#hes in love with his guitar instead /j

[cxmetcxtcher]

“Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself Hey, isn't this easy?”

He smiles, looking away sheepishly

“And you've got a smile that can light up this whole town, I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down-”

OPEN STARTER

~We’ll be the envy of the gods above!~

Another normal day at camp. Younger campers running around, sounds of distant practice fights, the usual routine.

Until a piece of blue paper hits you straight in the face. After managing to peel it off, you notice it’s a poster advertising- a karaoke night in the Apollo cabin? It starts in ten minutes.

You decide to go, finding the place crowded with a makeshift stage in the middle. There’s a sign up sheet in the corner. You spot Comet getting a drink (Lemonade. He may be a criminal but he’s had enough alcohol in his life).

now for the question- what do you do?

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[destructionray]

Hobie Brown/Spiderpunk Relationship HC's

spider-punk relationship hc's?? This is the first time I've shared my work so sorry if it's bad i genuinely don't know how to write stuff </3 also i tried to keep the reader gender-neutral but i might be a little biased because im transmasc (fuck fem!readers i actually hate yall/j) i also tried to keep it spoiler-free

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warnings: none (okay maybe a tiny bit of curse words)

ALWAYS sharing earbuds. there's not a single time this man will let you sit next to him without listening to some of his jams

I KNOW THIS MAN GIVES A GOOD CUDDLE!!

hes usually the type to only give half-hugs, having just an arm around your shoulder or waist when you're just chilling

but when you ask for a real hug?? It'll literally be the most comforting thing.

pulling you in to his chest and wrapping his arms around you tightly, one hand around your shoulder and the other on your back, pressing his body up against yours tightly

and he kisses the top of ur head!!

BUT hes a little pissed that he has to take off his jacket every time because of how spiky it is

he can't count the amount of times you've tried to rest your head on his shoulder but ended up getting poked by the spikes on his jacket.

he LOVES hugging you from behind

he's not super touchy, but when he's around a lot of people he'll always be touching you in some way.

having his hand in your back pocket, having a hand on your hip, holding eachothers pinkies

i swear he has a a thing for hips or waists/j

ESPECIALLY touchy in front of authorities, he'll make out with you in front of them just to piss them off.

the hand placement when he kisses yoy oh my godddd

either a hand on your cheek and/or around your waist, or when you're making out he has his hand on the back of your head, pushing you closer to him

neck kisses <3333

there's almost no way you could be taller than him, my guy is 6'3 AND wears platforms.

prepare to be used as an armrest for him.

you like his piercings? He'll do one for you.

that man has never paid for a single piercing in his LIFE.

insisted on doing piercings for you, especially if you had never had any done before.

he'll do stick n pokes for you aswell if you're interested in getting a tattoo.

if you're an artist, he'll let you do some on him aswell.

BEGGED you to get matching tattoos and/or piercings

he's so cute, how could you say no?

calls you "love" ALL THE TIME. You're not entirely sure if it's because he loves you or if it's just a weird thing brits do

your dates are mostly going to strange or abandoned places and hanging/having a picnic/listening to music/mildly illegal stuff, or sneaking into a movie theater to watch stuff without paying.

if you're a Spider-person too, you guys definetily have had a romantic moment on top of skyscraper before.

if you're afraid of heights, he'll hold you in his arms the entire time he takes you to a place high up. he'll never let you go

he noticed that you miss him a lot, so made you your own watch to travel to his dimension or the Spider-society at any time

he totally has a ton of pictures with you in his room, printed by some cheap shitty polariod camera

When he gets injured, he immideately resorts to you instead of going to a hospital or proper medic

He doesn't like seeing you get worried about him, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't love the extra attention and care you gave him, and the time you spend together patching him up.

Shows his love instead of telling you

Only says "i love you" in special moments (which sometimes could just be spending time cuddling & relaxing together after a bad day)

Literally all over you when he's tired or after a day of being Spider-Punk

Has 100% yelled at or completely ignored Miguel for calling him on a mission while he's with you.

You play an instrument? He'll practice with you every single day.

If you don't have any motivation to, he'll be your motivation. He loves hearing you play.

If you were interested in playing guitar, he totally sat for hours and teached you chords.

Holding your hand to make it press down on the strings, and saying "good job" or other little praises whenever you got it right.

You're interested in playing drums? He asked Gwen to come over and practice with you, and he was you two's hypeman.

He loves seeing you get along well with his best friends.

If you tell him your favorite song(s), he secretly learns it on his guitar until he's perfected it and then plays it for you.

Your reactions are always so amusing to him, and he loves it.

Makes you playlists with both his and your favorite songs so you can listen to them together

Spotify playlists? Nope, he dowloaded all the music (probably illegally) and burned them on CD's.

He gave you a portable CD player so you could listen to his playlists at any time.

At his gigs, he always makes sure you're as close to the stage as possible so he can keep an eye on you

You're always invited to his shows, no matter what, and he'll always play better and show off more when he sees you in the crowd

Brings you backstage just to give you a kiss between songs

most likely wrote you a few songs (or more cough cough)

Gave you one of his studded bracelets and said it looks good on you, even if it totally clashes with your style.

He loves seeing you wear it, and it's like you're being constantly reminded of him whenever you wear it.

Ever try his stuff on? It's yours now.

Clothes? no doubt. Jewlery? Yours. Literally anything else? You can have it.

He even gives you guitar picks from his shows, even if you have no use for them

He'll totally nick some of your sweaters or accessories once in a while though.

On the topic of gifts, he always steals small things he sees you looking at for a suspiciously long time in store

He's like a crow, always stealing shiny things (jewlery)

Yeah, he's definetily a bit of a kleptomaniac.

His criminal record must be insane just bc of his stealing habit

He totally makes you custom pins or patches with your favorite bands logos

Hes a very "DIY" kind of guy

He doesn't wanna spend money on things that are overpriced simply because it's popular, so a lot of the gifts he gives you are handmade

VERY skilled at making things though

That man does EVERYTHING.

Crochet, sewing, knitting, drawing, painting, handicraft, sculpting, you name it.

He's also surprisingly good at cooking/baking. (But sadly he doesn't believe in expiration dates/j)

MATCHING NAILS!!!

he usually colors his nails in with black sharpie, but he'll 100% let you paint his nails with actual nail polish

Pulling up at your place when he's drunk isn't an uncommon occurence.

He's a very affectionate drunk.

Especially if he's tired.

He'll tell you how much he loves you, joke around, and always has at least one arm slung around your shoulder

Never uses the front door to your house/apartment.

Always climbing through your windows, because he insists it's easier than knocking on a door.

Plus, if you still live with your parents, it'll make sneaking in at night WAY easier.

He doesn't believe in marriage. Says it's a way for the government to control your relationship and a waste of money

He loves stuff like promise rings though

His accent is so thick, so you're like a translator for him whenever someone doesn't understand him/j

Not related to Hobie, but Pavitr ships you two HARD. He NEVER let you hear the end of it when he first saw you guys kiss.

Pav's always making stupid cute and petty little remarks about your relationship, but he finds you two absolutely adorable.

feel free to give advice or anything in the comments because i genuinely dont know if this is good or nah,,

[fernlessbastard]

okk love your blog, so I rlly wanted to send an ask even if its nothing too especific ;-;

soo, since u like tntduo (like me :]) whats your favorite hc for their relationship? I love hearing about hc's, and since your art its so cute, u probs have some cool hc's

Thank youuuuu I appreciate it so much, and by all means flood me with asks! Asks are great, I love asks, be it random thoughts, art ideas, opinions, etc etc, asks are always welcome (unless they're from the 🥝 anon 🙄🙄🙄 /j/loving)

And a favourite headcanon? Hm, i don't know, hard to say. I have multiple headcanons, idk if I favour any in particular

There's one where after revival Wilbur's body is kinda fucked up in the nerves and blood vessels department, so he has some trouble with kinda controlling it, which particularly expresses itself in his hands being unsteady. They're so unsteady, that the first time he picks up a guitar again he can't play right. He blows up over it and has a breakdown, and vows to never play again. He still ends up trying a couple times, but each time he just immediately gets pissed off and upset, and tosses it away. It really breaks him. At some point he's at Quackity's place, and he sees a guitar. He looks at it for a while, but doesn't say anything, of which Quackity makes note. Next time they meet up Wilbur shits on Quackity for not having touched it recently, so Quackity takes it as a challenge. Once the music starts, Wil goes quiet. He's sitting to the side of Q, slightly behind him, and after a while for just a moment he leans against his upper back, and closes his eyes, simply taking the moment in. This situation repeats, a couple times, and each time Wilbur lets himself relax a bit longer. He starts playing with Quackity's hair as he listens, and one time he begins trying to braid it. His hands are shaking, he's struggling to divide the thick hair into even parts, he's having trouble keeping the braid even, but what's crucial is that he does it. Next time it repeats. And next time too. And the next, and eventually the braids start to look actually pretty decent. Time passes, they meet up more often, and eventually comes a day when Wilbur takes the guitar. No words are exchanged. No ridicule, but no praise either - no verbal acknowledgement. Instead Quackity just sits slightly behind him, and begins gently braiding his hair. The notes are wonky and don't always sound quite right, and the rhythm is messy, and strumming only goes well sometimes, but he's playing...

Quackity kisses Wilbur's head, right above the new braid. He leans in, partially hugging him, as the other's playing. It's been a bit over a year since he started playing again, and the difference is big. Neither knows if he'll ever fully regain the control and steadiness of his hands, but he manages to keep the rhythm, and the notes now ring out clear a big majority of the time. He plays quicker songs too, now; sometimes they both sing, and laugh when they mix something up. Quackity smiles, closing his eyes as Wilbur once again butchers a random song by changing up the words completely to make it as on the nose as humanly possible. He begins to wonder what they should eat tomorrow for their anniversary breakfast.

[sleepsacked]

jeong yunho nsfw a-z

18+ mdni!!!!!

it has been a while since i've done one of these, catching up on the members for this in lieu of waiting for my san fic to upload later tn xo

p.p.s will be doing these in age order so mr. yeosang will be next :3

2024 © sleepsacked

a ⋆ aftercare (how he is after sex)

i think yunho is more so the type to be pretty basic with the aftercare like jus clean you both right up and cuddle for the rest of the time you guys have together, he seems like he'd be a reallllll sleepy guy and hear me out...,, Little Spoon Yunho. okok hear me out again.... Little Spoon Yunho.... who Loves. Back rubs from you OHHHHH too good

b ⋆ body part (his favorite body part)

thighs. 1000000% thighs. Loves the squishy, smooth, softness of them all, loves to use yours as a pillow and loves to kiss and suck on them every chance he gets when he's going down on you.

c ⋆ cum (anything to do with cum)

it wouldn't be very often like GENUINELY. would not be very often.... but when you did indulge in him... he'd love to come on your face... IT WOULDN'T BE OFTEN...... but man would he love seeing your face filthy with him after going down on him...

d ⋆ dirty secret (his dirty secret)

Voyeurism. That's it. I won't even elaborate. Voyeurism.

e ⋆ experience (how experienced is he?)

i think had i wrote this in 2022 with my hj and hwa ones, i'd say not a lot of experience, but in 2024... i think he's definitely gad his fair share of hookups jus... hasn't been able to really experiment because they've all been quickies more or less

f ⋆ fav position (sex position)

you know what, i was gonna say smth like doggy or cowgirl whatever right... but then i thought abt that one svt woozi tweet where it said smth abt spanish guitar (the sex position) and suddenly. Yunho. 100000% Fav position. Spanish Guitar. LOL..

g ⋆ goofy (how he acts in the moment)

i don't think he's necessarily goofy but he is more so clumsy... def gives off big pup energy?-?????? just wants to treat you good but stumbles over himself and gets clumsy

h ⋆ hair (how groomed is he?)

honestly, i have a feeling he wouldn't be that groomed like hairless type groom but would jus be trimmed up fs

i ⋆ intimacy (how passionate is he?)

the way he displays his passion is through his dominance lol he feels best when he's got you all to himself and can feel that you're mind is only consumed with him, it drives him INSANEEEE

j ⋆ jack off (how often he masturbates)

i feel like this is where it gets crazy for him, cuz i dont think he'd necessarily masturbate 24/7 but he'd definitely like to edge himself to the thought of you and wait as long as he needed until you guys met up so he could empty himself in you entirely 100000000000000000000%

k ⋆ kink (one or more)

size size size ik this is sooooo overplayed with yunho but its literalllllllllllllllly so true would love fucking you in missionary but having you soooo close almost laying most of his weight on you as he fucks into you wooooo loves feeling you press up against him when he's like that too

l ⋆ location (fav place to do it)

feel like he'd love to do it anywhere in your home, the kitchen, the living room, on the table, etc. but apart from there i think he'd definitely be into car sex 100%

m ⋆ motivation (what keeps him going)

loves when you send him audios of you touching yourself when he's away on schedules, literally drives him madddddd he will edge himself as long as he can listening to you bring yourself to your orgasm thinking abt him oh geez

o ⋆ oral (giving + receiving — is he good?)

he doesn't give munch material LOL... doesn't mind giving head but definitely would rather just fuck you instead.. he does like receiving though

p ⋆ pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

truthfully, his vibe isn't necessarily fast ?? more like deep strokes but rough strokes-????-???? and once he found that perfect spot in you, only then would he go faster yup yup

q ⋆ quickie (his opinion on it + how often they happen)

because he seems like the type to enjoy car sex, i could 100% see him enjoying quickies. i think in the beginning of a relationship where its in the honeymoon/affectionate phase, he would soooooo want to have you at all times

r ⋆ risks (is he willing to experiment, does he take risks, etc.)

i think like seonghwa.. would experiment some, but pretty vanilla things and things that are more dom/sub power dynamic related >> can’t see him being like “yes babe im SO down to peg :D!!” LOL

s ⋆ stamina (how long can he last?)

average stamina ?? LOL only cause with him foreplay would begin from the moment you both wake up and continue thru out the way and then finally when there is a moment to finally unwind together it would be everything all at once

t ⋆ toys (does he use/own any?)

