#and the time they did spend together he used just to vent about his problems (understandable)

[cccharries]

✻ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴs! ✻

- ✎ type : headcannons

- ✎ featuring : Gyomei, Sanemi, Uzui, Shinobu, Mitsuri, Muichiro, Rengoku, Giyuu, Obanai

- ✎ A/N : this is my first post eek! Extremely exciting to write lololol, if I did any mistakes, don't be afraid to correct me! 😀

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✦ 𝙆𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪

Being a hashira means you will constantly have duties to carry out, missions to complete and her being the insect hashira means she also have to take care of the butterfly mansion sometimes, causing her to not have enough time for you

But she will try to make time in her schedule to spend it with you!

And as she tries her hardest to put up a fake smile, when she feels like letting it all out, she would just talk and vent about it with you and you being by her side is what makes her feel better, you are able to listen to her rant about her stress, her messy schedule and she appreciates every single second of you listening to her

How will you guys spend time? Going on walks in the lively garden filled with colourful butterflies, having tea with her and late night talks on the roof

Yapper x listener coded<3

She is the type to tease sometimes but she will never dare to step over your boundaries as she holds high respect for you

Nicknames aren't really used from her, she would just call you by your name but in special occasions, it would be "angel" "darling" and "love" 💓

If someone caused trouble by making you upset, she would be visibly angry and try to solve the problem using the safest way, although she wishes to do something more cruel than that.. But she does not want to cause trouble

When she is afar from missions, she would write letters to you and gift you anything that reminded her about you<3

She would gift stuff like a small boquet of tulips, a violet necklace or a purple flower hairpin!

✦ 𝙐𝙯𝙪𝙞 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙣

Gosh he's the teasiest of them all (not sure if that's even a word but lmfao)

Since he also have three wives (Makio, Hina and Suma), he will love you all equally and give the fair attention, it's hard to show attention to four people at the same time but.. He would make it work

Is literally so romantic and stupidly funny at the same time

He would spoil you ROTTEN with a lot of luxury gifts like a expensive kimono made from the finest fabric, a pair of long earrings with rose quartz that's worth a lot of yen and so much more

After he retired from being a hashira, he was finally to spend all his time with you and the others

Dates are definitely going to romantic dinners, movie nights and playing board games with the other wives (very tempting lol)

His nicknames are so so weird and.. Honestly too much sometimes but the ones that are the most normal are "Honey", "Cutie" and "Sweetheart" omfg I am cringing so bad

I am not really sure if he's a grumpy person but your love trope is DEFINITELY grumpy x sunshine I can see it!

His heart softens and ACHES when he sees you and his wives getting along

It's kinda hard to sleep on the same bed as him since he's huge and the wives also need space to sleep with him so I hc that you guys would sleep on 2 beds paired together

✦ 𝙈𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙞 𝙆𝙖𝙣𝙧𝙤𝙟𝙞

Oh my godly lord she's the sweetest person you would ever pull I swear

Her touch are so feather-like and gentle, everytime she hugs you and wrap her arms around you, you would just melt deeply into her touch

I hc that she would do cute little hairstyles on your hair for fun!

In a relationship, she wants to have something that stands out, which is.. Matching! Matching bracelets, matching necklaces and mostly anything that she finds cute!

Her love language is DEFINITELY physical touch & quality time

Nicknames from her are so cute!! Sometimes you feel embarrassed of her calling you in nicknames on public but it's cute at the same time so you could never scold her about it!

Nicknames from her can be "baby" and "Blossom"

I also headcannon that sometimes she would wake you up in 6am just to do yoga and exercising with her (she thinks it's normal and she would apologize NON-STOP if she actually disturbed your sleep)

She would share her Sakura mochis with you! (She will save more for herself though but hey! You should feel lucky that she's even giving you some 🧍‍♀️)

Dates are definitely going out to restaurants and trying new foods, going to picnics near the garden and baking together! 💗

✦ 𝙍𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙠𝙪 𝙆𝙮𝙤𝙟𝙪𝙧𝙤

He's a LOUD and I mean, LOUDDD laughter so whenever you make jokes, he would laugh SO LOUD that you need to cover your ears (and after that incident you stopped making jokes in front of him)

Everytime he stops by in the train station he would buy a lot of bentos and share it with you once he came home from his missions!

Everytime you feel upset, he would go get your favourite food to cheer you up instantly and listen to you venting/ranting then giving you advices

he's a FINE gentlemen, he would open doors for you, he would pull the chair for you to sit and it just makes your heart flutter

His nicknames for you are so sweet you just flush your cheeks up whenever he calls you "my angel" or "baby"

Cooks for you, he has the cooking skill of a chef and everytime he's not busy and doesn't have to go out early for work, you would wake up finding him in the kitchen cooking something that would make your mouth drool to the floor

Not only does he cook, he also likes to write letters and give you a lot of gifts if you guys have been separated for a while (probably he has to handle some missions given by Ubuyashiki but wtv)

He's a big fan of PDA, he doesn't really mind it at all + loves holding your hand or hugging you in public and does not care if anyone is giving him a weird look because Rengoku is Rengoku 😋

Love language is definitely acts of service + words of affirmation

✦ 𝙂𝙞𝙮𝙪𝙪 𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙤𝙠𝙖

He's.. A quiet guy but he is also good at being romantic!

He's not the best at showing love using words of affirmation, so instead his love language can be quality time 👉👈

If you feel upset, he would make your favorite tea and you guys would talk about it while having tea and he would draw you a warm relaxing bath

I don't think.. He's the type to use nicknames, he would be pretty awkward with it so he would just call you by your name

Dates are probably just cuddling on the bed for the whole night or late night walks on the forest (although he's a bit paranoid that you could get attacked by a demon but still the atmosphere is calming!)

Since he's much of a introvert, hes not really the biggest fan of PDA but he doesn't mind holding hands

When he started dating you, he didn't really know how to be romantic to you so he just treated you like a very close friend and when Tanjiro gave him a dating advice, he finally understood 😭

When he is far from home due to missions, you would receive a letter and a small wrapped gift from him to show how much he thought about you even when he's completing a important mission 🙁💘

The gifts can probably be a heart-shaped pebble or a blue sky themed hairpin!

✦ 𝙈𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙤

He's an airhead sometimes and would forget things easily, but to express his fear of forgeting you, he would have a small notebook that has every information about you kept in his pocket

I can't really think what love language he would be sticking to but it will DEFINITELY be quality time & physical touch 💖

He loves feeling your touch and he loves giving head-pats

Oh and one thing is that he LOVES gifting you a lot and I mean, A LOT of handmade origami 📄

He gives you like 5 of them in a week (you have no space to keep all of origami in your house)

Dates can be making origami together and walking in the garden together

I don't think he would use nicknames either so probably just calling by your name is the safest option

He doesn't really understand PDA + not really a fan but doesn't mind holding hands

If your upset, poor baby he doesn't know what to do to make you feel better (probably origami?)

Tanjiro had to give Muichiro a couple of relationship advice just for him to understand 😞

✦ 𝙄𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙊𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙞

He's very sour with his behavior and doesn't really trust women, but somehow your the exception.

His snake loves you so much and enjoys spending time with you and Iguro because he understood how Iguro felt about you 😆

And again, he has a hard time expressing his feelings through words so maybe his love language will be acts of service

Not really a big fan of pda either but he wouldn't mind unless you do too much

Sometimes when he's free he will invite you for lunch!

During the start of the relationship, you mostly had to be the one to make the first move since he didn't really knew what to do

(Spoiler) he adores and admires you when you praise his mouth-scar even though he feels insecure that he isn't good enough for you (treat him right 😞)

When he's walking on a town for a mission, he might get you some gifts like small pastries and a letter to update you about his ongoing mission!

He's very cautious sometimes that when you accidentally trip and is about to fall, he would catch you in a instant because he had some sort of fear of losing you which he will never want to face..

Not a fan of nicknames either, just calling you by your name would be fine..

✦ 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙯𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙬𝙖

Okay don't argue with me about this, at the veryyy start of the relationship, he was really hesitant to trust you at first due to losing too many people he loved

It WOULD really take some time for him to trust you but your patience is what makes him love you even more ☹️💞

Sometimes when he comes home in a angry mood and accidentally yells at you, he would immediately apologize in a harsh way and probably sneak in some cuddles when your asleep in your shared bed as a apology

He will yell at you but hit you? No, never, this man has a fear of hurting you

When you praise his revealing scars, he would have a tint of peachy blush flushing up on his face and he would deny it with a tone of stuttery words

Not rlly a fan of PDA, feels uncomfortable with it at the start but as time goes on, he starts getting used to it

No nicknames too.. He thinks it's embarrassing, so calling you by your name is the best.. (Different in bed tho)

every time he comes home from a tiring mission that stressed him out so much just wants him to quickly take a bath and join you in the buddle and cuddle for the whole night, recharging his energy 💘

✦ 𝙂𝙮𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙞 𝙃𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙖

Omg he's the softest giant ever

His touch are the same as Mitsuri's, feather-like and gentle because he fears that he might accidentally hurt you without knowing

As he is blind, feeling others presence and your presence is different for him, everytime he feels your presence his face will soften and call you out 💓

When he's far away from missions, he will also write letters to you to update you about his mission progress

Doesn't mind PDA actually, he finds it cute

When he feels the comparison of his hand holding your hand, it just makes him blush and think about it the whole time, he thinks it's extremely cute

Rare one! He will actually use nicknames for you in special occasions just like Shinobu and those nicknames would be "dear" "love" or "angel" 👉👈

I headcannon that you guys will definitely have the same matching bead bracelet/necklace (it was your idea)

Date ideas are definitely going to cat cafes or date to a cat-themed cafe omg!

I also headcannon that you two will adopt and raise a cat together 😽

Reblogs are appreciated<3

[just-some-random-blogger]

Snow Angel

Jacaerys' Version

I'll angel in the snow until I'm worthy but if it kills me, I tried.

Gwyane's Version ❄ Daemon's Version ❄ Aegon's Version ❄ Aemond's Version ❄ Jacaerys' Version ❄ Cregan's Version ❄ Criston's Version

Jacaerys Velaryon x Targaryen!Reader | 800< | cw: fem!reader, targcest, reader is aemond's twin, angst, violence, blood, war, death, typos, etc.

A/N: renee rapp my beloved. jacaerys and aemond's version go hand in hand

You remember talking about running away with Jace when you were kids. You told him about your plans to pack your dresses, flee on your dragon, and live off lemon cakes. You cried when he laughed at you and swore never to speak to him again.

But then he did what he did best and cast your worries away. He panicked, unintending to cause you sadness, then made a fool of himself until he got you to smile. And when you did, he promised to himself never to make you cry again.

"Why do you want to run away anyway?" Jacaerys asks after you were calmer, finding a place beside you on the grass on which you sat.

You wipe your nose on your sleeve and give him a look, "is it really not obvious?"

He grows a bit nervous. He internally denies it's because he's made you cry.

"You like teasing Aemond," you turn to your shoes, "Aemond likes teasing me-"

"He does?"

You turn back to him.

"Then I will fight him for it."

"But that's the problem Jace!" you feel your lips quiver, "it's all so horrid. I don't like how you fight," you pull on the grass, "I don't like how he fights me. I don't like fighting."

For a moment, Jacaerys feels guilty. He regrets arguing with Aemond... but then again, he deserved it.

"I don't understand," you speak quietly, "we're twins. I am his half and he is mine. We shared the same womb and yet he acts like we share nothing in common..." your voice becomes shaky, "why does he dislike me so?"

Gods, he so deserved it.

You muse to him about other things your wretched twin brother has done to you, and this becomes your ritual. Every time you are together, you vent to him, and he listens. But one day, his family leaves King's Landing and, again, he does the thing he's promised he'd never do: he made you cry.

He writes to you every week after leaving. He tells you how much he misses you. He tells you how much he misses your laugh, your bad jests, even your dolls, and how Vermax was lonely without your dragon to fly with.

And so one day, in your reply, you ask to fly with him in secret. You ask to meetup somewhere no one would think to look for either of you, then you spend the day enjoying each other's company. None would know about your whereabouts but each other.

But then your family fractured, there was them and there was you, and you found each other opposite sides. One day, you simply could not take it, so you wrote to him: meet me in our secret place.

In truth, you did not expect him to show, but when he did, you were relieved to see him... until he opened his mouth.

"What do you want from me, Aunt?" Jacaerys spoke.

You knit your brows, "what?"

"Have you come to surrender? To pledge yourself to the one true Queen?"

You shake your head in disbelief of what you were hearing. You walk towards him, "Jace, I-"

"She will accept you," he says, "she will accept all of you. You need just bend the-"

"Run away with me," you press your hand to his chest.

He stares at you, nostrils flaring, line forming between his brows.

You rapidly shake your head, "you know that's all I've ever wanted. To be done and rid of this bother."

Jacaerys takes your hand and whispers your name, "you know it is not that simple."

"We can make it simple. Let us ride off and-"

"You have a duty to your family, as do I."

"And what of the duty to our hearts?" you clutch his hand. His jaw clenches. You mutter, "there is no greater duty than fulfilling that of what's borne from love."

He does not respond to you. Your eyes search his. Your grip tightens. He releases you. Soon he's breaking his promise all over again. Tears spill over as you pull away from him, "am I not worthy enough of even this?"

He calls your name as you step back. Before he can speak, his attention is taken by the sky and the loud sound of flapping dragon wings. It was unmistakably Vhagar.

You are unable to keep him from riding off and facing the gargantuan. You look up and watch your brother unleash his fury upon him. You knew better than to get in the way, but you would not have Jacaerys killed when you were the one who called him here in the first place.

You get on your mount and do your best to catch Aemond's attention. You scream and shout but to no avail, not until your dragon knocks into the tail of your twin's.

You did not expect him to be so angry. You did not expect him to attack you. You could do nothing as you watched your dragon choke in the maw of your brother's ride. The sound of your own screams deafen you, and so you hear not the sound of him screaming out your name.

And as you descend from the height, Jacaerys is mortified. He commands Vermax to catch you, and he tries his best, but even his best was not enough to save you from your end.

[six-eyed-samurai]

DIALING...

Silly reasons the Tokyo Rev Boys have dialed you for based off…actual reasons…people have called me for…

🌸Takemitchy calls you for conversation, which suddenly turns to school and "WAIT DON'T WE HAVE A TEST TOMORROW?". Obviously the both of you panic and whip out your books, meaning to study together via phone call but also simultaneously realize you've forgotten the topic...and which class it was for. The rest of the call is just sitting in panicked silence, punctuated with the occasional "We're so screwed."

🌸It’s canon Izana plays guitar! Do you ever think he writes his own songs as well? Maybe, and that's why he calls you in the middle of the night to tell you about it, wanna hear it, oh am I bothering you, it's fine you don't have to listen now (and you'll say “I SAID I'D LISTEN TO IT AND I WILL KUROKAWA NOW SING.”), any suggestions for improvements? And then somehow it spirals into the both of you doing your utmost best to be off key, off tune and completely ruin the song with as many voice cracks as possible.

🌸Chifuyu, bless his heart, calls you out of the blue with no prior warning, at an inconvenient time and scares you enough for a heart attack, but he doesn't realize it, too intent on forcing you to watch the latest anime trailer for the both of your favourite manga with him after you say you can't load the video. He’s downright scandalized, and in his defense he did text you about what he was going to do - only you hadn’t understood he meant call as in call now. I mean, at least the both of you got a kick out of it as he shares his screen, so win-win?

🌸I think Inupi would call you for no particular reason other than to be in your company. You both don't say much but somehow the call spirals to a three hour dial. Whenever one of you gets up you'll flip the camera to show the other where you’re going or what you’re doing. Inupi likes to think it’s like the both of you are having lunch together, doing that jigsaw puzzle together, doing the dishes together…it’s alright if you spend two thirds of the time in silence, your company is enough for him.

🌸Koko calls you for a venting session! He rants about the idiots he’s encountered, his worries, the gang, money problems, boasts on how much he’s made today, stuff he’s bought you, anything really. He knows he could’ve just texted you about it but it’s a lot more personal for him if you pick up and reply back talking, but occasionally he does feel bad he keeps calling you - although you assure him you love it! You do, really, because in turn you get to vent about whatever’s on your mind and Koko always has the best reactions (damn if that girl hasn’t been an absolute bxxch, nooo, she did what now?). He’s like a gal pal and a boyfriend combined.

