#i just wanna hug him he's traumatised please

[hedonistbyheart]

Ooh I'm not normal about seeing the line by line on twitter of Edwin approaching Charles as he's crying after attacking the Night Nurse- and going directly from Edwin's gentle call of his name, to Charles' tear-drenched, tortured little "no!" When Edwin puts a hand on his shoulder.

I keep getting distracted by how quickly Edwin draws away, because there's so much in that one gesture already, but hearing the contrast of Edwin's compassionate worry with Charles' guilty refusal of it, is just too much, my god.

Charles spends a lot of his monologue/rant throwing blame; at Edwin, at his death, his age, his dad - but ultimately he blames himself for everything and Edwin's unconditional support is like salt in a wound. He doesn't feel worthy of it.

Edwin sees a rejection, on the tail end of Charles having just said he hates being dead too, but Charles can't let Edwin close at that moment, he's too ashamed.

They're both struggling so much with shame!

Netflix, we need a season 2 so Charles can stop being ashamed too goddammit!!

[starlight-45]

Bllk boys X Affectionate! Extroverted! Reader (Part 1)

Featuring: Yoichi Isagi, Meguru Bachira and Rin Itoshi

Here's the masterlist and Part two with Hyoma Chigiri, Reo Mikage, Seishiro Nagi :)

A/n: It's my first time so sorry if it's bad ⊂⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠⊂⁠)

~Yoichi Isagi~

• As we all know, the sweetest boy to exist in blue lock. unless given a soccer ball, pls refrain from giving one to him if you don't want the most infuriating and tanuting insults your way

• *coughs* Anyway.

• At first he is suprised. Like pleasantly surprised. He's definitely NOT used to someone like you. And he loves every second of it. He is a bit oblivious about it, you know?

• He is used to taking initiative in planning, or interacting or anything tbh because blue lock is filled with traumatised and/or self centred people.

• And then you arrived...with your not-so-shy approach and assertive nature, and absolutely won his heart.

•"Yoichiiiii! Can we go go that café later? Please? :D"

"Just the two of us?"

"Yessir!"

"Like a date?"

"No, not like a date- it's a date!"

•His brain went to full autopilot mode, whereas you oblivious to his suprise and continued with some other topic blissfully.

• So you're such so refreshing with your sweetness! Needless to say, he was attracted to you from first sight.

• Like he had never been complimented so openly about his personality and looks (aside from his parents)

• "Hey, I got you a drink as well."

"Thank you so much! Next time I'll buy you juice okay?!"

• YOUR. SMILE.

• Darling, I'm not joking when I say he would kill for it.

•And your laugh too. Like why are you so pretty and sweet?!

• And when you're comfortable enough to hug him all the time? Oh boy, he's having a field day then ;)

• He was bit suprised, like what do you mean you missed him so much that you ran straight to tackle him as soon as he was in your vision-?

• But damnit he can't stop his blushing just thinking about it!

• He is both intrigued and in awe when he sees you having deep conversations with random strangers.

• "Was that your friend?"

"Huh?"

"That girl in bus."

"Oh, no I don't even know her name."

"SO WHY WAS SHE TALKING ABOUT HER CHILDHOOD TRAUMA AND YOU BEING ALL SYMPATHETIC ABOUT IT?!"

•Nevertheless, he loves you too much to be actually annoyed. He simply thinks that 'Damn how did I manage to pull such a sweetheart?'

• He's so blessed to have you! (⁠��⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

~Meguru Bachira~

• Fell in love at first sight with your vibrant nature. You excite him him so much!

• He couldn't almost believe you were so interested in him and were so nice about it!

• Before you know it, you guys were practically glued together, competing you could show more affection.

• You guys are the type which doesn't faze your friends even a little bit that you are dating.

• Speaking of which...

• "Hey, you guys are dating right?"

"Wait Meguru...are we?"

"Why not?"

"....yay!!!! :D"

• Never even a bit suprised or fazed when you first tried to hug him.

• Just hugs you back while chuckling, picking you up just to hear that sweet laugh.

• It soon become a habit, you hugging him as soon as you saw him and him picking you up!

• Sure, he looks happy as hell around you. But that's just surface level feelings for you, he's deeply grateful for having you in his life.

• Geuninely thinks he'll never pay you back for the joy you bring him.

•Doesn't stop him from trying though! Not in a million years! Always bringing you snacks and drinks, complimented you. sneaking a kiss here and there too :P

• He always initiaties hangouts by the way. You wanna try that new mall? Arcade? Just lightly mention it and he's clearing his schedule for it and asking you to go.

• He can't deny he feels just a tiny, little bit jealous when he sees you interacting with random strangers with such sparkle.

• Just drags you by arm mumbling how you guys are getting late without warning, when you take too much time, shooting a glare to the other person.

• While he doesn't get fazed by the physical affection, you always manage to catch him off guard with your compliments.

• "Oh! Nice shirt, looks good on you! :D"

"You think so?"

"Mhm, goes well with your eyes."

• Is not afraid to get his hands dirty, someone is making names behind your back? He's ready to beat the hell out of him.

• He knows the feeling. The feeling of being left out, called weird or strange. He doesn't want you to to feel that way, even for a second.

• You're the best thing after footballthat happened to him, y'know?

• He just can't let you be sad.

~Rin Itoshi~

• Oh God okay-

• He thought you were strange as hell, and didn't even call you by your actual name, opting to call you 'dumbass' or 'idiot'.

• Not necessarily because he thought you were annoying, but because you were so... geunine in your adoration for him.

• You didn't even want anything in return, so why? He didn't wanna admit it, but he was a little intrigued deep down.

• No, soccer was his priority, beating his brother in football was the main aim in his life, he can't get distracted by a idiot girl like you-

• But damnit, he can't resist it, the way you look up at him with that sweet smile, innocent eyes most adorable expression.

• Rin knew he lost the game at that point. Still took a while to get used to the reality of having a crush though.

• When you first hugged him, he froze, his eyes widening. When he came to his senses a few seconds later, a red blush come on his face and his hands wrapped around your frame mumbling "dumbass".

• NO but like he's lowkey sometimes high-key tsundere about it. Always telling you to get off him but his arms pulling you in his embrace anyway.

• "Get off me, you damn idiot!"

"Aww but you're still supporting my back though :D"

"Just shut the hell up okay?"

• He is so confused though...why would someone so sweet like you be with him? And what do you mean he's cute?! He's supposed to be the aloof, lone wolf, why don't you understand?! Lowkey loves it though.

• If he does manage to flusterate you with his affection...he surprisingly becomes talkative-?

• "Why the fuck are you getting all red? Do you have a fever or something?"

"N-No."

"Just... just don't act suprised okay? I'm trying my best to express my feelings.".

• At moments like this, he's very soft, very gentle with you. Geuninely tries his best, he doesn't want you to feel like he doesn't feel the same way.

• You're so sweet with him... that'a the least he could do.

• Definitely a very jealous boy. Interacting with random NPCs? Who doesn't even deserve that sweet smile of yours?

• His brain immediately resorts to overthinking. What did he do? Did he scare you off with his insults? Did he neglect you?

• A moment of slip up results in the showing his vulnerability on his face, quickly recovers from it, and gives the deadliest death glare to the person.

• And the poor guy just runs for his life. Whereas you are very oblivious to the scene just happened.

• "Hmph. Didn't even say goodbye. Meanie."

"That NPC doesn't deserve your attention. Let's go."

• You really will turn him crazy one of these days, idiot and even will let you, how stupid. He thinks.

A/n: I was blushing so much while writing it (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

[beesonhoneytoast]

Kamaboko Squad and how I think they’d react to you asking them for a hug

not a request, first headcanons post fsfsfsfs- this is pure fluff from my self indulgence. reader is gender neutral ofc <3

Tanjiro

sweetest boy, will ofcourse accept it

please hug him he’s very traumatised

“Oh, you want a hug? Of course! Come here.”

so soft

holds you tightly to him

loves your scent so he naturally wants you as close to him as possible

he sometimes likes hugs from behind (giving or receiving either way he loves them sm they’re highly encouraged)

likes burying his face in your chest or shoulder or lap or anywhere at all

if you have any places that are even remotely plush, he will bury his face into it

(me writing this rn:)

~~~~~~

Zenitsu

oh boy

you best prepare yourself

this boy will go feral

he will freak out, probably roll around on the ground and do a backbend (cue that one frame from season 1 when Tanjiro met Zenitsu before they fought the drum demon)

he’ll be screaming, crying, throwing up-

yeah-

he’s v dramatic and over the top with his reaction

but the truth is he’s so happy he doesn’t know how to react like-

he loves you? sm? he’s a simp?

“WHAAAAAAT?! YOU WANNA HUG ME?! YOU, A DEITY, WANTING TO HUG MEEEE?!”

literally just pull him into your chest and he’ll shut up

he’ll probably stop functioning but hey atleast you’re not hearing his ear-splitting screeching /lh

but from that day forward, oh gosh

you best believe every time this yellow haired golden retriever boy will scoop you into his arms no matter how short or tall you are compared to him

and he will swing you around

bc yes

~~~~~

Inosuke

king of the mountain is ofcourse also the king of being chaotic and feral

is honestly confused as to why you chose him of all people to hug

may be reluctant or hesitant cos the action is foreign to him

after all he grew up with boars-

but honestly once he does eventually settle into your embrace, he’s kinda like

“y’know this isn’t half bad… I don’t mind this.”

might will end up tackling you to the ground, knocking the wind out of you for some hugs afterwards

he will never admit to it, not even to you, even despite it being obvious, but he loves your hugs

literally will come up to you in the middle of the night sometimes after a mission and he’ll probably wanna put his head in your lap so you can scratch his head (aka the only time he willingly lets someone see his pretty face)

[writingsbychlo]

"I was trapped in the wardrobe while they had sex. I accidently waited so long that it was just weird to leave until they were finished." please, this could be really funny 😂

AYE YO. I WAS CLEARING OUT MY DRAFTS AND LOOK WHAT I FOUND BURIED? I totally forgot about this, I think I never posted because I never proofread it, and I still haven’t, but now I just don’t care. enjoy whatever mess this is because I remember writing it on my phone!

psa to all. this is not prompts reopening, this is just me having a clearout of my asks/drafts! don't send me more!

When Azriel walked in, you became acutely aware of it before you could actually see him. You always just knew when he was nearby, the tingle on the back of your neck that travelled down your spine, the flutter in your chest, the way your thoughts seemed to scatter away temporarily. As your thoughts moved to him, you lost your place on the page, the story fading away.

Glancing up and waiting for him to appear, you were more than shocked that the usual stoic mask he wore was entirely absent, and instead, a look of horror and distress painted onto his features. He stared blankly into the room, shoulders slumped and eyes positively haunted.

"Az... sweetie, you okay?" He swallowed, throat bobbing, and his eyes finally moved from the fire to you on the couch before it. You closed your book after marking the page, setting it aside as he just stared. "You wanna' talk about whatever it is?"

"I... I was pranking Cassian." He paused, turning to face you a little more, and with a few quick steps, he shuffled across the room to perch on the arm of the large chair opposite you. "Y'know, to get back at him for replacing all my holsters with hot pink ones last month."

"I remember." It took everything you had not to giggle at the memory, it had been a full day before Azriel had found where Cassian had hidden the rest. A full day of watching your friend parade around strapped up in too-small hot-pink leather, tight around all those black-clad muscles and golden skin. It may have been a prank on Azriel but it was a treat for you.

"Well, I was in his closet. Cutting all his training shirts into crop tops." He shifted, eyes flickering away from your own as heat rose to his cheeks, wings drooping even further down as he practically hunched in on himself. It was so unlike him, and you were invested. "But.. Cass came back early. I had to stay in the closet and hide. He wasn't alone. Nesta was with him. They.."

"Started bangin'?"

Azriel cringed, looking as though he was traumatised by it. "It went on for so long. I heard their bodies make sounds I never want to hear again. I heard Cassian say things I never wanted to hear my brother say. I witnessed things that will leave me sleepless for-" You hid your giggle behind your book, squeezing your eyes shut and his words snapped off at your laughter. "It's not funny!"

"Why didn't you just, y'know, do your little shadow-winnow thingy out of there?"

"Oh, gee, I wish I thought of that!" He rolled his eyes at you, but the way he was resisting a smile flicking at the edges of his lips made you grin even wider. "Oh, wait, I did! Cassian obviously knew I was gonna' get him back, he must've figured it would involve some kind of magic or spell, because he warded his room. I went in on foot, I had to leave on foot. I was trapped!"

"Oh, Gods.." You were cracking up again, and he whined -whined! - like a petulant child, only furthering your amusement.

"I'm so glad you're finding joy in my misery. I'll never be the same."

"Oh, poor Azzy." You put on a pout, despite your chest still shaking a little with laughter. "C'mere, you want me to hug it better?"

You held your arms out to him, wiggling your fingers dramatically, and he huffed. The same indignant sound he always made, and you waited for him to slip on his I'm-so-manly mask, and tell you he didn't need a hug. Instead, he moved forwards, one knee on the edge of the couch beside your calves, plucking the book that lay abandoned on your chest and discarding it, before replacing it with his head as he collapsed down against you.

You sucked in a sharp breath, holding it as you felt him get comfortable, knowing that underneath his cheek was your racing heart, that there was no doubt he could feel it going crazy. His arms circled your waist, settling his body between your thighs until he was letting out a heavy sigh. Clearly comfortable now, his body melted into your own as your arms wrapped lightly around him, one hand smoothing up and down his spine between his wings slowly.

Your other hand twitched, neglected and feeling useless, drawn to touching him as he finally caved into whatever line you two had been dancing for over a year now. If he could let his walls down, you could too. Running your fingers once, experimentally, through his hair, he hummed happily under his breath at the feeling, tipping his head up fractionally into your touch to silently request more.

You weren't sure how long passed, how long it took you to finally calm the racing of your heart, the spinning of your mind.

It could have been hours or even days that you lay there, running your fingers through his hair, dragging your fingers over the muscle between his wings in soothing patterns.

"I've always thought you have such nice tits."

"What- I- Azriel!"

“I’m just saying! I’ve been lay on them for like twenty minutes now!” He chuckled but didn’t shift off of you, even though you were sure the flush from your face was travelling down to your chest, under his cheek. “This is nice. I don’t feel so stressed anymore. I should lay on your tits more often.”

“Hey!” You have a sharp tug to his hair, a punishment for the teasing lilt to his voice, and he groaned, lifting his head as your fingers started smoothing through the locks again.

There was a playful look on his face, something dangerous in eyes, not at all what your expected for your little act, and your breath hitched. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

His eyes flickered down to your lips as he stared, your breath hitching. You and Azriel had been flirting, dancing around this thing for so long now you could barely remember when it started, and you were waiting for him. Waiting for him to make the first move, to be ready for more. You’d always been his, everyone knew it too, it was just waiting on him to make the move.