Yes. toys are not his Enemy but His Support. but unlike seonghwa, toys would be his support in helping tease and torture you lol. oh you touched yourself when he said not to??? vibrator to the clit until you're shaking and crying actually matter of fact i think now... yunho would have a slight dacryphilia kink hellllooooooo

u ⋆ unfair (how much does he tease?)

he doesn't like to tease much, he's more so the type to jus put you in your place from the jump no questions asked

v ⋆ volume (how loud is he + what noises does he make?)

groaner 100000% and knows it drives you wild when he makes all types of noises just for you

w ⋆ wild card (random headcanon for him)

panties. Just. Panties... Loves them... A lot.

x ⋆ x-ray (what’s under his clothes?)

a little bigger than average but definitely got some girth one him... definitely a prettier one to look at

y ⋆ yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

his sex drive would be subjective to how high yours is, if its high, he can match that, if its not, he can match that and lean more into romantic/emotional intimacy and taking care of your needs on that higher level more than physical needs (this isn't including pda though however)

z ⋆ zzz (how quickly does he sleep after?)

this one is a eepy guy for sure lol likes to chat with you a little but mostly just cuddle and lay kisses all over your chest and face before ultimately falling asleep with his head on your chest - dont let the rest of the guys find out he likes to be little spoon though he will definitely be embarassed for days, maybe even weeeeeeeks

[basu-shokikita]

Kloktober 2024 Day 3

Horror Movie Crossover

I love horror movies and I love Skwistok so I tried to tackle a very popular trope often seen in horror movies featuring, well, these guys.

I think it's pretty obvious movie which movie I'm referencing so I won't say it, haha.

Toki barely managed to close the door before Skwisgaar lunged at him. “Stops!” He laughed, though he didn’t really push him away.

“No ways…” Skwisgaar hummed, stealing kisses to Toki’s neck. “We ams finallies alone…” Slowly, he worked his way up to Toki’s jaw. “Dey was drivins me crazy, you knows?”

“Ja…” Toki half-assedly agreed, the attention too distracting. “Dey was…”

“Hm…” Skwisgaar licked the outline of Toki’s ear. “What you says we…” One of his hands suggestively squeezed Toki’s side.

“Buts…” Toki weakly protested, as Skwisgaar’s hand dove inside his shirt. “It ams soes nice outside…” Everyone had gone to swim at the lake because it was so damn hot and Toki wanted to get changed to join them. Because it was summer and it was…a vacation, right? Toki was pretty sure of it but Skwisgaar’s fingers were making him question reality. 

“We has times…” Skwisgaar said in a throaty voice, before his lips suckled the skin on Toki’s neck. “We has lotsa times…”

Any reluctance in Toki’s mind faded away the moment Skwisgaar’s eyes laid on him, his own eyelids growing heavy. As their mouths met, Toki decided to put the swimming plans on hold. 

It wasn’t all that recent since they started messing around, though they still hadn’t told…anyone, really. Honesty, it just added to the thrill of it, to keep a secret that big from the rest of the band. 

So, when Charles suggested they take a few days off recording at some random cabin well within american forests, the excitement was palpable. They would be free to disappear to get raunchy together, without having to justify their absence to the other three, which would sometimes happen back in Mordhaus. 

…They just didn’t expect for the trip to be in a car, so they couldn’t sneak in any incidental gropes or whisper dirty things in each other’s ear like they would’ve on a plane or bus. Of course the moment they freed themselves of his friends was meant to end like this. 

Not to mention, Skwisgaar wanting him so badly was a turn on in itself. 

The bed squeaked under the weight as they continued making out. Skwisgaar quickly got rid of his shirt, his lips returning to Toki’s with urgency. Aroused, Toki reached for Skwisgaar’s belt and undid it in a matter of seconds. He had barely taken it off when he heard a creak outside their room.

“Waits.” 

“Whats?” Skwisgaar’s face was buried in Toki’s neck.

“I heards somet’ings.” Toki whispered, gesturing to the door when Skwisgaar lifted his head.

Frowning, Skwisgaar glared at the door. “Who ams there?”

No response. No noise either.

After a while, Skwisgaar shrugged. “Maybe it ams de winds.”

“J-Ja.” Toki chuckled and they continued as if nothing had happened. 

Toki took off his shirt and Skwisgaar’s lips began tracing a loving path down his abdomen. Toki closed his eyes and sighed, focusing on the sensation of skin against skin and the warmth of Skwisgaar’s touch. So, it was to his utmost surprise when Skwisgaar suddenly stopped.

“Da fucks…” Toki heard him say and he opened his eyes.

Skwisgaar was staring at the door in disbelief. When he turned to look, he saw it was slowly opening, as if someone had pushed it. “Wha…”

“Alrights.” Skwisgaar got off the bed, annoyed. “Who ams it? Dis amsnt funnies.”

“Skwisgaar!” Toki tried to hand his shirt back at him but Skwisgaar wasn’t listening, grabbing his guitar resting against the wall instead. 

“Betters not be any dildos fans!” He said, wielding the instrument as if it were a sword. In a way, it made sense that the one that would turn Skwisgaar violent was being interrupted from having action. “Wells?” Upon meeting no answer, he disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

“W-Waits!” Toki tried to follow him, but something was in the corner of his eye. 

He turned and saw the silhouette of a big, tall man. He was wearing a hockey mask, strands of straight white hair coming out of the sides of his face. His skin was pale like a dead man’s and there was a red glow coming out of his eyes, piercing through Toki.

“Skwisgaars!” Toki yelled in horror, too frozen to move.

Hurried steps came back into the room and Skwisgaar appeared again. “Whats?”

“L…Looks!” Toki pointed at the window, only to see there was nothing now. “Whats?! I-I swears…dere was ams…scaries mans…”

Thankfully, Skwisgaar didn’t doubt him, walking to his side instead. “Dis places ams givinks de creeps.”

Toki nodded, looking out of the window in disbelief still.

Where the hell did they get themselves into? 

[madrone33]

I have been CHILLING this week post-Vengeance saga release! I managed to avoid debilitating stress and anxiety from the onslaught of fan stuff by simply avoiding all social media for the first two days, so it's been good!

However, I am now BACK, dumping my immediate reaction of the saga from a week ago. I thought I was ready. I was not ready. 600 Strike blew my mind. I was left staring blankly at my ceiling. Jorge please rest sometime, I'm begging you. The amount of talent beaming through my screen is exhausting even me.

Also, to every cast member and collaborator and behind the scenes person: y'all are amazing. Like seriously. I hope you all get a yummy drink and a cozy blanket and just. Bask in the satisfaction of a job well done. Hats off to y'all fr.

Anyways! I keysmashed the following at around midnight, 14 hours before the livestream ('cause australia is the superior timezone /j). Be warned there's LOTS of swearing 'cause sleep deprivation + incoherent excitement lol

AHHH IT'S GO TIME

Ok it's starting the same as the Goodspeed festival showed. Tho, the first lead in sound thing reminds me of Lucids.

Gorgeous vocals. Hate Calypso, love Wangui fr

"Let me speak!" She really doesn't care about his feelings huh. I noticed in LIP as well, she always makes it about her, which is absolutely in character.

Those ensemble harmonies tho!!

"... You do?" Girl you literally told him to lie smh

"Why in the world won't you love me too?" 'Cause he has a WIFE

IT'S HERMES TIME

FSA melody? YO??

"Cause I had one goal in mind..." the silence where the crew's chorus would come in is PAINFUL

BAG?? HERMES!!

"Hello old friend!" Grinning so hard rn

"Well it's a little bit ✨dangerous✨" AHHH IT'S HAPPENING

Fingertapping and headbopping to this chorus

"Put your whole braiin in it!" I love how he says that sm

"And lastly the wind bag" NEW STUFF

WINIONS

Wow ok I did not expect the wind bag to show up again. Tho it makes sense; this is probs the storm that Ody told Sirenelope kept blocking the way home

ODY SINGING THE CHORUS!!!!

RUTHLESSNESS MENTION

"Hermes! Thank you" AHHH THE CALLBACK! He sounds so tired and like down to his bones grateful this time 🥺

"I'm not the one who fought for you!" MY EYES WIDENED SO FAR. WE ALMOST GOT AN ATHENA NAMEDROP. I'll settle for the reference to her

Okeee. Charybdis!!

Oooh it's just like in the reference vid. No lyrics for this start part!

The 5/4 is amazing. And the electric guitar!!

God this song is SO BADASS

LETS GOOOO ODY!!!

ahhh I KNEW there'd be some sort of soft KYFC esque "I can't wait to make some new memories" type verse AND I WAS RIGHT

he sees ithaca!! Oh god poseidon's gonna show up isn't he

my heart's beating so fast i'm scared

PENELOPEEE

the ELECTRONIC DISTORTION OH NO IT'S HIM

RIGHT INTO GET IN THE WATER AHHH

"Coward" AHHHH I CAN'T BELIEVE WE'RE FINALY HEARING THIS FOR REAL

"That's when our paths collide!" THE RASP

"Now get in the water" Oh shiiiit here we go

the choir is so eerie

"GET IN THE WATER" THE GROWL

"aren't you tired poseidon" ooh it's this part!!

ha he changed it to ten years instead of eight like the demo had XD

"maybe you can learn to forgive" the line from that one snippet!

"No" oop

"DIE" DAMN that deep echo!!

*underwater sounds* oh shit ody's fucking dying

NO! FUCKING POLITES

EURY

ANTICLEA

FUCK YOU JORGE

THE CREW

WAITING??? EXCUSE ME WTF

AHHHHHH WHY TF DOES JAY LOVE HURTING US SO

HUH? HUH??? WHAT WAS THAT! AND THERE'S A FUCKING AD. Probs good, I need the break but WAHT. I KNEW he'd do another fucking polites reference gods damnit jorge WHEN I CATCH YOU

Ok time to hear 600 strike. Holy shit we're here

ELECTRIC GUITAR LETS GOOO

Aeolus theme. IS HE GONNA OPEN THE WIND BAG AGAIN??

600 MEN MOTIF HOLY SHIT

ANIME SCREAM

HOly shit there's magic sounds happening. I'm really curious about whatever Jorge's cooking up for the animatic in the livestream, 'cause I have no clue what's happening rn 👀

"For every comrade!" FSA melody!

"all those _ who were slaughtered by your hand" hmm I can't quite hear what he's saying there?

wait wait wait he's ACTUALLY using the power of his 600 men!!

"You idiot" damn lol

DIFFERENT BEAST ODY HOLY SHIT

is that a blade sound effect?

