#NOW THAT I KNOW WHAT IM WITHOUT (HEAVEN) YOU CANT JUST LEAVE ME!!!

[mr-miss-sunny]

not to be a tumblr stereotype but I’ve been obsessively listening to bring me to life by evanescence because it reminds me sm of spuffy ???

[turbotasthick]

If you could say something to all TSAMS characters, what would you say?

BLOODMOON (old): bro if only you didnt fuck up and tease the living hell outta sun you couldve had a sick family whod help you and love you. they did you so fucking dirty like you actually had potential to be good with your LOVE FOR THE CALM when the bloodmoon was up, when you say nobody gets you my god you couldve been such a cool fucking brother for them.

BLOODMOON (new): You were fucked from birth when ruin made you. bro wasnt even give the coding to be able to change, to eat foods, and to just be a fucking dog for everyone despite you not admitting to it. you couldve sucked up your urges and you wouldnt have to be alone but no your coding fucked you up from the start and ended up alone in the end i pity you, bitch. rest in hell with your brother also bloodmoon i think youre fucking funny you couldve been such a cool character to be their brother bro if only your thick headed skull of yours could comprehend shit and not succumb to your blood and murder addiction

Sun: You should stop shaking and shivering in fear and do somefuck about your brother it pains me to see him get replaced like that- and fuck old moons back yet you dont have the backbone to stand up against him when he yells hits or berates you fucking do better sun smh

moon: do better youre slowly going back to your old ways bro like stop forcing sun to do shit he dosent want or yell at his face or be a bitch bro

nexus: respectfully go to therapy and do fucking better bro i cant believe youd do that to your family AND solar??? i know you broke down and are probably in some psychotic break holy shit (i pity you honestly) but fuck man its so rough seeing you struggle and isolate yourself like this- fuck even going as far as to lobotomizing yourself...i hate how hirt you are rn and i hate how youre also hurting people fucking shit

solar: God im glad youre back and shit but i feel pity for you- of course theyd put you right into work- of course youd drown yourself into your work..youre mourning your best friend i understand but please dont give up on him so fucking easily like how his family did- solar cmon man nexus loves you bro..dont kill him right away...

lunar: Ngl i used to really like you but now you just break my heart- idk when you said "nexus and i werent ever close" that fucked me up cause nexus did and tried everything to get close to you- he wanted to keep you safe helpef you in any troubles you might have and you just spit in the guy in the end- and not yo mention how you seem to push solar away as well-- dont tell me you arent close to him too after what solar does for you? you feel really cold lunar

eclipse: Eclipse, bestie please gtfo of puppets grasp you deserve to leave and live your life without a fucking burden on your hands bro- it must be annoying. Also i hope you make more friends.

earth: Wtf happened to your caring nature?

jack: my precious pomerianian puppy!!!! yourr so cool and awesome with your weapons and agility do you wanna play fight with me kiddo? i bet you cant beat me in a tussle!

dazzle: Hiiiii wanna go out to the markets and buy some banaynays and froot? we can bring jack with you honey :3

kill code: be a better father lol like goddamn and why didnt you fight for ur life when bm killed you? didnt you WANT to live a nice life? ffs kc

flare: Slay babe you did nothing wrong imo rest in heaven

[blingblong55]

Always you- 141+König

This is based on a request:

GN!Reader, cheating, angst? (idk anymore)

How 141+König react to them cheating on reader.

Backstory to make us both cry:

The love of his life, the one who waited for him. It was just you and him. It wasn't a perfect life, that is true and he promised you it wouldn't be. "I Can't promise picket fences or walks around town on sunny afternoons." he said, sitting across from you. "I know, no one can, but I know what I feel for you and it's not something I can have with anyone else, I'm not willing to leave just because you cant promise that. I don't want to be with no-one else but you." your hands delicately caressing his face. And it was true, the relationship wasn't perfect, nothing was, but he made things feel like heaven. The way he held you close when either of you had a bad day, the way his presence was comforting enough.

You knew you'd never love a man like how you love him. How his nose scrunches when he dislikes something, how he smiles when you kiss him. It's too unreal. And you, gosh, you were the reason why he fought so hard to always come back home. Home...yeah home, he whispered to himself. The way he felt so vulnerable around you, how he felt safe. He loved how you would hold his hand. He swore he must be dreaming, how can a creature like you, love him? You deserve the best things in life, he thought as he watched how every time he came home, you were there by the door.

He came home after a tough mission, you as always waited by the door. He dropped his bag and wrapped his arms around you. "fuck..I missed you so much." He said, it was so soft, almost like a whisper, his head nuzzled against your neck. He's home.

After a few days, he and his friends went out, he tried convincing you to go with him. "I have some work to do, besides you need to have some fun without me." you kissed his cheek. And he soon was on his way out. You worked on a paper for work, you kept your phone on, waiting for him to call you to pick him up. But he didn't call all night.

I'm wasting my time

when it was always you,

chasin' the high,

but it was always you

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Ghost:

He was nearly blackout drunk, he wasn't thinking at all about the consequences when his mouth was on another person.

He liked it, it was something new, it was fun. The person took him to their place, all night he spent touching them, making them feel good.

Simon woke up around 5 am, a random person snuggling them. Their hands on his chest, just like you would rest them.

His head ached, it wasn't good, his eyes scanning the room, it wasn't your bed he was on, not the same bedsheets, or the same room. He got up and quickly changed and walked away from that strangers bed.

"Fuck fuck fuck." he whispered to himself, cursing his own name. "why simon, why did you fuck up!" he couldn't face you, not now. So he went to a coffee shop, he sat there in his sorrow, wiping tears as he thought of what he did.

"you okay?" asked an old man. "no, I fucked up." his eyes fixed on the piece of jewelry you gave him. It was a thing now, if he went away, you'd give him a necklace, ring or bracelet. "a piece of me while you're out there." He cried even more, remembering your soft words

"if you love them, then go on and tell them, be honest son." the man patted his back and walked away.

But he couldn't face you just yet, he still felt the other person on him. He felt dirty.

It was hate he felt, disgusted he would do this to you. He couldn't even touch himself, even if he was itchy, he didnt even dare scratch.

He walking along an empty road, thinking of you.

"I'm sorry, im sorry for what I did," his voice low, soft sniffles coming from him. He repeated this like a mantra.

A trained soldier, a man who hated lie, who betray him. And now here he was, laughing at his own mistakes. He was going mental.

He was alone with his thoughts and the worst part is that you aren't there to help them go away.

Price:

He wasn't the type to get drunk and flirt with anyone. Not since you came into his life, he was so respectful, always pushing strangers off of him. "I have a spouse waiting for me." he'd tell them.

This time he didnt say that, instead, he let them kiss him. He gave in, took them to his car and had a party of his own.

When it all ended, he sat there. The stranger put their clothes back on and walked off.

Now it was just him, he stared at the wheel.

He gasped once he realized what he had done. God he hated himself so much right now.

He pictured you, waiting by the door, looking at your phone just waiting for him to call you. "pick me up." he would've said, he would sit in his car and wait for you, the next morning you two would go pick it up. Having breakfast at a diner. But not this time.

He just sat, his hands brushing his hair out of desperation. He was so stressed.

He knew you'd be upset if you knew he was driving while intoxicated, so trying to at least do some good, he got off, locked the car and walked away.

As he made it closer to an open field, he screamed, letting all the anger and pain he felt leak out.

He then fell to his knees, crying as the cold night passed him by.

He laid on the floor. Trying not feel a thing, as his tears choked him out.

It was the worst kind of pain, his own heart begging for mercy.

"please..please.." he whispers, his voice shaky and unstable "please dont leave..please" it was as if he was a little kid all over again.

Gaz:

It wasn't like him to break promises, especially when he was breaking the ones he made to you.

He drank and drank, drowning in the alcohol, he wanted to let go for once. But if he knew he'd mess up this much, he would've never left you back home all alone.

When his lips met the strangers lips, it was indescribable, he wanted more, urged for more. By the morning, he walked back home, thinking of all that happened that night.

He wiped the tears that fell from his face.

"I'm so stupid, stupid, stupid." he hit himself a few times, each slap getting weaker and weaker.

He thought of how you'd react. You had been in relationships where you'd been cheated on, he assured you he wasn't like any of them.