He shifted a little closer, until his lips were brushing yours, a teasing drag, testing the waters. Your fingers smoothed through his hair, a gentle caress until you were no longer gripping, fingers smoothing lightly over the back of his head instead.

“Az…”

Your whisper was silenced, his lips crashing down into yours as that final thread of resistance snapped. It snapped so wonderfully, so cataclysmically, one hand smoothing up your body until leaving you entirely, pressing into the couch by your shoulder to hold himself up. The kiss was intoxicating, your head spinning with every slow drag of his lips against your own, every soft pant of your name he let out, every swipe of his tongue.

Your nails scratched against his scalp, a shaky moan too, when he sucked tour lower lip gently, pulling away only to take ragged, gasping breaths. With foreheads pressed together and your eyes still closed, you could practically feel his smile, his nose nudging yours.

“Let’s never stop doin’ that, okay?”

“I think I could agree to that.” You whispered back, hand slipping down to his face, thumb running between, across his lips softly. His eyes finally opened, pulling back enough to sparkle at you lovingly, brows raising a little at the mischievous look you were sure was on your face. “I think, you need a little revenge on Cass and Nes.”

“Oh, yeah?” He dipped down, unable to help himself from stealing a few further kisses from your lips, despite your giggling and smiling. “How am I gonna’ do that?”

“We.” You hitched a leg up, locking it at his waist, his wings flaring and eyes darkening a little as you pushed his hips down into your own. Every little bit of your bodies was touching, the evidence of his arousal clearly grinding into your now, and his other hand flew back to from your thigh. “Dinner time soon, and guess who has to walk right through this living room to get to the dining room. I say we give them a little show of our own.”

His wings spread a little further, shielding you from the outside world entirely. “Only I get to see you fall apart, baby, but I want you to wake them up with your screams.”

[us-the-voices-and-more-voices-2]

Batman au but Thomas Wayne lives

Thomas lives, and well Bruce has his Uber traumatised ready to murder people father.

Thomas becomes Batman, his favourite weapon is the gun that killed his wife and a scalpel bc he’s poetic like that.

Bruce being literally 8-10 is like

“dad where are you going don’t leave me!”

He has like really bad attachment issues now.

“Son I have to avenge your mother”

“dad, what-what are you going to do? Can I come with you?”

“no you can’t”

Bruce follows along anyway sneaking out to find his dad, he watches him suit up in his Batman suit it looks scary as fuck but little Bruce keeps following

(Thomas doesn’t have like Uber amazing fighting skills he’s just strong and a doctor”

little Bruce keeps following along making sure he doesn’t lose his dad, until they come to a weird warehouse. It’s old rundown and looks abandoned, Thomas enters little Bruce is still scared but he can’t leave his dad.

Thomas enters the warehouse and pulls the gun from his holster. And starts staring at the man who killed his wife.

“You thought I wouldn’t come back for you huh? How does it feel to be in the same situation again?” Thomas says darkly and loud.

little Bruce is off to the side confused why his dad is doing this, and starts sneaking towards him.

“Man I- I- don’t know what you want! It was a hit! It was a hit!”

“You know what I want.. I want your blood spilled. But it won’t be quick no, it will hurt. It will hurt so badly you’d wish you were dead.”

“Please- ple- I will give you anything you want! Money! Bitches! Smokes! Whatever! Just leave me alone!”

little Bruce has snuck up and starts asking his dad what’s he’s doing?

“Dad! Wh- why are you threatening that man? You, you said all life was-was sacred! That’s not okay! You shouldn’t um kill people! You should turn him over to the police!”

“Bruce? What are you doing here?! You should be in bed!”

“Dad I can’t sleep. I don’t wanna lose you like mom”

Thomas stares at Bruce and back at the man who killed his wife, and he sighs.

“Okay Bruce, okay. Your lucky, your so lucky don’t you ever tell anyone you saw me or your life is as good as gone, trust me I follow through with my promises.”

“Yay! What do, we do now?”

“Well Bruce we are going to take this bastard to the police, and then we are going to have a LONG conversation about what you just did”

“Jesus what the fuck are you doing”

Thomas grabs a tranq and stabs it into the man.

“Okay dad!”

-

flash forward a couple years, Bruce is 12 and he is very very determined to follow his dad out on patrol.

he even made his own version of the bat suit with Alfred’s help!

he dubs himself “batboy”

and starts to follow his dad, his dad isn’t as stealthy as him he’s been practicing for a while now.

but he follows, his little black cape and gray and yellow suit modeled after his favourite show gray ghost, and a domino mask cover his face.

he can barely keep up with his dad but he does, following him through alleyways and up. Eventually he stops and he goes up to his dad to hug him.

“Bruce! What are you doing here?”

“No! Dad call me ‘batboy’ I thought that.. if I made a costume I could join you!”

Thomas stares at him, he looks adorable and so happy.

this isn’t the first time he’s done this and it won’t be the last, the kid sneaky and persistent this is the 4th time this week he’s snuck off to go find him.

maybe it won’t be so bad, but he just can’t fathom anything happening to Bruce.

“Okay ‘batboy’ you can only come on patrol when you finish your schoolwork and are able to fight. I know you will keep following me again and again but it’s just not safe, go home buddy, go home.”

Bruce sulks and heads home, but with a new goal. Learn how to fight! And finish all his school work, if he does it all he’ll be able to work with his dad so much faster!

so we have a training montage of Bruce being taught by Alfred and him getting self defence lessons and learning how to use different weapons and stuff.

by the time he’s 13 he’s completed all his schoolwork and has gotten into college, and learned a ton of different fighting styles and tactics.

he also started learning about forensics and criminal justice and sciences, his dad may be a doctor but he’s not really good with the whole forensics stuff.

he actually just passed it off to Bruce to Learn about, Bruce is estatic about being able to work with his dad.

eventually Bruce tries again and sneaks out to follow his dad, his dad is going to take down a mafia deal. And Bruce feels comfortable with going and helping his dad.

he arrived shortly after his dad and sneaked into the battle field he started running at a goon and thumped HARD against them. Whilst laughing and turning to face his dad.

“Hiya dad!”

“BATBOY WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?”

“I finished my homework. And I know how to fight people now, I did everything you asked of me so why am I not allowed to help you?”

Bruce said while jumping onto someone and start punching their face.

“BATBOY I DONT WANT YOU HERE IT’S TOO DANGEROUS!”

“Dad, this is nothing this is a Tuesday for me!”

Thomas scowls, but let’s him continue to fight.

they quickly defeated the mafia and high-five!

“Maybe I was wrong batboy, maybe you can help me fight crime.. but there’s still more to learn, and I’d prefer if you stuck to your studies.”

“Aw, really wanted to help you dad!”

too be added idk, here you go please write more about them

[shy-bee]

saiko family

notes - to keep track

father Sumio 39 <- stepfather

previous husband Ura (went missing)

mother Tsukasa 45

2 daughter Mikan 24 (works as a nurse)

2 son Ryuta 17

^poured food on Sumio’s face

^probably into something pervert (prediction had before 20:20)

3 daughter Rie 16

^beats up Sumio

4 daughter Remon 13

4 son Dan 12

5 daughter Sumomo 6 (Sumio’s)

5 son Raichi 5 (Sumio’s)

(prediction at 10:28 the new husband killed the first husband and forced his way into the family)

(prediction at 13:28 the not-husband-husband does something creepy behind close doors that it creeps the children out but they can’t say. the mother can’t say any since she needs his help to pay for the kids)

1 son Gouki 23

(prediction at 15:04 something sus is up with the 1st son. maybe possessed, is the ‘real’ man of the house that the younger ones look up to)

???? Ringo

^maybe the oldest sister? she’s ‘missing’

1 daughter Ringo 25

^left hole after graduating from high school to go to university

^found work in Tokyo (3 years ago)

^stop contact 6 months ago

^she was against the marriage

^maybe works at a brothel (22:26)

(prediction at 22:56 Sumio probably did something to the oldest daughter so she runs away from home to get away from him, traumatised. he -Sumio- gets caught on a ‘dirty’ site and pretends it’s a lead on the oldest daughter)

(24:50 i don’t want to watch this 😭😭😭 this is so weird!! why would you book a from, at a brothel house, with your supposed daughter??? that’s so wrong, if you where worried try contacting the place or wait until her shift is over and try to talk to her!! don’t book an appointment!! 🤢🤢🤢!!!!)

(26:02 this is so awkward i wanna die, what the hell 🤢)

(prediction at 33:16 is he going g to slowly ‘kill’ off the other kids until is only his two kids?)

(prediction at 35:24 he hurt the 2nd son you be able to get the 1st daughter back)

Ringo

^got scammed into the industry

(prediction at 38:58 he’ll kill the boyfriend to bring her home?)

(40:46 i hope they expect her!! QAQ!!)

(41:41 please give her a hug!!! QAQ)

(43:56 …… no surprised)

(46:48 .. somethings fishy..)

(prediction at 46:50 i don’t think the mother wanted the marriage, maybe she agreed because or the film crew… she doesn’t seem happy, or he told her to shut up and stop talking)

(46:51 … or am i being too harsh on him. sure going to a brothel to see you step daughter is weird, very weird, but maybe he’s a good person….? we’ll see)

(48:54 not cookie… oh gosh, don’t say that infront of the kids, when they’re eating!! 😭)

(49:49 reminds me of that case where everyone was scared/revered the oldest daughter and they turned a blind eye to her madness and even put lotion in her even after she died)

(50:30 not the children crying 😭😭😭😭!! what a background noise to see hands gently caring for the planets!)

(52:14 aren’t you over spraying that plant?)

(54:14 did his tell his wife that? was he hoping the 3rd to leave? you just got back the eldest why ask is they want to leave?)

(prediction 54:56 the 3rd daughter is possessed)

(prediction at 55:22 or the oldest son?)

(prediction at 55:38 maybe something bad happens every year? like a once a year curse? but the children brought up a ghost so i don’t know what specifically it is)

3rd Son with first husband Tuakaharu (don’t know if i spelt that right) died at the age 9 (in 2001, don’t know when this is set but was made published on youtube in 2015 so give or take a year)

(57:16 oh sh!t i think it is something once a year!)

2001 - son dies

2002 - husband goes missing

???? - Ringo being tricked

???? - Gouki’s mental state

???? - Rie’s hostility/domestic violence

???? - Remon’s (?) bike accident

^one year the cat dies

Present - Ryuta’s fall from roof

(01:01:32 maybe the photo he wanted was the ‘ghost’ photo? he seems to be more down on the ground about that’s possible)

(01:01:46 oh!! maybe the head injury ‘cleared’ his head so he can think more clearly?)

(01:02:24 a g-g-g-ga-ghost! hahahaha… sorry)

(01:02:28 hopefully we can see the photo, or the spooky of the ‘unknown’ is scarier. allowing us to imagine what scary thing is shown in the image, because everyone has different tolerances to different things)

(01:02:40 never-mind 😭 spoke too soon!)

(01:02:46 pffftttt! hahahahaha, hahahahahahahahaha!!! thanks to that zoom hahhahaha i thought it was a normal photo pffft so thanks! hahahaha)

(01:03:00 oh lord she’s become a ghost hunter hahaha! with that look maybe she’s the one behind it! hahaha! her voice suits the lazy fill of how this documentary would’ve been made if it where a real one!

… i fill a bit bad. i keep pausing to type, it’s probably keeping from getting sucked into the story! sorry! but i’m going to continue doing this!)

(01:03:08 burn the photo?)

(01:93:14 hahahhaahahahHahahHhHhhaahahah a omfg hahahahahahaha)

(01:04:48 a nice homely vide it wraps you up in a nice warm blanket!)

(01:05:44 hehehe sneaky cameraman!)

(01:06:18 👀☕️)

(01:07:08 it is nice to see that the children are more happy! but i have a feeling Rie is about to rock the boat. maybe the older siblings have a plan or something to mess with the new dad?)

(01:07:30 … what a waste of food. and i was right)

(01:08:02 i feel like i shouldn’t be watching this…

since it’s real acting though these fight seems are a bit funny looking since the kicks/punches look weak but the father is good at acting hurt)

(01:08:37 EYH!! oh my… that one he definitely didn’t actually touch her, but still bloody hell!)

(01:09:12 …pfft… sorry i just can’t help but think about the cameraman standing up close a personal at this scene through his camera lens being like ‘good sh!t’ while his face stays in moved)

(01:09:22 …hmmm oof line… i’ll keep watching but i do think this father isn’t as innocent as he seems)

(01:09:44 …. now i feel bad QAQ)

(01:11:00 how much do you how much do you bet that she’s gone missing just poped out from existence like the father?)

(01:11:18 maybe call the police or something?)

(01:12:28 don’t push her of the bridge! don’t! i see you! don’t you dare!)

(01:012:40 i was about to say you don’t need to apologise… but they both should really, neither are really in the right here.)

(01:13:18 wow “you are… Nothing.” wow! i should get that tattooed one me pffft)

(01:14:09 what does this mean?)

(01:14:30 (?) good question)

(01:16:22 awh 😭😭😭)

(01:17:50 i guess she needed the slap of reality? there is still 20 minutes so i’m uneasy)

(01:18:14 MISS!!! it’s not you place! it’s bad enough you’ve filmed all of this, don’t poke your nose into who’s calling who father!!)

(01:19:04 with what money??? you can afford a house but a nice van for a camping trip??

what are you kidnapping them???)

(01:19:22 oh my! that sure was a jump-scare!! was not expecting to see him outside of that room!)

(01:19:30 … wait why does he has his bat with him? does it bring him comfort after facing a traumatic experience so he brings it around with him to feel safe? i don’t know… i feel uneasy again, sorry big brother!)

(01:20:07 so cute!!! heart is melting!!!)

(01:20:28 eh! put both poles in before you bend it! you’re making it harder for yourselves!!)

(01:21:56 omfg lady!! don’t ask such a question! they are two different people, two different fathers! they’d be different so don’t compare them! ehy!

before she asked that though it’s nice to see the children except him! they have seen him put his foot down, so i can see how that gave them some reassurance!)

(01:22:20 awh her smile!! QAQ!!! so precious!)

…. that poor gosh!! 🤢😭 sorry had to skip that

(01:23:24 awh..! to have them all day that T^T i’m not crying you are!)

