#i dont want to live like this i dont want to be constantly counting down the days until i can see her again

[minty-drop]

“Collector! Hey buddy, you ok?”

“Collector?”

Colourful stars, sparking with shine scattered across the walls. Searching, looking and digging there corners into the slits between the ivory. Worry swallowed the collector whole, nagging into his gut like a piercing blade.

“King!”

The star child shouted, turning to face the canine like creature, a titan who’s yet to fully grow, something they both had in common.

“I can’t find them. I don’t want to play this game anymore!”

He didn’t like how long this was taking, they were impatient, and did not like loosing games. But at this moment, he didn’t care if he lost.

He just wanted his ‘parent’ beside them again.

“M-maybe there back in our room? They could have switch spots”

“That’s cheating!!”

Rattling the walls like a earthquake, the force of the shout bouncing off the wall.

But he was right? Maybe they did go back?

Swiftly the child’s hand waved across, a motion to quick for the titan to catch before he as-well was thrown on top of its flat surface, the hum buzzing from the star present with the patter of feet next to him.

A game of hide n seek, a classic, a game where one would seek and the other would hide. A simple yet challenging game of who can stay hidden until the end.

And you were quite good at it.

It felt like hours ago you had watch the collectors feet drop off the bed, the counting of numbers stoping that erupted into giggles. The collector was good at hide n seek, and from what you’ve seen, was very good to the point you could only assume he had found king in under afew minutes when the star child had began to run around with an extra pair of feet right next to him.

They teamed up on you. Little sneakers…..

But at this point you didn’t really care, you were having fun with the children who you were to constantly accompany in every waking minute, sure it was tiring but it was fun. And in these moment you got to see them interact, giggling and planing there next ideas that were childish yet entertaining to hear. It was perfectly normal because after all,they were children. Maybes it’s because you were no longer a small child, the childish nature still living in you but as time passed by, you have matured by much and by the time you had met king and later met the collector through the events of the eclipse, you had began to become much like the parental figure of the group. You missed the others, and you wanted them here with you, for the collector to see what he is doing is wrong, but there was only so much you could do. The kid was young with immense power, but as time went on, you’ve come to see them as a young child you could look after and maybe then, all of you would be able to thrive.

But who am I kidding, nothing like that is easy to get.

You first heard the hum of the star like transportation, then the mumbling of the two children. The collectors feet hopped off the star along with the fluffy paws of king. From all you could see, the collector made his way to the bed you were currently under, inspecting the tossed blankets that you made previously made to look like someone was underneath the warm fabric. It was a risky move.

But his ankles were just in reach of your hands.

With a small snicker, you reached out and snatched onto the small godlike child’s ankles, causing the said child to jump up in surprise, hoping all the way over to the other side of the room like a scarred bunny.

“WHAT IS THAT WHAT IS THAT KINGGGGG”

“I DONT KNOW WHAT WAS THAT”

Curiously the collector had slowly walked back over to the bed, creeping up before lifting the whole bed up with his hand effortlessly.Laying there defenceless you could only do one thing.

“SURPRISE???”

Waving your hands like a mad man.

It took the collector a minute before he began to laugh, flying up in the air up and around before landing back down on the soft carpet.

“OHHH THAT WAS SO FUN. WE SHOULD PLAY THAT SO MANY MORE TIME! 1000 MORE TIMES!!!”

You chuckled.

“Anytime collector”

[mysicklove]

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

DAY 22: A/B/O

With: Isagi Yoichi

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: Omega/bottom Isagi, Top/Alpha/Gn reader, omegaverse stuff (slick, claiming, scenting, etc.), isagi is in heat, readers pp could be read as strap or dick, marking/biting, slight blood, possesive behavior, instincts and stuff, isagi lowkey being feral

A/N: i like this one. and dont ask me why i know so much about a/b/o dynamics.'

Isagi was completely fine with being an omega. Sure, in the beginning he thought it may affect his soccer career, but as he grew and matured, he realized that it wasn't a problem anymore. Scent blockers and suppressants were a gift from the gods, and key factor of how he went pro. Without them he didn't know where he would be.

But, it led to an addiction. Constantly hiding his scent, hoping people may mistake him for being a beta so he doesn't have to deal with the slander omegas get on the field. And without heats he doesn't have to miss practice. Hence, every morning he puts a scent blocker sticker on his neck and wrist, and the second he feels a little amiss, he pops a heat suppressant. And he lived fine.

Except then you came into his life. An alpha. 

Heats are supposed to be spent with you. His body was begging him to spend it with someone, but he shuts it down immediately. Its unhealthy, and he knows it. A doctor has reminded him for years now, but he brushed it aside. 

The two of you had fought about it for about a year now. It was damaging his body, but he was too deep in his soccer career to sacrifice those multiple weeks of the year. You couldn't force him to do it, but every time you saw him pop that pill, and instinctual dread flooded your veins.

He hasn't had a real heat in five years. More than twice longer than what is considered “unhealthy” for an omega. It means when he finally does fall into it, its bound to be painful, and long lasting. Not only that, but his instincts are supposed to be heightened more than usual, so he doesn't know what he will say or do once he goes into it again.

But you finally convinced him spend it with you. He has been hinting for months now that he wanted you to mark him, but when he finally bluntly asked you to claim him, you said you would only do it during his heat. He agreed with much hesitancy.

It's a dread to think about, and honestly he is a little scared. But he promised you he would do it. He (very reluctantly) called off two weeks from soccer practice during off season, when he felt his pre-heat begin to creep up on him. 

So, here he is. Going to have his first heat in five years. 

The two of you stayed at his place. It was probably better to be at a spot he is comfortable with after all. The days before it weren't too bad, you forced him to put away the scent blockers for a couple of days, so the house smelled strongly of him. He went out of his way to scent as many things as possible, growing anxious as the days went by. He also built a nest on the space next to his bed, covered in blankets, pillows, and too many items from your dirty hamper. He was antsy during this time, finding himself clinging to you, and following you around the house. It was cute honestly, watching him have a slight pout while he grips onto your hand.

His body temperature started to pick up by the third day of his preheat. He started wearing less clothing, and you hand fed frozen fruit to him, hoping to cool him off just a little. He tosses and turns in the night, whining out for you to hold him, comfort him, make the strange feeling stop. It was so confusing and he hated it.

And finally after four days, he experienced his first heat since he was a teenager. It was in the middle of the night, the two of you in his nest, and you were fast asleep when he awoke. Every inch of his body ached, and he was panting. Sweat dripped down his temple, and he could feel slick stain his boxers. It made him groan in frustration, but he couldn't do anything about it because he was so horny.

Everything in him screamed for him to get filled, and as quickly as possible. He doesn't even think about it, tearing off his shirt and boxers. His now naked body trembles and he pants into the back of his hand, before turning to your sleeping form. He quickly finds himself scampering over to you, shaking you awake.

You turn to him with a groan, eyes blinking in the darkness to try to adjust themselves. “Yoichi?” You question, voice hoarse from sleep.

He basically tackles you, collapsing his entire body onto yours, and burying his face into your neck, scenting it quickly and desperately. “It’s h-here–dont know what to do. H-Help. Hurts. It hurts. Make it stop!”

You snap awake in an instant, resting your hand on the back of his head. He straddles your leg, beginning to hump at it. You croon at him, the sound low and comforting, hoping to calm him down just slightly. “What do you need me to do, Yoichi?”

He shakes his head back and forth in your neck. “I don't know! J-Just touch me. Please, alpha!” 

You cup the back of his head, letting him rest in your neck, while you reach to grab his toy bag the two of you packed just a couple days earlier. You flick on the lamp on your nightstand and he glances at the bag in your hand, letting out a small growl and nipping at your skin.

You flinch, and he continues to growl, low, not threatening, but annoyed. “Don't want the toys. Touch me,” Isagi hisses, grinding his cock onto your leg.

“Feisty omega,” You murmur, setting the bag on the other side of the nest, and moving to reach behind him.

He gulps at the words, feeling bad already. His hormones are all out of wack, and he can't seem to think straight. He nuzzles into your neck and purrs, lifting his hips up to meet your fingers. 

You use a finger to prod at his entrance, eyes slightly widening at the feeling. “Wow love, you are so wet. You're dripping all over your legs and the pillows,” You murmur in astonishment, dragging your finger around the hole.

He whines in embarrassment, cheeks flushed from his heat, and now from humilation. “D-Dont know why. I woke up and it hasn't stopped,” he complains, voice low and gruff. You continue to pet his hair, trying to comfort him.