🌸You’re the one to call Baji, actually, because it’s the only way to get him to study with you if you’re not free to go to his place. You put up with his complaining and force him to answer a bunch of quizzes. The study session goes great for the first half….then somehow you both get sidetracked when Baji says he’s bored and leaves to make yakisoba. You make him take the phone with him and it could’ve been romantic, both of you making noodles from your ends of the line! But no, Baji ends up getting distracted flirting with you and overcooks it into a mushy mess that has you gagging and hanging up on him.

🌸Ran and you call for normal-people reasons like chatting or studying, but more often than not Ran’s childish nature has him more interested in playing with the phone call’s filters (if let’s say you’re using apps like Instagram) and making you pose with him before screenshotting - by the way, you’re the one doing that, because Ran has TERRIBLE timing when it comes to taking photos. If there’s those filters that let you draw on your screen self, oh man does Ran love doodling moustaches, beards, cat ears, the whole gig. If you don’t call him handsome he gets pouty and threatens to hang up or leak that ugly screenshot of you when the phone froze from lag.

🌸With no apology to your ears, Sanzu will call you at 3 a.m. in the morning to either a) make the most terrifying/fart noises known to mankind or b) bombard you with meaningless philosophical questions that made you get out of bed and actually Google them. Of course he doesn’t do this all the time, mostly when he’s high as a kite. Yet you KNOW for a fact he’s sober that night when he suddenly dialed your number and when you picked up, dead silent until the most unholiest rendition of your favorite song is being sung (read: screamed) out. You yelp and hang up, but not before you hear him cackling.

🌸He’s the sort to honestly forget to call you but when he does Mikey makes the call drag on for hours because he has his ways of making you not hang up, but the times he DOES remember to call you is after you tell him no, you can’t eat twenty five dorayaki in one go, I’m not paying for that. He’ll be feeling petty and when he gets his hands on dorayaki he calls you for no other reason than to chew it as loudly as possible next to the microphone so you get the Mikey Premium Dessert ASMR. If you hang up he’s sending voice recordings.

[blternative]

The Captain isn't exactly free of blame either, I feel like that gets lost a bit as you play and get sucked into Jimmy's mental breakdown at the end. He was aware that Anya was pregnant by Jimmy through means that weren't consensual, knew that she wanted to use the gun to protect herself from him but resorted to hiding it after finding that she couldn't use it because she didn't have the proper authority to get the code to unlock it but realized Jimmy would be able to.

Granted, Curly was in a bad position for the issue from the beginning, he's the only source of authority on the ship and the ship as a whole would've suffered from being down one member but he doesn't do anything to protect Anya, his solution is to talk things out with Jimmy then think of a further solution together, not pull rank and put him in whatever their version of jail would've been on the ship (probably just stuffing them in a cryo pod until they reach their destination). Loyalty to his friend blinded him to the safety of his entire crew and he wanted to keep tensions as low as possible, even when that friend was threatening to take him down with him if he wasn't protected or staging a murder-suicide so no one would know what happened.

Even with Jimmy dangling the threat of Curly's career being in ruins once the news is reported, Curly doesn't stop him, he only slows him down at best and even that doesn't work, Jimmy proceeds to then crash the ship in an effort to completely get away with his crime(s) at the expense of a few lives. Curly gets mangled beyond recognition, unable to do the most basic of actions on his own, and is forced to spend several months in utter agony while watching his crew break down and die or get seriously injured in front of him. He sees everyone die, or the process of their death, except Jimmy, who gets to kill himself out of Curly's view as the stasis activates and Curly freezes. But Jimmy fixes it! He saves Curly and is a hero!

Except, why would a defunct company bother wasting what little funds they have left searching for a ship that was only carrying mouth wash? If no one finds the wreckage in twenty years, Curly gets reawoken and suffocates (I'm pretty sure one of the characters said something about running out of oxygen before food); if he gets found then he gets the finger pointed at him for presumably intentionally veering the ship into a collision *while* spending the rest of his life in continued agony. It doesn't matter what they believe for how the crew died, Curly takes all the blame as he's not only the only survivor but the captain, not only did they all die in horrific ways but they burned through most of the cargo!

In the end, Curly did it to himself really, every problem that happens, every death a reminder that none of it would've happened if he had did the right thing. Every time Jimmy exercises his anger on him by forcing the pills down his throat and ignores his choked cries and tears, it was Curly taking responsibility for his actions, or rather lack of, that got them to that moment. Even if he didn't want to take responsibility, he still did, he had no choice.

It's why Curly was the captain and Jimmy wasn't, why he could've called himself captain all he wanted and no one (except Daisuke but, he's Daisuke) believed it, not even himself.

He never took responsibility for anything he did, he laid the blame for the crash on Curly and even for delaying the news of the company's bankruptcy even though Curly technically broke protocol and told them early; everyone died believing Curly was the one piloting even though by the time he got into the cockpit it was too late. He never took responsibility for assaulting Anya and subsequently getting her pregnant, instead choosing to hide the truth and secretly hounding her into "fixing it" to the point of her committing suicide so it truly was "fixed." He didn't take responsibility for getting Daisuke killed by having him crawl into the broken air vent and getting seriously injured, instead the truth of the events that lead up to it coming out as the kid lay on his bed dying, profusely apologizing for what in his eyes was a fuck up on his behalf.

Everyone else takes responsibility for the consequences of actions done by Jimmy. Anya takes responsibility for him getting her pregnant and "takes care of it" like he wanted her to, presumably before the crash even happened he was telling her this. Daisuke takes responsibility for knocking out Swansea and going into the vent, even though he was going off of Jimmy's commands. Swansea takes responsibility for not only trying to protect Anya (why he constantly carried the axe) but for falling back into alcoholism by coping with their fate, even though Jimmy was the one who opened the cargo hold.

Even when Anya is dead, and Curly is forced to lay by her corpse, Jimmy doesn't take responsibility for him being the reason she took that course of action, completely blotting the scene out of his mind until he's forced to look at it when picking up Curly, even then he only focuses on Curly.

At his end, he never feels regrets for his actions unless they're in the context of it affecting Curly, and even then its only because he didn't know how stressful the position actually was. He doesn't have remorse for assaulting Anya and pushing her into suicide, for getting Daisuke mercy killed by Swansea (he doesn't have anything to say about it beyond berating Swansea for being hasty) or pushing the old man into coming at him with an axe after he had his own mental break. He only feels remorse for being jealous of Curly and not realizing how stressful the role of captain really was until he was in the position himself, he only thinks Curly as a prestigious prick who cares about his own image and career and no one else's.

He gets to kill himself, consequence free, even being able to think of himself as the hero at the end, when everything that transpired over the course of the game was his fault.

I don't think Curly is as bad a person as Jimmy is, but hes still bad, he's too much of an optimist and wanted to keep trying to see the good in people even when it came to the detriment of his crew.

In short, fuck Jimmy but fuck Curly too.

[saberlight1]

— lost signals & tunes, coriolanus snow

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

warnings: slight tbosas spoilers, angst, mentions of violence, injustice in the districts, possessive!snow, trauma, kinda mean!snow, talks of a breakup, arguments, standard ballad of songbirds and snakes warnings.

authors note: i’m back for round 3!!! i’m so happy that you all like this series so far as much as i do. here are the links to part 1 & 2, if you missed them. this one is sad and angsty, i’m sorry. the song y/n sings is by frank santra! anyways, i hope you enjoy this one! much love.

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Since your last real conversation with Coriolanus, he had been acting different. He was colder, and you didn’t know if you were simply going crazy, or if he just going out of his way to ignore you.

But regardless, you were hurt. When you tried to speak to him, he would say he had somewhere to be. And maybe he did, but you just wished he’d spend time with you.

You missed him, really.

Lucy Gray frowned as she watched you from across the room. You and the Covey were all getting ready backstage at the Hob where you were set to perform shortly. Even if you were cousins, you and Lucy Gray were brought up as sisters and knew the other probably better than you knew yourselves.

She watched you as you were deep in thought, and she knew something was troubling you. She walked over, and with a click of her tongue she gained your attention.

With a raise of her eyebrows you already knew what she was thinking. “Lucy Gray, please. Not right now,”

She raised her hands up in surrender, sitting down next to you on the couch. “I was just gonna ask what was wrong,”

“I’m sorry,” You sighed, rubbing your temple. “I’m stressed out,”

“Talk to me,” She softly smiled, her hand coming up to comfortably rub your shoulder.

“Coriolanus has just been acting weird, and I don’t know why. I think.. I think when we were at the lake I said something that he didn’t like, or something.” You vented. “Just ever since we got back, he’s been off. Or maybe I’m just delusional.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes at yourself. “Christ, Gray, I’m loosin’ it.”

She giggled. “You got a bad case of the love blues, it sounds to me, Y/N.” She repeated the same thing your mothers used to say all the time when talking about past relationships.

A small smile blessed your features. “I think you may be on to somethin’.” You sighed, again. “I just wish he’d at least talk to me, y’know? Let me know whatever I’ve done, so I can fix it, or if he wants to break up just fuckin’ tell me. I hate when shit just lingers.”

“I know.” She shook her head. “Listen, if he doesn’t realize how damn good he’s got it, then he ain’t worth it. You know better. And I know you two got history and what not, but if he stressin’ you out so bad you can’t even enjoy a performance, I’d say ya need to talk to the boy.” She explained, shrugging. “Or leave his ass. You deserve better,”

You chuckled. “Only you, Lucy Gray, could manage to make me laugh while talking about my relationship problems.” You shook your head, playfully.

A smile came back to her face. “You know it, now, c’mon we got a show to play.” She stood up, holding her hand out for you to take.

She brought you over to the rest of the Covey, Issac immediately bringing you into a side hug.

“Aye, sis, you want me to kick that boy’s ass?” He asked, smiling goofy.

You laughed. “No, please.”

“Alright, alright.“ He shook his head. “Let’s go, folks!”

Once you all were out on stage, all of the struggles and worries wrestling around your mind faded, and a smile brightly displayed on your face as you sang along with your family. You didn’t even realize how fast it was going by because you were enjoying yourself.

Until you saw his smirk in that crowd.

You were scanning the crowd as normal, loving to see all of different people coming to together to enjoy music when you saw him. He was in the back of the room, alone, his arms crossed over his chest as he smirked at you.

His gaze almost made you feel uneasy, his sharp eyes boring into yours. Lucy Gray wrapped up one of her songs, turning on her heel and winking at you, her signal to let you know it was your turn on the mic.

You sighed before standing up, grabbing your guitar and walking up to the mic.

“Hey, twelve,” You smiled, looking at the crowd. “How y’all doin’ tonight, huh?” They all cheered in return, making your smile grow bigger. “That’s what I like to hear! Alright, here’s the song.”

Over and over, I keep goin’ over the world we knew.

You began, singing deeply and sharply into the mic, staring into Coriolanus’ eyes.

Once when you walked beside me,

That inconceivable, that unbelievable world we knew,

When we two were in love.

Your eyes burned into his as the rest of the world seemed to fade away, leaving only you and him as you sang to him. He knew it was about him, most of your songs were.

And every bright neon sign turned into stars,

And the sun and the moon seemed to be ours.

Each road that we took turned into gold,

But the dream was too much for you to hold.

Your voice boomed across the pub, the couples holding each other and the singles downing their shots in misery. You touched all their hearts with the song, somehow. His eyebrows furrowed as he truly listened to the lyrics, seeing how you wrote about your love and pain, and he wondered if it was still about him.

I mean, he hadn’t hurt you, right? He didn’t think him ignoring you for a week or two would push you this far.

Now, over and over I keep goin’ over the world we knew.

Days when you used to love me.

Issac and Cece took over for the music break, as you turned to blink away the tears that threatened to spill.

And every bright neon sign turned into stars,

And the sun and the moon seemed to be ours.

Each road that we took, it turned into the gold,

But the dream was too much for you to hold.

The tears only got closer to dropping from your eyes as you kept singing, just trying to get through the song. You tried focusing on the beautiful music the Covey produced behind you and put your all into your singing.

Now, over and over I keep goin’ over the world we knew.

Days when you used to love me,

Over and over I keep goin’ over that world we knew.

You finished with one last strum of your guitar, and the melodies of Lucy Gray and Maudie Ivory next to you. The crowd erupted in cheers and claps.

“Thank you!” You smiled as the rest of your family joined you, bowing. After saying your goodbyes, you stalked off stage as fast as you could, ignoring the concerned gaze from Coriolanus.

“Your singing was beautiful, I love that song.” Lucy Gray said as she walked beside you. “But I do want to give that boy a stern talkin’ to for makin’ you feel that way.”

You grabbed her wrist. “No, Lucy. Let me talk to him.” She looked at you with raised brows, the pair of you exchanging words with your eyes. Eventually she nodded, stepping forward and letting you walk.

You walked through the corridor that led back out to the dance floor, your eyes looking for that familiar face. But it seemed to be that he found you before you could find him, the man already walking towards you.

You crossed your arms, turning on your heel to walk deeper into the corridor so no one would be around. You knew he’d follow, so you leaned against the wall, popping the gum in your mouth.

“There you are,” He called as he turned the corner, seeing you standing there. He walked over to stand in front of you. “Y/N, that song—”

“Cut the shit,” You cut him off. “What’s been goin’ on with you, Coriolanus?”

His eyebrows furrowed at your forwardness. “What do you mean?”

“I mean you avoidin’ me. You been actin’ weird since the lake, Coryo.” You sighed, pushing yourself off the wall to get eye to eye with the man before you. “If this is about what I said about runnin’ away..”

He rubbed his temple, staying silent.

“Coriolanus, do you expect me to enjoy life here? Watchin’ people get hung every other day, scared for my own damn life? My families lives?” You threw your arms out, scoffing. “Why would I want to stay?”

“Because of me!” He cut off your rant with a whisper yell. “I wanted you to want to stay, with me. Or.. come with me to the Capitol.”

“You know how I feel about that.”

“I know. And I wish I could change that.” He stepped forward a bit. “Because I don’t want to be away from you, Y/N.”

Your eyes softened. “Coryo, I don’t want to be away from you either. Hell, I’ve been thinkin’ about you for weeks just because you didn’t talk to me,” You bitterly laughed at your own foolishness. “But, look, if this is gon’ cause a problem between us, then maybe we should just call it off here, ‘cause even if it’ll hurt like hell, if we don’t got trust in each other then we got dirt.” You shrugged, even though the words you spoke felt like a dagger to the heart.

“No.” He shook his head immediately, his hands reaching out to grip your hips, almost seeming to make sure you wouldn’t run. “I’m not letting you go, no. Definitely not over this.”

“Then what do you want from me?” You asked, your eyes flickering between his. “You iced me out for 2 weeks because of what I said, then when I give you a solution, you say no?”

“Because that solution is us not being together.” He said, firmly. “That is the last thing I want. This whole thing started because I’m afraid of being away from you, Y/N.” He finally admitted.

You sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me that? We could’ve worked this out together.”

His hands slid up your body to cradle your face. “I was afraid. I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean for this. I didn’t mean to hurt you,”

You looked down. “You scared me, you asshole. I thought you didn’t want to be with me anymore.”

He frowned, tapping softly on your cheek to get your attention back onto him. “I’m sorry I made you feel that way, I always want to be with you. We will figure this out, I promise you that. I.. I’m just not good with talking about things with people, y’know…”

A soft smile spread over your face. “Yeah, I know. Just.. talk to me next time, okay? I hate when we don’t talk.” You said, walking into his arms.

He sighed happily at the contact, nuzzling his face his your hair to inhale your scent. “I will, my love.” He sighed, pulling back and licking his lips. “That song, though, it was beautiful. What is it called?”

You continued to smile. “You didn’t figure it out? It’s called ‘The World We Knew’ and, before you even ask, yes, it’s about you.”

His smiled slowly faded. “I made you feel that way?”

You swallowed, your smile gone as well. “Coryo.. these past two weeks, I thought it was over between us. When I wrote that, I was trying to come to terms with it.”

“Well, now you know that we’ll forever be in that world we apparently knew.” He joked, making you giggle.