(01:23:42 pfffft hahahaha then it just pans to her awkwardly/creepily watching from a distance… ha…

maybe she should had a series where she stays with a family for a month and buy the end of the month they are all sawn together with her magic hands)

hehehe!! ✨fire✨

(01:24:08 are they really a family? i feel after all this they’ll be close together and have a bond no? a bit like the weasley family. to act like a family for so long you’d have an emotional connection to them so maybe the joy they’re showing is real?)

tbh i thought the announcement was going to be another child lmao

(01:24:24 maybe the oldest son did have something happen, the way he’s acting makes me think maybe he has something, not in like a mean/bad way.

it nice that he’s being included into the family’s things now :D)

(01:24:55 protect the fire from the rain QAQ)

(01:25:33 i wonder if they planned the weather)

(01:26:15 oh gosh 😭😭😭😭 so precious)

(01:26:27 why am i waving goodbye?)

(01:27:40 what’s going on??)

(01:27:55 oooo that neat! to have the ‘open door’ button on the floor, stops the germs from getting in the hands!

but what about escapees who scroll on the floor and people with no legs/in a wheelchair)

(01:28:30 …. that sight brings back memories)

(01:29:24 … sus … did he push her down so he could get her and her husbands life insurance?)

(01:31:26 maybe that was the ghosts plan, to now keep sending you to the hospital to make you stay in the house. the injuries becoming -worse?- so it’s gets more power and causes you to stay longer and it continues)

(01:31:51 ah! the eldest boy! eating with the family! very proud!)

(01:33:02 awh he’s also out there with the father!

i’m just worried the reason why i watched this was because another youtube video said that there was horror, or something like that and to watch it before the video, maybe i missed something in all this.. if so, oof!)

(01:33:19 pffft nothing to the actor, her dead eyes as selling this… well

01:33:22-24 i guess you could say there is warmth her looking at a family endearingly)

(01:33:28 the deadpan voice- so i’ve tried not to talk about it much- pffft-)

[collectivecloseness]

Do you think sub!Steve likes being tied up?

I think it definitely depends.

I think most of the time probably not. He really doesn’t want to get flashbacks. He’s still traumatised.

Steve has been literally tied up and tortured before. Even when the demobats wrapped around his neck, that still counts towards that being a trigger for him. He’s doing better with his trauma, especially with a solid partner, but that doesn’t mean his trauma just goes away. He can’t be tied down, he panics. Even once or twice his seatbelt has risen to his neck, and suddenly it feels way too tight and constricting all over his body, his neck and chest especially, and you two have to pull over because he’s having a panic attack.

Robin had to call you from a pay phone once because it happened when Steve was driving her home from work, and you drive up to him sitting on the curb with Robin holding his shoulders, but not hugging him overwhelmingly, and Steve crying because he felt stupid for panicking, and not being able to drive Robin home, and for you having to come out just for him, because he was ‘acting up’, all the while still being panicked and traumatised.

It’s not his worst trauma he has, but it can still definitely be a trigger sometimes. Not all the time though, but it’s something that’s happened before.

But occasionally, if Steve’s trying too hard to please you in bed when you know he’s just tired and needs to be looked after, even if that’s not what he wants right now, you could lightly use your underwear or something soft, just to slowly show you were tying his hands around the head of the bed. Something he could easily escape if he needs to, him already knowing the way out of the restraints because it’s obvious, and something easy for you to undo, but Steve showing his trust for you and letting you do what you were, letting you look after him first, because he wasn’t pulling out. And Steve knows he’s trapped there because of something that’s yours, and soft, and smells of you, and he can look up at it and think of you so he’ll feel safe.

And he knows you’re only putting him in that position as like a light teasing thing. A loving act. Still smiling at him as you tsk and say you wanna take care of him! He doesn’t need to worry. Just sit there like your good boy that he always is, and Steve relaxes into that very quickly.

As soon as you start speaking to him like that, his subby side really comes out. And even if he’d been fighting it because he thought he had to look after yours needs first, as soon as you’re smiling and saying how silly he is, how you want to look after your good Stevie, he’s immediately accepting that. It’s really what he needs, and you make him feel safe enough to easily accept it too.

And once he is in that space, after a little while of just relaxing, and remembering not to fight back, whenever your underwear brushes across his wrists, he remembers you’re doing this for him. That his job is to just lay there and be your good Stevie, and take his treat. Then, after he’s really on that space, he might ask if he can touch you.

And when Steve’s in a situation like that, you always wanna be a very nice dom. So you let him go so he can hold onto you while you take care of him. Also again, because of his trauma, the second Steve asks to be let out of being tied up you do so. Even if it was in a situation where he was being bratty or misbehaving or something, which I don’t think Steve does a lot, you’d let him go immediately because that’s still a trigger for him, even if it isn’t triggering him at that moment.

His safety, consent, and comfort always outweighs the sex, and Steve loves you because you always make it so known to him.

And Steve feels so much happier now he’s allowed his brain to relax and be all gushy, and he can touch you all while you take care of him. Can just look at you even closer now, feel your breath on his, touching your chest, your thighs, your face. He can even lean up for kisses himself, because apart from touching you where and when he wants, he knows he can just let you do all the hard work. He really needed it, and Steve’s always so grateful you can always tell, even when he sometimes can’t.

Steve is also very good for you as a sub too. So you almost don’t even need to tie him up! If you tell him to stay still, while you take your sweet time loving all over him, Steve will do his very best. It’s maybe more fun, and he finds it more of a challenge, having to will himself to stay still, even as he’s swearing, and begging, and scrunching his face up, and his hips occasionally buck, and his body sometimes tenses, because he wants to grab for you so badly, but you haven’t tied him up because you said he’s a good boy, so you know you don’t need to. So he’s trying extra hard to the point he thinks he’s going to explode, with the effort to not move, and be your good boy.

Just you doing whatever you want to him, letting you take the reigns, as you do things just to make Steve feel good is enough. You don’t really need to tie him down mostly. Especially if you’re just all over him, smothering him in kisses and loving touches and praise, Steve will melt into the bed happily, his brain starting so relax and let you take control. Especially because sometimes Steve will either collapse into the bed, a drooling gushy mess because he feels so overwhelmingly looked after, and so so good. Or he’ll straight up become your pillow princess too!

[marshmallow--3]

OK let's unpack this

I was at home, I wouldn't even call it a comedy show, I was just saying things I thought were funny and the audience slowly started to build up of celebrities and I wasn't even trying but the Americans all found me hilarious

And then Oscar Isaac showed up and why is it that the detail that sticks out to me is that he didn't have a beard

OK well one of the jokes I'd made was a play on words on one of his movies so I felt it were only right to give him a hug and apologise

And then the American celebrities were asking me about Tumblr and what things mean

BTW at this point Pedro Pascal was there and he was sat next to Oscar Isaac

And Pedro asked about "boo", and I got all shy and blushy but explained what it meant and he goes, "do you have a boo?" and my entire face is pink but I'm like, no I don't

And then I joke, "where's your boo? Oh wait, he's sat right next to you"

And the room falls silent, and I'm awkwardly there like, sorry, that's another Tumblr joke

And I moved on

And then Oscar revealed a secret

And btw @missdictatorme after all this was happening in the dream, you were the person I messaged, but I felt like it was wrong to say anything since it was his secret, so all I messaged you was, "oh no oh no oh no no no no no" and you were like, ?

OK so then I was by myself at home and looking at gifs of Pedro Pascal characters where he's having sex (probably Narcos) and then a vampire entered my house and told me that if I had sex with him, he'd make it so I could sleep with the person I really wanted to, obvious scam but I was like, yeah ok

And then I had to have sex with the Joker too which as you can imagine is traumatising

So eventually it turns out I'm on a train where celebrities come on and choose who they wanna fuck and ahem the person I wanted chose me but then that person's friend also got involved so yes please

And then it turned out that this ahem experience was also run by the same performance capture company I was working for and they told me I got 101 hits and then I was like, wait, you were filming all that??? And I was so embarrassed in case people saw my face on video

And then further down the line, after many days of flirting with this guy, we end up married and fucking against the fridge in the kitchen

Also I turned out to be a vampire bc the heartbeat sensors couldn't pick anything up from me

[sqepfray]

⚠️SPOILERS TO THE CUPHEAD SHOW SEASON 2⚠️

♤My view on Mugman

CAN WE JUST- Can we just acknowledge something for a second. Yall probably have acknowledged this but I just wanna mention:

Mugman is so much more protective, paranoid, anxious and just generally more tired in s1b that he gives up on Cuphead more easily. I mean he still tries to keep Cuphead out of danger but he doesn't try as hard as he used to in season 1. He also acknowledges almost everything as danger now probably cus of some trauma with the Devil and going to prison etc.

Also I literally cannot remember Mugman having like an actual good time in season 2, he was literally just anxious, angry, upset etc most of the time. Like I can remember so many times Mugman was happy in season 1.

Also Mugman is easier to snap in season 2, both in sadness and anger. He literally cries in almost all of the episodes and is almost always angry and have been going to doing irrational things more often.

So my view is, Mugman has gone through some actual character development and he's now just so damn tired with Cuphead's shenanigans that he doesn't even care what cuphead do most of the time anymore. I mean he still cares inside but he doesn't show it as much as in Season 1. Mugman just let's cuphead do whatever which really shows Mugman just needs a break. It's sad to admit that he really is just tired of Cuphead's mischief

♢My view on Cuphead

Mugman asides, do you guys think the reason Cuphead is so much more chaotic and troublesome in season 2 is because he's trying really hard to push all his negative emotions aside by replacing it with "fun times" like he literally looks for fun every second. Or maybe he's just being a mischievous dumbass that he always is. But he really does acts more chaotic and careless in season 2.

I mean at least he shows some character in season 1 but in season 2 he was just a mess. He was acting more childish. I'm probably looking into this too deep but I really feel like Cuphead was acting more irrational and careless in season 2. I mean it's Cuphead its no surprise and it's a comedy/kid show so it's normal for a character to just mess around 24/7

Tho despite his carelessness and how pissed I was with him in the episode "Another Brother" and the "Piano Lesson" episode. He does still show some care for Mugman which I really appreciate but he still never listens to Mugman. I hope he makes up to all the things he's done. I mean i know he's like a character that's not very aware of people's feelings etc but please can you at least give your bro a hug 😭😭😭 you've made him gone through so much I'm begging you cuphead 😭😭 I thought you were the one that should be traumatised cus your soul could be taken any moment but Mugman seems more traumatised than you 😭😭

Anyway this was just me ranting about the second season of TCS. Feel free to comment your thoughts :) also this meant no harm, I'm not hating on the writers or the characters this was just me putting my view on their behaviours.

I genuinely enjoyed the second season and I fucking love how assertive Mugman is in the second season AND IM SO MAD THEY LEFT US ON A CLIFFHANGER I LITERALLY GASPED SO LOUD WHEN THE CREDITS ROLLED I WAS LIKE "NO FUCKING WAY THEY JUST DID ME LIKE THAT" I WAS SO IN DENIAL 😭😭😭 anyway I can't wait for the third season and please continue to support them so we can see more of these precious cups :))

[tinandabin]

How would yanderes Tanjiro and Kokushibou(Separate) react to reader doing a challenge of calling another dude cute? I’d LOVE to see their reactions

Thanks for requesting this!! Hopefully, you like this. C:

Yandere Tanjiro and Kokushibo

( where I found the above picture )

Tanjiro Kamado--

When you call someone else cute he would take time processing it. Just like the scene in which Yushiro called Nezuko an eyesore and Tanjiro was like: loading...

He would be like, 'What?' 'Cute?' 'Who??' 'That guy!' 'You called them cute??' 'WAIT WHAT, YOU CALLED HIM CUTE??!' 

After his whole processing is done he would be pouting. A lot.

And then he would be hugging you from behind in a second and would say, "Darling, what are you doing here?" All the while he peppers your face in kisses.

Don't worry though, he would absolutely burst into 50 shades of red when you return back to your prison home. Haha. 

100% would hide his face in your tummy. 

Do remember that he is a yandere.

And so when you go to sleep, the next day you would be invited to the funeral of the dead boy.

Tanjiro would think you might blame yourself for the boy's death so he makes it seem..like an accident. 

Would be more overprotective plus cuddly after that.

More happier too. 

Whosoever you will compliment will be on his hit list. He would let them go if they promise to leave the village/city or move to a place far away. 

Moral: don't compliment anyone else except for him and Nezuko.

"Can't you see? The world is a scary and dangerous place. If you stay here, you'll be safe. In my arms." ~ Tanjiro Kamado. 

Kokushibo-- 

The fact he even let you out of the house is just a VERY BIG accomplishment on its own. And he let you near someone else other than him?? You deserve an Oscar. Please teach me. 

When you do call someone else cute, he would just like stand in the background looking at you both. 

You are all like, "OH MY GOD, YOU ARE SOOOO CUTE!!" As you squish the person's cheeks and you are screaming extra loud on purpose so Kokushibo can hear it.

No worries, even if you both were 100 miles apart and he heard you complimenting someone else he would 100% know it. 

And if you are in a crowded setting then he would come to you in his human form, if you aren't he is there standing beside you in his demon form. 

I would literally have a heart attack if I saw a six-eyed creature who had sharp ass fangs and is glaring daggers at you ready to chop your head off. 

He would grab you by your neck as if you are a kitten and scowl and glare daggers at the poor boy as long as he is in his vision. He also turned his head 360 degrees just to scare the boy more.

Please pray for that guy, he is traumatised, scared, and paranoid. Half his soul has left his body. 

And when you return back to his hiding place he is grumpily sitting down and pulling you down to his lap as he hugs you tightly. 

All the while you are just nervously laughing and sweating and spewing bullshit like, "Hahahah, you are SOOO cute when you are mad!!" And then his glare turns to you. Getting glared at by someone who has six eyes and also is the second strongest demon in existence is not a good experience and also not gucci. Do not recommend.

And then he says, "I am not...cute...I am hand..some..." After that, for 2 minutes he is in deep thinking and horrified he mumbles what he just thought, "But....you seem to like....cute people..."

"And I am not....cute..."

"I am.....hot..."

"I don't wanna be......cute..."

"But....you like cute....people...."

While he is having an existential crisis, you slip out of his grasp and go after the cute boy you had oh-so-luckily found and just as you are about to propose your love for him and ask him to marry you, Kokushibo is there and cuts the poor boy's head off. :'(

Huffing, he looks at you and says "You're lucky....I'm so nice to you...Anyone else would've.... done something.... horrible, by now..."

And he is not wrong. There are many ( I hope ) KNY yanderes who would have cut your tongue off for even talking to someone else other than them, Take Muzan or Shinobu, or Gyutaro plus one of Hantengu's form and Gyokko for example. Maybe even Kagaya would do that. Or not. Not sure. 

"You're the only person I'd make an exception for. Count yourself lucky." ~ Kokushibo. 

( where I found the above picture )

MASTERLIST

[darklydeliciousdesires]

From Blood, Love and Courage - Chapter Thirteen.

