#how do you think Milo got to be Milo y’all?

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Inspired by the latest Reductive Audio:

Lil useless facts about my fav boys/listeners. No hate if I didn’t include your fave, I was making my list off memory and am just now realizing I missed like… three entirely series worth of people.

Vincent

He prefers silver jewelry over gold, but doesn’t care if styles are meant for men or women. He likes what he likes and will wear it. He’s a particular fan of dainty necklaces and women’s wrist watches, but likes men’s rings better.

Sam

He smoked when he was human. Lucky Stripes, since they’re cheap. It was a bad habit he picked up when he was eight or so to cope with his home life. He lost the ability to be chemically addicted to nicotine when he was turned, but he still itches for a cigarette when he’s particularly stressed.

Alexis

She’s very jealous of Will’s attention. She gets twitchy when he’s paying attention to anybody else for too long. This results in spikes of her reckless and bad behavior. It started when Vincent was turned, then when he took in Porter, then when she turned Sam. The most recent was after the Inversion.

William

He cannot paint or draw to save his life. He’s followed five or six Bob Ross paintings, but they never turn out right. He can draw stick figures, but that’s about it. His penmanship is beautiful, though.

Porter

Will made him testify against his maker since Porter’s treatment was particularly brutal amongst Felix’s progeny. Porter didn’t want to, but he recounted every moment of Felix’s torture while being stared down by the man himself in front of the whole council. It was so damming that Felix invoked him to stop. That’s the moment that Porter still has nightmares about.

Lovely

Lovely is incredibly anxious around their human friends. They’re scared that they’ll lose control and hurt someone, even though they’re very well fed and haven’t shown any lack of control in the past. This results in a few months after the inversion that Freelancer thought they were dead, since they showed up on the casualty list.

Treasure

Their older brother is a humanborn freelancer. He’s an enforcer for the Department. They think that fits him well, since he was always sort of a bully growing up. Treasure themself is an investigative journalist who writes for an empowered newspaper. They were trying to get a table at the Monarchal Summit even before they met Porter, but that didn’t pan out.

Freddy

He played french horn in high school. He was pretty good, and was drum major in marching band his senior year. He threw up before every game because he was so nervous.

Bright Eyes

Singer/song writer. Y’all ever listened to the Mountain Goats??? That’s their shit. Slow moving acoustic guitar, songs about the most disturbing and distressing emotions humans are capable of surviving recorded on cassette. Singing at dead coffee shop open mics in the wee hours of the morning. Their voice is raspy and rough, but the texture just draws you into their even timber and perfect pitch. They’re a minor celebrity in Dahlia’s sad boy live music scene.

David

His hips and back hurt So Much all of the time. He figures out that it’s because he’s incredibly strong but not flexible in the slightest. An imbalance in those two factors can lead to a lot of pain. He starts doing yoga after the Inversion when it got really bad and it’s helped a ton. Plus, Angel does it with him, and he likes watching them bend into all of those poses in their tiny, skin tight shorts.

Asher

He keeps track of how much David weighs and makes sure he can comfortably lift and carry that much weight at the drop of a hat. At the end of every work out, he deadlifts David’s weight to make sure he can do it when already spent. He should have been carrying David after the Inversion, but he didn’t have the strength to do it even when not fucked up. He won’t let that happen again.

Milo

He needs reading glasses but refuses to wear them. He tried contacts but he can’t stand to put anything in his eye. So he just squints and struggles through. His phone’s text is blown up like a grandpa’s. David is so bothered that Milo won’t just… get glasses. He keeps passive aggressively offering to add Milo to their vision insurance plan.

Christian

He had a little crush on Asher in middle school that translated to teasing the shit out of him. Which, Asher being Asher, put him off and hurt his feelings. He’s well moved on but sometimes, when the sun catches Ash just right or he smiles that stupid, toothy smile, Christian mourns his own stupidity.

Arden

Desperately protective of Christian, especially after the Inversion. The first time Ash makes a light-hearted joke about Christian’s limp, Arden put his ass on the ground, despite Christian laughing at it.

Gabe

He drove a white Chevy Cameo with a red interior for most of his life. It was lovingly maintained, and since it’s such a rare model, he did all of the maintenance himself. After the crash, the truck was totaled. David still spent a few years trying to put it back together. He called it quits when he was working on the interior and found dried blood under the leather of the seats.

Angel

They have a small stuffed lamb that they’ve had since they were a baby. It’s beaten up, falling apart, and no longer the stark white it started out as. Lambie is kept in their bottom bedside drawer. They only pull him out when they can’t sleep. They were worried David would think it was weird, but he actually finds this more endearing than he can put into words.

Babe

They didn’t start talking until they were three. Their parents thought that they were nonverbal, and had started teaching them ASL as an alternative. Then one day at the breakfast table, they opened their mouth and started spouting full sentences. They taught Asher ASL and the two of them use it when they want a private moment in public/when Ash is overstimulated. (Side note; David also knows ASL, he took courses in high school. Very useful, he loves it. He does not love it when watching them flirt nastily in front of him.)

Sweetheart

They’ve had anxiety since they were a very young child, and it’s always been an internally-sourced thing rather than externally motivated. They recall the first time they ever got in trouble at school (first grade, for pushing a boy who had been tugging on their hair all through recess). They remember the first time they got a B (fifth grade, on a math test they studied for for hours). Their parents had high expectations, but Sweetheart was having panic attacks from the age of three. Definitely something ~chemical~ going on there.

Darlin

They feel pack bonds incredibly strongly. Their body reacts physically when someone in the pack is threatened or hurt, without them even having to think. They shiver when Sam calls them ‘mate.’ When David says something in his lovingly dubbed ‘alpha voice,’ they can’t help but listen. They knew Gabe was dead before they got the call. They thought Ash was dead during the Inversion because they felt David’s dread through the bond so strongly.

Avior

He’s unnerved by human’s tactile nature. Being in a body is strange for him, and he prefers Aria to Elegy (at least before meeting Starlight), so touch is an extreme sensation for him. Humans touch so much. He’s not opposed to it when it’s someone he knows, but handshakes are the bane of his existence.

Starlight

Halloween is their favorite holiday. They start decorating for it in August. They plan elaborate, complex costumes and parties. They desperately want to move into a house so that they can set up scary decorations and shit in their yard and hand out candy to trick-or-treaters. Avid lover of the Spirit Halloween animatronics. They go to Halloween Horror Nights every year.

Camelopardalis

He’s trained himself to use the human terms for things (ex: terra or earth instead of elegy) since some in the Department don’t like it when daemons use their terms. It means that he gets weird looks from other daemons when he talks to them. It’s an alienating feeling for sure.

Vega

He’s never tried human food. He never saw the appeal. What he doesn’t know is that he would absolutely Love dark chocolate if he tried it. He likely will never know.

Warden

Avid reader of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle comics. Just the comics, though. They don’t have an apartment in Elegy, but they do have a small storage unit where they keep their comics. They coalesced a few years before the comics starting their run, and for some reason, they just fell in love. Vega thinks this is silly and that they should be embarrassed, but they refuse to be.

Hush

He loves Popeye’s fried chicken sandwiches. Doc fed him one once and it blew his fucking mind. He won’t make them with magic, either, he insists that they don’t taste the same. Doc has started just getting gift cards for him to keep so he can get one whenever and doesn’t have to wait for them to give him money. He’s ravenous for those things.

Doc

They’re actually a warder, not a healer. Hush’s presence has encouraged them to refresh their healing knowledge, however. Even if he himself is difficult to hurt, he sort of invites chaos.

Morgan

He uses his foresight to see what the owner of his favorite little bodega down the street is going to have for breakfast every morning. It’s his little morning ritual and practice for his magic. He feels weird all day if he doesn’t do it.

Seer listener

Their sight is more potent and more clear than Morgan’s. They can give stark details, see full landscapes, and turn 360 deg in their vision and see the whole space. They also can hear what’s happening consistently, something that goes in and out for Morgan. He figures that they’re just more powerful than he is, something that makes them just the slightest bit uncomfortable.

Damien

Gets incredibly stressed on election days, whether for local, state, or national elections. He forces everyone he knows to vote, volunteers to shuttle people without cars, and has at times volunteered to be a poll worker. But elections make him anxious. He cares so much about the results. Huxley has recently instated a post 9pm ban on watching the news on election nights so that Dames will actually sleep and not stay up all night stressing.

Huxley

Does not eat beef. Not for religious reasons, but because of the impact of beef consumption on the environment. He’s about one step away from a full vegetarian, he just likes chicken and is concerned for his protein and vitamin intake. This is difficult for Damien, who loves nothing quite so much as a rare steak.

Lasko

He was forced to take piano lessons as a child. He hated it, but took them up to the point he left home. He’s still very good, and did get peer pressured into showing off at a random guitar center once while out with the D.A.M.N. crew. He nearly died of embarrassment.

Gavin

He has a collection of very pretty rosaries that he uses as jewelry. He is not religious, and if asked, cannot describe what a Catholic is to you. He likes to wear them around his neck, dipping over his body since his shirts always cut down to his navel. It makes people gasp and blush, which is his favorite effect to have on somebody. His fav one has beads made of mother of pearl and a little, golden crucifix on the end.

Freelancer

They love cheap Chinese buffets. They claim that, the lower the health rating, the better the taste. Their desire for krab rangoons is strong enough to pull them from the comfort of their home at 2 in the morning if the fancy strikes. Damien in particular is horrified by this, and keeps offering to cook them some actual Chinese food.

Dear (Lasko’s listener)

An all star volleyball player in high school and college. They were a setter, and took their team to nationals all four years of high school. They are on the starting line up all through college. When it gets brought up in their trip that Damien plays casually, they said they did too. And then absolutely creamed him.

[annahxredaxted]

OKAY OKAY OKAY

sam & sweetheart sibling ramble

just so we’re all clear this is just MY version of sweetheart you don’t have to agree and you definitely don’t have to ridicule.

(i am southern so i am definitely projecting a bit)

so if you know me you know my interpretation of sweetheart and sam is that their siblings.

sam left when sweetheart was 9-10 ish

their parents had sam YOUNG like teenagers

but they had sweetheart when they were like late 20s early 30s

sam left bc of abuse yadayada

they were reunited and you can find my other post about that here.

but they have another brother..

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ANYWAY TIME SKIP TO CURRENTLY

Sam,darlin, sweetheart and Milo and sweetheart are at a random bowling alley and they’re all having fun.

it’s milo’s turn and sam is getting drinks

darlin is sitting down and sweetheart is just watching when their gaze is looking round and they see an ODDLY familiar face with a few people

it’s their brother, hunter (they have conservative, abusive AND southern parents let’s be real)

hunter is a informed unempowered but he’s basically a pro and very knowledgeable of magic and magical races.

hunter is the middle child, sweetheart being the youngest. sam being the oldest

sam came back and saw sweetheart looking shocked and almost scared

he turned and saw him and was very confused

hunter is an asshole, their parents favorited him bc he took the family trade etc

sweetheart ran to the bathroom and was just nervous, milo turned to see something was going on and sweetheart was upset.

milo did NOT like hunter, he cursed him out for a bit .

“what the fucking hell did you say to them asshole? who do you think you are?” he pushed hunter by the shoulder, sam had to stop him.

hunter has a southern accent as well but more diluted than sam’s.

tank was behind milo but definitely ready to throw hands.

sam remembered when he reunited with sweetheart a few years back and they had a very similar reaction.

sweetheart had been abandoned by their family a few times. and it’s hurt milo and sam to see them like this.

“what did i do?” hunter would start and sam would scold him (like the older brother he is)

“do.not.start.” sam would say VERY angrily

“i thought you guys would be happy to see me..” he would be VERY sarcastic.

sam nudged him angrily

“why do you think you can just waltz back here just because- (sweetheart) wasn’t prepared for that!” sam scolded again

“well i didn’t mean to sammy-boy it just happened.” sam would scowl “oh get over it they’ve always been a crybaby.” hunter would say again.

MILO WAS NOT HAVING IT

“you better take my mates name out of your mouth before i put my fist in it.” he got ANGRY

“mate? well that’s hilarious.. (sweetheart)? keeping a relationship? please.”

sam had to hold milo back to keep him from pouncing on hunter.

