#feel free to send more asks but they'll be a bit late.

[ask-olivervocaloid]

Have you met Aurum and Audine yet? You should give them a chance, I'm sure they're lovely people

[sakuravalelp]

The Dance Academy isn't a gang- DC X DP Prompt

Inspired by this prompt

Clockwork suggests to Danny, who's been the king of the infinite realms for 6 years now, that he should take sometime off in a mortal realm. He doesn't feel like going back to his own dimension (you choose the reason), so Clockwork suggest another dimension where he thinks Danny might have fun.

Danny investigates the dimension, and finds it is a dimension where some humans, who are called meta-humans, develop powers, mostly during their childhood. Danny knows how tiring and alienating it is to grow with powers that one have to hide. He wishes to give this kids a safe space to experiment with their powers, but not as a weapon, just as part of themself.

He chooses to create a dance academy, because dancing is something in which you use your body and express yourself. It would be an excellent way to encourage this kids to use their powers while enjoying themself. He decides to open the dance academy in Gotham, were it seems metas may feel more pressure to keep themself hidden. With his ability to see and feel the differences in soul it's easy to identify metas, so he starts scouting kids for the academy.

Of course convincing the kids that it's just a a dance academy that wants to create a save space for metas, instead is of a trafficking ring, is difficult. But once he gets the first couple kids in, slowly more come too.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Bruce is worried about the new possible meta gang that it's forming on Gotham, and sends Duke undercover.

It's hasn't been long since Duke joined the bats, and this is his first official undercover mission. He's excited at the start, feeling proud that he's been trusted with an independent job, but then he finds out that the "gang" it's just a dance academy. He's a little disappointed, thinking that this job is more of a probation thing than anything, since there isn't anything suspicious.

The bats tell him to stay in the dance academy, because maybe the dance thing is just a cover up and they'll reveal their real motives when he's actually accepted in the group. And Duke takes it as them wanting him to have a meta support system. See? He's learning to understand how the bats show love to each other!

Duke finds himself enjoying being in a dance group. It's a lot of fun. Danny it's fantastic, he has a lot of powers and isn't scare to show them. Which makes everyone in the group feel so much safer to use their own.

Danny encourages them to integrate their powers in their dance. It's freeing. Their powers are treated as a normal part of them, and not as this exotic ability that has to be controlled. It's such a safe space that all of them have gotten used to using their powers for day to day stuff when in the dance studio. It all feels so casual because no one bats an eye to it. There's no talk about how they should try to do things "normally," or limit their use of their power.

Danny: "Why would you? That's your normal, and this place is safe for you to just be you."

Duke realizes a bit late that the bats were actually suspicious of the group, and that his placement there wasn't really a probation. He's glad to know he was actually trusted with a job, but, he had really thought that every time they had asked about his day with the group was because they were interested in how he was doing. That they were showing love and interest in him in that evasive ways the bats did, and it kinda suck to know it wasn't the case. It also meant that he had to confront their family in their clear meta-discrimination.

"Would you have been so suspicious if it wasn't a meta group? No. Other than them all being metas there wasn't anything off. No proof of fights, no proof of robberies, no proof of trafficking, nothing.

There's no proof of anything other than a group of teens dancing, and you know that because you checked it out before sending me.

Like, I don't blame you for checking it, I'm not naive, but you were so sure it was a gang, just because they were metas. That's fucked up guys."

[fire-lizard-ro]

AGHHHHHHH lately ive been thinking about sunday with a reader thats like him personality wise and their relationship is both trying to assert control over one another as a friendly rivalry but to other people its like gosh get a room

No mentioned gender for reader, so this is gn reader.

yyyEEESSSSS- I love that, hehe. It's always fun to talk about this sort of thing. A relationship where many cannot tell if the two of you hate each other or just have an odd way of flirting. Maybe it's both? Maybe it's neither~ They'll never know, and you'll never tell. But of course, even if you don't say it aloud the two of you understand each other and what the relationship is that you share. It's a delicate dance of attempting to perceive each other's intentions with every interaction and countering what plans the other may have come up with to try and get a one up on the other. While some may consider this exhausting to maintain, the two of you love it. It's something you two can't get from anyone else but each other. This battle of wits and skill is just for the two of you.

It’s a lot of veiled insults that sound like the two of you are just pleasantly conversing, but there’s almost an intimidating aura around the two of you that would likely suggest otherwise. And backhanded compliments. Plenty of those. The two of you sometimes try to have competitions, seeing which one of you can basically gaslight the most people at an event or will try to actively convince a “target” of the opposite idea whilst the other person is trying to convince them of theirs.

There’s also the fact that you two like to try and see who slips up first. The attempts to manipulate each other are always met with almost light-hearted laughter. “A good try, but not quite~” he would tease with that charming smile of his.

Despite all this… You two always seem to be together? If you want to find one, you have to find the other. Can’t find Sunday? They ask where you’re at. Can’t find you? They ask where Sunday is. And the two of you are always standing oddly close together, the two of you often leaning in as you speak. There is an undeniable tension there that everyone is incredibly confused about. Aeons above get a room already! Is what they would say if not for the fact that they aren’t sure if they want the two of you and your combined attention to be focused on them.

How you two interact away from the prying eyes of others is always up for questioning, but of course- No one actually asks. And so they are always left wondering every time they see the two of you together.

Sorry I couldn't come up with more! This sort of ask is a bit harder for me even though I love these concepts. OTL

And sorry if this isn't quite what you meant! I just wrote based on what I assumed you meant but if not, always feel free to send in another request~

Thank you for sending this in!

[orange-imagines]

Mud Dogs x Sick Reader

Relationship: Platonic

A/N: *blows dust off my keyboard* Uh hey guys. Fancy seeing you all here! Anyway I'm feeling blehhh and I've been thinking about the mud dogs a lot lately, so here you go have this for free <33 Also if you have mud dogs requests, send em in! Will I get to them? Who could possibly know. But reqs are open all the same

Well, they don't like seeing you miserable, that's for sure.

None of them are really used to dealing with this kind of thing. Sure, they all have experience being around people who've been sick and sometimes even helping with it depending on who the person was, but since taking up a life of crime they've gotten a bit rusty. They're way better at patching up the cuts and bruises you all get from your various missions and heists, but taking care of someone who's just caught a bug or has invisible pain going on? It's not their strong suit. But that doesn't mean they don't still try.

Danny's the best at looking after you by far. While he might make a joke here or there, he's the least likely to get on your nerves, and the most likely to make you a warm beverage and a hot meal unprompted. He looks after Len and Mick enough when they overwork themselves or go too far on a job that he has a good understanding of what you need: time, rest, and peace and quiet (the latter said while he glares at your other two friends). I take back all my generalization, actually- he's not a bad caretaker at all! He'll stop by your room/your spot on the couch and ask how you're doing and if you're feeling up for accompanying them on some task, and he'll sit with you and rub your back and let you complain about how bad you feel if you want to. He keeps as many worries as possible off your plate, and encourages you to rest as much as you can. He doesn't care if you're all actively being hounded by the cops (which you probably are), he just says "that ain't for you to worry about. Go take your meds and lay down". While he may come across as stern, he really just wants you to feel better. He doesn't like seeing anyone he cares about in pain.

Leonard is brash and can be quite loud and irritating when the others are involved, but when left alone with you he's way softer than he is on a daily basis. He won't baby you, but he's way more likely to do what you ask of him without complaint (holding things for you, getting up and getting you stuff, microwaving lunch, changing the channel to something he normally would never watch). If you want to vent about how bad you feel, he's your man. To him, your pain is something he can shit-talk with you about ("That fucking sucks. Why's your body doing this? This guy bothering you? Next time someone sneezes on you, tell me. I'll take care of them"), and he's only a little bit serious. He'll continue on with the bit if it makes you laugh- actually, there's little he won't do to try and lighten your mood, so if the two of you have any embarrassing/silly inside jokes that you want him to recreate or a funny voice you want him to do, this is the time. He'll deny you for a few minutes, but he's super easy to sway when you're sick. I hope Danny and Mick were there to see him do some cheesy shit to make you feel better. The big softie. They'll never let it go.

