#arent those tears supposed to go away

[ladyinbl00d]

therapy SUCKS ‼️

[lovelytsunoda]

spill the wine // lance stroll

summary: honeymooning with the hutchence-strolls. capri will always hold a special place in y/n's heart.

pairing: lance stroll x hutchence!reader

part two of the welcome to wherever you are verse

author's note: i'm so glad that you guys loved the first part of the welcome to wherever you are verse! i was so excited to make this into a series, combining two of my current hyperfixations. i hope that the first part was enough to make some of you curious about the life and times of my favourite aussie rock band. for people who are looking to learn more, i recommend watching the channel seven drama 'never tear us apart', starring luke arnold as micheal hutchence. it's two episodes, each of them an hour and a half that takes a look into the rise and fall of inxs. arnold's protrayal of micheal was beautifully done (and i love alex williams as kirk).

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island of capri, italy.

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y/n.hutchence as my father once said, 'spill the wine, kiss that girl."

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jonfarriss first of all those aren't the real words, and your father didn't actually write spill the wine

-> y/n.hutchence jon why do you have to be right all the time huh?

-> jonfarriss you also know that song is about being on five different kinds of illegal drugs?

-> andrewfarriss he's being annoying because he cares. make smart choices, kiddo!

-> y/n.hutchence andrew have you ever known me not to make the smart choice? i'm living the sober girlie lifestyle here

yourbestie looking good sunshine!!!remember to send me pics, I need to pretend I don’t work a nine to five!

lancestroll wow I can’t decide what’s more beautiful: the scenery or my wife (jokes on you guys, it’s my wife)

-> y/n.hutchence 🥺🥺

kirkpengilly nice to see alcatraz hasn’t changed

-> y/n.hutchence of course you hated it...you hate the beach, the sand, the water, the sun

-> kirkpengilly i do not

-> laynebeachley sweetie she is right.

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island of capri, italy

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lancestroll honeymooning with the hutchence-strolls

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astonmartinf1 are lemons supposed to be that big?

-> y/n.hutchence arent they awesome?

estebanocon why do you have to add 'with the hutchence-strolls' to everything?? 'easter with the hutchence-strolls' 'cook chicken gyros with the hutchence strolls' its EXHAUSTING. watch you guys make a sex tape and call it 'making babies with the hutchence-strolls'

-> kirkpengilly they'd better not! y/n i will resurrect your father and have him talk some sense into you

-> y/n.hutchence kirky calm down!! there is NO sex tape!

user y/n is so stunning! europe looks good on her

yourbestie i held my tongue at the wedding but she has been so fucking happy since you guys got married and if you hurt her i will give you HELL to PAY

-> lancestroll don't worry, she's in good hands. she's my reason to get up every morning, my reason to smile. i have never felt more alive than i do when she is next to me

garrygarybeers huh i actually think capri has gotten nicer since 1993

mickschumacher why do your legs look so long in the first picture

-> lancestroll thanks mick, now that you've pointed it out i can never unsee it smh

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y/n.hutchence take my breath away

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lancestroll it was an honor to experience the grotto with you, my wife

-> y/n.hutchence the view was pretty, but you were prettier, my husband

yourbestie consider my mind BLOWN. things like these just exist in nature???

timfarriss now why didn't we go here when we were recording the album again? this place would have inspired the crap out of us. your dad would have loved it.

fernandoalonso ah yes, the grotto. fond memories of skinny dipping there

-> lancestroll ew why did you think i needed to know that

-> y/n.hutchence i second that

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@magnummagnussen @libraryofloveletters @clemswrld @httpiastri @cartierre @lorarri @thatsdemko @sidcrosbyspuck

[sassykinzonline]

sometimes its actually alarming HOW uncritically the naruto fandom looks at the text like because something isnt "shown" in canon/on-screen (it usually is, but just implicitly) people think it means it couldnt have happened and therefore making sweeping statements about the character like "theyre just weak" or "they make no sense"

as usual im going to focus on naruto (😌) heres an example but it applies to many others (itachi, gaara, neji, hinata,...me)

here are some things we know about naruto:

he is inexplicably talented at taijutsu despite having no mentor

he created sexy jutsu for attention from older men (he craves a father figure)

he is rather repulsed by affection aside from certain people

he relies on shadow clones to outnumber his enemies and protect him from damage, as well as acting like diversions (he only later on seems to learn to use them practically as well, and he doesnt use them as an actual team iirc)

he represses his memories and life severely if they cause him distress or negative emotion, and when he doesnt do that it causes him to lose complete control of himself in anger

some of these things are basic signs of a child who has been abused in multiple ways (particularly verbally, physically, and sexually), but also just logically how is it possible that naruto became proficient at taijutsu when he didnt train with anyone and had no teacher to correct him? why would it be important to naruto to have, what are essentially, human shields? why does naruto freely tolerate physical abuse he receives while others openly complain about it? why would that lead to naruto eventually wanting to defend/protect everyone in tandom with ANOTHER orphan who feels the same? why would WE not be able to have a clear directly depicted answer to this as a reader?

idk to me personally there are a lot of things people say are "headcanons" are just things they logically put together based on subtext, and theres a reason why a vast majority of people who read the same text come to the same conclusion. it seems like this is a lot less common in manga form (i dont read manga so i wouldnt know, i understand different mediums have different communication norms but some things are just literary basics), so its the first time ive encountered this "why does everyone believe in [some idea not said in plain english]? it's never said anywhere!" logic...it doesnt need to be. there are certain clues and patterns youre supposed to be able to draw conclusions for based on common life experiences (archetypes/universal symbols).

if you can do these above steps and come to a conclusion, and a plurality of people come to the same conclusion, it was probably intentional on the author's part. if the author explicitly states its not intentional, then sure, but that doesnt take away from how/why the story is impactful because the author may not even realize theyre doing it. an easy example i can think of is tsunade's fear of blood, where its meant to symbolize death, but in her case also ends up symbolizing love wrt her relationships with naruto and jiraiya. and thanks to blood gaining this symbolism through tsunade, when you see uchiha tears of blood, you instantly make those same connections. then you think back to gaara screaming about having never seen his blood (coming from his forehead where that tattoo of his is......), then the eventual resolution of that being an inversion of the symbolism the manga establishes when he battles his father during the war.

more than anything though i find it kind of concerning that adults sit around laughing at obviously what is meant to be traumatic. as if there arent people in your life who sit around with these same experiences and signs, with something they havent told you about because theyre afraid youll laugh at them.

[tht0nesimp]

Yan! HxH reaction to a neko darling...

cw nekos dont have rights really (legally, yes, but no one really cares) ,collaring, sedation, degrading behavior, infantilism, torture,dumbification, abuse, mentions of death, overstim, pt2 eventually coming, mentions of declawing, shock collar, killuas and gons will get their own series probs...

Just lil scenarios, most of them are punishments- fem pronouns but not necessarily a girl

Neko idea comes from: @i-killed-a-prostutute but the scenarios arent very similar... you should go see their posts with killua if your lookin for softer content

killua, gon, illumi, feitan,uvogin, shalnark

Killua:

"Baka" he said indifferently, his nails getting ever so slightly sharper until he feels like they're sharp enough for what he's about to do..

"So cute..." He scratched at your tail with his sharpened nails and watched you recoil. Your tail was already swishing much to your own dismay as well as killuas delight watching your tail try to escape his sharp nails

"Stooop!" You begged him "Bad neko" your mistake hits you rather quickly-you spoke english- "Mew" the shameful noise made you cringe but it was better than the torturous sensation of his nails on your overstimulated tail

"Thats better" his nails finally retracted, his hand removing itself from your tail; relief washes over you as you collapse onto the cushiony couch that rested behind you with your tail hopefully out of his reach for now. He quickly grabbed his phone, sitting next to your trembling form before calling gon. the phone only ringing for a few moments before gon answers the call "Hey" killua sounds slightly interested

"Hi!" gon exclaimed happily from the other side "How is your neko doing?" he inquiries gleefully "She's adjusting okay" killua says nonchalantly, as if he wasn't torturing you with those god awful nails just a few minutes ago

"How about you, gon?"

Gon:

You couldn't think, you tried to keep your thoughts in tact but its impossible with the way he's messing with your fluffy ears. Gon put his hand on his chin like he was thinking about his answer to the question "How are you doing?" he smiled innocently at you while you looked back with pleading eyes pricked with tears "Too much, bad" you spoke quietly, slightly surprised you could still manage to speak english in your heavily drugged form

"She's doing fine, are you sure these drugs are supposed to make her this tired?" killua takes an angry tone "Are you petting her as well?" gon smiles cheekily "Duh!" he exclaims happily before he seems surprised that killua is practically screaming at him "Thats why, you baka!" killua gets a little calmer "I'm about to try them on my neko after the call anyway" gon makes excited noises and pets your ears even faster

Gon smiles "Alright, remember, be nice to your neko!" gon warns him and killua just laughs "I'm always nice, isn't that right?" killua asks his neko jokingly; his neko just hisses at him in response.

