson’s violent father being back, and what exactly is going to go down when Jessica doesn’t owe them a debt anymore.

I need to crack open book two asap.

Now enjoy my thoughts throughout the book...

* So the cheerleader made out with the freak. I’m getting Eddie/Chrissy vibes lol

* Kyle is also giving Jason vibes. Fuck this dude already. I don’t like that he’s setting up Manson to be jumped.

* Oh so we started in high school for the first chapter and then jumped to after high school in chapter two..? Okay then.

* Another two year time jump for chapter three.. I like that the characters are being aged up haha.

* Lmao. Jessica would run into two of the boys while washing cars for a church. Oh god, yes! At least they know she’s back in town now.

* Lmao. They got the best car wash they ever could have hoped for 😂

* Goddamn. Vincent and Jason… okayyyy, I see you 😏

* Ugh. Seriously? Kyle’s buddies still act like they’re in high school? Gross.

* The tension between Jessica, Manson, Vincent, Jason, and Lucas. Holy hell.

* So the girl Jessica’s ex cheated on her with is now into bad boys and interested in Lucas? Let the girl drama begin.

* Oh I’m so glad Lucas won that race.

* Alex is a little bitch boy. They should have shot him. And Jessica!! You’re a goddamn fool.

* Wow. Fuck Jessica for going along with those “friends” of hers. I hope the boys make her grovel for what they did to the cars.

* Dammnnnnn. These boys are the “fuck around and find out” type 😏

* Uh oh. Using her body to pay off the debt she owes them for fixing her car… this isn’t going to end well.

* Jesus… Lucas making her give him a show with her vibrator.. 🥵

* Omg. Lucas and Manson were fucking around when they “broke into” Jessica’s place. Holy shit.. that entire scene..

* lmao. Lucas is not an aftercare dude. He was so awkward before settling in.

* So Manson’s dad is back in town? This isn’t going to go well, is it?

* Jesus Christ, Vincent! I’m with Jessica. I thought you were the sweet one 😂 You little fucking sadist.

* Cat girls lmfao. I can’t with Jason right now.

* They got her cum-drunk. Holy shit. What even is this book?! And now Jason and Manson are totally fucked. They’re in deep.

* Damn. Manson found out his dad was back in town on his own. He’s really spooked by that asshole, huh?

* Road head 😏

* Jesus… this book is pure filth. I love it.

* Manson’s dad is freaking me out- the way he grabbed Jessica? Oh hell no.

* Lmfaoooo. Yessss! Jason fucking Jessica while Alex could hear..? That’s my new favorite scene 😂

* Damn, Manson. You really cut your name into her ass cheek, huh? 😏

* Oh I’m so glad she finally stood up to Danielle! Fuck that backstabbing bitch. And the boys got their revenge!!!

* Lmfao. She took out Lucas first in paintball and now he’s pissed. He’s definitely gonna fuck her, I just hope he pulls in his temper.

* Bent over the school desk. I’m here for it lol.

* God. Manson’s dad is a dick. Can he just die if alcohol poisoning or something?

* Goddamn. I’m not normally a fan of MM scenes, but there’s just something about Manson and Lucas getting it on that is.. 🥵

* Oohhhhh. They plan to kidnap Jess and bring her fantasy to life..? WHERE’S BOOK 2?!

[mermaidsirennikita]

Hello! I hope you are having a good weekend, could you recommend HR with the jealousy mini trope? The hero being a jealous idiot, not that it takes the whole book but more like the hero could actually be very vocal about him not liking other men looking/talking at the heroine

Hmmmm this is kind of common, but also something I'll admit I don't think a lot of authors pull off. Not because it's a Bad Thing, but because it often feels shoved into the story as an obligatory "check a box" moment. And I hate a check a box moment, lol.

So, books I think do it well:

Charlotte and The Seductive Spymaster by Grace Callaway. I love this one because the entire premise of the book is that Charlotte and Sebastian were married young, he appeared to die, and it turns out he did in fact fake his death for Reasons. So twelve years later, she's finally beginning to open up to another man, and like. As they're kissing, a literal rock comes flying through a window. It's Sebastian! He's stalking her! (Stalking is Love in romance, and I'm fine with it.) And he's PISSED that this other dude is trying to make moves on his wife, who fully thinks he's dead, because of his own choices lol. There's more jealousy in the book; I wouldn't call it a love triangle, because Charlie doesn't ever really seriously consider the other dude and he in turn is not serious about her... But it is a love triangle in her husband's head.

Stephanie Laurens's Cynster series features generally jealous heroes because they're all alphas (with Conqueror's Blood). I think A Rake's Vow is a good one for this, because Patience is being approached by other men, and Vane is like UM???? BUT WE FUCKED IN THE OUTDOORS MARRY ME??????

Melissa and the Vicar by S.M. LaViolette. Magnus thinks Hugo and Melissa are fucking (albeit because they put on QUITE a show because Melissa has self-loathing issues and wants Magnus to leave; Magnus Will Not Leave because he's OBSESSSED) and is fuming with jealousy. Also: ? I think Hugo actually also has his own jealousy issues in Hugo and The Maiden, as some other guy is vying for his heroine's hand.

For My Lady's Heart by Laura Kinsale. The hero definitely experiences jealousy (and also a "what the fuck" moment) because the heroine is pretending to sleep with her teenage assassin, Allegreto. To be clear, she is not sleeping with the teenage assassin. Also, Allegret is pretending to be castrated but is like "SHE WANTS ME FOR OTHER THIIINGS" and our hero is all "I really wish I hadn't joined this weird traveling band of freaks". Poor Ruck. Flowers from the Storm, another Kinsale, also has a jealous hero who's like "THESE FUCKING QUAKERS ARE TRYING TO TAKE THIS WOMAN I FORCED TO MARRY AWAY FROM ME GODDAMMIT".

Monica McCarty's Highland Guard series has very possessive heroes who tend to be jealous of like. Anyone who gets near their heroines. Which is like? Actually kind of a thing. The Saint actually has the hero watch the heroine marry his best friend at the beginning, and there is much angst about it when Shit Happens.

Seduce Me at Sunrise by Lisa Kleypas. BUT OF COURSE. Julian, the Nice Guy Doctor, is trying to court Win, and Kev refuses to be with her because He'll Kill Her with His Horse Cock, but he WILL absolutely seethe with jealousy if Julian even breathes near her.

Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas. Derek is very jealousy of Sara's wet blanket fiancee. There's an entire scene where he finds out she kissed the fiancee (and mind you, Derek was very much the other man in this situation lol) and he's like "WHAT THE FUCK" and Sara's dad observes this, surmises that Derek and Sara have Done Things, and is all "okaaaaaay so we'll need to get y'all married ASAP".

It Happened One Autumn by Lisa Kleypas. Westcliff is, naturally, extremely twitchy and jealous when St. Vincent is doing his whole "let's court Lillian for the evil" thing. And has a whole "i think THE FUCK not" when Sebastian offers for her. Sebastian is also pretty jealous and possessive in Devil in Winter when Evie turns out to have a Hot Guy Buddy in Cam Rohan. Which he should be. Because Cam fucks.

In When the Earl Met His Match by Stacy Reid, the hero takes the heroine's daughter on as his own when she shows up pregnant by another man and in need of a marriage of convenience... and then the biological father of the kid shows up. Our hero is Not Happy.