You kept him like an oath, but all he had ever done was tuck you away, like his own little secret, a secret he had fucked up.

He threw up. It was remorse he was feeling by now. Never had he ever felt this way about something so awful.

He was a soldier. He was a human. He was a cheater.

All he ever wanted was to have a life with you, and now that future was far from reach.

As his own tears fell down to his face, he sat down, staring into the nothingness. It was pity that he was feeling, pity for how much one an idiot he is.

He wish he could get enough courage to face you and tell you what did, but that even then, courage couldn't help get out of this one. Nothing could. So he just sat and waited. The sun rising through and he was still there, like an abandoned dog, waiting for its owner.

It was a mistake. That wasn't a lie, but why did he like it? why did he think of you but felt nothing? Could it be he was just numb? or maybe it was his own heart begging for this everlasting pain to stop.

Soap:

It was no lie when he said that people are usually just attracted to him for no reason, he joked about it multiple times. But at the end of the day, he was yours and no one else's.

He was a little upset that you had said no to him, but he still had fun.

He was too drunk to think straight. In his own words "natural flirt" and this time this advantage had failed him, the person started to get hot too soon. But he didnt stop it, not until it was too late. He kissed the stranger, but he soon pushed them off.

He walked away from the bar. Yes it was something so small, but he knows you, even if he flirts with others you'd be upset/ jealous.

You and him had a talk a while back. "I think if it's not with your partner, then yes it's cheating." you said, he took notes, always flirting with you, ignoring the strangers that walked up to him. "I'm with someone, piss off" he spit out.

That would earn kisses from you, but this time? he was afraid of the outcome.

So he did was he knew best, he called Price. Poor man stayed up with him, listening to him cry and curse his whole existence.

By 4am, he had picked up another bottle. He drank from it as his life depended on it. He cried and cried. He wished his mother were there to yell at him.

"r/n, please." he begged as he looked up...he swore you were staring down at him while he was on his knees.

He walked home, he knew that if you were in the same position, you'd tell him. And now here he was, standing in front of you. his eyes red and puffy.

You tried to hug him, but he pushed you away, saying he doesn't deserve your gentle hands on him, he walked into the bathroom, and for a whole hour he cried in the shower. Water dripping down off him. He got out and told you about the whole thing.

He was a sobbing mess by 7 in the morning. He told you he understood if you wanted to end things now. He wouldn't blame you for anything

But what he did do was apologize, every sentence you spoke was followed by a soft and shaky sorry from his part.

König:

He didn't like to go out much, especially not without you. But this time, his team would be there, celebrating a victorious battle.

He got carried away in a stupid competition with one of his mates. He was so drunk he couldn't form words.A handsome/gorgeous stranger tapped his shoulder, and after some weird conversation, they were onto of him.

He mistook their flirting with kindness. His team knew it them moment the poor man was just talking about you to them. Because for seconds he swore he saw you there in front of him.

He pushed them off, running out to the alley of the bar. His breathing started to become uneven. His was dizzy, too dizzy for his own good.

He knelt down, his hands on his thighs. Silent cried came from him. He wiped the tears and sat down.

It was nothing but a mistake, if only he would convince you he didn't mean to kiss them.

But this was too much for him. He stood up, barely balancing on his feet. "r/n?" he looked in front of him. "liebling, I am sorry..please..please tell me you saw how they kissed me." he begged at the air, approaching the figure.

It was the alcohol that was making him see things.

And after much struggle, the team found him. He was staring at the road.

"C'mon, you have to get to your partner." a friend said, all he did was push them off.

He started to get aggressive, his pushes becoming punches. It took all of them to put him to the ground. They knocked him down and he felt at peace, his body finding a new pain to cure.

And as his face rested on cold ground, he cried once more. "I love r/n...I love them."

"we know..." his mates finally calming him down..."please tell them I love them." his voice now soft

Should've never let you go, my baby

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A/n: ok so this might've not been the best..but at least it was something..also happy GP weekend!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @dreatine - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

Nightmares

A thrashing body in bed beside you wakes you from your peaceful slumber, and your eyes open to complete darkness. Although you cant see anything, you can feel the absence of Spencer’s arms around your waist, which is where they had been, and usually are, when you sleep. Something hits the bed again, and it’s the scared whimper that leaves Spencer’s lips that tells you exactly what is going on. Without any further hesitation, you turn over to face your boyfriend’s side of the bed, and you reach out to touch his chest, using that as your guide as you gently trace a path upwards towards his face, until you can caress his cheek.

“Spence, you’re dreaming, it’s alright.” You whisper, and you can feel his jaw unclench as the sound of your voice reaches him, even in the land of the unconscious.

Leaning closer to him now that he’s not flailing his limbs and at risk of accidentally hitting you in his sleep and then waking up to feel immensely guilty, you kiss his nose. Your hands cup his face and you run your fingers through your hair, a sensation that Spencer has previously described as “the closest thing to heaven” that he thinks he’ll ever experience, and a sensation powerful enough to wake him from his nightmare with a gasp. As soon as his eyes open, he lunges at you, burying his face in the crook of your neck and clinging to your small frame as you fall onto your back.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Im right here.” You coo, continuing to run your fingers through Spencer’s hair with one hand while the other rubs gently circles in his back.

He nods into your neck at your words, and then sniffles. “Just...dont let go of me, please.”

You kiss his forehead. “Wasnt planning on it, love.”

And for a few minutes, you lie with Spencer in your arms, your bedroom silent with the exception of your boyfriend’s hard breathing, which eventually slows to a calm rate.

“Why do you stay with me, (Y/N)?” Spencer blurts out suddenly, his question hanging in the dark.

The absurdity of his question makes you frown, and you answer without having to think about it. “Because I love you.”

Spencer places a soft kiss on your neck at your words before he continues. “But you never complain. Not once after I’ve woken you up like this have you complained about losing sleep, you never make me feel like less of a man when Im upset, you never seem irritated at the amount of times I’ve needed your comfort and reassurance. Logically, over time issues like this would affect you, but they havent...why?”

His genuinely curious and slightly afraid explanation shocks you. Spencer is a man of logic and facts, he’s researched as much as he can into love to gain a better understanding of it, but the fact is, he sometimes struggles to wrap his head around what comes with being in love. And the idea of you being utterly besotted by him baffles him more than anything else.

“Spence, if any of those things bothered me, I wouldnt be loving you. Being in love with someone means that seeing your lover in any unpleasant state causes you pain, and you will do anything in your power to make them feel better. No matter how many times that happens, every time it’s the same pain, and the same determination to help them heal. Loving you is my number one priority, and there is nothing else in this world I would rather be doing.” You reassure him, honesty delicately laced in your every word.

Spencer is quiet at this, and you can practically hear the cogs turning in that magnificent mind of his as he processes what you just told him. But it is more than that, and you can tell, because you can feel his heart pounding as he continues to think about your words. The sniffle that comes from him confirms what you already know to be true: he’s holding back tears.

“Oh sweetheart, dont cry!” You coo, holding him close to you and kissing the top of his head.

“I dont deserve you, I never will.” Spencer chokes out.

You shake your head frantically “Spence, you deserve every wonderful thing you can ever receive, every piece of love I can possibly give you and so much more. Just because you cant see that, doesnt mean that it isnt true.”

Spencer sighs. “You speak in a way that makes it impossible for me to argue.”

Giggling, you kiss his head again. “Good. Do you think you’re alright to go back to sleep?”

Spencer nods into your neck, his voice quiet and getting progressively hoarse as exhaustion takes over every fibre of his being.

“As long as Im in your arms, Im alright to do anything.”