Big thank you for all the feedback on this, guys! I know these chapters are difficult, so I appreciate you all for sticking with it. 25 notes are needed to unlock the next one. Y’all know what to do!

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Warnings - 18+ content throughout, minors DNI!

“Hey, brother,” Bishop greeted Angel with at his front door, hugging him tightly, Taza doing the same as he stepped inside. “How’s she doing? And you, too.”

They all sat down, Angel sighing, rubbing his forehead with his thumb. He looked exhausted. “She’s sleeping, finally. Relented and took a pill, even though she was scared to do so. Every time she fell asleep without them last night, she had nightmares, woke up screaming, so she was scared that if she took one, she might dream and not be able to wake up. She’s been out for around six hours, though, and so far so good. As for me, tired, but this ain’t about me. It’s all about her right now.”

The men nodded, Bishop pulling out his cigarettes and lighting one up. “Take as much time as you need, to be with her, until she starts feeling better. We have things handled. We’re gonna find who did this, but I can’t let it take over us entirely, Angel. We have too much heat with the cartel, too much shit there to give this our full focus, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t gonna find the guy who did this, because we will.”

“Guy’s, plural,” Angel corrected. “It was three of them.”  

Their faces crumpled in the wake of hearing that. “What the...” Bishop began, shaking his head. Taza sat stony, shaking his head slowly. Three... the idea of one was bad enough, but three? “Did she get a look at any of ‘em?”

Angel sighed, rubbing his eyes. “Nope, all wore balaclavas. All she could tell was two were white and one was black, and the black guy had gold grills on his teeth. That was it.”

“I don’t wanna be that guy who makes assumptions on race or aesthetics, but what do you think? Banger?”

He shrugged. “Could just be some dude into hip hop culture, who the fuck knows? She didn’t really give me much to go on, the car they drove was dark red or purple, and she thought Chevrolet. Ain’t no CCTV cameras out on the streets, but she thinks it happened by the food warehouse, I presume it was Delgado’s, it’s the only one on that street which borders an alleyway.”

Bishop nodded. “We’ll call in there on our way back, see if they have CCTV looking into the alleyway, get the footage from the previous night and run it back, see if we can find anything of use.”  

Angel was quiet for a few moments, before something hit him like a bolt of lightning, information that hadn’t immediately penetrated his thinking when it had been relayed to him by Lily in the early hours. “Her phone. They took her phone.” He shot out of his seat, entering the bedroom quietly, retrieving his phone and coming back out. “I can’t fucking believe I didn’t think of this before. She’s always losing her damned phone, usually leaving it in her car or losing it down the couch cushions.”  

He opened the find my iPhone app, clicking on Lily’s device details, waiting for the screen to load. If they’d taken her phone with them, of course, it’d show them exactly where her attackers were. The map loaded, Angel sighing. “Fuck.” Bishop and Taza looked expectant. “The map is showing it’s still close to the same place they grabbed her. They probably threw it into a dumpster or down the drain or something. Either way, they don’t have it.”  

Just then, they were joined by Lily, looking very sleepy still, buttoning up the red and black plaid shirt of Angel’s she’d borrowed when she realised they had company. It was horrible, watching her limping over to them. She looked so broken, both physically and mentally, her face drained of anything resembling her usual sparkle.

“Hey sweetheart, how’d you sleep?” Bishop asked, relieved to see her looking much less traumatised than she had, but sad when he took in her bruised, swollen face, and her legs that looked like she’d been kicked by an angry mule.  

“I think I’m still half there,” she spoke, a small smile tilting her lips as he reached for her fingers, giving them a soft squeeze which she reciprocated.  

“Can I give you a gentle hug?” Maggie had told him of her injuries when she’d arrived home, Bishop lying there in bed feeling horrified to hear the details, as naturally anyone with a heart would. She nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist when he stood. “We’ll find them, we will. They won’t get away with what they did.” he promised, kissing atop her head, Lily looking up and nodding.  

“I know. Thank you.” She reached up and kissed his cheek, moving to greet Taza, who hugged her with equal gentleness, Lily closing her eyes, breathing in his scent. When she’d been all alone in the dark of her trauma, it had been him to find her and lead her back out. What he’d done for her, it had been everything her poor, traumatised state hadn’t known she needed, but those actions, his words, they’d been instrumental in helping her realise she was safe. “Thank you for looking after me. I love you.” she whispered, stroking his cheek.

He kissed her forehead fondly. “I love you too, Lilypad.” Sitting down again, he was surprised when she took a seat beside him, lifting his arm and winding it around herself, resting her head against his chest. He cuddled her, smiling sadly, Angel viewing the scene and feeling a little glimmer of relief. At least she still trusted some men in the wake of what had happened to her. Then again, he saw clearly that Taza had become like a father to her, and after suffering something so horrific, something she needed was the closest thing she had to a dad to comfort her. He was most definitely that.

“I know you might not want to talk about it, or relive it any more than you likely already are, but is there anything else you can tell us about the guys, baby? Angel relayed to us what you explained to him, but the more we have to go on, the better the chances we have of finding them quickly. If you can’t, that’s okay. Everything in your own time.”  

They were there to help her, she knew that, and she knew no matter how scary it was to relive it, she had to think hard, to give them something, anything. Those guys, they were walking around out there without a single care, free to do it again to another woman. She couldn’t let that happen if she could help it.  

She tried, attempting to focus, pull something from her memory, but her body put a stop to it when a huge shiver ripped through her, curling tighter against Taza, who stroked her hair in soothing. “Stop, it’s too much. You’re not ready yet, it’s alright.”

“I’m sorry.”

He tutted softly, two other sets of dark, sympathetic eyes upon her thinking exactly the same words that Taza spoke to her. “Don’t you ever say that again, because you’ve nothing to be sorry for at all, alright?” She nodded, sighing. They didn’t stay much longer, needing to carry on with club affairs after doing to negotiate the handing over of the CCTV footage they needed, Angel sending Taza a screenshot of the location of Lily’s phone, so he could look around and retrieve it for her.  

It was brought back to her later that evening by EZ, Jodie with him, her friend bursting into tears as soon as she saw Lily, rushing to where she was on the sofa and bundling her in a careful hug. “I’m so sorry, honey. Oh my god, look what they did, those bastards. I love you so much.” she cried softly, Angel jerking his head in the direction of the kitchen, leaving the girls to talk among themselves.  

“How’s she doing?” EZ asked, taking the beer his brother offered.  

“Up and down,” Angel began, sitting at the small table. “She ain’t her right now, not at all. Doesn’t talk much, keeps breaking down, wants to be asleep a lot so she don’t gotta deal with it, but equally is terrified of it in case she has a nightmare, like she did last night. And then there’s all the pain she’s in. Even with painkillers, she winces, cries out sometimes, can’t really get comfy. It’s... fuck. It’s fucked up, man. They fucking literally ripped her apart. They tore all the petals off of my Lily.”

EZ reached for his arm, squeezing tightly, Angel’s analogy about torn petals hitting him hard in the chest. “If there’s anything I can do, just say the word. You guys alright for groceries and all that? Does Lily have everything she needs?”

He was touched by the concern shown by his brother, Angel thinking on it. “We’re fine for everything, but I guess Lily could probably do with more clothes.” He then thought on it more. “I know it’s a big ask, but could you take the van to her place and bring Charlie back here? His cage is enormous, it won’t fit in Jodie’s car. I’d go over there and get him myself, but I can’t leave her. She goes into panic if she can’t see or hear me. I went for a piss in the early hours of this morning and she had a full-on meltdown to have woken up without me there.”

“Yeah, I’ll go back to the clubhouse as soon as we leave and get in the van, take Jodie up there with me.”

Angel’s lips thinned a little. “Do that, but don’t count of her being of help trying to get Charlie out. He don’t like her. He’s fussy, but he can be bribed with snacks, grapes and trail mix are his favourites. Just tap your shoulder and he should jump right out, but have a second person there with a towel to grab him and put him into his carry bag. Also, don’t get the carry bag out right away because if he sees it, he’ll refuse to leave the cage. He’ll think you’re taking him to the vet, which he hates.”

EZ nodded, wishing in that moment that Lily had a dog. Dogs were easier than the parrot with attitude in shades he’d heard plenty about. He’d do it without question, though, roping in the efforts of a third, Jodie getting a list from Lily of stuff she wanted her to bring back before they left. Within the hour, they’d gotten the van sorted, found a third semi-willing person to help, and were within Lily’s apartment, EZ trying his best with a very reluctant Charlie.  

“You want this? Come on, come out and get it,” he spoke to the bird softly, Charlie pacing, unimpressed at the presence of one person he didn’t like, and two he didn’t even know.  

“Mama!”

“I’m going to take her to you, she’s at Angel’s place.”

“Bro time!”  

“Yeah, but you have to come out first. Come on,” he further encouraged, Charlie stepping nearer, eyeing the piece of grape EZ held. Just when he thought he was about to take it... “Son of a!” he exclaimed, pulling his hand away, Charlie whistling and shouting in triumph for having taken a chunk out of EZ’s hand.  

“Yo, that bird means business, homes,” Coco spoke, towel draped over his shoulder, ready to try and grab him once EZ had him out... not that he expected such to happen quickly.  

“Fuck you!”  

“Yeah, fuck you too for biting me!” EZ exclaimed softly, sucking his bloodied finger, Charlie now in full on, nonsensical jabbering mode, pacing his cage angrily.  

Coco looked on with wide eyes “He sounds possessed!” he neared the cage, his mouth comically downturned, grabbing the trail mix box and shaking it. “Hey, homeslice! You want this?”

“Mama!”

“Yeah, we gotta take you to where she’s at, man! Come on, Charlie, come get your eats.” He took the lid from the Tupperware box, holding it out, Jodie sitting back on the couch, trying not to laugh. The bird neared the open cage door, side stepping with caution, eyeing the two men suspiciously. He leaned over, head near the box, Coco swapping the hand holding it and putting his arm by the door, slowly moving the food away, Charlie finally stepping onto his arm. “Get the towel, but slow, man, so he don’t get suss.”  

As soon as EZ moved, Charlie suddenly flew at him, biting his arm and hand again. Because he had wing damage from a previous botched job at clipping one of his wings in his previous home (Lily had gotten him as a rescue) he couldn’t fly far, and only in a circle, but that did nothing to stop him escaping across the room and hiding beneath a table, jabbering angrily, shouting fuck on repeat before slipping away underneath the couch.  

“Well, he’s out of the cage,” Jodie shrugged.

“You might not want to look so entertained by all of this, honey,” EZ spoke, narrowing his eyes at her, smiling eventually when she blew him a kiss and stood up.  

“Jodie, you lift the other end of the couch, EZ, you grab him,” Coco asserted.

EZ grasped his kutte, raising his eyebrows. “I think Charlie has made it clear that I’m not his favourite person. Here, I’ll take the couch, you grab the bird.”

“Aw, hell, man!” It made sense, though, he supposed, since Charlie had actually come to him in the first place. Grabbing the towel, he crouched down, Jodie and EZ grasping the couch and lifting, Coco impressed that EZ’s girl was stronger than she appeared, quickly diving at Charlie and managing to secure him within the hug of the dark blue towel. “Bag! Get the damned bag!”

Jodie put her end of the sofa down, pulling out his travel bag from the shelf beneath the huge cage, unzipping it, Coco carefully and quickly stuffing him in there, the towel too before she zipped it, Charlie making angry sounds of protest from within. Coco pulled out his phone, about to send Angel a message with the news that the bird had been secured, seeing another message from him, cringing a little.  

“What?” EZ asked, nodding at his phone.

“Ahh, Angel messaged me. He said if he’s being difficult to put on oven mitts, stop him from being able to bite.”

He was incredulous in the face of this information. “And you’re telling me that now, after the little bastard bit me three times?”

Coco grinned a little nervously. “My bad!”

With Jodie carrying a disgruntled Charlie in one hand, a bag of Lily’s things over her shoulder and Charlie’s day perch in the other, the guys followed her out, each at one end of the huge cage, wondering how to negotiate the narrow staircase with it, since Lily’s apartment block didn’t have an elevator.  

“I swear, if you tell me to pivot, I will fucking end you, bro.” Coco spoke as they turned, bringing the top down so it didn’t hit the light.  

“I’m not Ross Geller and this isn’t a couch, so you’re good.” EZ laughed, Coco bracing his shoulder against the frame as they carefully turned and took the next flight of stairs. Thank fuck Lily only lived on the third floor.  

The effort was worth it when they arrived at Angel’s, setting up the cage while Jodie handed Charlie over, Lily undoing the zip fastener of his bag, the bird scampering out. “Mama! Mama, mama, mama!” he called repeatedly with joy, bouncing up her arm.

“Hey honey, hey. I missed you so much, yes, I did,” she cooed softly, Charlie settling upon her chest. It was the first time Angel had seen her actually smile properly, and in that moment, he knew he’d done right by requesting for Charlie be brought over. “Any issues?” she asked, stroking under his wing as he clicked his beak happily.  

“Angel’s message about the oven mitts wasn’t read in time to prevent him biting me,” EZ began side eyeing Coco, “but it’s all good. You got band aids, Angel?”  

Angel snorted softly, sitting down next to Lily. “Hurts, don’t it?”

“That beak is like a razor.”

His eyes widened, pointing across his apartment. “Bathroom cupboard.” Once he’d gotten himself patched up, the three left, Lily thanking them for their efforts, changing into her pyjamas that Jodie had brought over for her and taking a seat on the couch. She was a little fuzzy headed from the second painkiller dose, but still very sore between her legs.  

“Do you wanna rest your legs up on me? Would that help?”  

She was touched as ever by his concern and willingness to help. However, what she needed him to help her with, she truly didn’t want to ask.

“It’s because I need a pee, and I’m too scared to go and take one. It burns so much,” she confessed, Angel a little confused.

“We got numbing cream, though?” He’d fetched it out of the bathroom cupboard specifically so it would be there for her to use. He couldn’t help but note the stark contrast, though. Usually, it would be used by him to numb the end of his dick to the point where he could rail her around the bedroom for hours. Never once did it think it would be used for what it now sat there in wait of.

Lily looked uncomfortable, blinking rapidly, her mouth twisting into a grimace. “I know, but I can’t. I don’t want to... can’t touch myself, to put it on. I just...” she shook her head, letting her hair fall in front of her face.  

She didn’t even need to ask the question. “Do you want me to put it on for you?”  

She nodded, Angel picked Charlie up, putting him on his day perch and then taking her hand, leading her to the bathroom. “I know it’s probably the last thing you want to see. It feels bad, so I can’t even imagine how it looks. It’ll likely put you off ever going back down there again for life.” she muttered, her voice shaking, Angel stopping her, wrapping her in a careful hug.  