“down doggy”

suffice it to say sam let go of him.

they got kicked out…

sweetheart came outside and their face was tearstained and they were breathing heavy.

“milo what— hunter— why—“ they were shocked to see hunters nose bleeding and milo with a bruised fist.

“sorry sweetheart i just—“

they were almost disappointed, but they were definitely in a bad mood.

all three of the siblings were standing side by side and their resemblances were uncanny. it was almost funny.

“woah..” darlin whispered.

“lets just go home.” sweetheart whispered grumpily.

hunter sighed, almost upset like he felt bad.

“(sweetheart)—“

“i don’t wanna hear it hunter..” they blew him off..

sam looked angrily at hunter again.

milo and sweetheart went home- not without sweetheart reading him the riot act about how he shouldn’t have punched him how he wasn’t worth it.

“what the hell were you thinking coming to the place you knew we were?” sam spat

hunter didn’t have an answer

“it— i— i haven’t seen y’all in a while..” hunter whispered embarrassed his accent making it hard to hear him with all the mumbling.

sam almost felt bad for him.

“do us all a favor and go back home. your not wanted here, go help dad and be the golden child.” hunters head dropped.

sam almost regretted saying it but he held his ground. hunter walked away.

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WOWZERS IT FELT GOOD TO GET THIS DOWN.

erm this is kinda a fic sooo

Taglist:

@darlin-collins @shellssstuff @itsdaifuku @verrverii @youisagayhooman @kuteheadrest @glitchedvariety @hobiesrockstargf @mrsmiagreer

[no-see-um-incorrect]

The long awaited

The highly anticipated 

The thing that’ll make you swoon 

I’m bout to make you leave y’all’s man’s 

✨William/Marie✨ headcanons 

(A.K.A my actual antidepressants

⚠️Warning it gets really sappy⚠️

: he does that thing when they’re sitting next to each other (usually at a table) he will gently rub his knuckles up and down her thigh 

: if the ground is wet or her feet hurt, he will pick her up without hesitation. This man is a 500+ year old vampire. she weighs nothing to him. 

: chivalry died. William turned it, and became his maker.  we’re talking opens the doors, hold her bag, offers his jacket if she’s cold or if it’s raining

:he sends her flowers very frequently. And make sure he sends them to her work or milo’s house  and not her house

: she will address him like  ”Will honey” or “William sweetheart” it makes the man’s heart skip a beat

: Milo said when he first learned that they were going out ”treat her like royalty Will ” and William responded fairly quickly with a ”don’t be ridiculous Mr. Greer……I will treat her like a goddess”

That comment is what won Milo over

: Marie is Handsy…..not like that you hoes. I mean, she’s very affectionate with her hands, like putting her arms around his neck, holding his face, putting her arms around his waist, linking their arms together. just overall very physically, affectionate.  and William melts into it every time. 

: William’s favorite thing to call her is his dove. Because she is the love and peace in his life. 

: Marie did not expect how ripped  this man is.  like she thought that the strength he had was invisible strength.  she was not expecting him to be jacked. 

: Marie is also fairly muscular (I mean she spent roughly 17 years chasing after a bunch of shifters and working double jobs what do you expect) so when she took her jacket off during solstice to help David with something man could not take his eyes off. Like Vincent was laughing at him because he could not stop staring. 

: lets her know how gorgeous he thinks every inch of her is (if I elaborate I might die)

:👏Queen Treatment👏

: One time  William had a meeting with Vincent later in the morning  and this particular morning, just happened to be the “morning after” a date night. And William did not realize that Marie had left a bright red kiss mark just above where his collar sits.  and of course Vincent being Vincent noticed it immediately but didn’t say anything until he got home to lovely. 

: another thing Marie loves to kiss this man. Just anywhere. anywhere and everywhere. red lipstick kiss marks all over his chest, shoulders, jaw,  this man is Well Loved. 💋

: One time he noticed that some of Marie’s clothes were a bit worn, and some things that she would wear have tiny holes in them. So he gave her a credit card and just told her to max it out. so she took Milo on a little mother son date, that she always wanted to do, and they went clothes shopping and got lunch 

: The first thing he noticed about her was her laugh. He heard it from across the room and did not stop until he found the person responsible for that laugh.  and once he found her.  just love.  instantly.  like it just hit him like a fucking freight train. 

: she has crows feet when she smiles……………..If it was possible for someone to die twice, William did it just then. 

: Milo had the upmost joy, helping his mother kick his father out of their apartment/house 

: William loves to give gifts to her (kind of to compensate for the fact that he can’t really be around during the day) and she was so upset at herself because she couldn’t give him gifts. And then he explained to her in very um…… passionate detail that her existence in his life is the greatest gift he could give her and anything that comes from her is a blessing to him

(if that makes sense)

(I feel like I’ve said this next one before. Forgive me if I did.  but even if I did, it bears repeating)

: 👏INSECURITY KISSES👏 if there is a single part on her body, rather that be stretch marks, scars, bumps, bruises, ANYTHING. He will kiss it as if it was a priceless diamond.

And that’s all you’re getting (for now 😉) hope you enjoyed feel free to re-blog and add more  Love y’all 💋

TAG: @frog-0n-a-l0g @evansotherthoughts @everything-redacted-and-others

If you want me to tag you in the next William/Marie post let me know 

[moondustwritesblog]

aight since y’all prompts about david x angel are mostly about angel getting in a car crash and dying—

note I: rereading this doesn’t feel like it comes from r/i’m14andthisisdeep but i’m just got to put it here. you have been warned ig

have you considered them being sick just like how david’s mom was? and david having no control over the situation but to just watch them fade away? and him thinking about how he’s feeling like his dad all those years ago? only this time he doesn’t have anyone to hold onto just like gabe was to him?

who does david have left? the pack? yes, but asher is now married, milo has his mate and so is tank. even amanda and christian have their own lives to live as well as the whole pack in general. so, tell me, who does he have left?

honestly, he doesn’t know what’s worse. the fact that he wasn’t there when gabe died and just knew about his death through a dreaded phone call or the fact the he is here when his mate is on their deathbed and feels completely powerless. david doesn’t answer

have you considered that? hmm?

bonus

when angel is buried, their ring is on their finger, of course it is but david’s?

he never saw his ring the same way again

and as much as he loves the feeling of it on his finger, he can’t bear the sight of it when angel is not even here anymore so what does he do?

he reluctantly removes it and makes it into a necklace instead because for the life of him, he went through so much already (he lost his mom when he was too young to even remember her properly, lost his dad when he wasn’t ready to become the alpha of the pack, almost lost asher in the inversion and now this?). if you consider him living at all anyway

oh btw, the wedding attire that angel wore to their wedding? it’s the same clothes david buried them six feet under the ground

(because even with all those riches, he can’t afford to buy something for angel, only to look at them when they can’t look at him the same. who doesn’t?)

it’s lonely on top isn’t it, david shaw?

note II: correct me if i’m wrong about how david’s mom passed though

[dani-ya-dig]

Ok now that I’m fully awake. It’s time try and organize my thoughts on that audio oh my god.

Also trigger warning for mentions of suicide under the cut

That’s actually the first thing I wanna talk about, and is the only gripe I have with the entire video. Why the fuck wasn’t mentions of suicide tagged in the description??

Like I understand the concept wasn’t dwelled on and Sam didn’t outright say “I’m gonna fucking kill myself” but he PRETTY EXPLICITLY talked about how he planned to commit suicide even if he didn’t say those words. idk “chosen morality” doesn’t seem like the right warning for that? I’m not gonna complain abt it like too much, I just was a little confused on why it wasn’t tagged.

But anyways onto my jumbled up thoughts about the actual audio! Because as a member of the Sam Collins fandom, I have thoughttsssssss!!

THIS AUDIO MADE ME SOB! I couldn’t sleep because of how sad I was over it. Sam and Darlin need to be happy just for fucking ONCE, god give them a BREAKKKKKK.

The idea of them just silently holding each other on their roof with the night sky above them, a few tears probably falling from both of them. IM DUHXSJDIJFDJFHFHJ

AND MOTHERFUCKER THE VIDEO ENDING ON “Brown. My eyes were brown��� I FELL TO THE FLOOR SHUT THE FUCK UP!

On a happier note about that, I KNEW Sam’s eyes were brown. I feel like almost everyone did tbh. I’ll tell you what gave it away though, the gentle way he says “please” to Darlin in some of his audios. Automatically gave it away that he would have had the biggest brown puppy dog eyes you have ever seen in your life. I’m physically sick over it, it’s not even funny.

Now back to the thing I desperately don’t wanna think about. Sam telling Darlin that he wasn’t planning on living forever.

That’s where the dam broke for me, I started bawling. It totally makes sense, I get it and I can’t say that it’s not a choice that makes sense given that Sam never wanted to be a vampire in the first place.

Do y’all think that he was planning to watch the sunrise on his roof? Because that was my first thought and it hurt real bad. Sam finally getting to feel the sunlight after so many years of having been deprived of it, only to be ash when the sun was fully in the sky.

Also I know damn well he probably would have done it after Darlin died and that’s what hurts so bad. If Darlin chose to be a vampire I think he would happily spend however long their eternity would be by their side, but once they were gone he probably wouldn’t feel a reason to stay. Especially because if Darlin turned into a vampire the two of them probably would have completely pulled away from all mortals before that would happen.

On that note, I don’t think Darlin is gonna want to be turned. I never really thought they would, unless they were under very specific circumstances. Sam telling them to spend time in their wolf form and with their pack before deciding solidified that for me 100%. I don’t think they would be able to lose their wolf which we know is a pretty big part of shifters, talking from Milo’s audio where he breaks down worried he was never going to be able to shift again. I don’t think they would be okay with the idea of watching their friends, and their family all start to wither away and eventually die while they remain.

Now, do I think Darlin is going to want to be turned? No. Do I think the dynamic of Darlin choosing to remain mortal opens a lot of really good angst possibilities? Yes. Do I fully trust Erik to not turn them anyways? Not really no.

If I had to put a bet in for how it would happen if Darlin got turned, it would be by Quinn. Quinn would find out or catch wind of the fact that they chose not to be turned (if he didn’t already know they would chose that) and turn them anyways just to hurt them.

(I think Alexis turning them is an interesting idea to think about, from any angle but I highly doubt that’s gonna happen lmao)

All in all I genuinely think that was the only audio that has affected me that much (aside from maybe listening to the inversion for the first time??)

[milogreer]

❥ my top ten redacted audio speakers !!

i’ve seen a bunch of people doing this so i wanted to join in! i love a bandwagon 😋

feisty werewolf; milo - i mean, come on. *gestures at my blog* look at me. milo very quickly took top spot, by the time i got to the panic attack audio i was like the rest of y’all can pack it up bc this guy’s got me hooked lmfao it was just so sweet to see a softer side of the guy who, at that point in the timeline, had mostly only been abrasive, cocky, and flirty. that accent also does everything for me. the exact moment i fell in love with him was when he said, “of course i’m not mad. i was worried - scared that you were hurt or something. but never mad.” 🫠💖

nervous air elemental; lasko - lasko… what can i say about lasko. he definitely awoke something in me lmao, initially i didn’t want to get into the elementals because meeting new people felt like a chore at the time but he immediately made me laugh and it was all downhill from there… i love that he’s kinda freaky and he makes me want to bite him in the non-canon audios, but even in prime universe he’s just so sweet and a really good friend. and his relationship with coworker makes me so proud of his development

arrogant incubus; gavin - i’ve said it before but gavin’s the reason i’m here! his hbs 2023 audio was my first audio of the channel, and to go back in time and watch his progression to that point was so heartwarming 🥺 him and freelancer are possibly the best pair in the universe, i just adore everything about them. gavin’s audios are actually the hardest ones for me to listen to because the love he has for freelancer is suffocating to witness in a really bittersweet way 😩

yandere cultist friend; blake - this one is um …. i never expected this HAHA when i first listened to the balance he really skeeved me out (as he should), but then mother mother released ‘explode!’ and for some unfathomable reason it got into my head as a blake song and i couldn’t dissociate it from him. on a second listen of the balance, i definitely appreciate his character more and the juxtaposition of him with elliott and sunshine vs bestie is so so interesting to me. i can’t even be mad at bestie because he’d have me wrapped around his finger too 🥲 rly nervous for his next story update

chaotic boyfriend; guy - BABYGIRL. humor is the biggest thing i look for in relationships both platonic and romantic and no one makes me laugh like guy does. he’s so my type and the way honey acts is literally how i am with guys i like, so guy audios are always so much fun to listen to 💖 and no BA hits quite like that pre-recorded one

i ended up talking more than i thought i would so the other half is under the cut!