You hum in response, pressing your other finger into his hole. He shivers at the feeling, clinging onto you in the darkness. When it slips in easier than usual, you prod another one, finding it just as easy to slip in. “Fuck Yoichi, you’re just begging to be fucked aren’t you. Taking it so easy.”

His back is arched by now, pressing into the fingers that are now scissoring him. “More. ‘ts not enough. Please, please. I need more, alpha!” He cries, both sides of him now leaking. His face is flushed, and his whole body feels like its on fire.

You shush his mewls, letting out a soothing scent and he moans into your neck. “Alright, alright. I’m going to make you feel good, relax,” you whisper, trying to pull yourself a way for minute to prepare yourself. He doesn't let you go far, arms wrapping around your entire body, breathing into your skin. The scent seems to make him feel grounded, and it's what he desperately needs right now.

“Here, lay down for me,” You encourage, trying to pull him off just for a second so that you can line yourself up with him. He doesnt seem to listen, shaking his head and panting. Sweat beads at his temples, and he's already beginning to beg again, but you push him to the bed, pinning his hands up for a moment while you press the tip into him.

He groans at the feeling, already borderline oversensitive. “Hold me. Please. Hold me, ‘s hot. I can't–”

You kiss his neck, pressing further inside of him, and his eyes widen, gasping at the feeling. His nails dig into your back and you try not to hiss out, continuing forward till you bottom out in him. Slick continues to leak out and onto the nest, but you don't say anything, afraid of embarrassing him.

But you couldnt help but notice the way his back arches, and the wet feeling now on the both of your stomachs. His breaths are shaky and his hold on you is weak. It gives you a chance to pull away for a second, glancing at the cum spread between the two of you. 

He covers his face with his hand, blushing profusely. “I'm sorry. Don't know what happened. J-Just felt…really good,” He warbles, not daring to look at you, but feeling himself begin to grow hard again. 

You giggle at him, planting a soft kiss to his lips. “S’alright. So cute, Yoichi. Wanna take a break then?”

His eyes are back onto you in an instant, wide and panicking. “N-No! You can't stop, please keep going!” He begs, lifting his hips to grind his cock on your stomach in a plea.

You know it's the heat talking, so you don't dare to tease him, afraid of pissing him off. So you abide by your omegas command.

“Fuckkkk,” He breathes, eyes rolling back when you start to pick up the pace. You grip at the back of his head, pulling him into a kiss, and thrusting forward. His legs wrap around your waist, and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you impossibly closer. Your thrusts are hard, short, and make a lewd slapping noise from the skin to skin contact. 

Isagi pulls away from the kiss, eyes cloudy, and mouth slightly swollen from the attention. “Alpha. Alpha. Alpha. Alpha,” He chants, mewling at every thrust, while slick drips down his thigh.. 

You kiss his cheek, humming to him in question. “Right here. I'm here. Doing so well. Such a pretty omega,” You coo in response, and the effects are immediate. He purrs at your voice, nuzzling into your neck and scenting you with a small fucked out grin.

“Mark me.”

You pause your movements, eyes flashing to his blue ones. He whines at the interruption, grabbing at your hips to pull you in closer. “Right now? It's so early,” You reason, growing dizzy off his warm scent.

It turns sour in an instant. “Y-You dont want me?”

He was being unreasonable, but that was the heat talking. His brain wasn't in the right place, and the second you didn't agree, it hurt. Way more than it should have. Tears prick at his eyes, and he begins to push you away, feeling gross with himself.

You don't let him go far, releasing a calming scent, and crooning to him. “Not what I meant. Relax, omega. It's okay, you're okay. I'll mark you, will that make you feel better?”

He clings onto you immediately, scent light again. “Please please please. Wanna be yours. Your omega. Please bite me!” 

You groan, grabbing his hips and forcing him back down onto the length. He gasps, trembling, but now baring his neck to you. 

“You're going to be the death of me, Yoichi,” You sigh, not liking how much control he has over you. Between the scent and his lewd words, which would never come out of his mouth if he wasn't in heat, it was hard to stay present in the moment.

“Please please please,” he cries, grabbing your hair  and forcing you toward his very own neck. You glance at him one last time, looking at his glassy eyes, and flushed cheeks. He nods at you, a whine slipping past his lips. 

You take one last deep breath, inhaling your lovers intoxicating scent and bury your teeth into his neck. He yelps, gripping onto your hair as tears drip down his cheeks. But his back arches, and hes cumming again from the action. His head spins as he feels your tongue lick at the wound, crooning out apologies for the pain.

Your thrusts have slowed down slightly, but they are deeper, harder. After cumming two times Isagi feels himself grow tired, weaker, but every cell in his body is screaming at him to go again and again. Till he passes out, if he must. 

“You alright? My omega…All mine,” You whisper, brushing away his sweaty bangs. He feels light headed, absolutely amazed at the feeling of being claimed after all this time and your words, but frustrated from your bare neck. It's not fair.

A possessive nature takes over him, and he lets out a small growl. You raise your eyebrows at him, confused by the sudden aggression. He was always pretty temperamental, but you granted his wish, and were fucking him, what more could he need?

A pair of canines dig into your neck before you could even process his movements. It makes you wince, hissing out and shivering as you feel his tongue lick over the wound. “N-No warning?” You half complain, not minding the feeling of being marked by him.

He doesnt seem to be listening, heat clouding all coherent thoughts. “My alpha. Mhmmm. Mine, mine, mine.”

“Possessive little thing. S-Supposed to be my line,” You laugh at him lightly, and he pulls away for the first time tonight, maneuvering you until he is sitting on your lap, and beginning to raise himself up and down. Two hands fall on your stomach to help steady himself as he begins to grind on the length, head falling backward as he pants at the ceiling.

His movements are frantic, desperate even, as if he was afraid he would never get a chance to cum again. His own cum on his stomach is beginning to dry up, but he doesn't seem to mind. His cock flops back and forth at his movements, and sweat drips down his neck. His whole body seems to be a pinkish shade, covered in sweat. It makes you slightly worried, but knowing him, if you force him to stop so that you can check on him, he may try to kill you.

He cums again without much warning, his fingers curling up and eyes rolling backward. The stream is weaker, dripping pathetically down his cock. His whole body trembles and he collapses forward onto you, pawing at you to hold him again.

You grab water from the nightstand and basically force it down his throat, the excess dripping down his chin and onto your chest. He gulps it down without much complaint, staring at you with lidded eyes the entirety of it. “Lets take a break,” You mumble, caressing his cheek and wiping away the water.

He purrs into your touch, and realigns himself up again, a drunken smile on his face. “Not a chance, alpha,” Isagi says, sinking onto the length to try to chase his fourth orgasm that night. 

The two of you get little sleep, and you awoke to him grinding on your leg, and biting at your ear, begging you to make him feel good again, full again. But even in your exhausted state, you didn't mind too much, because how could you say no to your precious omega? 

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[thescreaminghat]

just thinking about tf armada optimus after unicron is defeated (spoilers), when he's been battered by fighting and is now drifting aimlessly amidst the debris in space and comes across the matrix of leadership, the very symbol of authority and hope for the autobots---the symbol that he chose to discard before accepting a final fight with megatron---and how he resignedly says, "i dont deserve it".

like ig there's the interpretation that he somehow "stooped down" to megatron's level by engaging in the 1v1, but i dont really get that vibe, and it feels a little too simple, even for the often questionable dialogue choices for the eng dub. i dont get the impression that somehow optimus is now "bad" because he accepted megatron's challenge, because he's been fighting megatron for fucking 10 million years, and it's presented as a "necessary evil" even though the whole point with the minicons is that conflict and war and fighting is, probably, more of a harmful thing than a good one, because megatron's purpose is to control and exploit the minicons for his own ends (i.e. the series series is still a kids' show, meaning certain tropes, like "the good guys ultimately need to come out on top", are still going to be used even if moral complexities are explored).