“Don’t you ever, ever think that. Alright?” he began, stroking her face lovingly. “I love you, every last inch of you, whether broken or not, every part of you to me is beautiful, and nothing changes that.” She nodded, walking to the toilet and closing the lid, taking her pj bottoms off while Angel washed his hands thoroughly. He braced himself, for what he was likely to see, but once he got level with the mess she’d been left in... nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.  

He took a deep breath, steeling himself, applying the cream, feeling like his insides were tearing in two. Seeing it, what they’d done, it made it even more real.

“Hey, it’s okay, baby,” Lily soothed, watching him unable to hold the tears back.  

“No, no it isn’t,” he sniffed, Lily pulling him up as she stood, putting her arms around him as he cried on her shoulder. “I can’t break down! I have to be the strong one, be there for you! None of it is okay, seeing it up close, what they fucking did to you. What they did, fuck! Fuck!” he continued to cry, anger flooding him. “They will die in pain, this I fucking promise you, sweet pea. Horrific fucking agony for daring to put you through that.”  

“Shhh, I know, I know. And this affects you as well, it isn’t just me. I want to be here for you in all of this, too,” she soothed, hands rubbing his back.  

“Nah, nah. I gotta fucking man up, I can’t fall apart.” He took a deep breath, pulling back, drying his eyes on the back of his hand. Lily knew then that this is how he had to deal with it, get over all the emotions that had been stirred by what had happened to her; he had to be the strong one, the pillar, the protector.  

“And you’re what’s getting me through, you are,” she stated emphatically. “It’s okay for it to be too much at times, though, and I want you to remember that, alright?”

He nodded, kissing her head, turning to rinse his hands again before his fingertips went numb, Lily turning and sitting back down to take a pee with a relieved sigh; she didn’t feel a thing. If only numbing cream would be applied to her heart and mind, where she felt everything entirely too sharply. Heading back to the lounge, she lay against him on the couch, the comfort of her blanket that Jodie had brought too swathing them both, having another little cry against his chest.

Gladly, she dozed off, but it wasn’t for long, being awoken from nightmares to the sound of her own screams, Angel rushing from the kitchen to wrap her in his arms, the only place she truly felt safe. As long as he held her, nothing bad could happen. No one could ger to her. Once again, she lay against his chest, stroking the smooth skin, the scent of him making her feel comforted.  

After she’d settled, they sat and ate dinner, Lily only really picking at the plate of chicken and vegetables before her, her appetite extremely diminished. He didn’t press about it. She’d eat when she was hungry. By the third day after her ordeal, though, with her only nibbling at rice crackers and granola bars, he started to become concerned.  

“Protein shakes,” Maggie began, after she’d returned his call once done seeing a patient. “Long term they aren’t ideal, but at least you’ll be getting calories into her. How’s she doing today?”

“Those I can do, I have about five different types of protein powder here. As for how she’s doing, still up and down. She had a mute day yesterday, just sat there staring, I couldn’t reach her at all. This morning she’s been a little chattier, though. She put Charlie in his harness and took him outside just now, so she’s getting better about me not always having to be so close by. There’s no way she’s ready to be left by herself yet, though. She’s still too emotional.”

“What did you say to explain her absence at work, and the gym?” she asked, rifling through her desk drawer for her aspirin. She had a headache, Cady keeping her awake for most of the night, this time convinced her wardrobe was a time machine, and she was going back to ‘lay siege on the bad men!’ as she’d put it, her toy guns and sword strapped to her. Bishop had taken over at 3:30am once he’d arrived home.

“That she was beaten up and robbed, and didn’t get a look at the guys. In the interests of not too many people asking questions, that’s what we’re telling everyone other than close friends, making it look like it sadly can’t be solved. Mentioning rape brings up all the DNA shit, plus the fact Lily doesn’t want a bunch of people knowing either. She’s ashamed, poor thing.” His shoulders dropped as he sighed, the movement doing little to counteract the tension he felt. It was tough, looking after a rape victim, exhausting, if he was honest, but it wasn’t about him or what he felt, and he’d never make complaint. He had to be there for her, for everything she needed.  

“Well, Obispo has been looking into it in his own time, even used Josh’s copy of Photoshop to see if he could get a anything clearer from the CCTV footage. Nothing as yet, though. With balaclavas, they’re just not easily distinguished.” Maggie lamented, Angel feeling something pull in his chest, that his president had done such for them. It was a gesture he’d be sure to show his gratitude over. With the car being a stolen vehicle, they had very, very little to go on, and it made Angel feel useless, especially since any noises at night made Lily stir and immediately think it was them, coming back to do it all over again.

They’d ruled out any retaliation from the cartel (absolutely not their style) or other clubs (Lily would have been given a message if it had of, they would have been told the direction it had come in and why) so that left them with very few leads. He saw how much it haunted her, too, hanging over her constantly as she tried to piece her life back together in the wake of it.  

A week after it had happened, she finally felt okay with the idea of leaving the house, Angel taking her down to the clubhouse, where she had many big hugs from many big guys waiting for her upon her arrival. Like normal, there was one she gravitated towards, seating herself on the couch, Taza taking hold of her hand.  

“How’s my champ?”

Her sigh of lamentation answered his question before she’d even spoke. “Shit. I still can’t sleep properly unless I take the pills, and they make me feel so groggy after I’ve woken up that I don’t like relying on them. At least I’m starting to heal, though, wounds wise. Everything is a little less sore than it was. I just don’t know how I’m supposed to go on after all of this. The idea of going back to work, or being anywhere Angel isn’t, and I just start trembling and can’t stop. Even here, with you guys, who I all love and trust, I don’t quite feel right.”

Taza was thoughtful for a few moments. “Would a support group help, perhaps? For you to sit and discuss it with other women who have gone through the same ordeal as yourself?”

Her eyes immediately widened, startled at the very idea. “No, no. I can’t talk about it. I told Angel what happened and that’s the last time I ever want to explain it.” She paused, squeezing his hand. “I didn’t mean for that to come out as sharply as it did.”  

He cocked his head, hand squeezing hers in return. “Like I’ve told you so far, you don’t have to ever say a single thing about it if you’re not ready to. I just thought perhaps, and you wouldn’t even need to go into detail over what happened, women who had experienced it as well could share advice on how to cope, to be able to carry on in the wake of it. If you don’t want to, though, then no one will force you into it.”  

It had been a big step for her to leave the house, let alone go anywhere that wasn’t a place she was familiar with. She knew Taza was merely trying to help, and his words did sink in a little, Lily wondering if maybe it might be a good idea eventually, when she was feeling up to it. She knew she had to go back to as much of a normal existence as possible sooner or later, and give Angel back his life as well, since she still couldn’t deal with the idea of him not being close to her. The previous morning, she’d awoken to an empty bed, flying into blind panic when she hadn’t been able to find him in the house, only for him to step back through the front door after going out to do a simple repair on his bike. It had taken her a whole hour to calm down again.  

Such were her feelings of unease, she was only able to stay for a further hour, starting to panic when a few hangers on turned up at the clubhouse, people she didn’t recognise, bolting through the bathroom door and locking herself in when a couple of other Mayans from Yuma showed up unexpectedly. It took Angel twenty minutes to coax her back out again.  

“You must be tired of this,” she sighed, once they’ve arrived back at his.  

He put his arms around her, kissing her hair. “Never, you understand? However long this takes, I’m gonna get you through it. We’re in this together, you hear?”  

She did, but she knew that in order to get through it, she’d need to eventually stop seeing him as her security blanket.  

Such was much easier said than done.

[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU PULL A APRIL FOOLS PRANK ON THEM

includes - suna rintarou, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime and bokuto koutaro

a/n - don’t ask why i posted this a day late but pls enjoy <33

published date - 02/04/21

↳ SUNA RINTAROU

- sick of your bullshit 1.0

- he thought you just making his lunch like you normally do

- he often said that you didn’t need to but he always looks forward to lunch time when he gets to see what you made him

- so today when you made him lunch, he was not suspicious at all

- when he took a bite, he was like why? is? it? so? spicy?

- but he remained calm and just kept eating

- and by the time he was half way through his lunch is was sweating buckets

- his face was red, he was aggressively blowing his nose, sweat was dripping down his face and he was chugging bottles of water like it was nothing

- he didn’t even suspect that it was a prank, just that you have weirdly high spice tolerance

- his teammates were getting a little bit worried, seeing him stick out his tongue like a dog and fanning his face like his life depended on it

- yeah, you guys were gonna have a long conversation at home

- he had just finished his 4th water bottle when he received a text from you

lol text convo - sunas pov

m’lady: how’s the food baby? :)

me: why’s it so spicy

me: it tastes good but i think i’m dying

me: laugh out loud

m’lady: dang i didn’t think it would be THAT spicy

me: huh?

m’lady: happy april fools??

me: fuck you

m’lady: is that a promise?? 🥺🥺

me: shut up i’m crying rn

m’lady: then come home you dramatic bitch

me: i’ll remember this day you damn brat

- in conclusion pranking him sucks and he always gets you back for it

- except his pranks are 100% worse and probably emotionally traumatising

↳ OIKAWA TOORU

- this man istg he is so annoying

- this man is so needy and dramatic

- but that’s probably why you decided to do this

- he just has the best reactions for pranks

- yeah nah i have no idea what you were thinking when you decided to do this

- ditching a date with your boyfriend to hang out with your friends??

- um big mistake

“my love, are you ready for our dinner date yet?”

- yeah you weren’t, babes we going clubbing, but he didn’t know that

- and plus your outfit didn’t really speak ‘fancy dinner’

“oh tooru!! great, i need your opinions! what do you think of my outfit”

“darling, you look absolutely stunning, but a bit much for a dinner date don’t you think?”

“baby what? i’m going out with friends tonight, to the club, but don’t worry, i’ll be home early”

“my love?? we had a date tonight. did you forget? we’ve been planning this for awhile”

“tooru, what’re you talking about? i told you i was gonna go out ages ago”

“oh but-“

“oh shit tooru, i’m late, i gotta go, i’ll see you later okay? see you later my love”

- and you left, leaving your boyfriend heartbroken

- he literally dropped onto the floor clutching his chest hoping you would come home and see him, then cuddle him until the morning

- and there he laid for another 10 minutes in disgust

- how dare you leave your precious boyfriend for your friends

- you decided you were done pranking him so you enter your apartment to your boyfriend cracking open a new vodka bottle

“tooru!”

“oh... it’s you”

“um yeah”

“i thought you were going out with your friends. what? did you finally remember about the date with your handsome boyfriend?”

“tooru”

“no go away, i’m mad”

“april fools tooru”

- when i tell you this man gave you the biggest side eye

“hmph i knew that, i just wanted to see how far you would take the prank”

“okay baby, sure you did”

“pfft darling, don’t underestimate your lovely boyfriend, so come on let’s go”

“go where”

“cuddle, obviously, i still haven’t forgiven you”

- 4/10 dont prank him, he’s annoying

↳ IWAIZUMI HAJIME

- sick of your bullshit 2.0

- he swears you’re gonna give him grey hairs during his 20’s and let’s be honest you probably are

- he just worries about you too much

- he hates seeing you hurt, sick, stressed or just uncomfortable in general

- so you were hella cruel for doing this to him

*massive thud noise lol idk*

“OW, haji, HAJI it hurts please hurry it hurts so bad”

- all of a sudden your boyfriend becomes an olympic sprinter

“doll? what’s wrong baby? did you fall? is your ankle okay? do you want me to get ice? call an ambulance?”

“haji, please i don’t know, it just hurts so bad. please make it stop”

“doll it’s okay, just breathe, can you do that for me pretty girl?”

“mhm”

“good girl, it looks like you sprained your ankle, i’ll go get some ice, okay doll?”

“please hurry haji, it hurts a lot”

“it’s okay, i’m sorry, i’ll be back super quick”

- you were gonna cry, your boyfriend was being so cute and considerate

- yeah well wait until he finds out this was a prank

- in less than 2 minutes, he came running back with an ice pack

“here doll, does this feel better?”

“mhm, thank you haji, i love you”

“i love you more, c’mon i’ll carry you to the couch”

- ugh what a man

“hey haji?”

“yeah doll? what’s up?”

“happy april fools”

“huh?”

“i’m not actually injured, it was a prank”

iwaizumi: 😐😑😐

“i should have known, you fucking brat”

“hehe sorry, can i have a hug”

“no, hug yourself”

- 202/10 bc he’s husband material and has nice arms

↳ BOKUTO KOUTARO

- babie 🥺🥺

- you always loved leaving him small motivational notes for him and he loves it so much

- he always has the biggest smile whenever he sees a note that you wrote in his lunch or his duffle bag

- but today you put like 391 notes in his bag without him noticing

- so when he arrived at practice, he was hoping to get changed into his gear but was instead greeted with a pile of notes

- he picked one up at looked at it

“you look like the scum between my toes”

- okay that was mean

- so he picked up another

“your armpits smell like blue cheese”

- he could have started crying right then and there

- so he texted you

bo’s pov

me: baby :((

my pretty baby: what’s wrong my love? did something happen at practice?

me: did you put these notes in my bag? :((

my pretty baby: i did!! happy april fools baby!!

my pretty baby: did you not like it?

me: it was mean, should i read all of it?

my pretty baby: i spent all night writing it so yes

my pretty baby: but you don’t have to if you don’t wanna, some of them are really weird and mean

me: no i wanna, you worked hard on them!!

my pretty baby: are you sure? they might hurt your feelings

me: im sure!! im stronger than you think!! :))

- the rest of msby saw some of the notes and laughed

- atsumu texted you about how funny they were

- but sakusa told you to never do it again because he doesn’t wanna deal with bokuto crying ever 

- what a babe

- 827282/10 because he’s such a sweetheart

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Could I please get the main skelebros (and whoever you wanna add) with an S/O that has like this fascination with horror movies and can watch them with no problem or fear and more likely even says how stupid the decision of the killer is instead of being scared. Basically the type of person who can fall asleep to watching a horror movie with no side effects. Thank you

Undertale Sans - Well have fun. He has enough traumas and nightmares for a lifetime, he's good, thank you. He doesn't care, he's going to sleep. Because he is tired. And not because he's scared or anything.

Undertale Papyrus - He didn't thought he would like horror movies but you criticizing everything is making him laugh so he learned all of the mechanisms of the movies. Look at your boy jumpscaring innocents kids for Halloween. He's so proud of himself.

Underswap Sans - Same. He thinks horror films are stupid and most of them are not even convincing enough for him to enter the atmosphere. At least, you have pop corn and salt on your side for the evening and so you're having a pretty good time.

Underswap Papyrus - Mixed feelings. For old movies, he is agree with you and laughs too. But man, today movies? You can barely hear the movie because all of his bones are rattling and he is hiding his face in you sweater. He's a sensitive skeleton.