He leaned forward to place a loving kiss on your lips, causing you to moan against his lips. He pulled back at the noise, looking at you with a smirk. “I have just the idea to make it up to you,”

You laughed when you saw that glint in his eye, kissing him again. “Show me what you got, big boy.” 

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 10)

“Thank you Mrs. Rayn!” N shouted back into the nursery, holding a large container of oil in his hand as he began to walk out of the door, but the old drone clapsed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

“Just a moment N” She began, and he was surprised she'd been able to catch him so quickly with her bum leg, he turned and looked down, a curious look on his face.

“Yes Ma’am?”

“Uzi mentioned to me you live in that pile of corpses outside, is that right?” He blinked, taken aback for a moment at her question.

“The spire? Yeah, V and I both do.” He replied, almost confused, he had assumed that was common knowledge…unless she was worried about his hygiene!

“Oh! If this is about Tera Uzi taught me to sterilize my hands and arms before touching her, so there's no need to worry!” He beamed, making a gesture as if to reassure her.

“That is good to know, but that's not what I was worried about… do you, like it there? It can't be comfortable.” She asked, looking almost concerned for him, that was new, he wasn't used to that from anyone but Uzi.

“I mean, it keeps me out of the sun, and I've made it pretty soft! So I don't have any problem with it!” He explained happily, although he would admit, with V either gone or distant, and him spending most of his time now with Uzi, the spire was beginning to feel barren.

“Hmmm, still, a pile of corpses is no place for a young man to live, especially not one he's taking girls too…” He cocked his head to the side in confusion. Girls? V already lived there… unless she was talking about Uzi? Yeah she'd spent the night a couple more times since the first time. But it wasn't like he was trying to show it off to her.

Should he be?

“Mrs. Rayn? What do you mean by that?” He asked nervously, a few digital drops of sweat falling down his visor.

“I mean, for Robo-Gods sake, if you want to entertain your girlfriend, I wouldn't do it in a spire made from her peoples corpses.”

He felt his core jump up into his throat, his tail stiffen, and his face alight with a golden blush.

“Uzi's not-uh- we're not together… like that!” He exclaimed, and he didn't like how unconvincing he sounded, his voice cracking like he was back at the manor, trying to get out of trouble.

But she did have a good point. Uzi probably didn't want to be around a spire made of corpses of her own people. Crap, he really was clueless. And suddenly felt incredibly guilty with how he may have made her uncomfortable.

Mrs. Rayn looked unconvinced, crossing her arms and lifting her brow in a questioning manner, huh, is that where Uzi picked that up from?

“But you do have a point… I didn't think of that.” He mumbled, making the older drone shake her head and sigh.

“N you're a sweet boy and you don't deserve to sleep outside. Why don't you talk to Khan about getting you a room in the bunker?”

He thought about it, and while on one hand that sounded really nice. On the other…

V was there, at the end of the hallway watching Mrs. Elliot as she disciplined another worker drone, and by discipline, he meant destroy, driving her high heel into the back of it's neck, severing it almost instantly. But not quick enough to stop it from seizing and gasping for air as it's vents were cut off from power.

She jumped when she felt N's hand on her shoulder, fear dancing in her white eyelights for a split second before she smiled warily, adjusting her glasses.

“You good?” He asked, looking over her shoulder to make sure Mrs. Elliot wouldn't come their way, thankfully, she walked down another hall. Heels clicking.

“Y-yeah, just…” She looked back at the corpse of the worker drone, leaking oil onto the floor and likely staining the floorboards with black permanently.

“It's gonna be alright, we just have to listen, and Tessa will keep us safe, she always does.” He replied, his hand sliding down her arm to meet hers, and his other going up to adjust her glasses again, as they threatened to fall off. Both drones looked away and blushed, he quickly released her, core full of butterflies.

“A-and you won't leave me alone? Right?” She stammered, still looking slightly scared, taking a step towards him as if begging him to stay with her.

“Of course not, I'll always be here.”

He'd be leaving V alone in the spire, and as much as she'd been distant lately, he couldn't quite bring himself to break that promise from so many years ago. Regardless of the different circumstancew that they found themselves in now.

“I would have to think about it… but thank you for the suggestion.” He replied, feeling incredibly conflicted about it all.

He really needed to talk to V.

“You're welcome, now run along, I'm sure Uzi is getting impatient by now.” Rayn smiled at him kindly, waving him off as she hobbled back behind the counter, leaving him to head back out of the nursery.

Where Uzi was now deep in a conversation with Thad, she was leaning against the wall, her arms crossed but smiling at him, nodding her head along with whatever the drone was saying.

For a split second, he felt a sudden urge to interrupt their conversation, preferably by pulling Uzi into a hug and away from him. Before he stopped that train of thought. Thad was a good guy, and they were bros, he had no reason to protect Uzi from him. Especially when he was one of Uzi's only friends here.

And yet, he for some reason wanted to keep him away. And he wasn't sure why.

“Hey Thad!” He called out, repressing those weird feelings and replacing them with the thought of hanging out with two of his closest friends! That sounded nice!

“Hey N and M's! How's it hanging?” Thad responded, his voice slow and cool as usual. He held out a fist bump, which N happily returned.

“Just hanging out Thad, it's kinda all we do now.” Uzi responded for him, seemingly still wary about anyone finding out about her trips to the nursery.

“Right right. Anyway, I wanted to see if you two wanted to come to a party at my place. Don't know the details yet, just getting a read, ya know?” He asked, looking between them.

They looked at each other, neither used to being invited to anything, before N broke the silence for both of them.

“Heck yeah! We missed the last one, that whole thing was kinda crazy.” He beamed, making Thad smile and laugh.

“Awesome! Zi has my number, I'll text you the time and place yeah?” He turned to Uzi who just rolled her eyes and nodded.

‘Sweet! Hey, gotta run, Lizzy’s blowing up my phone. Something about her dad.” He waved them off with a salute before running off. Uzi turned to him with a grimace.

“Hey, we didn't discuss that! How'd you know I'd even want to go?” Her arms were crossed, and she looked almost pouty. Cute.

“What do you mean? You seemed so excited when he invited us last time!” He replied, an innocent smile on his face.

She grumbled, looking embarrassed.

“Shut up…”

He laughed, knowing she wanted to go but didn't want to admit it.

“Did you get the extra oil?” She asked as they began walking side by side in the hall, garnering a few odd looks from passersby, from either N being a disassembly drone or Uzi being herself. It was hard to tell.

“Yep!” He happily handed her the container the contents sloshing around.

"Sweet. Thank you N.” She brushed her hand against his arm and he blushed, feeling electricity travel through his arm straight to his head.

“N-no worries!” He stammered “Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean last time you pushed it, you hurt yourself.”

He was concerned, the solver was a powerful tool but one that seemed to take a lot out of her if overused.

“That's what the oil's for. N, I need to master my powers. The longer I don't understand it, the more danger I put you and V in.” She replied, her mind seemingly made up, although N was still rather unconvinced.

“And that's why you're here… you were able to bring me out of it last time. Why not now?” She finished, using a much softer tone that went straight to N’s core and he suddenly couldn't find the will to argue.

She quickly opened the front door of her apartment, only to find Khan already there at the table, reading a book about mechanics and drinking coolant.

“Hello Mr. Doorman!” N greeted cheerily, giving him a small wave as he stepped inside. Khan jumped slightly, startled. Before forcefully calming himself.

“N, hello.” He greeted, turning to his daughter, who still had a look of disdain written all over her face.

“What's the container for dronelette?”

Aww, that was actually kinda cute.

“Project N is helping me on. No big deal.” She waved him off, but instead Khan clasped a hand on N's shoulder. Stopping him from following her to her room.

“Before you get too far into your uh “project.” I'd like have a word, man to man.” N froze up, glancing back at Khan and then to Uzi, who looked equally as confused, she shrugged. Then made a gesture to tell him to go ahead, before shutting the door.

Kinda felt like deja-vu.

“Yes Mr. Doorman?” He turned to face the older drone, who had strolled back to his seat, motioning for N to take the one in front of him.

Reluctantly, he did, feeling the prickle of nerves on the back of his metallic neck, he played with his own fingers nervously, looking up and around and anywhere but into the eyelights of his best freinds dad.

“I know you and my daughter have been visiting the nursery.” Was the next thing out of his mouth, and N felt his tail stiffen behind him.

“Oh… well yeah, she needs oil now and she's not getting it from me so…” He was a horrible lair, he hated being dishonest, hence why every lie he'd ever told was lying by omission.

“Tera. I know about Tera.” He gulped, yeah no he couldn't exactly lie and say he didn't know what he was talking about now.

“Y-yeah?” Was all he replied with, sitting up straighter, a voice in the back of his mind telling him “Fix your posture! Before you get in trouble!”

Khan was silent for a moment, taking another sip from his mug, the digital creases on his face seemed to become more pronounced.

“You aren't… planning to adopt her are you?” He asked simply, although N could tell he had wanted to say more, but held himself back.

“No. We just…” He faltered, not knowing how to dance around the fact that it was Khan that influenced Uzi's decision to start visiting, because she felt abandoned by him, because she was.

So he simply didn't. Feeling like perhaps Khan should know exactly how Uzi felt about him, if he didn't already

“You left her for dead.” He said quietly, a timbre to his voice that had never been their before, something a little rough that sounded a little bit too much like J in his opinion.

“Uzi felt abandoned, by you, by the colony.” He felt unsure about this, but something in him implored him to keep going. Just because he respected the man didn't mean he wasn't angry with how he'd treated his daughter, and made her feel like nothing.

She wasn't nothing, she was…everything.

“She didn’t want that little girl to feel the same way you made her feel. Mr. Doorman.” He finished, he hadn't realized he'd stood up slightly until he sat back down, he felt a little lightheaded, like he'd channeled something long buried.

Khan looked like he'd just seen a ghost, he stared at N for a moment before looking down and burying his head in his hands.

“I know…” His voice was so meek, N immediately felt terrible, but he didn't say anything, only looked to the side to give the drone a moment to compose himself, his arms were crossed, he felt powerful, and he didn't like it.

“What I did to her…” He began, leaning back into his chair, looking almost soulless.

“I cut her out of my life after Nori died, I didn't want her to see her old man fall apart.” He explained slowly, his voice box scratchy, as if he was about to cry.

“She was my everything, Nori was. Keeping me on track, on time, without her I wouldn't know where I put my head at.” He chuckled sadly, sighing and closing his eyes, lost in the memory of his wife.

“But when she wasn't around anymore, so many things fell to the wayside. Including our daughter…” He voice was almost a whisper but N could still pick up every word. He wasn't sure where this was going…

“That's no excuse for what I've done.” He finished, seemingly steeling himself. He cleared his throat, and trained his eyes on N.

“You have been there for her in every way I wasn't, and I'll always be grateful for that. I know my daughter is too, with the way she talks about you.”

“Uh, she talks about me?” He felt himself blushing, turning away from Khan for a moment so that he wouldn't notice. He wasn't sure he was entirely successful however.

“When she talks.” Khan chuckled.

“So you aren't planning to adopt?” He reiterated, looking much more relaxed in front of the disassembly drone than before.

“I… no.” Why did he sound so uncertain? He was only 19, he surely wasn't so attached already, was he?

“You don’t sound sure.” Khan pointed out, and N shook his head.

“I live in a tower of corpses.” He said with a tone of seriousness, taking what Mrs. Rayn said earlier to heart. He just hadn't thought anything about it, he was so used to it, but now it was starting to make him question if he or V even needed to be there.

“Right, I'd almost forgotten…” Khan looked slightly taken aback before nodding, motioning to Uzi's bedroom door.

“Didn't mean to keep you so long, go on, make her happy.” He smiled, and N couldn't help but think he meant more than just spend time with her much more.

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[lunatic-pudge]

Hi, I was wondering if you could do a Platonic Tf2 crew x reader who struggles with S/H. I totally understand if you don't take my request but I think it could be good for others who see's these characters as comfort characters.

Many thanks

-Springy

Gotta be honest, I've been slacking with asks but I felt like I needed to make this one cause:

1.) I relate to it, especially since I've been going in a downward spiral recently

2.) I can use this as a chance to talk about the Mercs and their mental health as well. Not only have some of them had such terrible childhoods, but also killing your doppelganger and dying constantly in a neverending cylce has gotta be absolutely damaging to their mental health, especially the first time they respawned

So yeah, this is gonna have a huge TW on it. So please proceed with caution. If this is something you aren't comfortable with reading, please don't. Take care of yourself. <3

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Mercs and (Platonic) Reader who Struggles with Self Harm

Scout:

-Now with Scout, he'd try to be a comforting person, but it's gonna be hella awkward. 

-I full believe this poor thing has some self-esteem issues, so he'd very understanding in that aspect. But as for SH, that's where he's kinda lost. Why would his best friend wanna hurt themselves? Why do they feel the way they do about life and themselves when they're such a cool person who's put up with hum for so long?

-This would definitely be one of those times where he puts his ego away, removes the cocky facade, goes from Scout to Jeremy. A boy who grew up with no Father, bullied by his older brothers, and learned that the only way to get away from his problems is to run

-He may not be good at talking about his problems, or giving you advice, but he knows how to put a smile on your face. Scout would do everything in his power to make you smile and laugh.

-He would be wanting to spend more time together as a way to help you with SH. He views it as, "If I spend time with them and get their mind off everything, then they won't wanna hurt themselves" sort of thought. I had it but immediately forgot, I'm sorry :(

-But yeah, Scout's trying. He's not good with these thing but he would genuinely wanna help you. He knows life sucks and things aren't easy. But he wants the best for you and just wants you to be happy

Pyro:

-Now Pyro is interesting to me. I fully believe that they are one of the few Mercs who self-harms, but no one knows cause they never talk about it and are constantly wearing such thick and concealing clothes all the time, even in the worst of heatwaves. And even then, if they did show skin and showed some SH marks, no one would really be batting an eye, maybe Medic and Engie being the only exceptions

-So when you come to them for comfort, they would panic. They don't like that their friend is hurting themselves and they would be at a loss for words. The only thing they'd know what to do in the moment is give you a big hug, maybe even shed some tears with you

-After some time though, Py would open up about their own SH, they probably wouldn't be comfortable with showing their scars though. If you have any fresh injuries, they'd clean you up, being rather knowledgeable on first aid care

-They would let you vent out any and all frustrations. Trying to offer help when they can, even if some of it is concerning. Pyro knows better than any other Merc with what it's like to have such a deteriorating mental health, so they'd be very understanding of how you feel and such

-They'd probably wanna trying helping each other going SH-free. Words of encouragement, being there for each other when things get rough, setting milestones and giving gifts when those milestones are reach, etc.

-There would be some bumps in the road, but Py would be the most supportive friend ever. They want the best for you, no matter what. And maybe this is even the start of them being able to get the help they need and get better

Soldier:

-Now Solly is dense. He wouldn't grasp it at first. Like, you'd say it, he'd go "Huh?", and then as you're repeating yourself, it dawns on him what you said and he's immediately springing into action.

-He's definitely got some PTSD and paranoia. You've seen how he lives in the WAR comic, and in the main comic, you see how quick he is to snap necks, accuse people of being Commies, thinking that there's listening devices around, etc.

-So with him, I see him as someone who unintentionally suicidal?  I don't know if those are the words I'm looking for. Like, he believes that his whole purpose in life is to fight for his country and die on the battlefield. I don't think he could handle dying any other way. Solly's ready to give up his life for his country, at any cost, no matter what

-He's kinda like Scout in the sense that he isn't the best at comforting. He is very good at giving motivational speeches and trying to hype you up. Though, he might sound mad at you for self-harming, he isn't. Yeah, he's upset, but he's not mad

-He'd make you go to Medic to have any wounds taken care of. He'd be like a loyal dog and stay by your side, ready to fight Medic if he asks a question that might make you uncomfortable

-He would have you come to him any time you feel like you're gonna hurt yourself so he can help take care of you. He'll get you anything and everything you want, no matter what. He wants to make you feel comfortable and safe. Hell, he'd even kill for you if asked, even if you're just his friend

-If he can't be available for you, he'd ask Demo to go check on you. Demo wouldn't know why though, he just thinks that Soldier wants to make sure you're okay. But he does trust that Demo would keep you safe when he can't be there

Demoman:

-Gonna be honest with ya, Demo would probably cry if you told him that you SH. He would feel so horrible and wouldn't know what to do other than to hand you some alcohol and drink your woes away

-Demo had a rough childhood, I don't think he had ever been able to accept the fact his bio parents were so quick to abandoned him and take him back one he start honing in on his demolition skills.

