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rimaiahwrites · 2 years ago

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Know better

Connie catches you playing with his gun… short spanking, bratty behavior, softish dom!connie, sub!black!reader, aftercare, fluffy.

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Your stomach growled as you stood up from the bed and went to the kitchen to grab something to eat, then went to sit in the living room with Connie, “hi my handsome boyy.” You grinned as you leaned in to kiss him on the lips. He ignored you, mumbling a quick “wassup” while aggressively clicking on the buttons of his controller.

You huffed loudly, Connie was paying you no attention today because he was too busy on the game with his homeboys, eren, jean and ony. You pouted and laid your chin on his shoulder “Bubba you’re not paying attention to me” you whined. His eyes still glued to the tv not hearing a word you just said but apparently all the boys talking through his headset did because you could their loud asses asking for you to say hi, so you grabbed the headset from Connie and placed it on your head. “Hi boys yes it is I the princess.” They all chuckled and each said their hi’s and hello’s.

“Where you been at girl?” Eren asked, the group hasn’t hung out in a minute because normally the kickbacks were at yall house but since Connie been working way more lately nobody has really had the time to hang out.

You huffed and looked over at Connie giving him the side eye, “nothing just at home dealing with your annoying ass brother he’s been ignoring me all day-“ before you really finish Connie snatch the headset from you. You flipped him off and grabbed your phone to go back up stairs. “She tripping y’all know she spoiled as fuck.” Stomping your back up stairs to your room to find something to do and just as you walked past the dresser Connie’s gun was just sitting there. Curiosity got the best of you and you grabbed the heavy weapon, it looked so big in your hand compared to the way it looked in Connie’s. You pulled your bonnet off and posed in front of the mirror with it in your hand, your finger off the trigger. You giggled.

Maybe I need one I look like a boss bitch for real. You thought.

“Y’all niggas tripping man gimme my shit!” You whispered yelled putting the gun up and pointing it at the mirror playing like you was a gangsta like mr. baldie down stairs. You kept playing around with his loaded gun saying all the things you hear him say to people whenever he has to pull his gun out, which was only twice because he always tries to be on his best behavior when he has you around, he didn’t really like you seeing him like that or to put you in a position to be harmed with the nonsense he deals with. you were his little princess and he wanted you kept in the dark about all the stuff he puts himself into.

So he definitely didn’t playing with his gun so imagine the shook on your face when his deep voice said loudly “what the hell is you doing?” snatching the gun out your hand and placed in his waist band. “Huh? Nothing I-I was just-“

“Just what? Playing with my loaded gun? Which you know you ain’t supposed to be doing you know the rules”

“I know i was Broad you wasn’t paying me any attention!” You pouted crossing your arms, he fake pouted back and bend down to your height, “oh so you think just because I wasn’t going you my full undivided attention for a couple hours you can break the rule and go against what I say?” Hissed as he sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at you very angrily like he was up to something, it made you very nervous so you stayed as far away from the bed as possible. “Co’ mere” he said lowly making the come here motion with his finger, you stood there hands behind your back playing with the end of Connie’s over sized shirt that laid at the back of your thighs.

“Now y/n.” He said sternly making you jump a little as you made your way over to him. He grabbed you and flipped you on your face, your face was planted on the bed and your ass laid across his legs. You gasped when he pulled your shirt- well his shirt up over your booty and pulled your pink lace panties down to expose your bare skin.

“Con please no.”

“You know you ain’t supposed to be playing wit’ daddy’s gun, you know better so what happens when you don’t follow the rules?”

“I get Punished, but-“ he chuckled and pulled his hoodie off.

“Ain’t no buts, you getting 20 and don’t lose count because if you do imma start over.” He said raising his hand high up and smacking you hard on the plump of your ass making you jump, you gasped loudly reaching back to grab his hand.

“Move your hands, now put them under your chin.” He popped your hands making you whine and quickly hide them away from him. He spanked you again, the tears began to come, you tried your best to keep the sobs in but his rough hands kept coming down on your bottom so hard making it sting.

What made it even worse was you weren’t used him being so mean, your daddy has barely raised his voice at you let alone spank you as a punishment, the most he has done was give you light soft spanks when you would act up when he was in your guts. You almost didn’t know if your were crying from the pain or your feelings being hurt.

“Papa please no more!” You cried

“Nah I already told, never touch my guns so why I come up here to see you playing with it?” He asked hitting you again. You almost couldn’t get your words out

“I-I didn’t put my finger on the trigger!” You screamed.

“That doesn’t matter I told you not to touch it at all, what if you accidentally shot it? Huh? What if you accidentally shot yourself?” he was so mad and you could tell by the way his grip on your waist was getting tighter and his hand was coming down harder making your ass jump, his hand felt hot and your ass you were sure was a bright red by now. Him even thinking about you hurting yourself with HIS gun made him feel a little sick, he didn’t play about you.

You were on the last five spanks and you just couldn’t take it anymore so without thinking of the consequences you reached back and grabbed his hand looking him in the eyes with your big brown teary eyes. “Papa please no more m’ so sorry won’t do it again..” you pouted, you felt like you were in a daze. Connie could see it in your eyes that you were deep in sub space, you looked so far gone. His heart melted and pulled you up to face him.

“Ok baby no more.”

He grabbed your chubby cheeks and kissed your lips softly.

“You won’t ever do that again mama?” You shook your head fast. “I p-promise, never ever again.” You sniffled. Putting your head in his neck breathing his scent in deeply. He smiled and leaned back against the pillows resting against your headboard, he rubbed your back trying to sooth your sniffles and hiccups. He looked down and saw that your bottom was a dark red and big hand prints covering it. He put his hands on it and you jumped a little and let out a whine. He cringed a little, his poor baby he thought even if it was for your own good.

“I just wanna keep you safe and I can’t do that if you don’t listen to what I tell you sweetheart you understand?” You nodded your head still keeping your head in between his neck and shoulder. After a few minutes of silence you spoke very softly keeping your voice very low. “Are you still mad at me?”

“Look at me,” he demanded holding your face in his big vainly hands. “I’m not mad anymore ok? And you did such a good job at taking your punishment mama, my big girl.” He mumbled kissing you all over your face and neck.

“You deserve a reward for taking it like a good girl, what do you want? A new Prada bag? Shoes? Ice cream? Anything you want.”

“Mm…” you said patting your chin in thought. “How about a new bag and ice cream?” And Connie agreed because you were his spoiled good girl…most of the time.

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Might do a part2 cuz it’s not as long as I wanted but just wanted to get this out

#connie x you #connie springer #connie x black y/n #connie x black reader #aot connie #connie snk #dom!Connie stringer #dom!connie #black!sub!reader #black!sub #dom!connie x sub!reader #aot x black reader #aot x reader #aot x y/n #aot fanfiction

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xxch3rryl0v3xx · 2 months ago

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Headcannons!!!

There is a lot and Annabel's head cannon does talk about losing an infant.

Prospero has really bad asthma, (yes he keeps an inhaler and handkerchief in his inner coat pockets.) and it only got worse after he contracted tuberculosis. the disease the red death was inspired by)

Will has a really shitty immune system and its really easy for him to contract illnesses. He also has Asthma because of Black Sunday.

Ada has a chipped tooth. Thats it. She chipped doing housework from when she was a maid. Will also has a gap tooth. They make jokes all the time about it.

Ada also has always been called "unlady like" and she was self conscious of it. But after a while she shrugs it off and gives them a good middle finger. She cackles and snorts when she finds something funny, and also quotes "God forbid a girl [insert something!]" (am i projecting? No. Shut up. Sorry. :3c)

Annabel was supposed to be a twin. It was a boy and they wanted to name him Lee. He died after he was born and Her parents named her Annabel Lee to honor him.

Duke shuffles cards in class when he's bored. Nobody knows where he gets them from and why he always conveniently has them.

Montressor taught his dog a bunch of different tricks. Were some of them stealing from people because 'hes just a little boyy' yes. And some of them were just normal dog tricks.

Pluto is an animal whisperer. ESPECIALLY with cats. Do not leave that man outside because there will be a cat somewhere and they are either Approaching him. Or already purring against his leg.

Berenice is a pencil chewer. Thats thing will be covered in her spit and bite marks by the time she tries to hand it back to you.

and yes. Lenore is a chronic pencil breaker, she had no idea how at this point. It just breaks and shes left their using 2 pencils.

Eulalie likes to collect tarot cards and has a binder full of pressed flowers and leaves. And obviously she has a bone collection. (Her best find is a deer skull and a snake spine.)