Mickey's just a pure wild card here, god help you. It's not like he's bad, he's just a bit chaotic because he really wants to fix whatever's going on with you, and gets impatient when he realizes there's nothing either of you can do but ride it out. He's very good about reminding you take any meds or painkillers you need though, and he comes up with a lot of other ways to ease your discomfort. Anything that usually helps you, he's down to do, no joke. He'll be your body pillow or heating pad or wrap his arms around your face if you have a headache. He cares the least about the possibility of you getting him sick and will be in your space and company as much as you want him to, though if you're feeling touch adverse you may have to shoo him away. If he's pestering you, feel free to tell him you're annoyed- he's got thick skin and knows you love him, so he won't take it to heart. He's a good sport.

Mick's also the most likely to procure mystic medicine for you, not realizing the potential negative effects that could have on a human, especially when a few of his medicines definitely came from the black market.

"Yeah I'm sure Y/N would appreciate this crazy plant I got. Funny that it's making my arm all tingly." "C'mon Mick for fuck's sake-"

I won't lie, it's not the most ideal situation you could be in. The guys' lives are chaotic and messy and often lacking in common physical comforts. But they always look out for you when you need it. Them having your back doesn't just apply to high-stakes cons and heists, they're there for you 24/7 (no matter how much beauty sleep they might lose). You're part of their messy little family, and they'll always do their best to take care of you, even if they might be lacking in a few areas.

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

Ari AU - Part Four

The next segment in my Popstar Grian AU that I have been cooking up with @angeart . Sorry for the wait on this one, life has been getting in the way a bit and writing this AU down is exhausting!

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Five

Feel free to send me asks about this AU! It makes me insane.

CONTENT WARNINGS for this part: suicide attempt, suicidal ideation, hospitals, serious medical conditions, discussion of seizures, discussion of psych wards, loss of personal autonomy

Hospital, Continued, OR: This is Likely Not An Accurate Representation of Seizure Related Disorders

Things calm down once Grian is stable again. It takes some work, lots of nurses and doctors hurrying around and running machines while Scar sits outside the room terrified. But eventually, she's deemed stable and Scar is given the go-ahead to re-enter the room.

The crew are finally allowed to sit in the room with her too, but it’s honestly kind of boring. Grian is unconscious, and there isn't much more to say. Talking about what happened - the suicide attempt, isn't something anyone really wants to do at the moment.

While they're waiting it turns to late morning. Impulse goes out and grabs some copies of the morning tabloids. They probably aren't the most pleasant thing in the world to read but the crew have to know what's being said about Grian.

Mumbo goes to get them all some breakfast from a vending machine (and comes back holding way too many packets of chocolate and crisps) while Pearl gets coffee and then stays with Scar, putting a hand on his shoulder as they sit together listening to the steady beeping of Grian’s heart monitor.

When Impulse gets back with the tabloids, it at least gives Scar a break from the silence. Everyone starts ranting about how insensitive the headlines are and how they’re going to have to do so much work to fix things when Grian is better and... Scar looks at them fondly, but doesn't really add to the conversation.

He's glad for the distraction. The hope they still carry that Grian will get better. Because Scar can't see that now. He really can't see it. She looks so fragile now, so drained of life, lying in the hospital bed.

It's another few hours before he wakes up.

As soon as they hear the muffled sounds of Grian trying to speak, Scar is right at her side. There had been mutterings between nurses about how worrying it’s getting, more nervous looks being shot her way with each passing hour, but Grian is waking up again. She’s incredibly hazy and out-of-it, but she’s awake.

And Scar is there this time. He's right at her side. Immediately ready to help her with anything she needs.

The oxygen mask is taken away and Grian tries to say Scar’s name, but it barely comes out as anything. Then he just sobs against Scar's chest, too tired to panic, too hurt to speak. Scar holds him as nurses very carefully flit around.

For a while, she’s kind of fading in and out of. When she’s awake and aware, she talks to Scar a little. Asks if she died. If she was kidnapped. Did she take too many pills? Why is everyone here? Is any of this real? Scar answers each question softly and gently with as much clarity as he can. Which isn’t much, because it’s still Scar.

As he gains more awareness, Grian keeps apologising to Scar. For attempting, but also for not succeeding. For burdening him. Scar never stops his reassurances, holding Grian as close as he can while whispering in her ear.

When a doctor comes in and talks about a psych eval, Grian panics. She's terrified, and guilty, knowing exactly what they're going to say. Of course she isn't mentally well. Everyone can see that. She attempted suicide, for goodness' sake.

More pressingly, she thinks she's going to be taken away. That they won't let her go home with Scar. They'll put her in some facility where she'll never get better. The horror stories she's heard from others who have been in the system like that shake her to her core, and that's what really frightens her. That's what makes her want to escape it all.

Attempt Two - Hospital

When the nurses leave, Grian asks Scar to loosen her wrist straps because she’s uncomfortable. The nurses said that they’re for Grian’s safety, but… what harm could it do? Scar doesn’t want Grian to be uncomfortable. The crew have gone home to sleep, while Scar chooses to stay overnight. 

But though Scar falls asleep on the chair next to her bed, Grian stays awake, mind full of loud and terrifying thoughts. She is so afraid, and guilty about what she's putting Scar through, and, honestly, feels like finishing what she started is the best way out. Even if it is scary, it’s less scary than the psych eval. Less scary than the thought of being taken away from Scar and analysed by doctors. Less scary than the thought of it all being leaked to the press.

With the wrist straps loosened, it’s easy for Grian to escape her room and slip out into a hallway. She finds medical scissors in the bathroom. Which is scarier than the pills. More physical and real. 

There is barely an attempt before she’s found by a nurse. She must have made a lot of noise getting out of bed and into the hallway. Even with scissors, there isn't even a scratch deep enough to bleed. Still, she’s told off and sent back to bed.

Scar is given a very stern talking-to by an angry nurse for letting Grian get free and wander off. He’s horrified that he let it happen, the looming ‘what if?’ playing in his head the whole time.

There are consequences. For some time - whatever the doctors decide - he isn’t allowed to see Grian. Which is torture, really. To distract himself, he takes a few much-needed trips between the hospital and home.

The psych eval goes badly the next day. The doctors confirm Grian's fears, wanting to send him to a facility of some kind. She begs not to be sent away, that it would kill her, even if not literally. She wouldn’t last long in a place away from Scar, especially not being observed and evaluated. Hearing her distress, Scar insists that Grian should be allowed to come home. 

It really hits Grian that it isn’t her choice. It’s Scar’s, as his partner and the closest thing she has to a legal spokesperson (aside from, what, her manager?). Ever since she cut her family off.

Grian has no control over his own autonomy. He supposes he forfeited the right to speak for himself after two suicide attempts, but still, it’s horrible. Or, a horrible thought. Grian is somewhat confident that, because of her status and wealth, she could reasonably convince them to listen to her and her alone, if she needed that to happen. Luckily, Scar’s on her side regardless.

He promises to read all the booklets the hospital gives him - especially the ones about what to do if Grian has another seizure - and to lock away all the sharp objects, pills, shoelaces, wires, and glass in the house. Which he does during the time they don't let him see Grian (the biggest chunk of time is when Grian’s therapist visits. That's something they're going to have to keep doing, of course).

But, before anyone can go anywhere, first priority is a brain scan. Because something happened to Grian when she first woke up, and they don’t know what yet. Which is also terrifying! Grian is getting tired of being terrified!

It’s remarkably fast, as procedures go. The doctor and nurses take Scar aside and start talking to him, which Grian sees and really really hates because hello? He's right here? If there's something wrong with him, he wants to know!

Afterwards, the doctor does come up to her and explain that he's been diagnosed with something-or-other (she isn’t really listening, which sort of defeats her previous point) and needs to stay away from flashing lights and high stress scenarios.

Flashing lights. High stress scenarios. Grian almost laughs, that's actually hilarious.

There is also medication. Scar’s been given pills for her to take daily, to prevent seizures.

Oh. Scar’s been given the pills so that Grian can't take them on his own. So she can’t overdose again. He feels like he's being treated like a child. He understands why - he deserves it - but it still hurts. 

Then, that’s it. Grian makes enough of a recovery to be discharged, and it’s time to go home. Prescribed with new pills, more therapy, and a lot of things to read. It feels anticlimactic. Impulse calls and says he’ll bring over a car, so… it’s another waiting game. 