-I can see him as someone who has self-harmed before (if you don't count the alcoholism), but it was only when he was younger, like as a teen. Though, you can count the alcoholism as him self-harming, cause technically he's slowly killing himself that way. He's only gonna be a Merc for so long, and Medic can only do so much. So if being a Merc doesn't kill him, it's gonna be Cirrhosis of the liver that does

-So he'd be understanding of why you hurt youself. He'd let you tell him everything, being a listening ear and offering help and advice. Afterwards, he'd take you out to destress, whether it be hitting up the bars or blowing stuff up.

-He may be drunk almost all the time, but he knows how to give good advice. He's a master at comforting and his hugs are to die for. He'd drop everything he's doing to help you if you're having a bad mental health day. He WILL make sure you're okay. He'd even stay up all night with you if that's something you  need

-And my last point in Soldier's applies here as well. If Demo can't be around when you need someone, then he sends Soldier to help fill in the void. He'd probably tell Solly to check on you and make sure you're safe from the Commies or something. But even then, he and Soldier are great friends and would help each other out no matter what, even if it's heelping another friend in need

Heavy:

-Heavy may not be good with his words (in English cause it really do be a struggle), but his actions make up for it. He's another merc who will get you anything and everything you want if it means making you feel better

-If anyone knows what it's like to have a rough life, it's Heavy. Growing up in a prison cause of his Father speaking out against the government, losing said Father, having to become the man out the house at such a young age, and taking such a dangerous job overseas to help support his Mother and sisters. He knows how rough it can be

-Homie know how to be there for a person. Though, he might ask Medic for help on this situation cause he's never been one to SH so this is new territory for him. But he's trying his best though!

-I don't have much to say for Heavy. He's more of an action person rather than a word person. He's fine with even just sitting in silence and reading if that's what you want. He truly does want the best for you, even if he doesn't show it

Engineer:

-He's such a dad friend. For real for real. Where was this man when I was a child?

-He helps Pyro through their episodes so he's very much ready to help you. If you have a specifc way you like to be comforted, he's right there to help. If you need to vent, he'll take you somewhere private so you don't have to worry about prying ears

-Now with Engie, I'd say he has a decent upbringing. I don't think he'd be one to SH either. even though he literally cut his own hand off... But he really is one of the more "sane" Mercs. So while he has never SH, he know that there's reasons people do it and how to help them through it

-Plus have you heard his voice?! It's as sweet as honey. So imagine him conforting you with that voice of his! Telling you how you're such an amazing person, how things will get better, and how he'll always be there for you. For real, I'm an Engie and Sniper voice defender til the end!

-Again, in my very biased opinion, he is the BEST, MOST PERFECT person to go to for help/comfort. You know that if he can help Pyro, he can help you. He's the perfect person ever, platonically and/or romantically

Medic:

-Immediately goes into doctor mode. Checking you're wounds, cleaning up any fresh one, asking about what is causing you to do this to yourself. It's all clinically at first

-If you need any anti-depressants or anti-anxiety meds, he'll give them to you, though it will be under his supervision cause he wants to make sure you're safe. Don't ask how he got them. Just trust him

-Medic is another Merc who's had it rough. He is very well aquainted with SH. Though I also do see him doing it for sexual reasons but I ain't gonna get into it. Let's just say that Medigun comes in handy quite a bit.

-He'll become more observant with you. Paying attention to even the littlest of details. He'll become more observant during routine checkups, making sure you aren't hurting yourself. But if you do, he'll patch you up and tell you it's okay.

-He may be a mentally unstable man who will put a baboon uterus in you for his own "research" (making mpreg real) but he does mean well and will want the best for you. He'll even let you take your anger and frustrations out on a cadaver if it means you not hurting yourself

-Homie's got his doves ready to help comfort you as well. They're his emotional support animals  :D

-This goes for all the support class, they're all good people to go to if it's late at night and you need someone to go to. None of them know what a normal sleep schedule is so they're perfect to go to and just hang out with them, talking or not

Sniper:

-Poor thing would feel for bad when he finds out you SH. He wouldn't even know what to say at first. Offering an awkward pat on the shoulder and to hang out in his camper

-You gotta give the poor thing time to digest all this info. He's also one that's not good with words. He'll tell you that it's gonna be okay. He'll try to help and offer some advice. But again, he's very unsure of what to do and say in this situation. He doesn't wanna make things worse or have you angry at him

-Poor baby was such an outcast his whole life. He may claim that he's used to the isolation, but god when those moments of loneliness hit, it hurts. So he definitely knows what it feels like to be lonely.

-But as for SH, that's where he's kinda lost. I don't think he's ever been one to SH. I just ain't really seeing it, to be honest. You might need to help him understand it all. Once he knows what to do to help, he's a very helpful friend

-He's always available to be there for you. You wouldn't have to say anything to him for him to know why you're there. Whether it be in his camper or his nest. It's not hard to find him

-He'll take you out on a little getaway if you want. Sometimes you just gotta get away from everything, and he's more than willing to help you with that

Spy:

-I'd say Spy is by far one of the most understanding in this scenario

-I've said it in my SWF alphabet with him, he SHs, whether he still actively does it or not, I'll leave it up to you. He's very knowledgeable in this area of life. He might show you some of his scars if he feels comfortable enough

-Definitely someone who had a rough upbringing as well. I see him as someone who grew up poor with parents who could care less for him. It is still something that effects him.

-Usually he takes the stress away with chain-smoking and drinking. Yeah, he knows he shouldn't, but with how long he's been doing it, he'd rather not deal with the withdrawls and such.

-He's good at being a listening ear and giving some solid advice. Being his age, he's been through quite a lot. He's rather surprising with how he handles the situation. He'll let you hide away in his smoking room and drown your sorrows away with some alcohol.

-Don't expect any sort of physical comfort from him. He doesn't like being so touchy with people. Just please don't touch him, okay? Okay

[milkykotek]

desired boyfriend: my success story

there's this guy i like. and guess what? he likes me back: here's my success story and how it happened.

what happened?

i'm specifically not going into details regarding our story, since it's a long one. there were multiple third parties involved, and i managed to manifest each one of them out of my sight. we had chemistry going on even before i decided to conciously manifest, and i only made our love bloom. everything is possible.

what helped me?

i kept on annoying my friends about him (and still do). i told them about how it looked in the 3D. i vented, but i also told them about how our good times looked like, and how i wanted them to look like - i kept this "balance". the best part was they listened and supported me thorough it all. i affirmed a lot. i used subliminals and manifested, made sure to spend time with him and chat. i visualized - us both living together happily, us sharing happy memories, us hanging out. even when i wasn't conciously manifesting, i knew i was still doing that - we manifest all the time, no matter what, and my desire was to be his boyfriend. and so, it worked.

how long did it take?

actually, not so long. it was hard for me to understand at first, but as i learnt more about the 4D and law of assumption, i realized that i'm the only one who controls the outcome.

to sum it up, here are some tips from me:

surround yourself with positive people. yes, this one may seem like something more fitting law of attraction, but having people's support helped me believe in my affirmations more. for me, affirming while having someone i can always come up to about a problem is easier; while having support. remember though that your current situation doesn't matter while manifesting, nor do emotions. this is simply what worked for me. you don't have to constantly affirm. you manifest regardless. i didn't always have time nor energy to conciously affirm. i had my desire in the back of my mind, and i continued to affirm subconciously. you can call it "taking a break" from affirming, but in reality, you affirm all the time; you manifest all the time. just think about what you want and here - you have it already. it's as simple as that. try different methods. there are a lot of different methods of manifesting. each one works and there are no rules to it. you may find it easier to manifest via scripting, and someone else will prefer subliminals. manifesting isn't hard, and the method you choose is only for your comfort. the 3D isn't real. remembering this fact definietely helps while manifesting. sometimes, we don't constantly see our results in the 3D, and that's only because we assume we don't - in short, try thinking about the 3D as your mind playing tricks on you. only you know what's real and what isn't, and whenever you will experience something unwanted, simply don't accept that. "it never happened", change the story to how you want it to go. did you lose your book? actually, you didn't, and you just found it. is there a third party involved? "they don't exist in my reality". is he not the version of him you want? change it then. manifest him to be the perfect boyfriend you could dream of. (of course, it applies to all genders.)

terminology: 3D, 4D, law of attraction, subliminal, affirming, visualizing, scripting *the terminology will be updated with resources.

[yusume-the-writer]

Hello! I don't know if this is where I'm supposed to ask... About your Villain's day off post, I don't see any with that character so.. Could you please write fluff hurt with comfort for a female reader with Carpaccio Luo Yang pretty please? 🥹

Curse Cupid and win a date

Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Fem Reader

Request made by Anon, I hope you like it and I'm sorry for the delay

Not to mention that this was my third request about Carpaccio, he is gaining a lot of fans hehehe~

I was really inspired by this one, maybe reading stories about boyfriends and your best friends on Reddit helped...

Genre: Hurt from ComfortWarning: Swearing (Just once), bad boyfriends

Summary: (Name) wanted to go on a Valentine's Day date with her boyfriend, but it seems like he would rather spend time with his friend making her decide to break up, so she went crying about her terrible romantic life, but it seems like someone it was there... But don't worry!!! He asks her out!

It was supposed to be a perfect day....

Today was Valentine's Day and (Name) wanted to spend time with her boyfriend on a very romantic day!

But.....He was busy....with his best girl friend....

Apparently they have a ritual of spending Valentine's Day together and they do it to the letter.

And it seems that even though he has a girlfriend he PREFERS TO SPEND VALENTINE'S DAY WITH A FRIEND, VALENTINE'S DAY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT BOYFRIENDS AND NOT FRIENDS IF YOU WERE TO SPEND TIME WITH YOUR FRIEND IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ON BEST FRIEND'S DAY *ahem* (Name) couldn't believe it

And of course she is not a girlfriend that prevents her boyfriend from having female friends or even a female best friend if he himself understands that his girlfriend is a priority.

But the problem was that he put his best friend first in everything.

Do we have a date at the amusement park? Let me call my friend since she's sad. Is there an item that (Name) really wants? I'm going to buy it for my friend since she deserves it. Shall we go shopping? Let him call her to accompany him and blah, blah, blah

(Name) couldn't take this anymore and to make matters worse, every time she vented about it he responded

"You're just being very dramatic" He says while staring at you with disdain

Here was (Name) and his boyfriend in an Easton hallway

(Name) wanted to spend Valentine's Day with her boyfriend but he was busy with her best friend, again...

And when she went to complain, he just says this

"Now if you leave me alone, I'll go see Amy" He says as he turns his back to (Name)

"If you're going out with her today, we're done!" (Name) says angrily as she sees her boyfriend stop

Maybe he would change his mind-

"Don't be like that, I'll take you on a date later" And that's all he says without turning to her and leaves

'Forget it...he hasn't changed his mind...' (Name) thinks about staring at her now ex-boyfriend

"We're done!!!" (Name) screams at the top of her lungs to make the whole school hear her and so she turns around and runs away trying to hold back her tears

And now here was (Name) crouched in a place forgotten by the students crying on her knees as she remembered the past events

She was a mess, there was a lot of crying that perhaps could fill a river, there was snot and snot that came down from her nose and went into her mouth making her spit and cough to get it out.

She looked like a crybaby only a thousand times worse

Suddenly (Name) lifts her head from her knees and faces the sky and tries to catch her breath.

"CUPID I HATE YOU!!!!" (Name) scream as soon as she catches her breath and continues to cry

"*SNIF* ARE YOU SHOVING THOSE ARROWS WHERE THE FUCK? *SNIF* DID YOU KILL YOURSELF OR SOMETHING?!?! *COUGH*" (Name) continues while trying to get the phlegm and snot out of his mouth "YOU USED YOUR ARROWS TO DID YOU KILL YOURSELF?!?!? *SNIF* *COUGH* *COUGH* *SNIF* AHHHHHHHJHH" (Name) still didn't realize that someone was getting close to her

"...(Name)....?" An unknown male voice appears causing the (h/c) girl to turn her head that could overcome the speed of light

Standing in the flesh was Carpaccio Luo-Yang with an expression that could resemble surprise as he stared at (Name)'s shrunken, crying form.

This was the worst thing that could happen to (Name), a close friend, facing her in her vulnerable state.

Suddenly the surprised expression changes to seriousness as soon as he sees (Name)'s condition.

"What happened...?" Carpaccio says in an angry tone as his face deepens into a frown.

(Name) trembles when she hears that tone of voice coming from him, and of course she's seen him angry about other things but this was completely different

It seemed like he was going to do something much worse than death to the point where his victim was begging to die.

"(Name)..." His face is suddenly closer to hers, making her jump in surprise and fear so she is a little bit away from him

Carpaccio didn't seem to like this little distance but he didn't say anything and continued to stare at her, wanting an answer.

"I....I broke up with him....." (Name) finally says something that surprises Carpaccio by the fact that she is single

"But why did you break up with him on Valentine's Day?" Carpaccio asks as he tilts his head to the side

If it weren't for the moment she would tease him by calling him kitten

"He was an asshole the whole time so I decided I wasn't going to accept it anymore and I broke up with him" (Name) summarizes

Carpaccio knew that (Name) wouldn't delve deeper into this subject so he decided to accept it

"And you're crying....because of him?" Carpaccio says as he pats (Name) on the back

"And I was going to cry for a man?!?!?" (Name) scream in disbelief and stare at Carpaccio with eyes that looked like he said the stupidest thing on the entire planet

Carpaccio is surprised by the repeated scream and looks at him with confusion.

(Name) realizing that Carpaccio only asked out of caution for their feelings to feel bad about yelling at him

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scream..." (Name) says as she sighs and puts her face on her knees, hiding her expression from Carpaccio

"It's just that... my relationships never work out, you know" She says in a sad voice without showing her face to Carpaccio "Every time I'm in a relationship something always happens and I realize that I've deluded myself once again. Like me I know that people have lives, friends and family outside of relationships, but it seems that people forget that their girlfriend is a priority, that I am a priority when we date, but every time I vent or try to talk about it, I always It would be dramatic, petty, I'm creating things, they always seem to want to make me the villain?!?" She raises her face and faces Carpaccio and then she raises her hands dramatically

"....But I don't want to be the villain...I just want someone to love me, respect me and understand my feelings or at least try to understand" (Name) continues as she lowers her hands and looks at the ground with sadness "I just want someone who every time I explain that I feel uncomfortable with something or someone and I tell them, they don't get angry and at least put some boundaries with the person and explain why they are so close to it , I don't want them to end a friendship of years unless it's necessary for their health.... but I want them to set limits.... Is that too much to ask?" (Name) says then she decides to stop staring at the ground and look at Carpaccio with sad and frustrated eyes because of this

Carpaccio was surprised by (Name)'s look, he didn't like it

He didn't like it when (Name) was sad because of something, some might know (Name) as someone who liked to get attention, but she wasn't like that at all, (Name) was a sweet person, always trying to make everyone's day. others are amazing, he saw it first hand

"I don't consider you the villain" Suddenly Carpaccio says as he takes his hand and strokes (Name)'s hair, surprising her "For me you will never be a villain, even if you are one I wouldn't mind, you are a kind person who You enchanted me from our first meeting and after that day I could never even stop thinking about you, I often spent days without sleeping or eating properly just because I tried to find the reason why you were so captivating and without realizing it I started to get closer of you but I never found the answer until I realized that it was love and admiration for you that I felt" Carpaccio declares while bringing his forehead closer to (Name) without breaking eye contact

"And because of this love I felt also came the pain of seeing you cry or sad for something or someone who doesn't deserve your sadness, this made me realize why others fear love, because of the possibility of having a broken heart something I've never had" Carpaccio says, closing his eyes and then with his other hand holding (Name)'s hand gently, this act was making her blush even more along with the declaration of love "That's why I'm going to be honest with you.. ." Suddenly he moves away from (Name) without letting go of her hand and then he opens his eyes and looks at her

"Would you agree to go on a date with me?" He asks the question

(Name) was speechless... she didn't know how to react to this confession of love she received from her friend

That was a surprise in itself, one of the most beautiful boys at the academy declaring herself in a place forgotten by students and teachers at a bad time in her life.