WAIT DID HE JUST STAB HIM WITH HIS OWN TRIDENT

HOLY SHIT ODY

HOLY FUCK

POP OFF ODY

OMG "MONSTER" AND THEN "RUTHLESSNESS"

BRO HE'S BEGGING??

*trident drops* hot damn ody

"Next to my wife." OHHHHHHH MIC DROP

Holy FUCK that was crazy

I'm gonna listen to it again.

Ok but holy shit Odysseus literally just tortured a god until he gave in?? Daym ody

Tho I like how he tries using open arms first, and then ruthlessness. He's kinda found a balance? I say kinda, 'cause he went hard on the ruthlessness, but since he sincerely tried to ask Poseidon to just drop the whole thing already, his later actions in 600 Strike feel more warranted.

I honestly don't know how Jorge keeps doing it. He just keeps topping himself! Like! Thunder Bringer? And then God Games?? And now Six Hundred Strike??? They just keep getting better! Banger after banger, like!! How.

Wait I just wanna. Sit with it. Imma lie down and stare at the ceiling for a bit, aight?

... I am shooketh.

But BRO THAT WAS INSANE! ODY FUCKED HIM UPPP

AMAZING BRAVO EXTRODINARY INCREDIBLE SHOWSTOPPING GORGEOUS WONDERFUL HOW DARE YOU

[jayoftheorb]

Had some thoughts about the bad kids class swap, so here's my headcanons about them all if they were bards (very rambly, I'm bad at writing)

Gorgug- when he was small he would play on the pots and pans like drums and his parents wanted to encourage his creativity. Has tried probably every instrument his parents could find or make, it's metalwork. Gets really into drums and some string instruments, can't play alot of brass cuz of tusks but trumpet is easier, French horn is even harder because of the delicate trigger mechanisms, gets really good at clarinet for some reason, so good that it's his secondary instrument in case he breaks all of his drumsticks (true percussionists have like ten spares, sticks break too easy)(and also fiddle, he can play fiddle really well)

Adaine- learned viola because her parents made her, ended up really liking it, switched to "violin" (plays fiddle, can't call it that in front of parents) think Lindsey Stirling, parents got mad when she became a Bard instead of wizard even though they pushed her to learn and get better, hits her dad w fiddle and kills him, her fiddle in s/j year is a gift from fabian and its practically indestructible(gold, made by telamine, theres a side quest where she kicks the devils ass at fiddle)

Fabian- Really likes sea shanties, starts out dancing with his pa, does alot of 2 and 4 steps, lotta linedancing before getting into elven dance, could be a real good master of ceremonies when he starts hip-hop dancing, is in the college of swords but its very piratey, learned fiddle for fun but actually really enjoys it especially the slower more classical melodies favorite spell is suggestion

Kristen- acoustic guitar. Can also play piano but doesn't want to lug around a keyboard. Has a lovely voice but prefers to let her guitar do most of the work, wanted to be a paladin(to helio) like her parents for a while but becomes a paladin of Cass in the nightmare forest, it's wild. When she meets tracker at the black pit they bond over only really knowing worship songs and tracker gives her a book w/ rock sheet music (classically trained) she steals an electric guitar from the black pit and stashes it at fabians house for a while till she moves in with track and jawbone

Riz- (most excited about this one) goblin music is chaos, idk alot about indigenous music, but I like it, riz does alot of throat singing and body drumming, alot of odd noises, his dad used to sing him to sleep, kinda sounds like Tibetan throat singing with alot of clicking and hissing and all that (need to do research) the other bks like it alot, when he gets more comfortable he starts doing more metal (kinda like korn) struggles alot with connecting to his heritage (personal hc; 3rd gen goblin imigrant, sklondas ma came to bastion city for a new life when the rangers moved in on the mountains of chaos, poks dad moved from the other side of spyre (idk) Pok lived in elmville for his whole life, moved to bastion to work for the government culture outreach program, met sklonda, moved back to elmville, had riz, got eaten by a dragon)

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Ghost of You | J. Miller (Chapter Seven)

Series Summary / Grief is a strange thing. In the beginning it had been all-consuming. There wasn’t a moment of the day where you didn’t cry, didn’t ask yourself why it couldn’t have been you instead. And no-one ever explains the guilt you feel when it isn’t anymore. When it’s just a dull ache and you can finally breathe again, when you can start letting people get close to you again. People like Joel Miller.

Pairing / Joel Miller x Widow F!Reader

Word Count / 4.4k

Warnings / as usual, not much to warn here apart from soft!Joel being incredible soft and sweet, some very brief allusions to smut but nothing explicit as well as mentions of alcohol and food, mentions of loss/death as well.

Authors Note /  I won't lie to you but this chapter was a struggle. I have THE PERFECT idea on what I want to happen for the next two/three chapters, so this really is just a filler, working to set up the drama that is about to come your way, so I'm sorry if this is boring after such a long wait for it to arrive with you. It's crunch time for me with university deadlines too, so I'm just trying my best to get through everything - so it might be a bit of a wait between updates for the next month or so. As always, if you liked this, please consider dropping comments, reblogging or popping over to my ask box with some love and as always, thank you for your continued support of my work. Love y'all.

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It’s late and Joel is stretched out in his living room, feet up on the coffee table with his guitar on his lap. He chuckles to himself that he’s got his feet on the table when he knows if Ellie tried to do this, he’d be swatting her legs and telling her off, but she’s not here, so he thinks he can get away being rebellious tonight. 

He’s thoughtlessly strumming at the strings when he hears a tentative knock at his door. He thinks for a second that he might have misheard, he’s fairly deaf in that ear after all, but a few seconds later there’s a louder knock at the door, so he sets the guitar back on its stand near the wall and heads to open it. 

Of all the people he expected to see at his front door at this time of night, it hadn’t been you. He can tell almost immediately that you’ve been crying. Your eyes a bloodshot and he can see redness of tear tracks down your face. 

“Is everything alright, sweet pea?” He asks, he can’t help but soften immediately into your company. 

“Can I come in?” You murmur. 

“Of course you can.” He smiles, that warm smile that he always has on his face when you’re around. 

He moves from the door, stepping aside to let you in. When he’s closed the door, he finds you looking around his living room. It’s not quite as bare as it had been weeks ago when they first moved in. Ellie’s been drawing all sorts of pictures that they’ve stuck to the walls, and he’s been trading here and there for things to make it feel more homely, like the lamp on the side table, which is bathing the room in a warm, orange glow. 

He comes up behind you and places his hand on the small of your back, just like he had done when you’d gone to the bar together. It startles you a little, and he’s muttering a quick sorry for frightening you, “Why don’t you sit down?” He asks quietly, “I can get you a drink if you’d like?” 

You sit yourself on the edge of the sofa whilst he’s looking through his kitchen cabinets, “I can do coffee, whiskey or water?” He calls out from behind a cabinet door. 

“Coffee,” You say, but for some reason your voice breaks and it comes out of your mouth in little more than a whisper, you clear your throat and try again, “Sorry, coffee please, if that’s okay.” 

“Course it is sweet pea.” He’s speaking over his shoulder as he’s making up a pot. 

In no time he’s sat on the opposite end of the sofa, his own mug of coffee in hand. You look down into yours and you can see he’s splashed some milk into it and your heart swells in your chest. You’d never told him you like milk in your coffee, in fact, you’re pretty sure you’ve only drunk it that way in front of him once. Why is this man so observant that he remembers all the tiny details of you? His own mug is what catches your attention next, even in his hands it’s large, white with what looks to be a hand-painted owl on it, with a big ring of reddish-brown paint along the rim. 

“You really interested in owls or are you tryin’ to avoid somethin’, sweet pea?” 

“Just never pegged you as a patterned mug kinda guy, is all.” 

“I’m nothing if not full of surprises,” He chuckles, “Truth be told I’m not really, it was just the biggest mug in the house.” 

A comfortable silence sits between the two of you as you sip at your coffee, “I’m sorry, Joel, about the other night.” 

“That’s okay, sweet pea, it’s me who should be sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep a mark or anythin’.” 

You shake your head, “You didn’t overstep anything Joel,” You sigh, “In that moment I wanted nothing more than to kiss you, to be perfectly honest it’s all I’ve wanted to do since, but I need to be honest with you.” 

“Okay, shoot, I’m listening.” He’s turned his body on the sofa a little bit, he’s looking directly at you now. 

“You’re a good man Joel, and I don’t say that lightly, and you kiss like your life depends on it, but when I closed my eyes all I could see Mark, and that’s not what you deserve, you deserve a woman who only ever see’s you.” 

“But sweet pea,” He sighs, “You’re the only woman I want.” 

You sip your coffee, “Can I ask why?” You murmur, “I just don’t know what it is you could possibly want from sad, little old me.” 

“I want to make you happy,” He shrugs, looking at you, “There have been these glimpses I’ve had of you, when you smile, or when you talk to Ellie about your life before, or when you reminisce about Mark and you become this beacon of light, you glow sweet pea, and I would do anythin’ in this world to be the person that does that to you every day.” 

You can feel a single tear slip from your eye, what on earth had you done in this world to deserve this man at your feet? 

“Listen to me,” He’s put his coffee on the table and moved closer to you, his big, warm hand is on your knee, “I’m not going to pretend that I can be him, no-one is ever going to be him for you again, but I want to try and be somethin’ different for you, I’m not going to try and replace him, just add to him,” He pauses before he adds, “If you’ll let me.” 

Your hand slips over his own on your knee and you squeeze it, “I want it Joel, Lord knows I want it, but I don’t know how long it’s going to take, before it’s you I see when I close my eyes and not him, will you be patient with me?” 

“Of course I will, sweet pea,” He breathes, “I’ll give you all the time in the world,” He’s turned his palm up so you’re holding hands now, “And it’s not a bad thing, y’know?” You make a sound for him to carry on talking, “Still seeing him – sometimes Ellie’ll do somethin’ and it’ll be exactly like Sarah, and I’ll go right back to standing in my house in Austin with her, keeps her memory alive, right?” 

“I get you,” You smile at him, “I’m so grateful for you, Joel, I hope you know that.” 

You reach out a hand and he reaches his own out to gather your hand in his. He’s scooting along the seats of the couch, coming to rest just far enough away that your legs aren’t touching, but close enough for you to feel the heat emanating from his body, “I know, sweet pea, I’m grateful for you too.” 

You turn to properly look at him for the first time that night. In the dim glow of his living room lamp he’s just as devastating as he always is. The dreamy chocolate of his eyes, the slope of his nose, that full bottom lip that you want to kiss. He’s reaching up and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, before his impossibly large hand is running through the hair to rest on the back of your head, “Can I maybe try again?” He asks quietly. 

You don’t need to ask what he means, not with the way his eyes dart from yours to your lips and then back up again, “I’d really like that.” 

He uses the hand resting at the back of your head to pull you gently towards him, you watch closely as his eyes flutter close as his lips press to yours. You’re almost frightened to close your own after what happened before, but his other arm is snaking around your waist and pulling you closer to him and you can’t help but follow his movements, letting your own close as you tentatively open your mouth to him. 

There is something undeniably different about this kiss compared to the last. This time when you close your eyes, you try and focus on what you can feel. You can feel Joel’s palm resting on the back of your head, fingers twisting into your hair. You can feel your hand, placed on his knee to steady you and the rough denim of his jeans beneath your palm. You can feel his lips pull back from yours just a touch before he puts them back on yours, capturing your bottom lip between his own before he sucks your bottom lip, just a little. 

Then you focus on what you can hear. The deep breathing of Joel through his nose as he kisses you, the slight breeze that rustles the trees outside his home. The sound of a whimper from your lips when he pulls all the way back. You open your eyes and he’s still close enough that if you moved forward, you could capture his lips back, but he’s searching your face for signs you’re okay, so you don’t. 

“I’m fine,” You reassure him, “You know, you’re really good at that.” 

“I am?” He asks, and you can see how he flushes a little, “Gotta admit I’m a little out of practice.” 

“You’d never know,” You smile, “I should probably get going.” 

“Alright, sweet pea,” He’s pulling away from you and standing, pulling your arm to help you stand, leading you to the door, “You gonna be alright walking back?” 

“I’ll be fine,” You speak, suddenly distracted by the sight of the guitar propped up against the wall, “Do you play?” 