While Scar and Grian sit in awkward silence, Scar runs over the guilt in his mind. The fact that Grian got out of his room and was going to attempt again. Grian being dragged back into the room, arms scratched up, crying as she’s restrained again. Scar pushed out of the room and listening to her cries, being told it’s his fault she escaped… it all hurts.

But it was a mistake. It is in the past. Scar quietly places his hand over Grian's, extending the olive branch to her while trying his best not to cry. It doesn't matter. He has to be there for her now. 

Leaving The Hospital

Impulse arrives with a baseball cap (which is too big) and sunglasses for Grian, to both hide her identity and keep the camera lights away. There are a lot of people outside still, with cameras and microphones. Cameras with flashing lights. Microphones that cause Grian so much stress. 

How lucky.

Heading out first, Impulse distracts the crowds. Then, Scar tells Grian to close her eyes entirely and just let him guide her to the car. Pay no attention to the reporters. It's okay. They don't matter.

Grian’s used to it. He doesn't even complain. He knows he's just a thing to them. An object to gawk at and capitalise off of. Maybe she'll write a suicide note and blame them in it. That'd be a good comeback, wouldn't it?

It’s not a comforting thought, though. She loops an arm around Scar’s shoulder and allows herself to be moved like a ragdoll, stepping cautiously out of the hospital doors with her eyes shut tight and head bowed to the floor.

The light of cameras flash behind her shielded eyes, but nothing happens. It’s overwhelmingly loud, after so many quiet days in the hospital, but she pushes through. As she always does. Within a few moments Scar gets her into a car, and they’re off with no incident.

No seizure. It's strange getting used to the thought. Seizures were something that happened to other people, not to Grian. But now they do. Now there's something else to watch out for.

During the ride, Grian stays quiet. He’s scared to find out what’s waiting at home. Whether their house will be swarmed with people, or if it will be safe. Terrible thoughts crawl into her head like parasites, eating away all hint of positivity and relief from being out of the hospital. Scar seems upset with her. It's uncomfortable.

And then, without warning, they’re home. Like time has slipped past her. The car engine stops running. Grian remembers to breathe.

There’s no one there. At least, no one visible. Once they get inside and close the front door, Grian stands in the hallway, unsure of what to do with himself. He asks Scar, half-dissociated, if she’s still a person. Scar responds: of course, Grian is his favourite person.

Grian thinks she’s a lot of people’s favourite person, and that’s basically the problem. Something bristles up her spine as she thinks about the bar, and that person, the one who drugged her. 

She's so terribly afraid of everything. Of herself. Of the press. Of the stalkers. She doesn't know how to explain that she still has nightmares about being drugged. And that the night he took those pills was both the calmest and most terrified he's felt in months. Because everything was going to go away. But everything was going to go away.

He tells Scar that he doesn't want to kill himself, but also yes, he does. She doesn't want to die but at the same time, how else will everything just stop? There's no other way out. He can't see it getting better. 

Scar doesn't have an answer either. But he asks Grian, quietly, if he could just... try to stay alive. Even if it's hard. Even if it hurts. Try to stay alive, because he doesn't know what he'll do without Grian. Without Grian being there. Experiencing the world with him. 

He can't - doesn't want to - imagine Grian never smiling again, never singing again, never getting another haircut or eating his favourite food or telling Scar she loves him, ever again. Never listening to Scar's Disney rambles or planning to pull little pranks on their friends. Never crying. Never coming up with song lyrics, or designing outfits. Never holding Scar again.

It's haunting, how Grian seems so far removed now from when Scar met her. Only a hint of her past self shining through, begging to be found and held onto. She's changed. They both have. But losing her altogether?

Scar can't think about that. It's maybe all Grian can think about. And they both feel very, very helpless.

[lassieposting]

Y'all ever think about how Young!Vesemir would still have to take contracts to provide for the Kaer Morons

Give me little Witchers who are left alone in a cramped room above a tavern for days at a time, told to sit tight and keep quiet and not draw attention because they're surrounded by humans and he won't be there to protect them

Little Witchers teaming up to look after Vesemir when he comes back from a hunt injured and exhausted. Double-mutated Geralt gets Stitching Duty, because he's got the steadiest hands. Eskel sits by Vesemir's head and distracts him during the unpleasant bits. Lambert gets sent out to make sure Vesemir's horse is stabled/untacked/fed/watered/groomed, and Remus goes running down to the innkeep to make sure Vesemir is fed and watered too.

Little Witchers who realise, as children inevitably will, that their parental figure is struggling, and try to ease the load. Geralt will venture out to forage for potion supplies while Ves is away. Eskel learns to charm free meals out of motherly innkeepers with compliments or the offer of helping out with chores. Lambert is a shameless little thief, but sometimes he'll filch something Ves can sell when their coin is low.

Vesemir who freezes in place the first time he comes back to a tavern, bloody and covered in mud, and is greeted by a gaggle of little Witchers running to hug his legs, because? He's their only stability. He's their protector, their provider, the only source of positive attention they really have. He's often sarcastic and short-tempered and sharp-tongued, but they miss him when he's gone, and they feel safer when he's back.

Vesemir who goes from oh no, absolutely not, every single one of you sleeps on his own bedroll to ugh fine whatever but the first one of you little bastards to kick me is getting yeeted when the pups all dogpile onto his bed after he's been away a while or someone has a night terror or he's hurt and they're worried about him.

Vesemir who shrugs off hateful comments aimed at him with a snarky comeback, but will absolutely throw the fuck down with anyone who starts in on his boys.

Little Eskel and Geralt - the oldest, the first to notice that Ves will go hungry so they can eat when funds are low or opt to replace Lambert's boots over replenishing his potion ingredients - who always ask to tag along on hunts. They can help! They'll be useful! They won't get in the way! They want to pull their weight!

Vesemir who actually realises that his own relationship with his father figure was more distant than he would've liked, as a boy. He idolised Deglan, wanted his approval. Deglan took a special interest in his training, served as his mentor for his first year on the Path, called him an affectionate nickname. But never hugged him. Never said he was proud of him. Always taught him that Real Men Need No One, young feller, now let's have none of that pansy nonsense.

Vesemir who sees the pups go from fearing him to missing him and trying to look out for him and seeking affection from him when they're scared or sad or pleased to see him, and makes a conscious decision that actually, Deglan, you were wrong. Yes, being cruel to be kind is often essential to Witcher training: it's a tough, dangerous, survival-of-the-fittest lifestyle. But real men hug their fucking kids

Just. Jesus I am like two years late to this party and absolutely consumed by single dad Ves feelings send help

[princesssmars]

more of college rockstars kei and touya. nsfw content included <3

spring break with college rockstar's keigo and touya. its been a few weeks since you all started dating and its just so easy since you were all great friends before. its literally like spending everyday with the two people who get you and do everything in their power to make you happy.

the sex is just an added bonus and god are they horny often. you nearly got kicked out of the campus library when touya was feeling neglected while you were studying and instead of voicing his problem went underneath the table and ate your pussy like he was starving >:/

but other than that its been great! they are incredible boyfriends, treating you like their princess and they are at your beck and call. want some takeout from your favorite place? keigo's ordered all 3 of your favorite dishes. want to go to a campus party but need to study? thankfully touya is ridiculously smart and will tutor you at the speed of light and will escort you to the party himself <3

things are also looking up for their careers, their duo getting way more local gigs and more attention from neighboring counties. and you already know when you have a free night they will take you to a gig and let you listen from backstage. keigo is a sap so yes he will dedicate a song to you. yes touya agrees but tells him to stop being corny. yes after the gig they will be so high on euphoria and adrenaline they'll take you into the dressing room fuck your brains out then take you out for burgers after :D.

after a few weeks of this great streak they get asked to perform for a rock festival in a big city, it lasting most of spring break. you obviously tell them to do it, this being a great step in their career. although you are a bit bummed you'll be missing out and will be seperated during your week of no class.

they obviously look at you like you're crazy and just tell you to pack your things.

the whole way there you're excited, seeming to be even more so than them. the festival organizer was incredibly generous and paid for your first class tickets and hotel room, and you def make the most of it when all three of you order fancy airline snacks. (you might have also, with a crazy amount of stretching, become members of the mile high club but thats neither here nor there.)

the first two days are spent checking out the festival's beginnings, meeting new musicians and people, and touring around the city. they definitely take you out to karaoke bars and every other party you wanna tag along to. but if you wanna stay in the hotel room and just watch rented movies and eat snacks one of them will definitely stay with you. probably kei he's a sucker for wrapping up in fluffy robe and getting cuddly.

the day of their performance is nothing short of amazing. their singing is loud and angry and beautiful and its one of the most exhilarating experiences of your life. throughout it they look at you with the biggest smiles and send you a wink, your heart pounding and you cant help but giggle. when its all over and they've greeted fans and talked about future opportunities they barely manage to drag you back to the hotel before ravishing you.

the next day is calm. you all sleep in late, you and keigo waking up giggly because touya is in between the two of you which he rarely does and hes slightly snoring and drooling and he looks adorable.

after a lazy bit of getting dressed and freshened up you all head to a nice little place for a good breakfast and spend the rest of the day doing some shopping and exploring and laughing and just enjoying being with these two.