rather, i get the sense that optimus's somewhat mournful/regretful rejection of the matrix comes from the fact that he didn't fully acknowledge all sides of him and never got the change to. despite the fact that his obsession with op clouds his judgment like 99% of the time, megs knows himself way too well---there was no way on god's green earth that he and op were going to hold hands and kumbaya and that's what he lived by his entire life. bro held onto an infatuation of the millennia but also held a level of animosity and craving that likely rivalled the level of forgiveness and generosity of primus himself. and megatron accepted this, accepted that he wanted to battle and feel in control and in the end, when the only thing he had left to prove was to his forever rival, that was all he wanted: one good fight and he would be at peace with the outcome of the entire universe (im counting what happens in tf energon as its own thing at this point, it's way too messy of a direct continuation of armada). imo megatron stayed true to his own feelings without the necessity of hamfisting a redemption arc, he went through notable growth (biggest example being his shift after starscream's death) but in the end, there were parts of him that were never going to change, so in a way, he saw his journey through to the end and made the choice to sacrifice himself for optimus because of that acceptance

in contrast, i get the sense that because optimus must constantly act as a figurehead to the autobots, he's not truly able to be 100% honest with what he wants, and who he is. not that there's any doubt that he truly believes in his mission, and that he hasn't been deceitful or dishonest, but i got the sense throughout the series that optimus keeps a lot to himself because he can't be anything less than the protector of the matrix (e.g. when starscream leaves the autobots, hotshot, furious and hurt at the betrayal, starts yelling at optimus and doubting why he made the choices that he did, op doesn't say anything. instead he just walks away, with this pained silence following him out the door, leaving scavenger to chew out hotshot for "disobeying orders"---which seemed kind of, idk, a weirdly ironfisted way (at least from the autobot side) to shut down some genuinely good and earnest questions. and that specific moment of tension never really gets resolved, because optimus sacrifices himself to, in a way, "make up" for his and starscream's mistake). why doesn't he defend himself? if he truly believed in starscream and the inherent goodness of all cybertronians then why not express that directly to hotshot with passion, with conviction, with acceptance of all aspects of his own beliefs?

ig what im trying to say is, being the bearer of the matrix seems to instil (at least to me) this sense of "purity" or "virtuous aloofness" in optimus, whether out of duty or a genuine belief in those qualities as being the ideal. so when optimus discards the matrix specifically to fight megatron, and subsequently tells himself that he "doesn't deserve" that symbol of leadership, i think what he is berating himself for is having enjoyed a fight just a little too much or at the wrong time, having chosen to do something that wouldn't have fit the mould he had held himself to. his first response to megatron's reminiscing about how their fight reminded him of the "good old days" is denial ("i can't say that i enjoyed it").

tldr my interpretation (definitely wrong) is that op has a lot of responsibility and it seems to create a kind but also distant version of him in armada; it feels like op is repressing a lot of who he is and the rejection of the matrix brings him into the daunting realization that yeah, maybe that was for the better. maybe it's ok to not deserve that honour. he'll have to accept that and live with it, but it's ok.

[dangopango00]

ABYSS RAZOR CRUSH HCS BC IF I DONT GET SOME CONTENT I WILL DIE

Abyss Razor x gn reader

Prompt: yall r madly in love he has a crush on youuu (boyfail situationship hcs more like tbh)

A/N: sorry if this is rambly i cant live like this i keep rereading the same 4 or 5 posts over and over again ive been waiting for like a year and im getting teased with the tip PLEASEEE WRITE HIM 😭😭🤞 i cant ever escape the ‘nobodys fave but mine’ curse help

Ily losermen

Ily high ponytail men

Ily abyss razor

more utc

- Im gonna jump he is so kewt. Idek what to say im just ill

- You’d probably often compliment his eyes and you have this image that hes so calm and collected— which he is! But! Not with you! So every conversation with you is him just fighting for his life trying to look cool and not implode at the same time

- ^^^ THIS is one thing. But what really gets him falling for you is when you get a bit closer and have a talk with him, telling him in no uncertain terms that he’ll always have someone to return to if others are cruel because you won’t be leaving him

- Gives you things VERY often, usually little things because hed die if he had to directly give you a gift and then have to explain why, so he shows his affection in little ways like letting you have his best pencils and pens if you need it (lets you keep it too)

- oh he absolutely loses it if he sees you continue to use his pen hes so touched that you’re taking good care of what he gives you it shows that it means a lot to you and that he means a lot to you

- The only actual gift he gives you during this stage are things he has an excuse for like origami (idk why but i feel like he makes cool ass origami) he can just say he made too many so hes giving them away yet you and maybe Abel are the only ones who received some…

- He wants so badly to be useful to you he gets so flustered and happy just hearing you say thanks when he answers your question about the assignment or when he lends you his materials

- Immediately stiffens when you make any sort of contact. Dont stop though, he can count the times hes been hugged on one hand

- Speaking of his touch starvation, he’d let you play with his hair and looks forward to it tbh he’d just rather not initiate anything it’s too much for his heart

- If you have him take down his hair and play with it (like braid it or try different hairstyles) he’d feel so content; ofc he’s nervous but at the same time he just feels so at peace as if it’s only you two in the world and all the people who have ever wronged him never existed in the first place

- He’s a little bit delulu, i fear

- He gets so nervous texting and calling you bc what if you tell him ily. No that could never happen. Wait but what if it did— do you see his dilemma?

- He’s a chronic overthinker and in a way its a bit sweet because he used to worry about you randomly saying you didn’t want to be friends with him but now he wouldn’t even consider that possibility; it just no longer enters his mind

- He’d also find himself drifting off, losing himself in thought and end up daydreaming about if you two were in a relationship

- It’s very innocent, it’s just you two being cute and going places together while holding hands and such until it drifts even further to imagining you two kissing

- His face is on fire and he has to stop thinking NOW but hes in too deep hes imagining kissing ice cream off the side of your mouth and other cliches like that it’s so over

- Abel wondering wth is wrong with his right hand; all he said was that he was going to make mother happy by doing his homework today meanwhile Abyss can no longer be normal

- The kissing is just his guilty pleasure but Abyss constantly imagines holding hands with you like if you walk too close to him his hands will get clammy and his fingertips will get cold because he wants to hold your hand but is scared to initiate it

- God forbid you actually hold his hand even for a second while he’s having his entire internal monologue. He will die. You killed him. How could you?

- He won’t let go though like. Ever . Handholding is his favorite thing 5ever and as soon as he gets a taste he’s hooked

- He likes handholding so much that if you held his hand enough times then one time he’d accidentally grab your hand and initiate for once (immediately gets flustered after but it counts)

- Really really REALLY likes when u trace over his magic lines. Ruins his life everytime and he just melts in your touch; subconsciously leans in and his face softens and EVERYTHING

- Ok i wasn’t gonna say it bc itd probably involve sm sneaking but: Sleepovers. IM JUST SAYING 🤞🤞🤞 I feel like this is where most of the softer moments happen tbh like your roommate being out and you two have a sleepover

- I think this is where the playing with his hair and tracing the lines on his face would happen if not this then when you’re bored in class

- Not a fan of PDA even if ur not dating so he does play with your hair but usually during the sleepovers if you’ll allow him (not quite trying new hairstyles like you do but letting it fall through his fingers, running his hands through it or just rubbing the ends with his fingers to feel how soft it is)

- If you are bald he would slightly hold the back of your head and rub your temples with his thumb to help you relax

- Idk ik i just went on about how hes a loser but I feel like when it comes to affection relating to hair or like anything not affectionate in a cliche sense he doesn’t really pay attention and does it without thinking; only realizes its too affectionate if you point it out (please do not, he feels very comfortable right now. He will stop and never do it again if you point it out)

- You have a lot of deep talks and give him encouraging words during sleepovers tbh it just gives you both time to just… enjoy each other uninterrupted

- Sometimes instinctually distances himself from you because you make his heart do somersaults and his head feels like it’ll explode around you though he doesn’t last long, he needs you with him everyday atp 😭

- Although the above is true, sometimes he gets clingy ish (just by your side all the time) and protective over you even knowing you aren’t his

A/N: a ridonkulous amount of these r based on things ive done erm. Ok. Ig next thing i should write is him with an equally loser gf i def fit the bill LOL

[n1ghtcr0wler]

LUCKY LUKE HEADCANON

First: Shout out to Maxermixer and their awesome drawings, who are the reason this headcanon started running around in my Head

Second: This has Angel Luke x Demon Joe in it, so if you don't like that either ignore or don't read

Third: English is not my first Language

So here it goes:

-luke and the daltons die after canon (or fanon if you want)

-luke being upgraded from a soul to an angel bc of all his good deads

-the daltons from souls to demons bc of their wrongdoings and respektive kill counts giving them a high enough reputation in hell to become demons

-angels being really pale and having white hair bc they are made to be pure but not as in i am better than you but bc they simply are good people

-angels also having cold bodies as the only contact they have are the souls in heaven ,which dont have bodies so they cant feel and they normaly arent allowed to visit alive humans in order not to influence them so they can be all judged fairly

