#and azzy is distraught

[ineffable-hyperfixation]

"Th..this is *hic* all my fault"

"No...no Angel it's not...it's," Aziraphale sobbed again, "ok..ok why, how do you think this is your fault?"

Aziraphale worked on catching his breath, having a question to focus on did help, "if...if I'd just said no - stayed with you"

"And what would they have done to us then? Hmm? Think they wouldn't have killed or tortured me to get to you that much sooner?" Crowley wasn't sure what reaction he was expecting, but it certainly wasn't a fresh wave of sobs and tears. He snuggled his Angel closer as Aziraphale managed to sob out

"If I wah...wasn't so sel *hic* selfish," he caught his breath enough to get out "so selfish, if I'd stayed away...but I couldn't...and I saw" he all but moaned the last word as he pulled back to look into Crowley's face, clutching his shirt, "I saw how much it hurt you! Every single time I pulled away. But my God...my God Crowley what else could I do?? They would've killed you! Forced you back to hell to keep us apart!? Something! But I couldn't stay away" the absolute anguish in his voice would've brought Crowley to his knees had he been standing, but as it was while Aziraphale buried his head into Crowley's chest, Crowley wrapped his arms tighter around him, ignoring his still sore wing, and huffed out a bitter laugh,

'We've wasted 6000 years, because I was trying not to push him, and he was desperately trying to do nothing at all....just to save me'

[goldfades]

Uconn wbb manager in a secret relationship with p!

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ─ UCONN WBB MANAGER

─ warnings | mention of flirting/banter, alluding to manager "coming off straight" (idk if that should be a warning but there ya go, take that as u want), friends to lovers, jealous!paige brief mention, arguments, nothing else?

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PRE-RELATIONSHIP

okay okay this is gonna be a long one so strap in

paige would always be flirty af with manager, like a little more than everyone else

like since the very beginning, freshman paige was down bad for manager

i feel like manager would kind of just brush it off as paige being friendly cus in all honesty... she's kinda like that w everyone on the team???

so she just brushes it off and paige is confused on why she isn't getting it...

so paige being paige, she just assumes manager is straight and doesn't fw her like that

so she just settles with being manager's friend and eventually, best friend

there's always a lot of banter between you guys, like yall are always teasing each other and being all handsy with one another

i feel like the team would kinda suspect there's something going on with you two but they never say anything cus like i said, paige is kinda like that with everyone

however, paige doesn't ever hide her blatant attraction to u

she'll fr tell you straight up she thinks you're the sexiest girl in the world and has NOOO shame ab it either

so for a while, it's kinda like best friends... and maybe a little more??

the whole dynamic changes when she finds out you like women

she's like "the FUCK"

this happens toward the beginning of junior year (2022-23) and paige begins to kinda distance herself from you because her mind is just FUCKED

like she's so confused and rethinking everything

obviously, you notice and try to talk to her ab it and paige just brushes it off

MULTIPLE. TIMES.

and she confides in azzi and she's like "whats wrong w you... like GENUINELY"

your sadness just dissipated into anger and ur like "if paige wants to play this game i will to"

so you guys just get petty and ignore each other, much to everyone dismay

because if yall are beefing, the entire team is in shambles😭

but when paige gets injured, all that pettiness just gets thrown out the window

you were there for her the ENTIRE time, from the second it happened til she started playing again

when it happened, obviously paige was just very distraught and not like herself

she would just not talk to anyone and spend all her time going to classes then back at her dorm

at first, she just will ignore your presence

unfortunately p is just petty like that

but then she realizes she's literally being fucking stupid and she lets you hang out with her

slowly but surely everything is semi back to normal

UNTIL you bring up why she got distant all of a sudden

she just decided to rip the bandaid off and tell you the truth (which at this point, was just as confusing to her as it was to you)

she ended up telling you she was just confused about her feelings about you and she eventually tells you she had a mini-crush on you in freshman year

and the only reason why she never told you was because she thought you didn't like girls

and you were just confused like WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT

you guys just kind of have to sit with your feelings for a bit

(maybe a fic for that entire scene if yall want ??)

RELATIONSHIP

you and paige agreed to keep it to yourself because of two reasons

A. it would kinda throw off the dynamic of the entire team and B. wanting to explore the relationship first

it was really REALLY fun for paige, like she was having the time of her life teasing you while no one really knows why (hope that makes sense)

she thinks its funny when she like openly flirts/is handsy with u and the team doesn't bat an eye because she's always done it, EXCEPT now she gets you all flustered

yes she does get an ego boost

however, her jealousy increased like 10x (and thats saying A LOT)

like she'll get annoyed at someone just for looking at manager a little suggestively, she gives them a dirty look and manager is just like "paige pls"

i feel like this would be the ultimate thing for paige, like she hates being with you and not being able to show you off

LOTS of arguments about that specifically

i can't really think of more rn, BUT TRUST I'LL YALL MORE CONTENT WHEN I DO

↳ make sure to check out my navigation or masterlist if you enjoyed! any interaction is greatly appreciated !

↳ thank you for reading all the way through, as always ♡

[inesbaby21]

omggg hii loved ur inês head cannons!! was wondering if you would do like singer!reader x inês !!

10000x yessa guys look at my username .. i LOVEEEE ME SOME INÊS DOWN DO NOT PLAY WITH IT 😜

INÊS BETTENCOURT X SINGER!READER HEADCANONS

Definitely has a playlist dedicated to your songs/ Songs that remind you of her

I'm also getting nepo baby vibes from singer!reader, but not like you guys are probably thinking..I seeing like former WNBA player mom, or NBA player dad that follows singer!reader like a HAWK honey ..

Anyways, this girl cannot shut up about you in post game interviews- like she's getting side eyed by kk and ice for mentioning your new EP/new album

"Yeah no, my pregame playlist is full of Y/N-" Inês says, full blown smile- eyes gleaming full of adoration.