"Alright, well, im gonna have to punish my neko for a bit, ill call you after" gon and killua say they're goodbyes, gon pulling you into his lap once the call ends

"Did you like that?" he questioned, his hands drifting towards your already overstimulated ears his expression getting a bit more disappointed when you shake your head "oh well, we'll get you out of that skittish neko behavior quickly" his smile was worrying, but the fact that his hands rested on your ears again was horrifying

"Sit still" he commanded, slightly annoyed at how your squirming on his lap but he manages to wrap his legs tightly around you to atleast keep you from running. "Thats better, now, i dont think ive tried your tail yet" the innocence in his voice remains, even as he reaches for your tail

Illumi:

"This behavior is strange for a neko" he spoke coldly as he stared at your form cower away from him, a collar around your neck of his own doing. "If you do not behave, i may be forced to bring you over here" his expression remained blank even through the slight annoyance slipping into his voice

He motioned you over, the threat still hanging in the air, the tension finally breaks when you approach him. "Good" his lips twitch upward in a ghost of a smile

"Sit down, if you would" you sit wearily on the small floral couch, the nearly vintage pattern was a bit comforting to look at but it didn't distract you from the assassin sitting next to you no matter how hard you tried to just focus on running your fingers over the slightly faded florals etched into the fabric

"Would you like some catnip?" there was a small bag of catnip laying on the end table next to illumi, which he quickly opened and poured a small amount into his palm before holding his hand out to your face

"Oh." he tilts his head a bit before grabbing your jaw, the catnip eventually goes into your mouth before he holds your nose making you swallow after about a minute "Perhaps do not resist next time" he spoke without malice, but with a hint of teasing implications

The catnip slowly entered your bodies system, causing you to curl up in order to try and calm yourself down "Im going to observe you, do not resist" he poked your ear gently, inching closer

"good neko" he smiles at your trembling form

Feitan:

"Bad" his voice rang through the dungeon-like room, the shock collar buzzing once more around your neck "f-Mmm" for someone who didn't believe you should speak english unless he gave permission, he certainly wasn't making it easy not to curse or scream instead you had to hold your tongue and just keep meowing

"Bad girl" he knew what he was doing, he knew that he was making your mind crumble a, he knew that this was pure torture for you to have that collar on as well as being degraded

"Get over here, or this is going to continue" you scurried over to his lap like your life depended on it, sighing of relief when the collar finally stops shocking you; He gives you a look before pulling you slightly closer

"Stay still" you gulp, but you remain still for him, desperate for mercy or at the very least praise

"Mm" he gives a hum of satisfaction as he runs his nails down your tail and scratches the base of your ears "good" he feels you relax a little bit, smiling when he does

"Your so lucky your cute, otherwise i would have broken your legs and pulled your claws out when you tried to scratch me"

Uvogin:

"PUT ME DOWN!" you screamed as uvogin held you by the scruff of your neck like you were a kitten "Nah" he says indifferently as he kept you a few feet off the ground

"Please?" you stopped your thrashing for a moment, waiting for him to hopefully put you down "Hmm, are you gonna run?" you sigh and shake your head "Eh" he throws you onto the nearby carpet with a loud thud as your back meets the floor

"Ow..." you mumble and dig your claws into the carpet a bit to steady yourself, lessening the drop, "Oi, dont mess up my carpet" he glares at you for a moment

"I think feitan can declaw you anyway.." you whimper "P-please dont!" the shame was piling on hard at the stutter in your voice and the desperation he could see on your face

"Than keep your claws away, ill get you a damn scratching post" he groans a little bit and you hear him slam the front door as he exits the room

Well, at least you'd have something to sink your claws into

Shalnark:

One fucking catnap, without his prying eyes, was all you wanted at this point. He was always recording you but it was so much more intense when you would do anything that most would typically consider to be "neko-like" which was already degrading enough without his phone shoved in your face while you try to sleep

He wouldn't listen, after all, have you ever listened to a cat just because it meowed? "Go away" you mumbled as he sat watching you like a hawk

"I'm gonna brush you after that nap" he smiled at your reaction to his threat "you prick!" you exclaimed, still tired, grooming was nearly impossible with shal because he constantly wanted to have an easy way of punishment-And boy, he knew how much you hated that goddamned grooming brush- Alas; he was not in the mood to be consoled about this

"Jerk" you closed your eyes, slightly thankful you atleast got to sleep

"sweet dreams.." he took a picture of your sleeping form..

[bridgyrose]

Em ends up cast down like Lucifer and gets adopted by the hotel gang.

(Going for a little shorter on this one)

“Why cant the sinners be redeemed?” Emily asked angrily at Sera, practically stomping her foot on the ground. “No one here knows how to get into heaven and one of them did! So why cant we help the rest-” 

“Its not our place!” Sera pinched the bridge of her nose. “We are supposed to keep the balance of Heaven and Hell.” 

“And we’re supposed to do this by exterminating the sinners?” 

“We have to prevent an uprising!” 

Emily growled as she took another step forward. “They arent going to rise against us! Charlie wants to help those that want to do better? Why cant you see that?” 

“Because once you’re a sinner, you cant change.” 

Emily stopped for a moment as she watched Sera start to change and energy start to form around her. A jolt of electricity ran through her as she dropped to her knees, looking up at Sera. “W-what are you doing?” 

“I’m sorry, Emily, but I cant have you asking questions like this any further.” Sera looked away as she opened a portal under her sister. “You have to leave now.” 

“Sera!” Emily felt herself thrown down from heaven, watching as it grew further away. Try all her might, she couldnt stop her descent or make her way back to heaven, feeling her powers fade for a moment as she descended into hell. Then, she felt herself slam into the ground, wincing as she stared up at the sky above her. Her heart felt broken as a few tears ran down her cheeks, feeling alone now that she was cast away. 

Emily picked herself up, catching the sight of black feathers out of the corner of her eye. Her heart nearly stopped when she didnt see her normal white feathers, quickly turning herself to see her wings, carefully feeling them as if she didnt recognize them. Then, she caught her reflection in a nearby window. Her eyes werent as bright of a blue as they had been, the tear-like markings almost the same color as her skin, and her hair darkened to a gray, losing the white that it’d been. 

She finally pulled away from her reflection and started to make her way down the street, picking up into a sprint as she looked for anyone that could help her. Charlie or Vaggie or even Lucifer… all she had to do was get to the hotel and then she would have someone that would believe her. Emily came to a stop as she nearly ran into Vaggie, falling onto her and hugging at her arm. 

“Get off-” Vaggie paused as she looked at Emily, anger turning into concern. “Emily?! What are you doing here?” 

“I-I need… I need help,” Emily practically stuttered out as a few tears escaped her. “I… I cant go back.” 

Vaggie sighed and looked towards the hotel. “Come with me and…. Charlie and I will… we’ll… we’ll find a way to help you.” 

Emily nodded and let go of Vaggie for a moment, wiping a few tears away from her now reddened eyes as she gave a smile to her as she followed to the hotel. “Thank you, I… I owe you.”

[safetycar-restart]

Shels welcome back i’ve missed you so much! i’m so so excited and filled with ideas. i feel like we need to talk about little!Lando after his crash in Vegas? i feel like as soon as he was out of the hospital and back in the hotel he would just slip immediately and it’s so sad because his birthday was supposed to be fun but he got in a crash but you’re there to pick him up and cuddle him and tell him it’s gonna be okay? just a thought lol

🔙🦴anon

Aw yes we have to discuss this!! I know this GP was last week, but this idea should absolutely be discussed any way. I'm also really vibing with the little drivers lately, so this is great.

I actually think Lando would feel himself start to slip the moment he gets told he'll have to go to the hospital? He's fine until then, disappointed and sore of course, but he's fine. He hasn't seen you yet, having been taken straight to the medical centre.

And now they're telling him he has to go straight to the hospital? That is when he starts to feel fear creeping up, because that means it could be serious.

He has his trainer with him, but when he asks if you can come with him, they refuse? They say only a few team members can come and that they don't have time to find you.

That's when he starts to feel himself wanting to slip, because now he's scared and lonely and he just desperately wants to hold your hand and have you tell him it'll all be okay.

It's a nightmare after that because the hospital is so loud and so bright and people are saying such big words to him and he's so confused. Of course his trainer tries to help, but there's no one other than you that can offer him the comfort he needs.

You wait anxiously to hear any news, and thankfully they tell you quickly that all the checks were fine. You want to head to the hospital, of course, but realistically that would take hours with how much traffic there is, and you soon hear Lando is heading back to the circuit so you just wait for him.

Poor Lando just wants to cry on the way back to the track, curling up in a little ball in the ambulance and sniffling because he's just so sad and so uncomfortable. His whole body hurts, and to hear he went to the hospital for nothing? It's even sadder.

And it's his birthday!! Worst birthday ever.

You're waiting for him in his driver room when he gets back, and maybe he actually refuses your hug? He's seconds away from slipping and he knows if he hugs you, he won't be able to stop it. He has to stay big long enough to talk to his team and get back to the hotel, he can't afford to slip before then.

Luckily talking to his team is quick and soon he's on his way back to the hotel with you. You sit in the back of the car with him, holding this hand the whole way there.

And the moment he enters his hotel room, he slips into little space and slips bad. Almost instantly you've got a crying little on your hands.

He throws himself into your arms, clinging to you and crying so hard he can barely breath, in a full blown meltdown brought about by how sore and tired and sad he is. Unfortunately there's very little you can do about any of those things, so you just hold him tight and rub his back, letting him cry himself out.

Eventually he calms down enough for you to realise he's whispering something between tears, mumbling 'it's not fair' over and over again against your chest. Your heart just breaks for him because he's right, it isnt fair and there's nothing you can do about it.