it gets kind of messy in the second half because i think these could get shuffled around depending on my mood but for now these are my thoughts!

seer obscura; morgan - morgan is… captivating. i know he kinda only blew up after ‘time is a song’ but it’s with good reason; the atmosphere is so calming but also, like… there’s a longing to it, ykwim? the two of them being the only know seer obscuras naturally lends a hand to the tension between them. no one else understands their unique struggles - so when his new obscura acquaintance calls him up in the middle of the night asking for help and comfort, of course he isn’t going to say no. it’s such an intimate setting for their third audio together and you can feel the tension building the whole time up to “i want to know you.” it’s just a really good audio. very interested to see where his story goes

sarcastic inchoate demon; avior - THE SNARK. THE QUIET KINDNESS. THE MYSTERY. THE YEARNING. THE TRAGEDY. avior’s got it all. sovereign state had me on the edge of my seat the whole time and still does, honestly. his hbs rewind audio is one of my favorites; the effort and love he put into that little date to give starlight a reprieve from their shared hell… he is such a romantic 💖 there’s nothing quite like falling in love while stuck in an actual hell

unempowered boyfriend; geordi - he’s an interesting one for me bc my love of him is directly tied to cutie + cutie’s telepathy giving us a look into his head (i just melt over his whispered little i love yous and compliments). they have a fascinating and messy story that i live for even when it makes me sick lol i adore that they’re both flawed but that they’re taking steps to better themselves. it’s fun when couples in the redactedverse aren’t perfect but still try to be better out of love

mysterious stranger; hush - THE weird guy. within his first audio i went from being indifferent to charmed. i love a mystery and everything about him is mysterious, but he’s also so clueless sometimes that it’s like. so what if he tied doc to the bed in their first meeting, now he’s asking to hold their hand when he’s nervous. so what if his purpose is to free the sovereigns? he learned how to cook for doc. i can’t NOT love him

unknown yandere caller - i’m a ghostface fan, okay. and i’m a taurus. i like when people are obsessed with me 🤷🏼‍♀️ there’s just something so… like. listen. “you’ll start to expect me. you’ll start to crave me.” from the audio and “i know you’ll find them. and you’ll keep them. because they’re from me.” from his card? the arrogance. it’s bewitching. i need him back ASAP i don’t even care if he doesn’t get a real name, i just miss him. come back please 🙏🏻

[kitcatttt]

Hello and welcome to my blog! My name is Kitcat or Ayah!

Pronouns: She/He, don’t mind They or It

Sexuality: Panromantic, Asexual but not sex repulsed. No NSFW please.

Birthday: June 12

My Carrd!

Open ask game!

Fandoms!

Jsab/TPC

Project Arrhythmia

Splatoon

Undertale/Deltarune

Project Muse

Mario & Luigi games

FNAF

Risk of Rain 2 (Milo I hate you /j)

Persona (just 5 currently, I have 3 and 4 I gotta play them)

Before you interact

I need tone tags. I’m bad at picking up sarcasm irl, and there’s like, no way to tell if someone is being sarcastic over text.

Please tell me if I do make you uncomfortable. I’d like to know so I can stop doing so.

Continuing from the above, PLEASE ESTABLISH BOUNDARIES WHEN WE FIRST START INTERACTING. I’ve had too many instances where I’ve accidentally made someone uncomfortable because I didn’t know their boundaries. I feel guilt easily and it lasts for a long time, I basically never get over it. So it would be nice to not have to feel said guilt at all.

I do occasionally make dirty jokes, and I jokingly say smash to a lot of things, specifically characters. Tell me if this makes you uncomfortable and I won’t do it around you.

I am trying to teach myself how to draw! I had been scared away from drawing for a few years, but I’m finally trying again. They might not be that good as of now. Please don’t make fun of me.

Please do not say my characters are “literally you” unless we are mutuals, and even then please ask for permission first. It does not sit right with me.

Self diagnosed AuDHD. Please don’t attack me for this. I’m only self diagnosing because my parents aren’t supportive of me getting evaluated and not only me, but several friends, peers, and adults in my life suspect I’m AuDHD, or at least autistic. Maybe I’ll get the diagnosis one day :(

DNI

Racist, homophobic, transphobic, or any other discriminatory people.

NSFW blogs and darkship/proship/profic people. So many terms jfc so I’ll just say this. If you support any kind of pedophilia, irl, fictional, whatever, get the fuck off my blog.

Cintagonisupset and his supporters. (Update on this one! I’m fine with his supporters as long as y’all aren’t here to start shit :])

People that just want to stir up drama.

DNI’s don’t really do anything but if you fit the above criteria and you got blocked don’t be surprised, I mean, I warned you :)

Please don’t mention around me (Ships)

TPC Cube x anyone other than Lythorus (Tied to a certain someone, but I’m kinda ok with it as long as it isn’t forced? Idk what would count as forced but Cube x Marcle feels hella forced- and just TPC versions of him. I ship HOPE Cubiris.)

Pyrare x anyone (canonically Aromantic)

Circubit x any female character/oc (canonically gay)

Blixer x Wave (don’t know much about the ship, but there’s apparently something wrong with it???? Idfk-)

Circumuscle x Cirtunda (Cirtunda adopts Circumuscle in my au, plus I don’t even think they’re close in age anymore. If you find past posts of me shipping them, it was BEFORE S2 Ep 1 of TPC came out, in which my au changed)

Marcle x Squadril, Marcle x Purpex, Squadril x Purpex (Purpex adopted Marcle and Squadril in my au)

Quintagon x Cubic (Literally just DNI. Why is this a ship.)

Friends list!

@comet--storm - <333

@thatonepurpleshape -Silly ass goober, one of the first friends I made on this hellsite

@mfbees - Dumbass irl I dragged into the JSAB fandom /aff

@trash-jsab - Moderates my discord server, is da server parent :]

@anonymously-night - Also moderates my discord server, helps keep everything in check (THANK YOU 🙏🙏🙏)

@mugzymiik - cheese boy /j I’m fucking eating all your aus

@ebony-silly-zone - Hit it off with them when they first joined and now I blab to them about my aus :3

(if any of my mutuals wanna be added just ask :3 I know damn well I’ve forgotten some people)

Other blogs!

@jsab-pa - Art blog! (Run in character by Sen, one of my sonas)

@corrupted-chaoss, @corrupted-chaoss-fic An askblog and fic blog for my JSAB au, Corrupted Chaos

@lil-robo-idiot - Rp blog for my TPC oc, Penl

@coho-chat - Rp and ask blog for my ocs for the Bossfight album Caps On, Hats Off

@tpc-rp-blog - General rp blog so I’m not reblogging to my main

@sins-n-sinners - Ask blog co-run by Milo and Ebony

@uprises-on-your-grave - Askblog for Uprising, and band based on a Teminite album by the same name

Important links (to be updated)

Drama post. Don’t read if you don’t wanna get into it.

Addressing important allegations. More drama.

TPC headcanons

Sexual content and my ocs.

Pyrare and shipping.

My HOPE au vs my TPC au

Pink Heroes infodump!

My tags! (New as of this post)

#kit is on her shit again - rambling tag

#oh shit kit got a pencil - art posts

#why do you tolerate me :] - friend tag :3

#fuck me dude - vent tag, drama tag

#yay blood! :D - gore tag, art or writing

#kit focus on English class - fic tag and lore tag

#kit forgot how to draw - gacha tag

#kit go to sleep - anything I post in between 12am -6am my time (EST)

#kitty cat yaps - ask tag

#😭❓❓❓ - random thoughts

My aus + their abbreviations

Magenta Decedance - My TPC au - MD

Wilted Roses - TPC au, name subject to change to an actual one because it just has the name for the Cintasphere fic currently. Once name changes I will update the description - WR

Mistakes Were Made - An au focused on Circumcannon, where he snapped and killed his family - MWM

School Love Chaos - A college au focused on Cintagon and Circumsphere, Cintagon being the yandere - SLC

Iris Insanity - An au where Iris cracked under the pressure and corrupted - II

Adler’s Experiments - An experiment au focused on my Flowers Of Antimony, Addicus or Adler, who is experimenting on shapes with the corruption - AE

The Contract - An au where Zinnia, Dub’s successor, made a deal with Rot (the tree), and everything went to shit - TC

Lovebug - Penl, a pink hero like Cyanide, got a virus! And now the corruption makes you a yandere???? - LB

Triple Star Shoppe - Cintagon, Purpex, and Pirene (oc) started a business together! Cinta is a dollmaker, Purp is a chef, and Pi is a blacksmith. Something feels… off, though. - TSS

Sins and Sinners - An au focusing on the 7 Deadly Sins’ kids, who took over after they died. (Co owned by Milo and Ebony) - SnS

House of Horror - Come on in! We don’t bite :) - HoH

Not Of The Machine - One of my ocs, Penl, is the only human in a world full of robots. Thus he’s forced to stop the corruption since he’s immune (it’s a virus!) - NOTM

Crystalline Hivemind - An infection au with Amethyst :] - CH

Robotic Necromancy - The Chipzels died, but had their souls trapped in animatronics! What do you mean this is a FNAF au? - RN

False God - The Tree killed Circumsphere out of hatred for Cintagon, so he decided to rebel - FG

Hope - My version of the scrapped Hope series by Brittney Robinson - Hope

Corrupted Chaos - My main jsab au - CC

Purity. - A tree cult was started after the corruption event in CC, and its just as bad. - Purity

Neutralized Nemesis - Another jsab au, where all of the bosses are dating a hero (includes the beta heroes) - NN

Failed Opposition - A bad end jsab au - FO

My ships (and the au’s they’re in)

Pentellow x Iris (both poly) - All except Hope

Cube x Lythorus - All

Cintagon x Circumsphere - All, one sided in SLC

Rincle x Circumuscle - All

Polyhedron x Cirtunda - All

Pentellow x Ajaceare (also poly) - All

Quintagon x Ajaceare - Not in any due to age differences

Dub x Barracuda - All

Iris x Circubit (Poly once more) - All

Hexagram x Circumsphere (exes) - All except Hope, dominant ship in SLC

Cube x Iris - Hope

Cubical x Iris (exes) - All, not together

Cubical x Circubit (also exes) - All, not together

That’s it (for now)! Hope you enjoy your time on my blog!

Dividers made by @trash-jsab

[artbykays]

I LIED ABOUT DOING SWEETHEART ANGST

Okay so,

At the next pack meeting, everyone is lively. Darlin pulls up on their bike and as they get off, Angel runs over to show off the ring and says “I’m gonna be a Shaw!”

Darlin is confused until they see the ring once they take their helmet off. They look up and see people congratulating David then nods at Angel. “You always had been.” And they walk past Angel to set their helmet down as they over hear Milo talking with Ash, Babe and Sweetheart.

“Yeah. We got the last box unpacked. So we officially have moved in.” Milo holds the stealth close to him with a big smile.

A pang in their chest returns. Yeah they are happy that their pack mates are at these peaks in their lives. They are at ease. But Darlin can’t help but feel a little sad. The feeling of not accomplishing something great like that. They weren’t getting married. They weren’t moving in with Sam to a shared place.

That feeling of being singled out returned. They finally saw how much they missed while they were away. Sure it wasn’t long, but their whole life in the pack was very distanced. And now they payed the price of not finding out about things till the last minute.

Grabbing their helmet, they quickly ran out. The air felt thick. The space felt like it was collapsing in. Darlin hopped on their bike not hearing their Alpha yell out their name to come back, that the meeting started in 5 minutes. They didn’t hear anything except their heart beating what felt like it was running for miles.

They drove off. Not sure where to but just somewhere far. Maybe outside Daliah. They knew a spot. A spot where they yelled their lungs out. A place where no one could hear a lone wolf cry.

But the fates had other plans. As they turned the corner, they turned a little too hard and slid across the road. Landing themselves in a small ditch. Darlin ripped their helmet off and just stared at the sky. It was a clear night. So clear you could see the stars that looked like someone shattered diamonds in the sky.

