#bless these idiot brothers 😂

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ducks, ducks, ducks

jamie drysdale x fem!hughes!reader

social media au set before injury & trade! (still salty about it)

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y/n.hughes: ducks, ducks, ducks 🦆

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yourbestie: ducks!!

userone: the best duck there is

usertwo: fr!

userthree: who? jamie or y/n?

userone: y/n 100% userthree

trevorzegras: i’m still petty over the fact that you didn’t hug me first

y/n.hughes: i would’ve if you didn’t take forever to leave the locker room

jamie.drysdale: you were too slow z

trevorzegras: ☹️

userfour: trev being petty over the fact that he wasn’t one of the first people to hug y/n after the game has me ROLLING 😭

userfive: fr!! i love how jokingly possessive he is over the hughes siblings. it’s too funny

usersix: esp over jack and y/n. it’s hilarious 😂

yourroommate: how much sleep did you get this weekend?

y/n.hughes: none ☺️

yourroommate: babes

yourbestie: she literally brought her suitcase to the party so she could immediately go straight to the airport afterwards

userseven: stop!! that’s so cute!!

y/n.hughes: worth it tho

jamie.drysdale: loved having you at my game baby 🤍

jackhughes: is that why you ignored my facetime earlier 🥲

y/n.hughes: yes. i had other priorities

jackhughes: wow. so your older brother isn’t a priority? i see how it is 😒

y/n.hughes: dramatic ass

jackhughes: i’m telling mom!

usereight: y/n knows where her priorities lie lol

_quinnhughes: hope you had fun sis!

y/n.hughes: i did! thank you quinny <33

lhughes_06: take notes jackhughes

jackhughes: i’m being attacked at all sides aren’t i

colecaufield: when are you going to visit 😖

y/n.hughes: bake me your moms homemade cookies and then we’ll talk

colecaufield: done ✅

anaheimducks: the best duck we know!

markestapa: visit us next!!

tyler_duke5: on my knees begging

alexturcotte: hope oregon’s treating you well girl hughes!!

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y/n.hughes: why do i have to be such a studious gf that’s pursuing her college degree and not a stay at home gf 😫

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trevorzegras: just drop out. problem solved

userone: that’s not

jackhughes: are you encouraging my sister to drop out of college z 🤨

trevorzegras: just saying j. it’s an easy fix

lhughes_06: that’s what you get for double majoring in english and communications with a minor in political science girlie

usertwo: did luke just refer to his sister as girlie?

userthree: yes, yes he did

y/n.hughes: at least i’ll have a degree in my name & not just on the back of a jersey

trevorzegras: DAYUMM BABY HUGHES YOU JUST GOT BURNED

y/n.hughes: same goes for you trev

userfour: oop

jamie.drysdale: because you’re a smart and hardworking girl baby ☺️

y/n.hughes: awww jimmy!! i love you so much ❤️❤️

userfive: are we just going to brush over the fact that y/n is a double major with a minor?? babes is getting NO sleep

y/n.hughes: ZERO

y/n.hughes: sleep is for the weak!

usersix: praying for your health & sanity bbg

userfive: get some sleep girl!! it’s important for your health!

yourbestie: get that degree babes!! be the most studious wag ever!!

yourroommate: FRFR

anaheimducks: getting the jack ready rn

luca.fantilli: the smartest hughes

lhughes_06: offense taken

y/n.hughes: thank you luca <3 speaking the truth fr

rutgermcgroarty: speaking of the smart hughes, can you help me with my essay y/n.hughes 😖

y/n.hughes: ofc rut! i’ll call you at 9

rutgermcgroarty: bless thank you 🙏

elhughes: so proud of you baby 💚💚

y/n.hughes: thank you mama!! i love you so much 🤍

jackhughes: the smartest sister i have

_quinnhughes: she’s the only sister you have idiot

jackhughes: okay and ???

userseven: the pic of jamie tying her shoe 😭😭

masonmctavish23: the most studious person i know!

trevorzegras: idk why but i feel offended

y/n.hughes: babes, we all know you practically have an iq of a grape

jackhughes: she isn’t wrong z 😂

y/n.hughes just posted to their story!

caption: last date night with lover boy until thanksgiving break jamie.drysdale :(

trevorzegras replied!

finally! i no longer have to deal with you and jimbo’s lovey dovey grossness 🤢

jk! love you 🫶🏼 you make jimmy more tolerable

jamie.drysdale replied!

i’m going to miss you baby! :( study hard & take care of yourself lovey 🤍

lhughes_06 replied!

since when were you NOT coming home for turkey break??! 🤨

[marnerparty]

lost dog

Mitch Marner x Matthews!reader

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ynmatthews found this adorable dog in the Toronto area! Please let me know if it’s yours!

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user1 adorable

yourbestfriend why do animals always find their way to you?

ynmatthews right!? I must be Snow White

yourbestfriend maybe you’ll find your prince 😏

user2 you’re kidding right?

ynmatthews about . . . ?

user2 you should know whose dog this is

ynmatthews sorry??

williamnylander Mitch is shitting his pants right now

ynmatthews Mitch?

austonmatthews i’m embarrassed to be your brother

ynmatthews i’m so confused

austonmatthews if you came to my games and met more than one of my teammates you’d understand

williamnylander don’t listen to him, he’s a being a bitch. it’s our teammates dog

user3 when she’s Auston’s sister and doesn’t know Mitch freaking Marner

ynmatthews sorry! i’m not a hockey person!

marner_93 you are a life saver. check your dms please!

user4 imagine getting dms from Mitch Marner

williamnylander yn’s living everyone’s dream rn

ynmatthews

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ynmatthews dog returned ✅

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marner_93 can’t say thank you enough! Zeus was sad to see you go

ynmatthews so glad I could help!

user1 a friendship I didn’t know I needed

yourbestfriend prince?

ynmatthews nope

austonmatthews 👀

williamnylander now you’ve met another teammate!

ynmatthews funny will. i’m laughing

austonmatthews if you would just come to your first hockey game the joke would end

williamnylander ^^^

calemakar first leafs game*

ynmatthews cale it was a secret 🤦🏼‍♀️

austonmatthews I KNOW you didn’t go to an avalanche game as your first NHL game

ynmatthews but cale’s my bestie 🥹

austonmatthews I’M YOUR BROTHER

user2 the Matthews are hectic

austonmatthews yn’s hectic*

ynmatthews Auston’s hectic*

marner_93

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marner_93 i think she’s been using me for my dog for the last 2 years

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ynmatthews ofc I am!

williamnylander that view 🤩

marner_93 right?

austonmatthews hey guys, older brother here! just wondering when you were going to tell me you snuck off to mexico?

ynmatthews where have you been Auston?

marner_93 did we sneak?

ynmatthews def sneaked

austonmatthews 😮

yourbestfriend not your prince?

ynmatthews shut up

marner_93 king*

user1 I’m so happy for them

calemakar and she’s still only been to an avalanche game 😎

user2 even after 2 years!?

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ynmatthews okay, I’m a hockey person now :)

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yourbestfriend YN WHAT!?

ynmatthews IK

yourbestfriend now would be the time where you say…

ynmatthews yes, you were right. he’s my prince :)

calemakar i’m so happy for you matty ❤️

ynmatthews i love you my cale💙

marner_93 🤍🤍

ynmatthews i’m so in love with you Mitch Marner

williamnylander I remember when you didn’t even know his name

ynmatthews yeah and everyone made sure I knew how much of an idiot I was 😂

user1 last name upgrade

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austonmatthews so happy for you guys

ynmatthews love you bro 💙

marner_93 thanks for your blessing Auston ❤️

ynmatthews you asked him for his blessing?🥹

calemakar marry him immediately

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marner_93 we’re pretty good at this sneaking around thing

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calemakar YOU DIDN’T

ynmatthews we did

marner_93 only Zeus knew :)

williamnylander now you can’t be my favorite Matthews :( but congrats nonetheless

ynmatthews I was your favorite? 🥹

williamnylander duh

ynmatthews Mitch, buddy, we gotta talk

user1 plot twist: Mitch becomes a Matthews

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yourbestfriend I wish I was angry but this is so you. congrats my love

ynmatthews love you long time ❤️

nhl cheers to the Marners!

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austonmatthews and after everything you two get eloped

ynmatthews you’re shocked?

austonmatthews nope

mapleleafs I think this means she’ll finally be catching a game!

ynmatthews 😐

williamnylander oh that’s good

bunting27 congrats to you both!

marner_93 thanks man!

ynmatthews it means a lot mikey!🤍

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ynmarner & to think w/out Zeus I wouldn’t have Mitch 🤍

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user1 who would’ve thought

austonmatthews he would do yoga

ynmarner i’ve asked him not to tbh

marner_93 that’s false

ynmarner mitch you’re my husband now back me up

austonmatthews well he was my teammate first 🤷🏼‍♀️

marner_93 bros before hoes

ynmarner divorce

austonmatthews he’ll get through it, not a big loss

calemakar okay I feel the need to step in

ynmarner please do I’m sad

marner_93 she’s sitting across from me giggling

ynmatthews 😮

williamnylander wow marriage is starting off great you guys

yourbestfriend remember all of the “20 mile runs”

austonmatthews why is that in quotes?

yourbestfriend 😳

austonmatthews yn?

ynmarner take a guess at how many miles away Mitch’s house was from mine . . .

austonmatthews shut the front door

yourbestfriend she shut Mitch’s often!

mapleleafs Zeus is such a good boy!

ynmarner the best!

user2 how long do we think this lasts?

marner_93 forever and ever and ever

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ynmarner because we really needed one more secret to keep . . .

Grayson Auston Marner 💙

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[amused-bouche]

Meme from @itsbuck (lilbishfacemcgee)

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw //for all of them😂

Answers will be under the cut because I have 14 muses to answer for:

Roman: He would say his biggest flaw is his lack of get up and go, as in, he doesn't go to many places. He sticks to his woods and craft shows / job sites he works on.

His actual flaw is he cares too much almost too immediately. He wants to help people, even if he's just met them. If he's not careful, he can be taken advantage of.

Rafael: He would say that he has pent up energy issues with his being a werebear. It leads him down a dangerous road with how he makes his money in the underground fighting circuit, but thus far, it seems to be the only thing that helps keep him in check. It is also his actual flaw, as it causes his brother more distress than he needs sometimes, depending on the condition he comes home in.

Dante: He would say he can't flirt worth a damn and makes an idiot of himself. Plain and simple.

His biggest flaw is actually his insecurity of himself as a person. It gets in the way of a lot that he would like to do and him making real connections. It even plays into him finding his own place.

Jackson: He would say that he has a tendency to work too hard and sometimes he forgets to come up for air.

His real flaw, is both a blessing and a curse, is his inability to give up on people. He will sacrifice left and right for the people he cares for to the point it puts his mental and physical well being at risk. Sometimes it pays off, sometimes it doesn't. It puts him through the wringer every time and takes a massive toll on him.

Olivia-Grace: She would say she's stubborn. Not much else to it.

Her biggest flaw is at times, she can be a real people pleaser, within reason. She has her limits, of course. Much like her father (Jackson), she will put others in front of herself.

Michael: He would say his biggest flaw is how easily he can become addicted to almost anything. People, foods, potions, etc., etc.

While the stated above is a major flaw, his biggest flaw is his inability to see the bad in anyone. It's what gets him into those above situations to begin with. Sometimes his good faith in others pays off, but nine times out of ten, it does not and he ends up hurt almost beyond repair.

Vesper: She might say she can be too upbeat, sometimes in the wrong situations. She always wants to look for the positives.

Her actual flaw is her determination when she really wants something. She will not give up. Period. She doesn't like being told she can't do something or can't have something and will go out of her way to get what she wants.

Theo: He'd say he's not very musically inclined for being raised in a family of talented musicians.

He's actually a huge push over and people pleaser. He will sometimes put aside what he really thinks or feels for someone else's thoughts and feelings. He rarely thinks about himself.

Wylan: He would say he likes the safety of his comfort zone and it's very rare that he leaves it on his own. It is his actual flaw as well. Most of the time, he doesn't do anything too out of his own norm without Vesper or someone really egging him on,

Amin: He would say his biggest flaw is that he is too easily trusting, based on past experiences.

His actual flaw is that he is too untrusting. He hardly ever lets anyone close and it tends to led him to live a very lonely and secluded life. His heart suffers too greatly for it.

Delcan: He would say that from an outsider's perspective that he lives in a warehouse, sleeping on a mattress on a floor, when he has enough money for a nicer place.

His real flaw is that he pushes everyone away and refuses to let anyone in. He'd rather be cruel than let someone be stupid enough to get close to him.

Jez: They would say that their mutation isn't particularly useful, considering both their forms are pretty unique and easy to recognize.

Their real flaw is their self doubt and their inability (at first) to see that they deserve to be loved.

Odi: He would say his biggest flaw is that his model is obsolete and therefore is not of much use, despite the fact that he tries very much to be of use.

His biggest flaw is that he still wants humans to accept him, even though in most verses, a wide majority of the population never will. He tries too hard to make them like him, even when he shouldn't.

X-009: Considering I have only one majorly developed verse for him that I've explored recently and the nature of what he is, I will stick with his Hellboy verse as Geo with @myersbprd as his main interaction for this answer:

He would say his biggest flaw is that he is unable to get some people, mainly Manning, to like him. He is supposed to be able to please everyone, given his adaptability, yet he cannot break through to the man.

His actual flaw, while sweet in nature, is that he cares too much about what John thinks of him. He wants him to be proud of him and will do most anything to please him.

[psychic-waffles]

I read weariness of spring flowers / chun hua yan over the last 24 hours and i have THOUGHTS

mostly what do I do with my life now that i've finished it and how quickly can i reread it

misc incoherent throughts below the cut, if you've read the novel please hmu 🙏

I wish it was twice as long so some things could be fleshed out a lot more, but overall I really enjoyed it.

murong jinghe is utterly unhinged, he's just awful, and mei lin deserves so much better, and much more agency, but for some reason i still find myself rooting for the pair of them. what a delightful mess.

on a related note i do wonder how hard they're gonna go with murong jinghe being awful in the drama, like i know liu xueyi said this is the most unhinged character he's ever played so obviously the vibes are gonna be there, but yeah i'll be interested to see. cos in the novel he really has no redeeming qualities sdfghjk

I love corpse ghost and qing yan 😭 THEY DESERVE TO BE HAPPY!! and mei lin giving them her blessing and then murong jinghe letting them marry, my heart 🥺

yue qin is such a good boy, just a sweet idiot, i'm drying his tears and never letting anything else even remotely bad happen to him ever again <3 (for dmbj pals he would have been perfect played by a younger waer, that's the vibe)

honestly just all of the side characters were extremely strong, i want to know more about literally all of them

even like, I don't like luo mei but i do find her incredibly interesting, especially the choices she makes at the end around saving murong jinghe (but i feel like she's gonna get a lot of hate when the drama airs 🙃)

I also really hope we get to see more of murong xuanlie's pov in the drama and the motivation/history there is fleshed out much more than the novel, it's so funny like from all the pictures of cch I was expecting him to be the nicer brother 😂 but either way i'm just sitting here chanting goshawk! goshawk! goshawk!

re: murong jinghe's injuries, they seem to be changing it a bit for the drama but I do wonder if he's going to be fully paralysed at all, or i they're just gonna go with partial paralysis

similarly with mei lin's poisoning etc, I hope they keep the chronic pain to a level similar to the novel, like it's so integral to the character and the plot and girl i relate

their fucked up domestic life is probably my favourite era in the novel, i just can't deal with relatively quiet domestic life before everything goes to shit 😭😭😭 i've been hurt too many times before

the wedding DESTROYED me, the way absolutely nobody was happy with the situation, and yue qin just didn't understand why it wasn't mei lin and murong jinghe getting married, and was so worried about mei lin's happiness 😭 and mei lin's SMILE 😭😭😭 god if they don't keep that shot in the drama i'm gonna be so upset it was such a perfect scene

however my absolute favourite part hands down is murong jinghe carrying round the corpse he thinks is mei lin, taking it to the inn, feeding it, singing to it, talking about buying it clothes. it's horrific in the absolute best way. I know there's a -2 chance of it making it into the drama but it would go so hard!!!

i cannot believe after all that we got a happy ending, i genuinely thought it was gonna be an everybody dies kinda deal, and not just cos of the way the story opens 😂 I know it's a bit ooc but I still hope they keep it in the drama, maybe give murong jinghe a bit more growth first so it makes a bit more sense, but i'll take it either way

idk if any of that makes any sense at all but I'm so close to starting a reread so i'll probably expand on this in the next couple days 😅

[fighting-these-demons]

Bcch*g*ri Liveblog Ep 6.5 & 7 (7&8)

A Recap Episode in a 13 episode series??????