You get him into the bath after his meltdown, washing him with his favourite soap (it's strawberry scented) and then getting him into his comfiest PJs. Maybe putting a diaper on as well? You arent sure how young he's regressed to and you don't want to take any risks.

He's so sad and quiet for the rest of the night, nothing like the happy outgoing little boy he usually is. Instead he clings to you as he sucks his pacifier.

You decide to give him some warm milk before bed, and it turns out to be right call because he relaxes in your arms so nicely, drinking his milk and then snuggling against you for a much needed rest.

You'll celebrate his birthday properly tomorrow.

[fanofstuff01]

Feel Better - Amnesia AU

So I’m working on my Behind Her Back fic, but today my angst side was kicking me stupid so I decided why the fuck not write something that probably won’t be that great. Know more about the AU from here, though some stuff is different, like Adam still remembers Lilith but as a bad person too.

@things-arent-what-they-seem66 @decentsoupperson @adambrainrot @talesfromawannabejournalist @kittenfangirl20 @cakerybakery

And read the tags first pls.

3, 2, 1, penguin.

Here you go my best

Adam was going to beat someone up.

He couldn’t decide who, but he was.

Be it that fucking servant who touched his guitar, that little devil spawn bimbo who thought now he’d be interested in her redemption bullshit because he fell to hell by mistake, heck a random demon at the streets, all would work. They were all fucking at the same low.

He turned around uncomfortably in bed to face the ceiling, it helped him keep his silence. A new way to say “I don’t want to be there” to that fuck face.

Oh right, he forgot about one demon who was beyond low. He would prefer having him as his target.

He growled at the thought, oh just how much he was willing to give just to have him on the ground punched and kicked to near death by Adam himself, where he fucking belongs, preferably with also three apples stuck to his throat and his dick cut off….

But of course, the only guy he wanted to fuck up more than any of those already filthy demons was also the only guy he couldn’t touch and was chained to.

He was fucking supposed to live with him instead. Just to have some protection as an angel in Hell.

The prick even thought that he was still fucking naive like he was back in the garden and would fall for his dumb tricks, still telling him that hilarious lie about how he loved him and having the balls to

Out of a sudden anger blast, he grabbed his lamp on the nightstand and threw it to one of the walls. He didn’t care if it drew any servants in the room, it wasn’t like they were coming because they cared.

He then turned around in bed and pulled the sheets on himself.

At least he was allowed to imagine it.

-

He didn’t know if he slept or not, but he sure was dragged out of his surprisingly great rest with a knock on the door.

He groaned, grabbed one of his pillows and threw it to the door harshly.

He squeezed his eyes shut again and buried his face on another pillow.

The knocking stopped for a minute before it returned, even a bit louder.

“You-!”

His eyes caught the clock and his voice died down in his throat, not because he got calmer though. If anything it made him even more pissed.

Right. Just about fucking time.

“Come in.”

He rolled in his bed once again, not caring to see who bothered. He already knew.

He heard heels clicking on the floor and felt a small weight on the bed, almost afraid to get close to him.

Lucifer fidgeted with his hands and hair nervously, staring at Adam’s still soft looking brown hair and beautiful wings.

He knew Adam hated these visits as much as he hated him and was going to ignore him all the way through. But, at least he had news to give that day. News he’d probably like.

And hey, at least he stopped yelling at him a few days ago. An improvement between them!

…

He was too delusional and desperate wasn’t he.

But he just couldn’t help himself. He simply had to be close to his Adam in some way. No matter what the man did or felt towards him, Lucifer was always drawn to him merely by his existence.

He missed the times Adam was to him, too…

A tear threatened to get out of his eye but he sniffed and wiped it away. He didn’t want to cry near Adam again, he knew he found it pussy-ish.

He then subconsciously brought that hand on his mouth and began biting his claws, looking around the room to find anything to start talking.

“Did you break that lamp?”

The first man didn’t answer, of course.

“Adam.?”

Adam turned around slightly and peeked a frustrated but pretty golden eye open.

“Yes. Are you going to fuckin’ punish me?”

“Of course not. It was ugly anyway, I should rather thank you.”

Adam shrugged and returned to his old position.

“Don’t.”

Lucifer’s heart broke a bit more, but he decided to keep his mood.

“Okay…”

He coughed little to his fist.

“Can I si-”

“You already do.”

“I can- Sit at somewhere else if you want or anything. If you want more space for yourself.”

Adam blew out some air secretly, he just wished him to stop asking questions.

He pointed at the floor.

Lucifer smiled hopefully and sat down, still near Adam.

He summoned the duck he was working on currently, along with its stuff.

He took a brush and began painting it’s wings, it was great to have the actual inspiration around when you were making a duck.

He began going about his day to Adam, starting with plain words only to continue with paragraphs. He talked about how Charlie’s exercises were mainly focused on trauma healing, how Angel Dust’s fuck head boss bothered with a visit during the breakfast, and of course how annoying Alastor was as usual.

Adam gritted his teeth and placed the pillow over his head when he heard the first words, but of course his new ears heard everything clearer than they should. The pillow barely blocked the annoying noise.

What did he had to do for Lucifer to get that he didn’t give a shit about his boring, generic, useless life? Should he just use his old yelling.?

No, that shit worked as much as his current silent treatment.

He truly just wanted to grab the twink’s neck and throw him out of the window.

Lucifer glanced at Adam’s head when he was done with the right wing, and decided now was the time to break the news he brought with himself and the ones he would actually care about.

“…Then the angels came to visit.”

The orchestra of swears and threats in Adam’s mind suddenly fell silent when the sentence was dropped in the middle of them.

Of course he’d keep important shit for last, just a delightful way to torment him.

..

But fuck didn’t he want to hear more.

Last time he’s seen them was when Sera came to demand Adam’s soul back, only for that cunt Lilith to chime in and say that it was impossible.

Both Sera and Adam hated to admit that she was right.

He hadn’t talked to or heard from them for months almost now. He didn’t even had any ideas what the angels were doing, or were they searching for a solution to his problem.

…But that still didn’t mean he was going to ask anything to just because he had news he wanted to know.

Lucifer smiled when he saw Adam’s hands loosen around the pillow, he wasn’t burying it to his ears anymore.

Good, he had his attention, at least.

“They decided to check Charlie’s hotel once again. Considering it officially works now, they apparently decided to make it more “Heaven-like”.”

He nonchalantly switched the brushes to add the reds on Adam’s wings.

Adam wanted to slap him and just tell him to get to important stuff and details. Like who came. Or if they..

“They didn’t tell or ask me anything much about you if you’re curious.”

Adam waited for him, then groaned on the inside when he remained silent.

Of course they didn’t tell him much about him, they weren’t going to reveal heaven’s secrets and plans of getting the first man back, to the devil and Adam’s maniac capturer.

Lucifer sneaked a peek at Adam, he could tell that he was dying to hear more just by looking at how stiff he was.

He decided to keep his silence for a while, he really wanted to hear Adam’s voice more that day.

He would tell him later if he was more stubborn than he looked.

Adam cursed himself on the inside, he was going to make him work for it wasn’t he?

He’s the ruler of hell for a reason, genius.

He breathed in sharply.

“What… Did….”

He wanted to bite his tongue and shut up but he managed.

“They say.”

Lucifer’s smile grew and he turned back to the duck, thinking what shade would reflect Adam’s eyes.

If he saw them…

“Just Sera wondered why you weren’t in the hotel.”

Adam gripped the sheets in much more anger and frustration when he heard his weak humming. He swore to God if he kept silently playing with that duck he would take it and shove it up his ass.

“And..?”

Shit, maybe Lucifer had went too far with the waits.

Adam sounded the angriest he ever were in days.

“And I, uh, told her that you didn’t want to be there and were at my mansion, but really missed her and the others. And asked for a meeting.”

He really hoped this would make him happier and see that Lucifer worked for him.

Okay, this made Adam a bit more at ease. But just a tiny bit.

Seeing angels, seeing real people would be way better than anything he had there.

And escaping Lucifer just for a while.

Lucifer glanced at him with the corner of his eye, and was more than happy when he saw that he at least wasn’t that angry.

He couldn’t actually get one, but still! Adam liked the idea so it was worth it.

“Anyway, that was all they said.”

Adam didn’t answer once again, but this time it was rather to think. And he surprisingly didn’t mind the way he talked much, it was more of a white noise.

Lucifer said a few more things before he fell silent once again, a stupid smile on his face.

He finally made Adam’s eyes perfectly, after his seventh try. He then began working on the little halo he was going to have, humming that melody Adam loved back then.

As time passed, a conflicting detail appeared out of nowhere in Adam’s his mind, he frowned when he thought about it.

Why wouldn’t the angels want to see him right when they were here? Was it because they were busy?

But “angels”. Not all of them could possibly be busy, and besides, they could at least inform him themselves. He wasn’t Lucifer’s kid or anything.

The thought really got under his skin and suddenly Lucifer’s humming was as annoying as a hundred flies buzzing.

Lucifer put the shiny little halo on top of the little duck and smiled proudly at his work.

Maybe he could give it to Adam at that moment, using how he was right now as a way to get a better reaction.

“A-“

Adam decided to let his walls go for a second, just to get more information he said to himself.

“When the fuck is it? The meeting?” He snarled out, even turning around a bit to look better at him.

Lucifer dropped the done toy he had in his hands.

“Uh…”

He quickly tried to think of a random date, but his mind didn’t work well just when he needed.

Adam noticed how panicked he was, of course.