[sarcasticorgasms]

call me crazy but i REALLY enjoyed the ending of good omens s2! (spoilers below the cut)

OKAY crowley points this out when he tells gabriel to jump out the window, but aziraphale didnt actually witness heaven's direct cruelty to him, didnt experience first hand how willing they were to throw him away and kill him the second he disagreed with them. crowley, however, did. we dont know if they ever told each other exactly what happened, or if crowley ever told zira that gabriel had said "just shut your stupid mouth and die already." it clearly lasted with crowley, he remembers the exact words.

the choice neil made for aziraphale to not yet fully understand that "good guys" and "bad guys" arent accurate depictions of heaven and hell makes sense when you realize that he's never received the reality of being punished by them. crowley isn't naive though, he's been through this more than once, has witnessed the cult like mentality of heaven and hell and tried to help aziraphale escape. he's always tried to help zira come to his own conclusions, and usually, he at least comes to an understanding (poor people DO have less opportunities, and you're helping science!). you can feel his desperation when hes asking his angel to leave with him, both in season 1 and season 2. but that resignation in his eyes when he realizes that zira is still stuck in the cult of heaven, still cant really see in shades of grey- he knows that nothing he says or does will change zira's mind; the only thing that will change his mind is seeing first hand the cruelty and lack of compassion from heaven towards aziraphale himself.

there were so many amazing moments where they showed the lack of knowledge from heaven. the rule that they're not to visit earth, not to know too much (or anything, it seems) about humans. because someone in heaven knows that access to knowledge makes you smarter, makes you curious, makes you ask questions. whether or not thats the decision of god, or of metatron remains to be seen. but one person being in charge, who's clearly clueless but pretends to know what god wants, is classic cult leader shit. people who follow along without question, who assume that their will is good- that's what the angels are. its hard to truly hate them when you realize that they're all under the same thumb. that scene when uriel asks the metatron if they've done something wrong was kind of heart breaking, they're just children playing a game they were never told all the rules to.

what makes crowley so fascinating as a character is that he's curious, he asks questions. he's not good, he's not bad, he's just... himself. honestly, he's more human than demon in his choices. what he said about following hell as far as he can, so he can stay on his own side is just perfect- and yeah, lonely. and i cant even imagine how lonely he feels now. im obsessed with how we're shown his attempts at changing aziraphale's mind - something about him being the one to encourage aziraphale to try human food, something about him inviting aziraphale to Edinburgh to show him how poverty forces you to make morally questionable choices, that not everything is black and white - idk. it's subtle, it's allowing him to come to the same conclusion on his own, it makes me want to shovel aquarium gravel into my mouth

aziraphale, when he's away from heaven's influence, is much more morally grey, he's more himself, he's happier. but as soon as his superiors are around, he loses all sense of self. he automatically assumed he was going to fall for lying to the other angels and not killing innocent children. he knows better than to ask questions, he KNOWS that what he's asked to do is sometimes wrong, but he has this cognitive dissonance he cant get past- heaven asks him to do things that are bad, but heaven isnt bad. heaven is always good, so what theyre asking must not be bad. but, killing children is pretty objectively bad. he cant kill children. but its god's will, so he has to, it must be good. but its not. and round and round it goes. he's never actually been punished by heaven firsthand, and i think once he sees close up that heaven's will isn't necessarily god's will, and that god's will is not always benevolent, he'll realize. he'll realize that you cant always change things from the inside, that there's a systematic issue that can only be solved by dismantling the institution. god i hope season 3 is dismantling heaven.

all in all i love this ending i am SUCH a sucker for escaping cult stories (nimona and she-ra, nd stevenson i love u). like your whole life you are so sure that you're doing the right thing, and then someone comes along and turns everything upside down and asks you questions, forces you to ask questions, and you can't help but defend where you came from, surely there has to be some mistake, if you could just talk to someone higher up you're sure you could clear this whole misunderstanding up, and then that higher up tell you point blank that they know what theyre doing, they know that innocent people are getting hurt. you witness their violence firsthand, and its intentional, its directed towards YOU. because you dared to ask if what we're doing is really the right thing. and that's when you finally understand.

[1cky-boi]

TW: Topics Of Suicide

The Week After I Killed Myself.

Monday,

I watched as the time ticked slower and slower,

I could feel my pulse in my hands,

Burning edges to a paper that can never be read how it was wrote,

I forgot to leave a letter,

Now my parents are left to wonder where they went wrong.

Tuesday,

The news reached my best friend,

I don't know what he does, but I wish I was there to comfort him.

The news comes on the same,

Police chase,

The weather,

Politics,

And the weather again,

But my parents don't watch.

The faucet in the bathroom drips,

Raising the water bill because I forgot to make sure it was fully off.

My mother would flip it off for me and not say a thing even after it being the fifth time that week,

But now she's trying to remember the way I used to play in the sand,

Before the move,

Before she knew what was happening to me.

When she thought she could still save me.

The school is notified,

But my grades don't weigh me down where I am at now,

I don't have to try so hard to matter anymore.

Wednesday,

The letters in my room are just letters now.

Ones that will only be read maybe once more,

Though it'll never be said how many times it saved a life, I'd hope you knew.

My stuffed animals have not slept in days,

Without a cold body to warm what place do they have in this old house?

The neighbors find out.

Condolences are sent.

Not one has my real name on it.

Thursday,

The funeral I arranged for Saturday,

Because my mom is always off work then.

I do not know who comes, or what is said,

I do not know where or how I was buried,

I was not old enough to pick it for myself,

Knowing my parents I'm probably a diamond, or a tree.

The letters have been found.

They know.

They know I loved you,

And you loved me.

I would have joked about how awkward it'll be when you see my parents again,

But my mom hugs you this time

And says she hasn't seen her baby happy like that in years,

And you both forget where you are for a moment ,

Dream,

Hope a little it's a different situation.

Friday,

My mom is going through my stuff.

My phone first,

She'll find out we were more than friends,

She'll tell my friend I am gone

And she won't know if it's a joke,

But when she sees what I've written

The sinking feeling in her stomach will be all too familiar

After, she'll go to the store,

See the man who always used to ask me how I am,

And break down in front of the produce.

Saturday,

The baby breath is half dead,

The lavender makes the air tense,

There's a mix of regular clothes and formal wear

I would have laughed at anyone who bothered to put on a suit.

I would have said how pretty you looked

My mom compiled home videos and photos from the last year's,

Though there's only a few she thinks are really me,

And they're usually the ones where someone else is with me.

She says the usual:

The "kind"

The "smart"

The "talented"

The "too young for this"

Or maybe she'd say nothing at all.

Ask you if you'd like to say anything and I couldn't hear it.

I always wanted to know what you thought of me.

Sunday,

My room is still how I left it,

The coats on the hanger

And the boots on the outside the closet door.

The books,

Dusty and un-bookmarked,

They'll search for me here,

But none of the words will sound like my voice,

And my mother will keep the video of me.

The video of me as a kid laughing close to her chest.

She wonders where I went when I got older.

How was this grave her baby?

How could I leave her behind after all of the things I said without an apology.

After all that's been done for me,

It was a waste to love me,

That's what somebody would think,

But I won't know for sure.

Whether im in Heaven, Hell, or Nirvana,

I won't come back.

I won't be able to run my hand through your hair,

And I cant feel the warmth of another hand to remind me I'm still here.

I can't hear the music,

I can't hear the screams or the pleas,

I'll be at peace,

But I'll be no more than I am now.

[ja3yun]

okay im here and im reading again

Jaeyun and Sunghoon both deny any involvement in the sweet actions, leaving Jongseong as the only possible culprit. NOW IMAGINE if it wasn’t him but heeseung😭 likeee errrmm u still have another doll out there yn

“painting of the sheep” i feel like this could also be a hint.. but i really dont know what the hell to make of it😭

im ngl im more confused now

“But you aren’t scared of me, are you, Sweetheart?" he continues, his breath warm against your ear as he speaks. You shake your head, unable to deny the truth, "Then that will give you some clue," he murmurs, his words hanging in the air between you like a tantalizing riddle waiting to be solved.” now imagine we say hes an archangel, hes god, lucifer a fallen angel whatever and there he is, a human 😭 or like i said after all the snake manipulated … maybe thats what shes feeling 🫠

i do have a feeling that the bodies were NOT ordered online 🧌 like mf who tf sells that 💀💀💀 on the dark web maybe…

“its important to be good” okay he HAS to be related to some god related stuff idk OR IDK HE S A SOLDIER IN HELL OR HEAVEN ARMY

"I know it hurts but every act of defiance deserves punishment," Jongseong whispers, his voice an odd soothing balm, - THIS JUST ADDS UP TO WHAT I SAID LISTEN IF HES NOT LUCIfer then he CANT BE GOD i refuse

If you were in your right mind, you would question his fascination with the garments adorning the ceremonial bowl. what does this mean jay… 🕴️🕴️🕴️ why do u like silly garments

his muttering casting a dark spell in a foreign language. what the hell is he doing 🕴️🕴️🕴️ ive had a bad feeling abt that underwear in the bowl since the beginning bet he did some shit to stop her from leaving…

“Let Hell hear how much you need my cock.” yeah i got nothing but i too would let hell hear me ‼️ ??!!?! is he related to hell now and the devil 😓😓😓

“It can’t hurt you, I wouldn’t let them,” 👺👺👺👺 okay?????,? LET WHO UR EVIL ARMY?? THE OTHER SOULS OF THE DOLLS???