In The Heiress Hunt, The Lady Gets Lucky, and The Bride Goes Rogue by Joanna Shupe, all of the heroes are super jealous of the Duke of Lockwood--and to be fair? In like, two and half of those situations, Lockwood WAS trying to get with their women. And we love him for it. In The Duke Gets Even, Lockwood is also jealous of this one guy Nellie has fucked recently, and additionally Nellie's cousin, because he does not in fact know that it's her cousin at first. What does kill me is that even in Lockwood's book, the beef is like still real with him and the other guys. They're all so threatened lmao. Which they should be, because Lockwood is hot, and the ULTIMATE example of Gentleman in The Streets, Freak in The Sheets.

Elizabeth Hoyt heroes are usually jealous lol. Winter Makepeace is definitely jealous of the various guys trying to fuck Isabel in Thief of Shadows.

When the Duke Was Wicked by Lorraine Heath features Human Disaster The Duke of Lovingdon being jealous of the guys he's literally trying to set Grace up with.

[kitkatwinchester]

Everyone's support of each other... <3

Absolutely love the Scott, Stiles, Kira dynamic. I adore the fact that all three of them are on the lacrosse team together and can work together to keep Liam and each other safe.

That said, I feel really bad that Kira was benched, and I feel like that was kind of unfair of Coach. If it were a real game setting, he would've been really happy about that goal. It also makes me wonder, would he have been upset about said goal if Scott or Stiles (or even Liam) had made the shot instead (though, as a very quick aside, I do appreciate Stiles's banter with the dude on the other team and how well it distracted him so he could pass to Kira lol)? Don't start getting all anti-Kira on me here, Coach. You wanted her on the team....

Anyways I really love those three together, and her excitement was adorable, and Scott was so proud of her, and I hope Coach gives her another chance, because she totally deserves it.

I also absolutely love Noah and his support of Lydia (also love that Malia is still attached at her hip...so sweet <3). The fact that he called her right away, and is going against all sorts of laws and such to make sure that she can get what she needs, and then the way she was just so close to breaking down and he just pulled her up and in and tried to calm her down I just...

I also love the fact that he's starting to bring Parrish into the fold more and more. Like, Parrish is seriously such a good guy, and he clearly keeps such an open mind, and I kind of hope we get to actually tell him all about the supernatural soon, because I really feel like he'd be another good resource for us to have.

I love Scott and Stiles immediately rushing to help Liam up, and I love Scott fixing Liam's arm, and I love Scott's absolutely utter concern that Liam could've gotten cut, and I love that Liam did not get cut and is now more or less fine.

HOWEVER...

I don't think Garrett missed.

He does not look the LEAST bit concerned, and Brett sounds like he's a LOT more hurt and in a LOT more pain than he should be if he's the one that ran into Liam.

How much do you wanna bet that Brett is ALSO a werewolf, and that Brett is the one they were after the whole time?

I mean...

Okay, I do strongly believe, as much as I hate to admit it, that Liam is probably on the list, and he's probably gonna be a target pretty freaking soon, but...I don't think he was the target TONIGHT.

I think Garrett (and Violet) did EXACTLY what they were planning to do.

I wish Scott and Stiles weren't so focused on Liam and could see that.

But also, I don't blame them.

But I guarantee you I'm right.

And I hate that.

I hope our boys figure it out ASAP so that we can hopefully save him (can we even save him?? Violet said very rare and very powerful or something like that...god I hope we can save him. Just because he was a jerk to Liam doesn't mean he deserves to die...).

ANYWAYS.

Scilera (that's my creation of the trio that is Scott, Stiles, and Kira lol) gif because I love them. <3

(Seriously I can't believe no one else has come up with that! It rolls off the tongue so smoothly! XD <3)

Update: I F*CKING CALLED IT!! BRETT'S NAME IS ON THE LIST!! Also WAY TO GO MALIA! I am so digging this Malydia team-up on sooo many levels. <3 <3

Update Part 2: I KNEW PARRISH WAS SOMETHING!! I F*CKING CALLED THAT TOO!!! Bro is so nice and so amazing, but he was also SOOO hiding something and WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT HE IS!!! HIS NAME IS ON THE LIST!!! Also that theory was only further confirmed when he told the Sheriff that something drew him to Beacon Hills like... That said, despite his apparent supernatural-ness, I hope he's still a good person, because he really has been so nice and such a great resource and I hope that's not an act, because I love him (also also, he and Lydia really DO have chemistry, sorry not sorry.)

[strawberryclementine]

I'm on episode 73 of Monster now and I need to call it a day but I also know I'm not gonna sleep tonight because of how shaky I am after watching that... I'm all cried out and I sweat like ten buckets so I'm basically a raisin now

Read More below because I need to speak my thoughts somewhere. Major spoilers ofc.

I will literally never recover from when Grimmer said he couldn't recall the last episode of The Magnificent Steiner. From there the waterworks started. I really liked his unexpected friendship with Inspector Lunge and I am totally not okay about the fact that they will never have a beer together and that he will also never have a picnic with Tenma.... I thought him and the lady at the sausage shop would have a future and that he would be her prince! Her death was really brutal and it was crazy seeing the aftermath of Grimmer's reaction

Also, Inspector Lunge has always been cool but I'm actually weak from how he's escalated in these episodes. I was genuinely fearing he would die and I'm kind of convinced he won't now but for a string of episodes there I was getting ready for a Lunge funeral. When he said "the computer in my brain tells me your calculations are wrong" I think I ascended to heaven. Absolute legend for killing Roberto; I audibly screamed far too many times. Was Roberto really sleeping with Lunge's wife or was I reading too deep into that? Either way, I'm so hopeful that Lunge will actually have some kind of family life after this because after like forty episodes they're finally bringing it up again...

I had also made a passing comment that Adolph Reinhardt was Roberto when the old man showed that picture so many episodes ago but for some reason them saying his real name and it not being Roberto was enough to make me drop it for some reason??? As if not every Kinderheim 511 kid goes by an alias??? Anyways this show did NOT make me cry about Roberto... Okay, maybe it did but whatever...

I'm genuinely obsessed with the way they brought in Klaus Poppe like I was seriously convinced he was the sweetest little man and then Lunge's monologue about how he "became imaginary" sent me to a higher dimension. That being said, I wish him the very worst. ✌️

ALSO??? Why is Gillen in Ruhenheim instead of Reichwein??? When he said Tenma was his friend it was so precious but my guy why are you here?? Is this a plot device so there'll be recordings? Will he and Tenma actually reunite? Honestly, I'm scared he's gonna die.

I'm also going to need the Wim and Dieter custody situation ASAP. If they aren't friends by the end of this I'm gonna weep.

[rabbitholle]

mentally ill rambling

i'm not mentally ill, i know that. i feel completely sane and healthy. i feel like the perception of others is incorrect.

however

i kind of started recovery because once again everyone was worried about my health, and i almost passed out and had a panic attack on a train, so my parents don't want me to go anywhere until i get better

the doctor basically told me i was going to die like one of his colleagues if i don't do something asap, but getting hospitalized right now would be detrimental to my education AND my spark of hope for a better summer. i refuse getting hospitalized (fortunately, there are so many patients and so few workers in the hungarian healthcare system, that unless it's an "organs are literally shutting down" situation, basically no one gets hospitalized with an ed. that's why the doctor's colleague died from anorexia as well).

so i started recovery.

i'm not even two weeks into it, and i already feel like i'm losing my mind. i can literally feel insanity crawling up on my back. now my terrible memories of the days before my ed are coming back. i had psychotic episodes and terrible anxiety back then, i cannot function like a normal person without my ed

also, i don't quite feel like i've hit rock bottom, and now i want to finally hit it

but simultaneously, i don't want to. i know that i used to be a borderline alcoholic at the beginning of my ed, when my body was still relatively strong, and i want that time back. i don't want to be afraid of drinking myself to death just because i didn't eat enough previously. i just want to get drunk. i hate sobriety.

i don't want to be afraid of losing this body anymore. but there are only two options: embracing death or saving it.