“When the fuck is it. Lucifer.”

Lucifer gulped.

“It…”

Suddenly all the anger Adam had bottled inside him that day, coupled with a long lasting ten thousand years of rage and hatred found it’s way out. He almost jumped out of his little nest of blankets snd sat straighter, even scaring Lucifer.

“Let me guess, it doesn’t exist does it?!” He said with a maniacal smile.

His eyes only held negative emotions.

It split Lucifer’s heart into two.

“It-It does! I-” He tried desperately, just when he got Adam to-!

“Oh it does? Then why don’t you call Sera right now, so I can ask her, dear Lucifer?!”

“I can’t! She told me-”

Adam laughed painfully.

“She told you to, not fucking contract her? About me? And I’m supposed to believe that you fucking follow Heaven’s orders now?!”

Lucifer felt them coming back, just like Adam’s hatred.

“Look, I know, it doesn’t-”

Adam was sure his teeth were going to crack.

“Get out.”

He almost laughed once again at Lucifer’s crocodile tears, what a fucking bold of a demon he thought he was. He got up and Lucifer did too, holding onto the night stand.

The fallen angel tried to make them go away so badly, but it couldn’t be his priority at that moment as he decided. He raised his hands in an attempt to get him to listen him.

“Adam, listen. You’re right, it doesn’t exist, but-”

Adam tried to claw him but it phased through him, of course.

“BUT, WHAT?!”

Lucifer backed away a bit, still with a spark of hope.

“I just wanted to make you feel better! You’re-!”

Adam looked around to find something to take his anger out and he saw the little duck Lucifer was working on all the time.

It fucking looked like him.

He stomped on it in a swift movement, the duck let out a big quack before it popped under the weight of Adam’s hoof.

He made sure every part of it became flat before he let it go and returned to Lucifer’s frozen, teary, snake face.

“You fucking wanted me to feel better? You?”

Lucifer’s words died down in his throat. There were almost a puddle of tears under his feet.

“I-I…”

Adam chuckled.

“There is only one fucking way for you to manage that. To make me feel better, the slightest.”

Lucifer peeked his head up, still with a smidge of hope.

He hardly lost it when it came to Adam.

Adam pointed a finger directly to his chest, his eyes still burning with all his anger towards Lucifer.

“Going away and fucking killing yourself. The only worthy thing you can do for me and the whole fucking universe!”

That was the final hit he did to Lucifer’s heart and hopes. Even his tears stopped as he just looked up to Adam. Nothing else.

Adam’s blow of anger died down in as they simply stood there for a long minute. Just the blow, not the anger.

Adam decided to go back in his bed and ignore Lucifer, he wasn’t worth more of his anger.

He heard him slowly leave the room, but he cared even less than how much he did at the beginning.

Lucifer didn’t come to dinner he was supposed to have with Adam that evening.

He never missed them.

———

Hehe…

Whew. That was a long run.

Hope you liked it, been a while since I wrote anything.

And if your confused:

1: Adam doesn’t actively wants to kill Lucifer at this point. Sure he dreams of having him “as hurt as he was” but he doesn’t want him directly dead, yk? Just wants him to live what he went through. He didn’t think he’d actually do it either, he said it as just an insult. He’s said it before, and Lucifer didn’t do anything.

2: But this time he shattered Lucifer’s already broken and barely standing together heart into near micro places.

3: I know Adam’s outburst is a bit random, sorry. But he never got calm, and kind of used this as a way to let all his anger out, not just at the thing.

4: Lucifer respawns in his bed after a few days like a sinner, but he can’t die to angelic steel either, unlike one.

[imminent-danger-came]

totally agree with you on lmks pacing, it works for me because pretty much every plot element thats supposed to matter, even if it only lasts for 2 or so episodes (i.e possessed wukong) is treated with weight

that and there arent characters/scenes that take away a substantial amount of spotlight from other things that could be focused on (smartie kid not withstanding)

YES EXACTLY. EXACTLY

Like, with possessed Wukong specifically I got everything I could have wanted from it. We had him attack MK no less than 3 times, we had MK trying to reason with him (and failing), we had MK believing in SWK (and getting him back), we had possessed Wukong fighting Macaque, it retroactively added to Wukong's "reaching for more power/immortality" arc in sick and twisted ways. I love it here.

And, look. I said *maybe* you could cut Smartie Kid from s3, with tears in my eyes, because honestly I love that episode and what it contributes. It shows us how Wukong is going to gain his strength back, and most importantly it re-establishes MK's powers and shows us how he's feeling about not having those powers. That and 3x03 takes a big bright highlighter to the fact that MK's "someone special"/"hey it's not normal that he can lift the staff", and I love that MK get's his powers back playing a rigged game. I also love that MK literally bets his friends in order to force himself to win (aka "going too far in the pursuit of power", because that's what monkeys do). MK deciding he was going to be the "smart one" after losing his sense of identity as the "Monkie Kid" is such a him choice. That was so MK of him. Plus, I think it's a nice transition episode between "The Great Grand Dragon of the East" and "The Winning Side".

[weirdcat1213]

trigun bookclub time :D volume 2 thoughts

chap 00.1

-vash's method of meditation is the only one that's valid in my eyes/j

-3 seconds of meditating vs 3 hours of training...huh...i wonder...why is that...and what...that says about him...

-hes bad at chess hes like me fr fr

-yey we love a day without casualties :D

chap 00.2

-the bit about us taking shelter on technology but still not knowing what the future holds...yeah that feels timeless now huh

-vash don't go there! oh no he has earbuds he cant hear me (that would literally happen to me tho)

-i love that panel where no one says anything after the girl is like "yeah i can give you pocket money." nice representation of the irritation people feel towards that kind of people. they arent mad just really tired of that bs

-oh man thats actually pretty horrible (page 23)

-"and i think of nothing but love and peace" besides that we know your head is empty but we love you so its ok

-yeah vash show her the real world

-interesting that he makes her see the chance of her dad dying (he didnt know what was gonna happen) which makes sense cuz she cant run from the truth anymore but its also interesting cuz if we was able to not see it he would. he hates seeing people dying and yet he watches and makes others watch. i dont think its about "if i have to, you have to as well" but more about her seeing the consequences of violence (what her father did) and the cycle of hate so she doesnt repeat it. idk.

chap 1

-rem coming out of his coat....hm....

-weird man coming

-YEAH SEND HIM TO HELL >:D

-if rem is holding him back you say...hmmm...i will go back to that later

-well thats creepy

chap 2

-my boi is in jail nooooooooooooo

-you can feel the size of the ship with one panel nightow is ridiculously talented when creating big spaces, like the sandsteamer shot in the last volume

-..... :c

-my babygirl :c

-i like he started the flashback angry as hell and then it turned into sadness cuz even if he makes knives pay nothing will bring rem back

-also the literal ship crashing into his memories what if I [redacted]

-SEE LOOK AT THAT SHIT! SPACE FEELS MASSIVE AND ITS LITERALLY JUST THE PLANET AND THE SHIP

-aaaand hes angry as hell again cuz the memory finished with knives. interesting

-dont look at me with those kind eyes, we saw you

-YEY ITS DIABLO TIME :D go get em

chap 3

-aw cmon :c

-and there goes the arm

-hey >:[ dont call my girl milly an idiot

-ugh you can feel how fucking stressed out he is ahhhhhhhhh

-ah yes, we love seeing how right knives is...

-huh, i wonder if knives is smiling cuz before he was like "nah she was stupid like the rest" but since she got to correct the ships's trajectory he got a bit of respect for her in the end

-is monev vs vash supposed to be like david and goliath? hm

-my god thats fucking beautiful

-also i dont think thats a ghost but maybe like her presence? like vash is remembering her and her kindness

-AH I HATE THAT I HATE THAT. THE CHAPTER IS CALLED FRAGILE, ENDS UP WITH VASH CRYING AND THE "rem" IS SO LITTLE THAT IS ONLY MEANT FOR US AND VASH TO BE AWARE OF IT WHAT IF I CRIED A RIVER AHHHHHH

chap 4

-oh meryl...oh honey...sweetie...

-the scars appear :D yey :D

-meryl is kinda asking him "arent you tired of being nice dont you want to go apeshit" but not really and i like that

-yknow what meryl is right pls go away and live a quiet life pls, ik whats coming but just thinking about it....

-yee ik the reason why but still >:v

-oh....oh i actually forgot about that...oh

-"rem didnt sacrifice her life for a world like that" im tearing up actually and idk why...its been a hard week

-lmao hes so mad at vash

-yeah hunt him down babygirl >:D

chap 5

-....metal >:D

-they deserved it btw

-huh thats actually kinda nice of him i forgot

-ofc he would blame vash for that, then again vash makes all of us at least a little bit soft i think

chap 6

-i love you vash that takes his sweet time to process traumatic situations, yes that was scary

-vash saying "im the deathwish" means a lot to me as an mcr fan lmao. i will think more about that later tho

-HES HEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

-YES YOU ARE A PRIEST OMG WHY AM I THIS EXCITED

-THEY MEET, OMG THEY ARE MEETING! AMAZING!