 “I do indeed,” He smiles, “Got lucky findin’ this out on patrol a few weeks back.” 

“Will you play for me sometime?” You ask, hope in your voice, “I miss hearing music that isn’t distorted by headphones.” 

He steps closer to you, letting a hand run down the length of your hair until he’s cupping your cheek, “Course I will, sweet pea,” He presses another soft, careful kiss to your lips, “Now you get on home, be safe.” 

“Goodnight Joel.” 

The next morning, you’re sitting with Maria on your front porch, cups of coffee in hand, watching as the rest of Jackson start to come and go. It’s quiet between the two of you, something that you’ve always appreciated about Maria, that she can sit in silence and just let you enjoy the company. You’re almost to the bottom of your coffee cup when Tommy and Joel begin walking down the street, guns strapped to their backs on their way to patrol. 

Tommy waves at Maria as they get closer to your porch, walking over to say good morning to you. You think you return his sentiment, but all you can really focus on is Joel, who is standing just behind his shoulder with a childish grin painted across his lips. You can feel your face returning a similar smile his way, looking down into the murky dregs of your coffee to try and stop being so bloody obvious. 

“Well, you two have a nice day now.” Tommy’s voice brings you back round. 

“Oh, you too Tommy,” You smile, before shooting another smile to Joel, “And you as well Joel.”

“I’ll do my best, sweet pea.” 

Once they’ve started back on their walk to the gate, you turn your head to Maria who is staring right at you, with a knowing smirk on her face. 

“And you as well Joel,” She teases in an imitation of your voice, “God, you are subtle as a brick sometimes.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Tommy saw you, leaving his last night.” 

“Am I not allowed to go and visit a friend?” You ask, downing the last of your coffee. 

Maria gives you a knowing look, “Friends you kiss?” 

“That was one time, and it doesn’t even count.” You argue. 

“You must think I was born yesterday,” She laughs, “The way you two were smiling at each other just then, something definitely happened!” 

You relent, “Fine, I went and spoke to Mark, like you suggested and I guess everything felt a little clearer to me afterwards,” You don’t mention that you’re putting all your trust in a tiny ray of sunshine as permission to kiss Joel Miller, “So I went to speak to Joel, told him it would take time but that I wanted to see what might happen.” 

Maria reaches over, grasping your hand in her own, when you look at her, you almost cry, her own eyes brimming with tears, “I’m so proud of you, girl,” She whispers, “Lord knows that man is patient, the way he handles Ellie, but you let me know if I ever have to kick his ass, alright?” 

You laugh at that, considering Joel has never once given you the idea that anyone would need to protect you from him, but you agree none-the-less, “You’ll be the first to know.” 

Maria takes her leave a few moments later, leaving you to fill your day on your own. You decide to head to the library, picking out some new books and catching up with Kate for a few moments, before you head back home. You use the last of your rations to make a loaf of bread and spend some time weeding the garden and picking some of your sweet peas. 

The sun is setting and you’re considering what to pull together for dinner when there’s a knock at your door. It’s Joel, back from patrol, although he’s not stopped to drop his rifle off yet, which is still slung over his shoulder. 

“Evening, Joel.” 

“Evenin’, sweet pea.” He smiles, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your cheek. 

“Good patrol?” 

“Can’t complain when I go with Tommy,” He responds, “Always brings his hip flask which makes things seem better.” 

“Did you need something?” 

“Are you busy tomorrow?” He asks, “Only I was thinkin’ there was some place I’d like t’show ya, if not.” 

“Are you asking me on a date, Joel Miller?” You smile, arms folding across your chest. 

“Might be,” He shrugs, “Depends in you’re gonna say yes or not.” 

“Well, lucky for you, I have no plans tomorrow, so you can take me wherever you’d like.” 

“Well then, sweet pea,” He smirks, “You’ve got yourself a date, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning.” 

You lean up on your tiptoes, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth before pulling away, “Should I bring anything?” 

“No, just yourself.” 

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning then.” 

The sun is already warming the commune when Joel arrives to pick you up. He’s dressed simply – jeans, black t-shirt and his battered walking shoes – but still looks like the most handsome man you’d laid eyes on in years. He’s got his backpack on which looks to be fit to burst and his rifle slug on his shoulder. 

“Where the hell are you taking me that requires that?” You ask, motioning to the gun whilst you lock the door. 

“I’m taking you out.” Is all he offers, which makes you stand still, anxiety filling your stomach. 

“Wait, as in out of Jackson?” 

He looks at you and notices the worry on your face, “Sweet pea, I promise I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you,” He takes hold of your hand in his, “It’s an hour walk, Tommy and I scouted it yesterday, so I know it’s clear, and I’ll protect you.” 

“I’ve not left since we arrived,” You speak quietly, sweat pricking at your skin in worry, “Are you sure it’s safe?” 

He drops your hands, instead bringing those warm palms to cup your face, leaning down to press a barely-there kiss to your lips that has the anxiety butterflies in your tummy turning into the exact opposite, “We’ll take it one step at a time, okay?” You nod, “Anytime you wanna turn back, we will, but I think you’ll like what I’ve got to show you.” 

He can obviously see your anxiety, worry etched onto your face like it always is these days. He drops his hands, intertwining your fingers with his own, “First step, we get to the gate, okay?” 

“Okay.” You say softly, keeping a firm grip on his hand as he leads you down the street. 

It’s early enough that there are few people on the main street down the gate, but those who are up and about don’t miss the fact that you’re hand-in-hand with Joel Miller. He certainly doesn’t seem to mind, keeping his head forward as he walks, but he does continuously squeeze your hand for comfort whenever he catches someone with a particularly intense stare. 

Amanda, one of the women who often patrols the walls of the commune, greets you both when you arrive at the gate, “Morning Joel,” Then she turns to you, “So good to see you out and about,” And she’s genuine for it. You didn’t know her, at all really, but her soft face and kindness make you smile, “All looking quiet out there today, you two enjoy yourselves.” 

Joel gives your hand another squeeze, “So, what do you say? You wanna go?” 

You look up at him, face warm and rugged in the early morning sun. His eyes are looking into yours, filled with hope that you’ll indulge him. You know he’s got you; you know this man right next to you isn’t going to let anything bad happen to you. So, you squeeze his hand and tell him to lead the way. 

It’s actually a really pleasant walk. There are plenty of trees that offer shade from the sun that is continuing to heat up the air around you as it rises further. You can’t remember the last time you took a walk just for pleasure. Mark had insisted that once you’d made it to Jackson and its safety, that you stayed put, and you can’t say you’d complained. You’d seen too much shit out in the world to not revel in the relative normality of life in the commune. But this walk reminded you of the days before, when you and your flatmates would drive out of the city and walk for hours with no destination in mind. If it weren’t for Joel’s rifle in your periphery, you could almost convince yourself that nothing bad was lurking just out of sight. 

“Not much further now, sweet pea,” Joel muses, stepping up onto some rocks at the top of the hill you’d been steadily climbing for a while, he turns back and offers you his hand, “Careful now.” 

He hauls you up onto the rocks, helps you down and then gestures for you to look around. It’s absolutely beautiful. There’s a small lake, shimmering in the sun, with a shore made up of pebbles. The tree line offers you a wealth of shade to sit under, Joel already making his way to one particularly large tree, setting his rifle down before he’s opening his backpack to pull out a blanket. 

You can’t help but smile to yourself as he sets it down on the ground before he’s reaching back into his bag. You walk over to meet him just as he pulls out a brown paper bag, filled to the brim with strawberries. Some of them had been squished on the walk, but you could see plenty of the sweet fruit still in one piece. He sets them down on the blanket, pulling out an insulated flask and two tin mugs before he’s turning to you. 

“You got anything else in that bag of yours?” You tease, dropping to your knees, “You’re like Mary Poppins.” 

He chuckles, “There might be a flask in there with somethin’ stronger than coffee,” He shrugs, “Couldn’t fit much else in.” 

You put a hand on his shoulder as he settled his back against the tree, extending and widening his legs, motioning for you to sit between his thighs, which you do, leaning your back against his chest as he leans forward to grab the bag of strawberries, taking one before he offers it to you. 

You take it, head falling back to rest in the crook of his neck as you bite into the fruit, “I’ll be sad when these are gone,” You comment, letting the sweet juice pour across your tongue, “Winter is miserable at the best of times, but I miss the fruit more than anything.” 

Joel takes a strawberry for himself, you can hear him bite into it and he makes a sucking sound as he tries not to let the juice fall down his face, “They’ll come back though,” He speaks softly, letting one of his arms wrap around your waist to pull you deeper into his chest, “This okay, sweet pea?” 

He makes your heart swell. He’d spend his own rations on your favourite fruit, scouted out a place for you to have some peace together, made sure you were comfortable the whole time and is still making sure he doesn’t push you too far. He’s trying to make this as normal as he possibly can. You don’t think you’d ever had this with Mark. Spent most of your time together scraping by in a QZ before trekking across the country trying to keep yourselves alive. Found comfort in each other in the dead of night, had a house and home in Jackson, but nothing that had ever felt this normal. You can feel tears welling in your eyes, you sniff, trying to brush them away. 

“Hey, is it too much?” Joel is leaning down to speak quietly into your ear. 

“No, not at all,” You choke out, “It’s fucking perfect Joel, I’m just overwhelmed.” 

You bring your own arm to rest along his that’s gripping your waist, running your fingers over his skin, his voice is back in your ear, “We can go back if it’s too much, sweet pea.” 

“That’s the problem,” You let out a tear-filled chuckle, “I don’t think I want to, I just want to stay here forever now, sitting by the lake with you, eating strawberries.” 

His lips surprise you as they place the softest kiss to the skin behind your ear. There’s nothing overtly sexual about it, they don’t linger, he doesn’t jut his tongue out like Mark used to when he was trying to work you up, either alone or in public, but you’ll be damned if it doesn’t send a jolt down your spine, one you hadn’t felt in over a year. You want him. Body betraying mind and memory of your dead husband. You can feel the irrational part of your mind telling you to fuck it all, throw every ounce of caution to the fucking wind, turn around and demand Joel spread you out on this very blanket and take you to heaven and back until you can’t think anymore. 

You can feel your heartbeat racing in your chest, can feel yourself struggling to pull in enough air to your lungs. It kills you, but you pull away from Joel’s chest, shuffling forward so you’re far enough away from him that you can turn and face him, sitting up on your knees. 

“Don’t do that.” Is all you say. 

You look into his eyes and there isn’t a single ounce of hurt there. He doesn’t look disappointed. Perhaps a little worried, but curious more than anything. 

“You can’t kiss me there,” You say, bringing your hand up to rest where Joel’s lips were just moments ago, “He would always kiss me there.” 

“Alright, sweet pea,” He looks at you with his beautiful brown eyes, holding his hands up, “I didn’t mean t’make you uncomfortable.” 

You shake your head, “You didn’t know,” Then you sigh, “Fuck, I didn’t even know, I never fucking know what’s going to set me off.” 

Joel can see you’re overwhelmed. Can see the tears streaking down your cheeks, “Gimme your hand,” He asks, offering his own to you palm up, “I ain’t ever gonna get mad at you for somethin’ like this, you hear me?” You nod in agreement, letting your hand slip back into his, “It’s gonna take time, sweet pea, and we’re gonna figure it out together, like I said t’ya before, I don’t wanna replace him, I’m just gonna add t’him, so if there’s anythin’ I do that makes you worried or uncomfortable, you just tell me okay?” 

You use the hand he doesn’t currently have clasped in his own to wipe away your tears, what the fuck had you done in this life to deserve Joel Miller? Patient and kind Joel Miller? The side of Joel Miller that no-one else really got to see. 

“Now, come and sit back down,” He’s dragging you back to sit where you had been moments ago, back against his chest, “I’ll keep my lips to myself.” 

That’s how you stay for the rest of the day, settled against him, eating strawberries and drinking coffee together. At one point he coaxes you to take off your shoes and dip your toes in the water to cool off, never once letting go of your hand. You talk about everything, Joel offers you small glimpses into life growing up with Tommy, you talk a lot about your parents and what it was like to lose them before the outbreak. It was nice, you think on the walk back to town, hand still clasped in his as he walks you back to your house. 