"The fact that she's not even lying is the best part, she's so whipped that we can't even MENTION Y/N being in the stands- or even like coming to a game without her squealing like a little girl .." FT A NASTY the side eye BAD.

I definitely see Inês getting in trouble for missing practice to see you perform- or like begging you to come to a home game for weeks and like freaking when you finally do.

"Paige help me- I didn't think she was actually gonna fly in to watch me play. SHE JUST HAD A CONCERT IN ARIZONA."

"nesh don't task me- I've never had to stop someone from getting on a plane to see me the next day" Paige says muting the live as Inês marches in the room terrified

FASHION. KILLERS. cmon now, like seriously do think Singer!Reader would let nesh walk around looking like a hobo?

Jokes, Jokes, the two definitely match- but like Mary Kate and Ashley match (I'm a twin fun fact! and my mom would match me and my brother this way!)

Definitely always Inês plus one to events- and vise versa.

"But Y/N/NNNNN I really want you to go to our pregame dinner- meet my teammates and friends! I literally live with most of them" The tan girl says pouting as she raises her head from the dip of your chest.

Poor baby definitely (accidentally) exposed your relationship on live with Kk, Paige, and Azzi somewhere in the background. Definitely got laughed at while she freaked out.

"Paige- You know that Y/N/N is coming from california after todays performance and she's coming to see meee" The girl says, completely disregarding the fact that they were on live. UNMUTED with over 5k active and listening fans, fans who commonly screen recorded the lives.

Poor baby ended the live so fast, and rushed to call you and let you know that she had exposed your almost 7 month relationship on accident (while sobbing)

"And- and like I said something about you coming to see me after your performance in Cali, a-and like We were on live. With you being in Cali right now- about to perform in a few hours- plus Y/N being your name they know i'm talking about you" The girl says In-between sobs.

"Oh Nes- I'm not mad baby, I had no problem with going public I just wanted to make sure you were ready" You said doing your best to comfort the obviously distraught girl- who was convinced that you would be upset with her.

Cutest paparazzi pictures of you two on the beach, or on stage before a concert- and don't get me started on the date/late night pictures of the two of you out.

Definitely having to get Inês used to people following her around, getting picture of her, and the Gala's (Not that ANY of the things paparazzi do should be legal, but just so it's less stress on the poor girl 😞)

Definitely writing a few (a whole notebooks worth) of songs about inês

Also definitely comes to see Singer!Reader live/ on stage after hard launching each other and Is invited (dragged) on stage as she sings an acoustic version of a song she wrote about Nesh

Definitely spends all of her free time on the phone with you, or if your schedules line up little vacations/get aways because with both of your demanding schedules sometimes you two need a little no phone, no wi-fi, no service break you know ?

A/N I love my sugar plum blum Inês! I can't waittt to see her do great things this season, even if she's not with Uconn! also remember that these are HUMAN BEINGS with emotions, feelings, and personal behind the scenes things that we don't know about. Meaning that her transfer really is none of our business, as for other players transferring schools/being traded off in the WNBA. Our "Job" is to support these women, watch them do what they love, and to honestly mind our business 🤷🏽‍♀️.

[makethemhoesmad]

liability (pt. 1)

in which paige stayed for azzi, and azzi thinks that if it goes wrong, it’s her fault

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“sadly, this will not be my last senior night!” paige yells, causing cheers throughout the gym. azzi stands and cheers too, but she already knew. yesterday night, while paige was at her house, in her bed, she told azzi the wonderful news that she was staying another year, so they could play together. while azzi was happy she would be there, she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about what paige could do if she left. she’d be a top three draft pick, for sure. as her mind wandered, she realized that it was her fault. she was the one holding paige back. that thought made her shudder. paige, still asleep, pulled azzi closer to her, kissed her forehead, and started whispering nonsense to try and calm her down. azzi lay stiff in her arms, distraught from her discovery. eventually, paige playing with her hair put her to sleep.

azzi had been distant all day. it was the day of the senior night game, and azzi had barely spoken to her. she left early in the morning, making up a bullshit excuse about class work, then didn’t respond to any of paige’s texts. it was odd, after what paige told her last night. she’d planned to spend all day together, then come home together after the game. but she’s asked azzi three times and she hasn’t answered once. 

games were paige’s favorite. today, when the team ran out of the tunnel and paige got her first good look at what azzi was wearing. she didn’t say anything, still hurt by being ignored all day. 

after the game, which uconn won 85-44, and after everyone’s senior speeches, which consisted of both tears and cheers, the team went out for drinks, as is custom after a home game win. paige decided that if she was blackout drunk, she didn’t have ti worry about azzi. from the way azzi was drinking, it looked like she had the same idea.

when azzi got drunk, there was rarely anything she wanted more than paige. the little part of her that was still sober enough to care told her that she was ignoring paige, but it couldn’t tell her why. she stumbled through the bar, looking for the blond. she finds her next to the bar and promptly wrapped her arms around her and tucked her hands under her shirt. “hey paigey, wanna get out of here, like, now?” 

paige spins in azzis arms, meeting her face to face. she was about to say no, remembering her anger from earlier, but when she was met with azzis glazed over eyes and flushed cheeks, the only thing on her mind were the lips in the middle of all of it. “let’s go. i’ll call an uber. there will be no messing around in this uber, right baby?” paige asks, running her finger over azzis lip as she spoke. azzi nodded quickly, flicking her tongue out to touch paige’s finger. “good, i know you can do it for me”

in the uber, azzi was tortured. paige was sitting so close to her she could feel every shift in her body, and all she wanted was for paige to shove her fingers in her mouth. she took ahold of paige’s hand and leaned against her neck, mouth right by her ear. she started messing with her fingers pulling on them and whining into her ear. paige snatched her hand away. “what did i tell you pretty girl? no funny business, or you can watch while i get myself off tonight.” azzi leaned further into her, just trying to wait it out.

