#i love him so much like its actually crazy

[filthyguts]

sketchbook doodles as it’s 4 am so I thought maybe . I’d share my specific kira headcanons from my twit thread. Strap in its unda the cut and it’s a lot because I’m normal about him whatever

- HATES dogs due to an incident from when he was a kid, slight phobia

- I’m always 50/50 on this but I like the headcanon of kira potentially having a type of albinism, both his parents carried the gene

-he’s superstitious, on account of his mother being VERY superstitious, which probably didn’t help with any compulsions he was dealing with internally as a kid and into adulthood

-Liked to burn ants and bigger bugs with a magnifying glass as a kid

-surprisingly low pain tolerance

-Has never kissed another person (until he kissed shinobu on the cheek during BTD)

this extends to other things do with this information what you will *large sign in flashing lights that says VIRGINNNNNN*

-he does not know how to kiss. because he hasn't done it to an actual living breathing person, if he were too in earnest it's intense he's all teeth and tongue it would be literally terrible, but he does give sweet knuckle kisses

he can give a polite cheek kiss but if he had to do one of the lips he’d be cooked like it would be over for him he might bite your tongue off on accident(or..?) like ur better off sticking two fingers in his mouth and hoping for the best instead of getting your lip ripped off

-absolutely LOVES the smell of a fresh coat of nail polish, doesn't care that it makes him light headed

-super veiny hands and wrists one paper cut and it's over for him

-killer queen feels really cold to touch, but its arms and hands are hot

-average at playing the violin, does dabble from time to time in the quiet of his home but it's not very often

-yes we know he sucks fingers but he also likes to likely gnaw because he likes the texture on his teeth (not in a cannibal way though he thinks the idea of actually eating flesh is disgusting and irresponsable)

-just really loves neutrals and easter colors, designer suits all the way obvi

-when he first gained killer queen (I hc he was about 19) it always looked like this pic below with the exposed skull, only when he started to better mask his homicidal tendencies and urges did KQ gain its "mask"" and how we see it now

-despite his obvious feline affiliations he doesn't want a pet cat, the hair getting everywhere would drive him crazy (plus he's got killer queen

-kira didn't name killer queen himself, the only time it ever spoke to him was once. when he first manifested KQ after the arrow, Killed Queen told Kira it's name quietly while standing behind him, this scared the shit out of him, which sounds badass and spooky but was also probably subconsciously because Kira had a Queen CD he purchased a year prior that he liked WELL UR JUST SEVENTEEN AND ALL YOU WANNA DO IS DISAPPEAR

-occasionally drinks (that's canon) but meaning he likes to get winedrunk with his girlfriends on special occasions, or socially drinks when forced to go out for company outings, once came home decently hammered and almost phoned a travel agency to get a one way plane ticket to France to see the Mona Lisa ,

did not follow through with this when he woke up the next morning. The idea of seeing her at the Louvre is almost too much for him, feels like touching an exposed nerve.

-is 100% having sloppy makeout sessions with his severed hand girlfriend with candles, dim lighting, and mood records + thinks it's the peak of romance and gets giddy about it like someone with their first crush. Because he's insane

-can feel a phantom sense for Sheer Heart Attack, no pain due to its durability, but can feel the heat tracking in his hand and it readying to explode once it’s found its target. The tracking feels like a tingling sensation to him akin to a compass, like a pulling. and the explosion feels like a pleasant blossom of warmth

-loves the subtle flavor of different lotions (not freshly applied) that linger on the skin, salty fruity fragrant and slightly chemically is his favorite. 🤢

- tries to be incredibly Normal when going for routine dental checkups and cleanings for obvious reasons. When he was in his early 20s and didn’t quite have his urges and homicidal tendencies in check- one of his early victims was a dental hygienist

-his dad(yoshihiro) was into cheesy action movies and would often take kira when he was a kid to the theater, kira didn’t really care for it overall, the explosions were always cool though.

He doesn’t watch movies often but he doesn’t mind drama and romance.

-gets cold pretty easily

-scary good at walking quietly, like a cat stalking prey, when he started working at kameyu- he went to hand some documents to a coworker, startling them pretty bad bc they didn’t hear him come up- he IMMEDIATELY stopped doing that unconsciously after that incident, he makes sure his footsteps are “normal” are soft, not aggressive, but can hear heard enough.

- in the moment he likes the feeling of blood drying on his skin, but once the adrenaline wears off he’ll wrinkle his nose and be like >:// then hop in the bath to clean up(it’s usually not his bath)

-went to the same school Reimi Sugimoto attended in Morioh, never once did he hold a solid conversation with her, she only spoke to him briefly once about missed homework. But that’s not to say he didn’t know who she was. Eerie :(

- His SECOND favorite early spring, likes taking strolls along to coast with his girlfriends, enjoys the breeze.