Morella will randomly bake for the clusterfucks and misfits. She has a list of all of their allergies and always finds work arounds for each of them.If anyone says no, she pouts and starts asking if there's anything wrong. She fucking loves when people eat her food.

#nevermore webtoon #nevermore webcomic #nevermore #will nevermore #duke nevermore #eulalie nevermore #berenice nevermore #pluto nevermore #montresor nevermore #lenore nevermore #morella nevermore #ada nevermore

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aroacesofspades · 3 months ago

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FINALLY reading the latest bsd chapter and um what the fuck

(tumblr wont let me add a reaction pic bc of the Ten Image Limit 😤 but in my mind, im crying and heaving in my room)

obv: bsd spoilers under the cut

i might be wrong but i think this is the most conscious aku has ever been of his own identity in the series (not counting beast/light novels/other works), or definitely high up there in terms of self-reflection.

not a day goes by that i dont think about dazai's role in the lives of almost all the main cast. this entire panel shakes me ngl. lately ive been rlly pressed on this, and its insane to me how this sole character can shape the narrative so fucking profoundly.

the gall???? /j

oh my sweet, sweet, empathetic boyy....

the fact that he saw aku in a position, SO similar to his own, and THIS is the face we see him make.

i think this is atsushi actually seeing proof that dazai has not always been a good person. but tbh i don't think that this could make him hate dazai, it's just more nuanced than that. if i were to describe it, i'd say that this has made him see just how comparable his and akutagawa's experiences really are. i think this is less about how he views dazai (although i do think that this has made him see dazai in somewhat of a dimmer light, i do think that he believes dazai is changing himself, to do good) and more about his connection to aku.

^ and i'm just going to note that aku and atsushi have dealt with, what was a very similar situation, in two very different ways, food for thought rn.

something something abt atsushi finally being there to witness this something something the violent cycle of abuse between every-fucking-one in this mf series something something atsushi knowing aku at his most vulnerable and discontinuing the cycle, still choosing to save him

something something about atsushis own abusive circle, and its nuance when we are viewing it through atsushi's eyes something something parallels... the fact that we see them both right after one another

^ i think it's very interesting that atsushi holds both dazai and the director to a standard where he would rely on them to save the world, even after all that he has JUST seen them both do.

WTF WTF IM SICK IM ACTUALLY ILL OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK

the way that after everything, ARGHHH despite everything, they still saved each other. oh honey... do u see how deeply u have changed the lives of the other oh my fuck. i genuinely need to scream out loud in real fucking life because of these mfs.

like ik they understand the OTHER's impact on their narrative, but do they see their own uarghhh. do they see it like we get to??

they see the formed, painted versions of the other, hold it to a STANDARD and now akutagawa's past is deformed and shattered in front of atsushi and u want me to be NORMAL??????

akutagawa who is so close kept about his life that most of what we as readers know about it has been from flashbacks or other light novels RUGHJKLSJSALDJK

enough abt yaoi...

its striking to see how atsushi uses the director as the final motivation for pushing thru his troubles (in this case: the door), much like we've seen aku do with dazai.

except with atsushi, instead of unloading his anger and self-hate onto others (maiming, hurting, basically turning into a killing machine, etc), his hate and the inferiority of his identity within the orphanage, is pushed inwards, even as he tries to resist.

but even if he doesn't seek to find a purpose for living, he still (to some extent) seems to seek support from this (forr the lack of a better word😞) abuser, someone who he genuinely doesn't want to ever see again. yet he takes the position of DAZAI, his mentor, his friend, someone who had once hurt many of atsushi's own closest friends, but never atsushi.

idkk for atsushi and akutagawa, there's always a battle between abuser and saviour, and the line is pretty blurred on where one begins and the other ends. i find this very intriguing :)

^ofc when discussing this, we need to keep in mind that the relationship will ALWAYS be nuanced, especially when told from their povs, because that is how the narrative spooled out. ultimately, they had both found a sense of salvation, and safety in standing where they had stood (thru MANY misguided understandings from all parties and the simple factor that they had been CHILDREN when all this played out).

someone in the comments of the panel pointed this out but the 'redeeming arc' of the director says more about atsushi and less about the director. the director is fucking dead🙏. this is just atsushi's understanding of the director, what he remembers of this person who had wrecked him.

(this is less relevant, but, compared with aku and dazai, the director is MUCH more lenient, willing to indulge atsushi more than dazai had been to aku. maybe (?) bc of the environments they were in?? for all intents, the director remains a father to atsushi, he's dead and no longer changes the narrative, and before that atsushi viewed their relationship as a mentor and a rebel student; whereas akutagawa has had years to reconfigure his relationship with dazai, dazai is a person who is very much still alive and very much still shifting the narrative on his own, and yet all aku really saw of him was the cruel aspects that justified aku's own spite against him, hence why seeing dazai with atsushi had been so jarring)

there is also something to be said for how young both dazai and aku had been at the time, vs the obvious age difference between atsushi and the director. im not really going to elaborate on something that's been said so many times in the fandom already, but dazai was a blind boy leading the blind, while the director had his motives set from the start <thus why we hold dazai to a less extreme standard when discussing his actions, he has never been in a stable environment to begin with, and justifying his actions as if he HAD been would be narratively wrong.

^ alsooo once again reflects on atsushi's inherent nature, to become this tool that saves, that recovers what others cannot, even (and especially) at the expense of his own past and all his attempts to dispel it.

shows how protective he is but also rlly shows how insanely insecure he is...

yk what im sayin?

also. in terms of atsushi's relationship with dazai, I dont think that this has much to do with his opinion on dazai, rather, it reflects his empathy for akutagawa, this is an incident that parallels the both of them even more. atsushi has BEEN where aku once was, he was that boy in the same position and he knows what it's like to feel both contempt and hatred yet also a sense of attachment to a guy in a authority position who was meant to look after u yet crushed u instead.

^ i do think the some of the weight of what he had felt for the director has now shifted into dazai's hands, now that he's aware of all that he has done to akutagawa (ok, not even ALL, this is just a snippet:( ). but i don't think that it is enough for him to hate dazai.

and they definitely (probably... most likely..) won't play into that narrative in the upcoming chapters. i think this chapter was largely meant to further mirror ataushi and akutagawa's trauma and give further incentive for dazai's moral development within the narrative (ie dazai as a character who has been raised in horrible, terrible conditions with morals to reflect vs dazai now who, in atsushi's eyes, is a good man, or attempting to be one)

#pls read this i went a lil wild with it today (being affirmatory w myself)#nyx talks shit #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd 122 #bsd chapter 122 #bsd manga spoilers #bsd akutagawa #ryuunosuke akutagawa #bsd atsushi #atsushi nakajima #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #i need to dissect atsushis brain

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halfbaked00q · 2 months ago

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my biggest takeaways from Casino Royale:

Bond my madlad failwife from the very beginning <3 he was so cool! and then he flips over a fence like an idiot lmao. and then! he drives a bulldozer through a fence! menace!

ah he learned the gun throw thing from uhhh the freerunner guy! very hilarious that this is, somehow, one of the root of all Q's future woes. rip to all of Q's fancy guns. they never had a chance

absolute madlad. Yeah lets run the guy down onto A FOREIGN COUNTRY'S SOVEREIGN SOIL LOL. on, actually, ANOTHER COUNTRY'S SOVEREIGN SOIL, STILL. on CAMERA, no less. amazing. god, you absolute nightmare (affectionate). and also!!! knife boyy!!! at the casino!! I love you, insanegirl

I wasn't originally sold on M as Bond's Mommy and my concession was they Mommy'd her up in Skyfall, but like. mommy-in-law'ed her to Bond vis a vis Silva. Cuz SILVA was the one with the mommy issues with M, and was like, we are brothers, you and I. But now that I've gone full "okay yeah the man did not come out of the factory with Mommy Issues but he certainly picked them up like Normal Wear and Tear." guess that's what happens when you have a wire mother (who doesn't even give sustenance lmao...). viewing the Bond M relationship through a mommy school of literary criticism lens DOES lend an extra wild edge to their interactions tho. Cuz they have these moments where her expression & voice soften and in any other context, this would be the Show Emotion Get Real moment, but then she says the most out of pocket dehumanizing wild shit lmao. "Bond maybe you're too much of a blunt instrument" blah blah- but he isn't one! he's smart as hell, those are just choices he makes lmao! he does this but with wild-ass decisions catastrophic for international relations and resulting in massive property damage:

considering it another W for me cuz Bond! is sooooo subby sub sub boy. Vesper was bullying the fuck outta him and he was sooo "got so bricked up I blacked out and didn't catch any of the rest of that" or whatever variant of that meme. He is sooo into being like. what do you call it. gentle humiliation? like humiliation kink but done with a smile. and then a praise at the end (she complimented his butt and she was like owo you think my butt is cute?). to ME. vibe of my this post (& its linked citations). But even with Solange he was very giving submissive & breedable lol. Hell yea pin that man to the floor, I see you are also a man of culture