once the uber dropped them off and they had made it to paige’s apartment, she didn’t have to hold back anymore. paige pushed azzi into the wall by her shoulders and started undressing her, kissing her way down her body as more skin was revealed. she left her panties for last, wanted to make her wait, like she did when it came to talking to paige. she moved down to her knees and pulled off azzis panties with her teeth, while she herself was still fully clothed. she threw the soaked panties somewhere into the bedroom and made soft contact with her pussy. “drenched for me, darling. and so perfect, so pretty, all for only me.” azzi whined and rotated her hips, trying to force more feeling. paige started to pump her fingers, fast and experienced. 

azzis legs started to shake. she gripped paige’s hair, warning her she was about to release. paige pulled her fingers out and pushed azzi onto the bed. “WHAT THE FUuuu” azzi started to say, but was cut off by paige’s fingers in her mouth. “i think you should get these a bit more ready for me angel” azzi moaned around her fingers, tasting herself on them. paige takes out her fingers and reaches back down to azzis pussy, keeping them face to face and she inserts them in again. almost immediately, azzis back arches off the bed, and she leans down to bite paige’s shoulder. she’s about to scream in climax, when she pulls out again. azzi releases paige from her teeth and slams her head into paige’s chest instead. “shh, it’s okay, it’s okay. you’re doing so good.” paige starts to crawl herself down to between azzis legs, leaving a trail of kisses behind. she attaches to azzis clit again, which has azzi promptly screaming. “paige, keep going, don’t stop, i’ll be good, fuck fuck fuckkk” 

god paige thinks. azzi is so fucking pretty when she cums. azzi is breathing heavily against the bed, lips red and swollen, a sheen of sweat on her forehead. all it takes is for her to beckon with one finger and paige is naked and at her side, in bed, under the covers. “you were such a good girl for me today baby” paige says, pressing against azzi. “baby,” azzi says with a look of concern on her face, “ you didn’t tell me how wet you were” it was true, paige needed azzi, but she wasn’t going to say anything. “you got so wet, just from watching me. you act so tough, but you’re actually just a little bitch all for me” she ducks under the covers and starts eating paige out with a fervor. “oh, come on azzi, right there, keep going, azzi azzi AZZI” paige yells, climaxing quicker than she had in a while. she’s boneless against the bed, curled up into azzi, falling asleep face to face. 

azzi wakes up before paige. she looks at the beautiful blonde next to her, both arms still holding tightly to azzis waist, face tucked into her neck. azzi sees an update text come through from instagram on paige’s phone. 

2024 mock draft

caitlin clark

paige bueckers

that’s all azzi needs to read. that’s a top three draft pick, and she’s giving it up all for azzi. she tries to remove paige’s arms carefully, but it’s lucky she’s a deep sleeper. azzi puts on the first clothes of her own she can find, and flees out the door before paige can wake up and realize how much of a liability she really is.

[pbforeva]

i think i’m gonna try making a master list when i get back from vacation on friday, but i still don’t know how so you guys get to struggle with me 🤗

but finally the long awaited part 10

part 10!

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Paiges pov:

I'm in the ambulance that arrived to take care of Evelyn, and I don't think I've ever been this scared. My heart is beating out of my chest, tears have been flowing down my cheeks since we found Evelyn, leaving my eyes red and puffy, and my hands are sweaty from being clasped together in prayer since the ambulance was called.

I'm too scared to lift my head and look at Evelyn because I know she won't be looking back. I hear the paramedics doing everything they can to stabilize her injuries during the ride, but I've yet to see their faces.

The ambulance comes to a stop and Evelyn is rushed out on the stretcher she came in on, but I just continue to sit. Eventually, a paramedic comes up beside me and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Hey hun, you should go inside and see how your friend is doing, the doctors will fix her right up." The paramedic says softly to me.

I lift my head up and nod, being too distraught to speak, and she leads me out of the back of the ambulance. I stumble into the hospital and find my way to a nurses station.

"Hey, how can I help you?" A nurse says in a robotic voice without looking up from her computer.

"Um, do you know where Evelyn Park is?" I say, the words feeling almost foreign coming from my mouth.

"I can only give information to family, are you family?" The nurse says, while finally looking up at me with an expectant expression.

There is no way we pass as siblings, I mean we look nothing alike, but I guess I have try something. "No, but she's my girlfriend," I say, hoping she can give me information.

"That works," The nurse shrugs before typing on her computer, and she continues speaking, "Currently, she is being prepped for surgery to stabilize her rib fractures, but she will be placed in room 281 after surgery."

"Okay, how long will surgery take?" I question the nurse.

"Probably about two hours, you can wait in the waiting room though." She says, looking bored.

"Okay, thank you." I say before I walk to the waiting area she pointed to.

I should probably get in contact with her parents, I bet Aurora would have their information. Actually, Azzi should be here soon, she had to run back to the dorm to grab her car. I decide it's time to call Aurora because the sooner she knows, the sooner we can contact her parents, but she's gonna freak out.

After a few rings, she picks up and in a drowsy voice, she says, "Hi?"

I take a deep breath and reply, "Hey Aurora, can you come to the hospital that's in town?"

Her once tired voice turns concerned when she replies, "I mean yeah, but what happened?"

"It turns out we were right about Blake hitting Evelyn, we found her in her apartment and brought her to the hospital, but i'll explain more when you get here." I answer, hoping she doesn't freak out.

"Oh my gosh? Yeah, I'll be right there." She says and I can hear her rushing to get ready on the other side of the phone.

We hang up and I put my head in my hands. How did I let this happen? I shouldn't have let her leave my dorm, this is my fault, I think as tears prick in my eyes again. Before I have the chance to cry again, I feel a hand lightly placed on my back, and when I look up, I see Azzi.