But his FIRST favorite season is summer, when all the tourists come to Morioh. It’s easy for people traveling to simply disappear 😨

-aside from nail biting, had a compulsive skin picking habit as a child but this was quickly squashed by his mother who’d give him a swat on the wrist each time he was caught

-subconsciously wishes his girlfriends could grab him back- (this isn’t to say he wants to rest of the person though ����) a squeeze on the waist or shoulder would probably do him good but it’s not like he consciously yearns for this- it would shatter his otherwise perfect lived fantasy and setup of control 😒

-his favorite finger is tied between either the pointer or the ring finger. He likes being able to bend the fingers and do what he wants, relishes in the subtle crack of the joints 🤢

anddddd that’s all for now. hell isn’t hot enough for him

[mochiwonz]

✉ - while you were sleeping, i fell in love ♡

𓍯𓂃 content : fem!reader x boyfriend!jay , fluff & comfort !!! , a lot of skinship (hugging, touching face, kisses etc) , jay is smitten and so is reader :3 , reader calls jay "jjongie" and jay calls reader "y/nnie" and other pet names , reader is shorter than jay

𓍯𓂃 word count : 1.8k

𓍯𓂃 note : this was inspired by my favorite song ever while you were sleeping by laufey !! this is a very comforting fic and i hope you enjoy it <33

Finally, it was Friday evening, the night you've been waiting for since the start of the week. Why were Friday evenings so important to you? Well because those were the nights you spent with your lovely boyfriend, jay. Or as you'd call him, jjongie.

You guys made it a tradition to have sleepovers every Friday night. It was for fun at first, but now its turned into an actual tradition. But frankly, you both don't mind. You'd accept any extra time you could to be in each other's presence.

Arriving at his place, you knock on the door and wait for him to open it. God, you've missed him so much. You both have been so busy with your own things, college for you and work for him.

And there he was - your beautiful boyfriend, smiling so fondly at you when he notices that you came in your cute silk pajamas.

"hey my pretty girlll, come inside" he tells you while taking your bag off of your shoulder and kissing the top of your head. He truly missed you so much, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of tonight with you - his beautiful girlfriend.

Entering his apartment, you're instantly met with the scent of clean laundry, vanilla, and some sort-of food. The lights are dim, a warm yellow, and it reminded you just how much you missed his apartment, too.

"missed you so much jjongie" you sigh when he brings you into his embrance, his head resting on top of yours and arms wrapped around your waist.

"i know baby, missed u too my love. let's eat, yeah? then we can cuddle my love" he tells you in a soft voice.

Agreeing, you follow him to the island in his kitchen where the food is laid out. And oh my god, how you love this man. You smile at him when you notice that he got you your favorite food, your favorite drink, and lit a candle, too. You could never ask for a better boyfriend, jay was really the best.

"oh my fucking god jay I could kiss you right now." you say while still smling at him. Instead of using words to respond, he picks you up as if you're as light as a feather and gives you a peck on the lips.

"there's your kiss my y/nnie, now let's eat before the food gets cold, yeah?" he says as he walks over to slide out a chair for you to sit on.

How did you even find such a gentleman?? Anyways, you both get lost in conversation, talking about your weeks and how much you've missed each other. Eating yummy food and talking with your favorite person in the whole entire world, you felt so so happy right now.

It was now time for what you've been waiting for the whole week, cuddles. Honestly, you've been cuddled by your bestfriend but nothing compares to his cuddles. He's like your own teddy bear. You can't even explain how much comfort his cuddles provide you. Jay also feels the same way, he always feels immediately better once you're near him or hugging him. Doing anything with you is like instant comfort and happiness to him.

One could say you're both crazy in love with eachother, and that would be 110% true! After making yourself a warm cup of tea, you wait for jay on the couch. Looking back up, your eyes are blessed with a jay in cute white pajamas. How could a grown man be so fucking cute?? You'll never know.

Walking over to you, he explains "wanted to get comfy, couldn't be cuddling you in jeans and a polo"

"you're so cute my jjongie" you tell him as he lays down on the couch and signals for you to lay on top of him.

He moves his arms onto your back so they're hugging you and instantly, your body feels so much more relaxed. You can hear his heartbeat and he can hear yours, and you love it. You love intimate moments with jay, they hold such a special place in your heart.