He waits for you to unlock the door and step through, before he dips his head to kiss you firmly on the lips. It’s chaste, he’s not pushing his luck, but the whiskey you shared on the walk back makes you bolder. You snake your hand up to the nape of his neck to keep him in place whilst you run your tongue over his velvety bottom lip. He opens his mouth for you, momentarily letting your tongues meet before you’re both pulling away. Neither of you say anything to each other. You just squeeze his hand as he walks away, but all you can think as you close the door behind you and rest your back on it is to thank the good Lord above for bringing Joel to you, bestowing him with the patience of a saint, because that same good Lord knows that he might just be the best thing to happen to you since Mark died.  

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Burn in Hell | eddie munson x reader

summary: After months you are finally visiting Eddie's grave (750 words)

warning: angst, angst, annngsstttt / gn!reader, talks of death & grief

With a small bundle of flowers gripped tightly in your grasp, you feet dragged along the worn-down path as you headed to the back of the graveyard. You felt like your body was working on autopilot with each step that you took. Heart hammering within your chest as you grew closer and closer. Your eyes burned with tears, but you weren’t sure if it was the cold wind hitting against you, or the fact you have been fighting now the tightness in your chest as a sob tried to rip out of you.

Along with the grief there was guilt. Guilt over not visiting, guilt over what had happened. Guilt over leaving him. Every night you were taken back to that night. His body growing cold in your arms as he fought to speak to you, telling you how much he loved you. His blood seeping into your clothes and staining your skin. But you didn’t care. All you were focused on was him, staring into his dark eyes and watching as the light seemed to fade from them. The moment you felt his last breath leave him – something cracked and broken within you.

You haven’t been the same since then.

Not since Eddie died.

Not since you had to leave him in that god forsaken place.

Maybe that’s why you never came? Even though Wayne had paid for a headstone there was nobody there. Eddie was resting on the ground beside his mother within Hawkins Cemetery.

He was instead lying in the cold streets of the Upside Down.

“Son of a bitch,” You cursed as you came upon the two headstones tucked at the back.

Edward J. Munson; now at peace.

But that’s not what caught your attention. That’s not what caused a burning sensation of anger to burn through you.

“Can’t even leave him alone in the afterlife!?” You screamed out to no one in particular – seeing as you were alone.

Written across the headstone in, what you could only assume, was pig blood or watered down pain, were the words; Burn in Hell.

You stomped quickly up to the stone, placing the flowers down beside you, as you dropped to your knees. You grabbed the sleeve of the sweater you wore and began to furiously wipe at the red substance.

The tears you’d been holding back now moved down your cheeks in succession. that tightening feeling in your chest loosening as small whimpers and cries left your lips.

“Goddamn it!” You screamed, slapping your hand against the cold stone, ignoring the stinking pain that spread across your palm.

You knew rubbing at the words wouldn’t cause them to go away. But it seemed like you didn’t care.

A sob split from your chest as you seemed to fold in on yourself. With your knees digging into the cool grass beneath you, you pressed your forehead against the bottom of the headstone. The cold wind wrapped around you as you continued to sob. The pain and grief consuming you, eating away at you finally.

You were done fighting it.

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” You spoke through broken cries, in a begging tone, your hands fisting at the ground beneath you. “I’m sorry…Eddie…oh, god.”

Even though you knew he wasn’t there beneath you, there was a false sense of comfort. You closed your eyes and moved to lay against the grass, reaching up to fist at the necklace that was around your neck. His necklace, the small red guitar pick that hung from a silver chain.

“Eddie…Eddie…” You chanted with small whimpers as you began to calm down.

Though you thought you were alone in the park, someone was there to witness your grief. To see how the death of your love had consumed you.

He stood along the tree line of the forest that surrounded the back of the cemetery, hidden slightly within the shadows and tall trees.

It took everything in him to not come to you. To not take you within his arms and hold you close, to show that he wasn’t truly gone. Instead, he stood and watched.

At least till the whisper that seemed to always be within his head returned.

“Come back to me, Edward,” a deep, grave voice spoke causing a chill to run up his spine.

He had to return back, Vecna was calling.

But he would be back, he was determined to come back to you. To break away from Vecna forever and have you in his arms once more.

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[violivs]

NMTDaily: Tricking Ben

This does deviate from the watching as aired schedule, but since the Candle Wasters sent out an email for it at this point in NMTDaily, I will liveblog Tricking Ben.

The short film style makes this the only piece of canon NMTD/LLL content that isn't shot in vlog format. Instead we have the omniscient view on characters who don't know an audience can see them. I am still so sad that I will never see any more scenes shot like this for these characters, because that's the only way I'd have gotten to see all the serious Beadick conversations in Lolilo that I wanted to see.

The film still starts with a fakeout vlog beginning, which is interesting. This is the only time we ever see Pedro independently starting to make a video himself, apart from his appeal to John later on in NMTD, and of course it's to show off Balthazar's music.

HOW is Balthazar allowed to just start playing guitar in the library? How are the boys allowed to have a loud conversation in the library? This whole part is just an exercise in suspension of disbelief that a librarian didn't yell at them.

I like that the colors of the Tricking Ben title card match the colors on Ben's shirt! Fun little detail.

Ben is very awkward around Hero here. They're not yet the friends they will one day be. Aww.

"I bet he has your name saved in his phone with little hearts around it." Yeah, and I bet post-NMTD Ben will have Beatrice's name in his phone with little sparkle-heart emojis all around it!

Ahh, Claudio couldn't meet Ben where he said they'd meet, because then he'd have to walk him right into the conversation instead of letting him overhear it. I see.

Ben is so confused, poor baby.

The books are an Easter egg! The one on the bottom of the stack is called "Benediction", and the next one up is "The Dating Game", I think? The next one up is called How to Love, and the top one is clearly a romance novel by someone called Catherine Coulter, though I can't make out a title. Google says she writes romantic suspense and historical romance. Fitting.

Was that girl looking at books the same actress who played Claudio's new girlfriend in Lolilo? It looks like her. Can you imagine going to the same school as the NMTD crew, hearing all the gossip about what happened to Hero, and then still choosing to date Claudio the next year? Damn, girl.

It's definitely her, that's why they have her say hi to Claudio and Claudio run away from her awkwardly!

Claudio is hardcore panicking. He is not good at being sneaky. So that'll be the other reason he couldn't see Ben face-to-face before the overhearing happened- he wouldn't have been able to act normal enough to avoid making Ben suspicious.

"You know how everyone's unnecessarily obsessed with you?" OMFG the song is An Ode, this is not a drill!!!

Ben just drops his entire bag next to some random kid before going to hide? Take that with you, you don't know when you'll be able to go back for it!

His immediate panic face is excellent, lol.

Here is a gifset I made commemorating Ben's excellent faces in this video. It's basically my analysis of all his faces right in one post.

Leo saving the day! Claudio blurted out that thing about Bea making a vlog, so of course the first thing Ben does is get his phone to look for the video. And Leo thinks fast enough to clarify that she never posted it. That could've totally compromised the plan.

Claudio is SO bad at this.

The book that falls on Ben is called L-L-L-Loser, a Lolilo reference.

John is here! I love how he looks up, like, "Is this intel I'll need for my Plan? Oh, no, nevermind."

There are so many other people here, how did this conversation not get reported back to Beatrice? I bet it's because people who don't know her are wisely too scared of her to bring it up.

"Ben is so brave, and funny, and tall, what shall I DO??!!" Matthew J Smith is the MVP of this one, folks. Hilarious. Also, why would Claudio's first thought be "brave"? Ben hasn't done his brave thing yet, and it's standing up to Claudio!

Okay, thank you, the librarian DOES yell at them. Realism.

I just can't get over how terrified Claudio looks right now. He is so stressed. He looks like he thinks even moving a muscle will blow the secret right now.

I will never get over Ben hiding in the tree in this bit. He has to know they could see him by just turning around. Comically bad hiding place.

The way Ben is holding himself as he sneaks over to the tree, too. It's like, "if I just make myself small and quiet they won't notice me." You are too tall for that, honey, it's not helping.

He did remember to go back for his backpack, though!

It's cute that Balthy and Pedro's outfits match! Red and blue!

Balth is so bemused by Pedro asking about and complimenting the chord he's playing, aww.

Ben's like "SHIT no if he texts me they'll hear my phone!" The facial expressions in this video, truly gold.

His shirt brings out his eyes. Even when they're bugging out in panic, lol.

Awww I love how sad Ben looks at the idea that he'd ruthlessly tear Bea apart for liking him. In my gifset, I summed it up as, "No, I wouldn't enjoy hurting her, and I'm sad you all think I would." <3

"Poor little Ben just can't see what's right under his nose." Says Pedro, while sitting right next to the boy he doesn't know he has a crush on. And while, from Ben's point of view, not realizing Ben himself is right under his nose (or above his head) as well.

"She's so smart." "Yeah, except for loving Benedick." We love lines adapted directly from the play!

"Having a crush can be a nice thing, though." "I don't think it's that kind of crush, Balthy-boy." This makes me so incredibly sad, because it HAS to be foreshadowing to Lolilo and how Balthazar's crush on Pedro goes from something nice that feels good to something incredibly angsty and drawn-out and painful for both of them. :(

Ben's watch going off and the boys pretending not to notice, lol

Like Hero and the girls' conversation for Bea to overhear, the boys' conversation also involves pretending to consider telling one person about the other's crush, then deciding they shouldn't interfere.

I do love imagining the boys pitching this whole thing to Leo, though. And Leo being all in because he and Hero have been saying to each other for months that Bea definitely secretly likes Ben.

Ben sneaks off with the MOST ADORABLE little smile! He loves her! Awwww I wanna squish him!!!!

Hero and Claudio debrief and Claudio calls her a legend for stealing Bea's phone. It hurts my heart how cute they are right here. There are no undertones of Claudio's possessiveness and misogyny present, they're just two kids who like each other. If they'd gotten together after Claudio grew up more and unlearned some stuff, they might even have worked out. :(

Of COURSE Bea has Ben saved in her phone as "Dickface". As soon as they get together I bet she changes it to read just “💕Dickface💕” 😆

Shut UP the end credits music is the instrumental to Way To Tell You!!!! Beatrice’s song for Ben! Ending with an acknowledgement that her feelings for him really do turn out to be real!!!

The comments say there’s also an instrumental of Beatrice You’re Vivacious near the end of the short before the credits, which is precious too.

Oh my god, end credits shot of the books, and the historical romance novel is called THE DUKE!!! Amazing. Also the How to Love book is by Katie Cotugno! I’ve read one of her other books, it had bi rep and I liked it a lot.

Harriett as Director of Photography! I love that these projects gave her a place to learn she prefers to be behind the camera and practice that. I hope she’s doing well.

The credits end on a picture of Harriett and Jake hugging, NO ONE TOUCH ME

They had the sweetest friendship and I hope they still do. Angels.

I am now in mourning again because this is the last time I ever got to see Benedick Hobbes on my screen, and the last time I ever will, so far as I can guess. *cries forever* MY BABYYYY

You all already know I have no chill when it comes to him, don’t look at me. *burritos up in a blanket to sulk*

No but I love Tricking Ben so much and I am so glad they made it for us!!!

Wait, shit, since when did TCW have a patreon?! I’m sure it’s defunct now, but did anyone used to subscribe? Were there any good extras on there? DID I MISS ANY BEADICK CONTENT????!!!!

Comments roundup: Balth was the first to play off the Ode as a joke here; Ben’s “what? What?” was a Tenth Doctor reference; just so much love for these characters and series; Matthew J Smith responding jokingly to a Claudio-centric comment!

💖🥭🦩

[ladydaybreaker]

Some Friends to play with!

*cracks knuckles* Alrighty @jamieenthusiast you asked for it haha. So. The Ad Astra Kiddos would like to make some new friends. Let's start with the oldest and go down to the youngest (pick and choose at your leisure! I'll give le pictures from @officialarmrest for them.

Orion

Orion is the eldest of the Working Disassemblers, Uzi and N's son. He looks dead on like his father save for the fact that he dresses more akin to his mother (beanie with his daddy's pilot wings and a hoodie that looks like his mama's). The only difference between him and his father? Orion's got scars around his true eyes, wings and tail from...some things he really doesn't like to talk about. He also very rarely smiles, opting for his mother's resting look of annoyance and/or boredom. Orion's a bit...well, he's his mother's son. Let's just put it at that. He's a bit cold and standoffish (angsty teen energy) until you get to know him. In terms of lil' Mango? The second Orion finds out about the guitar he's sold. Orion's big into music and scavenged an acoustic guitar that his aunt Cyn taught him to play. He'd probably get right along playing with the lil guy and maybe even smile a little bit for the first time in a long time.