[yxstxrdrxxm-a]

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...

It was late when Cupid got the message, their eyes widening at the review.

They don't like answering messages like these. Oftentimes, it felt as if they were reading onto something... Forbidden. Like it was something they don't want to know, lest it'd hurt them or the image of the company that hired them.

And yet, reading through it now...

...

Looking at their phone, they frowned at the notifications they received.

[ 230 unread texts. ] [ 159 missed calls. ]

[ 30 from Eros. ]

[ 129 from Boss. ]

...

Placing their hands on the side of their head, they groaned, gripping on their hair. They didn't ask to have been in the company, no one did. And like hell they can answer, now that the account had simply been deactivated.

...

Eros is away. I hate this. I hate this feeling. I want this feeling to go away.

Deep breaths.

They need to breathe.

Yes, breathe. Breathe.

It was... Difficult. It was too difficult pretending to be a 'matchmaker' when they get messages and reviews. Alas, they had to put on a smile and act like its normal.

Lowering their hands, they took a few deep breaths and faced the screen.

And slowly, they clicked one specific icon.

[ DELETE ]

"... Just a few weeks. It's just a few weeks," they murmured, almost like it's a mantra of sorts. "Just a few weeks and you can get out of here."

A few weeks... What a lie. Work at Celestia Inc. is never easy. Getting time off from it takes weeks, months. And although they were simply hired to take care of it, their sorry excuse of a Boss could never imagine the amount of pain and frustration they felt with trying to meet the men and even survive when some became too much.

Eros was the only one who was with them. She was only there to assist them, and yet her friend could see them simply deteriorate bit by bit.

It drove them nuts.

Still... It's fine. It's fine. They can grit their teeth and bear it.

...

Everything is fine. Everything is fine. Those men can get their matches and their pay.

It'll all be over soon.

Just 14 days till Valentine's. And then... They'll be free.

[ellowynthenotking]

Feb 9

Dear dad

So we're traveling a little bit, and we found a place to stay for a couple of days. It's free if we're willing to "help them with a little problem."

Which, of course, means that it's actually going to be some kind of monster hunt, where we'll just need to kill some things that really, someone else should deal with, but as we're the only ones here, and the only ones who are apparently willing to deal with it. Which means we're going to deal with it. 

I think it's the least we can do. Helping people is, like, the bare minimum. Like scraping the bottom of the barrel bare and after the dragon. Maybe a monster hunt is the best thing we can do right now. 

The best thing that I can do.

No one has actually told us much about whatever it is that is the problem. Still, no one seems particularly concerned or scared, which is hopefully a good sign. If they don't think it's that bad, either they've been dealing with it for a while, likely, and it's not actually that bad. Or, it's a relatively new thing that is very dangerous, and they just have no idea how dangerous it is but are willing to send a group of people just passing through into the belly of the beast. Also likely.

But hopefully, that's not what's going on. It's probably just some small pests, like monstrous bunnies, that keep eating their crops. 

Well, maybe not their crops. It is still the middle of winter. Maybe it's getting into their food storage? That would be a problem that needed dealing with immediately. 

But I don't know. 

We won't know until tomorrow. We got in pretty late tonight, and there's pretty much no way I'm going to be useful in the middle of the night. 

Tomorrow, we'll find out exactly what it is, and maybe the others will be able to figure out what's going on and what we need to do to help or fix it. 

Maybe they'll even be able to convince the people to give us money for helping, in addition to the room. Also, it's less likely, but it would be cool. We need more, and work has not been plentiful this, well, actually this year.

It's not like we've actually run out, but no one's hiring us. We haven't been in any towns or anything that has had jobs. Even the temples and such haven't had much work for us to do that was paid.

Okay, I'll admit there's something else weighing on me. It feels like something's watching me. I don't know what it is or where it is, but since we've got here, I feel like something just outside my line of sight is staring at me. 

I haven't seen anything yet, no matter how subtly I look. 

It's driving me a little crazy. And I don't know if any of the others have noticed or experienced anything similar, but if they have, they haven't said anything, which is almost as irritating. 

But I also haven't said anything, so maybe they think the same.

Then again, it is almost midnight, and I might just be ramping myself up for no reason. 

You know what? Maybe I'll figure out what it is tomorrow when we find out what exactly we're supposed to be dealing with. Maybe whatever's causing this feeling is actually the cause. 

But I won't know until tomorrow, so I should just get some sleep. I think that's all I'll be able to do.

Oh! I almost forgot to say anything. I think I learned a new rune today, too. It was pasted up all around the town. Well, drawn all over town, it's mostly up high, likely where kids can't reach it, but it's interesting, I copied it into my book, and I'll ask someone tomorrow what it is when we get done with everything. 

They'll owe me an answer, at least, right?

If they don't know or don't tell me, though, I can probably figure out in the next big city that we go to, maybe I'll be able to talk Zunair into taking me to a bard hall with him, so I can do a little research on my own again.

It's a weird little symbol, and if it's all over the place, it's gotta be a protection one or something. Which would be so, very, very useful for us to have. 

But I'll find out tomorrow.

If it all goes well, I'll write to you tomorrow, and if all doesn't go well, who knows.

Love, Jack

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[thecontumacious]

ahhhhh request is finally open!! hi just wanted to say that I adore the way u write!

so I wanted to request hcs where the luxiem boys overhears their s/o doing a karaoke streams and they sing like a pro? and maybe they join in too?❤️❤️

"You're my favorite song."

a/n: i subconsciously made a mini playlist for each of the boys :D i also just wanna highly recommend the songs i listed so check out the artists when you have time ^-^

quick announcement: finals are next tuesday so i will be incredibly busy for around two weeks. thus, posts will slow down a whole lot more this time around ;-; but! after that, i will be completely free and will def have a lot of time to finish this batch~ i hope you guys don't mind waiting for a bit!

Vox Akuma 👹🌹

Hiiragi Kirai - Vita, Bocca della Verita, Bottom

hiiragi's songs are powerful and your voice resonated exactly with that, which of course attracted the demon firsthand

he had never thought you could sing such high energy songs

the more you sang, the more fond and enchanted he was with your voice

we all know how he's very i to confident and bold people, hiiragi's songs are the epitome of those things

so imagine this

vox, who had originally wanted to send you a superchat to show some support for the karaoke stream, is in complete awe and finds himself listening intently to you

in laymen's terms, simping

it's only when you announced a break mid stream that it knocked him back to reality

Vox Akuma just sent $25 through superchat! "goodness darling, your voice is speaking to my soul. take responsibility won't you?"

*you choking on your water* "v-VOX HI"

i mean, you knew that your fellow vtuber friends (boyfriend in this case) would be checking out your karaoke stream but you never figured he'd actually show up and have the audacity to send a superchat too

"h-hi vox," you laugh nervously, instantly shrinking in your seat as you fiddle with your water bottle

the demon chuckles from the other side of the screen, opting for a regular chat this time for your sake

"take the water easy, love."

chat is going wild

then, he had a bright idea

he turns to his discord server and goes to send you a private message:

Vox Akuma [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : hey, can i ask for permission to join your stream?"

might've been a bad idea since this was a stream mainly about you but he wanted to join in on the fun, with how you're so passionate in the singing

actually no, he wanted to join only bcs he thought you were so talented, it's only natural he'd like to be affected by this wonderful sense of aura ^^

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : yeah yeah! totally cool!! come on over babe, just use the discord server!

he was slightly surprised when you granted him said permission

he'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous bcs he knows he's no good at singing and needs practice beforehand

think before you act eh?

too late! you're already announcing to the chat that they'll be having an impromptu guest

"vox?"