Underfell Sans - He is brave boy. He can watch a horror movie. No big deal. You're not even scared so he shouldn't be too, because he doesn't want to look weak and all. One jumpscare and he smashes the TV with bones. So brave.

Underfell Papyrus - He's lying in bed, watching the ceiling. He laughs with you all night about stupid serial killers in movies. But now? What if a serial killer enters his house right now? Can he fight a chainsaw? Can you even stop a chainsaw? The next morning, you find him trapping all of the house again to make it chainsaw-proof.

Horrortale Sans - He really doesn't care. About the movie. As long he can hugs you and purring, he's fine. He doesn't even watch the movie, he just wants to pass time with S/O. He's happy if S/O is happy.

Horrortale Papyrus - No thanks. Too much blood and corpses. He can comfort you in bed if you have a nightmare though. But don't tell him anything about it. He don't want to know. Willow is easily triggered with blood and jumpscares, so it's better if he doesn't get involve too much in horror movies nights.

Swapfell Sans - Why would you watch this? There's a romantic movie on another channel. Please. He's begging you. He hates horror movies. He hates jumpscares and serial killers and ghosts and demons. Nox is terribly gullible despite everything. If a movie says demons are existing, he won't sleep for days by fear of being possessed or something. He didn't find funny either the fact that you put a false Gremlin in the sink under water. You're a criminal. If you insist on watching horror movies, he's going to sulk in a corner like a child.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's the reason why Nox is so scared of paranormal. Every time he's watching a movie with you, he can't help it. He has to traumatised his brother. The look on his face that time he saw Rus scream and panic on the ceiling, as he lifts himself there with his magic, was priceless. Nox didn't stop throwing holy water at his face the next weeks and didn't believe S/O and him when they said it was a prank. Rus is a big fan of gore and possessions, and he's happy to share terrible theories with you.

[nibwhipdragon]

WAIT DO THIS FOR , CHEVAL , JOSEPH, JOTARO AND KAKYOIN

HEHE ALL 4 AT ONCE BABY

Cheval. The first blorbo. The spoinky. The salad, the djdjdjdjdjdjjd

His character was so good in MHS1 (WHY IS HE LIKE THAT IN MHS2) but I think he could've been better if the plot as a whole was better (but hey it's monster hunter we don't expect good plot)

If I saw him IRL it's on sight. Your hair is going in my mouth I WILL know what it tastes like

Joseph <3

I'm so normal about him I am normal I am normal please believe me

Please everyone I promise I'm aroace he hasn't gotten to me I'm so normal about him

That aside, Joseph's like the most batshit insane character ever and it's not explored enough

He pulled a machine gun out of his ass and shot up a café (like yeah a vampire was in there but didn't he think of...you know...the people in there...)

I shake him and his singular braincell rattles around and he sounds like a knockoff maraca

As you can tell from the game discord server I really wanna put him in a meat grinder

I also want to make him soup or smth and shove it down his throat, soup waterboarding or something

I wanna also

Jotaro. He is literally me

He is the autism mascot I have never seen someone radiate that much autism energy before

I wanna give him a hug and tell him it's gonna be alright, he has so much trauma :(

Also I hate how most of the fandom sees him sorry. You can't go and be all sad about Caesar's father and Lisa Lisa abandoning their family and children to protect them from evil only to turn around and have a go at Jotaro for being absent in most of Jolyne's life, he was being attacked almost daily, a child shouldn't be around that sort of stuff he made the right choice to not traumatise/possibly get his daughter killed he loved her and that's why he did it for God's sake I *eats my phone, slams wall*

Jotaro needs therapy so bad holy fucking shit dude

Sometimes I think about the time they were all on the verge of falling off a cliff and him and Kakyoin just started talking about sumo. You two are so silly

This man is like. The most normal unhinged guy ever. I cannot describe Kakyoin fully what the fuck is wrong with him in the head ♥️

I can never get it out of my head that he has canonically fed a baby it's own shit. Then threatened to do WORSE to the baby

Like sure it was deserved the baby was trying to kill them all but like holy shit his first plan for dealing with it was to blast that bitch into the stratosphere with Hierophant Green like who thinks of doing that to a BABY – I know he had his suspicions and all (also the cuts on his wrist) but holy shit man you really went from 0 to 100 in a few seconds with that one huh

Also I wanna team up with him and kick Dio to death. Like you're never shown what Dio does to him but the implications are....not nice. I want to go feral with Noriaki Kakyoin I need to kill a man with him

He would help me soup waterboard Joseph I think

He needs therapy

[apixrl]

SINCERELY, YOURS.

hanta sero x fem!reader

WARNING(S): none

word count: 3.0k

song: sincerely, yours // nohidea

note(s): i just think that he'd be the perfect hubby tbh (EDIT: I'M SO DUMB I POSTED W/O TAGS PFAHAHHA)

Hanta finally managed to force open the door to the log cabin that had long been awaiting your arrival, the wooden structure welcoming the approaching warmth and laughter of the newly wedded couple. The ravenette smirked joyously and let out a triumphant 'hoorah', your laughter only adding to the display of ego on his face.

"And you said I'd drop you," Hanta mocked your earlier words, looking down at you with that very same smirk. If not for your arms wrapped around his neck and entire weight held in his arms, you most likely would have pushed his face away by the cheek. To avoid that shit-eating, joking smirk that rarely left his dumb and lovable face. The face you fell for so undoubtedly swift and heavy.

"I didn't say you would I said you may drop me," Was your response. "It's not every day we walk through so much snow!"

"Hush now, that was nothing to me," Hanta lifted the arm that supported your back, planting his lips on your forehead in a sweet welcoming kiss. Your lips curled in approval, accepting the gesture as Hanta used his foot to close the door behind you both, driving away the cold breeze from outside as warmth replaced it. "Now would you look at this place!"

Heeding Hanta's words, your eyes averted from his addicting gaze to the bonnie log cabin interior set out before you two. From left to right the cabin maintained an earthy theme, consistent in wooden textures excluding that of the supple beige sofas in the centre of the room. They were accompanied with ripening red cushions, as well as a few other pieces of furniture containing the same colour to maintain an advertising aesthetic no doubt. Lengthy beams stretched from one end of the walls to the other, set out in rows. The deepest wall (opposite to the entrance) was made mostly out of glass and onlooking a gorgeous snowy forest scene, small golden lights lit up outside to only add to the aura already presented. Built-up by red bricks and extending up toward the ceiling was a great open fireplace, already sparked alight and sensing a contrasting warmth to the bitter cold outdoors. In the corner of the room were a set of stairs most likely directing themselves off to the bedroom, though you and Hanta were so taken by the bottom floor's interior neither of you even processed there were more rooms to see.

"Wow... this place is gorgeous!" You said through a whisper, face lighting up at the sight. Never had you thought a place could be so beautifully arranged and so beautiful in general, and the two of you had this place to yourselves for an entire two weeks... it made you feel like the luckiest person alive! That you were really, as you'd just tied the knot the love of your life and were starting an entirely new journey with him. From the very moment you'd both uttered 'I do' in front of all your friends and family - the paths you lead became one that you would waltz down together.

"So you like it then?" Hanta asked, ebony eyes trailing away from the open fire and down to your own E/C irises. His smirk slowly transitioned to an endearing grin upon seeing your face of wonder, heart skipping a beat as your gaze met his and your expression mirrored.

"Of course! It's just how I imagined it - even more stunning than the pictures online," Your hand grazed Hanta's gloved one, though the barricade of wool and cotton did nothing to prevent the love and desire sent through the tips of your fingers. The ravenette admired your beauty in that lingering stare shared between you, exhaling a content sigh. You never failed to astound him with your beauty, the way your eyes glowed whenever you looked at him. How your hair fell perfectly into place no matter the circumstance (even on your worst of hair days you somehow managed to make it work). Not to mention your smile and laugh - those specific factors alone making Hanta fall for you over and over and exceeding limits of love and admiration he didn't even think he possessed.

Just before Hanta was to fall into daydream you shook him out his thoughts, the shifting of weight in his arms struck him to shake out of it, realising that you were attempting to shuffle out his arms in order to stand. So he let you down, grip loosening and reluctantly allowing you to step away.

"I'm glad," He quickly uttered, his hand lifting to his head to remove the woolly hat resting there. Then he proceeded to unbutton his winter coat as did you, the pair of you making light work of it due to the excitement of exploring your temporary home.

"So our suitcases are already here?" You asked Hanta, straightening out your knitted turtleneck jumper which was a soft pink shade. Usually something you wouldn't wear, but it was well-suited for the weather and didn't irritate your skin. So you took advantage of the purchase. From your left Hanta hummed softly, turning towards you once he was done hanging his coat on the rack. He too had a turtleneck on, but his donned a collect of abstract patterns and stuck to more neutral colours than yours.

"Yep, they should be upstairs," Hanta replied, running a hand through his hair as he looked over at you. He shifted over to your side, hugging you from behind with a mischievous chuckle. "But we can unpack tomorrow,"

"I like the idea of that, I just wanna snuggle," You responded with a giggle, leaning back into your husband's hold. After a few seconds Hanta stepped forwards, forcing your feet to follow suit. The ravenette guided you both to the nearest sofa, where he messily fell back against the ruby red cushions and you alongside him.

"That's because you procrastinate more than you've ever been willing to admit," Hanta turned you over so you sat atop his middle, hands settled on your hips like they were structured to hold them. There was a smirk on his face as you rolled your eyes at his last comment.

"I procrastinate because you distract me," You corrected, poking his chest with a prominent finger.

"Ah well, what can I say? I'm just that pretty aren't I?" He replied, laughing joyously. You couldn't help but echo with your own form of a chuckle, shaking your head as the smile on your face sent Hanta all kinds of elated emotions through his veins.

"You're not wrong there, Tiger," You grinned ear to ear, staring lovingly in his direction. Words weren't enough to express how much you loved him, your mind struggling to form sentences most of the time with just how much he took your breath away. In truth, you would have allowed yourself to remain gazing into Hanta's eyes the entire night. But you were due to catch sight of an envelope on the coffee table next to you both, drawing your attention away from him as fast as it came. The item too out of the ordinary to ignore. Peculiarly you leaned over to grab it, tilting your head at the item.

"What's that?"

"I don't know," Was your answer. Your fingers proceeded to slit open the top, discovering a smaller, folded piece of paper inside. Curiously you opened it up, voice filling the room as you discovered golden ink was printed on one side and intended to read it out.

" Dear Mr and Mrs Sero,

We are beyond pleased that you chose to stay with us for your honeymoon. Have a wonderful and splendid time at the start of your journey together and we wish you nothing but happiness and joy during your stay.

Kindest regards,

[resort/name] "

"Mr and Mrs Sero," Hanta repeated with a thoughtful stare to the wooden beams above. "I'm still not used to hearing that and we've already been married a week," A smile formed on his lips, releasing a chuckle from the depths of his chest. Almost like he couldn't believe the words he had just uttered. Tilting your head, you pondered on what he meant.

"How do you mean?" You didn't receive an answer straight away, the man you called your husband gently sighed, almost with the case of the lovesick. Somewhere during the exhale Hanta's eyes fell from the beamed ceiling and onto you, gratitude threaded in his expression as he stared at you.

"I just don't know how I got so lucky to marry someone like you," His hand extended to cup your cheek, cradling the slightly chilled part of your face (thanks to the cold air and wind from outside) as his thumb stroked the surface of your skin. Your eyes widened, all too used to the gesture but rarely ever prepared for it whenever Hanta committed to it. You smiled, nuzzling into his warm hold as your eyes closed.

"Me too," You hummed, sighing out yourself as your heart fluttered higher and higher with each passing second. A short silence ensued, ending as you abruptly let out a little laugh. It caught Hanta's attention, his head cosying into the cushion behind him as his brows raised.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about the night you proposed. That's all," Another laugh escaped, humour striking you as you recalled how it had played out. From the manner your lover rolled his eyes, he clearly still hadn't emotionally recovered from it.

"That stupid fire pit," He groaned, eyes closing in annoyance. "I can't believe I let it ruin the moment,"

"I don't think that was the fire's intention, Hants,"

Despite being blatantly confident and bold, when it came to more... intimacy-related things, Hanta Sero's expertise dwindled dangerously. It had taken him months of knowing you to actually ask you out on a date, and when you finally got together? Well, it took him four years before he began to think about popping the question - three months more to actually pop it. Whilst you did say yes once he got down on one knee on the balcony of your holiday home for your fourth anniversary together, the events that proceeded after were what truly traumatised the poor ravenette.

Your holiday was spent somewhere in the Caribbean at a beachside residence that locals rented out for tourists. You and Hanta had always been big on travelling, hence your honeymoon location being such an unconventional place. Or as far as you knew, you didn't have an exact number on how many honeymoons were spent in remote mountain ranges surrounded by blustering winds and snow. It was a nice change of pace to the intense heats nearer the Equator.

During that vacation in particular though, that was the year Hanta finally decided to propose. After a long day on the beach, swimming in the ocean and feeling the sand between your toes as evening approached, you watched the sunset on the balcony of the second floor, neighbouring your bedroom. To set the mood the firepit in the centre had been lit, creating a stunning orange glow in Hanta's eyes as he held you close to his chest.

You noticed he was quite fidgety in his seat, wondering what was wrong with your lover as he gripped his knee tight. Like he was uncomfortable or nervous. Like he needed to get something off of his chest. It was only when you pointed out your concern and his odd behaviour that Hanta managed to shift his stance. Moving from his stiff position to wobbling on one knee, then came the heartfelt speech that gave you a sense of where he was going. A subtle reach into his pocket and before you knew it, you were shouting yes into the night sky and your eyes foggy with tears of complete and utter joy.

Hanta placed the ring on your finger, the realisation hitting him at that moment that you and he were engaged. His excitement got the better of him, the male sweeping you in his arms and swinging you around as he babbled sweet nothings into your ear. The speed wavered his balance, his leg knocking into the table holding a bottle of wine he had ordered specifically for the occasion. Much to both of your bad luck, it all collapsed against the firepit and tipped it over - and one can only imagine what happened next. A rather chaotic ruckus erupted between you as Hanta grabbed you by the waist and flung you both out of the building via the balcony to ensure your safety. Then he 'thwipped' straight back up to the fire and frantically searched for the fire extinguisher to put it out, all whilst you sat on the sandy ground outside, frozen to how drastically the mood had changed.

Luckily the fire didn't spread too far. If not for Hanta's efficiency in dealing with it upfront, it could have spread to the bedroom and the rest of the house. It did not, however, the most damage being the balcony sofas that were scorched no thanks to their wooden frame and white cushioning.