Her tear stained face looked at mine as she grabbed me in a hug. Finally, we break apart and she breaks the silence by saying, "Sorry it took me so long to get here, Aubrey and KK kept me."

"It's ok, we're gonna be waiting a while anyway, she's in surgery right now." I solemnly say back.

"Oh wow," she says while looking down. We talk about Evelyn for a little while longer before Aurora comes through the doors across from us looking disheveled. As soon as she sees us, she walks over and immediately asks what happened.

"Well, I had just asked Evelyn about Blake and she ran off, so about 20 minutes later Azzi and I went to find her. When we got into her apartment, we found her lying on the floor all bloody and bruised." Azzi said quietly.

"Oh gosh, that's horrible," Aurora says before she hugs Azzi and starts crying.

Eventually, we all settle in the waiting room, time passes, and we see a doctor enter the waiting room.

"Family of Evelyn Park," The doctor says while looking down at his clipboard.

We all shoot up from our chairs and rush over to the doctor.

He starts to lead us to her room and talks at the same time, "So in surgery, we stabilized her rib fractures and they should heal nicely, along with her nose fracture. She will be out for a few hours because of the anesthesia, but she should wake up tonight." He says, finishing when we enter her room.

Azzi and Aurora stay next to him to talk to him about her condition a bit longer, but I rush over to her bedside. She looked so broken when I say her earlier, and she looked so peaceful now. I grasp her hand and squeeze it a few times, letting her know we're here with her.

It's been an hour since we were led into her room and Azzi and Aurora went to the cafeteria to grab something to eat. Her family is flying in from Montana today, and I don't want to leave her alone, so I stayed by her side. I haven't let go of her hand, I can't bring myself to do it, the situation makes me feel so helpless and holding her hand makes feel useful.

Every five minutes or so, I squeeze her hand three times, letting her know that I'm still here. This time after I stop squeezing her hand, I feel her hand lightly squeezing mine back.

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I HATE THIS CHAPTER

but it's cool whatever 🙂

[tadpolesonalgae]

Ive been gone so long 😩😩😩

Also.

IM SICK AND TIRED OF AZRIEL. at this point he should have died oml. Reader should hook up with Helion or Eris and ditch his ass. She goes to him for help, what does he tell her? "Your sissy gwuna wunna help you too 😣" OKAY??? AND??? SHE WANTS YOUR HELP BITCH. HOW DO YOU SEE THIS CUTE LITTLE FEMALE AND BE LIKE "whoopsies, you're depressed now. Im gonna blackmail you about your powers and push you to the brink of insanity BUT IM STILL GONNA PLAY THE HERO" Im sick and tired. SICK. and. DAMN TIRED.

Hoe like or no life on this bitch. LEAVE THE NIGHT COURT AND DIDDLE HELION. IM SURE HES INTO THAT. This man better grovel. Beg. Buy her a house. After all the shit he put her through.

AND IM STILL MAD ABOUT THE EARRINGS. LIKE EVERYONE ELSE WHO ALSO BARELY KNOW HER WERE GETTING HER COOL THINGS THAT THEY KNEW SHE WOULD LIKE??? I bet he eenie meenie minee moed it.

Anywho, Im getting all in my feels. Just wanted to say, you are creating the ATYD of the Azriel x Reader tag. Keep at it 😋

From a very distraught but proud,

-☀

‘IM SICK AND TIRED OF AZRIEL. at this point he should have died oml. Reader should hook up with Helion or Eris and ditch his ass.’

That is quite the whirlwind of emotions contained to just three sentences! Wow, okay I don’t even know where to begin with that 😭

I feel like having him pass away might be a bit of a harsh sentence, but I’ll leave that up for debate… The hooking up with either Helion or Eris…I dread to think what sort of drama that would land her in if she actually did either of them, but hey, it’s all fictional, why not theorise?

I think between the two of them (theoretically) Helion would be the better choice, since I don’t think Eris has allowed reader close enough that he’d be openly affectionate with her—which I think is some of what she needs, most of all 👀

Helion though, I think they would bond well, both with the scholar aspect and with Helion probably being much more open—I imagine it wouldn’t be too dissimilar from how her relationship was with Bas when they were still intimately sleeping together? And plus I think just reader getting to visit elsewhere is something she’d love to do after her trip to autumn and getting to see the different things 👀

‘BUT IM STILL GONNA PLAY THE HERO" Im sick and tired. SICK. and. DAMN TIRED.’

This entire paragraph made me laugh—your impression of Azriel is spot on, I must say 😭

‘This man better grovel. Beg. Buy her a house. After all the shit he put her through.’

Babes you’re making me sad ☹️ poor Azzie 😢

‘I bet he eenie meenie minee moed it.’

Not sure if this will help or hinder your feelings on the earring subject, but I strongly headcanon that out of everyone who gave her a give, Azriel put the most thought into his 😶

Because he knew that reader was fond of him so didn’t want to get her something bespoke or precious in case that caused her to latch onto him more, but also couldn’t give her nothing because that would have been cruel, so spent ages just thinking about what would be a polite, cursory gift he could give that would suffice without being extreme 🫣

That’s just a headcanon though, feel free to think of it however you like 👀

‘Anywho, Im getting all in my feels. Just wanted to say, you are creating the ATYD of the Azriel x Reader tag. Keep at it 😋’

UM? I’m so sorry, I treasure you dearly but I actually physically cannot accept that compliment. I’m not a Harry potter girl—I had to look up what atyd stands for—but the fact it has pages written about it?? That feels like an iconic piece of fandom history and as much as I love cbmthy, and even if I haven’t personally read All The Young Dudes, I cannot allow them to be compared 😭 atyd sounds like it is miles and miles above anything I’ve written or ever will write, but I’m so incredibly flattered that it even crossed your mind to form a compliment like that ☹️🫂🫂

[lilybug-02]

How exactly would chara react to the possible return of Dess. Would chara be happy about Asriels best friend returning from the void. Would chara and Dess get along? Would their relationship be awkward. Would chara be a bit jealous, since asriel is probably going to pay attention to dess for a while instead of chara.