"hey everyoneee hiiii"

HI MILORDDDDD

"okay, next on my set list should be something you know, vox. you ready?"

all nervousness washes away upon seeing your beautiful smile and he reminds himself that he's in it for the fun

"i got you darling."

the instrumental starts to roll in and he notices how you're more nervous than before

"y/n? are you alright?" he asks sweetly

"n-nervous is all!" you reply

vox chuckles, "nothing to be nervous about, my dear. you're very skilled at this and with the practice you had, i'm very sure you'll do well."

on screen, the demon can see your anxiety faltering and all he sees is your grin

will there ever be another person out there who can make him feel this way simply with a smile like that?

"thanks, vox."

VOX-Y/N SHIP FLOATING POG

when your voice starts to sing the melodies, vox is once again charmed by it

he rly couldn't help it and sometimes, his voice would soften just watching you lose yourself in the song

all this is mine? god, i'm so lucky.

post stream, vox actually makes his way over to your room and instantly just wraps you in his arms, kissing your face affectionately

you giggle when he finally stops, "hi."

"hello, love," he whispers. "you were beautiful today. that's what i wanted to say."

and indeed you were

other boys utc!

Mysta Rias 🦊🔶

Kanaria - Envy Baby, EYE | Giga - CH4NGE

"GASPPPP GIGAAAA" is his first initial reaction upon hearing the familiar beats but then your voice-

god your voice

sure, you were great at a lot of things but singing?????

"holy shit they're good," he mutters under his breath, genuinely amazed by how you nail ch4nge's lyrics

the thing about ch4nge is that it requires a sort of charm or confidence in executing the lyrics. there's no way to do the song justice if not done with that type of flare

and you know what?

you check all the above requirements

you sing it with high energy and arrogance as perceived by the original producer, so much so mysta thinks this version is better than the original

now that's saying something

he goes into the chat and presses on the superchat function, sending in a couple ten pounds:

Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] sent 50$ through superchat! official ch4nge cover when

bcs mysta's name came up, you couldn't help but redirect your vision towards the screen. however, you weren't finished singing so all you did was grin

then you had the bright idea to up your game and sing ch4nge like you were flirting with him, now knowing your boyfriend was watching

hoo boy

feral mysta go brrrr

and just as you assumed, you did indeed awake something within mysta and although he was simply sitting on his office chair in front of his pc, he feels an unusual adrenaline rush

you sing the final lyrics and mysta instantly goes onto discord, sending you a private message

Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : YO CAN I JOIN

he half expected you to either ignore him or say no

but there you go

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : FUCK YEAH COME ON THEN IM SINGING KANARIA'S EYE NEXT Mysta Rias [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : AIGHT BET WAIT THERE

like vox, he's aware he's no good at singing but the adrenaline kept him up like he was on a sugar rush

not much stopping to do now so he's on that discord call with you and your chat is welcoming him with big open arms

MYSTAAAAA

IS MYSTA GONNA SING WITH Y/N?????

MYSTA POGGG

"alright, mysta, they have high hopes for you," you giggle, prepping the next instrumental

he merely chuckles, "hi chat!! i honestly don't know what the fuck i'm doing but i'm here now."

"always so impulsive," you comment. "you good?"

"yeah, yeah, let's go"

as the instrumental begins, you start hyping yourself up and this only makes mysta more excited

with his lyrics already pulled up on his screen, you and him duet kanaria's "EYE"

in his head, he knows you're outshining him by quite a lot even without that much effort

but i think it's because of this, mysta's view of you changes a bit

how could he get so lucky?

you were skilled at a lot of things, a talented content creator/entertainer, a successful vtuber within nijisanji and most importantly, you belonged to mysta

and as you tell him every night:

"yours and only yours, babe."

amidst the upbeat music and fast paced chat, mysta only sees you having fun and enjoying the song

and he wants nothing else, from that moment on, than to keep that smile on your face and let no harm come your way

post stream, mysta congratulates you on reaching your milestone and doing so well during the karaoke stream

all before saying with a silly grin on his face, "say, do you think we can do a karaoke stream together again?"

Luca Kaneshiro 🦮🔆

wotaku - MAFIA, SHANTI | Kanaria - KING

a reason to fall in love with you tbh

you sounded so badass??????

luca even dare say that you singing mafia was better than how he did it and he was not in the slightest bit complaining

regardless of your lore, you, y/n could fit well into the mafia setting with how you're rapping mafia

he thought you couldn't be any cooler, but he was obviously wrong with how you're nailing all the lyrics (despite being a fast paced song)

luca can only watch in awe, bopping his head and humming the lyrics himself with the brightest and proudest grin that has ever graced his face

when you finish, luca is quick to press the superchat function to further support your amazing success

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] sent $20 through superchat! POGGGGGGG

upon reading the incoming donation, you blush on stream while giggling shyly

"hey luca," you greet him, waving slightly

on the other side of the screen, luca melts internally

from the aggressive tone you took on to sing mafia and now shrinking to a more shy and flustered soul

how in the world are you so fucking adorable

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : BABE THAT WAS SO POGGG YOU PROBABLY SANG IT BETTER THAN ME

you laugh, shaking your head, "oh come on, luca. your mafia cover was good too!"

humble, are you?

luca smiles

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : honeybun stop being shy and admit that you're good at this

you will not believe how fast the chat is going seeing you interact like this, clippers super busy commemorating this beautiful moment

even your mods are begging you to put slow mode on for the sake of their sanity

"slow mode? okay wait hold on," you chuckle, pressing a few settings as per the request

seeing you have so much fun brings so much joy to luca and there's a small part inside him begging to join you. but he knows that this was your karaoke stream

who was he to intrude this celebratory stream?

hence, why you were the one who gave him the special invite

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : babe, do you wanna maybe join the stream?

luca at first couldn't believe what he was seeing but after rubbing away at his eyes and refreshing his page, your message is most definitely real

that small part i mentioned earlier?

it evolved into something much bigger and now there's no way to stop it

luca has the biggest grin in the world

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : HOLY SHIT YES PLEASE

and he's quick to join the discord call and meet up with you

"HI BABYYYY!!" luca exclaims, wiggling around excitedly

you can only laugh at his adorable enthusiasm, addressing him to the chat, "welcome luca!!"

he wasn't completely there in person, but did it matter when his heart felt so incredibly close to you as of right now?

"what's our next song, y/n?"

"oh! you should know this, luca! but you can pull up the lyrics if need be. tell me when you're ready," you respond, typing up the song's title as the set list and readying the instrumental. "you good luca?"

nodding, he answers, "yep!"

the song begins and so does your singing

luca, who was originally already very excited, becomes even more hyped when his voice is in sync with yours. when you lock eyes with him, his heart speeds up and this prompts him to take his singing to the next level

and boy we know just how lovely of a voice luca has

he just has so much fun with you

he's on a euphoric train, holding your hand tightly to bring you aboard the soul filling feeling

like nearing the station, the song comes to a close end and luca's heart feels slightly hollow

but he looks at you

he's never felt more glad to have you as his

"hey, y/n?"

"yeah, luca?"

"i love you."