“I will warn you though, Sweetheart, he won’t take kindly to being last.” now if it was me wouldve taken all 4 but thats just me jk im sorry

THIS MADE ME EVEN MORE CONFUSED IM SORRY like im sorry i tried but im so shit abt these things with legends and things like I TRIED OKAY ill just stop and wait patiently 😥 🕑

is them dolls part of any supernatural creature that was featured in the supernatural tv show though… ps i do agree for a serpent!jay fic like esp after the dark moon concept..

the sheep was your teaser in the sunghoon chapter to elude to hell! like how the sheep is symbolic in satanism!

when he was talking into the bowl, he was just opening up hell to speak to them, like he needed something to lure them all in and her panties were it djdbdjd and he was staring at them to contemplate whether or not to ring up the old underworld yknow??

he ISNT god and no one is the devil, it would be too easy to go that route, plus why would god and the devil stay with soonyeol when they are literally gods in their own right

you did good though!! you got a lot of the stuff some people missed but i hope i clarified everything without giving too much away <3

[rrcenic]

ineffable husbands playlist - post-season two (an angsty list with the lyrics that remind me of them)

STORY OF US - taylor swift (i used to think one day we'd tell the story of us // how we met and the sparks flew instantly // and people would say, "theyre the lucky ones" // i used to know my place was a spot next to you // now im searching the room for an empty seat // cause lately i don't even know what page you're on // oh, a simple complication // miscommunications lead to fall out // so many things that i wish you knew // so many walls up i can't break through)

ITS OVER, ISNT IT? - from steven universe (it’s over, isn’t it, isn’t it, isn’t it over? // you won, and she chose you, and she loved you and she’s gone // it’s over, isn’t it, why can’t i move on?)

SAY YES TO HEAVAN - lana del ray (if you go, i’ll stay // you come back, i’ll be right here // like a barge at sea // in the storm, i stay clear // cause i’ve got my mind on you // i’ve got my mind on you // say yes to heaven // say yes to me // say yes to heaven // say yes to me)

FLOWERS - original broadway cast of hadestown (dreams are sweet until they're not // men are kind until they aren't // flowers bloom until they rot and fall apart // is anybody listening? // i open my mouth and nothing comes out // nothing, nothing gonna wake me now // flowers, i remember fields of flowers, soft beneath my heels // walking in the sun // i remember someone, someone by my side // turned his face to mine // and then i turned away // into the shade)

DRIVERS LICENSE - olivia rodrigo (red lights, stop signs // i still see your face in the white cars, front yards // can’t drive past the places we used to go to // cause i still fuckin' love you, babe // sidewalks we crossed // i still hear your voice in the traffic, we're laughing // over all the noise // god, im so blue, know we're through // but i still fuckin' love you, babe)

TV - billie eilish (i don't wanna talk right now // i just wanna watch tv // i’ll stay in the pool and drown // so i don't have to watch you leave)

TAKE ME TO CHURCH - hozier (take me to church // i’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies // i’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife // offer me that deathless death // good god, let me give you my life)

STAY WITH ME - sam smith (oh won’t you stay with me // cause you’re all i need // this ain’t love, it’s clear to see // but darlin stay with me)

SOMEONE LIKE YOU - adele (never mind, i’ll find someone like you // i wish nothing but the best for you, too // don’t forget me, i beg // i remember you said, sometimes it lasts in love, sometimes hurts instead)

WHEN SHE LOVED ME - sarah mclachlan (when somebody loved me // everything was beautiful // every hour we spent together // lives within my heart // and when she was lonely // i was there to comfort her // and i knew that she loved me // so the years went by // i stayed the same // but she began to drift away // i was left alone // still, i waited for the day // when she'd say, i will always love you)

HIDDEN IN THE SAND - tally hall (when you had to bid adieu // said you’d never love anew // i wondered if i could hold it and fall in love with it too // you told me to buy a pony but all i wanted was you)

I CANT HANDLE CHANGE - roar (nothing i do is ever good // nothing i do is ever good enough // nothing i do is ever good // i can’t help but repeat myself// i know it’s not your fault // but lately i begin to shake for no reason at all)

TALKING TO THE MOON - bruno mars (i know you’re somewhere out there, somewhere far away // i want you back // i want you back // cause every night, im talking to the moon // still trying to get to you // in hopes you're on the other side talking to me too // or am i a fool who sits alone talking to the moon?)

LOVE OF MY LIFE - queen (because what kind of ineffable husbands playlist would it be without queen?) (love of my life, you've hurt me // you’ve broken my heart, and now you leave me // love of my life, can't you see? // bring it back, bring it back, don't take it away from me // because you don't know what it means to me)

[queenpinesofdomino]

Thoughts on season 2 because I’m hurt and i want to talk about it

Ep 6

Fuck! into the abyss we go!

Things Aziraphale has in the bookshop because he has trauma from the fire.

fake candles with batteries

and 4 fire extinguishers

at Heaven

Crowley somehow knows Muriel’s division

Crowley is soooo gentle with Muriel I love it. I think that in season 3 Crowley will be helping Muriel adjust on earth. Maybe he wont be going back at the bookshop but he might be popping up here and there like he did with Aziraphale.

“throne or dominion and above.” *casually opens the files* QUESTIONS!?

Crowley is surprised when Saraqael addresses him with his demon name and again doesn’t remember them but I think he’s lying this time. I wonder if Saraquel and Crowley were on the same division.

Ok here’s the thing. On the trial all the high up angels see and talk with Metatron BUT later they don’t recognize him. Not even Aziraphale’s recognize him BUT Crowley does.. if Gabriel had his memories would he recognize him as well? Is that a hierarchy thing or is it because he fell? Did Crowley talk with him the same way Aziraphale did last season and then took the decision to fall?

Metatron said that Gabriel couldn’t fall cuz they could only allow one prince to fall and that clearly is a Lucifer thing right?

Beelzebub is so gentle with their flies ,so cute

When Gabriel and Beelzebub held hands Aziraphale put his hand on Crowley’s shoulder (yes im normal about this)

I can't with Crowley! he’s sending them to Alpha Centuri lol

Question. What are the consequences of letting an Archangel and a Duke of hell leave. Like Lucy and the other angels the first time left because there was no “bad side” and someone had to be it, so they fell and made hell, but now it's bc the want to? Like they are not becoming humans they are just peacing out. And they are the “leaders”!! If Aziraphale and Crowley left they would have being just replaced but you can’t replace a fucking Archangel and a Duke can you? They do put Shax and Aziraphale (allegedly) but can they actually replace them?

Shouldn’t there be a hierarchy requirement for that like… Aziraphale is a principality how low is he? Muriel is the lowest and Metatron is the highest. Then there is Gabriel the Archangel who is in charge but they say that he is higher than Michael for some reason even tho google says there are three Archangels Gabriel, Michael and Raphael. So technically those three should be the same level no?

Then is Uriel and Saraquel.

If you don’t want to put Michael into Gabe’s position why not Saraquel?

I get the demon’s thing bc they are more chaotic and Shax is the smartest demon after Crowley and Beelzebub, but the angels confused the fuck out of me

And on that is God and Satan aware that this is happening? Are they just vibing with this whole situation? What the hell is happening?!

Im so here for the coffee theory

Metatron gives me the creeps

“Except the dim one” about Muriel. Interesting because so far they are the only angel dosed in light whenever they are on screen. Plus if we want to be literal she is the purest angel in that room all the other angels have “sinned” one way or another.