Bond Was An Aspiring Sugar Baby from the very beginning.... what do you mean he okay yay'ed himself with Vesper making her sign in for them when they checked in to the hotel lol

He's literally sooo smart he finds M's real name finds her house breaks into her house... and then the opening b&w scene when he's in the shadow with the beautiful beam of light artfully across his face & reveals the clip... soo smart,. and also, gave me noir femme fatale vibes lowkey)

and ofc. infamously. yes Bratty brat brat boyyy

other rando thots

my god he's young in this (about a man who is still fully older than I am)

I think Daniel Craig like. has better control of his mouth in this..?? like I think in later movies he does more of that thing where you carry tension in your mouth and he like. pouts when he shoots. which always kind of twings me cuz Im like now surely a seasoned professional wouldn't do that... but he doesn't seem to in this one? or if he does it's not like. Very noticeable

Vesper in the movie is soo much better than book Vesper, but like, I knew that lmao

men should- be covered in blood and grime and preferably on their knees or slammed against some surface <3

Daniel Craig has rly cute nipples. can I say that? he does, tho. somehow. they just are. lmao

#CR posting

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leorawright · 2 years ago

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Don't fully know if you've done one, but I have many ideas. For instance, Hc's for oni!reader with oni!genji and demon!hanzo? Like, imagine meeting this absolute tank of a being who's just taller and hot (cough cough) just an absolute unit.

Have a nice day 🫡

Hope you don't mind, but I just did this with the normal brothers instead of making them oni too

Shimada brothers with an oni partner

Hanzo

ooooh boyy you have no idea how flustered he was when he first met you

You were just so impressive and intimidating, and while Hanzo looked calm on the outside on the inside, he was so blushy

He was always surprised when you'd walk up and talk to him or protect him in battle but it only fueled his growing crush

Sometimes, he'll get distracted in battle and just watch you fight with a look of awe

Genji

He's always loved stories about oni's and you're just as impressive as he imagined an oni to be

He'd be ecstatic if you let him sit on your shoulders since you're so tall

He'll always talk about how cool and strong you are to just about anybody

When you happen to go on a mission with him, he'll talk to you the whole time and maybe even flirt with you a bit ;)

#overwatch x reader #genji x reader #hanzo x reader

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baby-xemnas · 11 months ago

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sorry for carrying on a whole ass conversation with u via anon asks instead of messaging like a normal person, idk how you feel about that so I'm just continuing like this! Please tell me to stop if this is annoying because I totally get it XDD just gonna call myself that 1 mihopero anon here lol

Anyway– I totally understand your stance on that! It can actually totally put me off a fic if I like character X and Y together but Y exists in the fic but X gets shipped with Z 💀💀 I don't actually have any Law ships but just because it's popular I've tagged something as 'very minor background law/x if you squint' although absolutely nothing to that affect has happened yet. And Bepo is still yet to show up in the fic so it's not like he's overshadowed by anyone! Law searching for him is very much a big part of the story 🙈

I just wanted to come on here and mention it because, where this particular fic is concerned, it's very much at a "Law isn't shipped with anyone and doesn't have to be for the plot but boyy would it spice things up if he had a love interest" stage XD I've considered a lot of different characters for that role but never really liked the ideas so far...and then I found your blog, and lwbp is suddenly in my head! 👀

carrying a convo on anon is totally okay, its less pressure on u and since i have a separate tag for asks now if it gets too much for ppl they can blacklist it

i'm very happy abt ur response because i was sitting here like "ah i mustve come off like a stuck up asshole, even tho i was just being honest" lol ♥♥ ty for understanding

it'd be pretty funny if u tagged it as that ship at first as a "if u want u can read it as that" and then smack them with LwBp LOL

im glad to hear ive infected you :D!!!!!!!!!!!!

and i mean he doesnt have to have a special guy who he spoils, calls cute, naps on and who hugs him for the plot of One Piece either and yet there he is, having one 💗

#anonymous #kotasks #fic is simply able to take it to its logical conclusion - them kissing ♥

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gimblegamble · 1 year ago

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Gim gimgingim my broski my buddy my boo I literally love the nickname plannonthayssisido that’s so cute oml WOOOOO :DDD

Yes ur walls r great btw I got like snacks n here n shit im lirking in ur shadows I’m sending u invisible appreciation im appreciating u so hard u don’t even no it literally /pos

Oh il ur x desfgin by the way he has such cool hair like if sm1 had fisgety hands imaging if they give it a lil brush u no or a lil tug or put sm cute flowers in it n stuff thatd be cute !!!! he’s a pretty boyi u nko kno u kko yhyhyhyhyh

Also I forgor if I respondede to this yet but ur so correct acc about the new hermits getting thei own crushes on Mumbo too HC stands for Hermits CrushingOnMumboJumbo acctuallye u r so correct n try 💀<<<<333333

…………. Def not m havin thoughts aboy the diff between ppl resctong to gem vs Skizz if they were to find out they gained a hot crush on Mumbo too….. like…. Bro imagine……..

Ppl going to gen like awwww that’s cute bestie we lov that frfr gem welcome to the club bestie n shes so sweet w mumbo n it’s all good n she might be deadly enough to casully take out a sword n death glare any competitors sometime if they’re tryna crash in any dedidcated Mumbo time (COYGHCOUGCVOUGH Grian COUGHCOIYHCIIHJ) but it’s all good ukno all cute :))))))

But like Skizz. And here’s the thing Skizz is such a huge teddy bear o a guy. Fav angel dude fr. But like. I’m lookin at how ZIT already had like a whol competition bet thing going on w seducing Mumbo Outta his sexy pristine normal asssuit pants. I’m looking at the hints of possessivendsc that like Z n I n T all had at times b4 w dear ol mumby boy. I’m lookinh at thr bond ZITS hav going on n how Skizz could b having a gay ol time w mumbo n maybe flirting just a tad (a lot lol) n maybe he throws Mumbo over his arm cus he cute like that n S catches one of the others eye just for a second n motherfucker would SMIRK. LMAO ‘look bitches I got ur man now he’s my man what u gonna do bout it <3’ like iys probs not on the level of Doc n Grian (n X n Scar n probs Keralis lol) petty aaaa possessiveness rivalry becaus ZITS r still a lol goofy w it y’know ykno but like

Sometimesz

Sometimes.

Hffhhffhhffygufhghvvhvjjvjvjvvjjbbj ty gim happy pride btw rip I’m a fruity little plannon today <3

- 🌱 Anon

Plannon it is then! ^^ lmao always a pleasure to receive a message from you. Feels like I have a penpal in the world somewhere. Apparently in my walls though so I hope you're still comfortable in there with how cold its getting again??? (last week we were at the >20C?? Now we're back at single digits???? What happened?????).

As for my Xisuma, maybe no tugging since he has some very sensitive hair roots but flowers are always welcome! (I still think he needs a haircut though)

I agree on your interpretation of the true meaning of HC and shall immediately add it to my dictionary lmao.

Actually I haven't really thought about Skizz all that much so I'm pretty interested in some headcanons about them. I don't really see much of Skizz in general I suppose.

I say that but for some reason I had no trouble hearing this sentence (‘look bitches I got ur man now he’s my man what u gonna do bout it <3’) in his voice so.. lol.

Happy pride as well plannon! go and be your fruity little self and have fun.