LUCA AND Y/N WEDDING WHEN

Ike Eveland 🖋💙

YOASOBI - Running into the Night | Mafumafu - Hunger | Maigo Hanyuu - Clear and Sunny

ike recognizes the song you're singing as maigo hanyuu's mellow clear and sunny

the song, unlike our previous boys, is more downplayed. it's soft but holds a strong meaning nevertheless. it is a song for the tired. it is a song that resonates with ike's gentle heart

but god that song spoke to him in a different language with how you sang it

to ike, it sounded sad but somehow also very comforting. sweet amongst a sea of bitter. it's only when he feels something cold on his arm does he realize he's crying

"oh my god," he whispers, using his sleeve to dry the remaining tears. your singing hadn't ceased either. he sighs, "why are you so beautiful, y/n?"

he doesn't wish to interrupt you so he stays silent and watches you like it was a concert

chat seemed to have had the same opinion as him

ike is still in heavy awe that he doesn't even want to input his opinion in the live chat. to him, he wants to savor every moment you sing your songs, melodizing the lyrics and pouring your every will in them

like it was a prayer almost

once you finish sunny and clear, ike begins to type on his keyboard

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : that was beautiful, y/n.

you pause and blush a bright red, giggling. "hi ike. i'm glad you liked it."

he more than just enjoyed it y/n, dear

he was willing to give you his entire support, as a coworker within nijisanji and as a personal fan of your work

yet there was something about your recent performance that draws ike in, literally pulling him in as though he wanted to be right there next to you

ike guiltily wished he could accompany you sing

as a musical artist himself, to be one with the music is a magical feeling. and duets are a different world in itself. and this was with you...

before long, ike's less professional side is somehow already on his keyboard again and messaging through the chat

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : i suddenly really wanna do a duet with you

the entirety of ike believed that you would just read the message and shrug it off, maybe laugh at it and make empty promises that you'd one day do it

but there you were, pausing mid stream and a message on discord comes through to him

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : are you serious???? Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : i mean- i wouldn't mind if u joined with me! Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : really???? it's your stream! are you sure?? Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : tbh, i'm super nervous rn so your presence might be super nice...

ike smiles, finding you at this very moment extremely endearing

even after confidently singing one of the most sentimental songs in the vocaloid world with such emotion and soul wrecking tone, here you are, admitting that you're nervous and needing someone to be there just to feel okay again

moreover, he's the one you go to

Ike Eveland [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : alright if u insist Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : thanks so much, love!!

IKEEEEEE

"hi everyone," ike smiles, moving his body around in greeting towards your chat. "apparently y/n is too nervous and begged me to be here."

"i did not beg," you frown

ike chuckles, "alright fine. you didn't beg."

"alright, alright! here's our next song, ike."

the discord message comes through: "yoasobi - running into the night."

ah this song

ike nods on stream, clearing his throat and warming up his vocal cords. "i'm ready if you are, y/n."

you make the necessary clicks before announcing, "all set! on the count of three and we immediately start singing, ike."

"alright."

"1, 2, 3!"

running into the night sounds very upbeat and fun, but when examined deeper, it is no different than clear and sunny. the lyrics tell a story of the wounded and tired. they don't fail to keep the listener attached.

but for ike, this song sung by you doesn't fail to keep him enchanted.

so enchanted, he loses himself and wishes to just hear you sing and not focus on singing anymore

and by the end, chat rolls aggressively with applaud and questions for ike

"ike, why'd u stop singing mid song?" you ask, frowning

"because someone else was singing and i felt too outshined," he smiles, giggling as you shy away, shrinking in front of the camera. ike laughs, "awe, don't be shy, sweetheart. you did wonderfully."

"th-thanks, ike," you still don't want to face him head on, but he knows that you're genuinely thankful

post stream, ike makes you stay online on discord to give a call.

"yes, ike?"

"do you wanna collab? i have an idea for a song for the two of us."

Shu Yamino 🔮✨

tsumiki - phony | Neru - Becoming Potatoes | wowaka - Unknown Mother-Goose

the first song, phony, requires a lot of energy and finesse, but not so serious so you still seem like you're having fun

even shu thinks that song exhausts his own lungs

so to see you sing phony, not breaking a sweat but still nailing its atmosphere with the biggest smile on your face brings a sort of exciting comfort to the sorcerer

and the fact you're singing one of his favorite vocaloid songs brings him back home

from the other side of the screen, shu watches you continue to have fun on your commemoration of a special milestone on your channel and the more his heart feels so close and comfortable with you

he's the sorcerer, what magic were you casting upon him, huh?

because shu won't be admitting the fact that he feels like he wants to hold you and keep you to himself for the rest of the day

okay maybe he will later, but come on you were busy :<

the final notes of phony finally comes to an end and you heave an exhausted breath, but despite it, it was obvious that you were still happy and full of energy

shu smiles, contagious

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : that was so good babe good job!

upon seeing his name in the chat, you smile, "hi shu and thank you."

HI SHUUUU

SHU X Y/N POGGG

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : they have a good taste in music chat, this stream is gonna be super pog

you chuckle at his comment, "admittedly, shu has been introducing majority of the songs i'll be singing today. what an influence."

though that response was but of mere casual saying, shu felt... proud?

"alright, our next song! hint, it's actually a song commissioned for project sekai. the lyrics are... interesting to say the least, but the music is so well produced," you explain, typing on your keyboard to prep the instrumental. "any guesses?"

the chat begins to insert their many guesses, varying in titles

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🔧 : is it potato ni natteiku

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : YEAH IT IS LMAOOO

that song, as you said, had its music very well produced indeed. shu thinks it's super catchy and whenever he listens to it, he can't help but bop his head a bit

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : man that song is so good and relatable lol Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : do u wanna join in then? let's duet shu!!

shu's fingers drop onto his keyboard, void of any strain as he looks at your message. wasn't this your stream? weren't you the one who reached this milestone?

what had he done to be offered this rare chance?

imagine singing his and your favorite songs, and enjoying them with the chat...

felt like it could be your own world

Shu Yamino [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : you don't mind??? i mean i'm cool if you're cool

his heart beats against his ribcage and that wave of feeling at home, nothing in the world could bother him, washes over shu again

it's that temporary moment in his life where everything is going to be alright and that he's rly found what he's been looking for all his life

Y/N L/N [NIJISANJI EN] 🟢 : yeahh!! come on!

seeing you so enthusiastic, there was no way he was going to refuse you so he clicks on the appropriate button and he makes himself known to the chat

HI SHU

UWAHHH SHUUUU

"so, he actually guessed my next song right so for that, he gets to sing with me," you giggle, causing shu to laugh alongside you

"that's because you're too predictable, y/n."

"how can i not be when you're the one teaching me all these songs, huh?" you pout

that's about true, shu thinks as he merely grins

"alright, i got everything set. you ready, shu?"

he takes a deep breath and spares you one glance. you smile at him. that was all he needed to muster up the courage to sing with you, for you and the world you two built together

"all good."

like everything else was

the song begins, the chat sends your respective light sticks and among all the good chaos, you hold out your hand out to shu

the hand he takes and lets you lead away where you're going this time

shu takes the lower note while you take the higher, creating a wonderful mesh of contrasting tones

smiles decorate both your faces, which bring a happier atmosphere to potato ni natteiku and the adrenaline inside shu rushes faster than before

like two hearts beating at once, you and shu sync in together with vibes not far different from one another. you bob your head at the same beats and pause at the same time

cliche as it may sound, the sorcerer has never felt more fitting in this life and truly grateful for what he has

you especially

so when the song ends, shu wants nothing more than to experience it all over again. to feel that rush of adrenaline, but also that comforting sense of home.

but he knows, as he watches you pant from exhaustion, that he will get that chance once more in the future

"you good, y/n?" shu laughs

you nod, taking a sip of your water. "yep! you?"

he smiles. "yeah, amazing."

Masterlist!

[discobrainrot]

You know what if you're still doing the ship hc asks i want the swap au kim harry i said i wasn't picky last night but now... It's different I'm invested also bc i loved that emotional hc and then the harrys a bottom right? one killed me lmao thank u

DAMN RIGHT LMFAO

You're very welcome, Anon! I live to make people laugh and cry (usually in that order).

Also, I've been getting really carried away with these. They're... not just HC's, they're ficlets. I'm just admitting it to myself lol. To shorten the posts a bit (and because I'm probably spending more time than I should on them, lol), I'm going to do one HC per ask. Y'all can feel free to keep sending them in!

Kim gets Harry to dance in the church, and it barely takes a nudge.

This Harry is more openly invested in the citizens of Martinaise than Kim. He's still a cockatoo - flying from place to place and talking to everyone he meets. At first, Kim rolls his eyes. What a fucking loser. Why waste our time with this shit? Let's just get out of here...

But, despite himself, Kim stays and helps. They confront Annette's mother about why she's stuck out in the cold. Harry nearly backs down, not wanting to cause a scene. Kim doesn't. 

His childhood is unreachable - lost to the same void as the rest of his memories. But that can't banish the sensation of shivers. He looks through the window and sees Annette rub her hands together, trying to stay warm. He knows her nails are bitten down to the quick. He clenches his fists. Ragged nails bite his palm. 

He knows Harry wants to snap at Plaisance but can't get the words out. So Kim does it for him. Does she want to see her daughter lose her fingers to frostbite? He asks if she's fucking proud of herself. 