Insert coffee theory

Aziraphale is very cold at the beginning when talking to Metatron, then he drinks from the coffee and then when he listened to Metatron’s proposition he became warmer (but in the end he got manipulated into it)

“it’s very delicious”

“yes…I jolly hope so” that’s sus as fuck.. also he wanted to say damned but cant cuz he is the Metatron.

Aziraphale looks at Crowley for permission to walk with the Metatron and they give Crowley the MEANEST NASTIEST DEATH GLARE!!!

“we need a little US time” yes. please, fuck

Also I wonder what book Muriel was gonna take originally

“There’s only one candidate who makes the slightest bit of sense, you” WHY THO?!! You want a puppet. Someone to execute the plans that God and Satan have without asking questions or saying no. That’s why you let Crowley go and that’s why you fired Gabriel. Michael and Uriel are as powerhungry as angels can be but why not put Saraquel ?! Aziraphale is literally going against the status quo, albeit accidentally yes, since the Garden so why him?

(i have a theory on that)

Moving on

 “Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever” WHO GAVE YOU THIS IDEA THO? You collect books. Yes you know that nothings lasts forever cuz you are an immortal being living among the mortal but that is a “new” mentality for an optimistic character. Again you collect books. Books that are made from organic matter. Books that almost got burned. Aziraphale didn’t stop having the bookshop after the fire, he took precaution so that it wont happen again. That’s not an “nothing lasts forever” mentality if you ask me. It was either from the coffee or he was meant to say something else.

I would like to point out that Crowley took his glasses off when he tried to speak first and put them back on after “nothing lasts forever”. Thank you im not ok

AZIRAPHALE WAS CRYING WHEN CROWLEY LEFT AND METATRON CAME IN

And he’s hesitating HAAAARD

Like he knows that’s the wrong choice. He even tries to change his mind, or change the terms of the agreement but decides not to.

AND HE KEEP STARING AND SEARCHING FOR CROWLEY OUT OF HIS FUCKING WINDOW. THE ONE CROWLEY KEEPS LOOKING AT HIM FROM THE OUTSIDE. THE ONE OVER HIS DESK.

I CANT WITH THIS SHOW.

I AM DECEASSED. And im going to bed..jesus   

[smollilbaby]

DAY 9

Is it what i think it is? ITS DAY 9 ALREADY and im getting closer to heaven! Ahhh my baby is coming back so damn soon! Im so excited and so happy and like ahhhh finally time is about to come! Do you know terribly i miss you baby? Do you know how hurt it is to miss you? I've survived those days but it will never stops me from missing you & loving. Everyday is a challenge for me. Waking up knowing i couldnt meet you just yet. Finished work earlier also i couldnt meet you just yet... I miss taking my time to fetch you, to send you... I miss waiting for you to naik reddy, and i'll go ' ayaaaanggg ' ! Or theres time when you look extra pretty, i would go, ' lawaaa nya ayangg ' ! Ahhh rindu nya sayang!! But on the happy note, you're coming back sg soon already!! Like tomorrow is your last adventure day before u head home the following day! I cant wait to hold you baby. I cant wait to hold your hand tightly! I dont want to let you go. I want to keep you forevr in my heart. I know you'll always have a special place in it. I love you, truly. Never a day i go without thinking about you, missing you & loving you. Everyday before i sleeps and before i wakes up, i would always think of you. And when i think of you, i will automatically smiles. Just by the thoughts if you, i could easily smiles. You dont have to try hard. You're special, special to me. You're everything to me. You're so important to me. You matter to me baby. From the bottom of my heart, i missed you and i need you right now... Less than 48 hours baby, you're gonna be in my arms! Ahhhhh never baby, never leave me again like this for the longest time that i could ever imagine. After the day touchdown, i aint never letting you off! I need my days and time with you. Just pardon my clingyness, attachment and my obsession once you're here. I love you baby, i love you so much!! I cant wait to see you baby!

#1-2daysleft #obssesed #attached #clingy

[everything-i-couldnt-tell-u]

my mom still doesnt get that her forcing me to believe in god rn is making shit worse. i told her that the problems is her forcing me all the time to pray and become religious when in fact it just reminds me of before and is triggering me. she wont fucking understand that ill deal with religion once ive finished fixing my shit up. yk what she said to me? she said she's not gonna stop forcing me to become a christian cause she firmly believes its the only way to fix me. see? shes so closed minded and then expects me to become better. why not try listening to my reason that her forcing me to become religious just fucks me up even more? like bro ill be a christian when i want to but not now okay? cant she fucking understand that?

she kept forcing me to tell her what i hate sm about her cause she wants to be a better mom, and when i finally said its because of her forcing me to be religious, she says right into my face without any intentions of listening to my reasons that she wont stop it. she said shes gonna stop for a while, but once im mentally stable after therapy, she's gonna force me again. i cant with her anymore. i bet shes gonna go crying and controlling me if ever i become an atheist or maybe a different religion cause shes so obsessed with me getting saved and for me to go to heaven cause she loves me.

and you wanna know whats worse? i cant leave this house til i get a job cause i dont wanna starve either and i dont know a single shit on how to live and feed myself. i cant even cross the streets or buy things by myself cause she has always been gatekeeping me.

and then earlier she vents right into my face again that she's sorry she couldnt raise me like a great mom would. shes sorry that she couldnt support me. shes sorry cause she said her parents didnt give her any of those too. now im guilt tripped again and im supposed to feel sorry for her and understand her again? im supposed to suck it up one more time and get traumatized even further cause my parents are mentally unstable? am i supposed to pretend to do what she wants again just so i can escape from her nagging all the time? like she wont stop unless i do what she wants. but i cant leave this house either cause how the hell am i gonna eat? where am i gonna sleep?

she said shes gonna give me a link to a therapist that she might give me to, but at this state?? i dont actually know... my dads already closed himself off from us and theyre fighting bc of money again. its impossible that my dad would even be giving us something to pay for my therapy, so im not gonna get my hopes up.

and also whenever my mom argues with my dad, she doesnt shut up about god either. i kinda understand my dad why he just shuts himself off cause my mom's too close minded. my dads got issues too, like alot. but my moms just not someone you should really be arguing with cause she doesnt really stop talking about god.

when i tried confronting her that she's the problem and that her not shutting up about god was the thing making me feel worse, she said i was disrespecting god. see? i hate it so much honestly.

i dont wanna hear anymore of her and i dont want her trying to help me with this. its not helping i swear, but she insists and never gets tired of forcing god to me. i already told her im not ready to deal with that and asked her to stop. she said she'd temporarily stop and i hate it. she has no plans of stopping it.

im really just so sick of me being the bad example every bible study they do. im sick of them telling me my life was fucked up cause i never prayed. im sick of them. and i dont wanna hear anything about the bible anymore til ive recovered cause it just reminds me every time that my family sees me as some kind of demon. they see my rage as a symbol that the devil has control of me. its so fucking annoying. it was originally grief that i couldnt let out cause my mom shuts me up every time i break down. she forced me to suck up and not cry, so i ended up turning my sadness into this uncontrollable rage. this rage of mine was built up and was in me for years BECAUSE OF HER. AND NOW SHE TELLS ME THAT IF I DONT LET GO OF THAT RAGE IT WILL RUIN ME? WHO THE FUCK WAS THE REASON I GOT THIS RAGE HUH?

she said shes aware she was a bad parent before but shes asking for a second chance. she said i shouldnt shut myself off from her just because of what happened. actually she said she'd understand it that ill never forgive her, but it would be alot better for both of us if i wouldnt be so scared of fixing this with her...

that actually made me kinda regret what i did to you. yeah i was hurt a lot but by cutting you off from my life just made me more miserable, which wouldnt have happened if i tried fixing it with you. if i didnt shut you off and gave you a chance to fix it, then i wouldnt be drowning in my own sadness. im sorry if this is annoying cause i always dont know how to deal with my problems. im sorry if im still so conflicted right now and asking if i can come back to you when youve already let go and ive already hurt you by saying that im leaving. im really sorry for asking this but if you'd ever read this i wish i can come back. i wont forget that youve hurt me and broke my trust, but mistakes happen. i shouldnt be too sensitive and closing myself every time something happens. i know its too late but if it would really be fine if i come back...