Victoria "Tori"

Queen Bee of the school and V and Thad's only child. When she's around her classmates and friends you can definitely see Thad's chill personality and V's sass...but around her family? That's where the sweet little manor maid V comes out full force. Tori is very much V's little doppleganger save for the fact she has very light colored blonde hair. She has her mother's vision glitch and does need glasses (they tend to slide down and she uses her tail to push them up). She's big into nature science and will go on for hours on some cool animal fact that she's found. She also loves flying and is one of the more graceful of the Fledgeling squad.

Astra

N and Uzi's youngest child and only daughter. Astra's a bit different than the rest of her squad...in that being she looks almost 1:1 like Uzi. However, like her brother, it's not all like her look alike parent. She's very bubbly, very excitable, and very much a people person (just like dad!) She loves shiny objects and her clothes and being as pristine and clean as possible. She's even made some of her own jewelry and clothes (She was given a coat like her dad's and a hat similar to her dad's pilot hat...her mom gave her a skull pin she found instead of the pilot wings because Orion took that. She has her mom's old combat boots though!). She has many many rings and bangles and necklaces on her person. Her pride and joys though are a pin of a vaguely earth-like planet encircled by stars and a crescent moon that her aunt J gave her and a crystal collar around her neck with a silver plate that reads 002. She adores her grandma Nori and wants to be just like her...even with adopting her hairstyle. I could definitely see her and Mango bonding over making jewelry (if Astra doesn't scare the poor kiddo away because of her bubbly nature).

Vesper

Finally, there's Vesper. Vesper is a bit of an odd duck but he's a sweet little gentleman. He might as well be, his mother's Cyn. Vesper is a small, young little worker who loves music and can sing like an absolute cherub. Perfect little southern gentleman with his bright blue eyes and freckle artifacts that are shadowed by curly white hair and an equally as white stetson that he may or may not have stolen from his Pa. One of Vesper's favorite things to do is play piano while his Ma plays her violin beside him...but he can and will pick up any instrument he's given and play the heck out of it as easy as breathing. He loves working with his cousin Orion because of that. He also loves penguins and if you get him started talking about penguins that boy will not stop.

Ya don't have to do anything with them if you don't want to, but I saw the chance for these four yahoos to make some friends and I leaped for it.

[myloveforhergoeson]

October 1st

Prompt: Cackle

For someone who spent a good majority of the time worrying about himself, James was surprisingly observant about those around him.

Roxy had learned this throughout the course of their time in Los Angeles: Noticing when Katie was too shy to talk to a new guy her age at the pool or the times Kendall, Carlos, and Logan were too shy to seek relationship advice and he coaxed it out of them without teasing or judgment.

When he'd shown up at her door after their first real fight, handing her a box of blank cassette tapes because he remembered she was out and asking her to be his girlfriend.

Finally.

The girl could hardly believe all that had changed in the last few weeks between them, yet at the same time, nothing had changed at all. They were still James and still Roxy, but now, they were James and Roxy.

Safe to say she was loving every single moment of it.

Especially when they were able to spend time together after a long day at work, cuddled up on the couch of 2-J together as they talked about everything and nothing.

Like usual, when James was telling her a story, her laughter rang out, bouncing off the high ceilings, as he recounted the first time he joined a local theater production. The funding from the theater for costumes was so poor that his pants had fallen down on opening night, shocking his fellow actors and theater patrons alike.

Her shoulders were shaking, poking under his arms from where her own were circled on his waist. Amusement rolling out of her mouth when one of his hands left her back, reaching up to push some stray strands of hair out of her face.

"You can't possibly think it's that funny." He said, though he was grinning too. His tongue ran over his bottom lip. "No need to bust out the 'this is the most hilarious thing I've ever heard' laugh."

There he went, ever the observer.

Propping herself up on his chest, Roxy lifted her head to look him right in the eye and cocked her eyebrow. "My what?"

His brown hair ruffled when he frantically shook his head from side to side. "It's not a bad thing! Just that... You've got all these different types of laughter. I'm trying to make sure I learn each one."

Roxy buried her face back into his chest to hide her flush of embarrassment. "...Shut up... It's all the same..."

It was his turn to laugh now, hand from before sinking into her hair, running his nails lightly along her scalp. "As a fellow musician, I'm sure you'd agree that all sounds coming from a guitar aren't all the same."

"So what?" The assistant's grin began to return. "My giggle is C major and my 'this is the most hilarious thing I've ever heard' laugh is A major?"

"If you want to get technical about it I'm sure Gustavo and his perfect pitch could help us figure it out... But it's more like, when I tell a joke that isn't too funny, you still give me this laugh that's light and airy. One that says I'm more cute than funny."

The rise and fall of his breathing as he spoke amplified the words Roxy heard as her ear fell to his chest.

"But when you think something is really funny, like... seriously amusing it turns into this..." Pausing for a moment, James circled his free hand in the air while he tried to articulate his thoughts. Roxy wished it was on her body instead. "Cackle? Almost? It's very real, coming from somewhere deep within your chest - Like when I try to pull a low note or something."

Roxy's mouth ran dry, heartbeat increasing when her stomach dropped at his statement.

What had begun as probably one of the cutest conversations she'd ever had with James - He wanted to learn all her different laughs? - had slowly turned into a reminder that she was still keeping a massive secret from him. A cackle of all things, such a classic witch trait she wasn't even aware she possessed, certainly was an odd thing to bring down the mood.

Historically, her magical ancestors being discovered outside of the supernatural community had not gone well for them. While she was pretty sure James wouldn't stone her to death upon the admission she was secretly a witch, her worries were mostly of the 'he's going to break up with me' variety. Be it because her kind were typically viewed as monsters to non-supernaturals, or because she'd neglected to tell him or their friends for so long now, she didn't know.

Roxy had waited for to be with him for ages, wanted him so badly she nearly ruined everything between them with a stupid love potion... Was it so bad she just wanted some time as a normal couple before he learned her enchanting secret? Every other teenager girl in the world got to feel this way, so why shouldn't she?

"Maybe cackle wasn't the word I should have used-" James began, sensing something he'd said bothered her, before Roxy spoke over him.

"No, it's alright... Just caught me off guard." She mumbled into his soft shirt, squeezing him a little bit tighter.

If my laugh is so obvious, I wonder if there's anything else I've overlooked.

Maybe her back was growing haunched or her skin was starting to develop an emerald hue.

James just kissed her temple, the conversation coming to an end when he reached out to the coffee table and picked up the TV remote, asking if it was okay if he put something on.

Roxy just nodded. Hockey wasn't starting up quite yet, about one week to go, so he just flipped to some random football game for the time being.

Though he was commentating, sharing with her any and all aspects of the game, his words fell on deaf ears as Roxy found herself stuck in her head as she clung to him. Mind endlessly twisting, thinking of all the horrible things he might say to her if she admitted her double life as a witch... Never once considering he might not find it that strange at all.

[cookiesupplier]

A Friend Down In Hell - Part Eight

pairing: Nick Folio x ofc (Ishtar)

warnings/tropes: slow burn, pining, idiot in love, language, drinking, mentions of violence, mentions of torture, mentions of religious mythology.

summary: Folio can't quite tell you how long he's been dead, but it doesn't matter when he has friends like his, and Ishtar. Ishtar, with whom he fell in love the moment he met her. The problem? She doesn't know it. How does he convince a demon, who is practically immortal, to date him when he's dead? How did Ellie do it so easily?

author’s note: Unbetaed.. Enjoy!

tags: @spicywhenspeaking @tearfallpixie @cncohshit @nyxthedestroyerofworlds @lyschko666 @bngurngheart @lacktoesandtoddlerants @sorrowsofsilence @collapsedglasshouses @vinyardmauro @dsireland86 @4rtificialfolio @emmmm127 @badomensls @agravemisstake @sunsshinesunny @blackveilomens

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“Ellie, Ellie, Ellie! What did she say? What did she say?”

Folio knew that Ellie had spent the afternoon with Ishtar yesterday, she’d left work early so that she could get lunch ready for when Ishtar went over to visit Ellie for lunch. Folio had promised that he and Jolly were more than capable of holding down the fort for the last part of the day. Not only had they not had any souls left on the list, but if they had any random souls popping up out of nowhere, they’d be fine taking care of them. They’d been working together for years anyway and had been fine for the week she’d just not come to work.. But Folio hadn’t said that, not wanting Ellie to feel bad about it. He knew that was an iffy issue, considering what had brought it about in the first place.

If he said anything, he just knew he’d get a look, probably a comment to boot about the whole debacle again, and what he really wanted to know about was what had happened with Ishtar, so he was willing to jump right-over all of that.

“So, come on, don’t leave me in suspense, please?”

Sitting across from her desk, looking to her pleadingly, only for Ellie to glance over to Jolly,

“So, Jolly, guess what?”

No, no, Ellie, please don’t do this to him, she wasn’t really going to do this to him was she? Folio looked over to Jolly for support, please don’t help her, please, please don’t play into this, Jolly, J-man, Joakim, one of his best friends in the whole world, human buddies, sticking together, come on!

“Jolly, help me here man…”

Jolly looked up from his guitar that he was strumming bored today instead of one of his books, Folio just hoped that meant he wanted to be disturbed even less than he usually did, and he’d help him by diverting her back to him.. But then the next thing he did sealed Folio’s fate in the conversation, and he knew it.. Jolly smirked and set his guitar down in its case by his desk.

Crap.

That was not a good sign, at all. He was doomed. Jolly was about to help Ellie torment him, he could tell now. This had to be payback for something, but he couldn’t quite tell what it was, but it was something. Whether it was, for all the times that Folio had spent the mornings wired and hyper day in and out here in the office over the years, or the times Jolly had to carry him home from the bar? Hell, maybe just having to put up with him and his hangovers constantly. Either way, Jolly was about to be a pain in his ass side with Ellie when he needed his buddy on this one.

Groaning, all he could do was watch as Jolly looked over at Ellie as if it were just any other day and not some life altering event in Folio’s Afterlife. It was, thank you! Life Altering, well, Afterlife altering technically as it were, but the theme was still there!

“You’re going to have to give me a hint, Ellie, I could be guessing a lot of things here.”

“Nooooo.”

The giggle that came from Ellie from his dramatics was not appreciated, thank you very much. Yes, he was well aware, but he thought it was warranted considering what she was doing to him.

“Come on, Ellie, please, have a heart here… are you really going to keep this a secret? Are we not friends, the bestest buddies ol’ pals? Please?”

“A hint. Well-”

Ohhhhh dammit! Folio rolled his chair all the way towards her desk using his feet to drag it across the room and propped his head up on her desk, his hands clasped together under his chin, fingers laced together as he begged,

“Please, please, pleeeaasseee Ellie?”

She just looked at him, crossed her arms across her chest and looked at him with a raised eyebrow, she was holding this over his head, and he just looked at her wide-eyed all pleadingly, she had to give him something, anything, right..

“Remember this moment, Folio, the next time you think it’s smart to keep secrets from me.”

Oh, shit.. And he thought Noah was whipped for doing what she wanted over the whole not telling her she was dead, damn, she was good. Jolly snickering from the other table though as he moved to pick his guitar up again got her attention,

“Go ahead laugh, revenge is best served cold, Joakim.”

Oops. Who knows what she might come up with the longer he had to wait, when Jolly looked over at him, all Folio could do was shrug, shit, he couldn’t do anything for him.. She’d just gotten him outright.. As he looked back at Ellie now though..

“Does this mean you’ll tell me what Ishtar said, now?”

Looking at Ellie hopefully, if she wasn’t going to continue holding it over his head while tormenting him about Ishtar, because he really wanted to know about what had happened when she had gone over to her apartment yesterday..

“Nope.”

Folio just stared at her for a moment, a slightly dumb founded, wait.. Wait.. what..

“What, what do you mean, nope?”

Raising an eyebrow and tilting his head slightly as he looked at her hopefully,

“I mean nope.. Ishtar is my friend now, and she-”

“But I was your friend first! You said, and I quote I’m like your little brother, which makes us family! Ellie! Family first! Right Jolly? Family first! Ha!”