#gim gabs #gim's stuff #gim's drawy bits #Xisumavoid #🌱 anon #dandelions and poppies mostly because they're the most abundant flower types in mc #thanks for the ask plannon!#hope you have a fantastic day ^^

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hoonvrs · 2 years ago

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tbh i would’ve stomped on her shoes too if i wasn’t being dragged into moshpits by the LENG BOY 🤕💞

the amount of people i saw wearing white trainers like i’m not being funny my trainers were black and they are definitely unsaveable so idk how THEIR shoes are doing 💔 especially people in clavish moshpits on the mud - it wasn’t even just mud i watched someone vomit right next to me and then he just proceeded to carry on jumping over it like thag was normal

the sleep i had was so good and then when i got up out my bed i almost dropped to the floor bc my legs hurt so bad 😞 wireless has been my workout for the next couple months fr

LENGG BOYY👀 lil tip to find all the leng coloured boys ( white boys OUT! ) go to manny they’re all leng there i swearrr ( go to town TRUST )

my bsf lil sister went with her docs🥴 brought one back WIHTOUT a whole solleee and they were brand new my bsf wanted to sobb😭😭

but guess what no sixth form anymore😁😁 imagine if you had psych and socio the next id scream

#inbox — new msg!#ri !#iix — moots!

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krav3nn · 2 years ago

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Tokio hotel head canon: getting a pet and naming it after them

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⚝ BILL KAULITZ ⚝

➦ when you told him you told him you had a surprise for him he was very excited

➦ but when you came in there with a puppy?!?! He jumps up and down LIKE HE DID IN THE “jumbie” VIDEO (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )

➦ he would be so thankful and happy, he’d just run up to you and kiss all over your face playfully and then go to grab the puppy

➦ he’d sit on the floor and play with the puppy, using a baby voice when he speaks to the dog while you’re just there admiring him

➦ when he asked the dogs name and you said “billy” he literally DIEDD!! he looked at you with the softest face ever and started to tear up

➦ the dog LOVES bill and bill treats the puppy like his son, you guys are like a cute little family with Billy!

☠︎︎TOM KAULITZ☠︎︎

➦ when you told him you had a surprise he was kinda suspicious, tom being Tom, he would immediately think you were gonna show him somthing sexual

➦ when you showed him a CAT?! All I can say is pickachu surprised face. My man was SHOCKED.

➦ His rough exterior immediately broke and he ran to you to hold the cat.

➦he asked it’s name while looking at the cat and holding it like a baby.

➦ when you said tommie he looked at the cat with adoration

➦ Tommie, that’s…thats fucking adorable” tom would say as he would lift up the cat, Simba style. Tommie is toms DAUGHTER! he’d hold her like a little baby :,3

𝄞 GEORG 𝄞

➦ you walked into you and George’s house where tokio hotel was preforming with a dog kennel.

➦ when Georg saw the kennel, he looked at you like, “ what did you do 🤨”

➦ when you finally broke the news that you got him a DOG?! bro was very excited, though he wouldn’t show it. He just had a sweet smile on his face but in his head he was doing backflips

➦ he would be like “who’s a good boyy~!” “You’re such a cutie.” But then he asked the dogs name.

➦ quiet literally fell to his knees on the floor, died, was resurrected then died again. He gasped like 100 times. “GEORGIE?!?! that’s so cute 🥲”

➦ He would give you so many “thank you’s” and kisses. He’d be so so happy and thankful. He loves his baby’s.

☾GUSTAV ☽

➦ he was just chilling on the couch when you came in and ran to y’all’s shared bedroom. He’d be so confused. Normally you kissed him and said hi before you went to y’all’s room

➦ when you came out and grabed his hands and lead him to y’all’s bedroom with an excited smile.

➦ you put your hands in front of his eyes and walked him in the room

➦ baby boy was in LOVE with the cat when he saw it. When he did see the cat he cooed and started tearing up

➦ He wanted to know it’s name right away. And when you said “Gustavee” he looked at you like “☺️🤔😦😭” when I tell you he BALLED his eyes out, he did

➦little baby feels so loved and special that you named yalls cat after him. He just put the cat in this lap and cried. It’s safe to say he was so protective of Gustavee.

➦ when other tokio hotel members come over and pick up and and pet her, he’s like, “be careful!” “Be gentle y’all she’s fragile 😠”

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Thank you, @billkaulitzishot for requesting!!!

IM SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG, my fucking screen time went off and I couldn’t access tumbler. But my mom doesn’t know that I can disable it past 12 am so 🗿

#bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #georg listing #georg listing x reader #gustav schäfer #gustav schafer x reader #tokio hotel x reader

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sparrowhero · 3 years ago

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Assorted Hawks Boyfriend Headcanons

He wants to be a good boyfriend, for real. He tries his best, but the HPSC is a real pain in his ass and his own workaholic nature can get in the way with the man who’s far too fast for his own good. Sometimes he puts a little bit too much on his plate, and takes way too much on himself, so it’s ironic that patience is the most necessary virtue.

Doesn’t date around very much. The HPSC is VERY strict about his image as ‘everyone’s Hawks’ and they bitch him out about you a lot as things get more serious. If you’re a pro, even moreso, but if you’re some no-name civilian, they’re a bit more lenient. He’s good about letting it fall off his back for the most part.

He’ll be late for dates, but never on purpose– unless it’s to surprise you with something! He thinks your glee is just as funny as you being shocked, so watch out. He also thinks it’s cute when you’re (just a little) mad.

Likes to kiss your nose when you’re mad. If you’re shorter than him, he bows his head and looks at you so sweetly, brows furrowed together in faux innocence and asks forgiveness If you’re taller than him, he flashes a big smile up at you and likes to take your face in his hands and squish your cheeks together while he pleads his case that you were just too cute not to tease a little bit.

READMORE FOR LENGTH

He’s not insecure about his height. If anything, he’s very much this tweet:

(text description: a twitter tweet from Arson Welles @ PissJugTycoon that says "I dated a 5'8 guy who'd taunt every jacked, 6'3 bro he met until they'd pull up their fist to beat him up, whereupon my ex would go "heyheyheyyy c'maahn I'm a little guy, I'm just a little guyy, noo, it's also my birthday, I'm a little birthday boyy" & it somehow always worked)

Doesn’t mind if you don’t like heights, can’t fly, or have other reasons you cannot join him in the air either by his side or in his arms. While he prefers to fly around, he’s also fine to walk around “the normal way” or meet up in a secluded place to spend time together.

He’s got expensive taste for himself and dresses himself well (especially because a lot of what he wears has to be tailored with his wings.) But he’d be over the moon with delight for anything homemade, no matter the skill set. He’s just as much the type to wear it immediately or keep it at home just to stare and smile wistfully at when he’s missing you. Kind of a hoarder of sentimental things.

Flops on you like a rag doll whenever possible, completely bonelessly. He likes to cuddle close in between your neck and shoulders. His wings flap a little bit when he’s happy and content.

He can only really sleep on his stomach comfortably if he’s not sleeping sitting up, so if you’re taking a nap together, good luck getting out from under his wings. He spreads those things fully when he’s relaxing and they’re heavier than they look. He likes it when you use him as a lap pillow too.

Will absolutely not tell you his real name for an absurdly long time. Trust doesn’t come easy to him for things like that, and he justifies it as being for both of your safety. Enjoys you making guesses as to what his name COULD be and if you guys are going out somewhere incognito (or as incognito as you can be given he’s a celebrity), he likes to use the various fake names you’ve guessed.

Whenever you get close, his eyes crinkle juuuust a little bit in a bittersweet mix of emotions. He’ll tell you…eventually.

#bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha x reader #gender neutral reader #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader

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respectthepetty · 2 years ago

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So. I’m watching “the theory of love” and I have two things to ask

1. Does anyone actually like Kai? He doesn’t seem to care about Threees feelings at all or about his actions.

2. EARTH IS ON THIS!!?!!???? I stupidly have been waiting for Mix to turn up but obviously this was Pre?

3. Gun never gets a rear does he. Poor guy has to cry in every show he does.

4. They’re in uniforms a lot so been finding the colouring boys difficult so far.

Is that too many questions?! 😂

Anon, I like how you pulled a me and instead of asking two questions, you asked four! So let me get to answering them.

But first, Khai and Third are IKEA Queers, so . . .

Does anyone actually like Kai? He doesn’t seem to care about Threees feelings at all or about his actions.

Me. I like Khai. We are IKEA Queers, so we have to stick together.

Feel free to judge me, but after episode six, watching him suffer was food for my petty soul. This is what I want from my pendejos. If they are going to fuck up as badly as Khai did (THE FAKE-DRUNK KISS!), then I want them to feel pain. A lot of it. All the time. No relief.

And Khai definitely felt it.

All the time.

The idiot would not take no for an answer (but that's a JittiRain special), yet Third gave him back all the pain he gave to him, and that's what I like to see - revenge. Even in the special, Third was still kind of a jerk to Khai, and was looking even better for it.