I would have to say Asriel would be the one most affected. He truly believed Dess was dead after all this time. And he internally blames himself for Dess' disappearance after their break up. He would be very distraught. But grateful she was alive.

Chara would be very out of place in a situation like that. They do not know anyone in the town except for Azzy, Kris, and Susie, so yes, they would feel very uncomfortable. I don't think they would be jealous, but probably think they were impeding in a story they were never supposed to be apart of.

[golden-explosions-main]

"Ah yes, the ambassador, a job I do not envy. I have been in a few of Frisk's meetings, being the queen, but humans can be so unreasonable. And Flowey, I'm sure my brother Azzy would share in your sentiment of ruling. If Mom and Dad hadn't passed then neither of us would have taken the throne willingly."

*Her eyes betray her sadness at the memory of the day*

"Of course, having both Frisk and our kids with me helped in my mourning. But, I wish you luck with your duties Frisk, such things should not be thrusted on someone so young. I can only hope that the humans here treat you better than ours treated us."

She has said many things that take both the teens off guard, Flowey is still distraught but Frisk manages to keep a straight face.

Frisk: "...Thank you, I actually wanted to become an Ambassador when I was a kid but Asgore and Toriel quickly realized what you did and persuaded me to wait until I was grown and completely ready,"

"Yeah, I hope the other humans treat me well too, they've been mostly nice to our current Ambassador, Papyrus, he's had some ups and downs with them, but for the most part he's very lovable, it's hard to resist him,"

Chara, who is at the other side of the room is still reeling from what their alternate counterpart had said, it's a lot to take in when you're a dead kid.

(Mun: In case you don't know, Flowey and Frisk can't see or hear Chara, but they have made a lot of contact in the past, and still talk sometimes and is friendly with them)

[jotun-philosopher]

Random Good Omens scenarios from my brain, part 3!

First part here, second part here

(Possibly) the last one for a while, depending on what my brain does... As ever, if you want to use one or more of these imaginings as fic/art prompt, that's more than ok -- just tag me in the end result, 'cos I'd love to see it!

Aziraphale contacting the pigeons of London to ask their opinion on the Second Coming/Armageddon etc. -- the pigeons' response is to gather in one place and simultaneously void their bowels all over the Metatron and his coterie of fanatics

Crowley discovering the 'baptise me in hot dog water' post and finding it amusing enough to be inspired to plot a gambit leading to the Metatron and co. being liberally doused in the most hellishly rancid hot dog water that he (Crowley) can get his demonic little hands on

Outside the bookshop, early morning: Metatron, Michael, Uriel and Sandalphon appear, with a beaten, bloodied Aziraphale on his knees between them, his hands chained behind his back. Metatron grabs Azzy's hair and yanks his head around to the right, contemptuously snarling, "Take a good look -- this is the last time you'll ever see sunlight, or your precious bookshop!" None of the angels particularly bother to notice that an unusual number of Whickber Street Traders seem to be helping Nina clean her front windows with a slightly suspicious number of buckets of *completely innocent* water. A portal to Hell opens in the road, accompanied by the appearance of a horde of demons led by Shax and Furfur, who're openly gleeful at getting to be part of the first Fall since The Big One (especially because it's Aziraphale on the chopping block) but just as openly chafing at being told what to do by the Metatron. Before Aziraphale can be handed over for torture and Falling, the WSTs (at some prearranged signal) throw the holy water in their buckets at the demons and the Hell portal, which proves sufficiently distracting that Crowley [something brave and clever and awesome which I haven't thought of yet], removes Azzy's chains and takes his hand to perform a joint miracle that not only banishes Metatron and co. back to Heaven ('Begone, foul fiends! Avaunt!') but binds them there permanently, so they can never come back to Earth. As an encore, the reunited Ineffable Husbands rework the wards on the shop with joint miracles so powerful that Saraquel sends them a note to the effect of, "Our miracle detector just exploded. Whatever you did, it must've been big. For goodness' sake, GET MARRIED ALREADY!!!"

The Whickber Street Traders taking Muriel under their collective (metaphorical) wing

The Shopkeepers' Association feeling a bit awkward around the bookshop for a little while after the Armageddon 2 gets averted, because of the rather scary way it was confirmed that they'd been entertaining angels unaware, until Mrs Sandwich breaks the silence by bringing the Ineffable Bookshop Crew some home-made tiramisu brownies

Aziraphale needing to use mobility aids after everything's sorted, either because of physical injuries sustained while saving the world or because of PTSD-related tremors and suchlike

Crowley recalling that Aziraphale risked not just discorporation but permanent death trying to rescue people from Sodom and Gomorrah (in the process receiving injuries that left scars on his arms and chest that're visible even in modern times), and was so distraught for weeks afterwards that he (Crowley) took some pretty major risks to stay with and comfort him

Aziraphale, when making the final rejection of Heaven, quoting or referencing things Crowley's said previously -- especially "Great pustulent mangled bollocks to the GREAT BLASTED PLAN!!!" Bonus points if he directly states he's quoting Crowley, and extra double bonus if our wily ol' snek gets to overhear the whole thing :D (I really want this to happen in S3!!!!! There're so many awesome bits of parallel-ing already, this'd fit right in!)

Aziraphale repeatedly scaring the crap out of Michael and Uriel with simple sleight-of-hand tricks, because they're so unimaginative that they cannot work out how to do that sort of thing without using miracles

Muriel reading Carpe Jugulum, seeing the bit where Granny Weatherwax talks about sin always fundamentally involving treating people as things, and becoming almost incoherent with terror upon realising how well that describes the Heavenly higher-ups

INEFFABLE HAND-KISSING

Aziraphale having a raging praise kink

[ninjnerd-anaklusmos]

2 shadowhunters questions?