He pouted as she looked at him,

“I’m staying out of this.”

Jolly sat off to the side strumming his guitar but his focus very much on the tennis match of a conversation that was happening between the two friends when it came to the issue at hand.

Folio just shook his head at that, of course he was,

“Coward.”

Not wanting to risk invoking Ellie’s revenge for his part in the time she didn’t know she was dead before it was due, obviously.. Folio sure as anything hoped now he’d gotten his he was done and dusted his comeuppance with that, please and thank you!

“Come on Folio, she’s the first real girlfriend I’ve made here, and besides, if I tell you everything that she said, then it’s just as creepy as if you stalked her.. This way I can give you a gentle nudge.”

Smiling to him… a gently nudge? Huh… Folio could only hope it would be in the right direction!

He was really not any good with directions.

“Okay, one question though, one.. The reason she hasn’t asked me out-”

“I’m not telling yo-”

“I haven’t finished!”

Taking in a breath, now he had to get this right, otherwise Ellie wasn’t going to give him anything at all, and she’d just leave him hanging out to dry, he could tell now, she was being a stickler, and argh, he couldn’t entirely blame her for that.. Frustrating! It would, however, be like him trying to keep a secret for Noah, from her, horrendous. In his defence, he’d known Noah for years.. But she was right, while she had other friends, he’d noticed a lot of the girls she’d talked to, seemed to flit around her to talk to them, and it was sad. He didn’t think Ishtar would do that to her, not his girl. She wasn’t that kind of type!

“So, her not asking me out, I’m not asking if she wants to or not, okay, I, am just wondering, if the bar was a factor in her choices of… any… at all…”

He cringed.. Yea, dammit, he was no good at this.

Ellie looked at Folio as he cringed, only to see him groan at himself and then lean over her desk and then proceed to bang his forehead with a sigh. Poor Folio, he was really, bad at this, he’d been trying to get the girl for five years, and he couldn’t even ask one question without asking up front.. She could tell what he wanted to know, did she want to date him, and had she not asked because he had only ever seen her at the bar, at work, like Ellie suspected? Ellie knew the answer, but telling Folio that she’d love to go out with him, would just make this too easy for him.. No.. Ellie thought he needed to work for it. Five years, sure, but five years of shot challenges? A girl deserved to be asked properly!

“She doesn’t date or socialise with anyone from the bar, she made an exception for me because I asked to meet her outside of bar hours.”

Smiling slowly as she also remembered the other reason,

“That and I also might have terrified Tony a little by mentioning Lord Sebastian being disappointed when he wasn’t being very cooperative. That certainly put a spring in his step.”

They had laughed something wonderfully about that, even talking about some of the horrible managers that Ellie had had to deal with during the few times she had been able to get work while she was alive. Now though, the guys were snickering at the idea that Ellie had name-dropped, especially after what Folio had said about the manager of the bar the other night, he seemed like a right gem after all.

“But that golden ticket has been used up, if you want a chance Folio, and I say if because Nicholas Folio,” “Ohhhh Folio, she full named you, run while you still can man.” Jolly smirked as he strummed a tune with his guitar, and Folio just shrugged at him while Ellie kept going ignoring them both, he liked that Ellie was being protective of Ishtar, he loved it, and told him that she was going to fit right in.

“If I find out that you have half-assed this, so help me, I will grab my bat and kick your ass six ways to Sunday. I will make you wish you were back in a punishment realm, understood?”

“Yes, Ma’am!”

He gave her a playful salute in reply with a small smile. Ellie sat back in her chair with a small chair, and smiled slightly, Folio looking at her expectantly,

“What?”

“What? What do you mean, what? Nothing else? No plan, no nothing? All we have now is that I need to see her outside the bar, and I’m right back where I started, stalking her.. I don’t want to be a creepy stalker Ellie!”

She nodded to him,

“I know.. Be patient, Folio, be patient.”

He pouted at her then,

“Five years, Ellie.. Five years.”

That just made her smile even more,

“Then waiting just a little longer isn’t going to hurt, now, is it? Trust me, Folio, trust me.”

When Folio was all jittery and frustrated after that, Jolly ended up just kicking him out of the office and sending him home, telling him to just go run it off, something. He knew him though, Nick would likely take his bike out for a ride, and it would help him unwind. Turning to Ellie now, he sighed,

“Please tell me you actually have a plan, and it's not really, the universe will provide or some shit.. Because his head is about to explode. I know I can have some extremely chill vibes.. Sometimes.. But you’ve seen him, the thought that Ishtar has even noticed him, let alone considered dating him, had him so excited I’m almost surprised he hadn’t turned into a puppy and just peed all over the place. If he was a demon, he might have.”

Ellie laughed, and he chuckled along with her, but he wasn’t really joking, he was dead serious, he thought he would have done it!

“Thank god humans can’t shape-shift on that one..”

Agreeing with her one hundred per cent, Jolly leaned back in his chair.

“Yea, that would be a sight for sure, but no, seriously, you and Ishtar talked about some idea right, something to give our boy a nudge in the right direction, something Sweetheart?”

Jolly just scrutinised her for a moment, as Ellie smiled softly,

“You realise she’s left him breadcrumbs over the years, right? Folio has just, not noticed, or been wilfully obtuse? They’ve talked about things, things that she’s liked, things that she enjoys doing.. Events she planned to go to over the years…”

He groaned, Folio, that ridiculous little idiot, so it was right in front of him this entire time, he didn’t need to stalk her, he could have just taken her hints and gone to check out literally any of these things that she liked and viola, hope to run into her there. However, his worry about her seeing him as a stalker, always put him off, when she was always wanting him to take the initiative. He didn’t want to be a barfly, and she didn’t socialise at work..

“Well, talk about a clusterfuck.”

“So, instead, she is going to just happen to cross his path on her own, thanks to me telling her where he likes to hang out directly.. She isn’t worried about the stalk factor after five years of shots and flirting.”

Jolly chuckled, good for her, she was willing to take a risk, and knowing Folio, he wasn’t even going to question it.. Well.. no.. maybe he would.. But he would just thank his lucky stars and may kiss the ground Ishtar and Ellie walked on.

“And the hope, is maybe, if they start talking outside the bar, and she talks to him about things, and invites him to things without the bar.. He’ll get more of a hint! He is going to have to work for it, though, girls gotta have some fun.”

Jolly hummed thoughtfully, thinking about the possibilities of what could come.

“This is Folio, how many years? She can hint, and we’ll just smack him around with your bat, either way he’ll get the idea eventually. We’ll make sure of it.”

With her bat, or a sledgehammer, whatever worked.

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

[world0fmadness]

DIRTY ROSES

vegard “ ihsahn ” tveitan x reader

♡ nsfw alphabet for ihsahn!

୨୧ hope you like this anon! i’m currently working on like four other requests hehe <3

♡ requested by anon | related hc available here, here and here | view my metal masterlist here

reading music recommendations: simple pleasures by kid moxie - the burning shadows of silence by emperor

* 18 + content, please do not read if you’re a minor *

a = aftercare ( what they’re like after sex )

♡ ihsahn is the sweetest when it comes to aftercare! he’s pretty tired after sex but before sleeping, he’ll walk off to grab you some water, making sure you’re well hydrated and comfy!

୨୧ often times, you’ll cockwarm after sex! he’ll slip his cock back inside of you whilst in a big spoon position behind you, keeping his cum inside of you whilst stroking your stomach with his hand as you drift to sleep

b = body part ( their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s )

♡ ihsahn loves your hips! he thinks they’re perfect and when in the rocking horse position, he always holds them to guide your motion on top of him, setting your pace for you and guiding them

୨୧ he thinks his hands! he’s very proud of his guitar playing skills with his fingers and… other things he can do with his fingers

c = cum ( anything to do with cum, basically )

♡ ihsahn will almost never cum outside of you! he just sees it as a waste! even if you’re on birth control and not actually trying for a baby yet, he just doesn’t like cumming outside of you

୨୧ if any of his cum starts dripping out of you when he pulls his cock out, he’ll gently finger it back into your cunt as you whine

d = dirty secret ( pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs )

♡ not extremely dirty but definitely a secret, when ihsahn first realised he had a breeding kink, he was wondering about the small chance that he might be infertile and may not actually be able to get you pregnant himself

୨୧ that lead him to thinking about how he would let one of his band mates fuck you and get you pregnant for him as he watches… but luckily, he didn’t turn out to be infertile so he never told you about those thoughts he had

e = experience ( how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing? )

♡ i don’t think he was ever a player but i don’t think he’d be a virgin either!

୨୧ he’s still relatively new to some things in sex but he’s not a virgin, he knows the basics

f = favourite position ( this goes without saying )

♡ his favourite position is the rocking horse, very closely followed by the mating press position

୨୧ he thinks they’re the two best positions for his cum to reach the deepest spot inside of whilst also providing you with the most pleasure with his cock constantly hitting up against your g-spot

g = goofy ( are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc )

♡ he’s serious during sex, especially when you’re trying for a baby!

୨୧ why wouldn’t he take that seriously? he’s always too deep in pleasure to even think about being goofy anyways

h = hair ( how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? )

♡ his pubes are slightly curly and frizzy like the hair on his head but just a little lighter in colour!

୨୧ he keeps himself well groomed but doesn’t shave off all of his pubes, just enough to where they’re hygienic and not irritating for you

i = intimacy ( how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect )

♡ he’s pretty romantic in his own way!

୨୧ sometimes whilst fucking you, ihsahn will delve into romantic dirty talk about how much he wants to put his baby inside of you and how beautiful you’d look carrying his baby

j = jack off ( masturbation headcanon )

♡ before dating you, he’d masturbate whenever he wanted to but since getting with you and discovering his breeding kink, it’s another thing he just sees as a waste of cum that could be shooting inside of you instead

୨୧ so now, he doesn’t really ever masturbate! he sees no reason to now that he has you, he’d rather wait for you and unload his cum into you

k = kink ( one or more of their kinks )

♡ i expand on his kinks a lot in kinky business but i’ll put the simple kinks without the expansion here

୨୧ wax play, breeding and period sex

l = location ( favorite places to do the do )

♡ his favourite place to have sex is just in your shared bed! it’s where he’s the most comfortable and can do his favourite positions, taking his time fucking you and admiring your naked body

୨୧ another reason the bed is his favourite is because it leads to easy cockwarming after sex

m = motivation ( what turns them on, gets them going )

♡ when you’re ovulating, he’s all over you just as you are him! you get baby fever real bad when you’re ovulating and your sex drive is crazy high, you’re often begging him to put his baby inside of you and oh boy does that just make him want to pound you into the mattress

୨୧ seeing you interact with kids usually sets him off pretty bad too! but more in a soft way, it just really strengthens his want for a baby with you

n = no ( something they wouldn’t do, turn offs )

♡ i just can’t see him being into bondage!

୨୧ he just wouldn’t really like it, he likes feeling your hands on his body, your nails digging into his back, your hands holding his and your legs wrapping around his waist as he cums inside of you

o = oral ( preference in giving or receiving, skill )

♡ oral isn’t a huge thing for him because again, he’d much prefer his cum go inside of your cunt…

୨୧ but he’ll never say no to a quick blowjob before a concert or waking you up in the morning by eating your cunt

p = pace ( are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? )

♡ when he has you in the mating position, he’s fast and deep! thrusting into you so quickly yet reaching so deep inside of you due to the position

୨୧ when in the rocking horse position, it’s more slow but still just as deep! he’ll hold your hips down on him, keeping his cock deep inside of you whilst guiding you back and fourth as he praises you

q = quickie ( their opinions on quickies, how often )

♡ he only really likes quickies before an emperor concert!

୨୧ he’s super loud as he fucks into you whilst you sit atop a table in the private backstage room, having just shoved his pants down around his thighs and your panties down to your ankles

r = risk ( are they game to experiment? do they take risks? )

♡ when it comes to him, i can’t see him thinking about trying many risky things or experimenting much! the riskiest things he does is wax play and sex backstage

୨୧ but if you wanted to try something new or risky, he’d probably be open to it as long as it’s not something insanely gross!

s = stamina ( how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last? )

♡ ihsahn goes for long rounds rather than many rounds, it’s quality over quantity for him!