I would never believe they would make it beyond this show (even with the four year time skip), but JittiRain said they are still together and going strong in Vice Versa with "RELATIONSHIP" right above Third's head, so . . . good for them?

Gun never gets a rear does he. Poor guy has to cry in every show he does.

Earth, Fluke, First, and Gun. Those are the men you hire if you want them good ass tears.

Amen.

Earth and Fluke had Until We Meet Again while Gun and First had Not Me, and those are both top-tier shows for most people. Imagine all four in one show, just crying, destroying our hearts every week. However, I'm going to put this on the record right now though - - First can outcry them all. I believe this with every fiber of my being. A director would just have to say "Khaotung doesn't want to be your friend anymore" and GAME OVER!

EARTH IS ON THIS!!?!!???? I stupidly have been waiting for Mix to turn up but obviously this was Pre?

The wildest thing to me is Earth played Type in Love by Chance which means he was Type of TharnType before the role was recast. Can you image Phupha as Type?! I have never watched a MAME series, but this seems WILD to me.

And Earth was paired with New in Water Boyy, like New of TayNew.

And of course, we got that taste of him with Papang in Moonlight Chicken.

So I think it's strange that Earth has worked with Mix several times when the behind-the-scenes for A Tale of Thousand Stars seemed as if director Aof was ready to murder Earth because he was playing around between takes, while Mix was crying every two seconds from stress and anxiety (which caused him to pass out). Mostly when White was RIGHT THERE!

Please, GMMTV, keep mixing things up forever and ever. Amen.

They’re in uniforms a lot so been finding the colouring boys difficult so far.

I watched it when it aired and haven't rewatched it since, so I don't remember if there was color-coding, but from my saved pictures, it seems like I had a theory that Third was a Yellow/Orange Oddity

but I have no notes, and the other pictures aren't telling me a complete story, so I think I got upset watching it and stopped tracking the colors. I stay petty.

I'd have to go back and rewatch it to give you a proper answer BUT I won't do that if JittiRain screws me over for the sixth time with Be My Favorite. So I'll make a deal with you, Anon - If Be My Favorite doesn't give me lies, manipulation, and the normal JittiRain (JR) nonsense to the extent her other series have included, I'll go back and rewatch Theory of Love for potential color coding.

But if JR fucks over my baby boy Pisaeng, not even the IKEA Queers can save this color-coding mission.

Pray for us all.

#theory of love #theory of love series #khai x third #they are IKEA queers #color coded boys in love?#not sure but if JR doesn't mess around for the sixth time I'll find out #pray for us #amen

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prince-rowan-of-the-forest · 2 years ago

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Faeries in the City

Virgil and Roman return from their completely normal and totally unmagical hike in the forest. Only difference if the faerie they seem to have in tow.

But despite Virgil's hesitations and Patton's worries, Deceit's presence in their lives only seems to make things better.

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Second Part to Faeries in the Forest | Ao3 | Third Part

Warnings: A panic attack, OC being an asshole.

Pairings: pre-established Prinxity, implied anaroceit (as a note nothing is actually said straight up, but these are the intended ships)

Word Count: 6060

Note:

hooo boyy this one's been sat in my drafts for - what was that? seven months? can't be! I wouldn't let a fic sit around for that long... hehe... he... totally not-

But! here's the promised second part, finally, I've added it to a series on ao3 instead of making it a second chapter, just because I felt more comfortable doing it this way, but the first part should probably be read for this to make sense!

Please leave me comments and lemme know what you think! I really appreciate it :)

Otherwise, happy reading!

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“I am not getting in that thing,” Deceit protested the moment he saw the taxi pull up, “Big metal death trap-”

“Well if we want to get back to the city this is the only way we’ve got,” Virgil said, giving both Deceit and Roman a look as he climbed into the back seat of the cab, “Unless you want to walk for two more days?”

“Definitely not,” Roman huffed, “I’ve had enough of walking for a lifetime.”

Deceit still looked slightly apprehensive, before scratching his nose and throwing himself through the open door and pushing himself up against Virgil on the seat, he couldn’t help a chuckle as he patted Deceits arm in sympathy.

“Hey- everything ok?”

“The metal makes me itch,” Deceit said with a glare at the car, “It’s not pure iron, but…”

“No, and it’s all padded in here, see?” Virgil said, taking one of Deceit’s hands and placing it against the seat Roman had yet to climb into, the faerie nodded.

Deceit sighed, “I see… this is… tolerable.”

“Princey, you coming?” Virgil called, catching Roman’s attention.

“Yeah yeah- just trying to work out my card details so we can pay for this thing,” He shook his head, before climbing into the car and knocking his shoulder against Deceit’s. Virgil thought that, strangely, it was an odd parallel to the situation they had been in the day before.

“Where’re you kids going then?” The driver turned to ask, Virgil quickly rattled off the address of their apartment building and they began to speed off down the empty, dusty road.

“Oh god,” Roman said as he stared at his phone, “Pat and Lo have been going insane with text messages….”

“We’re going to have a lot of explaining to do…” Virgil sighed.

“I’m sure you two wonderful mortals will be able to talk your way out of this situation.”

“Oh yes,” Virgil said, waving a hand as his voice dripped with sarcasm, while Roman muttered a quiet 'rude', “Sorry we went missing, we got lost and ended up bringing home a faerie-”

“Perhaps it would simply be in our best interest to not mention my differences, hm?” Deceit pointed out, “It may cause some… panic."

“I doubt it,” Roman shrugged, “Lo absolutely wouldn’t believe us if we said you were a faerie and Pat would be absolutely delighted.”

“If you say so, my prince,” Deceit said, picking up Roman’s hand and kissing his knuckles all while looking up at him with a smirk. Roman blushed red to the tips of his ears.

“You can’t- you can’t use my name like that!” Roman cried indignantly, “That’s not fair!”

“I think it’s very fair,” Deceit grinned, leaning a little closer to Roman in the backseat, Virgil snorted, “You can’t give me a name like Prince and expect me not to use it, can you?”

The rest of the taxi drive was spent in this way, with lighthearted back and forths- mainly between Roman and Deceit but Virgil interjected every now and then as well- until they began to get back into the city proper. It was only when they drove past a Starbucks that Virgil remembered…

“Shit! I was supposed to be working this afternoon,” Virgil said, before groaning, “They’re gonna kill me if I call off again.”

“Not if I kill them first,” Deceit said, with full sincerity, because he wouldn’t have been able to say it otherwise.

“Deceit, you don’t even know who ‘they’ are,” Virgil reasoned, “And even if you did? No murdering anyone.”

“Not even just a little bit?” Deceit asked, though he was smirking.

“No! No murder!” Virgil cried, “I’ll just… see if I can lie my way out of the shift… I can’t go and work for eight hours after all this.”

“Eight hours, really?” Deceit asked, the frown so out of place on his face, “What do they make you do for so long?”

“Uhh.. usually I’ll stand behind the bar and make coffee for people or take orders?” Virgil said with a shrug, “That or cleaning.”

“That sounds simply awful,” Deceit shook his head, “Where do you find the time to do the things you enjoy?”

“Well uh…” Virgil said, thinking for a moment, “I guess I just- don’t, usually? Uni takes up a lot of time and then there’s work and then time for sleeping… I guess I don’t have much time to myself.”

“Have you ever stopped to consider that perhaps your busy schedule that allows no time for you to enjoy your life or take care of yourself may not be helping with your anxiety?” Deceit asked, “Feel free to correct me if I’m being presumptuous, but darling, that schedule really doesn’t sound healthy.”

“No I- I suppose it isn’t,” Virgil said, before shrugging, “But there’s not much I can really do about it, so there’s no point on dwelling on it.”

“Oh, V, sweetheart,” Deceit said with a sickly sweet smile, it made Virgil think the faerie was going to do something he didn’t approve of, “There is always a way out of a bad situation, sometimes you simply must search a little harder for it.”

—-

Their cab pulled up outside their apartment building ten minutes later and Roman helped Deceit out of the car with such an extravagant bow that had Virgil seriously struggling to contain a fit of giggles. That was until a streak of blue practically knocked Roman off of his feet, causing Deceit to take a startled step back and turn to Virgil, who was just getting out of the car.

“Oh my gosh, kiddo!” The blue streak cried, ah, it was Patton, “We were so worried when you didn’t show up to the lecture this morning! And then you never answered my texts and- oh I was so worried! Are you hurt? Did anything bad happen?”