(same rule goes for demons)

-but angels wings work as their halos and give off a gentle light that is warm and the the souls can feel that warmth, its supposed to comfort them, thats why angels include their wings when they hug you

(like when you are disturbed when you realise you just died)

-demons bodies are reddish bc of their heat, bc it is hell and its hot everywhere the souls down there cant get any comfort off of it (the souls are actually from bad people)

-hell is built up of different terrains making punishing souls easier, hot/cold/dry/wet

-a soul can leave hell once they realise what they did wrong, regret it fully and actually mean when they say they changed (they have to face lucifer and he knows when they are lying)

-luke and the daltons dont have their memory but the fellings stayed, they feel they know eachother but dont know why/how/when

-luke gets thrown out of heaven bc someone accuses him of having killed someone (true but that was mad jim who wanted to ruin lukes and the daltons lives completly and luke killed him for the daltons well being not his own which is found out later)

-normaly angels lose their wings when they fall but luke doesnt bc he killed jim for someone else making him still a good person

-while knocked out on hells ground a bunch of demons find him including the daltons who then put a claim on him as they have that felling that they gotta protect luke

-they bring him to their 'house' and treat his injuries

-after luke wakes up he freaks out and runs of hiding in a hole in the walls

-(hell has a part that is frezing cold and some random patches of cold spots in these wall holes)

-luke can lay down in a way that his body is on the hot ground and his wings on the cold spots, making him fall asleep

-they find him and manage to get him to get out

-over time he gets to know everyone closer including the other bad guys he had to deal with in the canon, forming friendships

-though bc i am a lukexjoe shipper they fall in love, having some funny/cute moments bc of their feelings from their past lives influencing how they behave around eachother

-giving joes brothers the opportunity to tease him for falling for an angel

-they visit earth at some point (dont have a reason yet) were they look like how they looked as humans just in modern clothes

(love luke in a turtleneck jumper, he is still cold/joe in the leather jacket)

-at some point luke gets triked to go in the cold part of hell and almost freezing to double death as his wings arent warm enough, the daltons safe him

-the hole where he hid is becoming his napping spot as he is constantly sleepy bc of the constant warmth around him

(-luke and joe have sex at some point [bottom luke/top joe] bc i want to)

-lucifer is made aware luke is with them and wants to talk to him, as he was till then the only angel that is down there and kept their wings, he thinks luke was wrongly judged and sends questions back to heaven who then find out why he killed jim and grand him entrance to heaven again

-luke is basicly picked up and send back automaticly so couldnt even say no

-the daltons try to grab him but arent strong enough and having to watch him dissapear

-the daltons and other demons protest against them taking luke away just like that, while in heaven luke is trying to get back down again but fails

-heaven and hell notice that luke is a positive influence on the demons while not having negative influence get to him

-in the end he is allowed to go back down and so are other angels to spread positiv influence on demons and souls

! If someone wants to do fanart/ fanfic/ others, you are welcome to use this headcanon to your fullest, i would just like maxermixer for their art and me for the idea to be mentioned !

[writers-wrongs]

some yandere stu macher with a male reader hcs?? 👀 please and thank you

finally, some scream! if i had to pick a favorite movie, this would be it. heads up for depictions of violence, im not too graphic but its there

yandere!stu macher x male!reader

-youre the new guy at school, and when he sees you, it is on SIGHT. he is so close to you all of the time. hope you didnt like personal space!

-if he were buff hed be a himbo. what im saying is that hes really stupid and friendly, always coming up to you and bothering you to hang out with him

-you end up mixed in with his friend group, be it because you want him to stop hounding you to join in or because you actually like him. but he and billy do have the whole murder spree planned...

-stu couldnt kill you! he wouldnt! you laugh at his jokes, you help him with personal issues, you treat him better than his own girlfriend! of course, maybe thats because hes been neglecting tatum in favor of you... but still! because of the homophobia of the time, i dont think hed declare his feelings as love, but deep down he knows thats what it is

-billy can see theres no budging on this. he needs stu for this plan, and stu says you get to live. when billy finally concedes with stabbing you in some nonvital areas and leaving it at that, stu is the happiest little slasher this side of the bates motel

-once the killing starts, hes somehow even more all over you. making sure youre not too scared, keeping you company overnight (though he sneaks out to attack sidney). tatum is glaring daggers at you constantly, because her boyfriend is very clearly in love with you

-on the night of his house party, hes the one stabbing you. he insisted on it, in fact. he was worried billy would be too rough with you, and he cant have you bleeding out! hes incredibly intimate as he does it, muttering sweet nothings behind the ghostface mask. as you pass out from blood loss, he peels the bottom of the mask up and gives you a little kiss

-and then youre out for just about the rest of the movie. that said, youre kinda left for dead as the house is left empty. but a bit later, you wake up to see... ghostface tending to your wounds? you can hear panicked whimpers from under the mask, the killer on the verge of tears worrying that he killed you. in an attempt to calm himself down, he yanks the mask off, and its stu. his face is a cut up, burnt mess, but its him

-as he patches you up, he apologizes for ever hurting you. tatum, randy, sidney, even billy would all be ok collateral damage, but you? nonono, he could never lose you. youre his, he cant ever let you go. he kisses all over your face as he cries, promising he wont ever hurt you again

-once you two are both well enough to go on the run, you flee town, whether you want to go with him or not. youre both counted as victims of the ghostface killings (billy is framed as the mastermind with stu being helplessly manipulated), and the lack of corpses isnt worried about. he finds a place for you two to live, and depending on your reaction to all this, it goes one of two ways

-if youre into him, great! youre his now. not like you werent before, but hes the clingiest boyfriend imaginable. he is in your arms constantly, and at any point you have to move, he starts mock crying about how his scars hurt and only you can make it better. hes such a baby despite having multiple kills under his belt

-if youre (rightfully) not interested, he gets whiny. he doesnt blame you, he is a serial killer after all, but cmon! he saved your life! yeah, he was the one who stabbed you in the first place, but who cares about that! everyone else left you for dead, hes the only one who actually gives a damn about you! just love him already! same outcome as you being accepting, but hes a lot more pouty and youre tied up

[herecomethefuzzz]

hi sylv!! btw i wanna say quick tysm for ur support on my fics🥺💗ur always so kind in the tags it makes my day <3

i come w/ a request!! best friend! reader petsitting jambo + the other guy while schlatt's away and him coming back to see you sleeping on the couch with the cats and him realizing he has feelings for you🥺

-rabbitsrams <3

OHMYGOD HELLO ???? you have no idea how excited i got when i saw your user. i love your writing so much its actually amazing !!! anyway, here you go !! it might be a bit long and it probably sounds like i was rambling a bit sometimes because my brain literally. exploded. but uhh yeah !! i hope its okay (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

- a couple days ago your best friend, schlatt, asked if you could look after his cats whilst he went out to film something for his channel. he'd promised you they wouldn't be too much of a problem.

- of course you'd said yes, not wanting to let him down. it was only for the day, couldn't be too big of a job, right? oh my god you were wrong. those two cats were just so CHAOTIC when they were together.

- that day you learnt that a black cat and an orange cat are not a good combo.

- absolute hell. you had jambo running about, doing classic orange cat stuff, and the other little guy was so. loud. literally all he did was MEOW. it didn't help that he didn't let you pet him much, seen as he didn't know you.

- you'd tripped over them more times than you could count, and, honestly, you had considered calling schlatt and telling him to come home more than once.

- it got even worse when they started to get hungry. literally round your legs CONSTANTLY meowing. it was only when you walked into the kitchen that you realised they were hungry.

- once you'd fed them, there was finally peace and quiet. so you decided to go and relax on the couch. it was late, and you were beginning to get tired anyway. you curled up and went on your phone, mindlessly scrolling through twitter. (X?? idk i just call it twitter LUL)

- after around ten minutes, both cats pattered back into the living room. you sighed, expecting them to wreak havoc again, but instead they both jumped up on the couch, and came to lay with you.

- you put your phone down as they did so, and jambo came to curl up right in your arms, whilst the other kitty laid in between your legs.

- you smiled, happy that the two kitties had finally calmed down. infact, everything was so calm and quiet that you felt yourself drifting off.

- it didn't take long for you to finally fall asleep, with the two cats being snuggled up to you, they gave you a lot of warmth.

- not long after you'd fallen asleep, schlatt had gotten home. he was grinning as he got to his front door, expecting you to be up with the cats, waiting for him.