Why??????

I don't think anyone is lost babes.

I do live that it's important enough in the recap thay every gang leader has Fallen In Love with Arajin! 😂

They made sure we'd remember that.

Yoy know after seeing Outas backstory I wonder why he isn't jealous of Arajin?

Then again he wasn't jealous of Kenichiro either. He just loves his friend as a friend. What a great guy.

I bet the only reason Incest Ingenue hates him is because he stole her brother away from her.

Ok nothing of note the rest of Episode 6.5 (7) so on to Episode 7(8)!

Awwwwww Blondie! 💖💖💖💖💖😊

AAAAAAWWWWW TEAL TERROR NOOOO!!!! 🥺😭💔💔💔💔💖 YOU CANT CATCH A FUCKING BREAK MY GUY IM SO SORRY!!!! HE WAS LITERALLT PUT ON THIS EARTH TO MAKE YOU MISERABLE. 😫

DODGED!!! Lmao poor Matakara. 😂

OP TIME!!!! 🎶🎻🎻🎻🎶🥁🎸🎺🎶🎹🎶

I guses the reason we don't get much Genie Fanservice is because those first shots in the OP are so good.

🤷‍♀️

FINALLY THE BROTHERS BACKSTORY YES!!!!!

HIS BRTOHER SAID @C*B!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

❕❕❕ARAJIN!!!! YOU'RE FINALLY MAKING PROGRESS ON BEING FRIENDS AGAIN!!!!! 🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖

So Proud Of Him!!!!

Lmao Marito is so upset that she's there! I'm surprised Outa isn't there to buffer! 😂 He probably doesn't want to have to deal with her either to be fair!

OOF girl you feed him that and he'll make negative progress! 😆

SHES GOT MURDER IN HER EYES

SHDJSNSHSH Kabe Don! 😂

HE'S INTO IT!!!! HE'S AN IDIOT SUB!!!

HE ate it anyway!!!!!! True bravery!

A GROUP DATE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

DONT TELL ME HIM AND KENICHIRO!?!?!?! 💖💖💖💖💖 MARITO/ARAJIN/KENICHIRO SANDWICH IS WHAT MARITO WANTS ON THE MENU!!!!! 😂

Damn Marito thinks he's got this in the bag

Meanwhile Arajin thinks Mahoro will be there! 🤣

I BET THE GROUP DATE IS AN INTER GANG FIGHT BUT ON FRIENDLY TERMS LIKE A TOURNAMENT

ITS AT A BEACH?!?!?!?!?!,!,!,!,!

PINK PETALS IS SO STOKED TO SEE JAVASCRIPT IN HIS SWIMSUIT GOD BLESS!!!! 🙏💖💖💖💖 o7

Blondie!!!!! Oh!!!! It's a bath house!!! That's why he's exercising naked in front of a window because it's the window to the wash room.

THIS DIALOGUE

NOOOOOOOOO TEAL TERROR MY DARLING!!!!!!! 😫💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭😭

You're awesome in your own ways!!!! Don't get discouraged!!!!!! Blondie still loves you!!!! He's just got a little crush now!

DJEIDHDIDBDJDJDBDJDBDB

DID TEAL TERROR STEP IN THAT DAY AND SAVE HIM AND TEACH HIM HOW TO TRAIN BETTER??????

MATAKARA HES GREAT JUST LOOK AT HIM I BEG OF YOU!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Finally some Genie/Senya focus!!! 💖💖💖💖

AH!!!! They're the tiniest of crumbs but they're there! 😭 The surprise on Butler's face!

SJSJWJSBSJSJ of course he showed up without clothes lmao

WOOOOO COOL CLOTHES OUTA!!!!!!!

🎊🎉🎊

WHSISJSJSJSBEUSHEHDHEHDUDHEU

KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOFL PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS KENICHIRO WOLF PELTS

💖🙏🎊

God Bless you Utsumi!!!! YOU BRILLIANT BITCH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!!! 💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖😭💖

PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING AS AN EXCUSE FOR FANSERVICE YES MA'AM!!!!!!!

Every frame of this fight is just pure h**t*i! 😂

Outa's got cake damn!

PINK PETALS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH YOURE A GREAT ANNOUNCER

NOOOOOOOO KENICHIROOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

😫😭😂

POOR MARITO!!!!! 😂😂😂😂😂

He's gonna kick the shit out of Outa for that one and Outa knows it to!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

I love how Outa and Marito coordinated outfits!!! 😂 Outa has purple hair and green tights and Marito has green hair and purple tights!

HE HAS SLITS IN HIS TIGHTS SO HE COULD FEEL KENICHIROS HANDS ON HIM!!!!

Shdjwdbdjdjsbsjsi

How Unfortunate! 💔💔💔 Better Luck Next Time Marito!

BLONDIE GOD BLESS

WHSIDBSJDJSB SHE SHOWED UP BUT ONLY FOR HER BROTHERS FIGHT AND IN FULL UNIFORM

He still put on the jacket before jumping in the ring!!!! 😂

PINK PETALS AND EVERYONE ELSE IS SO TIRED OF HER SHIT!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

God I hate this trope so much I want to root for her because I LOVE a Fangirl but like! Not like this! 😭💔

SBSUSBSUSHSBSHSHSBS NG IS SERVING THE OTHER GANGS AFTER THE SHIT THEY PULLED!!!!!

GOOD!!!

Lmao Senya you coward yall are a match made in he'll

MATAKARAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HIS COSTUME!!!!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

TEAL TERROR IN THE CLOAK AND ONE PIECE LMAO How do they manage to put him in the most Tsundere shit possible????? He's SO Hiei Coded it's sickening! 😂

NO MATAKARA NOOOOOOOO!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

TEAL TERROOOOORRR!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

I know it makes sense because Matakara's gunning to fight Arajin again (he is a Man Possessed by the need to grab and straddle and pin this guy) but like DAMN!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 DID YOU HAVE TO DO YOUR BESTIE THAT SAVED YOU LIKE THAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Thank God Blondie is always there for him!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

LMAO Arajin thinks he won't have to fight Matakara because Matakara has to fight Marito but like. Kenichiro and Outa already fell out for Bullshit Reasons and Arajin is Trapped By The Narrative. 😂

I wonder if the drive to get his arms and legs around Arajin will Push Matakara To Victory or if Some Cosmic Bullshit is about to befall Marito?

SHSIWBSJDJDB

A TEAM UP!!!!!!!

EVEN BETTER!!! I'm so sad that Teal Terror didn't get to fight Javascript but IVE BEEN WAITING FOR JAVASCRIPT THIS ENTIRE TIME!!!!

JAVASCRIPT MY OTHER BELOVED!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 (Blue Tsume!!!!!)

AUGH THEIR OUTFITS WOULD HAVE COMPLIMENTED EACH OTHER WHAT A SHAME!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

What the hell does his tattoo say???

LMAO this anime man. It showed a close up exactly as I asked! 😂😂😂😂 "The Folly if Enthusiasm" what an interesting phrase underneath a butterfly - whose only purpose is to fuck. It really helps tie him and Kenichiro together though and I Love That!!!! 💖💖💖

What a line of dialogue! 😂 I'm guessing Honki has been a dick euphemism this entire time?

Arajin...... Sandwich......... It actually happened but not all all how I was expecting.....

I mean. I do love these guys (Genie/Senya and Matakara)..... but funnily enough I would have preferred the Marito/Arajin/Kenichiro Sandwich WAY More..... *which is also funny considering that the visual aesthetics match King Pinned almost to a Tee if Natasha was a man and somebody let my man Argo out in the sun after running him under some Manic Panic! 😂

NOT MY 2 2ND BEST BOYS DUKING IT OUT!!!!

😫😭💔

It's so funny they have that Tsume/Hige aesthetic! 😂

I know he's not gonna win but I'm rooting for Javascript!!!!

THESE MAKEOUT POSES I CANT

Fun fact Tsume/Hige was my 2nd ship in Wolf's Rain behind Tsume/Toboe up until She (love her don't want to spoil) was introduced and paired with Hige. Then they were my All Time Het Couple for that show and one of the only her couples I ever actually cared to look up art and fic for as a teen.

I can still hear my nightcore, pop rap, euro techno, jpop, and emo playing on windows media player if I take a moment to think back. Dang.

Anyway enough reminiscing about Tsume/Hige fights. Back to Matakara/Javascript fight.

Again this whole episode is just h*n**i poses with clothes on. 😂 👏👏👏👏👏

This fight is SO AWESOME!!! I love Javascript's fighting style!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

MARITO POPPING HIS HIP LIKE THE BIGGEST FAG IN THIS PLACE!!!!

😂

GO OFF CREEPY KING!!!

Arajin you ain't shit! 😂 he's gonna wipe the floor with you!!!

What an expression. He looks like fucking Midousuji. 🤣

EJDJDJSBSJSHSHSHSH

JAVASCRIPT IS SO CUTE WHEN HES MAD!!!!! 💖💖💖💖😭😭😭😭

THE FEAR!!!!!!!!

🤣

"Come to me Ara-teen" lmao duuuuuuude

How does his sister not hear and understand that he's a big old queer?????

SJSJSISHHSJSHSH

ARAJIN YOU FUCKING COWARD

Babe he ain't lettin you leave THAT easy. 🙄

🤦‍♀️

MATAKARA QUIT BABYING HIM!!!! HE'LL NEVER LEARN!!!!!!!

JAVASCRIPT!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

DANG THEM BOOTS!!!! 😳

MATAKARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

DANG Pink Petals and Javascript BOTH have cake aplenty!

Love Marito's spins!

OH DAMN HE'S SERIOUS NOW!!!

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ARAJIN!!!!! Babe you didn't! 😨😂😨😂😨😂😬!

He is ABSILUTELY NOT letting him get away with this one.

😨🥶😂

THE TRAMP STAMP VISIBLE???? HIS WHOLE ASSCRACK OUT??????

Wild

Castlevania ass music!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

OOOOOO THE GUITAR KICKING IN AS HE COMES FOR HIS ASS OUT OF THE RING

Arajin sshould have known better because Noone humiliates someone who cares so much about their appearance like Marito does. He was acting on pure instinct though! 😂

MATAKARAAAAAA !!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖🎉 SAVE UR MAN!!!!!!!!

LMAO NVM You forgot you've got your own beef to settle! 😂

SNEAK ATTACK JAVASCRIPT WOOOOOO

As angry as he is you know fro a fact Marito's loving this. 😂

NOOOOOO!!!!!

JAVASCRIPT!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔

Djdidjdndjdjdb Like a couple of coconuts

TOSS HIM TUESDAY

SHDUDBSBDHDBDBDH THE PICTURE!!!!!!!

😂😂😂

Amazing. My blue guys can't catch a fuckin break! 😂

Love that Blondie and Big Titty Redhead swapped color pallets for the day!

They're like twins with different dye jobs!

TEAM URAMESHI VIBES OFF THE CHARTS IN THIS MATA-ARA MOMENT!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖

It's Kurahi and Kuwameshi at the same time! o7 God Bless

Big Titty Redhead and Teemu Makoto Tachibana are Popsicle Buddies! 💖

OH MAN FIRST TIME SEEING BLUE GENIE FROM THE FRONT OUTSIDE THE OP!!!!!

Gosh he's pretty!!!!! 💖💖💖 Love that bracelet, choker, and upper arm bangles combo!!!!

ED Time!!! 🎶🎺🎶🥁🎶🎹🎵🎸

Funny you'd think the little card with her brother would have her swooning over him in it. She doesn't even notice he's there yet it seems.

Uhg Ivy Soulcalibur ending. 😞

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Shark you're not shadow banned I hope, I didn't see this notification in activity or on my feed 😩. Good thing I double check reblogs else I would have missed this amazing comment! Tumblr is really messing up lately 😠.

I love your chaotic reactions 😂, I feel like I'm going through all the emotions with you again 🤭.

Eeek!! I love the fact you enjoy Arthur's parts so much, you got me hooked on that little cutie 🥰. He really is, you completely nailed it. He's supportive of her but trying to simultaneously get her out of the funk she's in. He knows that if he helps her get back to the person she was, and she stands up for herself Tommy will probably snap out of his 5 year long mood 😂. 🤭 And we know Arthur saying that would really piss Tommy off!

Aww thank you for the lovely compliment, I think I watch too many movies 😅. He is so dismissive towards her, he thinks he's the only one hurting. Oh absolutely she continues to feel guilty! 100%! She regrets saying no, and he likes to remind her that it was her decision. So in Tommy's eyes his hands are clean 🙄. It's so sad seeing her continue to try and make efforts for him, I'm sure he notices it as well.

Now he thinks he's pushed her too far. She's always been there for him waiting, but at the Garrison the tables turned for a brief moment and he hated it! I think his feelings towards her never stopped, he's just been denying it all because he feels so wronged. Arthur's speech, I put zero effort into writing it 🤭. I was like yeh...thats something he would say, bless him 🥰 😂. Definitely think he was trying to send his idiot brother a message. Aw he's always there for her, he is honestly too cute. I'm not a Grace hater either, I really liked her in season one. But seasons two and three 😬! I think Tommy didn't really know what to do, he was reluctant to replace it but felt he had to with Grace right next to him . But he definitely wanted that watch back when Arthur took it, he really did panic and feel heartbroken. 🤣 I love your Grace outburst 🤭! I know right? What a bitchy thing to say 😠.

Arthur our knight in shining armour, what would we do without him 😩. You are so right, he's her big brother too, and he doesn't like Tommy treating her like shit when he knows he's being stubborn about it and really wants her back.

🤣🤣 love the gif Shark! Tommy definitely deserves that whack in the face! Exactly!! He just can't see it himself, he needs teaching a lesson 😈.

Awww thank you so much ! I did try to leave it on a good note. He still loves her, she's still his girl, he's just being a dick about everything. But you know me, this isn't it for poor Y/N just yet 🤭. I'm so happy you enjoy his parts in this story ❤️. Thank you so much for this incredible comment, I really appreciate your support Hun 😘!

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Hopelessly Devoted (PART TWO)

Summary: After spending the whole night finishing the documents Tommy had asked for, you woke up confronted by his cold demeanour once against. Your heart only breaking further when you had to sit through his birthday celebration at the Garrison opposite the new barmaid he was now seeing. If that wasn't enough you watched on as the one thing you never thought would get replaced did, when Tommy was given a birthday gift in a small box.

Warnings: Language, angst, fluff, mutual pining

"Wakey wakey, rise and shine" Arthur said as he stood in front of your desk with a huge grin on his face. " You're a bloody snorer" he chuckled as he dropped the accounts book that was sitting amongst the various documents on your desk right next to your head in attempts to wake you again.

" Fuck sake" you mumbled, your whole body jolting at the loud noise as you reached your hand out pushing the book away from you. " I don't snore" you said with a grunt as you slowly lifted your head from the papers beneath you, one of them awkwardly stuck to the side of your cheek which Arthur took no time in ripping from your face, leaving you with a lingering sting. With a cheeky smirk playing on the corner of his lips he looked back at you and the glare you was sending his way, knowing how much you desperately wanted to return the favor, but thankful that you hadn't enough energy to do so in your sleep deprived state.

" Late night?" he asked picking up your half empty glass of whisky, swirling it around before downing the rest. " Brrr fuck! That'll put hair on your balls" he said grimacing at the sharpness from the bitter liquor. "Not that you would know, since you know, you don't have..."

" Ok Arthur shut up, I get it " you interrupted as you rubbed the side of your neck feeling the soreness of the uncomfortable position you had slept in all night start to set in.

" You gonna tell me what you were doing here all night then?" he asked as he perched himself on the edge of your desk looking to you then back to all the workers now making their way through the betting shop.

" Tommy wanted me to finish these" you said as you collected the documents in front of you, your eyes quickly darting to his face knowing what his reaction would be. " Deadlines today Arthur..." you said as he slowly nodded his head, rubbing the side of his nose with his thumb. " He asked me because I'm the only one that will finish it on time" you added trying to convince him and yourself you hadn't become a complete push over. " Please, just don't. Don't say it" you said before he had a chance to reply, turning your head away as you tried to fight back the tears now welling in your eyes, knowing full well how pathetic you had become in your desperate attempts to please his brother.

" Come on love" Arthur said as he placed his hand firmly on your shoulder trying to comfort you in his own way. "Where's that girl I used to know ay? She would've kicked him in the balls already, or at least told him to fuck off if he asked her to stay an extra five minutes let alone a whole night" he chuckled trying to make you laugh as a small smile broke free from your lips.