Harry is speechless - he doesn't know how to react apart from dragging Kim outside. But the next time they walk by the bookstore, Annette is inside. Kim never apologizes to Plaisance; she glares daggers at him whenever they come into the store. 

(Harry doesn't know how to say it, but he's proud.)

Harry feels for Lena and worries for her husband. Kim rolls his eyes and says they'll look for him. Harry wants to hear about more cryptids but is terrified of looking insane. Kim tells him everyone thinks he's insane already, so he might as well ask. But the look they share keeps no secrets. Kim doesn't think he's crazy. Harry almost cries.

Harry wants to help Cuno but can't get through to him, so Kim talks to the kid. They find the Working Class Woman's missing husband and give her the bad news. Kim stands behind Harry, and it hits him how much the big oaf cares. 

They meet the Speedfreaks and help them find a new sound. Kim doesn't remember his old friends, but he feels them. He feels their heartbeat in the thrumming bass and flashing lights. Whispers of cigarette smoke and too-big leather jackets dance at the peripheries of Kim's mind. Dancing, twirling, laughing. 

He taps his feet. He wants to dance. He needs to dance.

And he won't do it alone.

So Kim extends his hand to Harry and nods at the dance floor. Harry tells him he can't - he's not a good dancer.

Kim tells him he doesn't care.

Harry stammers and says he only knows disco moves, that he wouldn't know the first thing about dancing to this sort of music.

Kim laughs (not bitter this time but joyful) and says no one knows how to dance to this music. It was only just made tonight. 

Harry stammers. He'll only slow Kim down.

Kim says that he doesn't care. He'll wait all night. 

Harry squirms and shrinks, but he knows Kim is right. He's not getting out of here without dancing. So he takes Kim's hand and assumes they'll just do an awkward little shuffle and call it a night.

They don't. Kim holds onto Harry. He holds him close and makes them move. He laughs with unrestrained delight and, despite himself, Harry does too. They dance under the 2mm hole in the universe. They lean into each other's arms. They're blanketed in silence, but they aren't afraid. 

It gets late - later than either of them realizes. The music is off, and the ravers are asleep. Kim is almost nodding off as Harry holds him upright. It feels like a dream. So they sway, Jr. High Slow Dance style. And they don't want to leave. But they have to.

And they will. Just... not yet.

God, please, not yet. 

[horrorslu7]

Can you write more Gunnar Albright plz if it’s not a problem

Hiii, thank you so much for sending a request for Gunnar, I love him and I love writing for him. Since you didn't say what would you like specifically (as in fluff/smut/angst or any concept) I decided on something, I hope you like it and please feel free to send more requests for him (or anyone but yk). 💕💕

Car ride.

Summary: Gunnar has been kind of distant and acting a bit upset lately so on your way back from a date you decided to ask him what was wrong.

Pairing: Gunnar Albright x fem!reader.

Trigger warnings: Mentions of disappearance, mentions of murder, family issues (?????)

Gunnar could be kind of distant with other people. Maybe even "bitchy" sometimes. But not with you, he was never distant with you.

Sometimes if he felt sad or stressed, he would just ghost other people or talk to them only when it was necessary. But he would always tell you when he didn't feel good.

He trusted you enough to tell you everything that worried him, even though he could be kind of hesitant to do so sometimes because he didn't want you to think he was weak.

But you always told him that it was normal to feel stressed or sad. You were the one person who could actually give him good advice and also listen to him without judging him at all.

And he trusted you a lot, it took time but he did.

Except there was one thing he couldn't tell you. He couldn't tell you that he killed his sister, and he couldn't tell you that seeing how his father still didn't pay as much attention to him, even now that he was his only child, bothered him.

He tried to understand though, he wasn't particularly fond of his sister but he knew his father and his mother were, so he tried to understand their grief. But he was also their child and needed attention.

So after a few weeks of neglecting your attention, he invited you on a date. You gladly accepted.

You thought that he was just dealing with the disappearance of his sister on his own time. And you obviously respected that.

Gunnar picked you up on his car and gave you a beautiful bouquet of your favorite flowers, you two went out to dinner to a gorgeous and very expensive restaurant and had a lovely night.

He did seem pretty happy and careless when you two would FaceTime or text, but everyone deals with pain their own way.

He wouldn't talk much about his family though. But you tried to push those thoughts and worries aside to enjoy your date.

It was a whole night of complimenting each other, joking around and gossiping a bit about your friends and classmates in common. You loved to spend time with Gunnar and so did he.

No matter how stressed he was, hanging out with you always cheered him up. He couldn't wait for the day you two moved in together and could hang out all day everyday.

After eating dessert and talking a bit more, Gunnar paid and then drove you home.

On the way back to your house you couldn't help but stare at him almost the whole ride. He would talk to you and smile your way when he had to stop on the traffic lights.

But you noticed that his eyes were just kind of dull, when he looked away from you he just seemed kind of in a bad mood. So after thinking about it the whole ride, when he parked in front of your house, you placed your hand on top of his before speaking.

"I know you already know this but, I'm here if you wanna talk about anything." You said looking him in the eye making an emphasis on anything.

He smiled and looked down before looking back at you and answering. "I know." He made a small pause thinking about what to say before continuing to speak. "I just been kind of stressed because of Esther." Technically he wasn't lying. "And my parents have been kind of distant but I guess that's natural." He said dryly looking somewhere else.

You got closer to him and placed a soft hand on his face to turn his attention towards you. "You know they love you, it's just been hard for them lately. I'm sure they'll be back to normal soon." You smiled fondly at him and he returned the smile. "And if you feel too lonely you know you can come over or we can go somewhere together."

"I know angel, thank you." He answered sweetly before placing one of his hands on your cheek and the other on your neck touching your collarbone slightly and pulling you into a meaningful kiss.

[weebswrites]

hiii I’m really sorry to add on if you have a lot of requests to tend to so please feel free to ignore this if it’s too much! May I ask for some headcanons with the obey me brothers helping mc with very bad social anxiety please?

Idk why but my anxiety has gotten worse lately and it really sucks :( i hope you have a nice day! :)

- 🍓

The Demon Bros Comforting You with Social Anxiety

A/N: Hello 🍓, apologies for making you wait a bit for this, my mental health has taken a dive but I'm dyeing my hair to look like Xiao from genshin impact tonight to try to cheer myself up lol. Sending you all the best vibes and if you need to talk or anything ever you know where to find me ♥

SEE MORE: comforting MC from a nightmare , acting like your big brother , helping MC on a traumaversary

I also feel it'd be very similar to how they react when MC has asthma

Lucifer

• Surprisingly, he has a bit of social anxiety himself

• This makes it much easier for you to talk to him about certain situations that make you uneasy

• Whatever you need, a hand to hold or an excuse to leave early, he'll do it

• He's big on noticing little things about you, so he studies your breathing and learns your habits. If he notices you start to breathe heavier or breaths getting shallow? You're outta there. He's holding your hands in his and taking deep breaths with you

Mammon

• Will do whatever you ask of him to help you feel better

• Sometimes he even takes things into his own hands, if he notices you fidgeting more than usual

• Just wants you to be okay, whatever that means

• Will buy you LOADS of fidget toys / jewelry / etc to help you

Leviathan

• Definitely has social anxiety as well

• The two of you work together, only going to the events you had to and the occasional one you wanted to

• When there would be a dance or event put on by Diavolo, the two of you would devise a plan to check in with each other and make sure you were feeling okay

• Lucifer knew Levi sometimes had panic attacks too, so if either of you needed to step away for a minute he understood, which definitely helped

Satan

• Bitch if you don't take care of yourself 😤😡👊

• No matter how tall, heavy, or hesitant you are, he will pick your ass up and bring you to your safe space if you need it

• Sits you down, wraps you in a blanket (or his arms), and kneels in front of you

• Takes you through breathing exercises he's found most useful and stays with you as long as you need

Asmodeus

• My initial thought was that he'd draw you a warm bath and surround you in warmth until you felt better

• Which he'd definitely do post the event, but during the time when you were out and about he'd have a plan too

• He'd take your hand in his, letting you squeeze as hard as you could to release some of your anxiety

• A fantastic liar, too, so if you needed to leave he'd get you out of there immediately

Beelzebub

• The type to hug you just tight enough it calmed your shaking nerves

• He was never very physical with his brothers, but with you it's normal for him to walk over to you and wrap an arm around you

• So when you needed him to be there for you, his brothers didn't think twice (perfect because they can't make a big deal about you feeling anxious if they don't pick up on it)

• His brothers don't really argue with him much either, so if he walks up and says he wants some MC time, sure they'll complain a bit, but won't put up a fight

Belphegor

• Your mutual love for naps was lovely

• He'd say he wanted a nap, and wanted you to take it with him

• Who's gonna say no to that?