- he opened the door, shouting a, "hey toots! i'm back!" as he walked down the hallway. as he rounded the corner to walk into the living room, his jaw literally dropped. very dramatic reaction from mr. schlatt here.

- his eyes travelled from you, to the black cat inbetween your legs, then to jambo, and he felt himself smile. maybe he even felt himself go a little pink.

- the fact you were comfortable enough to fall asleep in his house made his heart beat just that little bit faster, but he had no clue why.

- and then it hit him. as he looked at your pretty face again, studying you as if you were an art piece in a gallery, he realised he had feelings for you.

this was originally meant to be like. a proper fic. but i then realised that my brain cannot comprehend writing an actual story right now so it got turned into a bulleted thing i hope you dont mind (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

[mushed-kid]

okay klance au time

(i don’t think it counts as an au, because it’s not changing canon, its just something that could happen after canon)

warning this is long and hard to understand i cant be bothered. u either get it or you dont.

so i haven’t actually thought out all the details and stuff, this is very much just a thought i had:

It’s set after canon, aka everything stays the same. I KNOWWWW that farm lance gets a lotta hate and i get it trust me, but that also stays the same. Non-negotiable because this whole au basically built around that fact!!! so yeah suck it.

okay so everyone’s doing their thang, the paladins are growing up and like young adults, but they’re not teens anymore!

lance is at the farm, and keith works with the blade of marmora or whatever he ended up doing. i can’t remember but that’s what we’re going with. and you know there’s obviously some klance scenes in the last season and in this au that has developed as the next few years passed.

they might’ve started out hating each other and slowly getting better at standing each other, and then friendship developed into a little more, and now they’re basically dating. except they have never said that they’re dating, but neither of them wants to be with anyone else so it’s fine, they know. and they like it that way, it takes the pressure of. (everyone knows but it’s not something that’s brought up)

and anyway point is keith works in space right? and he comes back to earth often because that’s where they all meet, and they try to meet frequently. and that’s where lance lives, so why wouldn’t he? so he stays there when he visits, and it’s nice.

Lance, as always, goes hand in hand with angst. so add some of that. lance has gotten over his feelings for allura. obviously none of them have fully moved on, but with help from the others (and especially keith) he’s come to terms with that. however, that doesn’t mean it’s not constantly affecting him anymore.

he’s already lost allura, and he’s not actually dating keith, but he’s realized that he might not be as straight as he thought over the last couple years. and maybe there’s more to it than just letting keith stay at his house when he visits because he doesn’t have a house, and more because well he might be dating keith but he doesn’t know if keith considers them that. even if it feels that way sometimes

and he’s worried that it’s gonna be another allura-situation. he doesn’t want that, and keith is out in space trying to spread peace and stuff. and lance worries. lance doesn’t want to lose him before he’s even sure that he had him.

and he’s been trying to ignore that thought because everything is fine. keith wont get hurt. he knows what he’s doing and the war is over, so what’s the chances?

but then keith gets hurt.

and the whole thing basically boils down to lance going straight to proposing. because that’s just what he’s like, it has to be good, it has to be perfect. because keith deserves perfect. and it’s not like he can ask keith if they’re dating.

and this is honestly the part i haven’t thought that much about, this idea is mostly based on the setting. but im thinking he gets some help from the other’s at earth to plan it. everyone gathers at lance’s farm because that’s what they always do when they meet up. and everyone is there because keith comes back injured and stays with lance while he gets better.

and lance is nervous because what if he read all of this wrong, he did imagine the rival thing back at garrison, but the others help calm him down. and idrk how but he proposes to keith and asks him to spend their lives together and whatnot.

they have a BEAUTIFUL wedding, and the flowers that remind him of allura are all over btw. they’re in love and everyone’s happy despite it all.

yeah idrk i haven’t worked it out but i like the story. it’s based in the song Found by Dan Davidson. I think it’s cute and it fits with the farm thing. you have to listen to it to get my vision:

[mako-neexu]

read too much jp novels h a h a h a dantes monte cristo loves guda so much so that its frustrating to look at. i wanna KILL HIM. he discarded his role as accomplice and tightly held on to being a leading figure in that one would call it a "father". he fucken thought it was a good thing bc by becoming so much like abbe faria, the first light and fate who had saved him from the tower of despair, he would successfully be able to save guda. and he did. he laid out plans and back up plans for the pseudo tokyo accounting for all variables. the only variable that is constantly unpredictable is ritsuka themself. but still, he was able to save them despite the stupidity he did...

BUT ITS AT THE COST OF HIS HEART SOUL MIND AND BODY.

[nonsense ramble after reading so much father-daughter fics + another thousandth reread for id chapter for edguda]

he clings so tightly to his role as "father" and embraces that one where he would be able to love and be like one but the very excruciating part was that he KNOWS HE KNOWS DEEP DOWN THAT TRY AS HE MIGHT TO SEE RITSUKA AS A "CHILD" HE WANTS TO PROTECT AND LEAD, THE LOVE HE HAS FOR THEM SIMPLY AND WHOLLY GOES BEYOND THE BOUNDARIES OF A FATHER.

he has taken upon many roles in his life to achieve his revenge. the now with ritsuka differs from that. his goal now is to push them forward and he is the kind of man who cant stop wont stop until he or the adversary is killed. such is the nature of flame.

if ritsuka, his daughter/son were to ask him:

"Papa, if I marry someone else, will you support me with the one I love?"

Naturally, he would be strict. He would see if the person they chose is worthy of them.

"Of course." He replies, like a father would. Happy at the thought of Ritsuka spreading their wings to leave their home, finding their own happiness, as they walked forward towards their own paths.

But because of how he is, his existence almost yet far different from the Count of Monte Cristo that lived during his time, he's a heroic spirit. Originally a mass of curses, a vessel for a scheme with an identity stuck to him that isnt his... yet now that he has that identity, it is *him* nonetheless. He is a flame that would stop at nothing in his path, determination personified once he decides on a goal.

So...the limits of a father would be constricting. To him. Especially when the love he has for guda far exceeds even the qualities of an ocean. Not just deep, not just massive, not just overwhelming in its entirety...

"Of course." He would say with a smile, but not without a tremble to his clenched fist. Not without biting his tongue until he drew blood at the thought of Ritsuka leaving his side, no longer able to guide them and lead them like always. Where... they stand by another person's side. Looking at that other person with the affection of a lover, happiness twinkling so bright in Ritsuka's eyes.

And his chest would throb. In undulating, searing pain at those thoughts.

Where he isn't the one guarding their back, he isn't the one by their side.

Because right now, he is a "father". He is a father caring for his child but what kind of father is he to be so hurt over his child leaving their home, so hurt at the sight of Ritsuka trusting someone else more than him, loving someone else other than him-

He's originally an "accomplice". A role, a title that feels right for both of him and Ritsuka. But for the sake of that star's light, he picked up a new one where it would allow him to push their backs towards tomorrow. and in the end, he's sacrificed and hurt himself so much.

i really think being a father was something he thought would really help ritsuka while unknowingly setting his heart at ease (perhaps yearning once more for that moment to be like abbe faria once more. his form of salvation) if he were to be "so close" to them like this. what happened instead is that he has very very intense and deep feelings that his actions dont really match up with his role of father. hence, id chapter.

[inkyquince]

Real talk as a dragon age fan, Inky if you could choose from past companions and the Veilguard team who would you want to stick in a room together to talk/throw hands

For talking? God I wanna see Zevran and Josie and Lucanis chatting. Josie to keep the peace since Zevran is an exiled crow, but also in case Lucanis actually likes the guy. Love them.

Varric and Alistair. Just because it would be funny. Out of pocket shit plus with daddly advice? Alistair might cry.

I want Anders and Wynne to have a proper sit down and talk, i feel like it would be so healing for the poor guy. Also Spite and Justice, just to show how despite Lucanis also being an abomination, he embraced Spite and now they're living their best life together, all poly. Anders and Justice NEVER found this harmony and so are constantly struggling.

MERILL AND BELLARA WOULD BE THE BEST, THEY'D BE BEST FRIENDS?? Oh my god. I'd love to sit in on that conversation.

Isabella and Zevran deserve a third reunion, their banter is always amazing.

EMMERICH AND DORIAN SINCE ITS CANON EMMERICH TAUGHT DORIAN. HE TAUGHT BABY GAY DORIAN AND NOW DORIAN HAS A MOUSTACHE LIKE HIS BISEXUAL PROFESSOR. They deserve a sit down and a chat.

Aveline and Cassandra should start a bookclub. I love them.