" There you go" he said giving your shoulder a small squeeze as Tommy walked in, quickly turning the mood sour again. Bringing your head down in embarrassment at your show of emotions you frantically brushed away your tears, hiding yourself from his piercing glare.

" Those papers done?" Tommy said walking through the betting shop as Polly followed behind. No greeting, no smile, cold as ever. This was the Tommy you had now become accustomed to since his return from France, since your break up.

" Hello would be nice " Arthur replied for you. " You know, good morning, how are you? Oh I'm fine Tommy, bloody fantastic!" Arthur said as he stood up gesturing with his hands whilst his brother ignored his theatrics.

" Have them on my desk in ten minutes" Tommy replied slamming his office door, pulling the blind down.

" Birthday boys in a mood" Arthur said turning back to you as you sent him a small nod, the smile he had managed to coax from you having left the moment Tommy walked through the door. " Coming for a drink tonight?" Arthur asked as he walked back in front of your desk, forgetting or purposely leaving out the fact those drinks would be for Tommy's birthday. " Me and you Y/N we'll have a little dance, that'll cheer you up" he said mimicking a waltz all by himself as Polly turned around from the pot of boiling water she was pouring, her eyes widening in horror at Arthur's dangerously swaying hips.

" Jesus Christ, you're putting me of my tea" she chuckled as she walked over with a cup for you. "You'll end up in hospital dancing with him, he's all legs and arms " Polly said as Arthur stopped to look at the blank expression on your face, unresponsive to any attempts he desperately made to get you to laugh.

" Would you lot stop fucking around and get to work!" Tommy yelled from his office as he slammed his newspaper on the desk in front of him.

" Bloody party pooper, ay Y/N? " Arthur laughed trying to cheer you up once more as a smile finally reappeared on your lips lighting his eyes up in accomplishment. You could always count on Arthur to try and cheer you up. You and everyone else in the betting office were convinced he had made it his life mission to get at least one smile or laugh from you a day, even if it meant ridiculing himself at your expense. " Yes Sergeant Major" Arthur saluted as he opened Tommy's office door, the huff of a response from his brother loud enough to remind everyone just how much of a mood he was in or more specifically, the year long mood he had been in with you.

Sitting in front of your desk you collected all the papers in your hand placing them neatly together in a file, nervously biting your bottom lip as you glanced up to Tommy's door. Quickly looking around the room you turned away from everyone as you pulled out a small mirror and lipstick from within your handbag. Dabbing a small amount onto your fingers you brushed the cherry red gloss onto your lips, rubbing the rest into your cheeks to give your self a rosy glow. God you was pathetic you thought to yourself as you closed your compact mirror, the loud snap of it shutting inadvertently snapping you out of your pitiful attempts to look nice for him. But yet you continued in your endeavour to make yourself look more presentable as you pushed your fingers through your hair, taming your rebellious locks into something more orderly than the birds nest currently framing your face. Placing the folder under you arm you stood up heading for his office, head held high, summoning as much confidence as you could.

" I know you're up to something Thomas. Billy Kimber..." Polly was saying when you opened the door and she and Tommy turned to look at you.

" Sorry, I know you wanted these since the deadlines today" you said as you looked down at the documents in your hand stood between the door frame.

" Twenty minutes " Tommy replied taking out his watch as your shoulders dropped, his cold manner never ceasing to crush the small amounts of courage you could muster up nowadays. Rolling her eyes Polly walked over to you, pulling you in as she shut the door.

" Come on love, come in" she said with a smile as she took the file from you looking through it briefly when her eyes snapped up to Tommy. Clearing his throat Tommy fidgeted in his chair his eyes darting to his Aunt then back to the cigarette between his fingers.

" Pass me the diary Y/N" Tommy said shifting away from the formidable stare his Aunt was sending him. Was he seconds away from feeling the back of her hand like he did on a daily occurrence when he was a child? He thought to himself as her eyes pierced into him. Nodding you walked over to the shelves behind him as the fabric of your dress brushed against his leg, your perfume filled with notes of vanilla and jasmine quickly engulfing his senses, transporting him back to happier times. Leaning over you placed the large book in front of him as your hair slowly cascaded down to his face, swaying gently across his cheek, sending a shiver of goosebumps throughout his body. A sudden surge of emotions rushed towards him, catching him off guard as he briefly lost himself in the memories your presence conjured up.

" You can go" he said coldly, recomposing himself as he stubbed his cigarette out into the ash tray on his desk, his whole body stiffening at the intrusion of misplaced hurt now quickly filling his chest.

Turning around you walked to the door stopping momentarily as Polly curiously raised her brow, watching you as if she was anticipating a response. But no response came. Arthur was right, where was the girl you once was? That girl would have launched something at him, that or given him a kick in the balls. Instead you quietly closed the door behind you as you walked to your desk, deflated by his constant hostility towards you.

" You little shit!" Polly said throwing the documents she had been clutching tightly in her hand at Tommy the moment you shut the door. " These don't need filling out for another week. You had her stay all night!" she said placing both her hands on the table looming over her nephew" You can add scorned to your new founded personality Tommy" she hissed as she shook her head at him. "Not only do you remind her everyday of how wronged you feel, you won't let her move on. Keeping her here all hours, making her come in on the weekends, stopping all attempts of her ever being able to move on. You were so young, all you had to do was wait. But no, your stubbornness prevented that. And she waited for you Tommy oh did she wait, feeling guilty everyday for being mature on the matter, guilt forced upon her by you" she finished catching her breath, fed up with the way he had been acting. Standing up Tommy walked over to the window lighting a cigarette as he cleared his throat, the scolding he had just got from his Aunt unexpectedly unnerving him.

" You can go too" Tommy said dismissively as he looked out the window watching the busy streets below him while rubbing his brow with his thumb, feeling just as deflated as you.

" You're your own worse enemy" she said as she turned to face the door. "Oh and Tommy" she added as she looked over her shoulder at him. "That new barmaid you're seeing, I wouldn't count on her to piss on me if I was on fire" she said folding her arms as she left the office, leaving Tommy to wallow in his own self-pity.

Kicking the chair In front of him Tommy leaned back against the wall turning his head to look at you sitting at the desk just outside his office. Ten years ago today, did you think he'd forget. The promises he made the hopes and dreams you shared for the future. Polly's words had unsettled him, not because she was forcing him to remember but because it made him face the uncomfortable truth of how unfair he had been with you. You were too young, it was bad timing. That's what everyone said when Tommy asked you to marry him five days before leaving for France, a proposal you was sure he made on a complete whim. He had brought the ring, asked the priest, fuck he had even managed to scramble enough money together for a new suit. But you said no. Not because you didn't want to or because you didn't love him, but because his timing was bloody awful. He was days away from leaving to fight in a war that was claiming young men's lives every minute of every hour. Sure it was romantic, young couples were doing the very same thing up and down the country. But you wanted to wait, wanted to celebrate his return with something everyone could look forward to, something to hold onto as the lonely nights without him passed by. The last thing you wanted was to be left a newlywed and a widow, your nuptials stained by the possible outcome of him never returning. But Tommy being the stubborn man he was wouldn't accept your reasoning. He had quickly convinced himself you had been influenced by your family, by your friends, heck the whole of Small Heath for all he knew when you made him wait for your answer until the next day, popping the happy bubble you had both been living in for the past five years. Darting his eyes away from you Tommy clenched his jaw, leaning forward to grab his coat and diary on his desk as he stormed out his office. His bitterness was justified, you didn't love him the way he loved you, he was sure of it.

Five minutes until the end of the day and all you wanted to do was go home and sleep but being the good ol' sport you was you had agreed to go for drinks to celebrate Tommy's birthday.

As you all made your way to the door, Polly stood beside you casually speaking about her plans for the weekend you turned your head to the side to see Tommy stood right behind you, so close you could feel the heat of his breath on the back of your neck. Was this a new way he had chosen to make you feel uncomfortable? If it was it was certainly working you thought as you impatiently waited to leave. God what was taking John so long to open the door?

"It's bloody stuck again. It's this fucking weather it's freezing up the handle" John said as he rattled the doorknob trying to loosen it.

" Come on John give it a good push or are your hands too dainty?" Arthur shouted stood right behind Polly as she grimaced at his bellowing voice. A small traffic jam of people started to accumulate as everyone waited for John to get the door open, your bodies getting pushed closer together. With Tommy's firm statue now firmly pushed up against your back his eyes wandered down to your reddened cheeks, flushed from the contact of feeling him so close to you again. For just as much as your heart was rapidly beating so was Tommy's, the warmth of your body comforting in the only way that could.

" Bloody hell Curly" Uncle Charlie shouted as he stumbled into everyone pushing you all forward once more. Falling into you, Tommy quickly grabbed hold of your waist stopping you from stumbling over. His touch now so unfamiliar, your eyes darted down to his hand still resting on your hip as you watched his thumb instinctively brush over the curve of your body like he had done hundreds of times before. Suddenly realising, Tommy quickly moved his hand away as he cleared his throat.

" You was gonna fall" he said as you turned your head to the side in response to his sharp movements.

" Don't worry Tommy I wouldn't dare to think otherwise. We're done" you said surprised at how confidently the words had left your lips. Although not being completely honest with yourself, you had begun to realise you needed to stop, stop your constant lamenting over the past, stop your persistence in holding onto the faintest of hopes. Looking straight ahead you pushed your shoulder back, in turn pushing his body away from yours as you crossed your arms. You was getting tired of his shit. The remarks, the looks, his constant mood swings, enough was enough. Scoffing Tommy stepped back, giving you the space you clearly wanted as a small wave of self-doubt crept up on him in response. Had you moved on, met someone knew? Or had he taken things too far thinking you'd always be there waiting for him? The thought of either being true made him feel uncomfortably sick.

Now sat in the Garrison snug surrounded by Tommy's family and friends you looked up to see him sat directly in front of you, his arm draped over the back of the chair next to him, a scowl spread across his face. Trying to focus your attention elsewhere you ignored the constant glares he was sending your way, the words you had left him with clearly bothering his thoughts. He was getting impatient he wanted you to give him attention, wanted you to look his way. But every remark he made you would dismiss, unapologetically enjoying the growing confidence in you as you started playing the push and pull he had playing with you for the past year. That was until Grace walked in and sat next to him, snuggling into his side as Tommy fidgeted in his seat removing his arm from behind the chair as his whole body stiffened and he sat up straight. Feeling a sudden wave of nerves wash over you at the sight of them together your eyes quickly darted around the room when Arthur caught your line of sight sending you a wink and a smile, the self-doubt that was bubbling in your stomach quickly simmering down at the sight of his reassurance.

" Right a toast!" John said standing up as Arthur jumped up pushing him down by the shoulder.

" I'm the oldest, I do the toasting" he said lifting his glass as a sense of superiority rose within him. He may not be the boss but he was still the big brother and there were some things only big brothers did.

" Yeh whatever, just don't ramble on" John said as he rolled his eyes taking a sip of whisky.

" This time ten years ago on the eve of Tom's birthday..."

" Jesus Christ..." Polly mumbled under her breath as Arthur started his speech.

" I had just scored the biggest loot of of my life and Tommy the biggest win of his. A night never to be forgotten. To whisky, sprouts and cramped storage rooms. Happy Birthday baby brother!" Arthur finished downing his drink them slamming it on the table as everyone looked at eachother mumbling happy birthdays whilst they raised their glasses in complete confusion at the meaning behind Arthur's toast. Looking up through hooded eyes Tommy caught your eye as you both sent eachother smile, the memories of that night flooding back to you both. Watching the moment between you Grace gripped harder onto Tommy's arm, uncomfortable with the way he was looking at you, the way she often caught him looking at you.

" What in the bloody hell was that toast?" John said as he looked up to Arthur, his whole face scrunched up, completely bewildered by his older brothers speech.

"Those that needed to hear it, heard it" Arthur said trying to sound poetic.

" Sit down Arthur" Polly said shaking her head as she poured herself a third glass of whisky.

" Anyway..." Grace said raising her brow turning to Tommy as she pulled out a small box from her bag. " Happy Birthday" she said kissing his cheek as she handed the gift to him. Putting his drink down Tommy cleared his throat as he sent her a faint smile, opening the present she had offered him. Looking down into the box Tommy's eyes quickly darted up to your face as he pinched his bottom lip. Furrowing your brow at his sudden change in expression, you quickly understood as to why he reacted the way he did when he pulled out a brand-new gold pocket watch from within the small box.

" Tom's already got a pocket watch, he's had it for ten years" Uncle Charlie was the first to say as he leant against the wall whilst the rest of the room suddenly went quiet.

" Exactly, ten years. I got him a new one, a nicer one" Grace said as you felt your heart suddenly drop into your stomach. " You not going to put it on?" She asked turning to Tommy as he nodded reaching into his waistcoat unclasping the watch you had scrimped and saved for a decade ago. Brushing his thumb over the front of it, you and everyone else watched as Tommy placed it on the table, glancing up to you and the tears now welling in your eyes.

" Thanks love" Tommy said attaching his new watch to the chain on his waistcoat, giving her a small peck to the lips as she smiled into the kiss.

" What are you doing?" She said as she watched Tommy turn the dials on his new watch back an extra five minutes, a habit ten years in the making first started by you. " It's five minutes too late" she laughed as she took it from him turning it to the correct time as Polly rested her hand on your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze in reassurance as everyone else's eyes looked back at you knowingly. Picking up his old pocket watch Tommy was about to put it in his suit pocket when Grace quickly took it from him.

" I'll get rid of it, it's not like it's worth anything" she said whilst Tommy brushed his hand down his mouth as a heavy expression washed over his face. For ten years he had carried that watch against his body, ten years he had carried what felt like a piece of you with him. Its sentimental value was unmatched and Tommy did not want to be parted from it.

" I'll melt it down get some money from it" Arthur said reaching over the table grabbing it from her.

" You won't get much" she laughed as she looked around the room at everyone and the unamused expressions on their face, making it clear they did not share the same opinion. " It's scrap metal" she said as she shrugged her shoulders sipping on her whisky. Turning to Polly a tear fell down your cheek as you quickly collected you coat and bag into your lap.

" I need to leave" you said quietly as she nodded her head sympathetically, pressing a kiss to your cheek. Standing up you pulled your chair back when Tommy abruptly stood up at the same time taking everyone by surprise. Your eyes now locked onto eachother you momentarily stared at one another whilst he also watched the cascade of tears fall down your cheeks.

" You bastard" you mouthed as Tommy swallowed harshly watching you now storm out the room.

" Y/N wait up love, I'll walk you home" Arthur said climbing over the table not bothering to walk past everyone as glasses and bottles scattered all over the room. " Oops, sorry Grace" Arthur sniggered, clumsily treading on the end of her shoe as she yelped in pain.

" Arthur..." Tommy said as he watched his brother walk out the snug putting his old pocket watch in his coat, feeling like a part of his already broken heart had left.

" Y/N!" Arthur said running up to you. " Bloody hell when did you get so fast?" he joked as he spun you around.

" I can't... I can't do this any more" you said sobbing as you fell into his chest holding on tightly to the front of his coat as he wrapped his arms around you.

" Go on love let it out, have a good cry" he said sighing as he looked back to the Garrison. "You know it's my brotherly duty to give him a good punch in the balls now and then, he's long due one" he informed you as a small laugh escaped your sobbing cries.

" When you do, make sure you don't hold back" you said pulling away as he held onto your shoulders.

" You look like a snotty kid again" be said handing you a rag from his pocket which you furrowed your brow at.

" God knows where that's been" you sniffed throwing it on the ground beside you.

" Charming " he laughed as he pulled out Tommy's pocket watch. "Ere, this belongs to you" he said as he placed it in your hand.

" Melt it down Arthur, he doesn't want it. He has something new and shiny" you said bitterly, no longer reffering to watch but rather the barmaid constantly clinging onto him.

" Nah, don't believe it. He'll want it back, all of it." he said closing your fingers around it as you looked over his shoulder to see Tommy standing outside the Garrison watching you.

" Bye Arthur" you said as he turned to see his brother looking at you both, exhaling a cloud of smoke out into the bitter January air " Go, he's your brother, it's his birthday go celebrate with him" you said as you gave him a hug before you turned and headed for home.

"My watch?" Tommy asked as Arthur approached him, stopping to face his younger brother in the door way.

" You're breaking her heart you stubborn prick" Arthur said as he pushed past him ignoring his question as Tommy squinted into the distance, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips as he watched you turn the corner.

" She broke my heart first" Tommy muttered quietly under his breath as he threw his cigarette into the dirt heading back into the warmth of the Garrison.

Turning the corner onto the back alley of your bedsit you headed for home wiping your tears with the sleeve of your coat when you looked up to see two men blocking your way.