[andromerot]

and btw? even the deepest wounds will heal over time ill run my fingers over your scars and yours over mine theyll never find us if we turn off our phones we're off the grid we're off our meds we're finally out on our own now i see color coming back in your cheeks angel dont fight it to them you know we'll always be freaks no i dont mind if i lose my legs or die i've built a home inside his eyes and i ain't leaving and i pray for plagues to come down on this egypt and i dream of blood fire and lice and something tells me i may be singing this song a long long while but ill be bringing along a big broad smile to wear as i walk that final long mile back to the city where they broke my heart wide open bleeding on the marble tile a song is a dream that keeps going on when its over a man hears a song in the soft spoken voice of his lover a hero goes on when the others believe its all over a sister is strong when she fights for the cause of her brother dont wait a moment longer stand up and turn the doorknob and ill tell you my secret if you will tell me yours i am hideous and no one can ever know when the sun gets low down bloody and red i tie a little knot at the center of my head i dont think ill be showing up at synagogue a quarter past seven sometimes you go through hell and you never get to heaven which is your voice on the phone to me saying the operation went smoothly and they still cant kill us hopefully and youre in the car on the road to me with your brand new body i drew your name in the sand came to the beach cause we used to go here i watched the blue wave cover it over do what the ocean does best i know the past is the past but then again the present's nothing without it i feel fine dont even feel sad about it i just love you baby so bad i believe in God but i dont believe we're getting out of this one before somebody pays for the things ive done i am shattered i am bleeding but goddamn it im alive the government went bad we got a raw deal a transangelic exodus on four wheels but ive seen the broken halo that she never wears hanging by the stairs angel i'll be your guardian if you'll be mine authorities are trailing right behind im not afraid we read the psalms at night clear through nebraska with just one headlight i looked a real long time to find the border of a kingdom of love outside the reigning order and i found my angel on a motorcycle im a queer for life outlaw outsider. just saying though. idc

[ask4mycashapp]

just something random from my drafts. im working on a really cool request i got so you can have this while i work on that.

sanzu sfw & nsfw hcs!

warnings: cnc, bondage, somnophilia, knife play, gun play, drugs, pierced dicks.

let me know if i missed any warnings.

• sanzu would never cheat on you. if hes dating you hes fucking INFATUATED with you, and seeing how loyal he is to mikey itll be the same with you.

• if sanzu had to pick between you and mikey i genuinely believe hed just get rid of himself. too hard of a decision. hes vowed loyalty to both of you until he dies, so he guesses hell have to die an early death 🤷‍♀️.

• contrary to popular belief sanzus not toxic if hes dating you. ofc he has to work late and he has buisness trips but most rich people do, right? as long as you dont need him to be with you every waking second then you should be fine.

• now to his drugs... if you really REALLY had a problem with him taking drugs to the point you were considering leaving him he would stop. being high isnt worth the loss of you in his opinion.

• but if you wanna do drugs with him? hell yeah! yall are gonna have the time of your livessss. but hed only let you do small time drugs like weed not hard shit like cocaine or anything to do with needles. he cant let any nasty needles pierce his pretty babys skin.

• sanzu keeps you in his penthouse with security surrounding it. the security isnt so you cant get out, no if you wanted to go anywhere you have a chauffeur and 2 body guards ready for you. the securitys there to make sure none of bonten or sanzus enemies get anywhere close to you. because if they did? sanzu would kill the world in its entirety and then himself. life without you has no meaning in his eyes.

• when youre with sanzu you get what you want when you want it. just ask and its yours ml! oh and when youre with him he does his BEST to convince you to stop working. you dont need to work he can take care of you just stay at home and chill, kay? you dont wanna stay in the house? thats fine take his card. again whatever you want you get 🤭.

• cuddle hcs now.

• sanzu is extremely touch starved, ik everybody says it but it makes so much sense ok 😭. takeomi was a dick in his childhood, senjus existence annoyed him and his parents sucked booty juice. therefore he wasnt getting much love, so now that he has unlimited access to that? yk damn well hes gonna take advantage.

• whenever sanzu is home hes usually in bed with you, dont be nasty its not like that ALL the time. his favorite way to cuddle with you is for you to be laying down with him on top of you. his head on your chest, your hand in his hair massaging his scalp and his arms circling your waist. to him its just so relaxing the most ideal position to be in. heaven on earth if you will.

• now onto the dirty shiii.

• sanzus MADDDD kinky. im sorry thats just how it is. his main kinks are bondage, gun play, knife play, choking and cnc.

• bondage: sanzu would use his belt to tie your wrists behind your back, hed also gag you with either your own panties or his tie. anythings fair game to sanzu as long as youre okay with it hed bound you with anything.

• gun play: hed either fuck you with his gun to your head or throat, or fucking you with the gun. obviously hed keep the gun empty with the safety on but he wouldnt tell you that. it gave both of you a rush effing adrenaline junkies .

• knife play: he loves carving his initials into you. sanzu loves gliding his pocket knife into you plushy thighs, he loves seeing your pretty red blood drip in the shape of his initials. he lives for your mixed expressions of bliss and pain when you feel his knife cut into you. he could probably cum untouched from just that.

• choking: seeing his hand around your neck while struggle to breathe is exhilarating to say the least. obviously he would never want to actually kill you, never. its just the fact that your struggling to breathe yet youre still trying to moan like a whore is amusing to him.

• cnc somnophilia: sanzus a busy ass man. sometimes by the time he comes home your asleep already and hes very pent up. now any normal person would see that you were asleep and just masturbate, but no this is sanzu were talking about. sanzu had made sure to have the conversation with you about fucking you while youre asleep and once you agreed? oh he ran with that shi. expect to be fucked while sleeping at least 4 times a week <3.

• now for dick hcs

• its pierced. he was high when he got it pierced so he doesnt remember it nor does he remember how painful it was but he doesnt regret it.

• 4 inches soft. 7 1/2 inches when hard.

• above average girth.

• its bushy but clean. he cleans it up and trims it every once in a while when he remembers. you probably wont be able to get him to shave it.

ok thats it here these r

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[spicy-tomato]

Can i pls req dream being reader's sugar daddy :O - 🌼

sorry this took a hot sec ive been working on this one for a while cause i really liked the idea, so here you go :)) it ended up being like 2k words so im sorry

You had it all, anything you could want and more. Wanted to go to rome? Done, your plane leaves tomorrow. Dream absolutely spoiled you and you couldnt be more happy about it. It started off as a thing to help you with rent, but the longer you did it the more you enjoyed being able to get what you wanted when you wanted. Today was your weekly lunch with dream, you had both agreed that at least once a week he would take time off to get lunch with you, it made you smile to see him take time for you. As the tease you were, you decided to wear something a little revealing to tease him since he had cancelled your shopping trip with him the day before. You put on a low cut crop top and some shorts that show a little too much before fixing your hair. You hear you phone ding, getting a text from dream,

Daddy dream <3

Hey baby, i'm out front whenever youre ready to go

You smile and put your phone in your pocket before walking out to his car and getting in. you kiss his cheek quickly “hi daddy” you giggle and smile at him

“Hi sweetheart” he looks you up and down before smirking “like the outfit, all for me?” you giggle and nod before he starts to drive to the restaurant, one hand on your thigh. “Do you know what you want? You know the rule, anything you want no matter the price. And after that we can go shopping to make up for my cancelling yesterday.” you smile at him

“I know, and we dont have to dream, we can just hang out. Its been a while since we did that. Maybe we can go somewhere for you to make it up to me instead” he smiles and squeezes your thigh as he pulls into the parking lot of the restaurant.

“Anywhere you want baby, only the best for you.” you look down and blush, moving over to lean your head on his shoulder as he moves a hand to pet your hair. “Ill take you anywhere anytime and get you anything you want.” you cant lie, at times you had thought about being more than just his sugar baby, having a real romantic relationship, but he was always so busy that it made it seem almost impossible. Sure he took time out to be with you but it was never a lot unless you were traveling. He didnt tell you a lot about his job either, just knew that he had a large following and that he didnt want anything serious and put his partner in a bad situation, but damn if you havent thought about him coming home to you and calling you his.

“Baby? You okay? You zoned out.” he waves a hand in front of your face and you blink back to reality.