"Carpaccio...." (Name) says "I'll be honest with you, I don't consider myself ready for a relationship at the moment" She says while still looking at Carpaccio for an answer

Carpaccio seems to shrink sadly but doesn't seem to admit it

"However, I want to be able to be prepared to have a relationship with you" She continues surprising Carpaccio "Even if you have always maintained a neutral expression or consider the people around you weak, I can still see a sweet side of you. For I know we can work this out, I don't know how but I feel like we can, but at the moment I'm not ready to have a relationship because it's already ended and it would be weird to start seeing someone after it ends" (Name) speak while Carpaccio has to agree with the last part "Not to mention we don't really know each other's preferences, and I don't want us to be in a relationship just for fun, I want it to be real!" She exclaim

"That's why I want to go on a date and get to know you better" (Name) finishes, surprising Carpaccio

".... So that's a yes to going out with me?" He asks, trying his best to hide his excitement.

"Yes!!" She exclaims with confidence

Carpaccio didn't seem to express it but his atmosphere showed that he was very happy that it could work, if he had a tail it would probably be swinging at a speed that exceeded the speed of light

(Name) couldn't help but laugh at the scene "Hey, so let's go on the date?" She asks as she stands up and faces Carpaccio, still sitting, then she extends her hand to him.

Carpaccio willingly takes her hand and gets up so they both leave the place ready to meet.

[divorcingjimmatthews]

time to inflict my jade and khatri AU headcanons on yall. jhatri AU masterpost

i hadn't thought about khatri in a while and that lovely ask brought back all the khatri thoughts please bear 🐻 with me

khatri is so repressed gay priest coded to me that i actually forget that's not a canon plot point most of the time

to me he's constantly having sexual thoughts about boyd that he is sooo deeply ashamed of, mostly because he believes that boyd is straight and would change the way he sees him if he knew

in any case with the dead wife situation boyd's got going on it's definitely just easier to push any lustful thoughts aside. until jade shows up :)

yall khatri was soo sweet and caring with jade!! and his reaction when jade flirted with him while high? kristi rolled her eyes, boyd slapped him away, but khatri had a fucking experience there, you cannot change my mind

pictured above: what could have been the start of a beautiful relationship if the writers were not so concerned with superflous things like "story" and "plot"

it might have been the first time in his life that another guy openly called him beautiful or looked at him like that. or it might also have reminded him of a boyfriend he had or almost had in his youth. take your pick. both work

also, we cannot ignore that jade is a really attractive guy and that he's literally handcuffed in this scene. it's such a peak meet cute come on look at them. look at their hands

now, i can see khatri going to check up on jade the next morning or a few days later. jade is completely alone after all so i feel like khatri would tell him that he can stop by the church if he wants. jade would just laugh it off and then be like oh you're actually being serious?

but he would go. not for his own sake but because tobey was catholic or something and he was kind of losing his mind when they buried him so he didn't get to give a proper goodbye. khatri does a little funeral service just for him and jade is a mess afterwards

they would sit and talk and khatri would ask him if tobey was his partner and jade would feel safe enough with khatri to explain the complexities of their situationship. khatri would share some of his own memories about loving other men in return

khatri is basically resigned to eternal unhappiness tm but jade is clingy and needy and entitled so he would find excuses to see khatri all the time. i stand by my belief that khatri couldve fixed jade. imo most of jade's bratty attitude comes from being defensive against what he percieves as threats but with khatri i think he would just feel safe to be himself

jade would obviously have a big problem with khatri being resigned to unhappiness tm and i think he would just rope him into projects like he did with jim and tabitha

they would have a lot of discussions about religion where jade would be a total prick but khatri would humor him because jade clearly needs the venting session and because khatri can really use a lighthearted break from his internal monologue of guilt and shame. symbiosis

obviously people would talk because it would make no damn sense. why is a priest going around collecting car engine parts

and indeed a big part of why they're spending time together at all is because they enjoy each other's company. just like with boyd the situation doesn't really work in their favor because jade is not really thinking about anything besides finding a way out of the town

one day some people are looking at them a little weird and jade knows that look so he gets really worked up and yells something like "yeah i'm fucking your priest if that's what you wanna know, can you move along now?"

as soon as he turns back to khatri he realises that he really fucked up, though. once they're alone in private jade apologises and admits that he said that because he kind of wishes he was fucking the priest but "listen, that's not the point, the point is that i'm really sorry, i shouldn't have said that, and i shouldn't have said that here, and... fuck"

"i'm just sorry, alright?" before leaving the church while feeling terrible for having fucked up that bad. sadly i think they... wouldn't really get to fix it? since jade would be getting sucked deeper into the whole visions situation around this time and khatri has the whole deal with sara going on

which is another reason why khatri would shut jade away. maybe jade would go try to fix things and ask to come in and khatri would have to tell him no. because he literally has his best friend's murderer locked up in the basement LMAO

if someone else wants to add to this or sees a way in which it could work please do add to this i am literally so starved and i have so many cute headcanons for them if they were together but i cant see khatri going for it so i just suffer

[mrs-monaghan]

I'm a jikooker and I'm done with the narrative change few bloggers here are doing remarks bday because somehow Jimin couldn't meet JK on his bday and they don't wanna accept that. It's exhausting af. Bloggers especially Kanmom already said JK was busy ON THE day of his bday and Mingyu may have met him at company..now that JK already confirmed he didn't went to work and was lying all day, they are changing their narrative to JK being busy on 31st, which he was and Mingyu went to meet him at home. In both cases according to what Jimin said its crystal clear he didn't saw JK on his bday and WHY ARE WE NOT ACCEPTING IT ???? ok, he used to meet JK for all his previous bdays and ? Does that make Jimin not meeting JK for his 2023 bdah impossible? NOPE.

If he saw JK he would've said i saw him yesterday/today (LIKE HE SAID HE COULDN'T MEET JOON FOR HIS LAST BDAY SO HE DOESNT HAVE ANY PROBLEM IN SHARING WHETHER HE MET OR DIDNT MET MEMBERS FOR THEIR BDAYS). But that didn't happened, He spoke to JK on 31st night and that's it, accept it already. Twitter jikookers already accepted it while bloggers here are still writing essays on how Jimin met JK, when we have ZERO evidence. Is Jm meeting JK for bday, the reason yall believe in Jikook? Now if one day JK come live and say he didn't saw Jimin, then what ? Will they change their narratives again???? "Oh I don't see my partner on bday either" "it's not that deep for long term relationship" they will say, as if now they are not dying on the hill to prove Jimin saw JK 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Can I ask why tf this is so important ? I haven't seen Jkkrs being this invested in what JK does for Jimin's bday. Some years he didn't even wished jimin on sm let alone seeing or giving him gifts..so why is it only Jimin held to a high standards ? In 2021 bday live he said his gift is being shipped and Jimin immediately called out for saying things on cam but not actually gifting him anything. Please stop this clownery when we don't have any evidence in Jimin meeting JK on 1st. If anything, as of now it seems like all Jimin did was to call JK on 31st. And that's OK

My question is why the fuck are you so damn angry?? Also you are venting to the wrong blogger 😂😂 because Jikook did see each other and spend time together during JK's birthday. Out of the 30% of what members tell us, they are leaving out 70%

Mans had just dropped one hell of a loud picture then went live on JK's birthday after setting his watch to Jungkook day. I won't hold it against him for not adding spending time with JK ontop of that. It would have been alot. And unfortunately we don't have a Jin to go quiz JK about who did or didn't visit him.

Sorry anon, but I am among the bloggers you are frustrated with. From my knowledge of Jikook, they wouldn't miss each other's birthdays especially since they were both in Seoul during it.

IF JK or Jimin one day come out and say that they weren't together then fine. But as it stands I'm afraid I believe, they kept up their tradition.

Sorry to disappoint

[ghoulette-knell]

Ghost B.C Kinktober:

October 3rd 🎃🔞

Prompt: Monster AU

Warnings: Siren song attraction; Dom!Rain; virgin(reader); friends to lovers; oral (f receiving); fingering; delayed penetration (sequel chapter down the line??? I think so).

Rain

Fem!Reader

🔞 MDNI 🔞

Word Count: 2,189

The ministry had a very secluded spot. A very beautiful spot. A spot that only you and Rain knew about. You had had a very hard day in particular, and decided to go to this secluded spot to unwind.

The secluded spot was yours and Rain’s haven. The two of you would often come to this place and spill all of your problems out to one another to vent, spend time together, and create an everlasting friendship with the man who means the most to you.

You have always had feelings for Rain, that would never change. You were too much of a coward to tell him how you felt, and you knew Rain was too shy to tell you how he felt. You weren���t stupid— you knew you had Rain wrapped around your little finger just as much as he had you wrapped around his.

You had gone to this secret place today alone, and you hadn’t anticipated Rain to be there already when you pushed past the hanging vines that blocked the walkway. As you dipped further into the safe haven from the ministry, something caught your eye.

In yours and Rain’s space, there was a lovely pond, untouched by humanity. The two of you would often go swimming after hard days of practice with the ministry’s band, Ghost. The water would always soothe your over-used muscles. In this pond however, you saw someone, or something that you didn’t recognize.

“How did you find this place?” you hissed while walking up to the unknown creature… which was when you realized the ‘person’ you were talking to wasn’t a person at all.

The moon illuminated down into the water, and you began shaking from fear. There was some kind of aquatic monster swimming in your pond… a siren!

You backed away, a small scream leaving your mouth as the creature frantically tried to climb on shore, “(Y/N)! Calm down! I won’t hurt you, I promise! It’s Rain!”

You felt the creatures claws grip your arm as it struggled to climb on land. Another scream left your mouth as blood began to cloud your vision.

‘This was it!’ your mind was telling you, ‘This is where I die!’

“It’s Rain,” the creature said with a calmer tone as it noticed how deathly afraid of it I was, “(Y/N), listen to me. I’m Rain. I won’t hurt you.”

That was when you noticed how gentle the siren was being while holding your arm. It’s claws weren’t digging into your skin; forcing you to stay. It’s touch was loving.

“R-Rain?” you asked slowly while looking up into the siren’s eyes, “What do you mean you’re Rain? Rain is my best friend. He would tell me if he was a… a monster! This is one of your siren song tricks to get me to stay with you!”

Your fear enveloped into anger as you yanked your arm from the apparent Rain’s hands while backing away.

“(Y/N),” the beast said while taking a cautious step backwards, “I know things about you that someone who had never spoken to you before wouldn’t know. I know you love to make me flower crowns when we sit here on nice summer days. I know your most favourite food is fried eggs with toast, but only if it’s me who’s cooked them for you. You hate eggs otherwise.”

He takes a deep breath and continues. For some reason, you’re beginning to believe him.

“I know, although you’re a demon from Hell, you’re terribly afraid of the dark. I know you love to listen to classical music while you do house chores. I also know I won’t be able to live with myself if you walk away from me right now. Please, (Y/N). Believe me.”

Tears pooled in your eyes as you took a step closer to the siren… to Rain. Your hand reached out and touched his scaly cheek; him leaning into the touch.

“You should also know how much I love you,” you whispered while wrapping him into a hug, “Why didn’t you tell me about this? You know I would still be your friend and love you all the same.”

Rain shuddered as a sob threatened to leave his mouth. You shushed him and pressed a reassuring kiss to his cheek.

“You’re so important to me,” the water ghoul whispered while slowly leaving the hug, “I couldn’t risk losing our friendship. I was worried you wouldn’t understand my transformations. If I could control them, I would. I’m so sorry.”

You sighed lovingly and pressed your lips against his. You didn’t expect yourself to do something like this, but you knew Rain needed you right now.

“Please don’t apologize,” you whispered while wrapping your arms around his neck, “You’re still my Rain.”

His scaly arms cupped your face and suddenly kissed you. You squeaked from surprise, but you didn’t struggle. You drifted deeper into the kiss; your eyes fluttering closed as you felt the water ghoul begin to ravenously make love to your lips.

“I’m so pleased that my secret won’t ruin our friendship,” the man whispered while sinking back down into the fresh, clean pond. His hand was clasped to yours as he carefully brought you into the water with him.

Rain looked elegant as he was fully submerged in water. His scales glowed brightly against the water which caused a smile to flow to your lips.

You held your arms out to him and motioned for him to come over to you. He did as requested; splashing over and into your arms.

“I meant what I said earlier, you know? About how I love you,” you whispered while pressing your lips to Rain’s once more, “This whole siren thing has made me realize it, and it made me realize how much I love you no matter what you are or what you do. Rain, please love me the way I want to love you.”

The siren grinned a fanged smirk and pressed his lips hungrily to yours, “I’ve always loved you, (Y/N). I can’t put into words how much you mean to me, and how much it means to me that you love me back… that you love me for who I am.”

Rain’s webbed hands made their way up and under your soaked shirt. Your eyes filled with nervousness as he did this, which caused the water ghoul to hesitate.

“Is this okay?” he asked carefully while removing his hands from your shirt.

You inhaled slightly, took a few seconds, then nodded, “Of course, Rain. I’ve… Ive just never done anything like this before.”

Shock and disbelief washed over Rain’s face as he registered what you were insinuated, “You’re a virgin?” he whispered as a small smile rose to his lips.

You blushed from embarrassment, “Yes. I’ve never met anyone who I was willing to give something as special as my purity to. That is, until I met you.”

Now it was the siren’s turn to blush. His scaly hands returned to your stomach as he rubbed your soft skin carefully.

“I’ll take good care of you, princess.”

You knew he would. The water ghoul slowly began allowing his hands to head under your shirt; his fingers grazing lovingly against your soft skin before settling firmly against your breasts.

You squeaked suddenly at the new sensations that were flowing through you. Rain’s careful fingers were softly massaging your hardening nipples; his teeth softly nibbling against your skin as goosebumps began to appear.

Although you were submerged in the pond up to your chest, you could feel yourself getting wet. It wasn’t just the pond water— it was arousal.

“R-Rain,” you whispered while kissing down his jawline. You were a little embarrassed to ask Rain this impending question.

The ghoul cupped your face lovingly; his amber eyes gazing into yours, “Yes, my love?”

A blush appeared on your cheeks at the pet name. You nervously grabbed Rain’s hand, suddenly bashful. You cleared your throat, “Is it bad to say that I really want you right now. I want everything of yours.”

Your eyes pointed down at his soaked pants. You wanted his everything. His love, and ultimately, his cock.

A devious smile appeared on Rain’s lips as he realized what you meant. The ghoul nodded and kissed you deeply, “There’s nothing wrong with that. I’m absolutely honoured you’re willing to allow me to be your first time.”

Rain gripped your hand lovingly and began leading you towards the shore. You were confused by this for a moment, that was until you realized his intentions. The ghoul was eyeing a flat rock on the shore; the perfect place to breed someone who can’t breathe underwater, unlike himself.

“The rock should be warm. The sun just sat,” Rain whispered quietly while helping you sit up on the rock, “It won’t be too cold on your bare skin.”

You pressed your lips to Rain’s once more. He was truly the sweetest man; always worried about your comfort levels.

“Thank you, sweetheart. This is perfect.”

Without another word, you slowly began to slip your soaked t-shirt over your head. Rain’s eyes bulged out of his head as he saw your hardening nipples through the soaked fabric of your bra. The eager ghoul began pawing at his sex from underneath the water.

“You’re so perfect. So gorgeous.”

You blushed wildly while removing your bra. Rain quickly swam over and began attacking your breasts with loving kissed, bites, and sucks.

You let Rain completely take control. You’d never seen this side of the ghoul before, and you actually enjoyed it. Rain was usually shy and rarely even spoke. There was no way you could’ve ever guessed that Rain would be as dominant and confident in himself as he actually was.

“S-Shit,” you mumbled out while beginning to lay down on the rock; the siren climbing up to meet you as you did so.