“Pat, please, I’m fine!” Roman brushed him off with a laugh, though Patton insisted on checking him over for injuries while Deceit and Virgil stood awkwardly off to the side.

“C’mon,” Virgil mumbled, taking hold of Deceit’s hand and gently tugging him towards the door, “Princey’s gonna be stuck there for a while.”

“Don’t think you’re getting away easily!” Patton cried, whirling around just as the pair were almost through the door, Virgil muttered a quiet curse, “Virge! C’mon! Not even a hello?”

“No names,” Virgil said immediately, though he almost felt bad when Patton stopped in his tracks.

“O-oh! Sorry Kiddo,” He said, fidgeting awkwardly as Virgil took a deep breath to relax, “But- but anyway, are you doing ok? Who’s your new friend?”

“You may call me Deceit,” He said, bowing. Patton giggled.

“Deceit? Interesting name, kiddo! I’m Patton.”

“I said no names! ” Virgil hissed, though it was a little too late to that, Virgil had felt Deceit shiver when Patton had said his name, Virgil almost flinched when he saw Deceit lick his lips.

“I knew this would be… different… from the environment I’m used to,” Deceit said slowly, “But I didn’t quite expect your friends to be so forthcoming with information so powerful, V.”

“Wait- wha- what do you mean?” Patton asked, stepping back a little, “Did I do something wrong-? I didn’t mean-”

“It’s alright, flower,” Deceit said with a smile Virgil was pretty sure wasn’t supposed to be as threatening as it ended up being, “Nothing is wrong, V is simply worrying for your wellbeing.”

“O-oh-?” Patton asked, confused and worried until Roman came over.

“Hey! Pat! How about we go inside and get some coffee and open that packet of cookies, huh?” Roman suggested, shooting a worried glance at Virgil and Deceit. Patton was more than happy to go with Roman in order to escape the awkwardness, as soon as they were left alone Virgil turned to Deceit, but the faerie spoke first.

“I haven’t had a mortal give me their name so willingly in centuries,” Deceit commented, licking his lips again, “Your friend tastes like chocolate and fresh bread,”

“...Please don’t hurt him,” Virgil said, holding his other arm a little too tight, Deceit had been nice to them so far, but Virgil could never be too sure now that he had one of their names, it was only a matter of time before he gained other’s too, “Y'know- he means a lot to Princey.”

“And he seems to worry a lot, just like you, sweetheart,” Deceit said, gently prying away the hand that had been starting to grip his other arm a little too tightly- Virgil realised after Deceit had made him let go that it had been starting to hurt, “I will not hurt your friends, even if they give me their names, nor will I hurt you and your Prince.”

“Didn’t I say he’s not my-” Virgil paused, looking at the hand that Deceit was now holding. The faerie was rubbing circles with his thumb on the back of Virgil’s hand and the calming sensation made him feel like melting into a puddle at Deceit’s feet, “Whatever, come on… they’ll be waiting for us.”

"Okay," Deceit said, before smirking, "Virge."

Virgil blushed, though he smirked back, and pulled Deceit towards the building, "Not that easy, that's a nickname."

"Darn, and I really thought I had you."

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As they approached the door to Virgil and Roman’s apartment, Deceit sneezed, reminding Virgil of yet another problem. The protection charms and wards he had so thoroughly placed around their apartment would ward off any unwanted fae attention no problem, but even if inviting Deceit into their home would negate most if not all of his wards, they had enough iron and physical deterrents up around the house to ward off any fae regardless. Virgil realised he would definitely have to do a quick tidy before Deceit could even think about coming in.

“I forgot about this…” Virgil grumbled as he opened the door and reached up to remove the horseshoe he had placed so carefully above the doorframe, “I might have to um… clean up a little before you can comfortably come in… is that ok?”

“For a short time, I’m happy to remain out here,” Deceit said with a small smile, “But if you leave me out here for too long, your friend may begin to get suspicious.”

“I think Patton is already suspicious,” Virgil reasoned. Deceit shrugged.

“Point conceded,” He shrugged, “Please get that cursed metal away from me now.”

“Oh, right,” Virgil realised he was still holding the horseshoe,”I’ll be right back.”

Over the next five minutes, Virgil made his way through their apartment like a hurricane, grabbing the iron nails he had set out so neatly- and would usually get very upset about when moved- as well as three more horseshoes and some other small iron nicknacks that he had placed strategically around the house and dumping them all into a bucket which he hid in the back of the wardrobe in his bedroom.

“...You ok, kiddo?” Patton asked slowly as Virgil collected up the cast iron skillet- the only pan they had that wasn’t steel- from the kitchen, “You’re usually so careful with your iron thingies-”

“Yeah well,” Virgil said as he shoved the skillet into the back of a cupboard, “Things change.”

“Not like this kiddo-” Patton tried to reason, “Not this quickly.”

“Coffee’s ready!” Roman called as the pot finished filtering the heavenly bean juice that he’d been making up for the lack of with pure adrenaline today.

“Pour me a cup,” Virgil called, “You know how I like it!”

“Yessir!” Roman called back as Virgil headed back to the front door and poked his head out. Glancing around he found Deceit leaning against the wall inspecting his nails in a way that could only look classy despite him wearing gloves and not actually being able to see his nails.

“Um,” Virgil started, intelligently, “I think I got rid of most of the iron, you can bypass the wards as long as I welcome you, right?”

“That is indeed how it works,” Deceit nodded, pushing himself off the wall and coming to stand in the doorway.

“Then- er- welcome?” Virgil said, gesturing for Deceit to come in, “Come on in?”

“Why thank you, V,” Deceit bowed his head before walking inside and looking around at their- frankly very plain- apartment, “It’s not very… nice, is it? How do you live in a place like this? Where’s the clutter, the decoration? Anything at all?”

“The landlord is pretty strict about what we can do to the place…” Virgil said sheepishly, “We would’ve made it more homely if we had the chance, but we don’t actually own this place, we’re just living here while we study…”

“How are you supposed to be happy in a place so distant and impersonal, do mortals no longer care for joy?”

“No I… guess not? Well- we do, it’s just… difficult with everything that gets forced on us by like- society.”

“Then why don’t you leave?” Deceit asked, tilting his head in a way that, to Virgil, seemed so genuine.

“Where would we go?” Virgil asked, a little sadly, “Everywhere is the same nowadays, and besides- I can barely live without my morning coffee, let alone fending for myself.”

Speaking of coffee, it was at that moment that Roman appeared next to them and handed Virgil a coffee which he drank gratefully despite it still not being cool enough to drink quite yet.

"Hey, you ok?" Roman asked Deceit, "V was very careful about placing all that iron, you know."

"Princey, don’t be mean,” Virgil shook his head, “He couldn’t come in the house with it all over like that.”

“I cannot be blamed for my natural aversion to iron,” Deceit said, “But I am sorry to have indirectly undone all of your hard work, V.”

“Do you have allergies?” Patton asked, walking into the room.

“There are a few things in particular that I cannot be around,” He answered, turning to face Patton, who had a mug in each hand, he passed one to Roman.

“Oh!” Pattons said with a smile that seemed a little forced, Virgil winced, he didn’t mean to make Roman’s friend uncomfortable, “Me too! Well, not a lot of things, I’m just allergic to pollen, did you want a drink by the way? I forgot to ask? And also I should probably know what you’re allergic to so that I don’t accidentally kill you or something I really wouldn’t want to-”

“Pat,” Roman said, tapping his arm gently, “You’re rambling.”

“It’s alright darling,” Deceit said, looking away a little, “If you’re offering, I’ll have tea- preferably herbal- and I have an aversion to red berries and salt, plus I’d rather not drink any honey.”

“Alright!” Patton squeaked, before scampering off down the hall back to the kitchen, Deceit looked back at Virgil and Roman, seeming conflicted.

“He’s… scared of me,” Deceit commented, it wasn’t a question, so Roman just shrugged.

“I think so,” Roman said, “He can be pretty hard to read sometimes.”

“Don’t worry too much about it,” Virgil sighed, “I don’t think there’s much we can-”

Deceit jumped when Virgil’s phone rang, cutting him off mid-sentence. He shot an apologetic look at the faerie and pulled it out of his pocket before cursing loudly when he read the name on the screen.

“Fuck!” Virgil yelled as he stared at the phone- he should pick it up, but for some reason he couldn’t move, he really really needed to pick it up- “That’s- that’s my boss- I forgot to call- shit, shit-”

“V, darling,” Deceit said, calmly plucking the phone from his hand. Virgil looked up, and the faerie smirked, before taking his hand and doing the same thing he had done downstairs, rubbing circles with his thumb.