Who do you think was at fault for Malec breakup when Alec tried to shorten his life or go behind his back by talking to Camille. But Camille is a b*tch.

2) do you think OM Solomon would not like Magnus? We know Azazel is obsessed with him and he insulted Belphegor.

The Malec breakup made me so sad like sjndjsns. I was distraught anony. I think instead of trying to be sneaky with it, Alec should have been upfront about it. He is anxiety child though, so of course he wouldn't, but I would have liked to see him reach out and discuss it with Magnus first. I don't think I blame anyone here, except maybe Camille for being a snake and a manipulator.

Alec wanted to find a way to keep them together without the heartbreak of him dying first, and Magnus had accepted the age difference and the issues of mortality and immortality. Two different POVs at war. It was so goddamn sad.

ANYWAYS.

I feel like Solomon would meme the crap out of Magnus's wardrobe and BAM, instant frenimies. They'd be so funny together tbh, just the VIBES.

Azzy is just antisocial lmao.

[scarlet-streak-fanfics]

Hey Merc.

Hope you’ve been doing well.

Could I request a fluffy drabble of MC playing/taking care of the baby?

HELLO YES I AM ALIVE!

I was going to write out the whole thing, but then I realized it might be more fun to let y'all request specific babysitting pairings based off of this little intro I came up with. There's also going to be a special conclusion to the HoL Babysitting adventures that I'm working on. Until then, feel free to request anything you'd like to see here!

“MC!” The human exchange student practically throw the textbook they were studying onto the floor in their rush to answer the panicked scream coming from the entry hall. Usually, a cry like that heralds a disaster worthy of an appearance by Lotan. However, when they reach the landing, leaning on the banister heavily as the exertion of your sprint catches up to them, the sight that greets MC is far from catastrophic.

Beel is cradling Seraphina in his arms as she sobs and screams, seeming almost on the verge of tears himself. Belphie hovers at his side nervously, trying to calm the distraught baby with awkward shushes, and they pinch the bridge of their nose. “Are we babysitting?”

Both twins nod emphatically, and Beel gives MC a pleading look, holding Seraphina out in front of him slightly. “How do we get her to stop?”

“Well, does her diaper need to be changed?” The two demons stare at them with obvious confusion, and MC prepares themself for an incredibly long evening as they walk down the stairs. “Give her to me and go get the rest of your brothers. I’ll see what I can do while you round up the others, ok?”

That was all Beel needed to hear before he shoves the baby into MC’s arms, already running up the stairs to find the rest of the demon brothers with Belphie dragging himself after. A reluctant sniff reveals that, mercifully, Seraphina doesn’t need a diaper change at the moment. So, MC shifts her to their hip, heading to the kitchen and digging through the cabinets until they locate the box of formula stored for just this reason. As they start the process of boiling water for the bottle, the brothers file in one by one, expressions ranging from annoyance to delight. Asmo is immediately at MC’s side, cooing at Seraphina as he plucks her from MC’s arms. “Hello, princess, did you miss Uncle Azzy? I bought some new clothing for you that I’ve just been dying to put on you.”

“Wait.” The order freezes Asmo in place, pulling a pout from the Avatar of Lust. “Before we get to have fun with the baby, we need to figure out all the jobs. Mammon, Levi, you two are on entertainment duty.”

Both demons start to protest this assignment, but MC gives them a deadpan look. “Don’t pretend that you haven’t been buying baby toys ever since Seraphina arrived, Mammon, and I know that Levi’s been trying to find kid-safe shows to share with her.” The grumbling continues, but neither look like they want to argue further.

“Asmo, you’re on bath and clothing duty. Remember to make sure the bath isn’t too hot for her and–”

“Use the baby-safe products and keep any soap out of her eyes. I know, darling, don’t worry.” Asmodeus kisses MC’s cheek before continuing his baby-talk to a slowly-calming Seraphina. MC lets their shoulders relax slightly, hopeful at the fact that one of the brothers is already on board with what his job is. “Beel, you can be in charge of feeding–I’ll help you make the baby food and formula. Satan, you have bedtime stories and Belphie has nap duty. Lucifer and I will handle everything else, like if one of you needs a break or her diaper needs changing.”

Lucifer’s eyes narrow. “And why would I help with that, my love?” MC gives the Avatar of Pride their best puppy dog eyes. “Because I still don’t remember how to put on fresh diapers properly and she likes you best?”

None of the other brothers are happy with this declaration, but it seems to have mollified Lucifer, which was all MC needed. 

[georgiapeach30513]

this may come off funny but i got this random thought 😩 can we know how it went when Ellie Belly finally figured out Azzie has been giving her steamed apple juice for “coffee”? 😭 i genuinely feel like Ellie’s Ransom Drysdale would show and be at its peak in that moment lol

🍁

Oh my goodness I love this so much!  Ellie is very certain what she’s drinking is 100% coffee, but it might surprise you how long she’s had those thoughts!  Had she had discovered this when she was much younger, then yes, it would have been worse...

🖤🖤🖤🖤

My Apple Juice

Summary:  Ellie finds out

Pairings:  Otto X Ellie

Rating:  😂

Warnings:  none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  500

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Ellie Henry-Beck Masterlist

You watch as Otto pulls up in his new car. Ellie wasn’t old enough to drive, and she went everywhere with him. And it was no surprise that they ended up together nearly everyday.

He steps on his brakes a bit to hard, and Ellie throws her head back in her famous giggles. Her hand slapping on his shoulders before they get out to walk into the coffee shop. The ones who don’t know, always assume that the two are twins, and they are very in tune with one another, even finishing each other’s sentences.

Walking up to the counter, and Otto orders his current usual of a cold brew with cold foam. Ellie gives you the biggest small, a cadence of laughter, “I want an Ellie, special, BB. I kinda miss when you get guys lived upstairs. I could use some Chloe snuggles.”