A laugh. A laugh formed out of their chest. What was so funny? That the speedster werewolf had crashed their bike? The impulsive wolf who hid their feelings just laid out in dirt and leaves? No. It was the fact they let their feelings get the best of them and they could hear their mate as if he was laying right next to them.

���You think you haven’t accomplished anything? You stood up to someone you loved who hurt you. You protected your friends from him. You allowed me into your life when you thought no one could. You returned back to the pack head on.”

“Shut up Sam.” They chuckles and sighed. They knew him so well that they knew he’d be right. Darlin groaned reaching for the phone that kept buzzing in their pocket. Damn it had a crack in the screen… they scrolled for the contact that said David. If they faced him once, they could face him again. He did say if they ever needed help, he’d be there…the pack would be there…

“What the hell? You show up then dip? We talked about this-”

“David…I need help.” Darlin mumbled. “I may have crashed my bike.”

“Are you okay? Where are you-”

“I’m at the border. But can I tell you something?”

“Tank, you’re scaring me.”

“Just listen. I…I cant say in face to face. Im just…I’m happy for you. A-and tell Milo I’m happy for him too.”

“…you dying or what?”

Tank laughed. It felt, nice. “Not yet.”

HAPPY HOLIDAYS Y’ALL😘😘

[agentplutonium]

WIP Wednesday~

Another WIPW rolls around except this time i was tagged by @arrowfleur !! I’ve got a weird arrangement of things for y’all this week, but imma share them anyway.

I’m gonna no pressure tag a few people this time as well cause I think it’s fun but @penncilkid and whoever else wants to do it cause I can’t think of anybody else (please tag me i love reading y’all’s work!!)

This week I have (a very small) snippet of the next chapter of Like Real People Do, a Imp! Sam/Darlin’ AU that i’ve been writing for a year ish now. I will also give you guys ~ five hundred words on the creation of The Hellish, aka aiṓnios as Terra named them, which are creatures who exist in the universe I am building :D

As always, asks are open for any questions y’all have cause I itch for reasons to talk about my works !! have fun y’all and happy timezone <3

Fic Snippet:

Milo put a hand against their arm, a reminder of what he promised. Out of the corner of their eye, someone shifted against the wall, and when Tank glanced over they could see Sneaks there. For some reason it helped knowing they were there. That, coupled by Milo’s attentiveness, they felt like they could at least try to explain to the pack.

Bringing themselves to take one step at a time while they could feel the eyes burn into them was the hardest part. They knew that every individual had a different perspective on who they were as a person and it genuinely did freak them out. What did these people remember that they didn’t? What kind of common threads were there between the interpretations of who they were? How close were any of them to Tank before the accident? Would the pack expect them to remember anything?

“Just start from the beginning,” Milo muttered to them when they were finally at the front. “There’s no rush.”

Tank, practically instinctively, straightened their posture and crossed their arms over their chest. All eyes were on them, waiting for them to talk, and Tank had a feeling that they were waiting for confirmation that this was real.

“I won’t drag this out,” Tank started after a second. They could see a few people react to hearing their voice, but they didn’t think about that. They could only focus on pushing the words out, trying their best to explain well enough. “A year ago, I was abducted, and it was made to look like I had died. In that year I have been alive and doing jobs for him, and I just managed to escape a few months ago.”

“Who took you?” Someone had called out, but Tank didn’t see who.

Tank took a deep breath, glancing at Asher who nodded ever so slightly. “Quinn.”

The room burst into noise. Raised voices, questions, yelling, you name it. Nobody was happy about what was just told to them. Tank could sympathize, a little. They really wished they didn’t say it either.

“But he was killed!” One voice yelled.

“What about David, then?!” Another questioned.

Tank almost couldn’t take it, unconsciously shrinking back at the noise.

World Things:

(Before we begin, a small explanation of just what The Hellish are: they’re my monsters, basically. I wanted an excuse to create creatures and this was it. I don’t exactly have any yet, but the ideas in my head are all my babies i love them so much. They really don’t serve much purpose to the world, which is the point. This is Terra having fun as you’ll see. And, for context, Terra and Caelus are my worlds gods essentially. They’ve created the beings on earth and all.)

Some would describe Terra as creative. Caelus would say that she is reckless with her creativity. It got to her head that She could do anything she wanted.

It boiled down to Terra having fun. She liked having the creative control of things. She liked that she could breathe life into something that most others wouldn’t even think of.

So, this is how The Hellish are born. Terra takes something that she imagined and puts so much love and care into them that they come alive in her hands. They don’t look like the Humans, or even the other animals that reside on earth, and one might even recoil at the way that they look, but Terra loved them more than anything. Finally, something was hers.

She put care and devotion into them, only showing Caelus what she was doing when she had a small army of different creatures.

“What are these?” Caelus would ask, trying to keep the disgust out of his voice.

“I call them aiṓnios,” Terra said with pride. “What do you think?! And be honest, you don’t have to sugar coat things for me.”

Caelus didn’t tell her what he was really thinking. One look at her and that beaming smile she had broke his resolve to tell the truth. It would crush her if he said that the Humans would probably hate them, and that they are all rather repulsive to look at. Instead, he gave her a small smile and said, “They seem pretty neat.”

He knew he made the right choice when Terra lit up, somehow growing even brighter than she was.

“You really think so?! Oh, I’m so glad! I worked really hard on them, after all, and I just love them all so much. I mean, there really is just so much special about them and they’re all so different in their own way. Oh! If you look closely, you can see-”

And Terra went on. She went on and on, gushing over the details that went into each of the creatures she had. She went into the plans for future creatures as well, talking about specifics she wants to see in play. She tumbled into what she thought the Human reactions were going to be—awe, wonder, amazement—and Caelus didn’t have the heart to stop her. Not really. He knew it was going to crush her when the Humans didn’t respond in the way she was imagining, but there wasn’t much he could do at that point. He could just sit and watch as his love raved over her creations, his favourite smile across her face.

He’d be there when this went up in flames, just as he was there now at their beginning.

[oh-surprise-its-me]

How did Jake meet Javy in the ER Nurse!Jake? And how would Javy react to Jake’s dad being like super important Navy officers?

Omg darling let me tell you I flipped on my country playlist and started writing like a crazy person-

Jake can’t wait to be done. He’s seen too many idiots tonight as it is. If one more girl tries to hit on him by holding his hand he’s going to cut his hand off.

Kidding. He needs that too much.

Oh the joys of working New Year’s Eve.

“We got Navy boys comin in Jake!”

Jake stares after Milo. God he hates how happy the man is. Wants to strangle him. He wants to be at home with his dads on the couch with their dogs.

There’s a pretty man in uniform sitting in the bed when Jake makes it over to them. “How y’all doin tonight. How intoxicated are you.” The man blinks at him, “not at all?”

Jake laughs. He flips the chart, “you’re telling me your foot got ran over and you were entirely sober. And that those aren’t firework burns on your friends fingers. Mr. Machado” Jake tags the name on the end because if he gets written up one more time for that he’s genuinely going to quit and take his dads offer of working at the garage. 

“He’s sober. You’re right there’s firework burns on me but we’re all sober. Promise.” Jake stares at the woman. “Ma’am sit. I’ll get you burn cream and look at Mr Mach-” “Javy. Call me Javy.” Jake nods. “Alright. Look at Javy’s foot.” Jake gets a blinding grin in response. He steps away for a second to see the two of them start talking. Jake swears he knows the man. But has no reason to. He doesn’t fuck Navy guys.

-

Once Jake has determined Javy hadn’t broken his foot and the woman, Leah, doesn’t have any permanent damage he tells them they’re allowed to go. “Nice seeing y’all. Stay safe tonight.”

Javy stares after Jake for a second, “you’re gonna think I’m crazy but let me do this.” “Jake?” Jake spins in place. He looks back at the two of them. “Yeah?” Javy runs a hand across the back of his neck, “this is gonna sound weird. Did you grow up in Roseville Texas?” Jake stares at Javy. If he has a stalker his dads are going to kill him.

Jesus.

“Yeah? But we moved away when I was young. My dads got transferred out here. Flew back every summer though.” Javy nods. “This is going to sound even crazier. You didn’t happen to have a dog named Cricket did you?”

Oh god Jake knows this kid. “Javy? Coyote Javy? What the fuck?”

Javy let’s our a laugh. “You look good Seresin. A lot bigger then you were at 13!” Jake pulls Javy into a hug. Leah raises her hand “why does he know your call sign?”

Jake steps back with a smack to Javy’s chest, “you did it! Became a navy snob! And I know it because I gave it to the fucker. We grabbed a coyote one summer and brought it home to my dad.”

Javy laughs. “What are the odds my god Jake. How’s Chris?” Jake laughs. “Good. Keeping busy. My pa and tata haven’t been home much so he’s trying to stay distracted. How’s your mom?” Javy shrugs, “ruling with an iron fist over my sister’s kids now that she’s back in law school.” Jake laughs, he’s got great memories of Chris and Javy’s mom cooking when they were in Texas for the summer.

“We should go out for drinks and catch up.” Javy nods. “You name the place.” Jake thinks for a second, “hard deck? It’s a navy bar but they like me there.” Javy thinks that’s a weird place to request but whatever. “Yeah totally man give me your number and we’ll set it up.”

—

Five months later Jake invites Javy to his dads house for a bbq. Javy goes. He’s 25 he’s starving most of the time. When Javy comes in with Texas sheet cake Jake whoops. “God man tell me that’s your mom’s recipe.”

Chris comes out of the kitchen. “She never did give me that. Hey Javy good to see you grown up.” Javy smiles at Chris. He looks more relaxed then he used to. There’s noise from farther in the house.

“Tommy I swear to god give me that.” Chris sighs. “Come in, welcome to the chaos. Been home barely a week and already insane about each other.”

Jake laughs. “But they’re home!” Javy doesn’t remember Jake having any siblings. He catches sight of a few photos hung on the walls, a lot of Jake as a baby. There’s various people holding him.

Multiple in dress whites.

Well Jake did mention them moving out because of his other dad. Maybe he’s one of them.

Javy follows Jake into the open kitchen. He sees two tall gray haired men. “Holy shit Jake what the hell.”

Jake blinks at Javy for a second before realizing. “Oh fuck. Uh Javy meet my other two dads. Tom and Ron.”

Javy can’t believe it. Tom Iceman Kazansky is standing there. The man’s arm around his waist is Ron Slider Kerner. Javy snaps into a salute, Tom and Ron both stare at him. Chris comes back into the room. “Oh Javy quit it,” he snaps his fingers at the two “y’all are scaring him.”

“Javy. Good to meet you. I’ve heard incredible things.” The admiral just told him he’s heard of him. “I’ve heard better. You’re good kid, a fast learner. Ever think about top gun?” The goddamn compacflt just told him he’s good.

Jake waves his hand in Javy’s face. “Earth to you Javy. They’re nerds I promise. Really not that cool. Pa has a thing for vampire books. Tata has an insane model plane collection.”

Javy blinks again he leans on the counter. “Interview with a vampire is a classic.” Ron laughs and kisses Tom. “See. Good kid.” He walks by with a kiss to Jake’s head and a clap to Javy’s shoulders “welcome kiddo. Relax we’re not on base here.”

Javy nods. Yeah sure he can do that. Pretend this is normal and that he’s not basically dining with navy royalty. Tom spins Chris in place to whatever song in playing.

“How did they do it?” Jake shrugs. He hops up on the counter next to Javy. “Loved each other more then their jobs. They knew if it came down to jobs or them they weren’t picking the job. Never needed to pick though.”

Javy nods. “Seresin is Chris’s name right?” Jake nods he spins the rings he’s wearing. “Yeah. Couldn’t really take their last names cause I’m not biologically related to them. But Chris is biologically my uncle.” Javy knows how hard that had to have been growing up. Knows Jake talks about his dads. Knows how good of a childhood he had. Javy is happy for him.

He’s a bit weirded out to sit on the couch later and watch football with the compacflt but hey. They’re both rooting for the same team can’t be too bad.