(but i'm not afraid anymore when i'm drunk)

it's a terrible dilemma ever since my poetry started to "get attention". well, not really, but i got to know some people, and i started going to actual cultural events. you know, it's the situation when you kind of want to die, but you also have too much to lose.

i've also lost most of my friends. i don't talk to people anymore, i've become incredibly isolated. most of the time i just read and write. i'm kind of disappointed in people at the moment.

i realized that my best friend doesn't take me seriously. she doesn't take my condition seriously either and it hurts for some reason? i feel like she's looking at my ed like it's a quirk of mine and she likes it. the worst part is that it's not entirely platonic, she romanticizes it and it makes me feel so fucking invalid. i started to develop a certain type of hatred towards her. she doesn't want to hurt me, but it's so upsetting and repelling. i've noticed recently that i get so frustrated every time i think about her.

that's it for now i guess. fuck this. fuck everything.

i'm so exhausted and i have an exam tomorrow, but i just cannot concentrate on studying rn

(sorry for grammatical errors, i'm too tired to fix them)

[diary-of-a-simp-beta]

Wednesday 22-02-23

Hii diary!! So like OMG, i saw LIREALLY the most adorbes tiktok earlier, totally super cute and stuff. So Kim K was with Mimi, and their kids North & Monroe did a dance video and their moms joined in in like a total twist ending! so fun lol, luv how such boss girls like KK and MC are besties like their kids, total inspo BFF goals! Loved Mimi's leggings and boots combo too, so fetch, need to try see what brands they were!

I know what isn't fetch though. So like, 2 my fav influencers seem to me having major fallout which is super lame :( Brekie Hill is calling Livvy Dunne a bully and a mean bitch, but like Livvy is super amazee, so I think Brekie is being a total bitch and being super catty because she's well jel how popular Livvy is! I know I am but thats cuz i wanna be popular (esp with the boys!!!) but I'm super happy shes done well! She deserves it!

Speaking of cute boys, Harry Styles is holding a tour soon! I wont be able to make it this year, but I need to save upo to go to his next one! He's soooo dreamy and like such a gd singer too! Gonna watch every clip of his tour online I can find for now! I luv this pic of him in PJ's, I'd wear something cute if slept with him too but also super sexy bc its Styles duh!!!

I know it wasn't a tour, but RiRi's performance at the sports thing was amazee! Such a total queen I had to shake my booty to her! AND Oh My Gawd!! She's pregnant!!! Her amd ASAP Rocky are the perf couple, bet this baby will be super cute just like her baby boy! I hope we find his name out one day!! But like her outfit was to die for! Total crimson red she was on fire! But shes so amazee with her fashion choices, like I seriously would never have thought about wearing a cotton canvas flight suit, but she pulled it off so well! That silk jersey catsuit and leather corset just made it to die for! Was custom made for her by Loewe, who I've never heard off, so will totally look them up and see if I can get some fake stuff to feel like RiRi hehe! Also I'm gonna make sure I get like all her albums. Don't worry RiRi, I'll get you your money!

I do need to invest in some makeup though, and take a look at my skin care routine. Gonna watch some tutorial's on the basics and see if I can get some Kylie makeup. Love her brand and shes an icon too! A girl at work always looks on point, I might have to ask her what she uses!

TTYS x

[theyanderespecialist]

Yandere Rangiku Matsumoto Headcanons: Confidence is Key (Bleach)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back, back again! This one is with Rangiku from Bleach! I hope that you all enjoy this new chapter here!] 

(Disclaimer: Rangiku Matsumoto is not Yandere in canon! This is just for fun, and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Bisucits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, Remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon!) 

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Rangiku Matsumoto From Bleach- 

.Rangiku is a free-spirited woman who is very easygoing. 

.She fell for you right away and she would flirty with you very openly and try and woo you. 

.She also is always pulling you face first into her boobs. Saying she is hugging you but she is also using her boobies to her advantage. 

.She does love to make you flustered. 

.She is the type of yandere who does not take a full active stance with her yandere side. 

.Which is a bit odd, she is more possessive and sees where her relationship with you will go, she does not have a plan in motion to win you over she is very much going with the flow. 

.But of course, when it comes down to it she takes her love and obsession for you very seriously and will even say... "Playtime is over." 

.Being an easygoing woman, it also, makes her a very easygoing yandere. 

.She does not let rivals bother her for the most part and is unfazed by them most of the time. 

.Of course, when they get too close to you she will get them to back off and will fuck them up that is for sure. 

.Once she gets serious she is the type of yandere that does not play around and will end the lives of her rivals. 

.They had plenty of chance to back down and they have run out. 

.She is a very flirty yandere and would be also very touch-feely. 

.She is a yandere who is not afraid to use her womanly charms to seduce you into her bed. 

.Actually, she is very much the type of yandere who would actively do that a lot to get you into her bed. 

.She also is the type of yandere that ozzes confidence. 

.Of course, she is not perfect even though she has flawless skin, a beautiful face, and the best set of boobs you will ever see! But she does have her flaws. 

.So she does get jealous as a yandere when you pay attention to other women or men. 

.She can also be a slightly petty yandere. 

.When she gets jealous, she gets serious, and when she gets serious people die. 

.Once she is serious she ends life with ease. 

.She also can be a very supportive yandere, she has hundreds of years of experience so she can comfort you when you need it the most.

.And support you through many things with ease. 

.She will be your rock and be by your side to support you always. 

.If you did not compliment her outfit or pay enough attention to her she would get all pouty and strip naked right in front of you. 

.She is the type of yandere that does not like to be ignored so she will get naked and make sure that you cannot ignore her. 

.Notice her boobies senpai (Name)! 

.She also can be a bit of a clingy yandere but this is more rare than you would think. 

.She loves to go to hot springs with you and she Is the type of yandere that would seduce you and have sex with you asap. 

.Maybe even before she confesses to you, she may just have sex with you before that. 

.She adores you and wants to have you in her life and she is willing to fight for you. 

.She is also one of the most loyal yanderes that you will come across with the females of bleach! 

.She would casually confess to you! Since she is confident that you will say yes, maybe a bit overly confident. 

.If you accept her love, she will say that she knew you would and then she will kiss you and make love to you, showing you just how much she loves you. 

.If you turned her down she is low-key shocked. 

.How, how could you turn her down!? .She does not get violent and she does not kidnap you. 

.She does step up her game and make it obvious that she is into you and is serious about being with you. 

.She just has to make you see how much she loves you and that she is very serious about it! 

.She would not want to kidnap you or hurt you, so she will do whatever it takes!  [YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter here, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!] 