You notice how Otto curiously watches you while you make their drinks, paying especially close attention to Ellie’s. Handing over their steamy cups, they go to sit in their usual spot.

Otto taps on the table a moment, while his counter part takes a long sip of her drink. “Why are you staring at me?”

“You know that’s not really coffee, right?”

“What do you mean?” her voice gets higher in pitch, and she removes her lid looking at it. “Look, I’ve got the foam, and cinnamon, and it’s warm.”

“Okay, and there’s no coffee.”

She reaches across the table for Otto’s cold brew, and takes a big swig, turning her face up in disgust, “Why is it black?”

“It’s not. It’s cold brew, and has cold foam.”

“My cold foam is better,” she stubs up, crossing her arms. “My coffee is better.”

“Yours is steamed apple juice, with some cinnamon and caramel, and…”

“Otto Ransom Baizen, you’re nose is growing! This is my coffee.”

“Whipped cream,” he laughs, causing her mouth to hang open in disbelief. “You’ve got yourself apple cider.”

“Coffee!” she bangs her hand on the table, and looks over to you and you quickly look away. “This is…”

“Steamed apple juice,” Otto smooths out a napkin and smiles at her, “Me thinks that your mom was telling you it was coffee so you wouldn’t get hyper off the caffeine.”

“How old were you when you started drinking coffee?”

“Four. I drank coffee at dad’s office.”

“Apple cider…my life is a lie,” Otto gasps at her for saying the L word, “Don’t start, Baizen. I am distraught. Mimi, Papa, mom, dad, BB, V, Owie…all of them, liars. I let the girls at school try my special coffee and they probably looked at me…Samantha! That stupid hussy.”

Otto holds his stomach chuckling, “It’s not funny! Samantha has been telling people I’m coo coo for Cocoa Puffs. Because I called steamed apple juice, coffee.”

“Samantha is a bitch.”

“Otto!”

“She always has been.  Who cares about that stupid girl? She’s just jealous that Joaquin has been checking you out during math.”

“Shut up,” Otto nods his head, whispering a, ‘He does,’ “Does he really?”

“Oh, geeze, everyone does.  Every guy always asks me if you’re single.”

“Well, Samantha checks you out.”

“I don’t date bitches.”

“I can’t believe I’ve been drinking apple juice for almost sixteen years of my life. My life has been a lie.”

Otto just shrugs his shoulders, pushing his drink over to her, “I’ll keep drinking my apple juice.”

Masterlist

[overfedvenison]

So there’s this theory that Noelle, Kris, Azzy, and Dess had been in the Dark World before; Noelle in particular says a -lot- of things are ‘familiar’ as if she half-remembers things, and people act like Lightners have been there before and are only rare -now- Notably, Jevil, Seam, Spamton, the Queen, the King, and a few other people all seem to have a history that goes back some time with lightners, and have gotten distraught because of it - Something that seems odd if the Dark World was indeed just created. And, indeed, the whole Computer World is unusually dated; referencing 1997 and the turn of the millennium a lot, which seems odd - It makes sense the computer lab is dated, but surely the librarby is not still running stuff -that- old, right? But if that dark world was made 10 years prior, and a small librarby is running computers 10-15 years out of date... It’s what Noelle mentions is familiar, though... Most unusually, she seems to have this come up a lot when you present her with Spamton’s things: She calls the door to his trash-hole ‘Nostalgic;’ if you hack the Dealmaker into your inventory, she will call it ‘Familiar.’ This is... Odd. Is it possible that Noelle had met Spamton in his prime? 

[bowieandqueen11]

Overlook / Danny Torrance Imagine

Request: hi!! uhhhh could i possibly have an angsty dan torrance x female reader imagine where the reader is dating dan and she gets him to open up about his past trauma and comforts him, assuring him that everything’s going to be alright and that she’ll protect him?? thanks!!!!! 

Thank you so much love, and I’m sorry if the characterisation is so bad but I can’t wait to give it my first shot! <3

The house stood on a slight rise just on the edge of Frazier, crowded in on either side as if caught in a trap, squarish, made of brick looking as if it had been burnt by the sun, and had four windows set in the front of a size and proportion which would make those obsessed with symmetry shiver. But to Danny Torrance, it was a home. A safe place. A warm place without snow or axes or... bathtubs. Two wings stretching to each side reach out to touch the fences on each side of the hospice, all with a view of the train meandering its way to the edge of the horizon as the sun set, the attic providing the perfect view of the tourist attraction which you now gazed at as Danny changed in the bedroom out of his uniform.

The bedroom is unusually frosty during this summer night, the bed Danny places his jacket on inlaid with a fine green silk you had bought him for his birthday; leaves embroidered so delicately that they might have landed there in spring and just sunk in, the white curtains linen, the kind of white that is untouched by hands and devoid of dust. You had made it your duty to tidy the place as often as possible; Dan always left books lying half read over the floor, full bottles of Jack Daniels you sneaked into the bin outside, and on most days the duvet lay a tangled mess on the wooden floor by his night stand. He always looked so tired when he came back from his night patients, his eyes so bloodshot but a smile brightening his face as he kissed your forehead, his thumb lingering for a few seconds too long as he says he’s alright. You should be used to this, to him, but something deep inside makes you believe he just can’t help himself. There was something deep inside his heart, his soul that you could see in the swirling gold flecks of his eyes that told you his need to be in control came from a distraught place.

The heater by the mirror is your fireplace, your tiny sun for the evening once dusk has fallen, casting long shadows over the rug and your husband’s shoulders that are warm to the touch. He’d always told you that he couldn’t stand the cold. Staying silent for a moment, one thick finger running slightly over the curve of his jaw as he gazes out the window at the inky, starry night, Danny smiles as he turns around to face you.