" Alright sweetheart?" One of them said as he turned to face you opening his coat to show you the gun he had sitting in his holster.

" I don't want any trouble let me pass" you said trying to move around him when he grabbed you, slamming you up against the brick wall.

" Tommy's girl right? He said, now holding tightly onto your arm as he looked to his friend for confirmation.

" No you've got the wrong girl" you said looking between them, shuffling in place as you tried to loosen yourself out of his grip.

" No, it's you alright. Said he had a girl waiting for him back in this shit hole of a town and that the barmaids Kimber's for the taking when he asked if he could dance with her at the races. Good thing he didn't bring you, 'cause I reckon Kimber would have rather had a dance with you instead" he said as he glared down at your body, brushing his tongue across his bottom lip. " Y/N right? Tommy's childhood sweetheart. No point in denying it love, everyone as far Kings Norton to Old Oscott have told us so" he said as you furrowed your brow in confusion. You hadn't been Tommy's girl since the war.

" I'm not his girl" you said stomping on his foot as you pushed past him.

" Jesus fucking christ! She's broken my toe, she bloody broke my toe! " he said as stumbled back onto the ground.

" It's definitely you, feisty little thing aren't you?" the other man said as he approached you leaving his friend to attend to himself. " We've heard whispers your boyfriend might be up to something. Tell him we're keeping our eye on him and if he doesn't play by the rules the boss will put a bullet through his head, but not before your gypsy lover watches you do the rounds with every single one of Kimber's men" he said as he opened his pocket knife in one swift movement, pointing it inches away from your throat. "Understood?" he said as you slowly nodded your head your eyes focused down at the blade now pressing against your skin and the burn of it slowly cutting into your flesh.

"Good" he said putting his knife back into his pocket as he turned to his friend leaning against the wall opposite you.

"She broke my fucking toe I'm sure of it"

" Would you quit your whining" his friend answered as he put his arm around his shoulder and they both turned the corner back onto the main street.

Leaning up against the cold brick wall you opened your coat as your chest heaved up and down your whole body trembling in fear. Turning your head you saw Isaiah one of Tommy's men at the end of the alley way watching you, his brow scrunched up in confusion at seeing Kimber's men leaving the same area where you was currently standing. Tipping the end of his cap to you, he glanced back at you a second time as he scratched the back of his head quickly walking off in the direction of the Garrison. Pulling your coat back around your body you stumbled along the cobbled path, your hand out against the brick wall beside you, keeping you up from your legs buckling beneath you as fear and adrenaline continued to course through your body. Fumbling in your bag you pulled out your keys as you watched your desperate attempts to open your front door, your shaking hands preventing you from even holding the key straight. Giving up you slid down the door collapsing onto the floor as a stream of tears fell down your cheeks, your mind replaying what had just happened. You knew of Tommy's dealing with Kimber, dealings you oversaw when Tommy got his own betting licence. That was supposed to be the end of it, but after what just happened you quickly realised Tommy had another plan, one that was not only putting his own life in danger again but yours too. Is that why he mentioned you to Kimber's men, not wanting to get his new fling in harm's way, his bitterness and hate towards you so strong he diverted their attention to you, diverted everyone's attention to you? Y/N Y/L/N Tommy Shelby's childhood sweetheart. Apparently he had the whole of Birmingham still thinking it, now a pawn in his never ending game for more power, more success. As you battled with all the questions running through your head you ended up at the same conclusion that not only did Tommy hate you he had let harm to come to you by putting you in the firing lane. Or had he? It had been a year since the command went out on the streets of Birmingham an order intended for your own protection decided long before any dealings with Kimber, a command that clearly hadn't gone unforgotten. You was not to be bothered not to be approached. No one was to lay a hand on you by order of the Peaky Blinders by order of Thomas Shelby, because you was still his girl, always.

(Part Three coming soon!)

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[greetings-and-salutations]

“I'm an Idiot.”

George Weasley x Reader

CHRISTMAS of the 12 Days til Christmas Special!!!

Masterlist

(Gif not mine)

Requested? Yes (thanks @0x0spunky-monkey0x0 for the wonderful idea!!! I hope I did it justice!!! And MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! 🎄)

Summary: Finding a date for the Yule Ball is hard enough without all the drama that comes with being in love with your best friend, George Weasley…

Warnings: starred out swear words, stupid George, stupid Fred, stupid everyone. It’s an issue honestly 😂 (Oh, and you’re a Hufflepuff)

Pairing: George Weasley x Fem!Reader

(Y/l/n) - your last name

(Y/n/n) - your nickname

“(Y/n)! Hey!” The Hufflepuff looked up, smiling widely at the redhead, as he fell into step beside her.

“Oh, hey, Georgie.” She greeted, blushing a little as he grinned down at her. It was fairly obvious to anyone that knew her that (Y/n) (Y/l/n) was completely smitten with the younger Weasley twin. Being his best friend certainly didn’t help matters, as he was always hanging around, and always being charming. It was a blessing and a curse, really.

“Where are you off to?” He asked casually, the pair continuing down the hallway as he did.

“Charms. You?” She asked, hoping he didn’t have to turn off and go another direction anytime soon. She liked being around him, even if it was just for the few minutes between classes.

“Free period.” He answered, before gesturing the direction they were going. “I’m heading off to meet Fred and Lee. But, it’s on my way. Want me to walk you?” He asked, earning a smile and nod from the girl.

“Sure.” They walked in content silence for a moment, before George spoke up again.

“So, this Yule Ball thing is… something.” He commented, making (Y/n)’s thoughts flit back to the dance announcement the day before. She had been hoping to go with her redheaded friend, a night of flowing gowns and dancing in his arms making her all tingly inside, but she wasn’t going to tell him that. If he knew about her little crush on him, he’d surely not want to be her friend anymore, and (Y/n) couldn’t have that.

“Yeah.” She said, looking down at her feet, so he wouldn’t see the blush dusting her cheeks at her daydream.

“You got anyone in mind you’re gonna ask?” He questioned. (Y/n) looked up at him and shook her head immediately.

“No. I figured I’d just let someone ask me. Or go on my own. It’s not a big deal.” She answered, but, it was, in fact, a very big deal. Of course, only if George was the one who asked her.

“I don’t know who I’m going with yet either.” He said, smoothly, making (Y/n) frown. Was he not even considering her? She understood that she was just his friend and all, but he seemed to be glossing over her as if she wasn’t even an option. Maybe (Y/n) was just reading to much into things…

“Well, good luck finding a date.” She said, the charms classroom coming into view. George nodded.

“You too.”

“I’ll see you later, Georgie.” She promised and he smiled down at her.

“Later, (Y/n).”

+ + +

“Do my eyes deceive me, or did I just see you strolling about the castle with (Y/n) (Y/l/n)?” Lee Jordan’s voice broke out when George approached him and Fred. The younger twin rolled his eyes.

“We’ve known her for years.” He said. “You don’t have to say her full name every time you talk about her.”

“We’ll stop saying her full name when you stop lying to yourself about being head-over-heels in love with her.” Fred joined in, earning a glare from the other boy. His twin was, of course, completely accurate in his statement, that George harbored some very strong feelings for the Hufflepuff girl. But, if he wasn’t going to tell her that, he certainly wasn’t going to tell the boys.

“I’m not-“ But Lee interrupted his half-hearted argument with a smirk.

“Anyways, I would like to know what it was I saw the two of you yabbering on about.” He said, making Fred nod mischievously in agreement.

“I am also curious, dear brother.” George hid his annoyance and tried to shrug it off.

“It was nothing. Just the Yule Ball-“

“Bloody he*l! You asked her?” Lee practically screamed, jumping up and down in excitement.

“No! No! Keep your voice down!” George quieted him harshly, before frowning. “I chickened out.” They laughed, earning a glare from the boy, before he spoke again. “But I won’t next time.”

“I thought you said you didn’t-“ Fred started to point out how, George had essentially just admitted his feeling, but Lee smacked him upside the head in annoyance.

“Shut up, I’m aroused by his determination.”

“Lee. That’s disgusting.”

“You love it.”

+ + +

“Next time, huh?” George glared across the Great Hall, his eyes never leaving her form as he watched some random boy from Durmstrang speak to (Y/n), what seemed like, a very romantic Yule Ball proposal.

“Shove off.” He grumbled to his brother who had just appeared with Lee by his side, both of them also taking in the conversation happening just out of ear shock. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what her answer had been.

“Honestly, mate. You had this coming. It’s been a week and you haven’t asked her yet.” Lee pointed out, making George turn to him in angry frustration.

“I was trying to figure out what to say.” He argued, but Fred chortled in response.

“You should’ve asked that guy for advice.” He noted, pointing towards the unlikely pair. George groaned in annoyance.

“I hate all of you.”

+ + +

“Hey, Georgie.” (Y/n) greeted her red- haired friend with a smile.

“Huh? Oh, hi, (Y/n).” He seemed distracted. (Y/n) frowned.

“I haven’t seen you in a while.” She noted which was true. She hadn’t seen him for about two weeks.

“Uh, yeah… I’ve been busy.” He said, still not looking at her. (Y/n) didn’t take it personally though. He must’ve been thinking about a prank or something.

“Did you figure out who you were taking to the Yule Ball yet?” She asked, trying to start a conversation, and also subtly hoping to plant the idea of asking her into his brain. It wasn’t like it was such a stretch. He seemed to like her. Fred and Lee even went as far as to claim he had a crush on her. Of course, that could’ve been a joke…

“Oh, yeah. There’s this Ravenclaw girl. She’s pretty cool.” He said, dismissively, making (Y/n)’s heart drop.

“Oh…” She said, having not quite taken in his words yet. He was going to the Ball with someone else? “Have a good time. I guess.” She mumbled. She needed to get out of there. Before the thought of George and a pretty Ravenclaw spending the evening together made her burst into tears. She really liked him. And she thought he liked her too…

“Yeah. Well, I’ll be seeing you.” He said, marching off before she could say another word. (Y/n) stared after him, miserably. What just happened?

+ + +

“Ced, is-is there something wrong with me?” (Y/n) asked her Hufflepuff friend Cedric Diggory as she entered the common room to see him lounging on the couch with a book. He frowned at her words.

“Of course not, (Y/n). Who told you that?” He asked, sitting up to give her his full attention, the complete opposite of how George had treated her just moments before. A tear tricked down her face as the conversation replayed over and over in her head.

“Well, n-no one. It’s just- I thought George liked me, b-but he asked a-another girl to go to the Yule Ball w-with him.” She stuttered out, trying so hard not to cry. She shouldn’t be crying over a boy. It was stupid. There were plenty of things worth crying over in the world, and George Weasley certainly wasn’t one of them. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself. Cedric pulled the sniffling girl into his arms.

“Aww, (Y/n/n)… he’s an idiot.” He said, petting her hair comfortingly.

“No. I’m the idiot for thinking he’d want to ask me.” She said, pulling away and moving quickly to the girls dorms, as the tears started to flow. She didn’t want Cedric to see her cry, not about something so dumb.

“(Y/n). (Y/n), come back!”

+ + +

“You! Weasley! Which one are you?” Cedric asked the moment he found one of the twins. He’d stormed from the common room in anger after (Y/n) disappeared to her room, in search of the cause of her sadness. The ginger held his hands up in defense as Cedric glowered at him.

“Woah, Diggory. What’s got your knickers in a twist.” He asked with a laugh that made Cedric’s blood boil. He was really not in the mood.

“I’ve got a bone to pick with one of you.” He said, the only thing holding him back from strangling the boy in front of him being the fact that there was a fifty percent chance he had the wrong dude.

“Well, I didn’t do anything wrong, so you must mean George.” He fired back, confirming that he was, in fact, not the twin Cedric was looking for. He didn’t back down though, now having a new mission: finding out where the other one was.

“Where is he?” He asked, through gritted teeth. Fred gripped one of his shoulders, carefully.

“Calm down. What did he do to you?” He asked, making Cedric glare harder, as he shook him off.

“It’s not me. (Y/n)’s back in the Hufflepuff common room crying because of him.” He said, still searching the corridor with his eyes for the identical redhead.

“Sh*t. Is she okay? What happened?” Fred asked, all humor gone from his tone and he sounded genuinely concerned, which only made Cedric even angrier.

“Don’t act like you don’t know.” He seethed, making Fred frown.

“I legitimately don’t know.” And Cedric frowned too.

“Wait… honestly?” He asked, receiving a nod in confirmation.

“Honest, to Merlin. I have no idea what my brother did. Though, quite frankly, I think she should be apologizing to him for stringing him along like she did.” Cedric growled at the gall.

“What the he*l are you talking about? He’s the one who wouldn’t ask her to the Yule Ball.” He argued. Now it was Fred’s turn to get annoyed.

“George had every intention of asking her, until he saw her with that Durmstrang bloke.” He fired back and Cedric crinkled his eyebrows in confusion

“(Y/n) never said she’d go with anyone from Durmstrang.” He said, making Fred’s frown deepen.

“Well that’s not what it looked like.” He shrugged. Both of them seemed to realize the error at the exact same time…

“Wait…”

“Oh, sh*t!”

“We gotta find George!”

+ + +

“I’m an actual idiot.” George said, the words of the Hufflepuff boy and his brother settling around him as he ran his hands through his hair. He thought for sure (Y/n) had said yes to the foreign boy when he invited her to the Yule Ball. Honestly, he was a bit perturbed about it, which, apparently, came across in his attitude towards her, without his knowledge.

“I could’ve told you that.” Cedric said, clearly angry, but holding back for the sake of the situation. George was grateful.

“Not helping, Diggory.” Fred mumbled, making Cedric round on him in annoyance.

“Hey, your best friend isn’t upstairs crying because of this wanker.” That got George’s attention.

“She’s crying over me?” He asked, his heart aching at the thought of causing her pain.

“Sh*t.” Cedric said, realizing what he had done. “Forget I said that. You need to fix this.” He pointed his finger accusingly.

“I will.” George promised, but he had no clue what to do. “How do I fix this?” Fred’s face fell into his hands, the twin groaning loudly at his brothers stupidity.

“How the bloody he*l should we know. This is your problem. Now, you deal with it.” He ordered, clearly tired of the conversation.

“Okay, okay.” George said, his mind reeling with ideas on how he could make everything okay again. “Just get her to the Ball tomorrow night. I’ll think of something.”

+ + +

“I don’t know, Ced…” (Y/n) said, twirling around in the golden yellow gown with a sad expression. She didn’t want to go to the Ball. After everything, it just seemed like more of a chore than anything else. Plus, George and his Ravenclaw date would be there…

“You look beautiful, (Y/n).” Cedric promised, fiddling with her necklace until it was sitting straight, and stepping back to offer her his arm. “C’mon, Let’s go show the Weasley what he’s missing.”

+ + +

“So, what’s the plan.” Fred asked, standing at the bottom of the stairs with his brother, both patientlessly awaiting the festivities in the next Hall.

“Totally don’t have one.” George admitted, making his brothers eyes widen.

“Don’t- George. What are you gonna do?” Fred asked frantically making his twin sigh. He knew it was bad. He’d been sitting up all night trying to figure out what to do, what he’d say when the opportunity arose, but every new idea sounded worse than the last. He figured he’d just have to wing it. At least then he knew it’d come from the heart.

“I hadn’t thought that part through yet.”

“Well, better hurry. Look.” George followed Fred’s gaze to the stairs, where the most gorgeous girl he’d ever seen was descending, holding tightly to Cedric Diggory’s arm until she reached the bottom.

“Wow…” He whispered, taking in the beauty that was (Y/n) (Y/l/n), as she looked around nervously.

“You’re drooling.” Fred noted, earning a punch on the shoulder in response.

“Shove off.”

And suddenly, the angel was in front of him.

“(Y/n), you look… wow.” He managed to get out, earning a half smile in return. He hated that he’d hurt her. It was absolutely crushing him inside. If only… “Can we talk?” But, she shook her head.

“Uh, no. Not right now.” And then she was gone, her skirt trailing in glittering waves behind her as she did, George’s heart cracking at the conversation, if you could even call it that.

“Well, that was the politest way you’ve ever been rejected.”

“Go to he*l.”

+ + +

This was a bad idea. Cedric, bless his heart, had wanted so badly to make his friend feel included, but (Y/n) hated to intrude when he so clearly wanted to dance the night away with the lovely Cho Chang. And she didn’t blame him. If someone looked at her the way the Cedric looked at Cho, (Y/n) would want to spend every minute of every day with them too.