-STOP BLUSHING BRO LIKE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING HIS CHIN LIKE THAT YO

-"go home or go to hell" oh im getting that on a tattoo one day actually, so metal

-...cmon, me me big boi

-THAT SMILE, THAT DAMN SMILE im gonna jump off my local cliff

-vash in the beginning saying he can read people and then wolfwood comes and READS HIM LIKE ITS NOTHING

chap 7

-"is that a friend of yours" he looks so offended lmao

-ahhhh that must be so scary, he already has knives to worry about but the fact not everyone can see legato makes his job harder ahhhhh

-bye baby ily (hes my son that i only share with a couple of other ww enjoyers)

-CAN YOU STOP BEING GAY FOR 2 MINUTES

-OH THAT PANEL IS SO GOOD (also even more princess coded, like looking at really from a castle idk)

-GUYS GUYS MY WIFE IS HERE

-i keep forgetting hes missing his little arm :c

-lmao wolfwood is right, i wouldnt go to a church all the way there :b

-yeah and shes hot while teleporting all over the place

-ok but shes really fucking cool, despite wanting to kill my comfort character, yknow how these things go

-OHOHOHOO THAT PANEL WITH VASH FOCUSING IS AMAZING

-YESSSSS, SO METALLLLL

chap 8

-aaaand...there goes my wife

-ahhhhhh he looks so little :c

-OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HES COMING, HES NEAR

-idk ww :c idk when will it end

-OH WOW OH SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT THAT

-yeah right i dont like this part :b (its not bad just personal stuff)

-ok he do be looking pretty tho, i wonder if its a family thing

-YEAH MERYL SMACK THAT MF

-im a ball of rugged paper and my feelings are nothing...thanks nightow ily

-oh wait...he actually thought that was the end...thats so fucking smart nightow...wow i never considered that....

-aw babygirl :c but i cant even imagine how that must feel, how much hate he feels towards knives rn

-i think besides the "he called me by my name" meryl and milly let him go cuz they just felt he was going to matter what, like you can feel vash and his unstoppable energy on those pages

-oh hes so fucking pretty

-WAIT I NEVER NOTICED THAT BUT YEAH THAT WAS ON STAMPEDE EP 3 HOLY FUCK, THEY SAID THE SAME THING

-knives just fucking reads vash like an open book its incredible and it makes me so sad cuz vash cant escape, he cant hide nothing, not in front of knives

-he cant be knives without the good old gaslighting >:D

-the yelling throughout the page is amazing

-vash is crying noooooooooooooooo :c

-NO. STAY AWAY FROM ME, EVIL PANEL THAT HAUNTS MY DREAMS

-also :c

-im not too sure of what happened with his legs but ok sure

-im afraid my babygirl cant give you an answer ww, i dont think he knows

-.....why is the world so mean to him :c

[satellite-slickers]

okay thats it time to clear house there are fucking too many of you now. survival of the fittest those of you who are strong enough will die off and my notifications wont be filling with hundreds of them every day

the internet left is straight up canibalistic and impotent. you talk about a revolution and killing billionaires but the thought of giving up chick fillet or something else equally trivial is completely beyond you. how am i supposed to take you seriously anout wanting to go through the painful and potentially devastating concequences of forcibly changing society if you don't have the conviction to even give up your creature comforts. until you so called leftists grow a spine and actualy do the basics like get q long term strategy in place i am not going to believe that you have what it takes.

on the same note. yall are so fucking dramatic and love drama to the point that you will gladly tear into each other and try to paint other leftists as villains for not being ideologically pure as you think you are. you cant build a colelition or a movement if you arent willing to join with people you dont agree 100% with. and you cant do shit if youre more concerned with looking like the wokest person in the room than you are actually affecting systemic change

the harry potter game thing is a microcosm. i do not care qbout the harry potter game. as a trans person. i dont care. you're shadow boxing in platos cave trying to win a symbolic victory against a single terf. meanwhile our rights are being stripped away from us while you are focused on bullying people into not playing a videp game like thats actually going to fix anything. someone streaming that fucking terrible game and raising money to donate to a trans charity is doing infinitely more good for me and the rest of the trans community than the rest of you fuckers combined

ai art is fine actually. and while there needs to ne regulation about how datasets qre compiled. it is not plageriam and is not art theft and is not copying your art style the devil and is actualy good and cool you just have a fundumental misunderstanding of how the technology works. the exploitation and undervaluation of artists in our society is not new and is not because of ai art. you want to help artists? stop shadow boxing in platos cave and actually support artists and create networks with the aim of making sure that artists actually get paid and get credit for the work they do

people can ship or write or he off too whatever the hell they like its none of my business

i am not proship, not because i dont share their views about fiction. but because i dont believe that they go far enough. the anti anti movement had it right but the proship comunity is very much "fuck you i got mine" they want to play with their fanfic and read their stories and dont want to actually explore thought or principles beyond that. things dont matter and arent bad if they arent hurting real people? okay then. in that case pedophiles and zoophiles dont deserve harasment if they arent actually hurting anykne. incest is fine as long as its consentual and using mental health problems (hes insane, theyre psychotic, theyre a narcasist, they lack empathy conservatism appeals to the mentaly ill, trying to say that mass murderers or child molesters or corrupt politicians are that way because there is something mentally wrong with them) as a way to condem their character means that YOU are the terrible person. claiming that only people who aren't neurotypical can be monsters is abelist. theres no other way about it

some of you straight up dont have principles, you call yourself progressive but you are still working on that gut level "it makes me feel weird pr gross to think about and upsets me and therefor it must be evil" like a five year old, you never actually examined your beliefs and your feelings and developed a moral code that you stick to even when it is hard and it shows

[ireallylikehickorysticksyay]

it always makes me somewhat irrationally angry when i hear british people bitchabout rain... like, no fucking shit sherlock, it's a god damn past tense rainforrest's rotting corps youre living in. you think your ancestors cutting down the trees and getting rid of every fucking "unsavoury" wild animal would cut down on the rain as well? No. now you just have insufferable heat in the summer too, and substantially less filtration for the rain you're still (ungratefull for) living with dont get me started on the fucking pizza oven maze you got going on for your biggest city like.... ? were your designer daddies trying to kill you? there's trees who are considered interesting and gated honourably because they arent small baby sappling christmas sized. YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE SUROUNDED BY TREES THE WIDTH OF FIVE MORBIDLY OBESE ADULT HUMANS YOU SHOULD BE ABLE TO HAVE AT LEAST FOUR AND A HALF PEOPLE BE ABLE TO T POSE AS THE WIDTH OF SOME OF THESE TREES the "bIg TrEe" you're celebrating is a fucking CHILD compared to the TITAN GODS OF LUSH EVERGREEN your supposed to be guarded by the elements with. THESE TREES ARE SUPPOSED TO WIELD ENTIRE ECOSYSTEMS AND OTHER PLANTS ON THEIR BRANCHES WITH EASE they stole this from you, yet you complain about the weather? why are you not infuriated by what people in power before you have smothered out?

NO FUCKING SHIT YOU'RE ALL MISERABLE BASTARDS (no offense of course ^-^) YOU SHOULD BE FUCKING PISSED OFF

but also no. shut the fuck up.

im especially angry because i know my home is probably going to end up the same way, of course i dont hate the actual loggers, they're just trying to survive in a capitalist hellscape, i get that they have families to feed and dont get a real say in what is going to get cut down whether they quit/get fired or stick around for the paycheck to avoid homelessness. but the pencil pushers who think it's a good idea to shave down what we still have? the remorseless pieces of shit who hire those pencil pushers? i will not miss them if or when they go missing.

grrr

it always makes me somewhat irrationally angry when british people bitchabout the weather. because they should be angry about what they dont seem to understand what was taken from them, i wish they'd get angry, because if they cant then im scared what that means for us, and our next generation. i feel like there's nothing i can do as corrupt forestry propaganda hollers how forsestry builds jobs as they tear everything down before moving to the next fifty acres because there's no more feasible work left for them in the area.bC wAs BuIlT oN fOrEsTrY ... okay? so what? bc was built (partially) on forestry (also fishing and fur trade and water distribution and the art inspired by the lack of habitat loss compared to places lik the uk on top of so so much more than JUST forestry you self centered propogandizing tumors) in the same way canada was built on genocide. in the same way elon muck was built on child-slave labour. in the same way most pimps are built on human trafficking. it doesnt make it right it doesnt make it sustainable. people before us needed to log to make room for homes the eurocentric way. we have more than enough human habitat, lets leave the rest so we can actually thrive in it rather than just kill everything including ourselves?

BC ALONE IS 25 PERCENT OF ALL TEMPERATE RAINFOREST LEFT. DO YOU UNDERSTAND. the ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD. WE HAVE A QUARTER OF IT AND YOU'RE RAKING IT AWAY.

we are a first world country if we cant protect our forests then what the fuck does that mean for other rainforests temperate or not in third world?

(emotional support martens because dopamine, they're the most adorable mischievous little shits you'll ever meet <3)

i live specifically on vancouver island, so NOT cutting down trees so we can be better protected against landslides and the elements is even more important, any issue wed have would be magnified

[filmbyjy]

JAM OUT - eighteen! worst day ever

synopsis > who knew you’d break the first rule of being in a friends with benefits relationship? maybe it was lee heeseung himself that made you catch feelings. either ways, he doesn’t do feelings and you knew that. as your relationship with heeseung strains so does the band. what happens then?

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you weren’t one to barge home just so easily. even if you did, it was probably cause heeseung wanted a quickie before he went to play basketball with his friends (or hookup for the night)

but this time…you couldn’t take it. you had to question to boy.