[autisticempathydaemon]

hellooooo if the match up stuff is still open I would like to participate ^^

Song I'm hyper fixated on would be Love like you by Caleb Hyles I feel like it captures how I feel. because like I always feel so horrible about people who appreciate me, I feel so undeserving of it and how I want to be better for them

I unfortunately do not know my ennagram type but I do know my mbti that I'm unsure if it changed because I've taken the test last month the result I got is INFJ

Yes I do! alot actually, I love love love the ones that talk about issues basically anything new that happens. sometimes I also like those who go into a deep dive about artists, what the inspo for their work is, the meaning of their creations all of it.

My childhood imaginary friend was kinda weird... basically they we're a changing person, but most of the times I imagine them as a girl with short black hair a blue dress above a white long sleeved turtle neck, basically my ideal self at that time. she was really nice and loves butterflies idk why I made that up because butterflies are kinda boring to me

my go to way of falling asleep is just kinda laying there playing some music of traditional maybe boyfriend asmr on the background and hope I fall asleep sooner or later

ohhhh tricky, I would say Eris, because the name belongs to the Greek goddess of chaos and discord! daughter of Nyx also because it just sounds pretty

Milo's spring back audio where he comforts sweetheart from a panic attack. I often get those and the vid helps extremely well for them. also because of how sweetheart actually felt like they we're having a panic attack, it feels so real and comforting I love it sosososososo much

I'm gonna say... Cam, I get he sounds really nice but not exactly someone I'd say I love.

I don't really have one memorized yet but... the one I'm really close to would be... Up, my cousins love it and I do too. makes me feel sad a little and it's a really nice story

VINCENT- might be a little weird but considering all the responsibility of dating him I'd much rather be besties with him, he's fun and chill to be with and all the connections you'd get is just...

my go to ramble! a new game's story or lore maybe a webtoon sometimes, anything new I found that day that intrigued me most of the time it's a random wiki page I read

I don't have a local has station nor do I own a vehicle to go to one so imma have to pass on this one

A princesscore playlist I found, it has great classical music I play to focus, makes me feel like I'm in a ballroom dancing with the guy of my dreams

I would say true crime stuff mostly murder ones. It helps me analyze what do serial killers do and why do they do it. Also some extra murder facts I pick up that I absolutely wouldn't ever need

This entry was very interesting to me /pos I had inklings, I had leanings, I was percolating, but what really got me thinking was your difficulty with being appreciated and how Sam Collins would nip that shit in the bud.

Sam is an aggressive man in notable ways- he’s quiet but he’s not subdued, you feel me? He can be polite and introverted, but he wouldn’t entertain something that doesn’t make sense or devalues the people he cares about. Like, “You think you’re undeserving? What, you think me and mine don’t have the good sense to decide that on our own? That’s a load of horseshit.” He’s an aggressively loving mother hen of a friend and lover, and he would not tolerate that.

There’s also some lovely, lighter notes that make me think y’all would be cute together. Your love of true crime amuses me because I think Sam Collins hates that stuff but in a fun way. Like, he watched the Netflix documentaries with you and makes little faces the whole time, questions your sanity as affectionately as possible. Your daydreams of ballroom dancing also works in that favor because man is a Duke; he can make those dreams real at the Summit.

Song:

If I gave you my hand would you take it/ And make me the happiest man in the world/ If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl/ Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea/ Let me know if you're really a dream/ I love you so, so would you go with me

I’ve got to give you and that cowboy one of the most romantic country songs that’s ever been sung; I just gotta. It’s not classical, but it’s fantastic for dancing, and the sentiment of loving and staying together really hits when you think of Sam asking you to become immortal and spend forever with him.

Runner-ups:

I like Damien as a runner-up, because he and Sam would have a similar, forceful attitude about your feelings in response to being appreciated; I just think Sam would be better at tempering that attitude. Anton, I’m choosing as a runner-up mostly because I thought of him being a true crime junkie and binging My Favorite Murder with you, and it tickled me pink.

note: thank you for waiting so patiently! 💕

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

[allaboardthevespa]

Unconditionally

I got bored, and I suddenly felt the urge to write some really sappy (with some angst) Milo Murphy’s Law fluff. I know who Melissa should end up with is a matter of debate, but I’m a proud Team Zalissa member so this fanfic will be about that. Milossa or Bradlissa fans, sorry, but hope you can enjoy this nonetheless. I wasn’t sure what to call this at first, but I listened to the Katy Perry song “Unconditionally” and my brain was like YES so here.

I’m not proud of how this ends, but eh, my brain sucks at ending things. Just hope y’all enjoy this bit of adorable sickfic fluff ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

WARNING: contains relatively graphic scenes of vomit…and becomes extremely tooth-rotting fluff

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It was an ordinary day in Danville – or as ordinary as it could be with the Murphy family’s usual chaos. Milo and Zack’s walk to school had been a heck of a ride, as usual. Runaway concrete pipes, surfing on busted plumbing, falling off cliffs, the whole nine yards. But, as is the norm for Milo Murphy and his friends, everything worked out and they got to school in the nick of time.

 But of course, it didn’t take long for them to realize someone was missing.

 As the students sat in class waiting for Ms. Murawski, Milo looked between him and Zack and noticed a conspicuously empty seat. “Hey, wait a minute,” asked the jinx, “Where’s Melissa?” “I have no idea,” replied Zack, scratching the back of his head in confusion. The other students surrounding them began chattering among themselves, wondering what could’ve happened to the rough-and-tumble redhead. “Maybe she blocked one of her chakras?” Mort suggested with a shrug. Bradley facepalmed, “Mort, she’s not a hippie like you are. She doesn’t do chakras.” “MAYBE DRAKO GOT HER!” panicked Chad, shivering like a leaf and covering his head with his hands. “Don’t panic, everyone,” Amanda cut in, “Knowing what happens in this town, she’s probably caught up in time-travel shenanigans to save a cart of pistachios or something.”

 “Pipe down, class!” came an adult voice. The kids turned to see Ms. Murawski entering the room, just hanging up a phone. “I know you’ve all noticed that Melissa Chase is missing today. Well, it’s simple. She’s just come down with a stomach ache and can’t come in today. No matter, she’ll be able to catch up some other day.” She took out a pencil, “Now, turn your textbooks to page 421.”

 As the other students got to reading, Milo turned to look at Melissa’s empty chair. “That’s too bad,” he sighed, “I don’t even remember the last time she got sick.” He turned to look out the window. “Poor Melissa. She must be feeling pretty down right now.” “Yeah…” Zack agreed, looking crestfallen. “I wish I could help out.” “Well, if you want to, you could,” Amanda suddenly spoke up, “It’s just a little science work, you don’t need to worry about missing it. I think Melissa would be happy to have a little company today.” “Yeah,” Milo agreed with Amanda, “Besides…I’m sure you would love to have a little…” He cleared his throat sarcastically, before giving a smug grin, “Quality time with her.” “Oh, of course,” laughed Amanda, as snickers and ‘oooooh’s went up around the rest of the classroom. Zack flushed a beet-red, flustered by Milo’s joke. “Yes, yes, I’m aware of the, ahem, ‘chemistry’,” he chuckled bashfully, “Alrighty. If you think I should go hang out with her, I’ll go. She could use the company.” “You go, Zack!” cheered Milo, as Zack went to Murawski’s beloved front desk.

 “Excuse me, Ms…may I be excused? I need to use the restroom,” Zack innocently asked, hiding his lie expertly well. “Fine, very well,” Murawski huffed, “Just don’t get lost.” “Thanks, Ms,” he chirped, waving goodbye to the students as he left the room. The moment he slipped out, he scanned the halls for the arrow sign that was labeled “Way Out”, and the minute he saw it, he scampered in that direction. He heard hall monitors yelling at him to not run in the halls, but he couldn’t give less of a damn. Detention could wait. He had a friend to help.

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 After a lot of running and following directions on his phone, Zack had arrived in the street where Melissa and her single father lived. Seeing Mr. Chase standing outside his house watering a bush, Zack got on his way to talk to him when he suddenly noticed a butterfly flitting in front of him. Zack watched it fly upwards and noticed it settle on a tree branch covered in wisteria flowers – and an idea registered in Zack’s mind. He reached up and grabbed a small branch covered in a healthy amount of the flowers, wrapped the wood in some tissue paper he brought with him, and wrapped a bow around the flowers to keep them straight. Holding tightly onto the bouquet, he soon made it to the house he was looking for.

 As Mr. Chase was minding his own business, watering that bush, he heard a familiar voice. “Hey, Mr. Chase!” He turned off the hose and whipped around to see Zack, politely standing at his gate with a bouquet of wisteria flowers in hand. “Oh, hello, Zack,” greeted the firefighter, “I imagine you heard about my daughter?” “Yeah, tough break,” Zack replied in a sympathetic tone. “When I heard, I thought I could come down and cheer her up.” “Oh, how nice,” Mr. Chase smiled, “Melissa doesn’t get sick often, but she’s always miserable when she does. I think she’ll be happy to have a friend with her.” “I thought so too,” Zack nodded, following his crush’s father to the door. “Thanks for letting me come around,” he thanked with a grateful wave. “No problem,” the older man replied, “Any friend of my daughter’s is a friend of mine. Hope you two have fun.” “Bye, Mr. Chase,” Zack waved at him as he walked up the stairs to his friend’s room.

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 It had not been a fun morning for Melissa. When she awoke, the stomach pain had hit her in full force, and it didn’t take long for her father to realize how out of sorts she was. Neither of them liked when she got sick, but Melissa had a special hatred for the concept of illness. She was a real go-getter, and the thought of having to stay in bed for hours on end and not enjoy her usual hobbies made her feel even sicker than she was already.

 But the worst part of being sick in bed is that, without her mind being preoccupied by daily events caused by school and Murphy’s Law, it tended to wander to some uncomfortable places…and asked some tough questions she didn’t know if she had the answers to.

 Was Milo always gonna be able to keep himself prepared for every situation? 

Will his bad luck come to bite him in a way he can’t protect himself from?

Should she even be asking these questions?

Would Milo WANT her asking these questions?

 The internal crisis she was having made the stress she had grow all the more, and her stomach’s pain intensified with it.

 Melissa was holding her head in distress and shutting her eyes tightly, in a vain attempt to block out those awful questions, when she heard her door creak open. Reluctantly, she slowly opened one of her eyes…and suddenly her heart skipped a beat at who she saw waiting for her in the doorway. She gently pulled herself up from her hunched state as her eyes met his, and gently mumbled “Z-Zack? Is that…really you?” Zack let out a quiet laugh, “Of course it’s me, buddy. I heard you were sick, and I knew I had to be there for you. You are my best friend, after all.” Melissa didn’t notice it, but her cheeks were heating up with a bright red blush as the compliment warmed her heart and soul. “You…really mean that?” she asked, giving a genuine smile. Zack couldn’t help blushing himself at the sight of Melissa giving him a sweet, happy smile with her cheeks tinged red. It was completely adorable.

 To respond to her question, Zack revealed the bouquet of wisteria flowers he’d picked on his way. “If I didn’t mean it, would I get you these?” He approached her in her bed and gently knelt down to her level, “Milo’s told me you love flowers, so when I saw these in your neighborhood, I figured I’d get you a little something.” Melissa gave an adorably surprised gasp, then, as quickly as she could, reached over to grab the bouquet with a cute little giggle. “Wow, I…” she stammered, caressing some of the petals, “That’s really sweet of you.” “It’s the least I could do for you being such a great friend,” Zack responded, watching happily as his best friend held the wisteria bouquet to her chest and face and inhaled deeply. “I’m glad you like them.” “Thanks, Zack,” Melissa gave him the cutest smile ever, “I’m glad you’re here for me.” “Well,” responded the former boyband member, “What are best friends for?”

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 From then on, in the following hours, the two best friends made the most of their time together. The two played all sorts of games, shared all sorts of stories, and just being two kids happy in one another’s company. Zack enjoyed every moment, yet throughout it all he couldn’t stop himself taking his eyes off his best friend. Her smile warmed his heart, her giggles were absolutely adorable, and every so often she’d briefly stop what she was doing, turn around and smell the flowers he’d brought her, now sat comfortably in a vase on her bedside table. That was another thing he found to be adorable. It wasn’t often that he saw the redhead able to just loosen up and be a goofball when they weren’t busy trying to stop Murphy’s Law from causing mayhem, but when they got the chance to just be kids, it was something both of them made the most of.