“Hey, stranger.” Speaking of…

“Oh, hey, George.” (Y/n) mumbled, refusing to look at him. She was sat on a bench outside the Great Hall, the stars above her her only company, as she reveled in the cool night air, enjoying it much more than the stuffy, loudness of the party inside. But, she hadn’t expected to be followed.

“What are you doing all alone out here?” The redhead asked, sitting beside her. (Y/n) wondered where his date was.

“Wallowing in self-pity, I guess?” She answered truthfully. Even in her anger, (Y/n) couldn’t be mad at him.

“Im really sorry about that. Your friend, Diggory, may have mentioned it was my fault.” George said, making the Hufflepuffs eyes widen in shock.

“You talked to Cedric?” She asked, wondering how much he had spilled to the boy she held unrequited feelings for.

“More like he tried to rip my arm off and I cried like a baby.” He said, laughing at little at the memory. (Y/n), however, frowned. She never wanted George to get hurt because of her. Even if he didn’t feel the same way, he didn’t deserve the wrath of Cedric Diggory.

“Sorry about him. He means well-“ she began, but George interrupted her with a shake of his head.

“No. Don’t apologize. He cares about you. I’d do the same thing if I found out some jerk made you cry.” He said simply, clearly not thinking it through, as, when he was done, his face mirrored her own, in complete awe of his words.

“What?” She asked, figuring she hadn’t heard him correctly. George didn’t like her the way she liked him. She knew that. Right?

“(Y/n). I’m an idiot. I’m a bloody git. I should’ve just asked you to the dance the moment it was announced, but I was scared you’d say no and it would ruin everything. And I couldn’t have that because…” He paused, grabbing her hand in his tightly. “I love you, (Y/n).”

“You love me?” She forgot how to think. She forgot how to breathe. All she could do was stare at the boy, the one she’d been pining after since the day they met, the one sitting in front of her, telling her he loved her.

“Since the day I met you.” And naturally, the first thing to come out of her mouth was not what she had intended to say, nor was it anything she actually cared to know.

“But what about your Ravenclaw date?” She asked, making him grin sheepishly.

“I, sort of, made that up…” He explained, before speaking again. “I’m so sorry that I screwed up everything.” He tried to apologize, but (Y/n) just shook her head, finally sifting through his words that were giving her a headache.

“You didn’t.”

“But-“

“I love you too, Georgie.” That. Those were the words she’d intended.

“You do?” He asked and she smiled. This was everything she’d ever wanted with George. Sweet professions of love under a starry night sky, dressed in ball gowns and dress robes, but neither seeming to care a bit about the party they had left behind, too caught up in one another.

“I do.”

“That’s- I can’t- can I kiss you?” (Y/n) nodded at his jumbled words and he grinned, leaning in and doing just that, his arms finding their way around her body to pull her closer as hers wound up and around his neck. It was perfect.

“Merry Christmas, Georgie.” (Y/n) mumbled against his lips, as they pulled apart. George’s smile widened.

“Best Christmas of my life.”

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[babu-haitani]

This has been running rent free in my head for days now. So, imagine the reader dying and being rsecarnataed as a comfort Lop Bunny. And add in the fact that she can talk too but just doesn’t in front of humans. Until one day she accidentally speaks. Think of it like a comedy type of story cause the cute lop bunny is a menace to Bonten. 😂 

Ex 1:

(Bonten) Sanzu: *Wakes up cause he needed to a sneezes* Ahoo

Bunny reader: *Stops munching on lettuce* Bless You *Continues to eat* 🙄

Sanzu: *Closes eyes for a minute as he slowly lays down* Wait a minute…. 👁👄👁

Sanzu: *Open eyes* I’m home alone *Sits back up*

Sanzu: *Confusion*🤨

Ex 2:

(Bonten) Mikey: *Install cameras to watch his comfort Bunny* 🤨

Bunny reader: *Bunny popping off on a sleeping Sanzu* And his mullet earring mofo called me dinner 😀🤚

Sanzu: *Sleeping*

Bunny reader: *Glaring at sleeping Sanzu* So. . . He has chosen DEATH *Kicks him in his face and run into the custom maze Mikey had built for her* 😂

Bonus Ex:

(Bonten) Rindou: *Call his brother*

(Bonten) Ran: Yes, Rin?

Rindou: I- Why did you leave your bunny at my house with the T.V on?

Ran: 1. Because when I get laid my girls don't was to have a bunny watching them.

Ran: 2. I didn't leave the Tv on though

I actually made this more on the fluff side rather than the humor side??...but I still hope you liked this! This is such a good Idea <3

Chibi Bunny (Tokyo Revengers - Bonten)

Genre: Fluff, Headcanons, Humor

Pairings: Bonten x FEM! Bunny Reader

P.S Characters are all 18+

TW: Mentions of Sanzu being Sanzu (using drugs)

You were an important person to Bonten, especially to Mochi and Kakucho since they were the person you first met and first hangout with during your young days.

When they created Bonten, they let you join as a family and a member.

Do you handle fights? No, Never!

Do you handle Money? No

Do you have a position in Bonten? YES.

You were their emotional support and family, basically you were just in Bonten because you were really special to all of them. You help them through their dark and depressing times and you also help them have fun and ease up. YOU WERE FAMILY TO THEM.

When you died, they were all devestated...Cried for ages and became more strict with all of the Bonten Members because of the stress and hurt they were feeling, they were also feeling anger and guilt.

You were a sweet person, you never deserved to die because you protected them from a rival gang. They blamed themselves.

The only person that was left sane from all of this was Kokonoi, he was depressed---YES but he knows he needs to stay strong so he can keep everyone in place.

Kokonoi heard in the Internet that the only thing to cope with a recent family members death was to get something that reminded them of that certain person that died and for Koko, you reminded him of a Lop Bunny...

Tiny, Chubby cheeks, Adorable, Sweet, and likes hugs <3...

Kokonoi decided to buy a comfort Lop Bunny and surprise the members, just so he can make sure the rest of the members would go back because he also knows that you wouldn't want them like that.

He ordered some men to go out and buy one, when they gave koko the bunny it really did look like you. It was white and brown, chubby cheeks and just plain adorable and loving.

"You're name is now, Y/N..." Koko said as he stared at the bunny as it was just scrunching it's nose.

It was 7:00 AM in the Morning, Koko was inside the meeting room as early as possible so he can surprise the members. After waiting for a few hours the members came in one by one with serious and irritated looks.

"Why the gloomy face, you Idiots?" Koko Snickered as he gave them a teasing smile, The Haitani Brothers looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"How about you? Y/N just died and you're happy?" Ran snarled at Koko, Koko saw how Ran has teary eyes and for some reason it hurts...All of you were family...

"Nah, I'm hurt...It's just that...If Y/N was alive do you think she'll be happy that we were all depressed and shit?..." Koko asked as he looked at everyone, he was now having a serious look on his face.

Everyone was quiet and didn't utter a word.

'Seriously?? this idiots are being all depressed????' you spoke on your thought as you nibble on a carrot.

Apparently...right after you died you were turned into a bunny and when you woke up you were inside a box with Hay and Pellets on the side. When you saw light, It was the box opening and Koko naming you with your own name snuggling onto you for the rest of the day.

"Koko is right..." Mikey cut through the silence as he spoke, your large ears perked up. This was the first time you ever heard Mikey's voice with no emotions in them and it was a first since he was always perky when you were alive.

"Koko is right...because Y/N...won't be happy if she ever saw us being like this" Mikey continued with sobs along his sentences. You felt hands grab you, it was Koko.

"I bought a bunny...She looks like Y/N...doesn't she?..." Koko said as he smiled and place you onto the table, everyone looked at you. Except you cause you looked at Koko.

"Excuse me!? I know you are having a god damn moment but did you just say I look like a fucking animal, KOKONOI HAJIME?!?!" You squeaked at Koko as you stood up, dusting your fluffy fur and crossing your arms. Nose scrunched from you glaring at Koko.

"D-did that...did I take my pills earlier?...." Sanzu questioned as he looks at the others and back at you. Takeomi grabbed Ran's Baton and started poking you.

"OMI! QUIT IT! WILL YA'????!" You squeaked again, this made takeomi yell and hide behind Mochi and Kakucho who was also trembling. You scoffed and then turned your body to face Koko.

He just looked at you wide eyed and wasn't speaking, a sigh escaped your lips as you went down to grab a carrot and went back up at the table again.

"You idiots look really bad...Didn't I tell you to take care of yourselves?!" You yelled, making them stand up straight.

"Are we dreaming?--- OW!" Rindou yelped as you threw a carrot at him.

"NO IDIOT! DO I LOOK LIKE AM JOKING?!" You replied.

"W-who are you!?" Mochi asked you, you turned to him slowly and smiled.

"Y/n! I got reincarnated as a bunny and now...I'm pissed because this idiot---" You pointed at Koko.

"Just told me I look like I'm fucking covered in fur!!" You yelled once more, Koko raised both of his hands up.

"Y/N?! are you really sure you're Y/N?!" Koko asked as he moved his face close to yours, you lightly smacked his nose; making him flinch away from you.

"Yes and I can prove it!" You exclaimed, they all looked at you with curious eyes.

"Let's start with Mikey, When I first saw Mikey drunk he called me his one and only multiple times and asked me out---" Mikey turned into a blushing mess and made a shushing sound. You grinned at him.

"Sanzu!" You yelled Sanzu's name and he just looked at you.

"You were the one who stole the 40K from Takeomi's card just so you can buy drugs----" A hand was placed at your mouth and Sanzu's face has a hint of fear in them.

"SSHHHH!! fine you are Y/N! now stop it!!" Sanzu yelled at you, Sanzu was then yanked away from you as Takeomi smashed him onto a wall.

"You bastard used my card?!!" Takeomi yelled.

"No...I mean yes??! MAYBE?" Sanzu explained, you let out a chuckle.

"You two that's enough!..." Takeomi was about to punch Sanzu but was stopped when you yelled. You felt two pairs of hands grabbed you. It was Ran and Rindou.

"Y/N...is that really you?..." Rindou asked, half teary eyed.

"No, I'm just a bunny with the same name." You cockily replied.

"Yeah guys...this is Y/N..." Ran said as they both hugged you, Later on the others joined in on the hug.

They made sure it wasn't too tight for you so you won't be crushed by them. They missed you so much....

"I can't believe you're really alive again, Y/N..." Mikey cooed.

"I know...Me too..." You replied back. All of them let go from the hug while Rindou placed you back on the table.

Their gloomy expressions turned into a soft smile, you would be lying if you say that this didn't made your heart melt.

"Chibi Bunny..." Kakucho suddenly said out of the blue, everyone looked at him and started laughing out loud while you scrunched up your nose.

"OI! I'LL BEAT YOUR ASS UP!" You yelled.

"What are you gonna do Chibi Bunny Y/N?~" Ran teased as he stuck out a tongue.

"I'm a bunny...which means I can poop whenever and wherever...I know you guys habit of removing and leaving your shoes around here..." You replied at Ran, everyone grew quiet...

.........

"EVERYONE HIDE YOUR SHOES!!!" Mochi yelled as all of them dashed out of the room to hide their shoes just incase you won't poop on them if they let you roam around the headquarters.

The rest of the day went on with them hanging out with you in their meeting office. After you being reincarnated, they decided to all live again and just share you instead of deciding on who take you during on weekends and weekdays...

You were happy that you get to see them again and they were the same <3

[lokiprompts]

500 Follower Request Event!!

Woohooo!! I have reached 500 followers. How fun. And a great way to bless me on this day when I am semi dying from illness 😂

So, I am going to do a request event!! Drabbles or one shots from now 3/22 to 4/05

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Here are the rules:

1) Be patient AF. I have my own business and so, I am crazy busy. But I promise to get to your request!

2) Pick a Prompt (see what I did there?!) and a Cliche Trope and I will come up with someone for you!! You can pick multiple ones, go for it!!

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PROMPTS

“Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

“It’s you, it always been you.”

“You’re everything I could’ve wanted and more.”

“Kiss me.”

“Home stopped being a place when you entered my life.”

“You should probably go home.” “But i’m already home.”

“You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.”

“I’d do anything for you.”

“You took all the pillows so i’m using you as one.”

“Stop moving and let me braid your hair.”

“I’m so proud of you.”

“Can you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

“I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”

“You are my family.”

“I’m right here.”

“Can you just please hold me?”

“I’m pretty sure she/he’s my soulmate.”

“you come here often?” “Well considering I work here, yes.”

“You know, I think my parents would be proud if I brought you home.”

“I just want to see you happy.”

“I haven’t seen them smile like that in ages.”

“You made me a better person. Thank you.”

“This reminded me of you.”

“Your hair is really soft.”

“You’re really warm.”

“Are you blushing?”

“Can I stay here tonight.”

“Because I love you.”

“I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.”

“I’m never going to leave you again. I promise.”

“Make a wish.”

“I love seeing your smile.”

“Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.”

“I just want to be there fro you.”

“I couldn’t just get you out of my mind.”

“You’re a softie.”

“You owe me.” “Fine, whatever you’d like.”

“You’re safe now, I’m here.”

“Why are you scared of loving?”

“You are crushing me right now.”

“Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen.”

“I love you.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“Take my hand. Just trust me.”

“You’re hurt. Please just let me heal it.”

“At least let me clean it.”

“I told you to take care of yourself.”

You’re the only thing that matters.”

“Stay.”

“Its okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

CLICHE TROPES

1. Love Triangle

2. Secret Billionaire

3. Friends to lovers

4. Stuck together

5. Enemies to lovers.

6. Forbidden Love

7. Second chance

8. Soul Mates

9. Fake Relationship

10. Accidental Pregnancy/Suddenly Parents

11. Best friend’s Brother/Sister

12. Workplace Romance

13. Lost Memories

14. Belated Love Epiphany

15. Beauty and the Beast

16. Blind Date

17. Online Dating

18. The Dare or Bet

19. Kidnapped

20. Secrets & Lies

21. One bed

22. The Coffee Shop

23. Hurt or Comfort

24. Illness

25. Huddling for warmth

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This chapter was so much! My emotions are all over the place, and I definitely have whiplash 😅🖤 But the smangst!!!! The smangst, oh my God, you killed me with it and it was absolutely perfect *chef’s kiss* 😘

I love that she met Garth! 😂💕 And I loved that she still hunted with Annie and helped where she could. I loved seeing the other hunter’s side. Sam and Dean might figth the devil, but I’m sure there were so many others that helped and tried to keep people safe as best as they could!

I also loved that Sam called her to say goodbye and essentially told her to watch out for his brother. That was such a sweet Sam moment, and I really adore this little glimpses into their friendship as well 🥰

Now to the real nitty-gritty – Dean showing up on her doorstep, completely broken was so accurate and heartbreaking 😭 The back and forth between them was so intense and had me on the edge of my seat screaming at my screen! You described his emotions and feelings so beautifully, even through Julie’s POV. You could really feel his pain and hurt over losing his brother and the way he feels about himself, like he doesn’t deserve to be with Julie. God, Linda, this was masterful 😭👏👏👏

Dean was there still, on the little stoop that led to the motel door, and as Julie watched, he slowly slumped onto the third step up as though he'd been deflated.  He dropped his head into his hands, pushing them through his short hair so that they cupped the back of his head and his elbows rested against his knees.

This moment was absolutely devasting to read and so well described! You feel everything here and hate seeing him like this 💔🥺 I loved how their fight culminated and intensified until Dean couldn’t fight it any longer and gave up. And I-... Excuse me, I’ll go have a shower cry now 😭

But I’m glad he stayed this time, and he had both Julie and Bobby around to take care of him, even though he was a bit of an ass – okay, huge ass! 😅 (We still love our grumpy, grieving bear, tho 🖤) It’s also so interesting to read his whole journey of grieving Sam, trying to move on, and fighting his depression. I liked that it was slow-building and you could really see and feel his progress. A few times I wanted to legit strangle him, though, when he tried to push her away so many times, but I’m glad Julie never gave up on him ❤️

"I know.  I know it's not me your mad at.  And when you need to yell, tell me, I'll yell with you.  We can go stand out in the yard and scream till our throats hurt." 

 Yes, please ❤️❤️❤️😭👏

And dear Lord, their little moment of heated passion was so raw and emotional 🥵 But of course, Dean had to run out and have... a mental breakdown? I think that’s fair to say. He did punch Bobby (😳). 

"I'm sorry, Dean, I don't mean to laugh, but...you used me?"  

Bless her. His argument made me genuinely laugh, too. What a sweet idiot 😂🖤

"God, I love you."

Julie sucked in a breath.  "What?" she asked quietly, afraid he'd try to retract the statement.  

But he just smiled softly.  "So much, Jules.  So much."  

FUCKING FINALLY!!!!! 🥳🙌❤️

Another fantastic chapter, my love 😘👏 You’re rocking this series!!!!