• He also holds your hand when needed, and whispers words of affirmation in your ears

• Will trace little patterns on your hand when you need something external to focus on

[talkfantasytome]

prompt for the Nesta appreciation week: she likes horror movies, cassian hates them but pretends to like them when they start dating as a way to impress her, so now that they're in a serious, long-lasting relationship, she makes him watch horror movies with her every week and he's terrified but he's too deep in his lie to come clean now.

Oh, this is....

Mind you, I - like Cassian - do not like horror movies. I find 'Scary Movie 3' too scary to watch. I've seen about two or three real horror movies in my life, all from yearssssss ago, so don't judge me on my choice of which one they're watching. 😂

Keep reading for a bonus 250 words of Nesta POV. 😉

Send me little prompts for Nesta Appreciation Week.

Cassian dumped the full bag of chocolate morsels into the popcorn and then used a rubber spatula to mix them in fully. He knew Nesta preferred getting some chocolate with every handful.

With the popcorn ready, he headed out to Nesta's living room where she was just pulling up her movie of choice.

"So, what are we watching?" he asked, sitting beside her and resting the bowl in his lap. It was that or the table, but popcorn on the table meant Nesta constantly moving away from him to grab some. In his lap, she'd stay snuggled close as she munched on the snack.

"I thought we'd go a bit old school. 'The Others' is currently free on Prime. Sound good?"

Cassian could feel his body sag in relief. He hated horror movies, but at least he'd seen this one. Yeah, it was years ago now, but he remembered the big twist, and was sure a lot more would come back to him as they watched.

"Absolutely." It was becoming as easy as breathing, to lie about this. To pretend he loved these movies as much as Nesta.

Nesta smiled brightly and curled into his side, clicking Play and grabbing a giant fistful of chocolate and popcorn. "Oh! I almost forgot! Next week the old theater is putting on a bit horror film festival in the town square. I got us tickets for Saturday. The event is eight until two in the morning. They'll be showing three movies, there will be snacks, we can bring a picnic and blankets and watch movies under the stars. Doesn't that sound fun?"

"Yeah," Cassian said, his voice cracking slightly. He cleared his throat to avoid suspicion. "So much fun."

She beamed up at him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and that was enough to remind Cassian why he did this. He loved Nesta, and pretending to like horror movies made her happy. And, even if she didn't need him to love them, they'd been together for over six months, now. It was way too late to correct his earlier lies.

Damn it. Nesta was certain tonight would be the night.

She'd been trying for months to get Cassian to break and just admit his distaste for horror movies. It had been obvious that first time they'd watched one together, 'The Ring'. He'd been shaking beneath her, and Nesta was fairly certain he'd woken up three times that night from nightmares. Or hadn't even fallen asleep, based on the bags under his eyes the next morning.

But still, he pretended. She didn't mind being able to watch these movies so often. She just wished he'd be honest with her. It's not like horror movies are the only type of movie she likes. They could easily sprinkle other movies in more often.

In fact, she was getting rather bored of horror movies. After six months of watching them every week, she was running out. That's why she had to go back to one from twenty years ago for that night.

Nesta had been so sure that he'd crack after a month of weekly horror movies. But he persisted. That was the only reason she bought the film festival tickets. She didn't want to stay up until two in the morning watching horror movies...in the cold...on the freezing ground. Gross.

No, she just wanted to push Cassian over the edge.

And what was worse, Nesta couldn't even be mad at him. Regardless of the original reason for his lie, he did this for her. And how could she be mad about that?

More importantly, how could she tell Cassian that without telling him she knew?

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[house-of-laminations]

On the topic of a Southern MC, there was one rule my dad's family always had and that's if you left the dinner table hungry it was your own fault. Everybody would hand you something to try and would gladly heap it on your plate if you liked it. Sometimes there'd be so much food it couldn't all fit on the table. Dishes would line the countertops, get put on stools, and all you had to do was ask and somebody would bring it on over to you.

Meat, veg, etc. Nothing was forbidden.

Taking that concept and applying it to the meals at the House, where we know the brothers consume a lot of food (even Asmodeus, who seems to cycle through diets like they're going out of style) - and MC just rising to the challenge.

Does it mean maybe getting up a little earlier to get everything started? Maybe. But they could also pre-plan meals, and have everything more or less ready to go in the oven and that's all the work needed. But any spot that's free at the table is fair game for a dish - red spider sandwiches that have a little extra sauce? Wedged right between someone's elbow and the fruit platter. Salads and savory veggies, breads and entrees ready to go. Something for everyone, even if they weren't previously feeling it.

(Obviously meals require a good bit of prep and it may take wrangling a couple of the brothers into the kitchen to help, but the end result is a feast for the eyes as much as the stomach)

Of course there's desserts. Don't even get me started. You want coffee? There's a fresh pot already brewed. Cream? Sugar? Molasses? Right there, just ask for it. Not sure what to do with leftovers? Send some on down to Purgatory Hall, Luke's a growing boy, he could use the meal. Simeon's probably a late night snacker, and Solomon keeps odd hours. Give them some, they'll love it.

The only way you'll go hungry is if you don't eat at all, which is your own fault (affectionate). Here, try this and tell me what you think.

🥺💛 this is such a sweet trait. Is this what they mean by ‘southern hospitality’?

MC would be a meal prep champion honestly, getting it right down to an art. Devildom food was strange for them to work with initially - lots of live, squirming meats and ingredients that are more concepts than any tangle additive. But they manage to get their head around it, plenty of it to practice with after all. Besides, the main ingredient is love, and there’s an over abundance of that.

They consider it a victory if they managed to get dinner on the table without a single pact use. Eventually the brothers see just how much work they put in and go above and beyond trying to help. Well, all of them except Lucifer - he’s banned from the kitchen for burning water. His one and only job is to find suitable drinks to pair with dinner.

[jerzwriter]

Do you ever feel like quitting when people don't reblog your fics? I'm feeling this way lately.😔

Oh, Nonny. I think we all feel your pain a bit. The fandom has definitely shrunk, and it can be demoralizing.

While I firmly believe we should write for ourselves and our own enjoyment, we share in hopes that others will read and hopefully engage. It's hard when you put your time, energy, and feelings into something, and it gets little or no attention.

Here's how I'm handling it - for now.

I get immense enjoyment writing for these characters. As long as I do and at least someone is still reading, I'll keep writing and sharing. If no one is, I'll write but probably stop sharing.

I keep in mind that the numbers we see are not necessarily reflective of how many are reading. There are many silent readers. I can't tell you how many times I've found out someone reads (and really likes) my work, but they've never once left so much as a ❤️.

The days of 100+ notes in our fandom are pretty much over. These days, over 30/40 is a win. But I take great pleasure in a few readers who are REALLY enthusiastic. The readers I have are fewer, but they mean every bit as much to me.

Look at the bright side! Now, I REALLY write what I want to write. If numbers are low, regardless, you do what you want to do.

But I'd be lying if there aren't times I ask myself why I bother to put in the effort. I've changed my plans for writing. Long/lengthy/time-consuming series are so fulfilling on a personal level, but with the exception of Reset, I don't think I'll do anymore once I wrap up. They take the most work and get the least engagement. I'll save that effort for original writings going forward.

Some thingsI notice these days:

Long fics are not going to get much engagement. Do them for yourself only.

Short fics, text fics, and edits will get more notes - but keep in mind - it's still going to be fewer notes than the fandom had before.

I'm sending you a hug and encouragement to keep going, as long as that's what you want to do. I really hope you stay. My DMs are open if you ever need to chat.

To readers, I STRONGLY ENCOURAGE YOU to ENGAGE with the works you enjoy. Even it if is just a ❤️. Creators give so much and for free. Show them some love, or eventually, they'll be gone.