And then he answered the call. Of course it was only in character that Roman immediately darted forward and pressed the button to put it on speaker. Virgil stared in shock.

“Hello? Am I speaking to V?” Said the voice on the phone.

“You’re really registered with your work as V?” Roman whispered to Virgil, he shrugged.

“Never hurts to be safe,” Virgil whispered back, before looking back at Deceit, who smirked.

“Unfortunately for you, no you are not,” The faerie said.

“Can I talk to him? This is his number- right-” There was a little bit of rustling on the other end of the line, Deceit raised an eyebrow at them both, Roman covered his mouth with a hand as if he was already attempting to contain laughter, “-Yes definitely, alright, who exactly am I speaking to?”

“You can call me Dee,” Deceit said, “I am an associate of V’s.”

“Ok great, do you think I could talk to him?”

“No I do not."

“It is highly unprofessional of him to not be answering his phone when he was supposed to be here for his shift five minutes ago,” Virgil’s boss explained quite harshly, “And I would like to speak with him to enquire where exactly he is and why he isn’t serving coffee right now.”

“If you are going to speak with anyone, it will be me, he will not be talking to you,” Deceit fired back.

“And why is that?” The boss answered, her tone scathing, “Is he too lazy to come to the phone, just like he’s too lazy to come into work on time?”

Deceit’s eyebrow twitched, Virgil almost missed it.

“And if he was, what would you do about it?” Deceit asked slowly.

“Well I- It would be grounds for a disciplinary-”

“Which would entail…?”

“Likely a written warning, since V has already had multiple verbal warnings, possibly a pay-cut if he continues to underperform.”

Virgil went pale and Roman quickly took his other hand, both of them were watching as Deceit’s frown deepened slightly.

“Would this course of action change if I told you that he had been considered missing by friends and possibly his place of schooling until earlier this morning?” Deceit asked, “Would you redact your disciplinary then?”

“Well he’s back now, is he not? So he should be able to come into work, if he were still missing then maybe an allowance would be made, but you’ve implied that he has since returned.”

“And I suppose in your opinion that means that despite the fact that he’s been lost in a forest for a day and a half, is likely completely exhausted from that experience and hasn’t even eaten a proper meal since midday yesterday, he is still in fit condition to come into your shop and serve drinks or mop floors for the next eight hours?”

“I-”

“In light of circumstances, V will not be coming in for his shift today,” Deceit said to the box, scowling, “And if you happen to decide that he still requires this disciplinary thing, you will be facing some very bad luck.”

“You’re threatening me? What the hell can you do? You’re just some guy,” The boss said, they could hear her rolling her eyes through the phone “You don’t even know my name.”

“What’s her name?” Deceit mouthed at Virgil, covering the phone with hand, Virgil smiled.

“Karen Connard,” Virgil whispered back, Deceit smirked.

“You are Karen Connard,” Deceit repeated, “And trust me, darling, I can do many things the likes of which you have no idea.”

Virgil shivered, the way Deceit had used the same pet name he had been using for them but somehow made it sound so sinister and condescending towards Karen, when to him it only seemed to make him feel safer. Virgil wondered if this was something any fae could do, or was it just Deceit?

They heard Karen take a deep breath on the other end of the phone, before she finally spoke, “If you continue to threaten me I will have no choice but to call the police-”

“Oh boo-hoo, I threatened you with bad luck! How scary!” Deceit mocked, Roman had to clamp a hand over his mouth, “As though any human was capable of bestowing bad luck.”

“I- well- you implied-”

“You have absolutely no idea what I implied, in fact you know nothing about me,” Deceit cut her off, “Now, V will not be coming in for this shift, nor will he be receiving any kind of backlash for taking care of himself, do you understand?”

“Fine,” She said through gritted teeth, “This conversation is over.”

It seemed as though she slammed the phone down, but they never would know. As soon as the call cut off, Roman broke out into howling laughter, doubling over as he tried to control his wheezing. Deceit patted him on the back before handing the phone back to Virgil and leaning in closer to the stunned mortal.

“When is your next shift, sweetheart?” Deceit asked, Virgil thought for a second.

“Um, tomorrow, afternoon- uh- I think,” Virgil mumbled.

“If she gives you any trouble at all let me know, alright?” Deceit said, before swiftly pressing a kiss to Virgil’s forehead and turning away as Virgil went bright red, “She’ll be waking up to spoilt milk for weeks if I have my way.”

Virgil took his hand and Deceit turned back, “Thank you… for that- I- I don’t think I would’ve been able to do that.”

—-

“What on earth happened?” Patton asked as he held out a cup of chamomile tea to Deceit (it was the only herbal tea they had in the house), “I heard you talking and- and now Roman won’t stop laughing.”

“Nothing to worry about, I assure you,” Deceit told him, before sipping the tea and humming contently as he leant against the counter.

“My boss just called,” Virgil shrugged.

“Oh no!” Patton cried, moving forward to fret over Virgil, who valiantly defended against his attempts at worrying, “What did she do this time, is everything ok?”

“This is a regular occurrence?” Deceit asked, his tone a little darker than he probably intended, Patton jumped and turned.

“Um- yeah… Vi- um- V’s boss is kinda known for giving the employees a hard time…” Patton mumbled, “I try and bring them in donuts when I can- because I work next door in the Dunkin’ Donuts there, but she’s a really um- a really mean person.”

“Hexing her is becoming increasingly desirable,” Deceit muttered.

“Uh- what was that, kiddo? Sorry I didn’t quite catch it.”

“I said that hexing her is becoming increasingly desirable,” He repeated and Virgil shook his head, “Also… ‘kiddo’?”

“Do what you want to her, no-one there likes her,” Virgil huffed.

“She probably deserves it,” Roman nodded.

“Hold on- hold on a second!” Patton cut in, “Since when were we talking about- hexing people! Are you like- some kind of witch or something? I mean- I know someone who practises witchcraft who shares my major but I didn’t think you could actually- y’know- curse people.”

“Hex,” Deceit corrected immediately, “And no, I am not a witch, however I do know magic.”

“Woah…” Patton mumbled.

“I thought we were keeping this a secret,” Roman said, his eyebrows pulled together in genuine confusion, Virgil shrugged, they had agreed.

“It should be quite obvious that it could be difficult for me to keep a secret,” Deceit raised an eyebrow at the pair of them.

“Why’s that?” Patton asked, looking between them, “I’m feeling wayyy out of the loop here guys.”

“I cannot lie,” Deceit shrugged, “So secret keeping is not particularly a strong suit of mine.”

“I suppose it wouldn’t be,” Patton laughed awkwardly, “You know what, you guys can uh- keep your secrets- anyway, um- sorry for eavesdropping, but I heard that you guys- you guys haven't eaten? Is that right?”

Roman’s laughter died out as Virgil realised they were right. They hadn’t eaten a proper meal since lunch yesterday. He was only just now realising how hungry he actually was. Virgil sighed and nodded.

“Good! I mean, not good, but you must be hungry!” Patton said with a firm nod, “How about- and you’re welcome to say no if you’d prefer to stay in- we go out to that one diner for dinner? I could invite Logan too since he’s been really worried about you both, a-and of course you can come too, Deceit, if- um- if you're sticking around?"

“That would be wonderful,” Roman grinned, pulling Patton into a side hug before Virgil could protest the idea. He sighed, resigning himself. Deceit put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing lightly.

“I would gladly accompany you,” Deceit said with a small nod.

“Alright! Great! Let’s go, I’ll call Logan on the way,” Patton said, rushing down the hallway and opening the door and holding it for the others to file out.

—-

Deceit went with Virgil to the Starbucks where he worked the next day. Virgil had told him that he really didn’t need to come, it would probably be more interesting for him if he went with Roman to his rehearsal or even went with Patton and Logan to the library (though Virgil could understand why he’d decline that one, Patton still didn’t seem to like him much). He still didn’t understand why that meant Deceit had to come with him to sit in Starbucks for five hours, though. It must be terribly boring.

Somehow, though, Deceit didn’t seem bored in the slightest. He sat in the corner by the window and the one plant they had in the shop and for most of the time he had leant back in his chair and observed the cafe. Virgil found multiple times when he looked over that Deceit was staring back at him, other times he was looking around, eavesdropping on other patrons’ conversations or people watching out of the window.