“what the fuck is wrong with you.” you asked the boy as he was busy aggressively clicking on the controller. he looks up at you and pauses the game. which he did surprisingly. a bottle of soju next to him, pretty evident he had been drinking.

you noted that he probably went out with that girl earlier hence he had a new bottle of soju in his hands.

“what’s wrong with me? what’s wrong with you?”

“dont fucking contradict my question with another question, lee heeseung. answer me why the fuck you are so salty about me being with jake?”

“jake will only hurt your heart sweetheart.”

“and you haven’t been doing that?”

“(name), what do you mean?”

“I thought we were loyal to each other. we made that the number one rule of this fucked up relationship have!”

“but we also made it rule to not tell anyone else.”

“BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN YOU CAN GO AROUND FUCKING OTHER GIRLS WHO ARENT ME! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LOYAL TO EACH OTHER.”

“well you fucked jake.” heeseung shrugs.

you groaned and tugged on your hair, “YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO BREAK THAT FUCKING RULE.”

“but you still did it.” heeseung says.

“heeseung you’re fucked up in the damn brain. I cant believe I fell in love with you, god.”

then it hits you. the words spilling out faster than you could stop yourself.

“you fell in love with me?” heeseung asks

“heeseung, can we please just forget what I said?” your voice strained.

“no, listen. you fell in love with me? while we hold this relationship? you know i dont do relationships (name).”

“EXACTLY, YOU WERE THE IDIOT THAT MADE THIS WHOLE RELATIONSHIP.” you say.

“AND YOU AGREED TO IT.”

“FUCK YOU, I WISH I NEVER BECAME FRIENDS WITH YOU OR FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU.” you yelled.

something crashes and when you turned to see who it was. it was your other friends. the boys, yeji and ryujin. their jaws were dropped. your eyes with the last person whom you didn’t want to know of this relationship with heeseung.

jungwon.

you ran up the steps and simply ran away. jake, sunoo, yeji and ryujin following in your steps. ni-ki, jay, sunghoon, hueningkai, taehyun and jungwon stayed.

jungwon balls up his fist and swings right at heeseung. heeseung holds up his jaw, shocked that the younger boy swung at him. jungwon gives heeseung the nastiest glare and jay only holds him back from causing more trouble. sunghoon goes to help heeseung up.

“LET ME HAVE HIM. HE HURT MY NOONA.” jungwon growls (which was cute to jay but now was not the time for simping)

“come on, hit me more. I’m proud to admit that I hurt your sister and made her cry a bunch. I am proud to say, I successfully played with your sister.” those words spill out of heeseung faster than he could stop himself.

jungwon fights to get out of jay’s grasp and jay tries his back to hold jungwon back. tears stinging jungwon’s eyes, it was angry tears. he was filled with rage.

“sunghoon, huening, ni-ki stay with heeseung hyung. me, taehyun and yedam will bring jungwon up to meet (name) and make sure she is alright.” jay instructs. sunghoon nods and so jay goes up whilst dragging jungwon.

the door opens and all jay sees is jake comforting you as you were bawling your eyes out. he lets jungwon go and jungwon falls to the ground crying equally as hard you. jay wraps his arms around the boy, caging him and letting him cry as much as he wanted.

everyone felt the sick tension in the air and they hated it. yedam, taehyun, sunoo, yeji and ryujin stole glances at each other, knowing this would end horribly.

“noona.” jungwon suddenly looks up. you looked up at your younger brother and simply held out your arms. jake lets you go and jungwon ran into your arms. crying harder by the second.

you hated this. you hated seeing your brother cry because of you.

today was officially the worst day for both you and jungwon.

and it was all because of

lee heeseung

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[kalopses-sonderes]

~{ it was inevitable, my dear. }~ part 1

an angst series of Madeline(x Reader) Pure Vanilla(x reader) Eclair(x reader) vs Dark enchantress(x reader).

“Baker is coming with me to the Barrel Inn!” Shouted Pure Vanilla.

”No! Baker is coming with me to the Maison Du Cake!” Éclair Shouted back.

You were in the jewelry salon looking for a few things. Éclair and Pure Vanilla was escorting you around town, little did you know they shot dirty looks at each other when you weren’t looking.

They we’re suffocating to be around, you didnt need to see them throwing dirty glares but there was a lot of tension, everyone else could tell to.

You got what you needed and walked out, you see the two cookies bickering so you decided to not intervene. Whos know what would happen if you did, maybe they would get on there ?knees?(do they have those?) and beg for forgiveness.

Cookies tried to get there attention and tell them you were watching but it didn't work.

After a few minutes you decided it would be best if you said something, but it would make your life a lot easier to walk away. So you did.

~3 hours later~ Pure Vanilla and Eclair was searching for you. To them you went missing, taken away! But really you were in the castle having a tea party with Hollyberry! You noticed they havent came back yet so you( and other cookies because they dont want you to get hurt) went to look for them.

”This is all your fault!” Eclair yelled at Pure Vanilla.

”If you left My dear Baker alone, none of this would have happened!”

”They arent Just your baker!”

“I swear i’ll-“ Pure Vanilla was cut off.

”Will you both quit it! Baker is safe!” yelled Hollyberry, she knew how competitive they were but she didn't think they would argue in front of baker.

~Back at the castle~ They were given a lecture by Hollyberry, when they opened the door she saw the cookies that were supposed to help baker look for Eclair and Pure Vanilla, in distress?!

”What happened here?!” Hollyberry asked Madeline who was leaned on a wall hyperventilating.

”baker..” there was a pause as the other cookies began to quiet down so hollyB could hear. “Theyre gone…”

They room went silent, They were Gone?

“What do you mean.. Gone?” Theyve never heard HollyB so serious, well for Pure Vanilla it was the second maybe third.

Madeline and tea knight explained how they just went missing, one second they were next to them the next they were gone!?

Eclair and Pure Vanilla didnt take this well they was one thing going through their mind..

Its my fault… This is all my fault…

its my fault…

this is all my fault….

Well there was nothing they could do for now, they could be anywhere in earthbread…

The doors to the castle flew open, it was Pumpkin Pie Cookie?!

this is a moment of distress, what could she possibly need. Eclair thought.

”Pumpkin Pie right Now is not the time-“ HollyB tried saying.

”I saw Baker being dragged im the forest!” Pumpkin pie cried.

”WHAT! WHERE?!” Everyone said.

”to the sweet tower of Chaos!” pumkin pie cried again, tears started to soil her lovely dress.

everyone rushed passed her. Hollyberry, Pure Vanilla, Eclair, Almond, Rasberry, Espresso, Tea knight, but two cookies didnt follow.

Pumpkin pie and madeline.

Pumpkin pie asked Madeline “Why Arent you following them?”

”Why dont you have pon pom with you?” Madeline shot back.

YALL MUST WAIT FOR PART 2 TO SEE WHAT HAPPENSSS🧍🏽‍♀️

[bridgyrose]

two part ask if you don't mind Part the first: Oz takes Ruby from Tai while he's breaking down because "he obviously can't handle both of them" and has Glynda and Ironwood raise her. Part the second: Ruby meets Yang at the Vytal festival and Yang recognizes her while Ruby doesn't recognize Yang, convinced Ironwood and Glynda are her parents.

“You cant take her away from me!” Taiyang yelled at Ozpin. “I-I can take care of her, of Yang… both of them.” 

Ozpin sighed, sliding a court order towards Taiyang. “I know you can, but there are people who dont think you can. There have been reports of Yang wandering around near the forest with Ruby unattended, you’ve been throwing yourself into work and the daycare workers are starting to question if you’re really here enough for them.” 

Taiyang looked over the court order, looking over the signatures of each of the council members, his hands shaking. It was unusual for the council members to be involved in a ruling like this, but since he was a huntsman and under Ozpin, it made sense. “What will happen to her?” 

“Glynda has offered to raise her, and James has room for her as well. Yang will stay under your custody since she’ll start her schooling soon, but Ruby… she cant stay here and you know it.” 

“She’s… she’s all I have left of Summer.” Taiyang sat the paper down and looked away. “I cant… I cant let her go.” 

“You dont have a choice.” Ozpin stood up and sighed. “I’ll wait outside while you pack her things.” 

Taiyang nodded and slowly picked himself up, taking a deep breath to calm himself as he made his way upstairs to the bedroom he put Ruby in. He paused as he heard Yang, his heart breaking. 

“Is everything okay?” 

“Ruby… Ruby has to go away for a while,” Taiyang answered, kneeling down to pull Yang into a hug. “I need to pack her things.” 

Yang pressed into the hug. “How long will she be away for?” 

“I… I dont know.” Taiyang pulled away and started to make his way into Ruby’s room. “Its time for you to go to bed. I’ll… I’ll read you a story once I’m finished.” 

“Okay…” 

Taiyang sighed and slowly started to pack up the few clothes Ruby had, along with a few of her toys while his daughter slept. He paused as he looked over the fairytale book that Summer had left for her, tears welling up in his eyes as he packed it away. Once he was finished packing up, he moved over to Ruby and gently ran his fingers through her hair before gently picking her up, making sure she didnt wake up. “I’ll make sure to get you back.” 

With heavy footsteps, he carried the sleeping Ruby and a bag of her things down the stairs, only to pause when he reached the doorway. For a moment, he thought about telling Ozpin no, wanting to fight him to keep Ruby with him. But deep down, he knew that fighting would only take both his daughters away. He slowly opened the door and stepped outside, looking away from Ozpin. “I… I can try to get her back with me, right?” 