Confidence Is Key 🗝 Yandere Rangiku Matsumoto X Gender Neutral Listener (Bleach) 

[softrozene]

Helping Insecure Girlfriend

Anonymous requested: Thank you Roze! For a request I would be interested in some hc or scenarios (which ever is easier for you !) With Zoro, Law, and Ace who wants to help their insecure girlfriend. She keeps waking up from nightmares from her past abusive relationship and is convinced her current bf is going to leave her because she is too much to handle. Just some comfort and fluff please and I'm so sorry if that's a lot. Don't feel pressured to do it ! ♥️

So sorry for the lateness of this! I have been meaning to get it out for ages lol but I really do hope this brings you comfort! Thank you for your patience anon!

Ace, Law, Zoro x Female Reader

Warnings: Comfort fluff and angst- Briefly mentions of past abuse so please tread carefully. PTSD

*Just a general note but I am proud of anyone who has escaped/left an abusive relationship and I hope that you guys are in a good place. As for those who are not then please do get some help and know you are loved and deserve so much better. Anyway, stay safe and healthy!

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Two things these three men would all have in common is noticing their partner’s nightmares immediately and being aware that their partner’s ex was rather abusive. It is how they deal with it that varies

Portgas D. Ace:

When he notices, this man is going to feel bad instantly

So many emotions go through him all at once- Worry, sadness, anger, fear, and of course just the overall need to protect you

He will wake you up and hold you, remind you that you are in a safe place

His worry is at large since you do not deserve to keep reliving that nightmare with your ex

However, when these nightmares become reoccurring and how you seem to be pushing him away, not wanting to burden him with the past you keep reliving

You personally feel awful about these stupid nightmares- Why do you keep getting them?

Especially, while you are in such a good and healthy relationship?!

It is just not fair

It feels like your brain is trying to self-sabotage your relationship and it is working

You do not want to keep telling Ace all about your ex and what he did to you

How you feel completely and utterly broken

How he deserves so much better than you

You do not want to keep telling him that but you also wish he realized it too

You are just damaged goods

Unlovable

This cycle goes on for not much longer because of how much Ace cares about you

He recognizes the signs of spiraling out of good mental health and he knows you need help asap

He will always reassure you too

He will make sure you know that he would never stop loving you over something you can’t control

With help from his friends and yours (they do not give up on you), they help you recognize that your ex is no longer in your life and can no longer hurt you physically, verbally, or emotionally

You have Ace and he is doing everything in his power to show you that you are loved, and he will tell you about his own self-doubts and how he thinks it is you that deserves better than him

Overall- This type of relationship and scenario- It would be rather challenging on both sides since you think he deserves better and vice versa. However, Ace would never ever, ever, dream of giving up on you. Especially when it is obvious you are suffering from a past toxic relationship and need all the help and love you can get in order to start thriving and living for yourself

As for what other things he would do to help remind you that he loves you is daily date nights

Whenever or whatever you want to do it is all for you

He is even more gentle and cuddly for you after your nightmare as he reminds you that you are safe and with him and he would never ever hurt you or leave you unless it was a mutual break-up

100000/10 best comfort and understanding man here

Trafalgar Law:

In a relationship with Law, I think he would be very big on trust so talking about each other’s past is a huge step for him but a necessary one in order for you both to be happy in the relationship because otherwise there may end up being a few white lies or the relationship will feel off the whole time

Either way, because of the way Law is- He is just huge on mutual trust

He would essentially know about your abusive ex and the terrible things they have done to you. In a way, he can relate to any emotional abuse and manipulation thanks to a certain someone in his own past

When Law realizes that you are having nightmares about your past relationship he would actually confront you about it within the first few days but only because he needs you to understand you can go to him and he more than willing to hear about them

He is also quick to see your insecurities- The small ways you doubt yourself in this relationship and it nearly kills him

Law is aware of how hard it is to change a person’s mind especially after a toxic person in your life has convinced you that you are nothing

He will be as understanding as you need and will help you through this

Though Law is the one who gets the most stressed and will neglect himself in order to make sure you will be okay as well as your relationship with him

So, it may add to your guilt, but he will reassure you that you are worth it

Ace is more likely to do affirmations with you (as in: I am worthy. I am safe. I deserve to be happy, etc) but I do think that Law is also serious about helping you mentally so he would definitely also be on board with coming up with affirmations with you

On nights that you have nightmares, or your insecurities are at a high, he will stay up with you (hold you or make you a warm drink) and it really is no problem for him, thanks to his insomnia

He is happy to bring a bit of comfort if possible

10000/10 sneaky boyfriend. He may or may not go visit your ex and it is either really creepy or a gift when your ex is suddenly a paranoid person

Roronoa Zoro:

Zoro is the one who refuses to bring up your past in general until he notices it affecting your sleep which ends up affecting your health

He is more complicated in this situation since he will not force you to talk to him, but he will be very grumpy if you do not lol

He needs you to know trust is important and he may not be the most patient, but he will try to show you he can be since he wants you to open up to him on your own terms

Zoro values privacy the most and he is aware that he is not… as sympathetic as he could be which is why Zoro is the one who does not ask or pry about your past until you are personally ready to share it with him

Now when the nightmares start Zoro notices when you get them, all the time, thanks to him being most of the time. He only gets three hours of sleep plus naps (4 am to 7 am) so he usually notices when you begin to stir and cry in your sleep

He is not stupid so he knows when it becomes frequent, that it is a problem

When it begins to affect you in your waking hours that is when he will be like “are you good?” and if you do not answer or you are vague he will give you that raised eyebrow look

Eventually, your insecurities also get too high and decide that he should know everything and it would be his decision to decide if you are too much trouble

After you come clean and he knows about your abusive ex and the terrible things he did that still affect you, it becomes clear to him

He will reassure you that he is nothing like your ex and he would rather die than hurt you

Zoro will ask you and rather seriously “do you want me to kill him?”

He will do it too if that is what you want

Anyway, now that he knows what the problem is he also takes it seriously

He notices you trying to self-sabotage your relationship with him, and he will not have it

He will battle you, with love of course, and make sure you know that he is not going anywhere. At all

He can handle helping you and he will stay as long as you need until you realize that you deserve all the healthy love you ever wanted

As for affirmations to help with your brain- I do not think he would personally do it since he naturally believes whatever he says about himself so he would probably do them for you without realizing it

For example, “You are going to get through this and realize you deserve the love I give you”

It is simply the truth for him so if he believes it so should you

Now for nightmares, he will wake you up now that he knows you are reliving your horrifying past and he will do whatever you need to do in order to put you back in a safe place mentally

40000/10 best strong rock boyfriend

[flewis]

Okay context. Saria and Utage have been dating for a short while so things are all pretty new to the both of them and Saria is about to Dragon Hibernate so she wants to keep her treasure safe and secure while shes out cold fora few days

ps: I will die with this ship

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Utage could sense something was wrong when Saria wouldn't even react to a suprise hug from her. After a small amount of prying Saria finally opened up..

"Um..."

Utage has never seen Saria act like this before.

"As you know i'm a vouivre and of course every now and then we have to hibernate to restore our energy and health"

Utage nodded along

"well, I like to make sure my ne-... I mean room neat and tidy... and keep the thi..." She mumbled the rest with Utage unable to hear. A blush formed over her cheeks and Utage couldn't help but get giddy when she saw her girlfiends bashfull face.

Utage grabbed Saria's hand "Saria, what's on your mind? You can tell me anything yaknow"

Saria squeezed back, cleared her throat and looked strongly into her lovers eyes making Utage blush this time.