His sharpened fangs began to draw a little blood from your sensitive breasts, but you didn’t mind. This actually made the whole act all that sexier.

As Rain continued to kiss and pleasure your breasts, one of his scaled hands made their way down and into your pants.

You hissed in pleasure as one of his webbed hands gracefully brushed your swollen clit; a hand going up to your mouth to silence yourself.

“Feels good?” Rain questioned against your supple skin as he continued to pleasure your clit and breasts both.

You mumbled incoherently into your hand that covered your mouth. Rain just snickered, knowing that was a ‘yes.’

You began to feel a slight pain in your abdomen; an unorthodox pain. It was pleasurable and painful.

Rain smirked in understanding as saw your face begin to contort into multiple different emotions. He decided to speed up the process as he realized you were about to experience your first orgasm from another person.

His webbed fingers dipped into your willing pussy and turned up, causing a scream of pleasure to leave your covered mouth. The siren giggled against your tits as his tongue flicked eagerly over your hard nipple.

“You’re so tight around my fingers, baby. I don’t know if you could handle my cock just yet.”

You groaned in annoyance at that, “I could absolutely take you.”

As you began to talk back, the siren added another finger into your swollen sex, causing your eyes to roll into the back of your head. He then began to thrust his fingers rhythmically into your cunt,

“Don’t talk back to me. I know what’s best for my princess.”

You just nodded your head as wave after wave of pleasure wracked your body. Rain had his pointer, middle, and ring finger inside of your swollen sex. He continued to pump them eagerly inside of you as his thumb made its way up to your clit. He multitasked between massaging your eager clit and thrusting inside of you.

“F-F-Fuck!” you hissed, slamming your eyes shut from Rain’s incredible power over you. You were putty when you were with the ghoul, and he knew it.

“Cum for me, baby,” he hissed while bringing his lips back to yours, “I want to make you feel good. Cum for me.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as the siren gave you permission to experience an orgasm. It was heavenly. Your whole body shook from head to toe, as if all of the muscles in your body decided to seize all at once.

A loud, pornographic moan left your swollen lips. Rain immediately placed his fanged mouth over yours; absorbing your screams into his mouth.

As you came down from your high, Rain couldn’t help but lick your slick off his hands in a very slow, seductive manner; his eyes never leaving yours.

“That was amazing,” you whispered while bringing your lips to his. You could taste your juices on his lips, which made everything so much hotter.

Rain smiled softly and laid down on the rock beside you, “I’m glad you enjoyed, princess. Next time we meet, you get to pleasure me. You had your fun.”

You giggled and curled up into his side, pressing a kiss to his cheek, “Fine by me. I’m getting your cock inside of me next time. There’s no debate.”

“I won’t argue with that.”

[kindheart525]

could you tell us more about Ell and Gio?

I’ll tell you how they got together!

As I have established before, Ell and Giorno have been best friends since childhood. What started as them racing each other through the Smiling Friends headquarters led to them spending time together in everything else they did and becoming close with each other’s families. But for a time, if you suggested to either of them that they could be a good couple, they would have laughed in your face. Ew, that’s practically my family! Boys and girls can be just friends!

But puberty changed things.

Gio was very popular with the girls as a teen. They found him attractive, funny, and charismatic, all traits Ell also admired about him as her best friend. But…she started to feel different around him. On the outside she laughed and joked with him and even acted as his wing-girl, because she really was happy for him. But on the inside was a feeling she couldn’t place. Every time he talked about a new girl that caught his interest she felt a little pang inside, like she was somehow losing him. But she wasn’t, they still spent every day together! Their friendship remained as strong as ever. What was wrong with her?

Ell was jealous.

She wanted to lose her shit and cling onto Gio sometimes. She craved his attention when they were together and couldn’t stop thinking about him when they were apart. The girls he picked were beautiful, the kind that she would have loved too if she wasn’t so fixated on Gio. She couldn’t blame him for pursuing them and she couldn’t blame them for pining after him too. She could see why they loved him. That was her problem, she loved him too, but she couldn’t have him. Not in that way.

The hormones eventually subsided and the angst between them cleared up, but the two never lost their deep fondness for each other. Giorno continued to date and Ell, too, moved on to other guys and gals. They volunteered as each other’s wing-critters, helping each other get dates and picking each other up whenever one went through a breakup or rejection. They had a system that worked for them.

But feelings still bubbled under the surface.

Here they are, both fresh out of bad dates, ruminating together. Venting to each other as any best friend pair does, but they let stuff slip that blurs the lines of platonic relationships. Stuff like:

"That discussion would have been so much easier if I was having it with you.”

“His family fucking sucks, it’s like his mom is in love with him. If I got married I’d rather have in laws more like your family.”

"She did fun stuff with me but she didn’t know how to joke around. I couldn’t really mess with her and I missed having someone mess with me too. You know, like we make each other laugh our asses off all the time. I want that.”

Oh to be a fly on that wall!

They're just so in-tune with each other. Sure, they've had their conflicts as friends, but the miscommunications that plagued many of their other relationships never happen with them because they just get each other. Not that their love for their other partners wasn't real, but when things didn't work out they always found themselves thinking of how much easier it would be if that person understood them as well as their best friend did.

Ell and Gio say all this then just stare at each other, the words lingering in the air, the air is still but flowing all at once

Then Ell reaches over and squeezes his muscular man booby

"Ok do you think we should date then?” “No mate I’m squeezing your boobs platonically—what do you think? Of course I do!”

Oh Gio your muscles are bigger than your brain but we still love you

And the rest is history! After a period of dating and finally getting to enjoy each other as a couple, they didn't take long to get married and start popping out kids. Plenty of couples at their wedding talk about "marrying your best friend" but these two really meant it, which is what makes them such a great team in whatever life throws at them

[takami-takami]

More venting, sowry. Actually embarassing to be doing this with this pfp, bye. Interact (like button) if you read.

Trauma, grief, sui threats, animal harm, abuse (not going to label it. Just assume it's in there). This is kinda long. It's honestly just a trauma dump but I'm just tired of holding it inside. Anyways.

Hiiiiii i'm so fucking stressed ^-^ Re: the situation with my dadddd. ^-^

Uragh. There was a huge argument last night. It's very harrowing living in this house. One day, you spend 2 hours talking someone through "dude this is literally wrong" and they're just... Chipper. Smiling into the phone, "uh, yeah. I know? Why do you think I did it?"

They detail to you exactly how much they want another person to hurt, to suffer, over a slight against them. Over "disrespect." You spend careful effort not to tell them how their actions made the other person cry, in case they find sick satisfaction in that. You listen to them detail the way they feel absolutely no remorse because they are incapable of such remorse. They only cry when recounting their own pain. They never cry for another. When another person cries that's sport, that's "games."

And a few days later, he's smiling asking you how you're doing. And everyone else is "trying" with him. I don't blame them, it's self protection.

Honestly. I think part of the problem here is that I'm just describing This week. Instead of a lifetime. You know?

Because I've sat through my dad telling me how people are pawns. Faceless. I've watched him boast with glee about how manipulative he is, how he wears the title "master manipulator" with pride. How he's the smartest person, how he's above everyone else. Don't mistake this as praise for him. In one of the hundreds of times he's talked to me about this he got six times seven wrong.

But anyways. I've seen how his face morphs into a smile slowly, crawling up his face as he gets me upset.

I'll give an example. One of the many times he basically tried to kill himself in front of us or said he was going to, he explained that the reason why is because he's personally experienced grief, and that's why he chose to do it as a punishment. Specifically so that we could feel the overwhelming experience of pain and anguish. He likes that kind of shit. Makes him feel all vindicated, ya know?

But he provides for us, cuz he cares about us or whatever. I mean, we're "extensions of him and he owns us" and all, if I'm being cynical; but he definitely is capable of love. At least, love the emotion, not the action. The problem lies in that he is physically incapable of feeling empathy, remorse, or guilt. Not having empathy itself is fine, by the way, like tons of people don't have empathy and are perfectly chill people but the problem lies in that he really doesn't have that "off" switch to stop him from doing sadistic things. It's a really bad combination.

I mean I guess there's fear. Of god, of being a bad person, of being like his father. I honestly don't know what's holding him together at this point.

It's just... A lot. Dealing with someone like this as your dad. But things are "better" now. Right? He just terrorizes mom now. He just picks fights now. It's not like "before." When he threatened to slice my pet rabbit up. When he threatened to [redacted] me. When he did something to me I don't want to talk about that I read is actually a war crime. Torture. You know? Stuff like that.

I feel... So much disgust in my body. I feel so much rage and shame. I don't even know why I'm posting this. But anyways.

It'd be an insult to call this "my story" or whatevs because it's nothing like that. I'm just... Tired. I thought I'd be happier not talking about what happened but I'm not. I probably won't feel any happier saying this either. But who knows.

I haven't been able to do my schoolwork. I'm supposed to get it done by tomorrow. I have to leave wednesday for my trip. Haven't done shit all day.

[maggiedelusional]

Superstar (Part 2)

Superstar

Pairing: Rooster x f!reader, (blink and you'll miss it, unrequited) Hangman x f!reader

Warnings: ANGST, good ending promise

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 19.7k (holy sh*t)

Summary:  “I’m no one special, just another wide eyed girl, who's desperately in love with you.”

OR 

Rooster is sure he's in love with this girl. Only problem is, he's never seen or face or know her name

No use of y/n

Based of off Superstar (Taylor's version) by Taylor Swift

Author's Note: See part 1 for my full notes about this piece. Here's Part 2!

You thought having a completely virtual relationship with Bradley was probably one of the most unlikely things that could’ve happened to you but so was being sorta friends with Hangman. 

You just gave clearance to Rooster, Hangman, and Phoenix who was with Bob. They were running a simulation course that had to be achieved under 2 minutes and the pilots were taking their time to get into position. 

Rooster was currently not connected to you as he was talking to Bob and Phoenix about the logistics of the exercise. Leaving you on comms with Hangman.

You texted rather frequently. Obviously not to the same degree as you and Rooster but he was quickly becoming one of your best friends. 

Behind that cocky facade was actually a very funny and thoughtful friend. He let you vent about the frustrations of your situation with Rooster, and he forced you to go out a few times a week to build up your confidence and actually make friends. 

It was really nice to have a friend because prior to Hangman, no knew about your Bradley situation, and it was a relief to finally have someone who knew and didn't judge you for it. 

“What time did you and Bradshaw go to sleep last night?” Hangman asked. 

“Despite your assumptions Hangman, we don’t spend ALL night talking to each other.” You retorted with a huff. 

“Ahh, so after 1 again” He chuckled.

Curse him for being right.

“I’m not talking to you about this Jacob.” You reply with a pout

“So I was right!” He laughed in amusement. 

Before you could reply, Rooster interrupted with an irritated tone. 

“Hey, who said you can talk to my girl Hangman? Get into position, I’ll be there in a sec.” Rooster said gruffly.

“Only because you make it too easy Rooster, see you up there. And I’ll talk to YOU later ATC.” Jake chuckled, smugness dripping from his voice, before he went radio silent. 

“Your girl huh?” You said softly, your voice now missing the joking tone it held just moments before. 

“Was he flirting with you? Why am I even asking, its Hangman, of course he was flirting with you.” You could hear the pout in his voice. 

You giggled at his unfounded jealousy.

“He wasn’t, I promise, we were just joking around.”

“And even if he was, you know I only have eyes for you” You tell him with a smile. 

“Promise Cloud?”

“Promise Brad Brad.”

——————————————————————————————-

You were seated in the Hard Deck with Laura, Lia, and Sara. Finally being considered a part of the group. You were sipping your drinks and laughing about the usual Navy antics that you all saw this week. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket to see no text from Rooster. This was a continuing trend starting earlier today after they landed post exercise. This was strange because Bradley, without fail, always texted you after he’d gotten out of his F-18 and returned to the pilot lounge. 

You were of course worried about him, he was not the type to just disappear without saying anything. Even now, you look across the bar to the dagger squad only to see that Bradley was not with them. You made eye contact with Jake and sent him a questioning look only for him to shrug at you and started tying on his phone. 

Jacob S: Before you ask, I haven’t seen him either.

You: Don’t you all usually leave together? 

Jacob S: Yeah usually, but he was held up today 

You: By what?

Before Hangman could reply to you, you saw the undeniable view of Rooster strutting into the Hard Deck, but he was not alone.

 He had a girl under his arm, she was tall, and built like a supermodel with dark hair and piercing green eyes that you can clearly see the color of even from across the room.

 You felt a weight the size of a bowling settle in your stomach. Who was she? 

“Thats Amanda Sharp.” Sara explained, breaking you out of your thoughts.

“Call sign Rumor.”

“Apparently she is one of the best WSOs in the game, well of course behind Bob, Fanboy, and Halo.” She continued. 

“Why is she here?” Lia asked the question you were thinking. 

“This is not confirmed yet, but apparently she was called back to be Rooster’s back seater for a highly classified mission.” 

That covered the basis of who she was but another question was sitting on your brain. Who was she to Bradley?

“Ladies.” Jake showed up out of nowhere at your table.

“Do you mind if I borrow your friend for a moment?” He asked with his signature smirk pointing to you. 

“Of Course Lieutenant Commander.” Laura replied with soft sigh obviously affected by his charm. 

“Thank you I appreciate it.” He added before he led you to a corner of the bar that didn’t have as many receiving ears. 

“Before you freak out, that girl is Amanda Sharp, or Rumor, she got called here for an assignment with Rooster.” He explained.

“Yeah I’ve been informed of that.”

“Who is she? And why does she and Bradley seem close?” You asked, hoping he had more answers than your ATC friends. 

“I don’t know too much, but apparently shes from here and her and Rooster grew up together….” 

“Childhood sweethearts?” You inquired.

“I have no clue, but thats why I came to talk to you cuz I knew you would freak out.” 

“Freak out? I’m not freaking out. Oh my God! Is that why he hasn’t texted me all day? He was preoccupied with her.” You started pacing while Hangman looked at you in amusement.

“Shh relax, see? What did I say? ” He grabbed your shoulders to stop you from burning a hole on the ground.

“Yes he was showing her around base and we were getting briefed on the mission earlier today, which why we BOTH weren’t texting you earlier. But I’m sure sure you didn’t notice my absence as much as Bradshaw’s right?” He chuckled. 

“Sorry Jake..” You felt guilty at not also noticing your friends’ unresponsiveness. 

“No worries Honey, I’m just kidding.. Mostly.” 

You looked across the bar again, this girl, Amanda seemed to fit right in with their group, joking around with Phoenix and making the other pilots laugh. She was absolutely stunning.

“She’s really pretty..” You pointed out sadly. 

“Oh yeah she’s a smoke show.” Hangman agreed with your observation.

“I’m surprised you’re not over there flirting with her.” 

“Hey! I don’t have the urge to flirt with every attractive woman.” He exclaimed feigning offense. 

You raised a knowing eyebrow at him. 

“Okay you don’t believe me, but I could’ve been turning my charm on you a long time ago and I haven’t.” He rationalized. 

“That’s because you respect Rooster too much, and I’m not even your type.” You laughed at him. 

“Yes despite my better judgement I definitely respect Bradshaw too much.” He admits with a sigh.

“But you’re wrong about the second part, all beautiful women are my type, and last time I checked you honey,  fall under that category.” He corrected you. 

“Thanks Jake..”

You knew that he was just being a good friend, and trying to make you feel better. But you couldn’t help but feel insecure about your standing with Rooster, especially when a woman so beautiful and so suited for him is now within reach. 

You sigh sadly as you look at Rooster and Rumor across the bar, not only do they look good together, even their call signs sound good together. 

Hangman follows your eyes across the bar before putting a hand on your shoulder, rubbing circles on your back with his thumb. 

“Just talk to Bradshaw about it, okay?”

“I promise that nothing can come between what you have.” 

He says before returning back to the pool tables with the rest of the pilots. 

——————————————————————————————-

 You returned home after your conversation with Hangman, telling your friends that you suddenly had felt under the weather and wanted to get some rest. 

You wondered if Rooster was even going to call you tonight. It was part of your routine, your body and your heart expected it at this point. But with the recent developments, should you let yourself hope?

You always knew that this was going to end, Bradley couldn’t wait for you forever. He was eventually going to find his match, one who was not too afraid to show herself to him.And it was finally here, in the form of Amanda Sharp. 