 It was during a quiet break from their fun that things began to take an unexpected turn.

 Zack was watching his best friend cuddled up in her bed, stroking her hair gently, when an uncomfortable-sounding groan emitted from her stomach, and she abruptly shot up and looked at him with a deer-in-the-headlights look. “What’s the matter?” asked Zack, gently grasping her hands. “I…I dunno,” Melissa panted, before she clutched her stomach out of instinct. “I…I’ve never felt l-like this…” She took a shaky breath, “But I feel like I…ugh!” She cringed, and without thinking raised a hand to her mouth. Zack connected the dots right away. He didn’t think they’d be able to make it to the bathroom fast enough at this point. Luckily, his eyes floated to a spare empty flower vase not yet filled with wysterias or whatever other flowers she liked. It wasn’t perfect, but it’d do. He scrambled over and grabbed it, before giving it to Melissa, and sat next to her once more.

 Melissa opened her mouth to say something, but abruptly, she hunched herself over and heaved unpleasantly. Zack couldn’t help cringing, but he knew he had to provide some semblance of comfort. It looked like this was a new experience for her. He gently rubbed her back as each painful retch came, making sure she knew he was there for her even in a time like this. Melissa’s mind didn’t register much else in that moment other than the horrible feeling of her throat and stomach expunging the nasty liquid from her body, and, in sharp contrast, the warm, soft, gentle touch of her best friend.

 In reality, it only took 30 seconds for the retching to stop. To Melissa, it felt like an eternity. Nonetheless, when she was sure she was done, she pulled her head back from the vase and wiped her brow as she set the now puke-filled vase aside. She breathed heavily in an attempt to clear her mind, as what just happened played itself over and over again in her head. She’d never experienced something like that before, and she never wanted to again. Luckily, though, she had her best friend right nearby. Getting a little closer to the sickly go-getter, Zack gently asked her “How do you feel?” Coughing a little, Melissa turned to Zack with a look of pure pain in her eyes. “I…I…” she wiped her brow again, “What…was that? T-that was horrible…” “Relax, Melissa,” Zack did his best to comfort her, “You just vomited. No big deal, it happens to you sometimes if you’re stomach-sick.” “B-But I…” the redhead whimpered, “Th-that hasn’t happened to me before…My dad told me about it when I was super young, and cuz I don’t get sick that often…I never THOUGHT it would happen…” She sighed, “Man, I feel like a dummy now.” Feeling his heart hurt for Melissa’s sorry state, Zack pulled her into a hug, “Hey…you’re no dummy. If this is your first time ever vomiting, no wonder your mind’s in a daze like this. You’ll be alright. You’re always alright, aren’t you?” He put a hand on one of her shoulders and comfortingly looked into her beautiful blue eyes.

 Until she said two words that threw him for a loop…

 “Not really.”

 Zack’s mind took a moment to register what Melissa had just said. Those two, little, mumbled words. “Not really.” What was she implying? Was it what Zack was thinking? No, there’s no way, Melissa was the toughest girl he’d ever known. But, why else would she say that? Gently, he got closer to her, and gently gazed into her eyes, ignoring the blush on his face, and asked “What do you mean by…’not really’?” Melissa flinched a little, not knowing where to begin. The questions in her mind were roaring to get out, and she had to let someone know. She was tired of suffering in silence.

 At that moment, Melissa gently grabbed Zack’s shoulders and began to speak, knowing he’d be there to listen.

 And all the words came flying out.

 “…Zack, I’m scared. I’ve always BEEN scared. Ever since I became Milo’s best friend, I’ve always been worrying myself like crazy about him, worrying that someday he’s gonna get caught in some insane Murphy’s Law accident that he’s not ready for and he’ll get hurt…or worse. And I know it’s really fucking stupid cause it’s goddamn Milo and he’s ALWAYS prepared, but I can’t help myself. And I just feel like a big jerk because Milo wouldn’t WANT me to be worried about him all the time. He’s…fine with the way things are and doesn’t want them to change…but…” She took a shaky breath, and sighed lowly, “I do.” Zack now reached up and rubbed her shoulders as she continued talking, “I don’t want Milo to be stuck with Murphy’s Law. I want him to live and be happy, without always having to look over his shoulder in case of stampeding bison or angry crossing guards or other shit like that. But Milo…he just doesn’t want that…and I feel like a selfish idiot who tries to act like she knows what’s best for everyone…but…” She glanced up, and Zack’s heart leapt at what he saw…

 The toughest, smartest kid he’d known in his life…strong, brave, a born leader with a near-permanent smile…

 She was crying.

 “I just…” she whimpered, not even bothering to wipe away the hot tears streaking down her face, “I feel like such a selfish jackass who doesn’t know what Milo or even you want in your lives…I just don’t want to lose him, or you, or anyone…” She shut her eyes tightly and let a fresh wave of tears out, “And I’ve been lying to you about how I’ve been feeling this whole time…because I just don’t want you guys to see what a fucking mess I really am!” “You’re not a mess-” Zack tried to interrupt, only for Melissa to cut him off. “No, don’t…don’t keep the lie going any longer than it has to…” she sobbed, “I act like I’m tough, but…I’m just a terrified wreck of a person who can’t stand the thought of losing the people she cares about…that’s me. That’s selfish, paranoid, obnoxious Melissa Lily Chase…”

 With that, the broken redhead turned away and started sobbing all-out into her hands, her limbs shaking with every loud sob echoing from her body. She could feel the burn of hot tears rushing down her face, dripping from the tip of her nose onto her bed. Between every choked sob, she tried to take some breaths as if to calm herself, but all attempts failed as the tears kept on coming.

 With every sob Melissa let out, Zack could feel his heart sink a little more. There was a part of him who still couldn’t believe this. How long had Melissa been keeping these feelings at bay? Did she really think that badly of herself just for being worried about Milo? His mind raced with questions, but he honestly couldn’t give less of a damn about getting the answers. All that mattered to him was giving support to someone who very badly needed it.

 Without hesitation, Zack gently put his arms around Melissa’s back, gently rubbing her side with one hand and stroking her hair with the other. It took a moment for Melissa to register what Zack was doing, but the moment she did, she felt her muscles gently ease up at the feeling of his warm embrace. She could still feel her cheeks and nose wet from all the crying she’d been doing, and flushed a little in embarrassment. “I, uh…” she tried to break the silence, “I’m sorry you had to see me like this.” “You don’t need to apologize,” Zack told her gently, “I just wonder why you hadn’t spoken up about your feelings before. Milo’s an understanding guy, he’d be happy to listen to your worries.” “I just…” she sniffled, “I just don’t want Milo to start worrying about what goes on in my head all the time…and I don’t wanna seem like a controlling bitch.” Without warning, Zack put a hand over her mouth the moment she said the word “bitch”. He turned Melissa around to look at him and looked intently into her eyes, and spoke his mind.

 “Listen to me, Melissa. You are not a ‘bitch’. You have never been a bitch. You’re worrying yourself that you’re a terrible person because you actually want what’s best for Milo! There’s nothing wrong with that. I know Milo is fine with the way things are but if you’re not, that’s completely okay. We may not be able to change Murphy’s Law, but we’ll always be able to help Milo throughout everything, and I know that cuz you’ve been doing that for seven years now, and I know you can keep doing that.” He gave her the warmest smile he could manage, despite the fact he now had tears of his own welling up in his eyes. “There’s nothing wrong with being scared, Melissa – as long as you don’t let it change who you are.”

 In that moment, both 13-year-olds found themselves gazing into one another’s tearful eyes. Then, without another word, Melissa got closer to Zack and collapsed into his arms, wrapping her arms around his back. It didn’t take long for Zack to return the embrace, rubbing her back gently to soothe her emotions. They stayed there, in silence, for what felt like hours. Neither of them said a word. They didn’t have to, not right now at least. All they needed right now was right in front of them.

 After so long of being locked in that embrace, Melissa pulled back a little, wiping one more tear from her face, before gently cupping her hands around Zack’s own face and tilted his head up so their eyes could lock once more. Both of them smiled tenderly as the tension that was in their minds evaporated.

Of course, there was just one more thing Melissa felt the need to say…

 “Hey,” she whispered, getting Zack’s full attention. She now moved her hands down to gently clasp his own, and gave him a soft smile, grateful for all of what he’d done for her, not just today but in all the time they’d spent together in the past. She took one more deep breath as if to mentally prepare herself, and spoke the three magic words.

 “I love you.”

 There was a brief moment where Zack felt surprised, but that quickly gave way to an indescribable feeling of happiness, and it didn’t take long for him to respond.

 “I love you too.”

 Without hesitating for a moment, the tomboyish nerd and the dorky jock soon embraced one another in a long, soft kiss, tears of joy now streaming down their faces. Zack brought a hand up to gently caress Melissa’s cheek while Melissa put her arms around his back, deepening the kiss further.

 Once they needed to break for oxygen, the two gently separated their lips, still having their noses touching. Suddenly a knock sounded at the door, and both of them flushed a bit before scrambling off each other – but they were still smiling widely after their passionate love display. The door opened and revealed Mr. Chase with a large cup of tea in hand. “Here you go, sweetie,” he spoke, bringing it over to his daughter, “I made you some tea. See if it helps your stomach.” “Thanks, Dad,” Melissa giggled a little in response. Zack couldn’t help blushing a little at how adorable he found that little laugh of hers. Mr. Chase now thought back to earlier and cringed a little, “I heard what sounded like vomiting earlier. Isn’t that your first time? I hope everything’s okay.” Melissa gave an awkward shrug, “It was scary at first, but…it wasn’t so bad. Especially since Zack was with me.” A sincere smile crossed her face, as she looked over at her best friend-turned-boyfriend, then at her loving father. “I know it sounds weird, but…this has been one of the happiest days I’ve had in a long time. Thank you both, so much. I’m so glad I have you both and Milo and everyone else in my life.” Zack and Mr. Chase now both brought Melissa into a group hug, and the former Lumberzack gently thanked her himself, “And thank you for being in ours.”

The End

[larz-barz]

Love Story

prologue

Milo sprinted through the forest, tears flowing down her face and blood dripping from her eyebrow.

‘What was that thing??!!’

Milo got stopped by a man in a uniquely patterned haori (how do I describe it, idek cause im not good at descriptions).

“Why are you out so late? Did something happen?” The man questioned then they heard growling in the distance and Milo whimpered.

The monsterous humanoid ran up to the man and Milo, claws out and growling.

The man swiftly chopped the monster’s head off, a calm look on his face.

“W-what was that thing..?”

“A demon.” The man said stoically then ran off in the direction of the mountains (y’all know what happens next).

Milo stared dumbfoundedly in the direction the man ran in.

‘I never caught his name..’

Milo hesitantly walked back to her friend’s house.

She buried Siyomi (her friend) and her family and paid her respects.

Milo walked home.

Her mother and father smiled when she walked through the doors.

“What are you doing home so soon?” Milo’s father, Leno Suzuki, asked.

“Demon attack..” She spoke softly, tears reentering her eyes.

The 2 adults gasped.

They ran to the young girl and hugged her tightly.

“We’re so sorry sweetie…” Akane spoke, sympathy in her voice and Leno nodded.

“It’s ok…” Milo said then walked to her bedroom.

——————————————————————————

Tanjiro went to sleep, thinking about the demons that Saburo had told him about.

The next day, Tanjiro walked back to his house.

The scent of blood filled his senses and he hurriedly ran to his house.

He started hyperventilating at the sight of his slaughtered family.

~The end~

[no-see-um-incorrect]

Ok soooo im having a really fucked day mentally…….. so here’s how my favorite ASMR boys would help you during your mentally fucked days 

Seth🏕️

He’s been there. He knows how it is. 

He’ll pick you up throw you over his shoulder, grab the softest blanket in the house and a whole box of your favorite cookies/comfort snack. He puts on your favorite playlist/movie/TV show

Put you on his lap with the blanket over you and hold you close. gently kissing your neck and shoulders. He doesn’t say much. he doesn’t have to say much. he’ll listen, he’ll nod. But rarely will any words be spoken unless prompted 

Charlie🍕🐭

He knows you. You guys literally grew up together, trying to hide it from him is pointless. 