Taash, Iron Bull and Sten would be the most awkward, horrific sit down and I need to document it like they're insects. Like brother, the future Arishock?? Ben Hassrath turned Tal Vashoth Iron Bull?? Taash, taken away from the Qun and now sees themselves as more Rivaini? I dont want them to HANG OUT, just be forced into the same waiting room for a bit.

To fight?

I want Fenris to lay Solas out. I want him to rip out his spleen and make him eat it. Solas wouldn't be able to do SHIT against Fenris. Die, stupid egg.

Also doesn't REALLY count but Serana/Amell should meet Inquisition Cullen and beat the fuck outta him. Any mage inquisitor should meet Origins Cullen and beat the fuck outta him. Hawke should remain kicking that man in the ribs.

Also I know in my gut that just the sight of Scout Harding would fuck Oghren up.

[kkinou]

lee juyeon - confession and oblivion

genre/tw: fluff, swearing

shy/awkward juyeon and fem!reader

word count: 0.4k

->💌

taking the rose in your hand, you look back up to the boy who has his head down, facing his shoes. in the corner of your eye, you see what seems to be his group of friends poking their heads around the corner of the back wall of your school, cheering him on. you cant help but laugh at the nervous aura of the boy.

juyeon has always been quite oblivious to your liking towards him. while hyunjae always claimed you were looking at him “like you were in love with him”, juyeon would insist there was nothing going on between you two. even after you asked him to the school dance, he would still insist it was just that you didnt want to go alone while your friends all had dates. in the end, you couldnt help but feel like giving up. maybe he just didnt like you back. you two became more distant as your ‘good morning <3 ’and ‘good night x’ messages disappeared. you might have thought this didnt bother juyeon, but you were entirely wrong. you found him poping up randomly around you and despite how awkward he was, he always tried his best to keep up a conversation. Now it was you who received messages like;

Juyeon🤍

“ good night !” sent 23:14

“ sorry if i woke you up, i didnt mean to” sent 23:15

“ i’ll see you tomorrow in school!” sent 23:19

“ you know that” sent 23:26

“ unless you’re sick” sent 23:31

“ please dont be sick” sent 23:31

“ not that i would hate you or something” sent 23:34

“I just want to see you tomorrow” sent 23:35

“ not in a creepy way “ sent 23:36

“ i just really like being near you” sent 23:38

“ not in a weird way again” sent 23:38

“ i give up” sent 23:39

“ goodnight “ sent 23:40

“ x “ sent 23;58

in a matter of days, you were back to being inseparable. even juyeon could see the way you looked at him now. He would catch your stares and watch as your face would flush pink whenever you got caught. both of your friends constantly tried to get either of you two to confess, but neither of you were confident enough to do it. that was until juyeon finally decided to confess. 

after looking down at the rose once more, you throw your arms around him, hugging him and whispering in his ear;

“I like you too, dumbass” 

im going to live by the motto ‘nobody’s first work is their favourite’ as this is most definitely not my favourite. i’m decided to post this as i was to get rid of my nervousness when posting my story’s as i’m insecure 😍 anyways hope you enjoyed and i’d appreciate any feedback or interactions you se fit!!

thank you~~~~~ 💕

[melkyt]

Hell yeah thanks @khepiari for tagging me, been wanting to do this when i saw it going around cx

1) how many works do you have on ao3?

47 on ao3, two chilling on anon for now, even if its probably obvious its me in them rareship tags lol

2) what's your total ao3 word count?

916,672

I wish posting chapters on ao3 was easier since i have such a backlog, editing is the bane of my existence xd.

3) what are your top five fics by kudos?

The Truth Will Rend - 474

Forsaken - 369

Free in Spirit - 342

Awakening - 294

Conform - 249

Except Awakening, they are all MHA and i hope soon i get enough one piece fics to outrun them xd

4) what fandoms do you write for?

Im a one fandom kind of gal, so just one piece

5) do you respond to comments? why or why not?

I do not respond to comments until a fic is all finished. I had a really bad experience when answering comments in my last fandom and getting harrassed so now im cautious about it. I prefer people contact me in a chat if they want to talk.

I do appreciate all comments though!

6) what's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I dont do happy endings that often, i tend to add them after for my friends who dont like MCD xd

So i guess right now it would be Silence where Law dies doing Immortal Surgery, gets reborn thousands of years later and Luffy finds him.

7) what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Fortune maybe, everyone lives atleast and its sorta ends on a happy future xd

8) do you get hate on fics?

Used to constantly, so it overshadowed my enjoyment of the media. MHA folks cared to much about who Hawks was fcking and im an equal opportunity shipper who likes her age gap 'this is a problem' ships, so i got alot. Have a thicker skin now and less tendency to care if anyone likes/dislikes or reads my fic xd Still complain about it though xd

One Piece people are much nicer then my last few fandom, but also im a small fish in a big sea as a creator over here also have so many people blocked lolol

9) do you write smut?

Also used to write smut, erotica for moneys in college. I've been told Im good and should right more but I find it a little boring sometimes as an ace gremlin xd, has to be very specific vibes for me to do it with any kind of focus

Any smut I post now is going to be silly messy smut that i dont take specific care or attention to detail with. Smut thats more there to put character in situation and see what he does xd

10) do you write crossovers?

Yes? Maybe, I like the idea of putting characters in video games but its indulgent vibes that i never really put down on the page xd

I do it alot more crossovers for gift fics or requests

11) have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not fic but I had theory posts stolen because someone wanted clout in a fandom of like 150 people, like what? Baffles me xd

So now even though i fcking love meta, I dont post it xd

12) have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope

13) have you ever cowritten a fic before?

I am way too much of a pantser to cowrite a fic, and also like to drive the train, so co-writing not for me

14) what's your all time favorite ship?

Honestly, I don't have a favorite ship, to me favorite means that im obsessed and biting them xd

I write alot of Lawlu, but its a casual kinda of interest where i like playing with them in fic

All my favorite characters do not have a counterpart that id ship them with as much, for now. I think with the latest chapters I might get one xd

15) what's the wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I finish fics before I start posting, so right now I only have one wip and its almost done hehehe. Then ill start another heheh excited

My MHA fics are unfinished in limbo on my ao3 but thats not because they are wips, its because *drama and harrasement* woo haha

16) what are your writing strengths?

Writing a fuckton of words daily (5k right now xd)

Dialogue, Interpersonal Banter brings me joy

Getting the vibes im going for across, usually the yearning heh

17) what are your writing weaknesses?

Short Stories, my writing always gets longer then it needs to be from the idea lol even though i want to make that 2.5k story that slaps one day xd Need smaller ideas lolol

Head Hopping, sometimes in first drafts thats a mess xd

Moving to quickly through scenes, i need to slow down and develop them. Now i dont fix that in fics i write for fun, but original writing i struggle xd

18) thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I know a bunch of languages in varrying degrees of understanding, Russian, Ukranian, Polish, Spanish etc but Im not a fan of having non-dominant language showing up in my own fic, it ruins the flow when my brain has to switch channels xd

19) first fandom you wrote for?

Shiki? I was fifteen?. Fucked vampires, lots of blood, gore and dark topics xd Not a great time of life for a baby gremlin Mel and it showed in the writing hahaha

I say i write dark topics now but kid me was much more wild xd

20) favourite fic you've ever written?