“Yeah, sorry i just got a little distracted. Lets go get some food!” you pull away from him and he gets out, walking around to open your door for you and holds a hand out to help you. “Thank you” you smile and take his hand as you step out, he closes the door behind you and puts an arm around your waist, pulling you into his side as you both walk up to get a table. You get seated immediately and he pulls your chair out for you. “Is there a single flaw with you?” you ask genuinely, he just laughs and shakes his head.

“Theres a bunch you dont know about me, sweetheart.” you roll your eyes as the waitress comes back with your mimosa and his water, asking for your orders. He orders for you and him before she walks off to put them in. He always knows what you want and orders it for you. It makes you smile that he likes to take care of you. You shake that thought away and go back to mindlessly talking with him, waiting on the food. It comes shortly and you both start to eat. “Where do you want to go? Japan? Italy? Oh we havent been to paris in a while, maybe there.”

“I think paris would be great, its always so pretty this time of year, maybe we can have dinner on the eiffel tower again!” your eyes light up at the thought of going back to paris. Last time you went was last spring, you both walked around and had the most wonderful time people watching and shopping. You take another bite and he looks like hes about to say something before he stops himself and looks down. “What is it? Is something wrong?” you look at him concerned, scared you messed something up.

“Its nothing darling, dont worry.” you both finish up lunch and he pays before helping you up and leading you back to the car. “I have something id like to ask you when we get to paris if thats okay, its nothing bad i promise its just something ive been meaning to ask for a while is all.” you nod as he opens the door for you and helps you in. “now, a pretty girl like you needs pretty new clothes for the trip, lets go get you some.” he smiles at you as he gets in, resting a hand back on your thigh as he starts the car, leading you both to the mall.

You spend hours in there going to different stores and trying things on, him getting you whatever you wanted without any hesitation. You walk back to the car with armfulls of bags and a couple new suitcases. “Thank you so much daddy, youre the best.” you kiss his cheek and he turns a little red.

“Its no problem baby, why dont you stay over tonight and we can leave in the morning to head to the airport. I can help you pack and we can watch a movie.” you smiles and nod, putting your bags in the back of the car and your new suitcases in the trunk.

“Id like that…” you think for a second about how nice it would be to wake up next to him every day and how nice it is to fall asleep next to him when it happens, even if when you did wake up after he wasnt next to you. The cold bed always made you remember that you would never be more than this, not that this was bad in the least its just sometimes you wish you could be more. He drives you both back to his apartment building and helps you out, grabbing most of your bags, only leaving you to grab the suitcases as you enter the building. He lived on the top floor in the penthouse, expected for how much money he had. You set your stuff down in his room, your new clothes already laid out nicely thanks to him. He walks up behind you and hugs you from behind.

“Youll look so good in all of those baby, gonna be the prettiest one in paris.” he kisses your neck softly before pulling away and taking your hand, leading you to sit on the part of the bed not covered by clothes. “Let me go run you a bath and you can pick out a movie.” you nod and he walks to the bathroom, leaving you alone on the bed. You turn on the tv and start scrolling through netflix looking for a movie, finally deciding as he walks back in and picks you up. You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck, moving your head to rest on his chest as he carries you to the bathroom. He sets you on the counter and takes your shirt off carefully, leaving kisses down your neck and chest and he moves down to take your shorts off. You lift yourself gently to help him take your shorts off. He takes them off quickly before nipping and kissing your inner thighs, ghosting over your core. You whine and try to move closer to him before he presses your hips down into the counter.

“Stay still baby, dont wanna have to punish you. Daddy just wants his desert.” you nod quickly and stay still, his head diving to softly kiss your clit, causing you to whine. He chuckles and starts to slowly eat you out, almost at a teasing pace. You whine and grip the counter, trying to keep from pulling his hair. He pulls away and smiles, “good girl, being so good and not pulling my hair. Just letting daddy eat you up.” after he says that his hands move down to your thighs open as he starts to eat you out like a man starved. You let out a loud moan and throw your head back, your hands moving to his hair and tugging closer. At this point he didnt care about you pulling his hair, to blissed out by hearing your sweet moans and tasting you. Your cries became louder as he dragged you closer to the edge. as you were almost there he stopped, causing a loud whine from you as he moves up to face you. He looked like heaven like this, face covered in your slick with eyes dark from lust.

“Now my good little girl, i want you to get off the counter and bend over for daddy.” you quickly move off the counter and do as your told. “Such a perfect little girl, i want you to watch as i make you feel good, got it? You look away and i stop,” he chuckles and grabs your neck after you nod. His hand moves from your neck to your hair to hold you in place, making eye contact with him through the mirror.

“Such a precious little pet for me, arent you?” you whine as he lines up with your entrance, teasing you, causing you to press your hips back against him. He smacks your ass roughly and pulls you against his chest by your hair. “Thats not very nice bun, its almost like you want me to leave you all worked up.’’ he smirks at you before pulling you roughly back against him, ripping a scream from your throat. He sets a brutal pace, leaving no time for you to adjust to him. He keeps the pace, your legs starting to shake as he brings you back to the edge of your orgasm before quickly throwing you over it. You let out a cry of his name, trails of tears starting to run from your eyes as he keeps going.

“Pretty little bunny, always so good and tight for me. Gonna breed you so good. Fuck you until i know it takes.” he tugs your hair roughly and starts to bite and suck at your neck, leaving marks in his wake. You whine and cry, moving your hands to tug at his hair. “So close princess, gonna fill you up so good.” he moves a hand to your clit to punctuate his statement, causing a louder cry to come from you as you tip over the edge once again. His hips start to stutter as he fills you up, riding out his high with shallow thrusts letting out a few more quiet moans before pulling out of you carefully. You whine and tug at his hair as he does so. He picks you up carefully as he pulls away.

“i figured we could take a bath and then cuddle before we pack and figure out what time we should leave for the airport.” you nod and he carries you carefully over to the tub, setting you down carefully in it before getting and sitting behind you. He starts to wash your hair as you slowly drift off to sleep. You wake up briefly as he lifts you from the tub and carries you to the bed. He moves the blankets back and sets you down gently before crawling in next to you , pulling the blankets back over you.

“Be my partner,” he says as you turn towards him

“Only if we can still go to paris” you giggle and he nods, kissing the top of your head before you both drift off.

[stellawolfearts]

What’s Nezha’s relationship with Erlang Shen like in your consequences AU??

hoooo boi, im glad u asked anon!

so erlang shen lead the celestial troops to capture sun wukong and then burn down ffm, one of the causes for wukongs IMMENSE trauma.

right yeah we got thatn down but speaking of nezha....hhmmmm i cant say some things about what happened on ffm bc some shit did go down with nezha, but im making a 3 part comic for it so i dont wanna spoil anything.

but lets just say something happened on ffm so now nezha somewhat fears and hates erlang.

overall nezha sees as he does every other celestial in heaven that was involved with the whole "war against swk" thin, stuck up prissy assholes. bassically this is the whole sun families opinion on them but nezha is the best at hiding said opinion.

So regarding erlang he does not like him, as far as he's concerned he's the one of the main reasons his mother was tortured in heaven before his very eyes. nezha ofc regrets not doing anything to stop it back then, deeply regrets it. but there was nothing he could do, either stand up for him and eventually go down with him or stand aside and at least one of them gets out of this unscarred.....

at least physically.

but he respects erlang as his boss, he's good at not letting emotions cloud his judgement so no one suspects a thing. even wukongs shocked at how easily nezha can have a conversation with erlang.

Erlang doesnt suspect a DAMN thing, in fact he see's nezha as like...some kind of star pupil. Nezha is one of the only celestials he truly trusts to get something important done, efficiently and on point without complaint. Nezha is a smart and reliable god in his eyes. if theres anyone he will trust to get something important done its nezha.

this ofc doesnt bother nezha bc the more he gets in good standing with erlang the less the rest of heaven can talk shit about him and his past.

it does bother swk

"you know you could always just...not do it...punch him in the face and then come here. whats he gonna do 'fight me' again? HAH that furnace those fucks threw me in only sharpened my abilites. i'd love to see him try"

"mother"

"he wants a damn rematch ill give him one"

"mother"

"ill rip out his third eye and stick it-"

"OOOOOOOKAY MOTHER IM LEAVING GOODBYE"

yeah

sun family overall none of them like erlang but nezha is the best at controlling himself, so they merely have a respectful coworkers relationship but if nezha could punch erlang through a mountain with no consequences he would. but there are consequences...ones he truly fears even 3000+ years after the burning of flower fruit mountain.....