He’ll walk up to you and give you a big hug. (as big as the skinny bitch can muster) and he won’t let you go until you are willing to sit down and talk about it.

“it’s OK Casper”

“let it out……I’ll be here when you’re ready”

“Your not a burden babe… you’re never a burden”

After you’re done talking, you lay in bed together and cuddle until you both asleep

Milo🐾

We already know how good Milo is at this kind of thing.

Provided that you’re not already in panic zone. Milo can always tell when his sweetheart is not doing well.  he goes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist.

(provided that you have the same reaction as me that would make you cry right then and there.)

He listens, he holds you close, he makes it better.

You’d think he was taking lessons From caelum for how quickly he makes “the knots” go away. Sure some knots will always be there and he knows that. But he will try his hardest to make you feel safe and loved.

If I do caelum I just might cry While typing this

Sam❤️

(What is it with broken southern men) Sam. much like Seth also knows what it’s like.

“I got ya darlin’….you’re safe here”

Sam holds you close to his chest. And just lets you vent while he softly rubs your back. He’ll use his flannel sleeve to wipe off any stray tears.

You can ask if you’re being too much. You can tell him you didn’t want to be a burden. 

But he won’t have any of it.

“darlin do you think it’s a burden when I share my sorrows with you?”

“No.” (If you say yes. f@ck you)

“then why do you think I’d be burdened with hearing yours?”

Once the vent session is done, and your tears are dried. He’ll give you all the kisses, and whisper all the sweet nothings. And get you back to feeling like you’re on top of the world. 

 Auron📚

(Didn’t think I was gonna bring him out did ya)

We know that he’s not the softest guy in the world, but when he is it’s good.

He realizes that you’re not acting your normal self and will request a meeting with you (whilst also clearing the next two hours of his schedule)

He sits on the couch in his office (he’s loaded He has one) you sit down next to him, and he pats his lap.

“come here. rest your eyes rook” you lay your head in his lap, and he  runs his fingers through your hair. He won’t push you to talk. He’ll just wait until you’re ready.  but if he feels that you’re not telling him because you don’t want to bother him. He’ll reassure you.

“we may be on work hours,  but I want you to know i’m still here….. you can interrupt me at any time of the day or night if you need anything”

The rest is up to you.

Guy🍕

It doesn’t matter if you are the best at hiding it. if literally nothing in your demeanor changes, if you’re just the same as you always are,

he knows 

“Honeyyyyy~ what’s wrong”

Hide your emotions all you want you’re gonna end up talking about it. he’ll kiss all over you, Whispering little praises, make extremely lewd comments. you know guy being guy just a lotmore than usual. and somehow even he’s confused about this. It makes you feel better. 

Sorry if this sucks, my hands were shaking the entire time and I still don’t have my glasses fixed. Love y’all, and I wish you well 





[dani-ya-dig]

Okay I’m finally gonna do it.

I’m watching all three of the summit audios and posting just an absolute clusterfuck of my thoughts about it

So thought’s beneath the cut I guess

The Monarchial Summit

No but I’m actually with Milo on this one who the fuck only owns one belt?? I don’t even go to formal things but I still own multiple belts

Also Ash accusing Aggro of stealing his shoes… like the cat of MILO GREER would touch anything Asher would wear anyways. The fucking audacity of that statement.

Makayla existing might be one of the juiciest princes of information my brain soaked up from this anthology. I need to know more about this woman. I don’t even know why

Yeah… welcome to monarchy lovely… it’s great I swear

SAMMMMM!!!

Also like if y’all have idea for things that Sam wore to the summit share them with me bc I genuinely can not imagine anyone being able to get that man into anything more than a black and white tux

Sam and Darling better have got that fucking ice cream, I don’t give two FUCKS who died for them to get it. They deserve it. I love them in case you couldn’t tell. I’m pretty lowkey abt it.

GOD Porter is such a fucking asshole I love him so bad

Also this is probably gonna be something I bring up multiple times throughout this post but I love seeing the dynamic that the Solaire kiddos have going on. Like they interact pretty similarly to me and my siblings (except… you know… way more toxic) and I think it’s a fun dynamic that I genuinely want to see more of. I know the clan probably doesn’t hang out as a unit as often as like the Shaw Pack does but I really wanna see more of them together.

God I know the Shaw Solstice parties must be so fun

Also do you guys actually think anyone is like dancing at the Summit? Because I genuinely can’t imagine it. I would love to imagine vampires waltzing but it feels like it’s more of a socialization stand around and talk to people event… which is far less fun

“It’s a party not a funeral” it is actually so silly that you would say that you old fuck

SHUT THE YOUR UGLY ASS UP CHRISTOPHER!! I KNOW VINCENT IS SLAYING AT THIS FUCKING PARTY

Also what does “there’s mud in your eye” mean? Is that what Christopher says? I’ve never heard that expression in my life.

OHHH ITS ALEXIS!! I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY ANT THIS PART!!!

Also GOD props to Alexis’s voice actor because every single line was delivered so fucking perfectly that it actually makes me wanna scream. ITS SO GOOD

I know her saying “mates” condescendingly must have already had Darlin wanting to whoop her

SHE SAID THE THING!!! SHE SAID THE THING THAT NO ONE HS BROUGHT UP UNTIL THIS POINT!!!

Seriously I hope that’s a topic we get to touch on more in later audios, is whether Darlin wants to be turned or not, because there is so much potential there and I LIVE FOR IT!!! And then like a Sam comfort audio where Darlin is all anxious that he isn’t gonna like them if they age even if they know that’s not the case in their heart GOD I FLDNSKDNDJDNHDJDHDZHJDHDHD

Sorry I got too excited

UGH OLDER DARLIN!! MWAH MWAH MWAH!

I may consistently talk abt how much I love Sam but Darlin is the character I actually have a crush on guys

Alexis does make a point though. I don’t remember exactly how old she is but I seriously doubt that Darlin would stand a chance against her in a fight based on her age alone.

“Pettiness isn’t childish at all. It’s what we GROWNUPS use to express our distaste when we grow up from our adolescent power fantasies and learn how the real world works” So we are just lying now? Also, okay meemaw sorry didn’t mean to disrespect my elders. Old ass.

The fact that she knew if Sam came over when she was talking to Darlin that it would start a fight

Also this part is something I saw a few Alexis fans complaining about. Saying stuff like “oh so Alexis is just a villain and doesn’t actually get any dimension as character great 🙄” but like??? Are you guys not seeing what I’m seeing about this?? One, Alexis is talking out of her ass, she is saying anything she can to make Darlin angry or feel like shit. That doesn’t mean anything she is saying holds any merit. She could 100% be lying, and there could have been good intentions behind her turning him, even if it was a stupid decision. Like Porter said Alexis is a delightful blend of self assured and insecure. Do you really think if she held regret for what she did she would let other people see that?? Sam actively says that the shit she has gone through has made her hardened but there is still a person underneath all of it.

I’m not even an Alexis fan but it baffles me that you guys don’t still see the possibility for her to have depth, even just within headcanon if it’s never talked about again.

DARLIN TAP ME IN PLS I COULD TAKE HER IN A VERBAL SPAR PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS

Porter to the rescue!

DRAG HER ASS PORTER!! SICK EM!!

Also Porter is strangely kind to Darlin?? Like in this audio sure he says he only helped them so he didn’t have to deal with the aftermath of a fight between them and Alexis, but also in the audio with him and Vincent the first thing he does when he meets them I compliment them. Potential for begrudging besties?? Or Porter trails Darlin around and they can’t shake him no matter how hard they try??

DARLINS FOOTSTEPS AS THEY RUN AFTER SAM <33

“You should >:(“ actually who the fuck do you think you are???

QUINN FORESHADOWING??? PLS PLS PLS??? I genuinely don’t see any reason to have this interaction if it isn’t foreshadowing to something happening with Quinn

“I needn’t mention Porter” PLS WHAT HAS PORTER DONE THAT IS SO AWFUL THAT PPL OUTSIDE OF THE HOUSE KNOW IT???

“Invocation’s from maker to progeny, not the other way around Sam 🙄” SHE IS SO SASSY I CANT! EVERY LINE SHE HAS I SWEAR

“But playing is what I do best <3” STAY AWAY FROM MY MAN HOMEWRECKERRRRRR /ref

SEE GUYS THIS IS WHAT IM TALKING ABT!! IM NOT A FAN OF ALEXIS BY ANY MEANS BUT JUST BECAUSE SHE SAID SHE TURNED SAM FOR SELFISH REASONS DOESNT MEAN YOU CANT STILL VIEW HER AS A MULTI-FACETED CHARACTER

NOT THE NIGHT OLD CUP OF NOODLES

Porter quoting Sam. I love to imagine that this is something that Vampire have to explain often so they just all end up explaining the same way eventually.

“What’s it to you” MILO BEING PROTECTIVE OVER SWEETHEART!! IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH.

Wait how did Porter know that Sweetheart was investigating Closeknit?? Does that actually matter? Am I thinking too much?

“I don’t expect you to get it” as if every piece of media with a masquerade or large ball type event doesn’t have some kind of murder mystery undertones Porter. This truly shouldn’t have surprised anyone.

Super sleuth sweetheart <33

ASHER YOU DONT NEED TO TURN TO EVERYONE ELSE FOR THE ANSWERS ALL THE TIME!! U R SMART!! YOU CAN MAKE DECISIONS!!

Like even when it wasn’t him saying that he needed to go to David he still turned to Babe as if asking them what to do

Darlin is stronger than I. this shit would have made me cry so hard so fast I would have lost it

I love that even with all of the chaos happening inside Sam and Darlin still just get to have their sweet little moment alone

ANGEL SITTING IN ON THE MEETING WITH DAVID!!!

Food for thought, during the meeting David was holding Angel’s hand under the table and messing with their engagement ring???

“Ash… look at me” WHY SO YOU TWO CAN KISS??? STOP BEING SO IN LOVE WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND DAVID THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS

I genuinely thought they were gonna kiss goodbye at the end of that

Closeknit’s mission?? To what?? enable Blake’s obsession with his best friend??? To kidnap people and hold the hostage???

“Ow Porter what the hell! 😢”

“We are all sick of being your babysitter” (babysitter Sam enters stage right ready to drag both of them away by their ears)

THE MUSIC PICKING UP AT THE END IS SO KCNDKSBDJXHDBDBD I LUB IT

Vampire Justice

Alexis’s little “yeeeesss” is so silly of her. Someone has literally been murdered and she is just in a goofster mood

VINCENT’S LITTLE “lex :(“ AND THEN SHE FINALLY STOPS TEASING HIM!!! THEY ARE SIBLINGS UR HONOR!!!

ANGRY PROTECTIVE ASHER!!! GOD I CANT EVEN!!!

Also damn does sass just run in the family Alexis and Porter are so sassy

FAMILY!! HE SAID THE THING!!! THE WORD THAT MAKES ME CRY!!

hehehehe Mr. Shaw

Everyone is all shocked by the fact that they hold their own hearing instead of going to the department as if that’s the craziest thing about their legal system and not the fact that they literally are going to hold a public execution for Quinn

Also Sam seems just as much in the dark on a lot of this as the Shaw Pack does and I think that’s so funny. He has been a vampire for 15 years but just never have enough of a fuck to want to learn about vampiric court.

Monarch Baz really does not give a singular fuck.

“A pile of bones obviously” I could hear the eye roll in her voice

A LONG WALK IN THE SUN HAHAHAHAHAA

I know that he is innocent… but I really don’t like Christopher anyways

“I forgot to turn of the oven four years ago” PORTER!!

Dr. Samuel Collins knowing more about demon blood and its effects on vamps while being clueless about vampiric law

PLS CLOSEKNIT HAD TO MAKE A NOTES APP APOLOGY SAYING THAT THEY DONT KIDNAP DEMONS!! AND THEY WERE LYING TOO!! AND EVERYONE FUCKING KNOWS IT???

BITE HIS ASS MILO!!! SICK EM!!

Again I know he is innocent but Christopher was a little too comfortable saying “my former king” so quickly…

WITHOUT A FUCKING SECOND OF HESITATION JUST DROP DEAD IMMEDIATELY

THE CRUNCH

ICKY

Also I know the entire Shaw Pack jumped back

STONE COLD DAVID LOVE TO SEE IT

Monarch Baz is so unimpressed I love her

The Game

AYEEE RIOT ACT!! HE SAID THE REDACTED AUDIO THING!!