Ozpin carefully took Ruby and her things, holding her close to his chest. “If the courts allow for it, you can appeal to have her back in your custody in a year. You need time to get yourself together and taking care of two children alone isnt going to help. If Qrow was around more often, we might be able to swing things differently-” 

“Not like you keep him close by with all the missions you send him on,” Taiyang interrupted. “He can be here more if you’d let him.” 

“Those missions are his choice.” Ozpin sighed and turned away. “I am sorry, Taiyang. Truly sorry. I tried to keep your family from being split any further. I promise, she’ll be safe and raised in a loving home until you can appeal to have her in your custody again.” 

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“Penny, you arent supposed to run off like that,” Ruby said as she followed after Penny, pushing through the crowds to make her way further into Amity Arena. “Penny!” 

“I will be fine, Ruby,” Penny answered back as she made it out of the crowds, smiling a bit as she looked down into the arena. “Besides, we’re missing the first fight!” 

Ruby sighed as she finally caught up to Penny, dusting off her blue and white Atlas uniform as she walked up next to her. “I know you’re excited, but you cant run off like that. Ciel and I still have to keep an eye on you.” 

“I do not want to miss my friends’ match!” 

Ruby looked up to the big screen, watching Yang, Blake, Weiss, and Sitri as they fought team ABRN, struggling to keep them at bay. She scoffed a bit as she looked up Team SWYB (swab) on her scroll. “For being one of the better teams Beacon has to offer, they dont seem to be doing well.” 

“I am sure they will win,” Penny said with a smile on her face. “And then maybe you can meet them once they are finished. I know you will like them.” 

“You do realize one of them is a Schnee, right?” 

“Yes, I do.” 

Ruby sighed and put her scroll away. “Father has told us we’re supposed to stay away from them.” 

“I know, but she is different.” 

Ruby watched as team SWYB finally ended the match, knocking team ABRN out of the arena with a little aura to spare. Her eyes glanced back over to Penny, watching her practically bounce on her heels in excitement. “We should give them a moment to rest before talking to them. We can check out the rest of the fairgrounds in the meantime.” 

“Alright.” 

Ruby gently took Penny’s hand and led her through the crowds and out of the arena to the fairgrounds, her mind going back to Yang. Something about her felt familiar, but she couldnt recall knowing anyone like that. Still, the thought lingered for a moment until she felt a tug from Penny. 

“Looks like they are going to eat!” Penny said excitedly. “We can join them!” 

“I’m not so sure that’s a good idea-” Ruby felt herself get tugged by Penny before she could finish her thought, trying to keep herself steady through the crowds. Once she finally stopped, she caught herself and stood at attention. 

“Weiss, Sitri, Blake, and Yang, I’d like for you to meet my partner, Ruby,” Penny said with a smile. 

Ruby put up a polite smile, bowing slightly. “Its nice to meet-” She froze as she felt Yang pull her into a hug, her body tensing up at the abruptness. 

“Its… you,” Yang said as she squeezed Ruby tightly. “Dad and I thought we’d never see you again.” 

“I think you have the wrong person.” Ruby finally got herself out of Yang’s grip, pulling away and reaching for the saber she kept on her hip. “I’ve never met you before.” 

“Of course you have, you’re my sister.” 

“I dont have a sister.” Ruby pulled out her scroll to show her school I.D. “Ruby Ironwood, huntress in training and Penny’s… handler.” 

“Yeah… but… you’re…” Yang sighed, the smile on her face disappearing. “Right. I… I might be mistaken.” 

Weiss put a hand on Yang’s shoulder. “Maybe we should get back to the dorm and rest up. We can watch Team JNPR’s fight there and take a moment to relax.” 

Ruby bowed once more, her eyes staying glued on Yang. “It was nice to meet you all, but Penny and I do need to start getting ready for our fight.” She straightened herself up and gently pulled Penny by her hand. “But we can find time for her to meet up with you again later.” 

“Sure thing, Rubes,” Yang said quietly. 

Ruby paused for a moment as she heard the nickname, a faint flicker of a memory coming up in the back of her mind before she shook it off. She continued walking through the crowds to get to lift for the arena. 

“You could have been nicer to them,” Penny said, almost pouting. “Yang did seem to recognize you-” 

“And I only know her through the research I’ve put through on those you call your friends.” Ruby stopped in her step, looking back past the crowds as she watched Team [placeholder] walk off. “She’s mistaken about who I am to her. And I think she knows that too.”

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"If you let me in, I’m ready to give you what I couldn’t before"

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warning: implied cheating (in a sense?) angst angst angst

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“If y’let me in, I’m ready to give you what I couldn’t before.”

He wrung his hands as he stood in front of her door. His stomach a mess of anxiety, sweat on his brow, he had realized just how badly he fucked up when her face barely moved. Stoic. This wasn’t his Y/N.

It had started off as simply fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. And it progressed through the months. They did things that friends with benefits shouldn’t. Snuggles and kisses and sweet nothing. Picnics and movie dates and private fluff that really had her believing that they were more than just random fucks.

Harry had wanted to have his cake and eat it too. When Y/N had opened up his phone to some sexting going on back and forth between Harry and some sorority girl, she felt her heart shatter. Seeing him talk about it wanting to taste someone else and wanting to see how tight she was, making plans to see her the day Y/N was going out of town… it had utterly wrecked her.

When confronted, Harry panicked. They had never claimed exclusivity but everything had hinted at it. His idea was that when she was away, he could play a bit and come back to have the soft snuggles and hot sex with her. There was nothing wrong with tasting a few more things, right? I didn’t matter that his stomach didn’t felt right doing it.

His mates had been on his back about the fact he wasn’t dating her and also not taking advantage of being in college. They’d gotten to his head, and he was set up with Stacey and she was good looking, decent enough. She was willing and eager and They’d texted back and forth, Harry not thinking twice about leaving his phone in the bed with Y/N as he went to the bathroom.

When she opened his phone with the few dings it had, she felt like she could throw up.

S: I can’t wait until you come over. I haven’t been fucked in agesssss.

S: honestly? I’ve had my eye on you for a while.

S: I got a set I think you may like. You said you liked red, right? ;)

Attached was a photo of a toned body in a red lace outfit, nipples able to be seen and a bare bottom with a hand covering her cunt.

S: if you can find some time to come sooner… I’ll be waiting. Xxxx

Y/N felt like she couldn’t breathe. Hand shaking slightly as she stood up, grabbing her clothes and hastily putting them on. She was so fucking stupid. So dumb. Harry was like everyone else. And it was her fault for letting this go on as much as it did.

Harry’s brows furrowed as he walked out of the bathroom to see her hastily getting dressed, tears streaming down her face. His heart broke, hating seeing her any type of upset. It was instinct, rushing to grab her and pull her into his body.

“Baby… wha’s happened? What’s the mat-“ he was interrupted by a shove, loosing his balance and falling on to the bed.

“What’s the matter? I’m…. Please, don’t touch me.” She said quietly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shove you. But this… it isn’t going to work anymore Harry. I obviously was thinking it was more than this was, and that’s my fault. You stated your opinions and wants and I was fine with that at the time-“ her voice cracked, and Harry’s stomach dropped. What was she talking about? She couldn’t know….

“Your texts. You’ve got a lovely girl named Stacey who has a nice set for you to see when y’go over on the day I leave to go back home for a day.” The bitterness was tasted even on Harry’s tongue, his throat feeling thick as he stood up. She wasn’t supposed to see those.

Shit. Shit. Why did he feel like this, like he had cheated when they weren’t anything? Why did he feel like he wanted to get sick and cry?

“We-we arent exclusive! We aren’t and y’said that was fine, we arent.” He sputtered out, making it worse. Her face dropped and her eyes hit the ground, the silence broken by a sniffle.

“Yeah. We aren’t, I guess. I dunno… when it’s a few months in and you do all those… dates, and y’introduce me to your mum and sister And have me come out every night and call me your girl… it all seemed like more. Everyone keeps askin’ me how long we’ve been dating and I suppose I’m an idiot for saying a few months when…. I jumped the gun and believed that everything you said… that I’m the most beautiful girl and youre so lucky to have me, that I’m the best you’ve ever had…. It’s easy to believe it when you must have so much practice saying it.” She laughed bitterly, throwing her shoes on her feet, throwing Harry’s shirt off and pulling on her own.

It felt like he got punched in the stomach. Realizing how badly he had fucked up, bur his ego wasn’t allowing him to admit it. The technicalities saved him, Didnt they?

“I don’t know what you want me to say.” He said though the tears burned behind his eyes. He refused to show how it was effecting him. Instead of being hit, shoved again, yelled at, she just nodded, shocking him.

“Yeah. I don’t know… I thought… was living in a fantasy land. You were giving me what I wanted but it’s obvious now that you were playing a game. You can’t actually give me what I want. I wanted to be with you.” She pushed the hair out of her face, Harry helplessly sitting on the bed as she gathered her things. The panic was setting in but he didn’t dare make a noise about how the makeup wipes being thrown into her bag tore him apart. She was leaving, leaving.

“We don’t have to- we don’t hav’ta stop, Y/N. Why?” He knew he sounded stupid when her head snapped to him, irritation covering her face.

“I know that my pussy is apparently too good and you continued this whole charade to keep it, but you can’t give me what I want. I want a boyfriend. I want someone to love me and give me those forehead kisses and say those beautiful things you said to me and mean them. You can’t give me that, can you?” The last piece of hope had shattered when he stayed silent, the silence staying around until she slammed the door shut and walked out of his life.