Jay starts moving his hand up and down your back, and you look up at him. You quickly give him a peck on his nose, one of your favorite features of his. He looks down at you and smiles fondly, you swear you saw hearts in his eyes. Gently, he brings your forehead closer to his lips and kisses it. You close your eyes at the contact, feeling as if you're in heaven.

After about 20 minutes, you feel jay's hand stop moving. You look up at face and - he's asleep.

Wow, he looks so peaceful and absolutely unreal. Of course, you take this time to admire his beauty. His beautiful eyelashes, glowing skin, sharp nose, cute lips, and the birthmark on his neck are all so beautiful. You bring your hand up to his face and softly caress the warm skin. You bring your other hand to his hair to brush through it. Even his hair is pretty, it's so luscious and shiny. Plus, it smells so good. You smile sweetly at him and give him a peck on his lips. You can't help but admire him everytime that you get the chance, he's your beautiful jjongie.

Finally, it was Friday evening, the night you've been waiting for since the start of the week. Why were Friday evenings so important to you? Well because those were the nights you spent with your lovely boyfriend, jay. Or as you'd call him, jjongie.

You guys made it a tradition to have "sleepovers" every Friday night. It was for fun at first, but now its turned into an actual tradition. But frankly, you both don't mind. You'd accept any extra time you could to be in each other's presence.

Arriving at his place, you knock on the door and wait for him to open it. God, you've missed him so much. His voice, his beautiful face, his presence - everything. You both have been so busy with your own things, college for you and work for him.

Snapping you out of your thoughts, there he was - your beautiful boyfriend, smiling so fondly at you when he notices that you came in your cute silk pajamas.

"hey my pretty girl in her pretty pajamas, come inside" he says while taking your bag off of your shoulder and kissing the top of your head. He truly missed you so much, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of tonight with you - his beautiful girlfriend.

"missed you so much jjongie" you sigh when he brings you into his embrance. Nobody could ever compare to him. Nobody, ever.

"i know baby, missed u too my love. let's eat, yeah? then we can cuddle." he tells you in a soft voice.

Agreeing, you follow him to the island in his kitchen where the food is laid out. And oh my god, how you love this man. You smile at him when you notice that he got you your favorite food, your favorite drink, and lit a candle, too. You could never ask for a better boyfriend, jay was really the best.

"oh my fucking god jay I could kiss you right now." you say while still smling at him. Instead of using words to respond, he picks you up and gives you a peck on the lips.

"there's your kiss my y/nnie, now let's eat before the food gets cold, yeah?" he says as he walks over to slide out a chair for you to sit on.

How did you even find such a gentleman?? Anyways, you both get lost in conversation, talking about your weeks and how much you've missed each other. Eating yummy food and talking with your favorite person in the whole entire world, you felt so so happy right now.

It was now time for what you've been waiting for the whole week, cuddles. Honestly, you've been cuddled by your bestfriend but nothing compares to his cuddles. He's like your own teddy bear. You can't even explain how much comfort his cuddles provide you. Jay also feels the same way, he always feels immediately better once you're near him or hugging him. Doing anything with you is like instant comfort and happiness to him.

One could say you're both crazy in love with eachother, and that would be 110% true! After making yourself a warm cup of tea, you wait for jay on the couch. Looking back up, your eyes are blessed with a jay in cute white pajamas. How could a grown man be so fucking cute?? You'll never know.

Walking over to you, he explains "wanted to get comfy, couldn't be cuddling you in jeans and a polo"

"you're so cute my jjongie" you tell him as he lays down on the couch and signals for you to lay on top of him.

He moves his arms onto your back so they're hugging you and instantly, your body feels so much more relaxed. You can hear his heartbeat and he can hear yours, and you love it. You love intimate moments with jay, they hold such a special place in your heart.

Jay starts moving his hand up and down your back, and you look up at him. You quickly give him a peck on his nose, one of your favorite features of his. He looks down at you and smiles fondly, you swear you saw hearts in his eyes. Gently, he brings your forehead closer to his lips and kisses it. You close your eyes at the contact, feeling as if you're in heaven.

After about 20 minutes, you feel jay's hand stop moving. You look up at face and - he's asleep.

And wow, he looks so peaceful and absolutely unreal. Reminiscent of a painting. Of course, you take this time to admire his beauty. His beautiful eyelashes, glowing skin, sharp nose, cute lips, and the birthmark on his neck are all so beautiful. You bring your hand up to his face and softly caress the warm skin. You bring your other hand to his hair to brush through it. Even his hair is pretty, it's so luscious and shiny. Plus, it smells so good. You smile sweetly at him and give him a peck on his lips. You can't help but admire him everytime that you get the chance, he's your beautiful jjongie.