"Us vouivre like to keep our.... nests... clean and tidy." after a short pause she continued, her blush creeping back. "and well, I like to keep my 'treasures' close to me while i hibernate for the few days it takes. and well... I'd like to ask if you'd want to stay with me while I hibernate..." She finished looking down at the floor.

There was not a sound from either of them. Of course Saria starting listing off apologies and excuses onto why this was a bad idea and for her lover not to worry about such a stupid thing. But that kicked Utage out of her stupor. No matter how hard she was thinking, no one calls her GF stupid.

Bringing her hand up to Sarias cheek, she lifted her face so that they were facing eachother. Saria still averted her eyes out of sheer embarrasment but Utage demandingly told her to look at her.. Saria listened.

"Babe.. of course I would! my wonderful lover was brave enough to ask me somthing that seems verry intimate and perosnal. And i am so honoured that you asked me for this!"

Saria loved it when Utage smiled. It was seeing the sharp fangs on duch a beautiful face. which perfectly described her girlfriend.

"Sorry for being difficult. wanting to keep your treasure safe while hibernating is pretty old fashioned... It's quite-" Utage cut her off

"Ohh miss Saria. I'm a treasure you want to keep safe huh?" She said with a wink.

the blush came crashing back "Oh! ummm... That's not too weird or possesive is it?"

"No." Utage replied seriously "Infact miss Saria..." Utage gave Saria a cheek on the kiss and whispered into her ear "I wouldn't mind you being more possesive with me"

Standing up quickly giving Utage a scare, Saria grabbed her lovers hand and pulled her up. "Hurry. Let's go to Dr. Kalt'sit and get the paperwork done asap. You need to take atleast 6 days off for this"

"Si... Six days.." Now it was Utage who was going red in the face. but it quickly turned into excitment and couldn't help but laugh as she was being dragged down the halway.

"can't wait Miss Saria <3"

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Could this be a part 1 of 2???? ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Yeah part 2 might have to be posted on my.... other account lul. but we'll see. hope I don't forget about this fic lul

[outarizaki]

Lovesick. — Levi Ackerman.

SYNOPSIS: In a world infested with mindless, horrendous human-chomping titans, you’d never expected that Levi taking care of you was how you’d go out.

WC: 2.3k

PAIRING: Levi Ackerman x Reader

GENRE: Fluff

A/N: this is my first time writing for levi/aot in general and just overall my first time in a long time from doing creative writing i hope you guys like it!

In truth, Winter has never been your most favorite time of the year.

After all, those delicious hot meals, thick blankets, and cozy naps by the fireplace always came with a price for you every single year, wherein the same chilly weather that granted you those several pleasures only betrayed you and bit you in the ass annually, reeling you in again and again for recurring nightmarish sicknesses.

For as long as you remember, you’ve never fared well with such drastic change in weather. Ever since you were a little girl, your fevers were sky high enough to make your mother lose at least a year off her life with every time they checked your temperature around the dreaded season.

Thus even now, as a distinguished and mighty cadet in the Scout Regiment, there you lay, thrashing in wrinkled sheets with a spiking fever of 103° Fahrenheit.

It was quite an unraveling series of events. Perhaps you should have let it be known much earlier to your squad and superiors.

Maybe they would have taken your sudden, voracious collapse against a blushing Jean in the mess hall a little less seriously.

You could still recall those same goofy shrieks of surprise from your squad members with a grin. The look on Connie’s face was absolutely priceless.

But as you stared up at the ceiling, sweat beading at your hairline and mouth clammy with dehydration, your mind could only render and wring out the possible reactions that could have emitted from your Captain Levi.

Ever since you joined the squad, you’d been naturally drawn and fond of him. His cold demeanor seemed to be just a thin layer between a complex personality, and as much as you hated to admit, you desperately, secretly wanted to claw underneath that sheen.

It started with one sleepless night in which you brought yourself to the kitchen to rid yourself of your heavy mind with a book, only to find your captain sitting idly with a cup of tea.

You remembered the first encounter, how you babbled apologies like some sort of nitwit and he scowled and waved you off, uttering an, “it’s not like I own the damn room, quit being an idiot and do what you need,” before you dejectedly nodded and took a seat with a book just some feet away from him.

The insomnia seemed to grow only more and more, and a few more awkward nightly greetings later, it became a routine. He slowly began to acknowledge you, humming short replies and holding small talks every now and then.

Then on the field and during training he mindlessly complimented you. In his own way, of course.

A grumble of, “you didn’t get killed,” or, “you didn’t look like complete shit out there,” were some hearty examples of that.

Time went on as you began to loosen up even more around the squad, shamelessly poking fun at your members and joking around with them constantly. Even berating the Captain every now and then with snarky remarks that earned hesitant chuckles and gasps from your team, and even sometimes, if you looked really closely, a smirk from the Captain himself.

So with your poor little heart, ready to yearn, there was a spark of fondness towards him. One you wish would smother before it fanned out even more.

Damn him.

You wondered what he had thought when he saw you faint atop of Jean, that poor boy. How ridiculous you must have looked. How humiliating it must have been.

“God, I could die,” you groan aloud and fling your body on your side, hands coming to grasp at the roots of your scalp.

“That is quite an exaggeration, don’t you think?”

That voice. Speak of the devil.

Instantly, you spring up to meet his gunmetal gaze, hissing at the speed that caused your brain to seemingly rattle in your head with fatigue.

He tsks his tongue, brows furrowing together in an unamused manner as he walks towards the table across your bed. You swallow gently, gaze averting to the tray he holds with a small teapot, one teacup, and liquid medicine. You grimace.

“Oi...” Levi begins without looking back at you. You look to his stature expectantly. “You look like shit,” he says, finally twisting his torso to lock with your gaze.

A breathy, sarcastic laugh escapes your lips.

“Gee, you have such a way with words, Captain Suave,” you croak out with a roll of your eyes before easing your posture, allowing yourself to slouch.

“Don’t call me that.”

With his back faced to you once more, Levi feigns an aggravated grumble, yet the ghost of a grin still resides on his face. You watch in silence as he begins to move around the things on the tray.

You take your time to drink in the sight. His raven undercut, bangs slightly covering his handsome face, his white button-up rolled up at the sleeves showing off his veiny forearms, his black pants and leather shoes, the look of faint concentration on his sculpted face as he pours the contents of the teapot into the cup... and God, his hands. So slender and delicate, his fingers nice and long and—

Shit. What are you doing?

You take a deep breath and compose yourself in time before he turns at you again, bored look on his face as he approaches you with a cup of tea and the tiny bottle of medicine.

“Never thought I’d have to babysit one of my most promising Cadets,” Levi drawls out, handing you the teacup. Your fingers graze against his as you accept it, breath hitching in your throat slightly.

You fight off the gooey feeling by occupying yourself with his crude words.

Scoffing, you take a small sip of your tea, only to frown at the feeling of hotness. Levi’s brow arches in question.

“Who said you had to, Captain?” You say softly. “You’re busy. Why didn’t you ask Sasha to come instead? She would have brought me some good food, too.”

“Stolen you food, you mean. And what? You don’t like my tea?” He husks out, to which you perk up in realization.

Quickly, you shake your head to deny his question. “The tea is lovely. But I’m pretty sure my body is hotter than that teapot, and quite frankly the warmth feels suffocating,” you preach.

“Plus, you’re busy. And I look — indecent. You said it yourself,” you whisper the last part shyly, gulping down another sip of tea.