It was just his luck, though, that the moment Karen appeared from the back, Virgil happened to knock over the pot of chocolate powder they used to dust some of the drinks, spilling the stuff all over the floor behind the counter. His co-worker had gasped, before immediately turning away to continue serving the customer in front of her. He didn’t blame her, he probably would’ve done the same to avoid Karen’s wraith.

“V!” She hissed, as expected, appearing at the side of the bar, “What have you done?”

"Oh um-" Virgil said, trying to hide his flinch, "I knocked over the pot- um, I'll clear it up right now-"

"You better," she snapped, "after yesterday's fiasco and all the other problems you keep causing me, you should be thankful I haven't fired you by now."

"I didn't mean-"

"I'm sure you didn't," she snapped again, making Virgil flinch properly this time.

"I swear, ma'am, I didn't mean to knock it over I just-"

"I don't want to hear your excuses, V." She said, about to open her mouth again before she was interrupted.

"Excuse me," Virgil thought he might actually need to kiss Deceit when this is over, thank goodness he was here, "Something is happening here?"

"Of course not!" Karen said, plastering that sweet customer service smile over her scowl as she turned to face him, "Just smoothing over an incident, no worries!"

Deceit frowned, Virgil thought it was interesting, the way Deceit has glamoured himself to look more human, the scales replaced by skin, his ears becoming more rounded and hair losing the flowers. Virgil honestly preferred Deceit's regular look.

"Really? From over there it looked like you were harassing an employee for something that was quite obviously an accident," Deceit said, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course not!" She said with an awkwardly fake laugh, "Really, nothing you should be concerned about, V is just a bit of a troublemaker, after all."

"You think he's a troublemaker?" Deceit asked.

"Well of course, he often messed up orders on purpose, spills things, puts things in the wrong places you know, makes excuses to skip shifts, the usual," Karen said, obviously assuming that Deceit was on her side.

"Of course, and you believe that none of that could possibly have been an accident?" Deceit said, Karen frowned now.

"I mean- of course he did it on purpose! Look at him!"

Virgil shrank back a little bit, he wasn't wearing his hoodie right now and without that blanket of safety felt far too exposed even in his long sleeved turtleneck. He knew what Karen thought about 'people like him'- with dyed hair and piercings and dark make-up. He felt a little like crawling into a hole and dying.

"I see nothing wrong with him," Deceit said and oh hey kissing him was seeming even more of a valid option by the second.

Karen seemed stunned for a second, Virgil could guess that she assumed her opinion was universal. How sad for her.

"Well- I- " She started, "Look, I'm the manager here, I think I know my employees better than you do, I don't want to argue with you."

"And I don't want you to harass V," Deceit countered, "Surely you should be kinder to your staff?"

"What? Of course not! If I'm too lenient with them these slip ups will keep continuing." Karen explained, crossing her arms.

"Surely you shouldn't be arguing about your mistreatment of staff with a customer?" Deceit said, raising an eyebrow. Karen seemed to suddenly realise where she was and simply huffed, turning her nose up at him and turning back to Virgil.

"See to it this gets cleaned up," She said harshly, "now."

"Yes ma'am," Virgil choked out and thank goodness she walked away after that, back out the door. Deceit leaned over the counter and, after looking around to make sure no one was looking, flicked his hand to get rid of the spilt chocolate without a trace.

"You are amazing," Virgil breathed, putting a hand over his racing heart and trying to calm down, "I- I'm really grateful to you for doing that - um - I don't have much to give in return, but I'll buy you a drink?"

Deceit leant on the counter, reaching over and poking his hand with a small smile, "Whilst that would be lovely, you should calm yourself down first, okay?"

"Right, yeah, I can- I can-" Virgil tried to take deep breaths, pressing one hand to his chest whilst he flapped the other hand back and forth in front of him.

"Hey V? You good?" His coworker asked from where she was now serving a new customer, "deep breaths, 4, 6, 8, remember? You can go out back for a little while if you want, I think I've got this handled for now."

Virgil tried to focus on counting his breaths for a moment before nodding, "Thank you…"

"May I join you?" Deceit asked, Virgil nodded and made his way around the counter, leading Deceit through the staff only door and back to the break room. Deceit, obviously, wasn't supposed to be back here, but as he was pulled into a tight, grounding hug the moment he closed the door, he thought that he really didn't care.

—-

Roman and Deceit were scheming.

Virgil knew this, because the moment he walked into the kitchen both of them looked at him, wearing weirdly guilty expressions. After Deceit had assured him they weren't talking shit about him, he could only be left to assume that they were scheming.

Which, frankly, terrified him.

He wondered if it had anything to do with how Karen had called him the next morning and informed him that the Starbucks would be closed for personal, undisclosed reasons and thus he wasn't needed for the week. He'd panicked at first until she'd tacked on that he'd still get paid since this was a management issue and… well that was weird.

Which is why he thought that Roman and Deceit's schemes probably had something to do with it, because Karen wouldn't do that in a billion years. He wasn't even sure paid leave was a thing Starbucks employees could get.

Regardless, he had a free week - other than his uni work, which he could do from home anyway - during which both Roman and Deceit had made a mission of getting him to relax. Deceit hung around even whilst Roman had to go out to the theatre for rehearsals or to campus for his lectures and classes, making sure Virgil was relaxing. Virgil wasn’t used to this, he’d never had someone… look after him, before, and he wasn’t sick or anything but - it was really nice to finally have a break.

“Not to seem rude,” Roman spoke up on the third evening of Virgil’s forced relaxation, they were watching movies, the three of them squished together on their two person sofa, “Because I really don’t mean this negatively, but… I couldn’t help but wonder, Deceit, why are you… still here?”

Deceit turned to look at Roman from Virgil’s other side, and for the first time in that week Virgil felt the stab of fear that had always accompanied the idea of the fae poke through his ribs again. He trusted Deceit - mostly - but he still.. Hadn’t know him long enough to know what was safe to say, Roman’s statement was definitely toeing it.

“Because I want to be,” Deceit answered slowly, “And because I believed the two of you didn’t mind me being here, but if I was wrong I will gladly leave you both alone.”

“No wait that’s- that’s not what I meant,” Roman rushed to clarify, “I’m just- worried, I guess, you’ve been here for a while - isn’t anyone going to notice that you’re missing? Or- is there no-one you’d want to get back home to?”

“I highly doubt anyone will miss me,” Deceit waved him off, “And even if they would, I’d have for more time before they came looking anyway.”

“...How so?” Roman asked, now completely ignoring the film they had put on.

“Time works differently in fairyland,” Deceit explained, “You could think of it like… two rivers running side by side, one is this realm, in which time flows steadily, the other is fairyland in which, in comparison, the flow of time changes, while your river is calm and steady, ours is more like a mix of rapids and fast currents, If you were to enter fairyland and return here, you would have travelled further down the river than you would have if you had remained here - how much depends on many factors, you could spend a day in Fairy and come back to find a week has passed, or find that it has really been two-hundred years.”

“I- woah, that’s,” Roman said, face screwing up as he attempted to comprehend that, “That- my head hurts.”

Deceit laughed, “What I’m trying to say is: due to the fairly short time i’ve been here, it is unlikely that more than half a day has passed in Fairyland.”

“And- you’re sure no-one will miss you if you stay?” Roman asked, sounding worried, Virgil felt Deceit tense against his side.

“You don’t have to answer that,” Virgil mumbled, “Princey’s just being nosey.”

“No, I don’t,” Deceit answered, before taking a deep breath, “But I will: No, Roman, I highly doubt many will care that I’m gone, and even if they do, finding me will not be their top priority for a while.”

“Oh…” Roman said, “And um, you’re sure you okay sleeping on our couch?”

“I’ve already assured you it’s fine,” Deceit answered, Virgil saw his smile and relaxed a little more, “A downgrade from what I’m used to, but it’s alright, I’ll cope.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure,” Deceit said reaching over Virgil to pat Roman’s hand, “Now shush, I want to see what happens to the moving picture boy and his dragon.”

“Sorry,” Roman snorted, “I forgot you hadn’t seen this before.”

They fell quiet after that and Virgil relaxed fully into both of their warmth as the film ended and Roman put another one on - Frozen, this time, since Deceit seemed to be enjoying the animated ones more than the live action (they were far less confusing, apparently).

Virgil fell asleep before the end, though, wrapped up in the warmth of Deceit’s arm around him and Roman curled up at his side, he doubted either of them saw the end either.

Well, at least Roman would be happy that they needed to watch it again in the morning, Virgil thought as he finally drifted off into warm, safe sleep.

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