୨୧ his rounds could usually last two hours at most and you usually go for just two rounds

t = toys ( do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves? )

♡ i can see ihsahn maybe liking butt plugs on you! but other than that, i can’t imagine him using any other toys

୨୧ he just thinks they’re really pretty, loves the ones with shiny jewels

u = unfair ( how much they like to tease )

♡ he’s not a tease at all! he likes to get down to business as soon as he can

୨୧ the only teasing i can see him doing is taking his clothes off overly slowly whilst you’re already naked and waiting on the bed

v = volume ( how loud they are, what sounds they make )

♡ ihsahn is very loud during sex! he just can’t help it…

୨୧ he moans super loud and just starts word vomiting, spitting out curses and proclamations of how good you feel wrapped around his cock

w = wild card ( a random headcanon for the character )

♡ when ihsahn falls asleep after having sex with you and filling you with his cum, he has dreams about a cute domestic family life with you

୨୧ he’ll dream about what your future child will look like, what features they’ll inherit from you and how beautiful you’ll look nursing them

x = x-ray ( let’s see what’s going on under those clothes )

♡ i can see his cock being around 7.4 inches!

୨୧ it’s not super girthy but it more than makes up for that in length, he has no problem hitting your g-spot over and over again

y = yearning ( how high is their sex drive? )

♡ his sex drive is pretty average for someone his age! he’s a young guy so you guys probably have sex about twice a week, maybe more if he has emperor concerts because he loves quickies backstage

୨୧ but when you and him really start trying for a baby, his sex drive goes through the roof! he wants to have sex nearly three times a day, wanting nothing more than to constantly fill you with his cum

z = zzz ( how quickly they fall asleep afterwards )

♡ due to how long he lasts and how intimate sex is with him, he’s always pretty damn sleepy after sex and knocks out within a couple minutes, especially when cockwarming

୨୧ but he’ll always make sure you’re okay and hydrated after sex, littering kisses all over your cheek and neck as you drift to sleep!

[politemagic]

Hi Em!!!

3, 10, 16, 18 <333

3. what is your favorite way to self care?

tasty iced beverage + weed + ambient sound youtube videos + ao3. occasionally i’ll play some music instead of ambient sound, but for the most part i like the fantasy/gothic vibes. at the end of a long week you will find me stoned and knee deep in the x reader tag of the moment (dewdrop x vampire reader i am coming for you TONIGHT)

10. tell me about an insecurity you overcame.

we said uncomfortably deep, and uncomfortably deep we shall get. i’ve only recently overcome a lot of my insecurities when it comes to sex. my first boyfriend was a couple of years older than me and he managed to turn it into something completely shameful and embarrassing for me. he didn’t force me to do anything (and we didn’t do much at all) but he DID make me feel deeply ashamed of myself and managed to make me completely uncomfortable with the idea of sex for years. i'll spare all the specifics, but he made me feel bad for wanting anything, bad for not wanting anything, bad for the things i was into, bad for the things i wasn't into, and it was just... bad.

but then came mr. politemagic, who has been so incredibly patient, supportive, and loving through the entire process, even when he thought it was something that i'd never get back. it was hard fighting back against my own brain, the thing that shut down every desire i'd had for years, but 7 years and a lot of love, trust, and respect later i'm more comfortable with that aspect of myself than i ever thought possible. he got engaged to a girl who was terrified of sex and now he's got a wife who's a lil FREAK (and he thanks the lord above every day)

THAT ONE WAS SO MUCH IM SO SORRY ASHDHSKAKS

16. what is a skill or talent you’ve completely lost or overlooked? why did that happen?

i only recently started writing again. it was something i was PASSIONATE about my entire life, something everyone praised me for, and i wrote all the time. i did NaNoWriMo multiple times, and completed it. but then i got depressed, and my creativity went with it. it's been years since i wrote something for myself. but then came Sleep Token and.... well. you get it.

another one is that i used to play bass guitar, but i stopped because i wasn't able to bring it with me to college (and i didn't want to bother my roommate with it anyways). but i've still got it, and i've been thinking about playing again. if i do i'll let everyone know so they can tack on another bassist to swoon over /j

18. what is something you can’t bring yourself to get rid of?

i have a pair of white high top vans that are completely falling apart, but i will never get rid of them because they've got the signatures of just about every musician i've ever met on them. the most important one is i got Watsky's signature at the first show of his i ever went to, and i would cut off my right arm before i got rid of that.

ask me an uncomfortably deep question!

[stoopystuppy]

crippling heathers headcanons 😭

this is just mostly the Heathers + V & JD ueueueue some of them may be OOC ueueueue

Artistic side

 ▪︎ McNamara:

- she'd be the type to have a cute cartoony and vibrant artstyle, and if it were the modern days, she'd definitely be an animation kid

- artstyle is very inconsistent, one second she’s doing an anime artstyle then the next she suddenly know how to draw semi-realism 

- uses pen, paper, markers and colored pencils but eventually switched to digital 

- isn’t afraid to try other mediums but she’s super comfortable with digital

- doodle!! doodle!! doodles!!

- vents via art

 ▪︎ Duke:

- she’s defo a painter kind of artist (more comfortable with oil painting), draws whatever she sees; objects, old pictures (she sometimes draw her gfs but hides it from them)

- experiments with different mediums

- she’s the type to say “lol yeah this is just a sketch” to a finished-looking output

- hates her works and probably burns them (the others cry for her but she’s like “lmao”)

 ▪︎ Chandler: 

- isn’t really the artistic type but since she’s surrounded with artists she kinda has those amateur artstyle that doesn’t look messy but has no knowledge in anatomy and such

- draws a lot of clothing designs (likes to draw floral designs)

- her gfs support her and they try to make her designs real and they wear it for her

- she just draws for fun or if she’s bored

 ▪︎ Veronica:

- can’t draw for shite, very messy and shaky hands because of coffee and little to no experience

- the type to draw pp for fun

- but fr, she would attempt to do realism and loves drawing with graphites

- does scenery artworks and portraits

- combines traditional and digital (linework in traditional, colorwork in digital)

 ▪︎ JD:

- the type to draw small edgy stickmen but when he draws seriously its like he's a facking god 

- draws in a monotone color (usually black)

- comfortable with using only charcoal and graphites

- throws his art away (the only thing he and Duke bonds over /j) 

▪︎ Martha:

- SHE HAS THE ANIME ARTSTYLE!!!

- loves drawing animals (especially ponies)

- she and McNamara do collabs together

Playing instruments

 ▪︎ Veronica: 

- plays the acoustic and electric guitar, maybe some drums but she likes playing the acoustic guitar more 

- plays the ukulele time to time

- she's also learning to play the bass (being taught by JD) 

- ironically plays the clarinet 

 ▪︎ McNamara: 

- just likes playing the recorder and drums, had lessons for both

- she also plays maracas and harmonica bc she likes annoying her gfs

- is being taught the guitar by Veronica

- loves learning different kind of instruments, although they don’t get used anymore once she finds a new instrument to play (tho if there are similar functions, the skill will go over it)

 ▪︎ Duke:

- was most likely forced to play the violin

- is learning other instruments via her gfs’ and recently fell in love playing the drums

- being taught the drums by both Veronica and McNamara :] 

 ▪︎ Chandler:

- more on vocal but was forced to play the harp or/and piano 

- does duets with Duke <3

- LITERALLY THE ONLY ONE THAT DOESN’T PLAY THE DRUMS BETWEEN THE FOUR OF THEM

- and also the only one that doesn’t have any plans on learning or hoarding other instruments because she’s burnt out with playing the two

▪︎ JD:

- pianist and a self-taught bassist 

- his mom was supportive of him playing the piano and he had piano lessons when she was still around but he stopped learning when she’s gone because he didn’t want to be reminded of her for the longest time

- bought his own bass with his own earned money to distract himself and learned it instead

- good thing for him too because it wasn’t as loud as the piano so his dad doesn’t scold him

- every single time he sees or/and touches a piano, he feels his mom around and would be emotional, he doesn’t have any plan on coming back but gets sentimental when he gets a chance to play it

Texting/Chatting style

 ▪︎ McNamara:

- loves using tone indicators and often uses them in her messages

- she types really fast and would make a lot of typos but fixes them 

- doesn’t care about punctuations and would elongate her words

- loves loves loves using emoticons because she thinks its cute :D especially these ones; ٩(＾◡＾)۶ , (ᗒᗣᗕ) ՞, (づ ◕‿◕ )づ , (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) , (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

- loves using (yellow) emojis like; 💛✨🎉👑🧀

- enjoys keyboard smashing and using caps lock because she thinks it shows her excitement on things or shows how upset she is; "DHMJDKWODUQKOSHWJISJSJZ!!!!!!" and "hdjsksjnsnsnkz"

- laughs in either keyboard smash or “hehe”

- ex;

  Mac-a-: Guysssss i splled milk n the bed :((( /srs

  Mac-a-: spilled* on*  sowwy ╥﹏╥ fnkfianmkf /lu

—--------

  Mac-a-: UWUWEUUWEUWEUWUEWUEWUU✨✨✨✨✨✨

  Chandy: ????

 ▪︎ Veronica:

- uses tone indicator a lot for McNamara, Martha and JD 

- has good punctuation and grammar but does not give a damn about capitalization nor does she put periods at the end of her messages (unlike a certain someone)

- uses "lol" "lmao" and etc in a lower caps

- sends copypasta bc she thinks its funny

- the only time she uses caps lock is when she's screaming or laughing

- ex; 

  -Ronnie: is anyone up for pizza? /genq

  -Ronnie: no? well, that's alright /nm

—--------

   -Ronnie: cum

   Chandy: y am i dating u

 ▪︎ Chandler:

-  she isn’t really up to date with tone indicators and one time someone was ranting and she’s just “ok what the hell is a /neg” and then everyone just screamed at her (via chat form) and told her to shut up (only V and M did that) and that JD was venting lmfao

- she later was then taught about tone indicators and uses it sometimes (only with McNamara)

- uses emojis a lot and laughs with emoji; 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣

- T A K E S   H O U R S  TO RESPOND but expects you to respond to her quickly 😭 

- she’s too lazy to type so she either uses auto-correct/predictive text thingy to continue her sentences or she literally just have missing letters in her words and go like “wht u doin??”

- her texts are literally either “r u hre? ive been waitin 4 u🙄😒😪” or “Are You Here? I’ve Been Waiting For You 🙄😒😪” (auto-correct/predictive text)

- followed by that is 3791874218 missed calls from her

- IRONICALLY SENDS THOSE “GOOD MORNING” GIFS FHIWAINFISAF and McNamara’s the only one who hearts it and replies with a “GOOD MORNING!!!”

 ▪︎ Duke:

- talking to her would literally be like talking to a bot or reading a research paper, bc of that she’s such a dry texter

- girls got proper punctuation, proper grammar and capitalization, EVERYTHING

- often gets annoyed when she sees grammar mistakes and would fix it for the person

- will literally type a whole paragraph scolding you to type better 

- doesn’t laugh in “haha’s”, just uses “lol” in lowercase, uses "lmao" after every offense towards others or herself

- barely text/chat and would rather just vc and send vm instead and then McNamara and Chandler join her and they all just started sending vms (V: w..what?)

- ex; 

  Dandy: Don't forget, we have an assignment due later at 4PM.

  Mac-a-: waIT WHAT??!?!

—--------

  Dandy: I hate myself lmao.

  Chandy: dont 😐😘💞

  Dandy: K.

—--------

  Dandy: I want to kill someone.

  John Doe: same.

  Pony Martha: You guys are /j right? 😊😊

  Dandy: *seen*

  John Doe: *seen*

  Mac-a-: aRE YALL /J OR /SRS!??!!??!?!?!??!

▪︎ JD:

- types slowly and somehow still makes typos and he doesn't fix them

- he just lets other people interpret what he's typing because he doesn't give a damn about them

- nor does he give a damn about proper punctuation and grammar although he adds a period at the end of his messages

- just uses tone indicators for Martha, Veronica and McNamara

- uses emojis but only the edgy looking ones; 🖤💔🔪🔫⚰🥀

- laughs in “haha’s” and doesn’t use acronyms

- ex;  

   John Doe: wnns sese my hmsrerz.

   Chandy: what

   -Ronnie: sure

   John Doe: *sends pics of his hamsters*

—--------

   Chandy: istg ur worse than me

   John Doe: slay.