It hasn’t been too long since then, and he knew immediately that he was fucked up. His texts and called remained ignored and unopened. Her friends had told him to fuck off, and he understood. Mitch had smacked him upside the head and he couldn’t stomach the looks Sarah and Evie had given him when they’d found out why Y/N wasn’t tagging along anymore.

So that’s how he ended up outside her apartment door, knocking and speaking through the door. “Please. I’m a fucking idiot, Y/N … I’m an arrogant son of a bitch and I didn’t want to back down but please let me in. I meant ever bring I said to you before then. I haven’t fucked anyone else since you. Please let me in.” His voice broke, resting his head against the cool wood. “Let me give you what you want.”

His breathing caught as he heard the click of the lock.

[technowoah]

The Happy Man

Who can make the sad days into happy days? Ranboo- I mean.. "The Happy Man" can!

Or

Ranboo takes it unto himself to make your day brighter

- RANBOO X GEN! NEUTRAL READER PLATONIC!

- "ANON" REQUESTED! 🤭

Prompts!

3) "hold me" "what?" "You heard me."

11) "Forget about them. They aren't worth your time, but you know who is? Me."

⚠︎ slight swearing, angst to fluff, and Ranboo being a great friend. It's not proofread either

Hope you enjoy! Love! X

Masterlist

"My car is nearby! I didnt park far away this time."

You and Ranboo decided to hang out for the day. This entailed going to a fast food place to sit down and eat and then supermarket for no reason, just to mess around. Ranboo mom ended up calling him and told him to get groceries for the house. You two ended up exiting the supermarket with bags fill of groceries.

Ranboo decided to hang out instead of stream today which was weird. He had absolutely nothing to do today and he chose to hang out. I mean he had to have a life outside of Twitch, and you weren't complaining you wanted to spend time with your best friend.

"Yeah, thanks for that I didn't want to walk to the last parking spot in the whole area." You joked around with him lifting up the grocery bags for emphasis.

You both finallt made it to his car and put all the bags in tbe trunk of his car. You sighed as he unlocked hie car and you both got inside of it. Your head lulled back onto the headrest as you stared up at the car's roof staying silent.

"Whats wrong?" Ranboo turned to you as he turned on the radio. He tried leaning over to get a good look of your face, but you turned away from him.

"Nothing! It's all good!" You lied as you waved him off.

"Mhm. Fine, but just so you know I dont believe you." Ranboo said smartly while putting the car in reverse to back out of the parking space.

You looked out of the window as Ranboo continued to drive. Today wasn't your day. Neither was yesterday, it's all been shit for you. You couldn't explain it, your heart felt heavy all of the time and you couldn't stop worrying about the future. You knew you had big things coming up this week and even though that day wasnt here, you couldn't stop worrying about it.

You also felt guilty for your emotions being heightened all of a sudden you felt overly sensitive to everything eventhough people tell you that you arent being sensitive. Something always nagged you in the back of your mind told you that "they were lying to appease you and not make you feel worse."

You kind of felt lost. In a personal limbo of your own. Not quite finding where you are supposed to be right now and those thoughts left you up at night wondering what you're supposed to be doing to help this Earth.

Telling yourself you were overreacting you pushed those feelings away and just summed your feelings up as "I'm feeling like shit."

"Hey y/n!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"Yeah?!" His yelling startled you out of your thoughts and turned your head to face Ranboo who was sat at a red light.

"You're crying." Ranboo stated.

You were, your eyes were tearing up, but at the confrontation you felt a tear run down your cheek.

"Yeah I am." You tried to laugh, blinking more rapidly you tried to stop your tears but they kept coming.

Ranboo focused his attention on the road as the light turned green.

"Whats wrong y/n tell me." Ranboo said somberly.

"It's no big deal I just feel like shit." You shrugged while sniffing.

Your tears finally stopped. Ranboo gave you one last look before turning onto his street heading towards his house. He pulled into the driveway and parked the car.

"My parents aren't home yet so we could do whatever." Ranboo shrugged whole getting out of the car and you followed him. You both grabbed the bags out of the trunk and headed towards the door.

"We can play hide and seek like old times! Or we can just sit and play a Mario game. Who knows what this night entails for us!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"Why are you so cheerful all of a sudden?" You asked amused.

"Y/n, Ive always been like this." He replied.

"You've been neutral all day." You smiled slightly.

"Normal is overrated, lets go." Ranboo unlocked the house door as you two rushed into the kitchen to put down the bags of food.

You opened the fridge to start putting the cold items into the fridge before Ranboo tried to close the fridge door. You were pulling the door while he was trying to push the door shut.

"What are you doing?" You said getting slightly annoyed eventhough his actions meant no harm by it.

He successfully closed the fridge door and stood infront of you. He looked down on you as he bagan to speak. "Its fine! I'll put the groceries up while you pick a game in the living room." Ranboo started pushing you towards the living room ignoring your protests against it.

"Cant I just help?" You sighed turning back to him.

"Go sit! Its fine! Relax!" Ranboo waved you off while putting up the groceries.

You plopped yourself down on the loveseat infront of the TV and decided not to play a game, but go onto Netflix and put one of John Mulaney's The Comeback Kid comedy special on. These specials always seemed to help when you are in a bit of a "funk" even though you know all of the jokes in each special, but they always delighted you for the time being.

The special started to play as you curled up on the loveseat sofa and laid your head on the armrest looking at the TV.

"Good choice of content!" You heard Ranboo yell as he entered the living room and sat on the couch not that far away from you. He laid out on the couch and silently watched the special with you laughing at some of the jokes considering you both have watched The Comeback Kid multiple times.

Halfway through the show Ranboo's parents weren't home and you could feel yourself growing tired. Maybe it was all the stress around you right now.

"You wanna talk about it now?" Ranboo asked cautiously.

You paused before sighing and telling Ranboo everything. "I just feel overwhelmed. I mean, I'm emotional, too emotional and I hate it. A big thing is coming up soon and I am worried sick about it. I cant stop thinking about it. I dont even know what I'm supposed to be doing here, on this Earth. Worrying about the future isnt the reason I'm here. My mind is just a mess and-"

"And its okay! Your feelings are valid and right now I cant change how you feel, but I can try. The only thing I can do is try and make you happy, but that doesn't make the issues go away. I mean putting on John Mulaney is a start. I just want to be helpful to my friend." Ranboo interrupted you as you started tearing up at your friend's confession.

"Thank you Ranboo." You smiled.

"Of course! That's what friends do. I wish I coukd enter your mind like a little bug and change everything in there." Ranboo laughed.

"You didn't have to phrase it like that! I understand though, but I wouldn't change my mind. What if I forget you."

"You wouldn't! Ill make sure to keep myself in your mind for good." Ranboo said before sitting up on the couch with his arms out.

"C'mon!" Ranboo continues to hold his arms open towards you. You continued to give him a confused look until he spoke again.

"Hold me."

"What?"

"You heard me." Ranboo said bluntly.

You walked over to the could Ranboo was sitting on and wrapped your arms around him and he did the same. You two stayed like that for a while before it got a little awkward so Ranboo laid back and brought you down with him so your head was lying in his armpit area.

Ranboo was right, he couldn't make the issues go away, but he could at least distract you for a while and thats why you let it happen. Its easier to let a distraction come instead of staying inside of your mind, which was a horrible and beautiful place to be in. You were super grateful to have Ranboo as a friend, and you hoped he knew you would do the same for him.

"Remember when we dressed up like Team Rocket that Halloween?" Ranboo asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh! That was so bad." You smiled while the TV still played.

"No it wasn't! We looker great!"

"Except for those wigs! We got them from a horrible costume shop."

"Ew yeah everything except the wigs." Ranboo said disturbed of the memory.

The room fell silent except for the sounds of John Mulaney in the background. It was a comforting silence. You felt yourself drifting off into sleep as Ranboo changed to another special on Netflix.

"Ranboo, you wanna play Mario Kart later?" You asked.

"Later why not now?! My mom's probably gonna want to hog the TV when she gets home."

"No she wouldn't. We'll be fine I just wanna sleep." You responded with your eyes closed. "Sleep the sadness away." You tried joking, but to Ranboo it came out worse than intended.

"Well if you dont mind me asking. What's on your mind right now?" Ranboo cautiously asked again.

"The people in my life and how they think of me. How they perceive me, and if I need to be better." You said sighing trying to keep the tears from flowing onto Ranboo's shirt.

Ranboo started. "Forget about them. They aren't worth your time, but you know who is? Me."

"So true Ranboo."

"Hey that rhymed! But just focus on me cause Im the Happy Man!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"The wha-"

Ranboo cut you off. "The Happy Man! I can turn sad days into happy bright days in an instant. I get a lot of recognition, Im surprised you haven't heard of me."

"I mean Ranboo you help me be happier." You chuckled while speaking.

"No, no, no, I dont know who Ranboo is I'm the Happy Man."

"Ranboo I just called you "Ranboo" a few minutes ago." You deadpaned.

"Still dont know who you're talking about." Ranboo still acted oblivious.

"Alright then. Thanks the Happy Man." You smiled as you closed your eyes again.

"Of course y/n." Ranboo squeezed your shoulder in a comforting way.

"My check will be in the mail for my services."

"Let me sleep Happy Man."

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