Oof, uuuh Break the Cycle is my first fic and longest for one piece, so just by time spent and because it has a big scope that has to be my favorite xd

I want to do another big scope fic and i think that one will take over as my new obsession unless i make it a comic xd

Tagging @cooknumber3 if you havent done it already and want to hehehe

[triplegoths]

drug tw // vent

god my body does NOT feel good at all. like ofc my nose especially it has been fucking unbearable. but the neverending cycle of constantly being like "man i want to stop doing coke so badly im not even having a good time" and immediately going back to vacuuming it up into my sinuses and being like "idk why tf i said that why would i stop" is giving me whiplash dude. like... please fuck let me have some self control but also like. fuck how will i be able to get ANYTHING done.

like. im fucking barely hanging on and not even accomplishing shit WITH it so like. just doing nothing FASTER essentially is what it feels like. whats the end goal here? killing myself? because it really fucking feels like that.

and dont get me wrong im honestly not as depressed as i HAVE been rn its just like. fuck man im tired of feeling like this (i would like to breathe normally for the whole day again. please.) and i wish i had the mind to stop ngl but. the pull is too strong and i just keep buying fucking more of it. and it REALLY doesnt help that its (save for 1 bag) all been REALLY good too. like how tf am i supposed to kick it when its so pure its got me fucking bolted down with those chemicals???

like i feel genuinely fucking pathetic. its gotten to the point where i cant even say off the top of my head how much powder i have sucked into my face by this point. like i would have to like. check with context clues i know its over half an ounce for sure though. which. is not ideal. like its only worth it for the trip i gotta make that i get a ball every time. and having so much around its just. fucking impossible to stay away. and its been. so many times by now i hate how its like. worked itself into every part of my routine. like the trip itself feels like such a normal occurrence now. in context i fucking hate it.

and i also have access to other shit too that i wanna try but i just like. im budgeting all my extra towards the next ball and my fuck ass pills so i can get tf out of bed. like god what am i fucking doing??? im truly barely a person rn. but also if somebody tried to make me stop rn i think i would tell them no anyway. and fuck man i am NOT going to rehab literally fuck that absolutely not. not where i live. like. shit mental health system aside. i would walk out with more contacts than when i came in. like just tie me to the chair at home.

like at least im trying my best to force myself to do things again and not just be depressed all day + trying to be more sparing about it. nd im sure sleeping longer (thus forcing my nose to stay clean) and trying to stick to bumps and not lines will fix the sinus situation a bit.

god i need to just be put down. like come on. if this shit is supposed to be like russian roulette where is my fucking bullet already man. im sick of it

eventually ill get clean... and then miss her immediately. i just need more time. both like. physical time so i can do what i need without abusing substances and more time NOT doing it. bc the longest ive been going without like. since summer essentially. has been a month or smth. and then its usually like 1-2 weeks of not having it and its not out of not trying. which is really not good. the consequences have BEEN here and its going downhill for sure.

fuck man. this sucks. im ending this post try not to be too concerned ive only had like. one or two ACTUAL nosebleeds and usually there is just. blood in my nose. but that doesnt count and means im in the safezone (<- lying to himself) (yeah dave. pink/red snot and basically constantly having sinus infection type symptoms is very normal and healthy youre definitely fine)

[gloomiebearwritings]

hii!! i hope all is well on your end :) its the shigeki anon again. those hcs you wrote were absolutely wonderful!! you write him so well ❤️❤️ i hope you dont mind me dropping by with another rq for him. maybe a fluffy lil something featuring sleepy morning cuddles? remember to stay hydrated and take care of yourself!!

Sorry this took me a bit, I was on a break ❤️❤️❤️

I couldn't help but pop off a little and added a little extra for ya! Hope you enjoy! ❤️❤️❤️

CW: None, pure fluff

Word count: 692

Birkin rolled over to look at the time, five in the morning, the sky barely blue. He let out a soft sigh as he settled back down under the covers, looking at your sleeping face.

You were so cute when you slept- he could lay there for hours just watching you sleep.

Carefully he brought his hand to your waist, bringing you closer to him. You stirred lightly as he kissed your forehead, getting a small chuckle out of him as you reached up and curled your arm around his waist.

Sometimes it still surprised him that you wanted him- that you still want him. The way you snuggled up to him made him melt, reminded him of what it was to be just him. No worrying about the day, no worrying about what he’d have to do later on- just the two of you warm and safe. Gently he traced small circles on your back, watching your eyebrows furrow and hearing you mumble. “I know it’s early, babe- but we should try to get a head-start…” 

When you stretched out and started to open your eyes he pulled you as close as he could, giving you a firm kiss on your forehead. And when you sleepily asked for a few more minutes he chuckled, “No, no you’ll fall back to sleep on me.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle more as you opened one eye to glare at him, giving your side a little pinch just to make you squirm. Followed by giving you kisses until you were laughing and kicking your legs, only stopping when you promised you’d get up too.

With one last kiss to your cheek he sat up and ran a hand over his hair, “I’ll get that fence finished today…” he said mostly to himself.

He swore he’d finished that thing sooner, but he ran out of paint and you both forgot to get more. Not that it really mattered, you didn’t exactly live the closest to others to really need a little white fence- but he promised you a little white fence and a nice little house. And he was going to keep that promise.

After lugging himself out of bed and throwing on an old white tank-top and his boots. Laundry had to be done so it didn’t matter if he got dirt and paint on himself, he could just take a shower before he had to do his “job” later. And besides, it’s not like anyone else could see his tattoos besides you, the ones you love to trace so much when you two are in bed or on the couch.

Once you were up and about the house you could see him working in the front- he just about had the fence done, him having to almost constantly push his hair out of his face, his grey hair standing out in the morning sun.

Sometimes it was still a shock that he trusted you to see his face so often, but he had to admit it was one of the most treasured feelings when you’d trace the scars.

As the morning drew on though he still hadn’t come inside- peeking out the window you spotted him clearing up a portion of the yard he was going to have some plants you two could harvest from later on considering getting to the store was more of a chore than anything.

Sometimes you wondered if his “job” was slowing down, but he promised you it was just that he sometimes didn’t know what to do with himself if he wasn’t working- so slowly perfecting your home was his best method of staying busy in between his hours. 

When he finally came back inside he let out a little huff, “Sometimes I forget I’m not as young as I used to be.” he laughed to himself.

Though before he ran off for the bath he grabbed your arm over the counter, pulling you a little closer, “I’m gonna get a shower and head out, alright?” he said softly, “Promise I’ll be back by dinner though, and if by chance I’m not you can kick my ass.”

[tonys-fav-bitch]

Plot Twist || Reader x Moonboys

Moon Knight AU

Part 9

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: In which your boss sends you to keep an eye on a possible avengers recruit. You're tasked with following him, figuring out who he is, and if he's good enough for the team. That's it. But it's never that simple.

Warnings: None (I dont think?) It's really just a story full of fluff.

ANXIOUSNESS ROLLED OFF of you in waves. You were staring at yourself in the mirror, debating on whether to change your clothes for the tenth time. You just couldn't decide on what looked best.

You had no idea why you were so nervous. You'd spent time with Steven plenty of times over the weeks, but you guessed that this was different in some way. It was an official date - or as he called it with his adorable accent, a proper date.

You took a deep breath and grabbed your purse before exiting your room, stopping yourself from changing again. You quickly snatched your phone off of the coffee table and checked the notifications.

A few from Peter, two from Bucky complaining about Peter, and a few from Fury. You sighed and shut off the screen, not wanting to think about your life back home. You were enjoying the little world you had created in London. You loved your life and all the friends you had made within the team, don't get it wrong. But pretending to just be a normal person, with a normal job, and going on a date was refreshing.

You shook your head of the thoughts and left your apartment, locking the door behind you. You took off at a quick pace, eager to see Steven. You scurried down the busy streets, weaving in and out of the random groups of people.

After about 10 minutes and constantly glancing at the maps app on your phone, you arrived at the restaurant. It was a large, elegant looking place. It was decorated in gold and red hues. It was breathtaking. You slowly entered the building, your heels clicking on the perfect tile floor.

As you entered, you saw the familiar curly hair you'd grown to adore these past few weeks. Steven adjusted his suit and turned to look at the entrance. A smile immediately popped up on his lips as he laid eyes on you.

"Hello, love." He beamed as he stepped up to you, reaching out to take your hand.

You wasted no time in wrapping your hand in his, blushing as he took in the sight of you. He was looking at you with complete adoration and it sent butterflies throughout your entire body.

"Hey, you." You whispered breathlessly as you stepped closer to him.

The man said nothing as he slowly reached up and pushed your hair behind your shoulder, cupping the side of your face in his hand. His touch was warm and so incredibly inviting. You would have stayed right there all night if you could have.

"You look breathtaking. . Are you ready for dinner?" He asked you in a whisper, not wanting to move either.

You blushed at his compliment and shook your head yes instead of replying, afraid of how shaky your voice might come out. He gently pulled you further into the restaurant, walking passed the other diners. Soft music was playing and it made you want to dance.

Steven brought you to a table sat in the back, allowing them some privacy. You quickly took a seat and so did he. As you two got situated, you looked around the place in wonder, your eyes wide with adoration - for the beautiful restaurant but mainly for Steven.

"Have you been here before?" You asked him as he nervously adjusted himself in the seat.

"I haven't. . But I've heard great things. Always wanted to try it but never had the right person to bring. ." He said sheepishly before continuing.

"Until now." You could have exploded at how precious he sounded as he spoke.

You wondered how someone could be so silly yet so angelic. It made you even more curious as to what Marc was like. Was he the complete opposite of Steven? Or were they similar?

"Well, I'm honored to be the one you chose." You told him with a soft smile.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He replied.