You were preparing yourself for disappointment so you were genuinely surprised to receive a call from Rooster, albeit very much later than when he usually called, but nevertheless, he called you!

“Hey Cloud!” He sounded so excited.

“Hi.” you breathed out, hoping to sound as normal as possible. 

“How was your day?” He asked you. 

“It was okay, missed you today..” 

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry for being MIA, I had a pretty busy day.” He explained.

“That’s fine Brad, what did you do?” You asked him, hoping to not sound like you were prying (even though you already knew why he was so busy.)

“Hangman and I were briefed about an upcoming mission they want us to fly, its not yet official or confirmed but there’s a possibility they need us at some point.” 

He still had not mentioned Rumor, was he purposely trying to hide it from you? 

“Did anything else happen?” You tried your best to not sound accusatory. 

“Not too much, that took up the majority of the day honestly… Oh and Mandy came in today!” He sounded so overjoyed to mention her. 

“Mandy?” 

“She’s a WSO, call sign Rumor, she got called in for the possible mission.” 

You were hoping he would elaborate.

“So you know her well?” 

“Yeah.. we actually grew up together.” 

“Were you friends?” 

“Friends, and we dated for a little while in high school and then again while in flight school.” 

And there it was, the history and connection that you feared that the two shared. 

“Oh.. wow. That’s great, it must be great to reconnect with an old flame.” You forced out, trying to keep your voice from cracking. 

“Hey,, are you okay sweetheart?” Of course your distress would not go unnoticed by Bradley. 

“I’m fine, Rooster.” You insisted even though you were fighting everything in you to keep from crying.

“You know were ancient history right? We broke up before I even entered Top Gun.”

You wanted to trust him and you knew he wouldn’t intentionally lie to you. 

“Okay Bradley, I believe you.”

“Good because you’re the only girl I want.” You smiled, hoping that he was telling the truth.

‘Now tell me what I missed today Cloud.” 

——————————————————————————————-

The next couple of weeks has been… rough for the lack of a better word. Well it was for you, you weren’t quite so sure for Bradley. 

His texts slowly got more and more sporadic, until you only received at most 3 a day, and they almost always had something to do with Rumor.

Brad Brad ✈️🐔: Mandy cooked me lunch!

Or

Brad Brad ✈️🐔: I’m getting a haircut, Mandy says its getting too long.

He still made an effort to call you every night, but they were getting shorter and shorter and later and later, usually because he and Rumor were at the bar or having a movie night or getting dinner together.

Bradley told you they were just friends, and you wanted to trust him. But you were growing more and more anxious about their relationship every passing day. 

You were barely assigned to be ATC for Rooster since Rumor became his back seater, and the times you were, he was completely business and has not said anything outside asking for clearance. 

You would look at the from across the mess hall, or across the bar, or down at the Tarmac and see how comfortable and in touch they were with each other. Hangman would shoot you looks of pity whenever he would catch you doing this. 

Jakey 🤠: You look like a kicked puppy

You: Can you blame me?

Jakey 🤠: They’re just talking shop

You: Didn’t realize talking shop was so funny.

Jakey 🤠: It can be

Jakey 🤠: Just finish eating, and we can drink away the bad thoughts later 

You: I might just take you up on that.

When you were leaving the mess hall, you saw Rumor clinging to Bradley’s arm as they were laughing at something that you unfortunately missed. There’s the brick in your stomach settling in again. 

You were out with your ATC friends once again, trying to distract yourself from the crappy thoughts that were plaguing your mind. You were thankful that the group picked another bar, as you could not spend another evening seeing Amanda and Bradley together. 

“I swear I have no luck dating in this town.” Lia sighed

“It’s impossible to find a Navy man who’s emotionally available and single.” Sara explained. 

“I swear it would be easier to find a needle in a haystack.” 

You nodded in agreement, but keeping your own relationship troubles to yourself. 

“Speaking of Navy men..” Laura turned to you.

“What’s your deal with Hangman?”

“Jake? We’re friends.” You explained to them. 

“You guys seem awfully close.” Lia added with a raised eyebrow. 

“He’s just helping me through some things.” You hoped that this was enough to quell their curiosity. 

As much as you liked these girls, you were not ready for anyone else to know about your situation with Bradley. 

“Are you sure? I swore I saw something there.” Laura stated. 

“Nope, just a platonic casual friendship.” You smiled grateful for Jake’s companionship. 

“If you say so girl.” 

“Oh shit, y’all will not believe what just happened.” Sara exclaimed, wide eyed at something on her phone. 

“I know we should’ve gone to the Hard Deck tonight!”

The three of you stared at her in confusion, while Sara continued jaw slacked, typing on her phone. 

“Well are you going to share with the class?” Laura asked, clearly losing patience. 

“Okay, so my friend who works down in the hangar has been kind of giving me updates about the whole Rooster and Rumor situation.” Sara explained. 

“Situation?” Lia asked. 

“They’re like high school sweethearts or something and also had a bit of a thing at flight school.”. 

“Why'd they break up?” Laura asked. 

“From what I heard, they were assigned to different bases, Rooster in Virginia and Rumor in Texas. They couldn’t make it work with the distance.” 

“Unresolved feelings?” You added with a gulp, all your insecurities from the past couple weeks now culminating. 

“No actually, they decided to be ‘just friends’. And based on what my friend has been telling me these past few weeks, they do seem very much platonic.”

You could feel relief slowly fill you, maybe your worries have been unfounded and they really are just friends.”

“Then why the sudden freak out?” Laura inquired. 

“So my friend is at the Hard Deck right now, and she walked out to the back deck for some air. Guess who she saw out there making out?” 

“No!” Lia gasped. 

You suddenly felt like you just had the air punched out of you.

“So much for being ‘just friends.’” Laura chucked

You felt absolutely sick to your stomach. The whole world felt like it was spinning and it didn’t help that you already had two martinis in your system. 

You stood up, trying leaning on the table to keep your balance.

“I gotta use the restroom.” You excused yourself.

“You want us to come?” Lia asked. 

“No its okay I just need a minute.: 

You walked towards the back, trying to keep your footsteps even and your breathing as steady as possible. 

When you knew you were out of ear shot, you took out your phone and pressed a button on your recently called. The phone rang a couple times before being picked up. 

“Did you see it?” You asked

Hangman sighed before answering. 

“Yes I did.” 

You feel like you’ve been hit by a truck. 

You could no longer hold back the tears. 

“So this entire time I’ve been right to worry.” You sobbed. 

“No, I promise before tonight, they hadn’t been anything but completely platonic.” 

“The rest of us are just as shocked as you.” Jake argued. 

“People don’t just makeout out of nowhere Hangman.” 

It was getting harder and harder to breath as you the flood gates continuously brained themselves. 

“Honey, breath.” Jake was now worried. 

“I just-..”

“Jake, I can’-..”

“Where are you? I’m coming to get you.” 

You told him where you were and he came to pick you up less than 20 minutes later, telling Lia, Laura, and Sara you were having an allergic reaction and needed to get home. 

You spent most of the drive home sobbing your eyes out. With Jake not quite knowing what to do to help you. 

You finally got your breathing back to normal when he parked in froont of your apartment building. 

“I know you’re upset, and you are right to. But I think you need to talk to Bradshaw.” 

“At least let him explain.”

“There is nothing to explain Jake, I was right, there was something there with Rumor.” 

It felt ironic that her call sign was so fitting in this situation. 

“Even if there was something there the entire time, which I honestly doubt, you should at least hear him out.”

“He’s crazy about you, don’t just throw that away.” 

“Okay.” You tell Jake, not sure why, if only to get rid of him and wallow in your own self pity. 

“Call me or text me if you need anything okay?” He tells you before driving away. 

——————-——————————————————————————————-—————

Bradley still called you, you don’t know why. He should’ve been with Amnada right now, letting out the years of frustration from being apart. 

Or maybe the gentleman he was, called to call things off with you instead of leaving you in the dark. You didn’t know which one would be worse for you in this situation.

“I missed you today baby.’ You heard his voice breath out. 

Baby? Why was he talking to you like he didn’t just have his tongue down Rumor’s throat less than an hour ago?

“Is it true Bradley?”

You heard his breath hitch.

“How’d you find out?” He asked, guilt coating his voice. 

“The Hard Deck is not exactly a private place. Everyone on base knows by now.” You answered voice solemn. 

“Please don’t be mad, I can explain.” He stated frantically.

“Explain what Bradley? You and Rumor kissed, I think thats all you can say about it.” 

“You rekindled the old flame.” 

“No you couldn’t be anymore wrong.” he insisted.

“Maybe we had something in the past but I never thought of her as anymore than a friend after I met you.” 

“Earlier at the Hard Deck we were with the rest of the squad playing pool like we usually do and she asked if we could talk outside.” He explained. 

You debated stopping him, avoid hearing the sordid details, but for some reason unknown you let him continue. 

“She told me that the past few weeks made her realize that she still had feelings for me and then she kissed me.” 

“But I swear to you I pushed her away, and I told her that there was someone else and that I just saw her as a friend.

“But not before everyone in the Hard Deck saw.” 

Did you want to believe him? Why would Rooster be stupid enough to push away his breathtakingly beautiful ex girlfriend for you?

He was attempting to make you feel better but the cause of their breakup was being torn apart by distance. And now that they’re back in the same place. What's to stop them from starting again?

“Its okay Bradley, you don’t have to lie to me if you still feel something for her.” You wanted to make this as clean of a break as possible, if he was going to leave you at least you can go with dignity. 

“I already told you Cloud. Theres nothing there.. Its ancient history!”

“I love you!” He exclaimed. 

“Bradley please. You don’t have to say that.”

“But its true. Why don’t you believe me? Why don’t you trust me?” He pleaded.

“That’s not it! Bradley, I just-”

“No you don’t! We’ve been doing this dance for months, and anytime I tell you how I feel, you discount my feelings.”

“Despite everything you still won’t meet me!I still don’t even know your name!” 

“Why don’t you let me see who you are?” He begged. 

“I think we need to end this.” 

It broke your heart to have to do this, but you knew it was inevitable, it was better to rip off the bandaid than to let both of you get hurt more. 

“What are you saying?”

“Bradley I’m sorry, I don’t want to hold you back anymore. You deserve someone who's smart, beautiful, accomplished, you deserve so much better than me.” You could no longer stop the tear that escaped from your eyes. 

“But don’t you get it Cloud? You are all those things, I’ve never seen your face but I know that, I know you, and I love you. You are all I want.”

“Bradley.. I can’t.”

“Okay then I won’t push you, and I won’t force you to stay if that’s not what you want.”

“But just know.. I didn’t leave, I don’t want to leave. You pushed me away.” 

You pressed end call before you could hurt him more than you already have. It needed to be done. Now he was free to explore whatever could happen with Rumor and you can maybe start to move on with your life. 

And for the first time in a long time rather than the sound of Bradley’s voice, you fell asleep to complete silence

——————————————————————————————-

Your punctuality and your perfect attendance at work definitely paid off because you now accumulated enough vacation days to mope around and heal from your breakup with Bradley. (Can you even call it a breakup if you were never actually together?)

You couldn’t log into work and be his ATC after everything thats happened. And you couldn’t sit up on that comm tower and watch him and Rumor rekindle their relationship. 

You spent the past three days licking your wounds and getting used to the silence that filled your once enlivened phone, with only an occasional text from your mom, fellow ATCs , and Jake reminding you that your phone did actually still work. 

You were ready to sleep the rest of the day away when you got a text from Hangman.

Jakey 🤠: Open your door, I’m outside. 

You: No. I want to be alone.

Jakey 🤠: I know that, I promise I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important.

Jakey 🤠: Please

You: Fine.

You dragged yourself off your bed, not bothering to care that you did not look presentable enough to be seen by other humans. 

You opened the door to a nervous Hangman in his dress whites. 

You let him in and watched him awkwardly stand in your living room before asking.

“What is so important Jake?”

“You need to see Bradshaw. In person. Face to face. Tonight.” He tells you firmly.

“Absolutely not!” 

“Did he put you up to this? I did what I did, for him. Bradley and I are done, and there no reason to-”

“Please listen.” Hangman interrupted desperately. You can tell he was holding back a lot so you stopped yourself from continuing your tirade and sat on your couch. Eyeing Hangman and silently inviting him to sit as well. 

He sat on the spot next to you, avoiding your gaze, which you couldn’t understand because Jake was not the type to shy away from eye contact. 

“That mission that we kept talking about? Rooster, Rumor, and I were chosen to fly it.” He explained, his leg bouncing anxiously. 

“I thought that mission was only circumstantial? It wasn’t even confirmed.” You were confused. 

“Well they confirmed it. Today.” He replied

“Were getting shipped out tomorrow.” 

“How bad is it?” You gulped.

“Its bad, we’ve never seen anything like it.” 

“Is it worse that the uranium plant?”

He nodded silently. 

“Oh Jake.” You hugged his figure tightly, trying to exude as much sympathy as you could in your embrace. 

He released himself your grasp after a few moments and looked at you with a sad smile.

“Now don’t go crying on me now Honey. Don’t you worry about me, I chose to risk my life for my country.” 

Of course, expect Hangman to joke even in the face of death. 

He stood up unexpectedly pulling you up with him. 

“But that’s why you need to talk to Rooster.” 

“Don’t let him go, not knowing who you are.” 

“But Jake-.” You were ready to protest with the same point you’ve been using this entire ordeal, which were now sounding insignificant in the grand scheme of things. 

“You already broke it off, you already lost each other. What more can you lose?” 

“Do this, not just for him but for you. You will regret it for the rest of your life if you don’t.”

He was right. Rooster was leaving for a mission so classified and dangerous that only the three aviators, admirals, and a select few ATCs knew about it. If Bradley died on that mission, you would hate yourself forever for never giving him answers.

“Okay.. I will.” You replied softly. 

“Atta-girl.” Jake smiled at you with his signature smirk. 

“Now go shower and get ready because you stink!” He tells you playfully as you made your way to your bedroom to make yourself presentable.

You found yourself yet again anxiously sitting in the passenger seat of Jake’s car. 

“Stop being so nervous, I promise it’ll be okay. Bradshaw loves you.” Jake tells you as you pull up to the Hard Deck. 

You exit Hangman’s truck and enter the Hard Deck cautiously, immediately searching for Bradley. 

Then you saw him, he was sitting at the bar in his dress whites nursing a scotch. He was absolutely radiant. 

You debated turning around and walking out of that bar and out of Bradley’s life forever, but you kept your feet planted, and slowly but surely made your way to him. 

“Rooster?” You call to him with a tap on his shoulder. 

Here goes nothing. 

He says your name in response, and as much as you love the little nickname he’s been calling you these past several months, hearing him say your real name felt absolutely perfect, like he was always meant to say it. 

“You’re Hangman’s friend right?” He asks you with a small smile. 

“Yes I am! I’m here because I wanted to say-” 

“I’m sorry ma’am, I don’t mean to be rude, but tonight is sort of a last hurrah and I’m waiting for-”

“Oh here she is!” 

You turned to see Leiutenant Sharp approaching the bar. 

“Mandy! You’re finally here.” He said with a wide smile as he pulled her in for a hug

And there it was, you felt your heart shatter into a million pieces, and any hope you had was swept away. 

“Roo! Come on you owe me a dance.” She tells him as she pulled him up from his stool. 

“Sure, just let me talk to-” Rooster turned to look at you but you were already gone. 

'

How could you have been so stupid? You should’ve just left the situation alone. You had a clean break and you did it with your dignity intact. 

But you were so dumb and such a hopeless romantic for letting Jake drag you there only to have your heart further ripped apart. 

You ran out to the back deck, not being able to stand to be around the new (old?) couple any longer. You tried, you really did but you weren’t even worth his time. 

You wished you stayed in bed, where you were safe, instead you were here completely humiliated, trying not to further embarrass yourself by crying in public. 

You heard the back door open and saw Jake step out into the night. 

“I saw what happened…” 

“So you saw how completely humiliated I was?” You asked him, frustration flooding out of your body. 

“He obviously has a lot on his mind, he didn’t mean it, if you tried again-”

“Don’t you get it Jake? Everything I told you would happen, happened.”