"my jjongie, you're so beautiful. i love you so much my beautiful boy. always." you tell him, not caring if he hears or not. You just need to say it.

You realize that you're falling in love with this man all over again, while he's asleep. And honestly, you could probably fall in love with him a million more times.

jay is totally bias wrecking me rn LOL but he has suuchhh a comforting aura. i love this man so much <333 pls reblog if you enjoyed ,, you can check out my other work here !!

[ihave-atummyache]

u still love me?

Stray Kids OT8 Imagine

NSFW!! 18++

summary: if you’re feeling down, you can always count on your sweet boy to reassure you.

4.6k words

Bang Chan:

Our sweet, touchy boy. The best way he reassures you is just putting his hands any where he can reach. He'll rub and touch you all over, hoping to ease your mind. He finds comfort in touching you just as much as you find.

When you let out a sigh from your spot behind Chan, he immediately pulls his other headphone off his head and turns towards you. You're on your phone, zooming in and out of a picture.

He glances over at the other producer in the room with him. He has both headphones on and Chan can faintly hear the tune of the song they’re working on playing. He looks back over to your slumped frame, a deep frown between your brows.

"Whatcha up to?" his voice breaks you from your thoughts and you jump, looking up at him. You put on your best smile and shake your head at him.

"Nothing," you thought you were much more convincing than you actually were but nothing gets past your overly observant and absolute sweetest boyfriend.

"Then why do you look like you're about to burst into tears at any moment?" he asks, raising his eyebrows at you. You can't tell him it's because you are so you clear your throat and look down again as you feel the tears well up.

"It's just..." you pause, swallowing the lump in your throat before glancing down at your phone screen again. "Do you think I'm too... big?" you question, quietly and Chan straightens up, turning to the producer who is in the room with him. He taps his shoulder before asking if he minds if he steps outside for a moment.

There was no hesitation from your boyfriend at all. He never wants to hear you talk about yourself like that and wants to be sure that that is perfectly clear to you.

In an instant, Chan stands and walks over to you, putting both hands out in front of him and pulling you to your feet. He guides you into the vacant hallway and turns, leaning against the wall beside the two of you. He crosses his arms over his chest and gives you a once over.

Your insecurities immediately creep back up and your arms rush to cross over your chest, however, your boyfriend grabs your arms, pulling you closer and wrapping them around his own waist. You let yourself melt into the embrace as Chan places a kiss to your forehead then wraps his arms tightly around you.

You let out a sigh and pull yourself even closer to your boyfriend. His scent and body heat are enough to help your mind from swarming for at least a moment.

"You do realize that you are the smartest, most talented, beautiful, and amazing person I have ever met, right?” He asks the question like its the most obvious question and you pull away from the hug to look at him.

A blush creeps up his ears but he still holds eye contact. This time, a real smiles slowly makes its way to your face, which he mirrors before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your nose then your lips.

“Feeling a little better, baby?” he questions, his hands still rubbing up and down your back. He’s gentle but precise, knowing exactly where you always get knots at and rubbing a little harder in those spots.

You nod and he leans in again, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. He stay against you for a moment too long, groaning. He finally pulls away and locks eyes with you.

“And you drive me absolutely crazy. I want you every moment of everyday,” he brushes a hair away from your face before slowly trailing a hand down your arm.

He grabs one of your hands and pulls you back into the studio. He guides you back to where he had been sitting. Before you can protest about being distracting, he’s pulling up a chair next to his recording chair and gently guides you to sit next to him. He smiles at you once more before picking his headphones back up and putting them on his head.

He blindly reaches over to you as you pick your phone up again, rubbing up and down your thigh and playing with your fingers resting there, offering you physical touch and easing your worries.

Lee Know:

Okay, let me preface this by saying that the man is a Scorpio. One of his favorite and most effective ways of reassuring you is making absolutely toe curling, amazing love to you. He's worshipping you and complimenting you the entire time.

That man knows how to freak it and is so in tune with your mind and body that it’s like he already knows exactly what you need to hear before you even tell him.

He’ll notice you staring at yourself a little longer than usual and will be sure to tell you that you look beautiful. He’ll notice you fidgeting with your hair too much and will compliment it or ask if you did something different. He’s just very aware of you.

He wants you to know that he wants every square inch of your body even if you don't like it yourself. You're a gift from heaven in his eyes and he wants to prove it to you.

"O-okay, baby, okay," you whimper out, yanking your boyfriend's hair to pull him from between your thighs. He looks up at you, his chin and mouth wet with you but he makes no effort to actually move from his spot.