Despite having just been engaged, there wasn't much you and Hanta could do to celebrate. So the night ended with you and he falling to slumber in the early hours of the morning, too exhausted after dealing with the owners' wrath after the slight mishap of nearly setting their building ablaze.

"At least you didn't burn the entire house down," You tried after a few seconds of quiet, earning a scoff on Hanta's part as he ran a hand through his hair.

"It felt like it when I called the owner's to tell them what happened," Hanta answered, softly frowning at the shrieking yells he heard during that call ringing their way through his mind again. Long after he'd shut them out based on the humiliation of being on the receiving end. You giggled, recalling how you were able to hear them despite the phone not being on speaker.

"I'm surprised they let us stay for the rest of the week,"

"That's because I paid the money for the damage caused within six hours of them demanding it," Hanta reminded you, dragging his hands down his face as he groaned out. Probably expelling his inner cringe at his foolishness that night. "Times like that make me relieved I'm a top ten pro, helps out with emergencies a great fucking deal,"

"Are you sure that didn't play any part in their generosity? That you're a top ten pro?"

"No way," He said and sat up to meet your height, hands looping to cradle the small of your back. He held back continuing to briefly peck you on the lips. "The bill they gave me was the complete opposite of generous,"

"How much was it again?" You asked, memory not serving you the answer. The ebony-haired male leaned forwards to kiss you again before he moved his lips up to your ear. His voice became a whisper, telling the sum in Yen which made your eyes widen in astonishment.

"Wow," Was your instinctive reply, Hanta scoffing a laugh in agreement based on your tone of surprise. It was there he nuzzled into your neck, inhaling through his nose to catch a whiff of your scent. The aroma acting as a sedative to wipe the memory from his mind permanently. All he wished to remember of that night was the way your face lit up as he asked you to take his hand in marriage. How your tears formed and how your lips uttered the words he had oh, so desperately wanted to hear after months and months of worry of being rejected.

And look at you both now; husband and wife and on your honeymoon. Holding each other as close as close can be with no doubt or hesitancy in your minds at all. Why he had worried so much was something he would never be able to figure out. As looking back, all of it felt like the easiest thing he had ever had to do.

Due to that, Hanta smiled into your neck. The change could have been missed, but you were far too attentive to not notice. The feeling of his cheeks shaping his smile made you smile as well, your arms wrapping around Hanta's neck in a desperate need to pull him closer. Your fingers ghosted the back of his neck, tickling the hairs that attached with care like no other. You rested your chin on his head, eyes closed gently in comfort. In response, Hanta hummed lowly, hands starting to rub up and down your back like he was giving you a massage.

Silence passed, the two of you simply enjoying the other's company and the intimate moment you had welded together. The proximity created a warmth that could fight any cold, the fireplace behind you both unneeded to fight the swirling snow outside. Your eyes peaked open as the faint crackle of the fire nearby caught your attention. You watched the flames dance for a second or so before you plucked up the confidence to speak.

"Just... let's not set fire to this place. Alright?" You mused, holding your breath as you waited for Hanta's response. Luckily he didn't dismiss it, actually finding the comment quite funny. He voiced a blurt of a laugh, head shaking as much as he could make it whilst it buried into the depths of your neck. Hanta's mouth opened to make his reply, quickly hushing up again to return to the peaceful silence of before, not at all ready to let it go just yet.

"Agreed,"

[khaleesiofalicante]

Creepy giggling

It's here

FAKE DATING AU MY 😍

My phone's at 20 I'm gonna kill someone

I AM FREAKING OUT

LIKE SQUEALING

MY MOTHER IS SO CONCERNED

Wait lemme get my laptop

ok let's go I am comfortable

This is an apology for tlnd...

well this shall be fun

It all starts when Jace opens his big mouth.

Oh my I am scared

MY BOY IS THE CEO OF THE LEADING COMPANY YESSS

so proud

Aww, his parents were cool about it 🥺

But honestly though, he is one more proposal and matchmaking website away from giving it all up and becoming a monk or something.

I ALMOST CHOKED ON MY GUM

HE'S SO DONE WITH THEM

This reminds me of sum shit my oc pulled smh

Alec ffs just ask him out

sorry too soon

alec is so precious

oof a crush on your childhood best friend

It’s been 12 goddamn years and Magnus still doesn’t know Alec likes him.

As in, likes him likes him.

yes bby we're not 12

I WILL SMASH YOUR HEADS TOGETHER-

ok but ik how scary it is but like shoot your shot

Every time Alec tries to talk to the other man about how much he loves him; he just completely forgets how to make a coherent sentence.

Biggest fucking mood

PLEASE DRUNKEN CONFESSIONS-

LMAO

“Jace is married to his high school sweetheart and Isabelle and Simon have moved into together,” his mother would tell him as if Alec hadn’t had a front-row ticket to these relationships since he was a teenager.

“You need to find someone too, son,” his dad would say. “We are not getting any younger.”

“You don’t even have any grey hair for god’s sake!” Alec had grumbled. “Why don’t you go bug Max to date someone!”

“Max is twelve, you dick!” his sister had rolled her eyes at the time.

THIS IS FUCKING HILARIOUS ISTG THIS FAMILY

poor alec seeing his siblings meet their soulmates while he's in love with his best friend

it be like that sometimes

He wasn’t clowning in every aspect of his life, thank you very much.

so proud of him

Oh no Jace no

PLEASE THE BOY IS TRAUMATISED HE'S CHUGGING COFFEE

“I think,” Izzy says, removing the pencil from the hair bun on top of her head. “You should ask Magnus out.”

I AGREE WITH IZZY

DO IT BOY

OMG THE SHADOWHUNTER CHRONICLES

MY SMART BABIES

they are so cute

I AM SO HAPPY FOR THEM

THE SHADOWHUNTER CHRONICLES IS DOING SO WELL

omg Magnus is an artist

I wanna say something very inappropriate-

Idris Comics is a family business and it had felt wrong to do it without Magnus.

If this is the only way he would have Magnus as a part of his family, then Alec didn’t mind.

GONNA CRY BRB

this is so precious

Magnus’ art is magic.

Alec wanted it to be the first thing his readers saw when they took the book in their hands.

He wanted them to see Magnus. He wanted them to see the magic.

And they did.

Magnus is indeed the best thing to ever happen

all this love for him makes my heart happy

YOU NEED A MODEL FOR THE SPIRAL LABYRINTH?? MAGNUS FUCKING BANE

I need to know everything about these comics...

DUDE MAGNUS IS RIGHT THERE FOR THE HIGH WARLOCK POSITION

that conversation about diversity YES

zoom meetings are hell

I WANNA FUCKING HUG MAGNUS

I AM FEELS

MY TALENTED PRECIOUS BADASS BABE

I AM GONNA CRY-

the cover is gonna be so good I KNOW IT

Ayy she's in long island

noice

PLEASE MY GUM ALMOST WENT DOWN MY THROAT AGAIN I AM LAUGHING SO MUCH

Ah shit. Here we go again.

I HEARD THIS LIKE THAT MEME/VINE (?????)

WHO IS JUSTIN HAWKBLUE AND WHERE DO I KILL HIM??

jkjk

alec you not good lying

PLEASE THEY GOOGLED HIM I AM DEAD

good damage control jace

AASTAIR

Yeah, jace i'd like to know too 👀

Uh, Jace-

WELL END OF THE MONTH IT IS THEN

I CAN'T BREATHE THEY WANNA MEET HIM

GOOD LUCK BABE

“Uh,” Alec starts to sweat more. “I can tell you, his name. Sure. Because he has one. He has a name. He has two names actually. First one and last one.”

“Well?” his mother prompts.

“It’s a pretty name,” Alec blabbers. “I like his name. It’s a good name. His parents gave him the name.”

IF I CHOKE ON MY GUM THIS IS THE REASON

alec I am sure his name is amazing

Izzy – the only god he will ever worship

Mood

“Why does he sound very confident about this crazy idea?” Alec asks his sister.

“He reads too much fanfiction,” Izzy grumbles.

“Fanfiction is the cornerstone of modern literature,” Jace says firmly.

IT IS

Bestie it'll be fine dw

hopefully idk im hungry

“We have more than one person who might be willing to do this? Should I be concerned? Should I be talking to human resources?”

ALEC LMAO IM DEAD

oh my god she made a presentation...

MA'AM, I LIKE WOMEN YOU CAN'T DO SHIT LIKE THIS TO ME-

oh my god, it's perfect as well...

I AM GONNA DIE

“Just make sure to hide the body,” Clary tells him. “Jace’s instructions for his funeral are beyond my budget.”

“Are a golden casket and a farewell anthem written and sung by Taylor Swift too much to ask?” Jace demands.

“Yes,” the rest of them reply in unison.

I WANT THAT FUNERAL

it sounds perfect

i mean Simon's right-

jace ily though

fake dating >>>>

I wanna marry Magnus and have his babies, Alec wants to say.

mhm yeah same it truly is a great time to be alive

anyway alec bby you are so right

the candidates are nice

“Hot and unavailable,” Izzy clarifies. “That’s his type.”

Yeah same dude

sighs

no one ever warns you about the yearning that comes with it...

“No, it’s a fanfiction,” Simon points out.

It is.

THE 4TH WALL IS DOWN

ok I am alone time for some ts karaoke while I read

NOT LEON

mad woman by ts is so relatable though

what's the Christmas party incident though 👀

“Dude, you are not gonna marry this guy!” Jace groans. “It’s just for a month.”

well, he is-

LMAO YEAH GOOD LUCK WITH RAPHAEL-

y'all find Andrew Scott attractive?

man's mediocre at best

oh, he gay??

noice

MAGNUS MY LOVE

“Why do you have a shirtless picture of Raphael on the screen?” Magnus asks a perfectly valid question. “But more importantly, where did you get a shirtless picture of Raphael?”

OH MY

HOW IZZY HOW

Magnus walks up to Alec, pops up on the conference table in front of him and takes a sip from Alec’s coffee, and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand before passing the mug to Alec.

Alec tries not to swoon from the intimacy of it all.

I ALMOST SOBBED AT THAT

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

alec...ask him out

DO IT

“I thought I was the glue,” Jace pouts.

"You are more like the fungus we are trying to get rid of,” Alec clarifies.

PLEASE ALEC-

I mean jace did get us into this mess

And Alec just…wants to fucking kiss him.

DO IT

LITERALLY, DO IT

I AM SO HYPED SINGING TAYLOR SWIFT TRYING NOT TO CHOKE ON MY GUM AND LAUGHING BECAUSE THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER

PLEASE THEY ALL KNOW IT WILL BE SUCH A DISASTER WHICH IS WHY HE ISN'T ON THE LIST AND JUST-

giggles like a 5-year-old

“Alexander,” Magnus looks at him. “Do you think this is a bad idea?”

Magnus has this soft smile on his face and he is wearing a scarf that matches the color of Alec’s eyes and he still has a little bit of foam from Alec’s coffee on his upper lip and Alec just…

“No,” he replies. "I don't think this is a bad idea."

just...the preciousness of this scene

I love them so much and I have 26 thousand words of them and my favorite trope

Dani you're doing god's work

“There you go,” Magnus jumps off the table. “Magnus Bane saves the day again!”

My love ❤️

HE TOOK ANOTHER SIP OF ALEC'S COFFEE

BOYFRIEND

SEE YOU LATER BOYFRIEND

SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP

“There are literally thousands of fanfiction as to why this is a bad idea.”

AND I CAN PRESENT YOU THOUSANDS OF FANFICTION AS TO WHY THIS IS A GOOD IDEA

never forget the happy ending tag

“My life is not a fanfiction, Fray!”

“Sure feels like one though,” Izzy comments and closes the presentation.

love how do I break this down?

gonna make myself some of that lemon tea that I experimentally got and now I am hate drinking

“I’ll cross that bridge when I get there,” Alec shrugs.

Me about everything in life

Alec doesn’t knock on Magnus’ door. He just walks in.

Partly because they are best friends and partly because Magnus never locks his front door when he is home.

THE DOMESTICITY OF THIS

Magnus bby YOU CAN GET ROBBED

fuck my friends are pranking my other friend over text in our gc and it's making me very uneasy

or maybe im just bad at this

anyway

Magnus knows it's him. Alec hasn’t even spoken but Magnus still knows.

SO PRECIOUS

THEM THEM THEM

I am gonna try and get back into this and stop worrying about my friend group

muted those unhinged bitches

HE MADE A 5 POINT PLAN

ACTUALLY ON THE FLOOR FOR THIS MAN

im too nervous to read (the friend gc thing) fuck

gonna be back

the prank feels too insensitive

fuck not the place

okay uh anyway

I am totally not chugging hot tea like water to hide tears it's fine

ok I left. mental health first.

“We have our quarrels,” Magnus amends. “But you forgive me because I am too cute for you to stay mad.”

“Sounds fake but okay,” Alec nods and sits down on Magnus’ bed.

Sounds true asf to me

he is too cute to stay mad at

my love

Alec, he WANTS to be your boyfriend

so like-

Oh

you'll get through it, baby. if artist's block is anything like writer's block then im sure it sucks ass

you'll get there.

YES TELL THE FIVE POINT PLAN

SO SEXY OF YOU

“I don’t know,” Magnus shrugs. “You’re just the kind of guy who goes after what he wants.”

Not really. He is the kind of guy to pine after what he wants for 12 goddamn years.

LMAO YEAH OKAY SAME-

“Then you fell in love with me because I am the hottest and smartest and kindest person you have ever met, and you realized you can’t live without me,” Magnus announces dramatically.

flops down

so true

I am love him

Magnus makes me so happy

you're so smart ily

AYY THEY ARE LIVING TOGETER

And he reads fanfiction too, okay?

He knows about the inevitable scene where Magnus walks out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel and Alec practically gets to see him half-naked.

Okay, that sounded way less creepy in his head.

Babe....

fucking mood is what you are

send pics

I MEAN DON'T-

IT IS 3 AM MY MENTAL HEALTH IS BAD I AM CONVINCED MY FRIENDS HATE ME AND I NEED MORE TEA DONT BLAME ME

HE STEALS ALEC'S HOODIES

SCREAMING

“Our friendship has been through worse,” Magnus comments.

“Jace and Clary’s wedding?” Alec chuckles.

“I was this close to killing you,” Magnus huffs.

I NEED THAT STORY NOW

WHAT HAPPENED AT THE WEDDING

“You are lucky you are pretty,” Magnus sighs and turns back to the laptop.

I DIED

ISTG THESE TWO

AHAHHA PEOPLE THINK THEY ARE DATING

I wish

“Move to a different continent and get a new identity?”

Yes

that is easier

Magnus rolls his eyes. But those eyes are still very soft. “You could date. Someone. For real.”