Levi feels taken aback. Surely you hadn’t taken offense to his comment, right? Brat, he thinks to himself.

“Tea is good for when you’re sick. You’re nauseated. Did you expect us to give you some sweet or cold crap while you have a fever?” He says sharply, squinting slightly.

You chuckle a bit at that.

Waving your hand, you grumble. “Yeah, yeah, whatever you say,” you roll your eyes.

“Quit rolling your eyes at me.”

“Quit giving me a reason to.”

“Oh, you want me to give you a reason to roll your eyes back, Cadet?”

Your gaze widens and you feel yourself choke on your tea.

Your arm bolts to set your cup onto the nightstand and you glare up at him. You swear you see the faintest hint of amusement glint in those stupid grey eyes of his.

Suddenly, you’re feeling a little too hot. And you’re sure it’s not your fever.

Levi raises his brows, unimpressed as he leans forward. Slowly, he brings his hand to your forehead and presses his cold fingers against you. You feel your heart stutter in your chest, holding in your breath.

“You’re burning up.”

Wow, I wonder why.

“Yea? Tell me about it. I’m literally feeling all of it as we speak, old man.”

He clicks his tongue in irritation, straightening his back before jolting his arm at you with the bottle expectantly. “You’re better off holding your tongue, Cadet. Now take your medicine.”

Your face scrunches up. He narrows his eyes as you cross your arms and look elsewhere.

“L/N.”

“No.”

“Now.”

“No! It tastes gross.”

His eye twitches at your defiance.

“God, this is like talking to a little kid. Take it or I swear-“

“No.”

“Take the damn medicine. And that’s an order, Cadet.”

You look up at him with a scowl. Hesitantly, you take the bottle before unscrewing it, taking your sweet time until finally you down it reluctantly.

Meanwhile, your Captain stands with his arms crossed, albeit satisfied that you finally listened.

Once it goes down your throat, you gag slightly.

“God, this shit is vile-“

“Language.”

“It’s worse than what we usually take! What is this?”

“Higher grade medicine. I had to ask Erwin and a few of the nurses for even just that small dosage, you damn brat. I need you back on your feet ASAP.”

You blink. He went through trouble just to get you medicine? A fond grin starts to stretch on your lips.

“Thank y-“

“Don’t thank me. It’s my job to keep my Cadets at their best,” he practically half-lies through his teeth.

Oh. Right.

You nod, that fluttery feeling slightly dampening at his words. Of course. You’re just a young woman in his squad. His subordinate.

Levi notices. He doesn’t say anything.

“Now get some rest. I’ll clean up your room. It’s filth in here,” He scrunches his nose.

“Maybe ‘cause I’m sick, smarta- I mean, Captain,” you slur drowsily as you plop down onto the pillows. Whatever you took, it was strong.

The look on his face affirms he didn’t take lightly to your potential word vomit, though he allows to let it slide, much to your favor.

Levi groans, tidying up the teacups and the pile of clothes by the baskets, as well as the used bedsheets. He stops to think what in the hell he’s doing, going out of his way to care for one soldier.

He chalks it up to it simply being a better option than the inevitable mountains of paperwork he has to face later. That was it. Right?

A moderate amount of time had passed until he was satisfied with what he’d done. Levi’s eyes avert to your tiny figure on the bed. Laying flat on your back, arms sprawled beside your head, a dreamy smile on your lips.

The man walks up beside your bed. When you suddenly shift your head towards him, he startles a bit.

A breathy, twinkly giggle leaves your mouth as you look up at him. Levi swears he can feel his heartbeat in his ears.

You pout playfully, pointing an accusatory finger up at him. “Stalker. Are you here to watch me sleep?” You say almost so incoherently, Levi isn’t sure you’re speaking a language.

He can’t help the smile that tugs at his lips at your change of demeanor. So out of character, even for you.

The pout on your lips soon curves into a sleepy grin of your own, and your eyes gloss over with something that makes your Captain’s breath hitch in his throat.

Such gentle, comforting fondness.

When you urge him to get closer, he obliges, slightly bending over your figure despite the rouge in his cheeks. Levi holds his breath as you reach up, fingers threading through his bangs to pull them back.

“You’re pretty when you smile, you know?” You whisper gently, the smile never fading from your obviously far-gone face. “Such a handsome boy.”

Heat rises even more to Levi’s face and he gulps thickly as he watches your arms begin to drop, eyelids following soon after.

A delighted, snoozing hum releases from your throat, and only then does Levi allow himself to breathe.

His eyes glance over you once more.

Soft cheeks, pretty eyes, long eyelashes. The tank top on your torso still allowing you to look like the most stunning thing he’s ever seen. The unruly bed-head hair that sat messily, yet still appearing soft to the touch, making him want to rake his fingers through. Your soft lips, still stuck in that smile. Your flushed face.

Levi sighs dreamily and defeatedly. He brings his hand up to pat at the top of your head.

“Shitty girl,” he says underneath his breath, voice cracking like that of a young boy with an unwavering crush. “You look — decent.”

His brows knit together even more as he thinks it over, finally sighing gently.

“You’re much prettier, Y/N,” he whispers, mostly to himself.

Levi then exits your room, his face still hot with fluster, hands shoved into his pockets, and the giddy feeling in his heart still reigning supreme.

And at the corner of the hall reside the Levi Squad members, spying from afar.

“You owe me your next lunch, Connie. I told you they liked each other!”

“Shut up before he hears you!” Jean scolds quietly.

“Oi,” a voice sounds from behind them unexpectedly.

They all freeze. Their blood turns cold. Armin is sure he’s as good as dead.

“Give me fifty laps outside. All of you. Now.”

“Not bad after feeling shitty for so long,” Levi nods at you as you return from combat training for the day.

You smile brightly, eyes twinkling as you catch your breath.

“Mhm. All because of you. Thanks for-“

“Don’t thank me.”

“I said,” you say firmly. “Thank you for taking care of me. You didn’t have to.”

Levi can only sigh and nod. “Sure.”

You beam at that, beginning to stride past him, before stopping midway.

“Oh, and Captain?” You begin.

He grunts in response, slightly turning your way with that same stoic expression.

“For the record,” you hum sweetly. “I think you’re the prettiest.”

And with that you walk away with a proud smirk, leaving Humanity’s Strongest with a pounding heart and the reddest cheeks mankind has ever seen.

[astaroth1357]

Long Distance Longing with the Brothers

Want a little angst and sweetness? I love how this turned out and I think it’s a new favorite for me. I honestly should wait to post it... But I have no patience, I love it too much. Weirdly enough, thank Taylor Swift’s new album for giving me this idea. Go figure. 🤷‍♀️

Warnings: Angst, implied starvation

Intro:

The brothers knew it was going to happen eventually. The year can't last forever, and at some point they were going to have to say goodbye to their human for the break… But that didn't make the situation any easier. Nobody likes being so far from the one they love. It was only a matter of time before our boys are reaching a breaking point...

Lucifer

Lucifer has never really had a reason to not to work before… Like, yeah there are those days where things get stressful and he takes a step back, but actually taking an extended period of time to just... not work? A "vacation" if you will? He’s never had the desire. What would he even do with himself?

Well, for the first time in literal God knows how many centuries, he had an answer for that question. He was going to be with MC.

And that's exactly what he told Diavolo when he finally accepted that missing the MC was negatively affecting his work. 

He wanted a… "vacation."