Green is My Favorite Color Ch. 12

Pairings: Dean x Fem!OFC

Explicit 18 +/Warnings: Angst - so much angst, grief, talk of major character death, smut, p in v, some fingering, slightly rough sex, unprotected sex, Dean being an asshole (kind of), fluff.

Word Count: 7, 506 (sorry for another long chapter!)

Series Summary: Dean has been her hero from childhood, can she ever get him to be more?

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Chapter Summary: How will Dean cope with Sammy gone? How can Julie try to heal him?

A/N:  The twelth chapter in a longer series. As I’m writing, the story is stretching out a little and I’m thinking it’s going to be at least 20 chapters. Sorry! 😬 It’s what I’ll call cannon adjacent. It will follow the general storylines through the seasons, but I’m creating my own offshoots. 😊

The beautiful divider at the end was created by @talesmaniac89. 💗

3 months later (May 2010)

Julie pressed the ice pack to her shoulder, hoping to take away the worst of the ache. She and Annie had been exorcising a demon when his buddy had shown up ready to fight. The two women had managed to take down both demons, wrangling the second one into the devil's trap as well, and exorcising them both.

But not before demon #2 had landed a hard blow to Julie's shoulder; he'd been aiming for her head and she dodged at the right moment, but he still clipped her shoulder.

So now, hours later, she was sitting back at the motel, trying to recover while Annie had gone off to help another hunter friend Julie didn't know.

Everything was in chaos right now. There was so much demon activity that the network of hunters across the Midwest couldn't keep up with it.

Something about the upcoming battle of Armageddon seem to have them all excited and riled. That thought brought back the memory of her phone call with Sam two days before, when he told her the plan.

"What? Sam, that can't possibly be the only option!" Julie had said, completely horrified and blown away by what Sam was telling her.

"It is the only option. We can't kill him. So, the only thing we can do is try and get him back in the cage, and..." He paused for a moment but when he spoke again, his voice was full of conviction. "...and I'm the only one who can try to get control of him, and toss him back in."

"Besides," he said, his voice getting quieter. "I let him out, I've gotta put him back in."

Julie had tried to argue his point, but she couldn't come up with any possible alternative if they wanted Lucifer safely caged away again.

She talked with Sam another twenty minutes, with her trying to find solutions that didn't exist and Sam just trying to tell her goodbye. Finally they ended the call.

"Bye, Julie. You take care of my brother, okay? He's gonna be stubborn as hell, but I guess you already know that. But just promise me you won't give up on him too quickly."

Julie wiped away the tears Sam couldn't see, but the quaver in her voice gave them away anyway.

"I'll do whatever he'll let me do, Sam. I promise. But please don't say goodbye like we'll never see each other again." A sob broke through and she tried to squelch it.

"I refuse to say goodbye to you, Sam Winchester. I'll only say, see you later." She pushed down another sob. "So, I'll see you later."

She could almost see Sam's gentle smile as he answered. "I'll see ya, Julie."

After she got off the phone with Sam, she tried to reach Dean a couple of times, but wasn't surprised when he didn't answer. Stubborn, just like Sam said.

So, instead she reached out to Bobby.

"I want to come help, Bobby! I'm new, but I'm a good fighter and I feel like Armageddon is kind of an all hands on deck situation!"

"Sure, it is. That's why I need you and Annie here in Detroit, putting out fires around the city. I've contacted almost a dozen other hunters that I know around the country and warned them to be on the lookout for increased demon activity, and maybe even trouble from the angels. We need you guys to keep the world safe, while we try to keep it spinnin'."

Julie knew he was right, someone had to look out for the regular people and families while chaos reigned. But she couldn't help wanting to be there with them all. She also could help feeling that Bobby was happy to have an excuse to keep her far away from the devil at ground zero.

So, she and Annie, and a handful of other hunters that Julie was meeting for the first time, did the best they could to keep everything running and save as many people as possible.

There was some distrust from the other hunters about working with Julie, since they didn't know her or her capabilities. But Annie vouched for her and Julie felt happy that she'd been able to hold her own with the more experienced hunters.

One of the men, a sweet, slightly odd guy named Garth, gave her his card and told her he'd be happy to work with her again and to call him any time she needed a hand. She tucked it away in her back pack, happy to have made an ally.

Now, she sat alone in the motel room, watching the news reporting flash floods, and shooting stars, freak storms and and earthquakes. She had to give the anchors credit for staying calm while they reported the end of the world.

She washed down a couple painkillers and hoped they did a better job at relieving the ache in her shoulder than the rapidly warming ice pack.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, quiet and tentative. The world being what it was, she picked up her shotgun as she went to the door to look out the peephole.

When she saw who was on the other side, she wrenched the door open as she rested her shotgun against the wall.

"Dean." she breathed out as she looked at him, tall and solid and seemingly in one piece.

But then she caught his gaze, and his eyes, dear god, his eyes were just bottomless pools of pain and hurt.

Julie looked behind him where Baby sat parked and empty.

"Bobby?" she asked.

Dean's mouth twitched in a parody of a smile. "He's good. He's...he went back to his place, he figured there'd be lots of hunters looking for help, so he's manning the hub."

Julie nodded, relief flooding her while trepidation and heartbreak still sat heavy in her stomach.

"Sam?" she asked, her voice nearly silent.

Another ghost of a smile graced his lips and his jaw clenched. "He...he got him. He..." his breaths were becoming shallow. "He won. He's.." He swallowed convulsively for a minute, and Julie knew he was trying to swallow down the pain and grief.

"He's gone."

Julie put her fingertips against her mouth. "Dean." she whispered before she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist praying he would allow it.

He hesitated a minute before he pulled her as close to him as he could and more or less fell on her shoulder.

He buried his face in her neck and in her hair that was loose around her shoulders. He leaned on her heavily, as though he was having trouble standing under his own power, and Julie struggled to keep from buckling under him.

But she stood strong, desperate to be there where he needed her to be. She was determined not to start crying, trying to keep her emotions in check so he wouldn't feel he needed to comfort her.

It was a hope that became impossible as she felt his massive frame begin to shake and broken, guttural sounds start to issue from him. It took her a second to realize he was crying; raw, harsh, choked tears that sounded as though his body didn't remember how to do it. When she heard his broken, bleeding grief, she couldn't keep her own tears from falling.

But she stood in the doorway with him, running her hands up and down his back and reaching up to try and run her fingers through his hair, placing kisses wherever she could reach which was mostly his shoulder and the side of his neck.

After a few minutes had passed Dean pulled himself off of her, silent now and staring at the ground.

"I'm sorry." He said, obviously embarrassed.

"Don't you dare be sorry." Julie said as she led him out of the doorway so she could finally close the door. "You have nothing to be sorry for."

She led him over to the little loveseat that sat under the window and pushed him gently onto it. His movements seemed disjointed and confused as though he couldn't quite remember how he'd got there.

Julie moved off and put some coffee on, hoping that a good strong cup of coffee might help Dean get rid of some of the fogginess he seemed to be moving in. She knew he'd probably prefer a stiff drink, but she had nothing there, not even a beer.

Probably best that he doesn't start drinking anyway, Julie thought, coffee is better.

As the coffee started to drip into the pot, she watched Dean and tried hard not to start crying all over again. He sat in the exact position she'd pushed him into, not moving a muscle, just staring at the ground. His face was a blank mask, expressionless now that his wracking sobs had ended.

As soon as there was a cupful of coffee in the pot, she pulled it out, the still brewing coffee dripping and hissing against the hot plate, as she filled one of the white china cups on the counter.

She brought it over to Dean and sat down beside him on the couch. When he didn't seem to notice her, she pressed the cup into his hand and he startled, looking as though she'd woken him up from a deep sleep.

"Coffee." She said with what she hoped was a reassuring smile. "It's good and strong."

Dean looked down at the cup, his brow furrowed. Julie reached out her hand to run it down his cheek, but as soon as her fingers touched his skin, he jumped back as though she'd burned him, managing to actually burn himself when the scalding hot coffee spilled over his hand.

"Oh God, Dean. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Dean cut her off. "What am I doing here?"

For a second Julie was worried he was suffering some kind of memory loss from trauma, but it soon became obvious, as he set the cup down and wiped his burned hand on his green jacket, that the question had been a rhetorical one.

He stood up and seemed at a loss for a moment, until Julie stood up too. Then he looked at her and scowled, shaking his head again.

"I shouldn't be here." He mumbled as he turned toward the door.

Julie leapt after him, pushing under his arm as he reached for the door so that she blocked the door handle. He pulled up short and glared at her.

"Dean, just wait, talk to me."

But he shook his head. "No, I don't have time to talk. I don't know why I came here. Move."

"What do you mean, you don't have time to talk, where are you going?"

"Just get out of my way!" he bellowed at her.

When Julie remained where she was, he growled out a sound of frustration. "For once Julie - just one fucking time - can you just leave me alone and do what I ask!"

Julie knew he was angry and in pain, and like a wounded animal he was lashing out, but his words still slashed her open, drawing blood.

"Dean..." she tried again.

"Move!"

Blinking rapidly to keep her tears at bay she stepped aside and freed the door handle. Dean looked surprised for a minute and didn't move immediately. But then he pulled the door open and stormed through it, leaving it open behind him.

Julie waited to hear the sound of the Impala roaring to life, but it never came. Finally she walked around the still open door and looked outside.

Dean was there still, on the little stoop that led to the motel door, and as Julie watched, he slowly slumped onto the third step up as though he'd been deflated. He dropped his head into his hands, pushing them through his short hair so that they cupped the back of his head and his elbows rested against his knees.

Remembering her promise to Sam, Julie took her chances and walked down the steps to stand on the ground in front of him.

He lifted his head to look at her and his eyes were filled with tears.

"They're hurting him." His voice was barely audible but hearing the words, Julie felt pain squeeze her heart.

"They're...he's not just...it's gonna be even worse for him, he's locked up with Lucifer." He swallowed hard again. "My baby brother is being tortured by the devil, Jules, and I don't..." He broke off and closed his eyes tight, tears leaking out from under his long lashes.

He dug the heels of his hands into his eyes and when he pulled them away from his face, he'd successfully pushed the tears away.

"I just keep thinking that I can't just sit here. I can't just sit here and let you soothe me and comfort me while Sammy is being..."

"Dean, that's ridiculous." Julie scolded, cutting him off, but keeping her voice gentle. "Do you think that someone caring for you means you don't care about what's happening to Sam? That if you find any kind of comfort, you're somehow making things worse for Sam?"

Dean didn't answer, simply dropping his head and allowing his hands to dangle between his knees. Julie walked closer to him and tilted his chin so he was looking up at her.

"Sam told me to take care of you, Dean. And I intend to keep my promise. So the first thing you're going to do is come inside and drink that cup of coffee while I pack up. Then you and I are going to get into that black beauty over there and go home to Bobby's."

She risked it and ran her hand down Dean's cheek again. This time he leaned into it, turning his head and kissing her palm. He looked up at her, his green eyes still filled with such pain, but also remorse now.

"I'm sorry, Jules."

Julie shook her head. "I know." She grabbed his other cheek with her other hand and bent forward slowly to place a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Come on, let's go home."

***

The next week was one of the most exhausting Julie had ever experienced. When they got back to Bobby's, Dean said he was just really tired and wanted to go to bed.

Julie brought him to her room and basically tucked him into her bed. She was glad she'd exchanged her old twin bed for a double when she'd come back after college. Dean never would have fit in that tiny thing.

That first night Dean seemed to sleep like the dead, straight through for thirteen hours, but then for the rest of the week, he never slept for more than two hours together.

For the first two days Bobby and Julie barely saw him. He just laid in Julie's room for hours. She would go in to check on him, and he'd either be lying in bed, or sitting up on the side of it, staring at nothing.

She'd tried to get him to come out for meals, but he kept refusing, so she'd started to bring him in food trays, but he'd barely touched any of that either.

On the third morning she went in to check on him, and he hadn't eaten any of the breakfast she'd brought him two hours before. He was sitting on the side of the bed this time and he looked up at her as she entered. Julie wanted to cry.

His eyes had dark purple shadows under them, his eyelids red-rimmed and painful looking. His cheeks were covered in thick scruff and his hair was completely disheveled from sleeping on it and no doubt constantly running his fingers through it.

He still wore the same black t-shirt and jeans he'd worn for the last three days, his leather jacket and flannel tossed in the corner on the floor.

"Hey." Julie said as she sat down beside him on the bed. "It's a really beautiful day out. Bobby has a part he needs for his car and I wondered if you wanted to take a ride with me in Baby to go get it." She nudged his shoulder gently. "Great day to hit the highway."

As soon as she said it, she wanted to take it back. Dean's eyes closed tight and she knew he was thinking about all the hours of open road he'd travelled with Sam. She knew just how special Baby was to both of them. She never should have suggested it.

Before she could say anything else, Dean just shook his head and laid down on the pillow. "Not today, Jules. I'm too tired."

Julie nodded and stood up. She reached out a hand and pushed it through his hair like she would a sick child. She felt Dean pull away a little and she dropped her hand.

"Okay, no problem." Julie said. "Maybe tomorrow." She hated the false note of positivity she put in her voice. It was so forced. She took the untouched, cold food away and closed the door behind her.

Later that evening, Julie went in with a dinner tray. His lunch tray showed only two bites taken out of the turkey sandwich she'd made him. But somehow beside him on the bedside table, was an almost empty bottle of whiskey that she had definitely not brought in.

She didn't bother wondering how the stealthy hunter had managed to sneak in and out of the bedroom without either Bobby or herself noticing.

Magic.

She picked it up and looked at him laying on his back staring up at the ceiling.

"Where did this come from?"

Dean turned bloodshot eyes in her direction. "Bobby's liquor cabinet. Where else?" His voice was nothing but gravel and grit and there was a slight slur to his words.

"Dean. It's probably not a great idea for you to get drunk right now."

He scowled at her. "Well, it's a good thing it's not up to you, because I think this is a perfect time to be drunk."

He sat up and grabbed the bottle out of her hand, opening it and taking another large swig.

Julie threw up her hands, exasperated. "You've barely eaten anything in three days, no wonder you're drunk off half a bottle of whiskey." Julie exchanged trays, setting the dinner tray where the lunch tray had been.

"Look, I made you a burger, extra onions." She tried to pull the bottle out of his hand, but he yanked it back, a few drops sloshing out of the open top.

"Jesus, Jules!! I'm not fucking hungry. Just stop trying to force feed me like I'm some kind of invalid." Dean shouted at her.

"Then stop acting like one!" Julie shouted back. She took a deep breath as he glared at her. "You have to move, Dean. You have to eat something, have a shower, get dressed in other clothes. I'm not saying you have to do that all at once. But pick one thing and do it."

Dean picked up the burger and took a bite of it, washing it down with another pull of whiskey. He set the burger back on the plate. "There, I ate something. Now fuck off."

He glared up at her and Julie spun away from him before she either burst into tears or smacked him across the face.

***

Later that night, Julie was sleeping on the couch as she had been since Dean took over her room, since he clearly didn't want her company. She woke up with a start, hearing Dean give a shout of fear.

She ran to the room and opened the door to see him sitting up on the side of the bed, breathing hard. When he looked up at her, all his previous wrath was gone and there was only fear and heartbreak.

He shook his head. "Sorry." he whispered. "Just a dream."

"I'm gonna be right back." Julie ran quickly out of the room and came back half a minute later with a quart of ice cream and two spoons.

She sat down beside him, leaving plenty of room between them, and handed him a spoon.

"One night, about thirteen years ago," Julie's voice was a whisper. "I woke up so scared and so lost. I didn't know what the next day would bring and I didn't know how I would keep moving forward."

She took a deep breath and took the lid off the ice cream and scooped some up on her spoon.

"Then this floppy-haired guy showed up in my doorway and scared the crap out of me."

Dean huffed out a sound that came close to being a laugh. Julie took it as encouragement.

"But then," she continued. "he brought me into the kitchen and tried to convince me that mint chocolate chip was the best flavor of ice cream."

She held out the tub of green ice cream towards him and he scooped up a spoonful of the minty, chocolatey dessert, closing his eyes as it hit his tongue. He pulled out the spoon and smiled slightly.

"It is still the best." He stated.

Julie shook her head. "No, you're still wrong. Rocky Road for life." Dean finally looked at her and there was a wider, sad smile on his face.

Julie took her own spoonful of ice cream and ate it before she continued. "But it didn't matter what flavor the ice cream was because the guy worked his magic; he made me feel safe and protected. Like everything was going to be okay."

Julie set down the ice cream and got close to him, picking up his hand and rubbing the back of it.