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hmmmmmm i have aboslutly no impulse control so ill show you guys this. its written to plan out a comic so its kinda sounds wierd

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“You are a traitor to your own kin, a diastrious beast” 

The darkness curls up and over nezha a single eye open upon its forehead “perhaps you must share sun wukongs fate” 

It’s hand reaches up “you both are one and the same…”

Nezha is frozen in place, show his shoulders but not his eyes “although…”

The dark hand traces the scar upon nezha’s neck “I’m sure we can kill you” 

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(i dont like erlang >:] )

[hellogoodbye14]

Okay I dunno if you take fic requests but I would love to read one from you based on this prompt 💕💕💕💕

Azriel complaining to Rhys about Nyx bullying him because he keeps asking for hugs and kisses and its harmful to his broody bat facade and "Cauldron Rhys I can't babysit him, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY NO TO HIM!!!??" while Rhys laughs and the distressing effects of an adorable child on his spymaster.

I m just a sucker for fluff and fun and Uncle Az 😁😁😁

Ask and you shall receive fam ❤️ (also might have gone overboard with this but oh well!)

“Unci Assshh!”, yelled the adorable toddler from across the training field.

Nyx was walking - well more like stumbling- between Feyre and Rhys who each held onto one of his tiny hands to help him balance his walk.

His tiny wings ruffled with each excited step and Rhys just laughed at Nyx’s clumsiness and determination to get to the spymaster.

Feyre and Rhys let go as they neared Azriel and Nyx threw himself at Azriels right leg. Azriel chuckled and ruffled his nephews head. Nyx as usual tried to crawl up Azriels long leg and managed to get to his thigh this time. Azriel gently grabbed Nyx by the scruff of his shirt behind Nyx’s head, like one holds up a puppy. Nyx squeeled with laughter and reached out to play with the shadows around him.

“Hey little troublemaker”, said Azriel as he carefully moved Nyx to his shoulders. The toddler was now joyfully yanking at Azriels hair.

Feyre winced, “sorry Az, he’s been yanking at everyones hair these days.”

Azriel just smiled and said it was no problem at all.

His highlord then gave him a list. Yes a list. One he always gave if Nyx was left with anyone who had to babysit. He had the list at each of the houses. One specifically addressed to every.single.person. To say Rhys was a motherhen was an understatement.

Feyre just rolled her eyes at her mate and motioned Azriel to bend down so she could give Nyx a peck goodbye.

“Be good for uncle Az”

“Unciiii Asssshhhhh!” , the toddler yelled in excitement.

Rhys smiled at his son, “we’ll be back from winter court in about two hours at most. Thank you for doing it again. Oh also under any circumstances NO sugar for him.”

Azriel nodded as Rhys reached up and ruffled Nyx’s hair who in return waved at his father and said “byeee daaaaa!”

Azriel was about to turn and take Nyx flying when he bumped into Gwyn.

“Oh hey!” , but the valkyrie was already cooing at Nyx who now reached out his hands to be picked up by Gwyn.

“Look at you, you little munchkin!”, she grabbed his tiny fist and pretended to munch on them, “oh i could just eat you up.”

Nyx squeeled with laughter.

“Umm.. I’m still here you know.”

Gwyn looked up at a frowning Azriel.

“You get my attention at training everyday, this one is too adorable to ignore.”

Azriel shook his head and rolled his eyes. His shadows as always were reaching out to Gwyn, and Nyx was taking full advantage of it and playing with them.

“Guys!”

Emerie came running out, “we need to go to Illyria for a bit, Nesta says they need help with the commanders meeting.”

Azriel frowned, “Cassian needs me to look over the trainees while he deals with the commanders?”

“Yeap”

“I have Nyx. I can’t train them.”

“He said you only have to stay and overlook it. Give some pointers, not engage them in any training yourself. He’s swamped.”

Azriel reached out to Rhys and Rhys offered his approval to take Nyx with.

Gwyn frowned down at the toddler,

“Will it be safe for him to be there?”

“Feyre says Rhys has a shield around Nyx which equates to the shield around Velaris. Besides he’s with us, it’ll be fine.”

“What did Rhys say?”, asked a surprised Emerie.

Azriel smiled, “He wanted to come back and take Nyx but Feyre told him to shut up and stop being so over dramatic.”

Emerie laughed, “sounds like Feyre. Okay lets go.”

Luckily, the weather at Illyria was on the mild side today, Azriel regardless made sure Nyz was covered and warm. The toddler was taken with Gwyn, not that Azriel could blame him. Any time Gwyn tried to leave the ring, the toddlers face would scrunch up, alerting everyone that he will wail like hell if Gwyn leaves.

Azriel had Nyx buckled and wrapped against his torso, and the toddler squeeled, clapped, and offered “wooaows” at the training illyrians. The illyrians were surprised to see the high lords son but still offered smiles at the toddler, they however turned their gaze away from Azriels stare in fear. Well that was until, Nyx called out and demanded attention, “unciii asshh, kiss”.

The blades the illyrians used faltered at that and gwyn straight up laughed at Azriels red cheeks. He nonetheless couldn’t refuse the adorable violet eyes looking up at him and gave Nyx a peck on the cheek.

The request was repeated another two times, until Nyx started getting fussy. It had been over an hour and Azriel had settled Nyx down on the mat and gave him some snacks. Healthy Rhysand approved snacks. But no. The toddler wanted candy.

“Buddy I have no candy, and your dad said no”

“Unci Ashh pleeease?”

Azriel sighed and looked up at the heavens. He could never refuse this child anything. Lord help him. Where the heck would he find candy in illyria? Gwyn ruffled in her pockets and got out five different candies.

Azriel lifted an eyebrow, “really?”

Gwyn just shrugged, “what.. I get hungry after training.”

“Well aren’t you the answer to all my prayers”

Gwyn blushed at that.

Another hour passed and Nyx was fussy again, Az sat down at the bench and tried to rock Nyx to sleep but the toddler was not having it. He turned around to make sure all the trainees were far away taking their break and looked down at Nyx. He then begun singing light notes of a song Nyx always loved. As he sang, his shadows gently caressed Nyx and soon his nephew was asleep in his arms.

Azriel carefully without jolting Nyx stood up and turned towards the ring. A ring packed with trainees who were gawking at him as if he was an alien. Well they obviously heard their stern spymaster sing a lullaby. Gwyn had returned from Emeries shop with Emerie as well and looked at him funny.

“What?”

She shook her head, “nothing. You have a beautiful voice Azriel.”

Azriel nodded his thanks and felt his cheeks burn.

“I’m taking him to the cottage, are you coming with?”

“Emerie is meeting Mor here in a bit. She’ll winnow us back.” Azriel nodded at the pair and turned to take Nyx inside the cottage. As soon as he got in, Rhys and Feyre had winnowed in.

“Is he okay? Didn’t trouble you too much?”, asked Feyre as she carefully took a sleeping Nyx into her arms.

“He’s fine and he was great.”

Feyre nodded and moved towards the kitchen to warm up some milk. Rhys gave a gentle kiss on Nyx’s head before she left the room.

“Why is there a chocolate stain on my sons mouth?”, said Rhys throwing an accusing look his way.

“Rhys, I can’t say no to him okay?! Its fucking impossible! He looks up at you with his puppy dog eyes and says please and I CANT SAY NO.”

Rhys just laughed.

“No I’m serious! And he is taking my rep to shit okay, I have a reputation to uphold. Everyone was scared of me, NOW THEY LOOK AT ME LIKE IM A CUTE LITTLE BEAR WHO SINGS LULLABIES!”

At this point Rhys was doubled over, holding his hand against his stomach. “Stop! lord this is too good. My high, mighty and terrifying spymaster brought down to a little bunny you said? By a toddler.”

Azriel sniffed, crossed his arms across his chest and rolled his eyes, “I said bear not bunny.”

Azriel could hear Feyre’s laughter from the kitchen as well, “not funny!”

“Oh my gods, its hilarious! I cant even right now”, she called out from the kitchen.