‘Love’, he whispers hotly against her ear, ‘you know I may be called down again tonight. Mr Gregory in room 204 is not doing so well, and Azzie may be making a visit sooner rather than later.’

‘I know, sweetheart’, you say, wrapping your arms around his chest, ‘but you’re so cozy.��� He laughs with a hoarse delight as you squeeze him tighter, headbutting his neck with your forehead as his hand reaches down to collapse over yours, slightly coarse and cold but familiar.

‘Billy’s giving you the day off tomorrow, right?’

‘Yep, I’m all yours.’

He turns his head to face you, littering the exposed skin with fervent little kisses. He takes his time, creating a slow trail of sloppy caresses down to your collar bone, brushing your hair away from your face in its soft tumbles with a devoted smile, a soft look he reserved for you and you alone.

From nowhere came the sound of what sounded like coal chips cracking, a slow, splintering noise that made Danny’s lips freeze against your skin. You feel his head lift slightly from the side of your neck until he’s looking at you in confusion, still trying to trace where the noise was coming from. Danny only hangs his head in response to your raised eyebrows, one hand reaching up to clasp his palm against his ear as the broad expanse of his back shakes slightly, his shoulders dropping down in despair. Not again- not again.

A loud crack makes you jump in Danny’s arms, not able to help the gasp that falls from your lips as pieces of blackboard fly off the wall and stick you in the arms, little shards of darkness falling like snowflakes around your feet as the back wall of Danny’s apartment cracks into a thousand tendrils. Gazing in the mirror, you lose all words when you see the letters-

‘REDRUM’.

Danny’s eyes widen, his hand becoming slack as it thumps against his side. His mouth opens and closes, reminding you of a floundering fish, his throat  constricting so harshly he feels like he can’t breathe.

‘Dan... why does your wall suddenly say... murder...?’

However, you reach out suddenly, yelping a little as his eyes begin to roll back in his head as he stumbles, grasping onto you before falling out of your grasp almost instantly, banging his way to the floor.

It takes him only fifteen hectic minutes to wake back up.

‘Love, what the actual hell just happened. I know you have that thing- that.. Shining thing that makes you see things sometimes, but I’ve never seen you pass out before. And your wall- I just-’

He doesn’t turn around to reply.

Starting to step towards him, you reach out your hand gingerly, letting it land on his broad shoulder, his jumper slightly damp and coarse against your fingertips as you begin to rub them against his muscles, stepping closer and allowing both your hands to fall onto his back. Your fingers begin to dance over their expanse, swirling nonsense but tender patterns over his shaking form, and taking slight relief in that his breathing seemed to be evening out slightly. What you don’t expect, however, is two large hands wrapping themselves around your waist without warning and tugging you tightly forward, Dan’s head nestling into your skin right above your abdomen as he fights the urge to stick his thumb back in his mouth.

‘Y/N, I haven’t been completely honest with you. About me. About who I am.’

‘Well... we have all night, and I’m not going anywhere.’

You stay silent for a moment, allowing him to take a shaking breathe and continue in his own time. What you didn’t expect, however, is for Danny to raise his head towards you, his eyes completely flooding with tears that start to trickle down his flushed cheeks in pregnant tears. It wasn’t the tears that scared you, but the vulnerable, scared young boy that flashed across his face with a sad determination.

‘It’s going to sound crazy. I used to think for a while that I was crazy, but I didn’t dream the Overlook, Y/n, or the woman in the bathtub, I know I didn’t-’

Squatting down, you reach up with your thumb to stroke some stray tears away from the crinkles of his eyes, smiling gently as his lips quiver, even now still trying desperately to reassure you and make you smile but failing terribly as he leans against your hand, You remove it after a second, reaching down to entangle your fingers with his own, his grasping desperately onto yours with a fervent passion, his watch cold and precise against your wrist, a stark contrast to the trembling of his warm fingertips against your palm.

‘It’s a story about an evil hotel, and my father, who lost his life in it, and lost his sanity to it.’

It took Dan a solid thirty minutes to finally let everything spill out, allowing every emotion he had tried to bottle up behind a fixed countenance over the years to finally be released, giving you his heart and soul bare as you just stand there with dipped eyes, holding his hands as he told you how his father had tried to kill him and Wendy with an axe when he was only five years old.

He can’t even look at you when he finally closes his mouth, wincing away slightly as if with disappointed with himself, squeezing his eyes shut.

‘It’s alright, hunny, it’s alright. I promise you. You’re not alone this time, and although I don’t shine like this Hallorann says you do, I pack a mean punch.’

You place your palm against his cheek as he smiles slightly.

‘We’ll get through whatever the hell is happening with this Abra girl together.’

[allw3doisadvert1se]

The little drawing after the main panels is killing me lol

Azzy just looks so concerned and honestly a bit distraught.

Meanwhile, Chara …

Bribed with Chocolate. The way it should be.

Part 22 || First || Previous || Next

--Full Series--

More to come as this is a two-parter. But you know how I am with schedules.

Bonus:

I think this was an equally possible reaction from Chara.

[azzysclubofdemons]

Why not go bug people you've never bugged before?

"...brave, you know full well that you can't just throw doors open like that..."

"Shut it, pansy! Where's your sister? I've Come To Claim Her Affections!"

"what affections?"

"What do you mean, 'what affections?!' Someone told me they think she likes me!"

"...sh-she doesn't like you like that. she hasn't been, since she's with someone. whoever told you that was just getting a rise out of you, it seems..."

"..." Distraught Brave Hours.

...azzy gets up. "tell you what. do you wanna beat this person up for making you so excited for no reason? i'll tag along, just so you don't have to go it alone. maybe nab the soul if we get lucky. that ok?"

"...You know what? I'm alright with that. Let's go..!"

Aaand there they go. But it seems more like Brave's dragging the archdemon out by the sleeve. (He did offer to go along, though, sooo...)