"Now all I wanna do is make that guy feel the same way. Help him feel safe and protected, as though whatever tough things happen tomorrow, he'll be able to handle it and I wanna remind him that he's not alone, I'll be right there to help him."

Dean closed his eyes and dropped his forehead to hers. "Jules, I'm so sorry. I know I'm being an asshole, I keep yelling at you, but you're not..." he sighed deeply. "I'm sorry."

Julie nodded. "I know. I know it's not me your mad at. And when you need to yell, tell me, I'll yell with you. We can go stand out in the yard and scream till our throats hurt." Dean let out a breathy chuckle.

Julie stood up and grabbed the ice cream. "Here, I'll go get you an actual bowl of this, so the rest of it doesn't melt."

As she moved away, Dean snagged her wrist. "No don't go. Just let it melt. Stay here with me."

Julie was about to scoff at him and say he could wait less than two minutes until she put the ice cream away.

But then she saw something in his expression, something that reminded her that asking her to stay, admitting he needed her with him, was incredibly hard for him, and she worried that making light of it at all would make him pull back into himself.

So, she just nodded and set the ice cream on the plate with the burger where it would melt into liquid. Dean laid down and pulled her down beside him so she was lying on her back. He laid mostly on his stomach, wrapping his arms around her and laying his head against her breast.

His body felt tense against her so she began to run one hand through his hair while the other hand rubbed up and down his back as far as she could reach.

Slowly, minute by minute, she began to feel him relax against her. She started to hum something soft that she vaguely remembered her mother singing to her when she'd put her to bed. She was sure she was remembering it wrong, but her voice was soft and slow and soothing and she could feel it working as the muscles in his back loosened and his breathing evened out into the cadence of sleep.

Eventually, she could feel her own eyelids getting heavy and her last thought was to hope that when the sun rose, it wouldn't burn away all the tranquility and peace they'd found in the night.

***

The next few days seemed better.

The next morning, Dean woke up beside her and kissed her cheek before he got up out of bed. A few minutes later she heard the shower start.

He came into the kitchen about twenty minutes later, his hair still damp, dressed in new black jeans and a blue denim shirt. He was so handsome, Julie felt her mouth run dry. She felt bad for lusting after him while he was still so vulnerable and hurting, but she couldn't help it, he was just so beautiful all the time.

He poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with them, eating a few pieces of bacon and some toast.

There was an awkward kind of joviality between them, as though all of them were trying to pretend things were okay now. But it was a brittle kind of happiness and after about an hour Dean looked exhausted.

He stood up and kissed Julie on the head. "I'm just gonna lay down for a bit."

"Sure." Julie said, wanting to add that she knew how much effort it had taken him to do everything he did that morning, and how proud she was of him for his strength, and that she knew how badly he was still hurting every second, and that she didn't expect him to be okay over night and he shouldn't expect it either, and that she loved him no matter what, always and forever.

But since she knew that would be way too much for Dean to take in, she settled for reaching out and squeezing his hand as he walked away.

The next couple days Dean continued to get up in the mornings and eat with them. He was still eating very little, especially for Dean, but he was consuming food and that was all Julie could ask. He worked on some kind of chore in the mornings, working on Baby or a different car in Bobby's yard, or fixing things around the house.

Julie knew how much he loved to work with his hands, and how good he was at taking things apart, finding the problem and putting everything back together again. She hoped that these simple tasks were helping him to feel some kind of sense of control at a time, when he must be feeling powerless.

He was still barely sleeping, and when he did, his sleep was plagued with nightmares that he never talked about. Without either of them discussing it, Julie had stopped sleeping on the couch and now slept beside him every night.

One night, just over a week after he'd lost Sam, Julie woke up again to Dean moaning and jerking in his sleep. Every other night this had happened, Julie just shook him awake and then let him squeeze her too hard as his heart stopped racing and his breathing returned to normal.

This time, however, she couldn't get him to wake. His face was twisted in an expression of torment and she shook him harder.

"No! No!" Dean was almost whispering. "Please, please stop!"

It was the first time he'd said actual words instead of just moaning or breathing roughly.

Julie felt tears burn the back of her throat as she tried again to shake him awake.

"Dean! Honey, wake up!" she called over and over. Finally after nearly two minutes of trying, she shook him and he jumped up, pushing her away from him, as he tried to take in where he was.

The look of confusion and abject horror on his face made Julie have to swallow over and over so that she wouldn't give in to the tears that were threatening to overflow.

She held up her hands. "It's okay, Dean. You're home, with me. Here. At Bobby's." She caught his eye and tried to nod reassuringly. "Remember?" she asked.

She saw the moment reality overtook the remnants of the dream and his shoulders slumped forward. He just stared down at his hands in his lap.

Dean and Julie were facing each other on the bed and Julie tried to catch his gaze again to see how he was recovering, but he just kept staring at his hands, palms up in his lap.

His voice was muffled with sleep and sadness when he spoke. "It was me...I was...Sam was on my table...on the rack in front of me and I was.." He trailed off and Julie saw tears fall into his open palms.

"I was cutting into him, slicing...and...I was screaming in my head to stop, trying to make myself see that it was Sammy...and he was..."

Dean choked slightly, trying to force the tears down. "He was begging me to stop, he was..." Dean let his face fall into his hands, covering it completely. "He was screaming...so loudly..."

Julie couldn't take anymore, she couldn't hear him describe such a horrifying dream any longer. She climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms as far as they would go around him with his arms still clutched around his head.

Desperate to do anything that would take away those images Julie just clung to him, at a loss of how to fix it.

Suddenly Dean grabbed her by the upper arms and pushed her away from him only to grab her face and pull her to him for a deep, wild kiss.

Julie could taste both their tears on their lips as she opened her mouth and felt Dean's tongue sweep in and ravage her mouth. He pushed her onto her back and moved his kiss, still open-mouthed and urgent, down her neck.

"Please." Dean said, his voice desperate and pleading. "God, please Jules. Just, I need you. Please, let me..." he trailed off, not giving her specifics of what he wanted her to let him do. But it didn't matter, because she would have done anything if it meant giving him a moment of peace.

"Yes." She said simply. "Yes."

And with her permission, Dean began to move his mouth down her body, frantically running his hands up and down her skin, as though he wanted to touch all of her all at once.

"Fuck, Jules..." he pushed her tank top up and took hold of her bare breast underneath, squeezing and kneading it almost painfully. He laved his tongue across her nipple before moving further down her body.

He slipped his hand into her pajama shorts and groaned when he found her with no panties, and completely soaking wet for him already.

"Jules, I need you so much." He was breathing harshly in her ear as his teeth tugged at her earlobe and Julie let out a small gasp. "I just need your...life...and your light...the...you're so beautiful, I just need it. Please? God, please Jules." He mumbled incoherently.

Dean quickly pulled off her shorts and pulled down his jeans and seconds later Julie felt his cock pushing through her slick folds. She moaned at the feeling.

Finally, he thrust into her and Julie bit hard on her lip to stop from crying out. He rammed into her hard and fast and Julie pressed her fingernails into his shoulders.

Dean reached down and rubbed three fingers hard against the bundle of nerves that were screaming out for his touch and Julie reared up against him.

As he pounded into her, she could feel herself about to climax and knew he was close too by how erratic his movements had become. As he continued to move against her, his mouth was on her pulse point, sucking hard. As he let go of her bruised flesh, he panted into her ear.

"Fuck Jules, please make the dark go away."

"Yes!" Julie moaned back to him, not able to say anything more as she felt her walls squeezing around him as he thrust one final time, groaning harshly into the crook of her neck, pulling slightly on her hair while his body was rigid over her, shudders coursing through him.

Finally, he rolled off of her and lay still, panting to catch his breath. In much the same condition Julie pulled the blanket up over her rapidly cooling skin.

She heard Dean's breathing steady and even out and thought he was falling asleep. She felt her own heavy eyelids falling and her tired muscles welcomed the velvety comfort of sleep.

But she was startled awake not long after as she heard the bedroom door open and saw Dean walking out. Assuming he was going to the bathroom, it wasn't until she heard the front door open that she sat up and quickly grabbed her pajama shorts off the floor.

She barely got them on in time to run out of the bedroom and out of the front door as Dean turned over the Impala's engine. She ran up to the driver's door.

"Dean what are you doing?" she asked, banging on the window a little frantically, completely at a loss for what was going on and why he was leaving in the middle of the night. She stepped away from the car as he revved the engine, not wanting her bare toes to be run over by the black beast.

But then as he started pulling away she panicked completely and ran out in front of the car forcing Dean to slam on the brakes.

Dean slammed the car into park and pushed open his door. He stood half in and half out of the car.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he yelled at her over the engine's idling rumble. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

Julie marched up to his door. "What the fuck are you doing, Dean Winchester?" she yelled back. "Are you insane? You just...I mean we just..." she couldn't find the words without getting them caught in her throat.

She settled on saying, "We were just together like that...and then you just take off into the night, without even a goodbye?" She pushed on the car door, just barely moving him. "What are you thinking?"

Dean's face was harsh. "I'm an asshole and a bastard so I was thinking that I should remove myself from your life. And I was thinking I could do that by going to find a way to get Sammy out. I figured I'd offer a trade." His words were rushed and rambling.

"You know, I mean Cas isn't answering any of my prayers about trying to get Sam out, so maybe there's a demon or two that will want to help, for a price of course, so I figured I'd offer myself up, get Sam out and get me the fuck out of your life."

He slammed the car door closed and walked away, yelling back. "Two birds with one stone, you know?!"

Julie just shook her head. "No, I don't know. I have no idea what's going on in your head right now and it's scaring the crap out of me. And let's also talk about how stupid you'd have to be to try and make more deals with demons!" Julie ended on a roar.

Dean cut across the end of her sentence. "It's not crazy when there are no other options!"

Dean was standing in the middle of the yard, yelling and waving his hands while Julie still stood by Baby and shook her head, completely at a loss.

It was that moment that Bobby came outside. "You two are gonna bring the law down on us if you don't stop all your screamin'. What's goin' on?" He asked, seeming to ignore the fact that he was yelling too.

Dean threw up his hands. "Nothing, Bobby. I'm leaving, just tell your crazy kid to move out of the way so I don't run her over."

But Bobby didn't like the sound of any of that, and he moved quickly to intercept Dean just before he reached the driver's side door.

"Now, calm down, son and tell me what's happening."

But Dean just tried to barrel through and when Bobby wouldn't back down and tried to hold Dean back, the younger man cocked his fist and smashed it into Bobby's mouth.

"Dean!" Julie shouted as she ran forward and crouched down beside Bobby. She looked up at Dean, full of confusion and anger.

Dean seemed momentarily shocked into stillness by Bobby on the ground nursing a split lip and Julie staring up at him, furious and hurt.

But then he just spun away and got into the Impala.

Julie helped Bobby sit up a bit more, as the Impala's tires spun and gravel shot out from underneath. Julie watched heartbroken as it sped away, but then it stopped just outside the "Singer Autos" gates.

The car sat there a minute, before Bobby pushed her toward it. "Go see him. Check on him."

"What? No. I need to help you."

Bobby scoffed and stood up. "It's a split lip, kid. I've had worse."

They both watched the car sit on the other side of the gates a moment before Bobby nodded toward the car and it's driver.

"Go on, darlin'. He needs you."

"He clearly doesn't or he wouldn't have tried to run away right after we..." Julie caught herself too late and looked at Bobby with very flushed cheeks. "I mean..."

Bobby cut her off with a grimace. "I know what you mean, just please stop talking to me about it and go talk to that idjit about it."

Julie reluctantly walked closer to the Impala, thinking with every step that it was going to just drive away.

But it didn't and she reached the driver's side door and looked through the window to see Dean slumped over the steering wheel. Julie banged hard on the window and found some petty satisfaction when he jumped at the sound.

He stared at her through the glass for a moment before he rolled down his window.

Pulling forth all the compassion and patience she possibly could, she spoke calmly. "Dean, for the love of god, shut the car off and come inside."

After a second, Dean cut the rumble of the engine, but made no move to go inside.

"Dean..." Julie began, feeling the patience already wearing thin.

"Can you come here instead?" Dean asked with a nod to the passenger seat.

Julie nodded and walked around to climb into Baby's warm, leathery interior. Silence reigned for quite a while and Julie just let it, trying to give them both time to recover, although since she had no idea what exactly had set Dean off, she couldn't possibly say what would help him calm down.

But time and silence seemed to do the trick because after a while Dean turned to face her with a deeply serious expression.

"Jules, I'm so sorry. I will never be able to tell you how sorry I am for what I did."

Julie shrugged. "Bobby's the one who should hear that apology. It was his lip you broke open."

Dean scowled and shook his head. "I'm not talking about what I did to Bobby, I'm talking about what I did to you."

Julie rolled her eyes and pursed her lips. "Well, it wasn't exactly a good time, but it's hardly the first time you yelled at me, and I was doing a fair amount of yelling back. And I did stupidly jump in front of the car, so it was hardly your fault that you almost hit me."

But before Julie was even halfway through her response Dean was looking at her like she was crazy. "That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about..." he paused and turned his head to look out the windshield. His voice was a whisper when he continued. "I'm talking about the fact that I used you."

Julie saw his jaw clench as he continued. "I used you...used your body as an outlet for my pain, my darkness...I...I'm so sorry."

Julie didn't mean to, she wasn't expecting to, but she just burst out laughing. Dean swung his head back around to face her, confusion furrowing his brow.

Julie tried to tamp down the laughter, but the whole idea was so ludicrous.

She laid one hand on his arm and used the other hand to cover her grin. "I'm sorry, Dean, I don't mean to laugh, but...you used me?" She shook her head. "Dean if you think for one second that I would have allowed you to 'use me' if I didn't want it, boy, you must have forgotten that I learned how to flip you on your ass well over a year ago."

Her expression was challenging him to disagree with her. When he didn't she eased into a smile. "Look, I wanted you as much as you seemed to want me."

Dean shook his head. "I know that, I mean I have no delusions that I ever would or ever could force you into anything. But that's kind of my point. I used your feelings, your desire, your sympathy, I used them to try and..." he stopped and ran a hand through his hair.

"I wanted to hide all the dark things that are swimming around in my head every day, all the time since Sammy's been gone, I wanted to bury them in you. And that's awful."

"No." Julie said slowly, as though trying to explain something to a small child. "It's not awful, it's beautiful." Dean's expression turned completely disbelieving.

"Really." Julie reiterated. "I think it's amazing and wonderful if I can help you find even a few minutes of beauty or light, or whatever you find in me. Even if it's only for the span of a climax." She said, her cheeks getting pink. "I'll give you any amount of peace I can, any way I can give it."

She grinned cheekily. "If it just so happens to also make my eyes roll back in my head and have me screaming in ecstasy, well, even better."

Dean finally lost his frowning seriousness and a slight smile showed through.

Julie shook her head. "Is that why you were leaving?"

Dean shrugged. "It was half of it." He glanced at her. "Two birds with one stone, remember." He ran a hand down his face. "The other half was feeling incredibly guilty that Sam is still suffering while I'm...finding peace and light." He finished, with a tight smile.

Julie sighed. "I told you, you suffering doesn't help Sam in any way."

Dean nodded, "I know. I also know that if I go into another demon deal Sam would be so incredibly disappointed." He waved a hand at their position just beyond the gates. "Which is why I'm stopped here, completely at a loss as to my next step."

Julie decided on boldness and crawled into his lap and straddled his thighs. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips and pushed her hands through his incredibly soft hair trying to tame it.

"Your next step is to come back in the house, apologize to Bobby," she gave him a scowl at that, "and then get a few more hours of sleep. So that when we wake up we can start researching properly about how to get Sam out."

Dean seemed surprised. "You're not going to tell me that this was Sam's decision and he knew the consequences, and that it's too dangerous to try and get him out."

Julie shrugged. "All of those things are true, but if you don't care about them, I don't care about them. We will find a way to bring Sam home. I promise."

She leaned forward for another gentle kiss, but Dean grabbed both her cheeks in his hands and held her in place so he could lick up into her mouth and pull on her tongue with his lips, moaning softly into her mouth.

When he pulled back they were both breathing heavy, so harshly in fact that Julie almost missed Dean's next whispered words.

"God, I love you."

Julie sucked in a breath. "What?" she asked quietly, afraid he'd try to retract the statement.

But he just smiled softly. "So much, Jules. So much."

His next kiss was much more gentle, but also drawn out, turning into neck kisses and collarbone kisses before a thumping on the roof made them jump apart.

"I'm glad to see you two made up, but how about you pull yourselves away from each other's mouths and come back inside and tell me what the hell is goin' on."