Diavolo had never once thought Lucifer would ever ask, and to be fair the man never thought he would either, but he's more than happy to give his friend a few days off to visit his dear human.

Whatever brief hit that his pride took by having to admit that he needed a break was more than made up for by finally seeing the MC again. He knew he missed them, painfully aware of that fact, but just the sight of them waiting to meet him outside the portal was enough to nearly take his breath away…

His first vacation was sure to be paradise. 

Mammon 

Oh, the distance was killing this poor boy. Any day where he can’t have the MC on his arm feels worse than when he's on a losing streak…

Speaking of a losing streak, he's been stuck in one for a whole month without his beloved partner in crime with him. Did he lose his lucky charm or was he just too down in the dumps to gamble well? Anyone's guess.

Well he got fucking sick of it. He wanted to see the MC, ASAP. But how would he get to the human world…?

It takes a week but he gets an idea. It took another for it to actually trigger.

Like clockwork one of the witches he's regularly in debt to, one that just happens to be a bad gambler herself, summoned him out to give her a little extra luck. Usually, he'd just kick whatever slot machine she’s parked herself at and be done with it but this time he's got to ask… How long does that summon spell last, eh?

He made a new sort of bargain. She gets to take Goldie out for a spin if she gave him some time in exchange… 24 hours to be exact.

He didn't waste a second after striking the deal because he had a lot of flying to do.

The MC probably didn't expect to hear frantic knocking on their door at the break of dawn, nor to find a beat tired and disheveled Mammon leaning outside it….

But he embraced them for all it's worth anyway. If it meant feeling them in his arms again, he'd trade away the whole world if he had to...

Leviathan 

He… didn’t do so well with the distance. Like at all. He'd mope around the house, constantly bemoaning how unfair things were. Not even his favorite games can give him any joy because those were the games he used to play with MC…

Sneaking in the occasional video call was pretty much the only thing that could make him smile anymore. Just seeing their face felt like getting a cold drink in the middle of a scorching desert… But he wanted more.

Thankfully, the MC themselves gave him a really, really good idea…

For two weeks straight, Levi seemed to get out of whatever funk he was in to help out around the House… Like, really help out. Suck-up levels of help out. It creeped everybody out...

After a time he finally approached Lucifer and made a simple request. There was an anime convention going on in the human world soon and he'd like to attend…

The ulterior motive for this little visit is practically written on the wall, but he'd been acting so damn unnerving for the past two weeks Lucifer just gave him permission to make him stop.

When the MC agreed to meet him on the opening day, they said they'd be dressed up as someone he'd recognize. Frankly, he was expecting Henry or maybe Ruri-chan but he was completely floored to see them waiting for him dressed in a familiar black hoodie with coral-like horns on their head and a carefully crafted serpent's tail behind them.

To this day he still can't decide what made him happier: seeing the love of his life so adoringly dressed as him or finally feeling their body collide with his after they came running to each other outside the convention hall...

In the end it probably doesn't matter because for that whole day alone, he finally felt like he had everything he could of ever wanted right there with him.

Satan 

Satan's not one for idle moping so when he felt that yearning in his chest finally hit a tipping point, he didn't whine. He didn't complain. He got up and did something about it.

Teleportation magic is tricky to master and dangerous to perform even with sufficient skill. One wrong move and you could end up smearing yourself across three different continents…

But like that would stop him.

He pulled out every book he could find on the subject, researched for days, then practiced for weeks. First on books and apples, then on some of Lucifer’s belongings.

He had to keep making new excuses to throw Lucifer off the scent (especially after he started sending some of his shirts away to different parts of the house) but after some time, it finally paid off.

Satan was probably the last person the MC would have expected to see show up in their room randomly one night, sitting casually by a lamp and reading a book like he didn't just master time and space just to come say hi.

But who was going to be all that picky when they could finally shower their nerdy cat-lover in all the love and kisses they've both been missing for months now?

Asmodeus 

If you took Asmo at his word, then the sheer depths of longing and despair he was experiencing while the MC was away could far outweigh that of anyone else to ever have existed in the history of all time.

He was the Avatar of Lust, desire was in his nature. Couple that with a burning need to have his lover as close to him as he possibly could and it was safe to say he was losing his mind!

This might have been the reason Solomon finally gave in after his 16th-ish time trying to beg the sorcerer to help him. He really was quite pitiful in this state...

When Solomon told Asmo that he could smuggle him out of the teleportation gate between the Devildom and human world ONLY if he could magically disguised his appearance, he was kind of expecting Asmo to refuse. This was Asmo he was talking about. He honestly thought that he'd rather die than deprive the world of his beauty so selfishly…

The world is full of surprises, ain't it?

No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing, the MC was suddenly mowed over by a "stranger" running at them at top speed like an Olympic sprinter. It’d probably have been pretty scary before Solomon lifted the enchantment shortly after to reveal their demon’s gorgeously familiar face.

Solomon wasn't going to let him stay too long, lest he incur the wrath of Lucifer, but Asmo couldn't care less. Be it a thousand hours or a few short seconds, he could always find a way to make his time with the MC last a lifetime...

Beelzebub

Fun fact, Hell freezes over a little every time Beel says "I'm not hungry…" No. Seriously. A freezing wind blasts across the entire Devildom like the realm itself gets a sudden chill...

So imagine the levels of panic that went through pretty much everyone there when his appetite started to fail him.

It's not like the poor baby could help it, food just tasted so much better when the MC was there that eating without them was like trying to digest actual disappointment… He got tired of trying after a while.

A few days of this behavior were worrying, but when he started to get a little thinner the family went into an uproar, starting with Belphie but soon spreading to the rest of the House as well.

Lucifer's soft spot for the twins may have influenced his decision. I mean, it was awfully generous of him to get Diavolo to approve of an fully sanctioned, planned meeting between Beel and the MC. He probably wouldn’t have offered that to anyone else...

Not that Beel cared about all that background favoritism anyway. Hell, on the day that he was finally allowed to see them, he couldn't be bothered by anything other than holding the MC close and hoping they'd never let him go again.

His appetite did return to him eventually, of course, but as long as he had his human with him even the cheapest street taco tasted like a fine five star-meal.

Belphegor 

Frankly, Belphegor was sick and tired of missing people.

Ever since the Celestial War he missed Lilith. When he was stuck in the attic, he missed Beel. And now that the MC was away he was supposed to just sit patiently and miss them too? No way. Not happening. Something about that had to change.

It wasn’t the first time he'd gone to Lucifer in an angry huff, but admittedly he had more ammo than usual...

There was a… discussion between the two. It went on for a couple hours… There may have been some words to the effect of, "Don't you think you owe me?" exchanged… 

Honestly, it was kind of amazing Belphie didn't end up in another attic "timeout" by the end of it. But he got what he wanted, so what's to complain about?

With a little persuasion on his part, Lucifer managed to get Diavolo to approve of a weekly visit for the two, SO LONG as Belphie stayed on his best behavior in the human world.

There wasn’t really much worry about him acting up, though, since he'd have his nap buddy back. It would be pretty hard to be a threat to humanity when he was too busy staying snuggled up to his favorite person until well past noon...

[saltisnacks]

Chris is almost a perfect combination of Eddie and Buck mentally and emotionally. Buck's abandonment issues and hiding his real emotions, and Eddie's snark and struggle to give voice to anything concerning himself.