“He completely blew me off! He didn’t even let me talk.” You didn’t realize how loud you were and didn’t realize that Bradley’s pricked up, finally recognizing your voice. 

“He took one look at me and decided I wasn’t even worth his time.” 

“Can I even blame him Jake? Look at me, I wouldn’t give me the time of day either.”

“No Stop! I am sick of you not seeing just how beautiful you are!” Jake blurted. 

“You are so absolutely breathtaking and Bradshaw is an idiot for blowing you off.” 

You were shocked at his admition, you opened your mouth to reply, when you heard the back door open. 

“I am an idiot.” You were shocked to see Bradley now standing on the back deck. 

Shocked silence settled between the three of you

“I’ll leave you two to talk.” Jake ended the stillness before moving back inside the Hard Deck. 

“So its you.” Bradley stared at you with a straight face, his expression indiscernible.

Its funny how you were so much better at reading him when it was just his voice. 

“You have been here the whole time.” He commented

“Yeah Bradley I have.” You sighed, staring down at your feet. 

“Look at me.” He pleaded. 

You slowly looked up to see he was now closer to you. Almost a breath away. 

“Why? Why did you hide from me for so long?” 

“I already told you.. You deserve someone better than me.” You answered, your voice cracking.

“And I told you that you are all I want.”

“You say that Bradley but when I tried to show myself to you…you tossed me aside.” 

“Within one sentence you decided that I wasn’t enough.” 

“You know that was not my intention.” He replied.

“But that’s exactly what you did. So all of my anxieties were proven right.”

“I’m no one special, just another wide eyed girl, who's desperately in love with you.”

You avoided saying those three words to him, knowing that whatever you had was temporary, you were trying to protect yourself. Even now after admitting it, you didn’t feel any weight lift off of you, your heart only feeling heavier.

Bradley stared at you with wide eyes, but made no effort to respond to you finally declaring your love for him.

You decided to not let this shit show drag on any longer. 

“Good luck on your mission Leuitenant Commander Bradshaw.” You whispered, touching your hand to his cheek, accepting that this is the last interaction you’ll ever have with him. 

With that final action, you turned and ran out back to the parking lot, Jake running after you, and leaving Bradley standing alone. 

——————————————————————————————-

The drive home was done in relative silence, a million thoughts swirling around your head.

You almost didn’t realize that Jake’s truck was now parked in front of your apartment building. 

You both continued to sit in silence, not knowing what the other one was thinking. 

“Hey about what I said earlier…it was completely out of nowhere and I don’t want to give you more to worry about” Jake took the leap.

“Can we just forget about it?”

You decided to not make it any harder for him, the night already having too much drama for you to handle. 

“Don’t worry about it Jake, consider it forgotten.” You smiled at him finally unbuckling yourself. 

“But I meant it, you are so beautiful, both inside and out. I know it, and even though Bradshaw is a moron, he knows it too.” 

“I just wish you knew it.” 

“Thank you Jake…for everything.” You tell him softly. 

“Good luck tomorrow Hangman, try your best to come back okay? I still need my best friend alive and well.” You gave him the most genuine smile you could muster. 

“I’ll try my best Honey.” Giving you that signature dazzling Seresin smile. 

And with a final kiss on his cheek, you jumped of the truck and back into your lonely apartment. 

——————————————————————————————-

You couldn’t bring yourself to sleep even if you wanted to. 

When did life get so complicated?

You were missing the quiet existence you were living before that faithful mission and that indecorous call. 

But you knew deep down that you would never trade the time you had with Bradley for anything. Even though it did end as painfully as it did. 

You were laid on your bed staring at the ceiling, you’ve run out of tears to cry hours ago, and now you were just numb. 

The events that transpired earlier that evening were definitely part of the reason for your restlessness, but you also couldn’t feel panicked about the mission that Bradley and Jake were about to embark on. 

Technically you did give Bradley a proper goodbye, but it obviously didn’t go quite as you hoped, even though it did prove your previously thought irrational musings correct. 

But the satisfaction you usually had about being proven right was absent and all you felt was dread. But this is how it's meant to be. 

If (and hopefully when) the three aviators return from the mission, Bradley will return to Amanda, who he rightly belonged. He will continue to be well known in the Navy community, hell he might even get another promotion.

And you would just be back to being another ATC, back to being invisible. 

An incredibly hard pill to swallow but one that you always knew you had to take. 

Your bedside alarm flashed the time, 4:15am. In less than an hour they will be well on their way to uncertain death and there no use being awake if it’ll be the same outcome no matter what you do. 

You reached to turn off your phone for the night, but you saw the notification from someone you assumed no longer wanted to have anything to do with you. 

Brad Brad ✈️🐔

2 new voicemails

You took a deep breath before pressing play on the first one.

“Hey Cloud.. Oh sorry”

He apolgized before correcting himself and saying your name.

“I know that this is coming too late, and you probably won’t hear until I’ve already gone. I honestly don’t know if you’ll hear this message at all, honestly I wouldn't blame you if you just deleted this message once you saw it was from me…..

“But in case you do listen, I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I screwed up so badly, and I was a complete asshole to you. I guess I was so in my head about the mission, Mandy, and how you ended things with us, that I ignored what was always in front of me. Every moment I spent talking to you made so indescribably happy, it was like I was on Cloud 9, every single day I heard your voice. All I’ve wanted these past few months was you, to see you, to finally touch you and prove to myself that you weren’t just a figment of my imagination. ”

“When you came up to me earlier tonight, and finally make what I’ve been wishing for a reality, I fucked it up by being an idiot. I was so caught up in my own bullshit that while I did hear your voice and your words, I wasn’t listening. Because if I was actually listening I would’ve found you a long time ago. 

“I should’ve know it was you…from the moment I saw you, I couldn’t my take yes off of you. The girl who was so breathtaking that I almost tripped over myself in the hallway. The girl sitting across the room from me in the mess hall whose laugh seemed so full of life. I was even jealous of Hangman for getting to be friends with this beautiful girl. I was looking for you this entire time, when I should’ve seen that you were always there. I was just too ignorant to notice. 

“It hurt that you hid your face and your name from me, it honestly felt like you didn’t trust me. That I was just a little plaything for you. But I can see now that I was wrong. It breaks my heart that you think that you’re not good enough for me, because you are, you are more than good enough. I’m the one who's not worthy of your kindness, your admiration, and your love…”

“I hate that you think you’re just another girl, one whos not worthy of all the love in the world. I hate everything and every person that ever made you feel that way. And I especially hate that I was one of them.” 

“Theres so many other things I want to say, but my point is I love you Cloud. You are the best parts of my day, you make me laugh, you listen to my stupid jokes, tolerate my instent flirting, you give me another reason to keep going. I haven’t had one since my parents died… You made me remember why I loved music.”

“I wish things could’ve gone differently earlier, if I didn’t fuck up so badly, I would be with you right now. And if I don’t come back at least I would’ve still had the chance to hold you in my arms. But I ruined that for myself. 

“So if I never see you again, I want to say thank you, thank you for all the love and support you’ve given me. Thank you for making me feel like I’m on Cloud 9. I really hope you can forgive me, but of course I understand if you don’t. I owe you that much. 

“I promise I will try to come back, okay? I will try to come back for you. And I will spend the rest of my life trying to become the man that is good enough for you.  I love you Cloud, and whether i die tomorrow or 80 years from now… I always will.”

The voicemail ended with a beep. 

Bradley loves you, even after he saw you, he still loves you. 

In fact he loves you not DESPITE all the things you hate about yourself but BECAUSE of all those things. He’s the one who think hes not good enough, not the other way around. And he couldn’t be any more wrong. 

Tears once again coated your face, this time not because of pain and sadness but because of joy. 

You remembered that he sent a second voicemail, you couldn’t think of what else Bradley could've added to make you love him more. It's impossible. 

You pressed play and heard his voice singing “Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You” , the first song he’s ever sung to you, and you couldn’t help but let more tears of joy fall. 

Yet again, he managed to prove you wrong. He was too good at that. 

Then a realization hit you. You flipped your head to see the time, 4:30am.

You have to head to base, You got dressed as quickly as possible, even quicker than the day you woke up late. 

You quickly drove into base, pulling into the employee parking lt not even bothering to check if you were between the lines. 

You sprinted across the tarmac past the remaining planes and to the dock where the aircraft carrier was positioned to set sail. 

Thank God, it hadn’t left the dock. You saw the crew that was manning the mission enter the carrier, it was a fairly small crew due to the classified nature of the mission. You looked around hoping to find Bradley to no avail. 

He was probably situated deep in the carrier, preparing for his mission. You were too late. 

You suddenly heard someone call your name. 

You turned to see Jake jogging towards you. You were a bit disappointed, but glad to see your friend off before he boarded. 

“What are you doing here?” Jake asked you joy plastered on his face.

“Just saying goodbye to my best friend.” You said with a smile giving him a hug. 

When you both came out from the hug,  you noticed Jake looking past your head

“I’m really happy to see you.” He chuckled.

“But there’s someone else who’s gonna be even happier to see you.” He said with a soft smile as he pointed behind you. 

You turned around and there he was. The man whos voice you spent every night falling asleep to, the man you had to remind that if something is unnaturally green you shouldn’t eat it, and the man who you were so hopelessly and deeply in love with.

You were both staring at one another, slowly walking towards one another, only a few inches apart. Not knowing who was going to make the first move or say the first words. 

“Oh hell, am I gonna have to do everything?” Jake exclaimed before pushing you into Bradley’s arms. 

“Thank me later!” Jake waved back as he walked to board the carrier. 

“You’re here!” Bradley smiled, ending your vocal stalemate. 

“I got your voicemails.” You responded also a smile adorning your face. 

Bradley pulled you closer, his arms wrapped you waist and yours around neck. You were now nose to nose. 

“So you know I meant every single word of it.” He whispered. 

“I do.” You responded. 

“And i want you to know.. I love you too Brad Brad.” 

That was enough for him to finally close the distance between your lips. 

You must’ve imagine what kissing Bradley would feel like a thousand times, but none of those daydreams and fantasies compared to the real deal. 

It felt like you were drinking water after a lifetime of thirst. His lift were so soft and firm and it felt like absolute magic. His fingers dug into you waist and you leaned deeper into him as he ran his tongue across your lips. You took the hint and opened your mouth and the minute his tongue slipped in you couldn’t fight the moan that escaped your lips . 

You suddenly rememebered where you were and pulled back, connecting your forehead with his. 

“Sorry Cloud, got a bit carried away there.” Bradley comments with a smirk. 

“Yeah, you think?” You reply with an amused smile. 

“I’m sorry, i must’ve forgotten my manners. How about I take you to dinner first?” He asks you. 

“Hmmm..I don’t know.” You reply jokingly. 

“Come on! Rejecting me again sweetheart? A man’s pride can only take so many hits” Bradley says with a pout

“I’m just kidding, I’d love to go to dinner with you.” You giggle kissing the pout off his face. 

“In one condition..” You added. 

“Oh yeah? What is that?” He asked with a raise eyebrow. 

“Come back alive.” 

“Deal.”

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Random demon HCs (SFW)

Eyo, it's your girl, the one WHB poster who's interested in this game for all the wrong reasons with something non-gameplay related for once! Part of what definitely interests me is the demons in general and how they'll play off with each other + the MC. Doesn't even have to be related to the sexy stuff - some of these demons I feel have the potential to have interesting and complex dynamics with each other, particularly the Avisos demons!

So, um. Yeah. Enjoy my brainrot-

(Also I will be particularly biased towards the demons who've caught my eye. Refer to tier list below. So, um. Yeah. Sorry about that orz)

I feel like out of all the demons in Hell, Belial would be the one most attuned to music. He'd be the one to replay songs again and again, probably wearing noise-cancelling headphones so that he'll truly be immersed in the music. He probably used to love singing as a child, so when his voice was taken away, he was completely and utterly devastated. To compensate, he'd take up an instrument (like an acoustic guitar) or learn how to compose, so that at least he can express his love for music and performance...

Gusion desperately wants to cut down on work, but it's hard. He spends countless days and nights just going around solving problems - and there's an abundance of them in Hell. Honestly, he thought of creating systems to help streamline his work and problem-solving shenanigans, but holy shit everyone just loves wrecking those too, huh. After calculating and approximating the time and effort required to perform his duties, merely solving issues as they crop up is the more effective and less tiring solution to everything. Which is saying something, when that in itself is already tiring as fuck.

Leviathan is a gentleman, through and through. Cool, calm, and collected on the outside, he practically perfected the art of hiding away his negative emotions behind a charming smile and a no-nonsense attitude on the battlefield. The only people able to pry away his emotions from beneath the mask are his fellow kings, the demons of Hades, and eventually MC. And even then, he'll only be able to show his most vulnerable sides to his nobles and, again, MC (eventually). It's hard to win his trust and openness, what with his jealousy often getting in the way of him forming healthy relationships with others.

Beelzebub is actually a pretty bad cook. Like, Mystery Food X levels of bad - at least, starting out. Now, though? Well, the people who said they enjoyed his cooking have somehow deluded themselves to think it's good before the side effects kick in. Does it have hallucinogenic properties? Is it a side effect of Beelzebub's tendency to have weird things happen around him? Or perhaps he really did improve on his cooking? Who knows...who knows.

Naberius and Gusion are the perfect drinking buddies. They'd get together at a random pub somewhere in Hell when they have the time, and they'll spend their time getting buzzed while unloading everything weighing them down at the moment. Honestly, this started as an effort to help Naberius - letting out his emotions bit by bit to ensure everyone's safety is much more preferable than letting his anger and annoyance explode to an extent he becomes a Kerberos. Sometimes, they'll be joined by Bael, although rarely as he is standing in for Beelzebub. More often, Satan shows up and chats with them, as amiable as always - and they end up being his main listening ears if he needs to vent. Satan's secrets are always safe with them, and for that, he is forever thankful.

Leraye and Paimon often make things together! The former has a knack for sewing, while the latter has a lot of ideas for clothes and stuffed toys! Working together, they'd be able to create a large variety of trendy clothing and cute plush toys.

I know a lot of people HC this but yes, Marbas would be a gentle giant. While he's aroused by being restrained, I'd like to think the reason why he's always restrained is because something bad happened while he was doing something while not being restrained. Perhaps he accidentally killed someone with his sheer strength, during a more "daily life" scenario. While his strength is his pride, his ability to heal is a larger source of pride for him - which is why he agrees with the notion that putting restraints on him is for the best.

Sitri is a tea connoisseur! He likes tea, knows which tea leaves are the best, how to make specific blends of tea, how long each tea needs to steep in order to bring out a specific sort of flavor...and among the demons in Hell, there are few who can appreciate the finer details in tea brewing like him. Some of these demons include Barbatos (surprisingly enough), Foras, Bael, Bathin, and Paimon. They regularly get together to sample his teas!

Whenever Bathin wants someone to accompany him in his travels, Amon often takes him up on his offer. They'll wander around without any prior destination, dealing with problems that crop up during their travels along the way. They both live in the moment while traveling, letting the winds dictate where they'll head to next. Amon deals with most of the logistics of travel while Bathin would focus more on finding and learning about the points of interest wherever they end up. An MC who enjoys traveling would love being travel buddies with them!

Mammon's way of showing his affection is gift-giving. Though his gifts might come across as overboard sometimes. Because what do you mean he already sent over some more jewels your way? Nobody needs that many jewels, sir! Either way, Tartaros is a prospering land purely because of the many treasures Mammon gives away to his people. Whether or not these overflowing treasures gets sent off to other areas is a different story entirely.

Andrealphus would be the most sympathetic towards MC, I feel. He knows how it feels to lose someone you care about deeply, to have your life ripped away from you in an instant. He had already been in that position a long time ago, and it would greatly please him if MC would let him support them any way he can - up to and including sticking by their side to protect them.

Out of all the demons in Paradise Lost, I feel like Morax would be the one most versed in the logistics involving healing and first aid. Which is understandable - his method of healing involves transferring his patient's wounds onto him in the form of pain. As a result, he'll have to be able to gauge just how far into the healing process he should perform with his abilities - especially on the battlefield. He'd have his nose buried in books during his free time just so he can increase his healing efficacy.