Yeah that was grimy of William. Not that the king and prince of the Bennett house didn’t deserve it mind you. But taking their assets was kind of adding salt to the injury. (I gotta respect it tho! Gotta respect it!)

Also it raises the question does the house of Bennett still exist if both of their leaders are dead? Do they have someone who falls next in the line of succession?

Also I get that Vincent is like going through his world kind of crumbling down a little bit… but also… like I expected he would be a little more angry learning about the hand the house of Bennett had in helping Closeknit and basically sponsoring the Inversion?? Like that’s the event that killed your partner and gave you no choices other than turn them into a vampire forever and strip them of their powers or let them die. I thought we would see a little more relief that they are dead.

Also Vincent being all like “it was different with Adam” IN WHAT WAY BRO??? IN WHAT WAY??? Adam tortured your partner and I must restate the Bennetts pretty much sponsored the death of A THOUSANDS PEOPLE!! ONE OF WHICH WAS YOUR PARTNER!!! ITS THE SAME???

Wait… Porter was turned by a year old vamp? I HAVE EVEN MORE QUESTIONS ABUT WHY HE IS SO POWERFUL WITH MAGIC THEN!! WHAT IS THIS DUDES SECRET??

I hope that after hearing each other’s perspectives that this can bring Porter and Vincent closer together. Or at least make them hate each other less. I’m pretty sure it will, and I’m excited to see it.

Okay I genuinely don’t have too much to say about this video but one thing I will say is that it hits very close to home, in a very odd way. I could just be projecting and taking this the wrong way. However, I was the youngest child in my family, and I was too young to understand some of the stuff that happened around me or people tried to shelter me from it. Then when I was outright told the truth it kind of broke the way I viewed my life and the people in it, in a way that can’t really be fixed. So I feel that a lot through Vincent’s situation. Obviously not the same thing because my family isn’t centuries old vampires who have killed before and will kill again lmao. But that feeling of not knowing what to trust anymore, or what was real or what you just made up to make things fit the narrative that you were told. It hits pretty fucking deep.

(Am I over sharing on the internet? Possibly. But also it’s my blog so I can do whatever I want!)

Overall my thoughts areeee… While the summit wasn’t what I was expecting it was going to be I enjoyed it! It was refreshing to get some… possible moves on other storylines, some foreshadowing for ones that are going, and new information on characters!

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#5

Has anyone in this fandom ever brought up the sheer amount of filthy innuendoes that would occur if Gavin ever had occasion to meet Angel?

Because if you tell me they wouldn’t make a competition out of who could make the absolute dirtiest innuendo out of normal conversation I would simply not believe you.

290 notes - Posted October 26, 2022

#4

A headcanon

Milo is a brave, tough wolf

Sweetheart is a badass investigator

They both still pick up Aggro and hold him in the direction of any spider that gets into their apartment so he can kill it

320 notes - Posted August 6, 2022

#3

Pups

Hey y’all! This is my first one-shot request! Woohoo! Thank you to the fantastic Anon who sent this in! To directly quote a brief piece, they’ve requested: “something that is years in the future, about the pack’s children and their shenanigans” Also I included Darlin’ and Sam because I love them and I can’t not include them, even if they weren’t specifically requested This one swaps POVs between the mates a few times, but who it is will be in italics at the beginning of their segment, as usual. There’s a list of the pups’ names at the bottom of the post, if you need to reference it. 4.4k words

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Angel

“I called Asher and his mate,” David said, sitting next to me in his spot on the couch.

“What for?” I asked, not looking up from my laptop.

“To come get Natalie tonight so she can have a sleepover with Evelyn.”

I scrunched my eyebrows and met my husband’s eyes. “What for?” I repeated.

“Gabriel called me while he was at school today. In tears.” David cleared his throat and folded his arms. I’d called our son Gabe once when he was just an infant and David had flinched so hard we’d never called him that again. He was Gabriel. “He felt his Core activating. We’re going to the clearing tonight so I can teach him how to shift.”

“Then why are Asher and his mate coming to get Natalie? I mean, are you just planning on leaving me here home alone for no reason? I can watch Natalie.”

David looked like I’d smacked him. “Angel, you’re coming with me and Gabriel to the clearing. We’re his parents. We’re both going to be there. But Natalie’s not old enough yet and her powers won’t activate for another couple years, so she gets to go to Uncle Asher’s to have a sleepover with Evelyn.”

“Davey—baby—I’m not a shifter.”

“Doesn’t matter. He wants you there. And, frankly, so do I. He’s our son. You should be there no matter what.” He leaned over and kissed me. “You deserve this as much as he needs you there.” He ran a gentle hand down my cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Daaaaad! Natty’s stuck in the tree again!” Gabriel called from upstairs.

David sighed.

“How many times have you told her not to climb that tree?” I asked as he got to his feet. He leveled a serious look at me.

“Are you surprised? She’s your daughter too—and she hero worships you.”

I opened my mouth to deny it, but he had a point. Natalie had always clung to me closer than her dad. She still loved David and was close to him, but if he and I were going different directions in a grocery store, she’d come with me.

“I’m going to go get our daughter out of the tree,” David said, heading for the back door. “If Ash comes while I’m outside, let him in. I don’t think Natty’s packed yet for the night.”

He went outside.

Gabriel came careening down the stairs, running over to me and jumping onto the couch. He wrapped his arms around me. “I’m scared,” he said softly.

“Of what, sweetie?” I asked.

“Tonight.”

I stroked his hair. Stick-straight and brown like David’s. Gabriel had his eyes too. Bright green. “You’re going to do fine. Your dad is a pro at this. He’s helped all the pups in the pack shift for their first time since he was in his early twenties. He even helped Uncle Ash when they were both teenagers. And I bet you’re gonna be a natural.”

Gabriel snuggled harder against my side. “I’m not worried about shifting,” he mumbled. “I’ve seen Dad as a wolf. I know I’ll be able to do that. I...” He sighed and buried his face in my shoulder. “I’m scared of what comes after.”

“What do you mean?” I wrapped my arm around his shoulder.

“Everyone’s gonna look at me different. ‘Cause they think I’m gonna be the alpha one day. They’re gonna start... expecting more from me, y’know?” He lifted his face from my shoulder and looked up at me. For being 13, he wasn’t going to be shorter than me for much longer. “And I’m not ready for that.”

“Oh. Honey.” I pulled Gabriel against my chest, holding onto him. “You don’t have to be alpha ever if you don’t want to. You know Dad won’t pressure you into it. And he’ll make sure the pack doesn’t either. And you’re too young for all of that right now. Your dad was always somber and serious—according to Uncle Ash, Uncle Milo, and every member of the pack older than him—and he had a deeply-ingrained sense of duty to his pack, since Grampa Gabe founded it. That’s why it bears our name. Shaw. But if you never feel ready to be made the beta under your dad, that’s okay.”

Gabriel sniffed. “I... I don’t...” He shook his head. “I don’t want to disappoint Dad.”

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339 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

#2

Redacted Incorrect Quotes, Part 4

Vincent: Are you free on Friday? Like, around 8PM?

Sam: Yes?

Vincent, to Darlin': What about you?

Darlin': I think so, yeah.

Vincent: Great, because I'm not. You two go on without me. Enjoy your date! *zips off home to Lovely*

Sam: Did he just—?

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Caelum: What do you deserve that is also a type of bagel?

Freelancer: Uh... I don't know. What?

Caelum: Everything!

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Asher: David sent me a Get Better Soon card

Milo: That's nice

Asher: I'm not sick. He just thinks I can do better

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Vincent: Hey, Tank, those are nice pants.

Darlin': Thanks

Vincent: I bet they'd look even better on Sam's floor

Darlin': *chokes on own saliva*

Sam: Vincent, are you flirting with Tank... *for* me?!

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Milo: Why did the chicken cross the road?

Asher: IDK, why?

Milo: To get to the idiot's house. Knock knock

Asher: Who's there?

Milo: The chicken

Asher: ... I won't punch you on one condition

Milo: Okay

Asher: Go tell that joke to Christian

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348 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

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The Morning After

So, Sam’s latest audio gave me some ideas ;-) 2.3k words (Frisky warning! No smut, but this gets a bit suggestive)

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The gentle twittering of birds in trees woke me.

I shuffled slightly. The birds... were new. My apartment was in a fairly developed area... not a lot of trees for birds to roost in. Usually I woke up to traffic sounds, not nature—

Sam’s.

I was at Sam’s house.

I was in Sam’s bed.

As the memories of last night came back to me, I became conscious of the fact that my arm was draped over Sam’s bare chest, one of my legs tangled between his where I was sprawled out on my stomach.

I also became aware of the fact that I was still completely naked.

Trying not to move too quickly, I turned my head so it was facing Sam. His eyes were still closed and he was breathing deeply. He looked more peaceful than I’d probably ever seen him before. Even when we were sharing the bed at the cabin for the solstice trip.

Mate. My mate, I thought. Even thinking the word sent a shock of magic through my Core. I... I have a mate...

Not something I ever expected I’d be able to think. I'd spent most of my life on the fringes of other people’s lives. I wasn’t close to anybody, never been good at making friends. My friend that Quinn attacked was the closest I’d been to a person before I met Sam.

But, just... just looking at him, sleeping beside me, I could feel my feelings for him making my chest physically ache. I love you. I love you so damn much. You’ve become my mate. I choose you. Today, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life.

I reached up and gently brushed my fingertips down his cheek.

He inhaled deeply, coming back to consciousness. His silver eyes glinted in the weak dawn light filtering past the blackout curtains as they turned down to meet mine. “Mornin’, darlin’,” he greeted softly. The same gruff, husky morning voice he’d had in the cabin. It made my heart stutter a beat. Flashes of last night shot through my head. “How are you feelin’? Hurt, at all?”

I raised one eyebrow higher than the other. “It takes a lot more than that to hurt me, Sam,” I said. “I’m tough.”

“Darlin’, you don’t have to be brave. If you’re hurtin’—”

“I’m not hurt,” I repeated. “I’m a little achy, sure, but I’m not hurt.”

Sam chuckled. “If you say so,” he said. I shuffled up a little bit so I could give him a kiss. He accepted it readily. I felt him sigh out his nose. “I love you.” The words were breathy as I pulled away.

“I love you too. I never thought I’d mean that as much as I do.”

He smiled and brushed his fingers down the side of my face. “Last night was amazin’.”

“Yeah,” I whispered, snuggling closer to him, grateful there was nothing I needed to do today. Apart from checking in with David later this afternoon. I still hadn’t fully earned much of his trust back—not that I could blame him—so we did check-ins fairly often.

Sam wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled against him, breathing deeply. We both did. He smelled like home.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, voice muffled slightly by the fact that I was speaking into the skin of his neck. Last night had been quite the dramatic change of heart for him. I didn’t have the social skills to say that to his face politely and I knew that, so I kept the implication in my tone.

I’d been perfectly content to go slow for him. It wasn’t hard for me to get carried away when it came to just about anything that mattered, but when he’d said he needed time, I was more than willing to give it to him. I couldn’t blame him. As far as I knew, the last... entanglement of his had been twelve years ago, and had ended with him being stripped of most of his powers and forced to drink blood to survive for the rest of eternity. And he’d said time had been sitting still ever since. So we’d moved slow.

Last night, it was like a switch had flipped in his head and he was quite suddenly all for it. I didn’t fault his reasoning—it made sense given my perspectives also shifted after the Inversion—but it seemed abrupt. For Sam.

And I didn’t want him to regret last night if he felt like he’d jumped the gun before he was ready and only just now realized it after a few hours of processing everything that had happened. I knew him. I sensed how down-trodden he was under all that attitude from the first day I met him. It took one to know one. And I didn’t want that part of him rearing its morose head in response to the joy we’d had last night.

Were you ready, Sam? Were you really ready? Or did you just convince yourself you were? Do you feel violated now? Do you regret being with me like that?

I didn’t doubt for a second that he meant it when he said he loved me. I hoped he didn’t doubt me when I said I loved him too. I hoped he knew how deeply I meant it when I told him he was my mate, and now always would be.

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