Let me give a scenario, plus a few asides, to demonstrate this and bring 5a to a close. I seriously doubt something like this will happen in the show. I just hope they handle it with care and correctly. If someone wants to use this in a work, please let me know.

For starters, at some point during the time skip, Carla gave Eddie a firm kick in the butt to get Chris into therapy.

One thing they could do, and could extend over several episodes, is have Eddie and Chris involved in an accident where Chris comes out of it with bumps and bruises, but Eddie... not so well.

And Chris sees the firefighters (maybe Mehta), who recognizes Eddie, working relentlessly to get Eddie and him free. It would help Chris see that accidents happen at any time anywhere.

Adding a cut to save dashes because this is long.

Comparison scene between safe correct usage of car seats with another not so lucky child (who still survives!) in another accident. Show an ending screen listing websites for where to find certified car seat technicians "in your area" and a notice that not all fire stations can check child seats anymore which is still the assumption by many.

Again, Buck comes to stay with him where he assumes Chris and Carla knew about the will. He drops that bomb on all three of them. TayKay doesn't understand why he would agree to this when Eddie has family that could take in Chris. Chris sasses, "Buck is family."

So there's another "wrench." The idea of suddenly being responsible for another man's child if she stays with Buck. She does eventually want kids, but by her timing and decision - not a preteen with CP out of tragedy.

I really want someone to work through his "Everyone leaves." This isn't healthy and shame on them not having Buck tell Eddie to get Chris back into therapy asap. That should have rang alarm bells with his own abandonment issues. While the "everyone" isn't true, life progresses. People move. People drift apart for a lot of reasons. People die. That's life. The similarity between Buck and Chris here...

"Can I ask what you talked about in therapy today? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. Or, you could wait for your dad to wake up from his nap."

"Everyone leaves."

"You know, I used to think the same thing. I know what getting left behind is like. I'd never willingly do that to you. Not by choice."

"Really? People left you?"

"Well, you see..." Audio fades out first then fade to black while Buck is still talking to Chris.

Eddie now has no income coming due to the accident because of realistic post-concussion symptoms (Let's put Ryan's acting skills to a different test) - headache, nausea, vomiting, etc. The 118 rotates checking in on Eddie. Chris overhears Bobby giving Eddie donated money (which he tries to refuse) to help keep them afloat because they're (still) a part of their found family.

"I miss you guys. I miss..."

"I know, Eddie."

Chris after hearing his dad sound so sad finally talks about the dangers of Eddie working as a firefighter and how unhappy Eddie has been after leaving. "Chris, your mom didn't want to be hit by a car. She was just crossing the street. Your dad didn't want to be shot. He was helping someone who was in a bad situation. Just like you didn't ask to be swept up in the tsunami. You were lucky, Chris. Not many were as strong as you to survive a natural disaster. Bad things happen sometimes. Like the accident. But good things do, too. Your dad has helped save a lot of lives."

"I know."

"Do you blame your dad's truck for the accident?"

"No. That's silly. The other guy hit us." A pause. "Oh. I think I get it now. It wasn't dad's fault he got shot."

"It could have been any of the firefighters on scene that day. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. The guy that shot your dad is the one who was wrong."

The therapist asks if he/she can bring in Eddie and they finally talk. "Eddie, you can't lie. Not now. Not here. Not to Chris. Are you happy not being a firefighter? Because if you're not happy, Chris isn't going to be happy. If you give up what you love, you may end up resenting your own son in the future." Or, some version of this. I'm not a therapist and I hope 9-1-1 talks to some real therapists on how to handle this.

The accident wasn't Eddie's fault. Between the other driver's insurance and his own, he ends up with a fully paid for nice used truck in replacement. Buck, who is on Eddie's insurance, took care of everything after a research spiral that nailed both companies to the wall to get it done. He drops off the truck with a "Tadah!" as he tossed the keys to Eddie.

"I picked up a booster seat, so as soon as you're cleared to drive, you're both good to go."

Buck and Eddie get in an "argument" again about him not being there for Eddie and Chris. "No! You don't get to take the blame for this. It's my fault! I refused to talk to anyone. About any of this. Not to Chris. Not to you. Not to Bobby or Hen. No one!"

"Eddie, I could have pushed harder."

"And I would have shoved right back. Probably so hard it would have made things even worse. Don't think I don't remember the grocery store. I said some stupid hurtful things because I was holding it all in. Again. I knew how to strike where it hurts just like I did while fighting."

"Eddie."

"No, you tried over and over, but I was... stupidly listening to my father in my head. Suck it up, Eddie. Men don't cry. Push through. Therapy is for the weak. No wonder they call it toxic masculinity."

”I never learn from my past mistakes. I let it all bottle up again. I showed my kid it was okay to do the same, and he did until it finally exploded! I've hurt him, Ana, you because I hid what I was feeling. I used my kid to hide!"

"I ended up hurting him because I couldn't open my mouth and let everything out. I failed him again as a father. I don't want him to grow up like I did. I have to try to make this right. Learn to open up when I need to. I didn't talk after we were taken hostage. I just went home and cuddled my kid with a "He's fine." and then shoved that down, too. I didn't tell anyone I almost fell out of that helicopter at the hospital!"

"What?! Eddie?!"

"One more item on the trauma pile. Nothing good has ever come out of me being in one."

And unlike dropping the bomb about leaving the 118 on everyone... "Chris and I talked during his last session. I'm... going to start going to a therapist he/she recommended. I need to stop fighting the idea that therapy is showing weakness. That thinking I have to struggle on my own is bad coping. Ha! She was right. It does sound like repression."

"Who? Ana?"

"No, the cardiologist."

"Oh."

"Is Chris weak? No. But, Chris's therapist gave me a warning. I could start to resent this at Chris, and I don't want that. It was my loaded issues, but he was the pulled trigger for my rash decision. When Chris and I finally... start to feel stronger, I'd like to come back. To the 118, I mean."

"Really?"

"If Bobby lets me and there's a spot available."

Something here about Buck being the "backup plan." If they still insist on pushing B&T, have Eddie restate that Buck is the right choice, and that he's family. If B&T are kaput, maybe Buddie begins here when Eddie finally pushs through his barrier to tell Buck how he feels.

"Eddie, this isn't a no. It's just a pause. Until you feel like yourself again."

"It... might take a while."

"That's okay. I can wait."

"I need to do this. For Chris, but mostly for myself."

"Every step of the way, whatever you need, I've got your back and Chris's."

"And we've got yours."

Season 6 starts off with Eddie still separate from the 118, but healing and happier. Video only showing the back of Eddie's head talking with his therapist, and clips of Eddie talking between him and Chris with and without Buck present. Ramped up covert flirting and pushing buttons.

Until the mid season finale where Eddie surprises everyone, except Bobby, when he pops over the loft in full uniform with a "Surprise!" Or, maybe Bobby says additional help is coming during a fire and Eddie pulls up in a station vehicle in his turnout gear.

The back half is them fighting to stay together because two firefighters in the same house aren't supposed to date. Normally they're either put on opposing shifts or one is transferred.

They could pull a Flashpoint where they don't realize they're being observed, and show their ability to walk away with a patient while the other is also in trouble. Better for Buck to walk away from Eddie because he would be the biggest one they'd worry about honestly after they saw him digging in the mud after the well collapse.

"This can't become the norm. There are regulations for a reason. I'll have people all over the city trying to date. One mess up and I want them separated, Nash. Period. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."