The night went on with lively conversation between you two. No matter how much time you spent together or how much you talked, you never ran out of things to say. You never got tired of each other.

The food was delicious and the evening was magical. You didn't want to leave the restaurant, knowing it was probably going to end their night. The check came and the two of you bickered about who was paying, Steven eventually winning the fight. You gave him a scowl but he only smiled in his victory.

You two happily walked together down the now barren streets, Steven's arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you close. You walked in a comfortable silence, simply basking in each others presence.

You eventually came to your apartment, stopping in front of the door. You both paused, not wanting to part ways.

"Would you, uh. . like to come in?" You asked in a small voice, looking up at Steven with wide innocent eyes.

He wanted to melt right then and there.

"Of course, love." You both stepped inside and you shut the door before walking into the living room, setting your bag down on the couch.

Steven looked around nervously for a moment before taking a step forward, gently grasping your wrist. You spun around to look at him and he closed the gap between the two of you. He reached up and gently tucked your hair behind your ear as he asked,

"Can I kiss you?"

"I thought you'd never ask." You replied just as his lips connected with yours.

Your skin burned at the touch in the best way. You leaned into Steven as he wrapped his arms around your waist, letting you rest against his body. You instinctively wrapped your own arms around his neck, your fingers settling in his hair.

Your nails sent shivers down his spine and he leaned further into the kiss. There was so much passion and yearning in the contact, it was breathtaking. You eventually pulled away for air, resting your forehead against Steven's chin. He smiled his precious toothy grin and pressed a soft kiss to your head as you sat in the wonderful silence.

You pulled back slightly after a while and gazed up at Steven. His lips seemed to be stuck in a permanent smile, and yours were the same.

"Will you stay with me again tonight?" You asked him as you played with his fingers.

"Of course." He had no hesitation in his response.

You nodded slightly and pulled him to your bedroom. You shut the door gently behind you and smiled softly.

"I'm gonna go change. I'll be right back." You grabbed a shirt and disappeared into the bathroom.

You quickly shed your dress and replaced it with a large t shirt that could be another dress. It drowned you but that was how you liked it. You ran your hands through your wild hair and took a breath before exiting the room.

Steven was sat on the edge of the bed, now only clad in his boxers. You immediately blushed at the sight, your heart thudding at how amazing he looked.

He glanced up at you and his expression matched yours as he took in your new attire. He bit at his lip before speaking.

"I hope you don't mind that I wear this? It's either this or the suit." He chuckled slightly.

"I can assure you, I don't mind." You giggled and made your way over to him, standing in between his legs.

You ran your hands through his hair softly, basking in the feeling of his locks. He closed his eyes and let out a little content sigh. Steven was certain he could stay there forever.

"Lay with me?" You asked.

He nodded without opening his eyes. He reached up and took one of your hands, pressing a gentle kiss to your palm before looking up to you. You pulled him up and made your way into the covers, patting the spot next to you. Steven wasted no time in joining you under the sheets.

He laid on his back and you instinctively rested your head on his bare chest. The feeling of his warm skin on your own was the most comforting thing you had experienced. Your hand was rested on his stomach before you gently ran your fingertips along the lines of his abdomen. He shivered slightly at the angelic touch. You laid in silence for a while before Steven spoke.

"I need to tell you something." He whispered nervously.

You tilted your head up so you could see his face more. You gave him a questioning look but nodded at him to proceed.

"Y'know the sleeping disorder I told you about?" You nodded again in confirmation.

"It's a bit more complicated than that, love."

☽ ♞ ☾

You sat and listened intently as Steven told you about his suspected diagnosis. He told you that he had two other alters along side him - which shocked you slightly. You thought it was only Marc, but how wrong you were. There was also Jake.

The man looked at you with worry etched into his face. He was desperately waiting for your response - expecting the worst.

"Okay." You simply said.

"Okay?"

"Yes. . If you're ever comfortable and they are, I'd love to meet them." You said softly, holding his hand in your own as you sat up to get a better view of him.

"You're not terrified? You don't want to kick me out? You don't think I'm crazy?" He asked you with confusion lacing his tone.

"Why would I want to do that? Steven, I accept you for who you are. I would never judge you or change my opinion of you because of a diagnosis. I'm honored that you shared it with me. And I'd be even more honored to meet Marc and Jake - when you and they are ready." You told him.

His heart was thudding and he wanted to cry of happiness. He felt so accepted in that moment, something he hadn't felt in a long long time. He pressed his lips to yours as a response, passion strong in his action.

"I adore you." He whispered as he rested his forehead against yours.

"And they will too."

☽ ♞ ☾

[millimononym]

TAG GAME!!!

tagged by @cerisia76 thank u 4 the tag!! I didn't know who i should tag so I'm just gonna be answering this one

3 ships:

this is gonna be hard I'm in so many fandoms lol I'm gonna try to be diverse. Also this is super long

1. Eritav (Homestuck)

OUGHHH where do i start with these 2. Ok so tavros is my fave troll so naturally during the period i was reading Homestuck a lot i stared having dreams about him. And for some reason one time Eridan was also there so i was intrigued and looked into their ship tag on AO3 and found the best fic ever with like the best characterization, writing etc... Before i literally didn't give 2 shits about eridan but it made me love his character as well. It's called "Black sails, Black romance" by mtjester and it's about Tavros and Eridan developing a kismesissitude(which is basically hate love, for those that don't read hs). The reason i put a pic of them down there as moirails is because i can honestly see them in any quadrant, despite them never talking in canon.

For moirallegiance, i feel like it would start out rocky but eventually develop into something better. Tavros would actually be allowed to speak his mind and develop more confidence since i dont think Eridan would shut him down constantly like Vriska, as Eridan is desperate for his quadrants to actually work. And Eridan would obviously benefit from having someone to keep his ass in line.

I can see them developing into matesprits later from that as well.

And as for kismesissitude, well it's already getting too long and i already gave a fic rec for it.

image by urfavsarequadranted

2. Toxic4Toxic/Socket/Rocket x Sinedd whatever they're called (Galactik football)

Must i say anything. They give each other undiscovered mental illnesses and are horrible for each other and i love that for them. Rocket is my favorite character and so his arc in season 2 was most interesting to me, which includes his relationship with Sinedd. I feel like they could have done more with them in s2, but i already made a post about that.

3. Hinadam (Super Danganronpa 2)

AHHHH THEM. Contender for fave rarepair of all time and fave Danganronpa ship overall. Best fics on ao3. 0 fandom toxicity surrounding them. Should be shipped more than k0mahina. Is more canon than k0mahina(I'm gonna get torn apart for this opinion but idc!!!)

like the entire freetime events with Gundham ends with him letting Hajime hold his hand, which he never let ANYONE do due to his touch aversion. He never develops a relationship this strong with anyone, not even Sonia who is his friend in the game. Hajime is the only person he feels safe and comfortable letting down his walls with due to Hajime's genuine effort to understand him better and be his friend. It's genuinely touching to me idkk i think i cried a bit first time i saw it. I'm not going to go into spoilers but good god man...the chapter ....if you know you know

and also in the island mode ending, Gundham asks Hajime if he wants to live a quiet life with himself and his animals. How is this not shipped more they're literally so in love it's not even funny

And NO i do not ship it because gundham is the best character and Hajime is the character i relate to most. but that could be part of it

IDK who made this artwork I'm sorry

Last song:

Okay it's technically not these ones but its the ones i remember listening to most lately. It's rainbow factory and Terrible Things. Fun fact a childhood song of mine called Erase The Underground (undertale fansong) just. Straight up used rainboe factory's music and i never knew so when i listened to RF i got the biggest jumpscare of my LIFE

Last movie:

The last movie i remember watching fully was Howl's moving Castle bcz my sister forced me and i enjoyed it even though it's not one of my favorite ghibli movies or anything. It was cool

Currently reading:

Still reading Watership down! (I have no time for anything lately otherwise i would have finished it) and if Manga counts I've also started reading NANA !! and i love it tbh my favorite thing is the fashion i could feel myself getting more cultured while reading it i think

Currently watching:

There's nothing im really focused on atm but i have a list on my pinned. The big ones i would say are Adventure Time and MAR (for nostalgia purposes). I'm also watching the justice league cartoon but tbh I don't really enjoy it that much despite people saying it's great. It just doesn't hit the same heights as BTAS or have as enjoyable of a superhero team as LOSH 2006. To me. But idk maybe it gets better later

Currently drinking: waterrrrrr baby

Currently craving: school to end to end tbhhhh