“I know,” Alec manages a smile. “I just…I don’t want to. I don’t want to date anyone.”

Magnus nods, turning away again. When he speaks, his voice is low. “I know, Alexander.”

THIS IS WHY MAGNUS DOESN'T ASK HIM OUT FUCK

SMH I WILL LOCK YOU IN A CLOSET TILL YOU TALK TO EACH OTHER

honey, he didn't ask because he thought YOU didn't want anything

FENG SHUI

LIKE FROM LMLT

Magnus what do you expect when you gave them all spare keys 😭

Alec honestly has no idea how he isn’t supposed to fall in love with Magnus when he says sexy shit like that.

ikr??

he's making a fucking pros and cons list

“Okay second point,” Magnus says and sits on Alec’s lap. Alec swallows a moan successfully.

HE JUST CASUALLY-

OH MY GOD

HIS PHONE BACKGROUND

CHAIRMAN

gasp

the book cover is so pretty

It is a blue and black design, depicting an ocean that is the exact color of Alec’s eyes. There is a sleek, black arrow rising from the ocean – the weapon of the main character in the story.

Alec remembers falling in love with the cover the moment he saw it. He remembers wondering what or who Magnus must have been thinking of when he painted that cover.

You

he was thinking of you

BYE MAGNUS JUST BURIED HIS FACE IN THE CROOK OF ALEC'S NECK

THIS SHIT IS SO CUTE I AM GOING TO SCREAM

“This is not a photoshoot, Alec,” Magnus chuckles softly. “You just need to act like you are in love with me.”

See. Alec can’t do that.

He can’t act like it.

Because he is very much in love with Magnus.

so dont act

just be you

“I am happy when I am with you,” Alec clarifies

I AM LOSING MY SHIT

THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY

Magnus rolls his eyes and then buries his face in Alec’s neck again. But this time he licks the side of Alec’s throat like the heathen that he is and Alec…Well, he laughs.

Because he is ticklish and this whole situation is hilariously funny.

Falls off bed

HOLY SHIT

They really look like two people in love.

BECAUSE YOU ARE

SHUT UP MAGNUS KISSED HIS CHEEK

SCREAMING CRYING SHAKING

MAGNUS STEALS HIS CLOTHES

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

OMG THE PET NAMES

alec is like "I wanna kiss him" AND THEN DOESNT

BOY-

oh

OH

HE'S GIVING HIM THE LIGHTWOOD RING

FUCKKK

“You look cute,” Alec says – because why not?

He really does

honey if they dont like you i'll finish them off

“Well, then it’s a good thing you are not my real boyfriend then,” Alec manages a smile – even though saying that shit makes him want to cry.

ALEC FOR FUCKS SAKE

“Yes. But also, I look cuter when he is nuzzled in my chest,” Magnus smiles softly, picking up the feline and nuzzling him to prove the point.

Alec sends Chairman a glare. Lucky bastard.

I know another someone who will look even cuter ❤️

PLEASE JUST CONFESS

MAX BUDDY HEY

THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS

well this is awkward

LMAO WHAT

MAX IS CRYING I AM DEAD

the covers are just that good

of course, they are

it is Magnus bane

what's wrong? Magnus?

Magnus' studio 🥺

is it filled with paintings of alec?

Magnus, are you pulling a Julian?

The notes on the refrigerator. Their toothbrushes next to each other. Saying good morning over a cup of coffee every day. Saying goodnight and being the last person to see each other before they go to sleep.

The cooking together. The eating together.

All of it feels so goddamn domestic.

Magnus had asked Alec if he can take out the trash last night and Alec had briefly had a panic attack about it.

Because this is the kind of shit people who actually were in relationships did.

I WILL ACTUALLY CRY

THIS IS SO FUCKING SOFT

“You’re home!” Magnus beams from the kitchen.

Alec tries very hard not to sob.

same alec same

IT IS 5 AM I STARTED READING OLS IN THE MIDDLE

the face claim for the high warlock is your fake bf ❤️

IKR?? TF IS GO WITH YOUR GUT

Alec grabs it and puts it away. He pulls Magnus by the hands and cradles his face gently.

I AM FREAKING OUT

I AM GONNA CRY

THEY ARE IN THE KITCHEN AND ALEC IS HOLDING HIM

MY LOVES

i...i have no clue about marvel or dc...

“This is what happens when she sees this face every day,” Jace grins at them. “No one will ever be good enough.”

“Permission to spit on his face?” Alec asks.

“Permission granted,” Clary nods.

LMAO

I LOVE THIS GANG

“You want me to spit on your face?” Magnus raises an eyebrow.

Magnus has no hesitations

YES MAGNUS AS HIGH WARLOCK

THAT IS LITERALLY WHAT I HAVE BEEN SAYING

holy shit that's beautiful

Magnus is quiet for a long minute and then he gives a little grin. “He is kinda hot, I guess.”

Understatement of the century.

UNDERSTATEMENT IT IS

Alec takes hold of it gently, and he looks Magnus in the eye. “Because I can’t think of anything more magical than you.”

Magnus stares at him, as his lips part ever so slightly.

Then a small smile appears between his lips as he leans forward and kisses Alec on the cheek, before resting his head on Alec’s shoulder.

CAN YOU HEAR MY MUFFLED SCREAMS

hdcuhkdchjdcu they fell asleep together

“I am falling for him even more!” Alec laments. “That’s not helpful.”

me looking at my crush...

NOT HELPFUL UH ANYWAY

Alec stares at the picture of a random woman – with impressive breasts.

Well, he thinks so.

He doesn’t know what kind of breasts are impressive.

The only kind of breasts he likes are chicken breasts.

FUCKING WHEEZING

chicken breasts are good though

THE GAY IS STRONG IN THIS ONE

“Except for some people. Remember Camille?”

Alec makes a hissing sound like a snake and Izzy giggles at that.

ALEC IS SUCH A HUGE MOOD

i just send that chicken breast scene to my friend and said "You"

“Blue eyes and dark hair?” Clary squeals.

“I have those!!!” Alec yells.

YES YOU DO!!!!!

CONGRATS BOO THANG

“Look, man,” Clary sips loudly from her straw. “If you wanna reach heaven, you gotta die first.”

“Am I like super drunk or did that just make sense?” Alec asks Izzy.

no no that makes sense

but also THANK YOU IZZY

“Listen to me, you touch starved slut,” Izzy jabs a finger into his chest.

TOUCH STARVED SLUT LMAO THAT'S ME

alec please she's right

y'all gonna get married at the end

He is so not tricking the love of his life into marrying him.

Unless Magnus is into that sort of thing, of course.

Then they can take this fake dating into a fake marriage and then they can fake kids and live fake happily ever after.

YOU LITTLE SHIT I AM DEAD

HIS OUTFIT

HIS LOOK

I AM SWOONING

SIR IM ON MY KNEES-

Alec feels like he is about to see god.

Or maybe is already seeing god.

It’s all very unclear.

DUDE SAME

How the frick frack is he supposed to go back to Magnus’ apartment and pretend like he hasn’t just seen Magnus like…that?!?!

I will refrain from commenting something horny and inappropriate

damn, am I okay today?

Because fuck gender stereotypes, apparently.

So sexy of him

I got myself cereal

magnus you're so perfect ily

He is trying so hard, which is funny because Alec doesn’t know of a single person who doesn’t like Magnus.

Maybe there are people like that out there and Alec doesn’t know them.

Which is a good thing because Alec has some questions for those assholes.

I HAVE KNIVES-

i will not hesitate to murder someone...

If Magnus is trying so hard for a fake relationship, then how much must he try for a real one?

Did they deserve him? Any one of them? Did they deserve all that love and effort?

not sure about the other but he's trying BECAUSE HE LOVE YOU

HE LOVES YOU FOR REAL SO MUCH

The entire world must know and see the beauty and magic of Magnus Bane.

FUCK YES

HIS MOTHER'S ALIVE AND ASMODEUS IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN YASSSSSSSSSSSSSS

This is what heaven looks like

AWW THEY ARE DISCUSSING WHAT MAGNUS WILL CALL ALEC'S MOM

“The Joker is a little intimidating,” Magnus snorts. “The Lightwoods are something else.”

“If you want to make a good “first impression” then maybe don’t compare my family to a psychotic supervillain.”

True. both statements

it's his first time meeting parents 🥺

“I am not going anywhere,” Alec replies before he could stop himself.

Because he is an idiot, you see.

I COULD CRY

“What if they don’t like me?” Magnus chews on his lip.

Alec finds the question absolutely ridiculous. But he says, “Then I’ll disown all of them.”

LMAO ALEC

JHCDYUKDFYUUDIF THE CHAOS

I AM DEAD

“Mooooooom! How do you know when the roast chicken is roasted enough???”

Same energy as me asking my mother today "how do you know the oil is hot?"

MAX IS SUCH A CUTIE

Well, it doesn’t really matter if he understands or not. Magnus does and that’s all that matters.

THIS!

lmao max caught them

I mean the save was good

Because if they stay, his parents will except the two of them to share a room and Alec is NOT ready for that shit, okay?

He has read fanfiction. He knows how this goes.

BABE THAT'S WHY I AM HERE

GIVE ME MY ONE BED SCENE

aww his conversation with robert 🥺

WEDDING INVITE DOODLES AHHHH

oh no

jace what did you do this time?

oh it isnt jace this time

LMAO MAX

Because sometimes normal stuff was way more intense than sexual stuff.

ugh ikr

MAX MY LOVE

“When Simon told us the story for the first time, I couldn’t…I couldn’t get this dude out of my head.”

“How very gay,” Magnus drawls.

how very gay indeed

as all the best things are

MAX FANBOYING IS THE BEST

MAX BJSUIHSDCUHJHDC

magnus love what's wrong?

His mother reaches out towards Magnus and cradles his face with a gentle hand. Magnus looks a little taken back if anything.

“Thank you,” she says, her voice a whisper. “For making my Alec so happy.”

DUDE

DUDE SHUT UP

I AM SO EMO RIGHT NOW

i am worried is magnus okay?

AYYY LET'S GO OUT

“Business idea,” Alec says. “A bar where you can get drunk in your sweatpants, and no one will judge you.”

“Sounds sad,” Magnus pokes out his tongue.

Sounds amazing

he's so fucking gorgeous

Who's this red head

name

address

I COULD CRY RIGHT NOW

MY LOVE

MY LOVE

TEARS

I AM ACTUALLY SO FUCKING HYPED UP

they are so....

cute

And for some reason, that turns Alec on.

Because he is an absolute mess of a person.

JNKSXUUIDC ALEC

magnus are you okay honey?

wait a sec did alec walk across the bar to the bathroom with a hard-on

why is this funny to me

i am worried for magnus

LMAO ALEC WHAT DID YOU DO-

with the perfume i mean

BODY SHIMMER

HE USED BODY SHIMMER

FUCKING BODY SHIMMER

god i love this man

alec is freaking out

HE IS SO FLUSTERED I AM GOING TO SCREAM

“Unless it’s a bunch of paintings of me,” Alec laughs nervously. “Then that’s creepy. And I am getting out of here.”

so not a julain?

oh

OH

I AM SO FUCKING EMOTIONAL RIGHT NOW

ALEC BOUGHT HIM A TICKET

I AM GONNA CRY

Goddamn, these moms and their Facebook accounts!

ikr???

AYYY SHE KNOWS

HE'S GOING TOO

saroja is pretty...

“Now, let’s see,” the woman frowns and moves to Magnus. She scans him from head to toe. Magnus rolls his eyes. “So skinny. Have you not been eating properly? Do you have stomach problems again? Do you go poopoo every day?”

“Mama!” Magnus groans. “Stop embarrassing me in front of Alec!”

“I think it’s a perfectly valid question, Magnus,” Alec says, biting the inside of his cheek. “Do you go poopoo every day?”

do you magnus? 🤨

ONE BED AYYYYYYYYYYY

aww he fell alseep

AYY ALEC IS HELPING HER COOK

THEY ARE SHARING STORIES

MY LOVES

Saroja shudders at the name and throws a pinch of salt around the room as if she is warding off an evil spirit.

LMAO MOOD

Magnus feels the same apparently since he lets out a sigh and says, “Have you ever seen something so beautiful that it makes you wonder how the hell it’s real?”

Alec looks at Magnus then. “I think that every day actually.”

I would die for them

THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS

MAGNUS GETTING THAT ARTISTIC POP IN HIS BRAIN

BEEN THERE

oh. oh it's perfect

it makes so much sense

“I know,” she says gently and looks at Alec. “But remember. You can always make a new home.”

Yeah...

she's right

he went to take a picture...

dude im so...

OH MY GOD THEY ARE KISSING

I ALMOST SCREAMED

IT IS 6 AM

I AM MUFFLED SCREAMING

fuck no

it wasnt a mistake though

fuck im gonna cry

simon and alec's friendship 🥺 🥺

“Dude. We have all known Magnus since high school,” Simon points out. “Do you see him kissing us? Or taking us to Indonesia?”

“Yeah well,” Alec tries to come up with an argument for that. “I’m prettier than all of you.”

I CACKALED

True

magnus' portrait...

what if i cried dude

HE IS WEARING THE LIGHTWOOD RING IN THE PORTRAIT I-

TEARS

FUCK THE CONFESSION IT'S HERE

I AM CRYING DUDE

“What the-” Magnus groans and pulls Alec closer. “I agreed to be your fake boyfriend. I let you move in with me. I let you introduce me to your family as your boyfriend. I took you to my home and I have never done that with anyone! I showed you my studio. If that wasn’t enough, I fucking kissed you. Why do you think I did all of that?”

“Uh,” Alec says. “Because I am pretty?”

BABE-

I mean yes you are very pretty

but like-

dude come on

THEY KISSED AGAIN

FOR REAL

SOME REASONS NOT TO DIE RIGHT HERE

JACE BABY YOU NEED TO SHUT UP SOMETIMES

I LOVE YOU BUT WHAT

I am so in love with these dorks

Dani I don't even know where to start. You took my favorite trope and my favorite people and made it into perfection. It was amazing. The fic was everything and more. It's beautiful. I screamed so hard when I saw it was out and as squealing all through out the fic. It's perfect and I'll talk more about it in the morning because I am exhausted and my laptop's very close to dying.

Ily <3

Me reading this whole thing and wondering if you’re gonna choke on gum or not 👀

I LOVE YOUR REACTIONS.

Do you know, your reactions are like a fanfic itself? They are a gift to this world.

My favorite part was when you celebrated Magnus’ mom and the absence of asshole-deus 😎 we love to see it 💚💚

I’m glad to is fic brought you some serotonin. Keep it going babes!! Also your holiday is so close!!!! Can’t wait for you to chill 🌈

Ily too 🌙