With that Bobby wandered back toward the house and Dean smiled gently at Julie, slightly abashed.

"Do you think he knows we slept together in your childhood bedroom?"

Julie nodded. "Yeah, he definitely does - I kind of accidentally told him." She grimaced playfully. "Sorry!"

Dean shrugged and smiled. "Well, it's okay. He owes me a punch in the mouth anyway."

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[syneilesis]

Reading chapter 9 of Luke's route and I am living for the potential Team Chevalier shenanigans.

Oh, Belle, you have nice descriptions for Chevalier's eyes too (despite the not-positive connotation)! His eyes are ethereally beautiful, aren't they? Also, reading while travelling, I approve. He probably brought that book so he could ignore the others lmao

Clavis, I love how you're so forthcoming about your feelings towards Chevalier while Chevalier just tolerates you 😂

Chevalier is definitely thinking, all throughout the carriage ride: "I am surrounded by idiots." God bless your patience, King Highness 😂

I would want to read a story where his faction is just up to shenanigans with Chev as the long-suffering elder brother to Clavis and Nokto's trolling. Poor Luke is promised with lots and lots of honey.

Sadly, I did not have enough resources to get that early story bonus from the collection event. I'm saving myself up for Clavis's route release lol

[foli-vora]

Hi Foli! How are you? 🌸

Soo I just had a dirty thot about Frankie. Imagine you're younger sister of one of the guys and had seen Frankie a couple of times but don't really hang out with them that much, but do have a serious crush on him. And so one day you feel a bit horny while thinking of him and start pleasuring yourself in your room, but then hear some voices and suddenly there's a knock on your door. So you quickly get your hand out of your pants and the person who walks in is ofc Frankie! He extends his hand in greeting and you ofc have no other choice but to give him your hand, the very same one that was in your pants just seconds ago! But let's say you managed to vipe it on your shirt or bed first 😂

Frankie noticed you're a bit flustered and that your hand is really warm but he didn't think on it much, he just came to ask you something before he goes back in your brothers room. When he does go back, in one moment during the conversation he scratches his face and THAT'S when he smells you and suddenly everything makes sense, why you were acting weird and all and he jumps to bathroom cause suddenly he's hard and needs to calm down. Not to mention that he has a crush on you as well and maybe sometimes has imagined certain scenarios with you. But now that he knows how you smell like? Oh he's gonna be a lot more creative 😏

It would be really interesting to see these idiots trying to act all normal after and failing miserably. 😂

Nonnie I have literally JUST woken up and you’re slapping me across the face. YOU FILTHY LITTLE THING YOU. (I’m also very well, thank you for asking 🥰)

I see this happening as a younger TF crew era, maybe your brother is home after training or something and he brings his mates and wowzers young!Frankie would be the SWEETEST FUCKING BEAN plus hot af so naturally you’re like 👀 hot damn. Frankie’s obs interested but y’know, mates younger sister, it’s a no-no so he’s respectful and playful and kind but buries that growing crush.

AND THEN THAT HAPPENS. POOR GUY WOULD BE FERAL. Even the playing field a bit by having the bathroom next to your bedroom and you hear a muffled little groan and just know it’s Frankie. These idiots would be tip toeing around each other, automatically flustered when the other is mentioned/around. They’re obvious as all hell so the guys are like 😒seriously? And as soon as Frankie gets that big brother chat it’s over and you better brace for impact coz he’s on his way to you and he won’t be holding back.

DELIGHTFUL ANGEL. THANK YOU FOR BLESSING MY MORNING WITH YOUR THOT.

[khaleesiofalicante]

Idk about Alec but I sure as hell got a heartattack from that description.

first of all- RAFAEL CAN BE SAVED. RAFAEL CAN BE SAVED. FIRST DAVID AND THEN RAFAEL THANKS MA'AM I-

Lexi is alive god bless

Gigi

Simon and Izzy making out lmao

That parabatai oath scene (why would you add that Jem’s part I am in pain)

Lake Lynn- wow shocker

Mf SELENA IS THE ASSASSIN.

BELIAL YOU SON OF A BITCH

“Alec had no idea what was happening. The only thing he could think of was Rafael” SAME ALEC SAME

Max saving everyone-thats my boy

Liv and Lexi you idiots

I thought Lightwood-Banes were in pain but Clace’s family has me on the floor- pls stop. How is Lexi supposed to recover from her twin killing her and Jace and Clary?????

I hated Belial at this-

“I will not hurt the consul. That privilege belongs to someone else”

But I wanted to murder him at

“You too, Alexander”

- Maxwell Lightwood-Bane I love you but if you do not talk to Malec about Asmodeus’s deal I will cut off your hair okay???????or even better, I will cut off David’s hair.

- I didn’t like how the adults reacted in this chapter. I mean I get that too many kids had died and everybody was suffering but considering most of the tmi/tda/twp gang has themselves suffered at the hands of princes of hells and crazy villains, they should’ve acted better. I’m conflicted. Only Isabelle Lightwood-Lovelace deserves rights.

- "Magnus Bane and Alec Lightwood. A beautiful story but I'm afraid, it doesn't have a happy ending" what if its a foreshadowing of you killing one of them because both of them will move heaven and hell to bring back Rafael and David. IM anxiety.

Malec (+us) @ Brother Enoch when he mentioned souls can be brought back

Omg your gif game making me 😂😂😂

And YAS Rafael is alive and mighttttttt be back but what will the price be 👀

Also lmao David @ Max rn:

[yuichi-ro]

ahsjdkdk pls imagine one the kids in daughter’s school confessing to her and she takes one look at them and is like “dye your hair pink, maybe then we will talk” she truly learnt from her mother to just force your spouse to be like you want them to be smh

but also, daughter proposing to sanzu with a candy ring when she is like, 5 or something. has someone else officiate the wedding with her plushies attending, a super annoyed and reluctant sanzu who only goes along w it bc mikey told him to and the rest of toman trying and failing to hold in their laughter.

oh kisaki so cries when he finds her little pink notebook, murder plans encircled with hearts and glitter. his heart swells with pride because his daughter is so smart and amazing! a menace to the world like he once was but also more attractive due to my blessed genes XD her birthday present to her dad would probably be the head of his enemy in a box or smth and id just be sighing over these insane brainless idiots. my idiots, but idiots nonetheless.

oh hanma sooo eats up the matching sweaters. he just invites himself into the house, eats all the pudding and leaves just because he can and kisaki always forgets to relocate the second key from under the plants to somewhere else. hanma and daughter would be partners in crime when it comes to annoying kisaki and that alliances has caused him many headaches. celebrations like coperate christmas simply has to be spent together between the hanma and kisaki household lmao.

also yeah i watched the latest episodes of owl house and amphibia. amphibia? cute and fun, lived domino 2’s comeback. owl house?? nobody fucking talk to me or my son ever again imma snap belos’ throat. god they really said “lets traumatise these kids even more!”. nice that the fan theories were wrong but also n o. i wanna know more about the other brother, its too damn interesting. also we need more dadrius. man was made to be a dilf and him being a parental figure to hunter gives me life. the little scene where he holds raine back from going after eda but then hears hooty talking about hunter and having to be hold back? perfection, i need more gods.

-🌌momo

ASDFGHJKL SHE BE JUST SIPPING ON HER JUICE BOX AND MID CONFESSION TELLS THE OTHER KID TO COME BACK WITH PINK HAIR MAYBE THEN SHE'LL ENTERTAIN THE IDEA- ASDFGHJKL MOMO WHAT MORALS ARE YOU TEACHING YOUR CHILD

tiny 5'3 Sanzu, sitting on a plastic kids chair (man weighs like nothing jfc no one people think he's a kid) all done up in a tux bc Kisaki and Mikey made him do it. He can't even be high out of his mind Mikey said no that's disrespectful to the bride. And the brides his boss's seven year old daughter who wouldn't let it go. Asdfghjkl Sanzu planning each way he's gonna kill his coworkers as they sit with the assorted plushies trying to not choke on their laughter. All while Sanzu sits there straight faced getting fake married to this child that hasn't left him alone since the day they met. And Mikey just keeps stroking the fire to keep the kid from sobbing and the rest of Toman is dying laughing while poor Sanzu just accepts his fate as a childs play thing 😭😂

you have to deal with Kisaki, exacerbated and almost out of breath, running into the kitchen and skidding to a stop like it's an emergency. And when you finally get it out of him what's wrong? He's catching his breath asking if you half glitter pens and metallic sharpies and sticky notes. Because he wants to help your daughter make her murder booklet all pretty and perfect and organized. And here you were thinking your kid was choking or something. No. Her father wants art supplies to decorate her over the top burn book of how she's gonna murder her enemies and get away with it 😭😂 Momo, babe, I'm willing reproducing with Hanma and I ask, are you sure 😂😂

see Kisaki's worried about Hanma's son way too much. Where he really should be worried about is uncle Hanma who tells his little niece about her father's "dork" phase, or if he's allergic to anything, what makes him squirm and anything else the small child can weaponize against her father. And the spare key? The one Kisaki keeps putting some place else and swears Hanma is tracking them? Yeah no his daughter just tells Uncle Hanma where daddy put the new spare key and Hanma walks right in after Kisaki had the locks redone and everything. Viably making the man question his sanity and if this man really is a god damn shinigami getting into his house so easy. sorry I don't have the heart to break it to your husband that his daughter keeps ratting out the spare key

Amphibia? Adorable, quirky, lighthearted, cute and still plot driven. Owl House? Sobbing, screaming, swaddling Hunter, making him food as we speak, sharpening knives and throwing them at pictures of Belos ready for anarchy and murder.

The witch hunting this is interesting I actually didn't see that coming and I love it? Firmly standing my ground now that Belos/His brother, were originally both witch hunters but Belos was just going a little too far and his hunger for more is what got his brother killed. Idk if he did it on purpose, or it was an accident, but I'm standing firm on the idea that Hunter is a fucking zombie magic version of Belos's deceased brother and frankly idk what to do about my zombie baby. Is he just a corpse?? He's been killed that many times in ONLY fifty years?? If Belos dies does that mean Hunter doesn't exist?? Like?? Now I'm so worried is he even a living creature??? Is my baby just a cadaver of a dead sibling??? Please I need to love him what the hell did I watch??

[fighting-these-demons]

episode 2 and 3 here we go!

They're teaming up!!!!! Lmao 🤣 poor Kaburagi.

Wooooo!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 Go boys go!

Of course Midousuji would convince Kumamoto Daichii to work under them. 😕

Well.

Whomst are these two I don't remember seeing them at all before this? When did they fall?

Huh it's Midousuji. Obviously it's part of his plan to seemingly fall behind.

Lol Naruko checking on Midousuji to be sure they're still competing.

NO

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

NO NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!

😫

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I HATE IT HERE GET ME OUT!!!!!!!!!

I REFUSE

I knew I'd catch the L at Supersonic Speed but NOT LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH

It's only because he lost once and needs to beat him goddamnit!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

I'm fine with this series' preoccupation with cross school rivalry relationships but PLEASE NOT THIS

Augh.

Aw that's sweet thay Izumida said that to Teshima! 💖

AUGH IZUMIDA AND YUKI!!!!!!! 😫💖💔💖

HE STILL LOVES YOU YOU IDIOT AND HES THE CAPTAIN!!!

WHO THE HELL SAID YOU COULD LEAVE YUKI?!?!?!?! YOUR CAPTAIN CALLS THE SHOTS!!!!

TELL HIM IZUMIDA!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

It was that moment that he realized Izumida, despite his new love; did, in fact, still love him. 💖😭

They're all starting to break up and Doubashi rallies Kaburagi to keep up and stay together! 😭 Kaburagi has gotten under his skin! I bet he sees him as a younger brother. 💖

TESHIMA NOOOOOO!!!!!!! 😫😭💔

AOYAGI YES GOD BLESS!!!! 😭😭😭💖💖💖

Ok so I have no clue whats up with the subtitles but I heard the words "Courage" spoken as a loan word and "heart" and "feelings" spoken in normal Japanese and I don't think Teshima is saying

"I couldn't ask for a more dependable partner to work with."

If I were to hazard a guess with the dialog so far it'd probably be closer to "Aoyagi is here. Just seeing him fills my heart with Courage and lifts my spirits!" Idk though.

I know why it's so far off : because there's so many limitations to what subbers can do but like.

It feels like the team in charge of this season's subs are coming at it from a No Homo or As Little Homo as Possible / Probable Deniability angle which is WILD considering the last 6 episodes of last season.

Sharing a water bottle huh? 💖😁 I can see some of these scenes were drawn last season with their correct hairstyles. 😂

THE WAY THEY WALKED TOGETHER

In a pattern that only makes sense if they're holding and swinging hands! 😭💖

The Synchronized Straight Twin of their Souls!!!!! 💖😭 Of course he believes in soul mates because he believes in miracles!

THE CERTAIN VICTORY HAND HOLDING GOD!!!!!! 😫💖😭

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Aaaaawwwww the faith!!! 😭💖

I hope he breaks his word to midousuji and throws the challenge. Going against Midousujis word is a way that he can be his conscience.

[a-s-levynn]

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Thank you for asking and helping out with my unhealthy desire to overshare 😂 But seriously, thank you for always asking! 💞

I'm putting it under the cut because i'm talking about child abuse in one of them.

1. what’s the best advice you’ve ever been given?

The best advice i ever gotten was:

Never worry about anything. If it didn't happend yet, just think of a way or two how would you solve it. And if it happens you already got it covered. So basically you just don't give time for yourself to be worried. It's wasted energy, you could spend on try to find the solution instead. And when you have the solution you have no need to worry anymore, just the work towards solving the problem.

Bless her soul my friend was brilliant at the ripe age of 16. Oh and the:

Others expectations on you isn't your duty to match. They have to stop assuming things and just see who you are. That's their fault seeing things that are not there and not you lacking things.

This also came from the same girl, only a year or two before.

4. tell me about your most vivid memory, good or bad.

Now my most vivid memory.. i know i'm mentioning all the time i grew up in a mentally and physically abusive enviroment. Basically for 10 years. But there were days that are just... the most vivid memory i have, mostly because of the pain, is when i was around my 15th birthday, but i don’t know the exact date. That was one epic shitty day tho. I got beat up so bad i probably should have gone to a hospital but i didn't, out of pure fear. I was a kid. With injuries a kid should never have. No one should ever have. And i think i got off easy. But it coming from someone whom i’m living in the same house with.. I got a cracked rib, a bruised hip (this is what i left out from that previous post, about me still having problems and pains with my hip to this day), a sprained ankle, 2 broken toes, a broken finger on my hand, a concussion and i bit through my lip so hard i still have the scar. In one go. So yeeeah.. It wasn't fun. Yes that whole situations, not just this one instance is one of the reasons why my comfort chatacters are the way they are.

So let's lighten the mood with the second most vivid, yea? It’s soo much cooler!!  It's the 2003 solar eclipse. Like.. i have a really crappy memory in general but this one i remember almost clearly. I'm not sure whom i was with, probably one or both of my parents and my brother. I only know there were people around me. We watched it from a hillside, i had those crappy paper framed glasses that were specifically made chep ones, for watching the eclipse. It was a bit large for me but i didn't care. I had this really stupid grin on my face the entire time. It was so cool to see the world go dark and then the light creeping back. Like.. everyone talked about the anxiety afterwards as everything went dark but i had such a profound experience at the ripe age of 9 about hope? I’m not religious or anything but i do believe that everything happens for a reason. And that was the year when my family fell apart. And in retrospect i’m pretty sure i had to withness that. I obviously couldn’t really explain or comprehend the feeling back than, only that i never felt so safe as is did in the darkness, with the knowledge, that the light is coming back, no matter what. 

7. what is your fatal flaw?

Uhh what isn't? But it either impatience or distust. Because i'm an impulsive idiot and it got me into trouble more than i like it. But on the other hand the fact that i'm basically unable to trust anyone really isn't exactly making life bearable. Or maybe my inclanation towards self-nihilism.

But i think impatience/impulsiveness is the worst thing about me. There were times i legit though it’s going to be the reason i end up dead. Because i don't mean only actions, altho there were a lot of shitty decisions made on a whim, but like when i talk.. i usually skip to actually think through what i'm saying, which is okay at least i'm honest, but.. The best thing i learned in drama class is how to present what i want to say, meanig in words. So basically how not to be that much of an asshole. I still say what comes to mind at first, i just kind of learned how to phrase it more civil. It doesn’t always work, like when i’m angry or tired i have no filther. And i have anger issues and i’m sleep depraved a lot, so combining that with impatience and impulsiveness isn’t a winning combo. But i’m a work in progress and i actually think i got better the past years.