"Okay? I'm just getting started, pretty," the smirk on his face sends chills down your spine and he gently kneads at your plush thighs.

"How many more times should I make you cum before you realize how perfect you are?" his voice is muffled when he presses a kiss to the inside of your thigh.

"Just taste so good…" he mumbles mindlessly against your skin, his tongue darting over your hip and sucking a small mark there, "Smell so good," he inhales deeply as he finally makes his way up your body to make eye contact with you.

"You were fucking made for me," he rubs the head of his cock through your soaking folds before sliding in, "F-fuck. Even this pussy was made to take me," he slides out slowly before leaning in and pressing a sloppy, wet kiss to your mouth.

"I don't ever want to hear you making those comments about yourself again. It's an insult to me too," he mumbles against your lips as you nod, mindlessly.

Changbin:

Changbin is the type to be constantly reassuring you because he also needs the same kind of attention. Even if you two argue or he snaps at you or is grumpy, he is always the first to fess up to his actions and apologize. He definitely hates the idea of either of you going to bed mad at each other.

You and your boyfriend had gotten in a stupid argument. So stupid that you don't even remember what it was about in the first place. However, you’re far too stubborn to admit that.

When you walk into the kitchen, you try your best to ignore your boyfriend scrolling through social media at the dining table. His empty bowl sits in front of him, he had eaten the portion you prepared for him. You smile a little to yourself, happy that despite him being upset with you, he would never deny something you make for him.

You reach into the cupboard and place a glass on the counter. The clink of the glass hitting the granite feels like it echoes around the apartment with the tense silence between the two of you.

You pull the fridge open and pull out the water before you hear Changbin sigh and place his phone down on the table. You begin to pour your water into the glass and glance over your shoulder at him as he runs his fingers through his hair.

"Still not talking to me?" He questions and you roll your eyes before returning the water to the fridge and taking a sip from your glass. You turn to face him, leaning back against the counter top.

"Baby, I know that you're upset but I have to go record and I don't want to leave things like this," he stands and walks over to you, leaning against the island opposite from you and crossing his arms over his chest.

You take a sip of your water as you lock eyes with him, still refusing to speak.

"Even if I am upset with you, I love you. And even if you act like a little kid," he pushes off the counter and closes the space between you, grabbing the glass from your hand and putting it down behind you.

"I still love you, endlessly. You're the only person for me in this entire universe, okay?" he asks, placing a hand on either side of you, trapping you between his body and the counter.

You feel a blush rush up your neck at his comment and you can barely suppress the smile making it's way to your face. He notices and leans in, pressing a kiss to the tip of your nose and poking you in the ribs at the same time. You jump and let the smile spread.

"Hey! Not fair. Tickle spot is cheating," you giggle out and he leans towards you again. You close the gap, pressing a kiss to his plump lips.

"Tell me you love me back before I die please," he speaks against your lips and you laugh at his antics, completely over the argument already.

"I also love you, endlessly," you pause and lock eyes with him again, "You big softie," the tease quickly turns into a tickle fight and your boyfriend is still late to his recording session.

Hyunjin:

Definitely the type to absolutely worship your body. Would put you in front of a mirror and point out all his favorite places to kiss, hug, touch. And, of course, would paint endless portraits of you. He might even paint directly on your body, using his favorite places as a canvas.

"I look kind of weird in that. You can see all my little blemishes and scars," you scrunch your nose up at the picture that your boyfriend is showing you.

You two had recently moved in together and you suggested that it would be cute and unique if your boyfriend were to paint something to hang in the empty space above your couch.

"First of all, you do realize that you're just raw beauty on two legs, right?" His words immediately make a blush force it's way up your neck and you bury your face in your hands.

"You can't say things like that! You're too fucking sweet!" you splutter out and peek through your fingers to look at your boyfriend. His eyes are darting around the room and around his paints and you slowly bring your hands down, tilting your head at your cute boyfriend. You can practically see the gears turning in his head.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of your's?" You tease him, taking a step towards him but he stand quickly, grabbing a few paints and a few paint brushes and guides you out of the room, towards your half assembled bedroom.

Pushed against one random wall is the huge fully body mirror you had bought. He wraps a hand around your shoulders and pulls you towards the mirror.

"Baby, what are you-"

"I'm gonna show you," he interrupts you and you turn towards him to question what the hell he means but he speaks up again before you can, "Don't move," he demands and you close your mouth, facing the mirror again.

Hyunjin approaches you and slides his hands under your tank top, pulling it over your head, leaving you in just a pair of sleep shorts.

"I love these perfect tits," he wraps both of his big hands around each of your breasts from behind, squeezing the flesh and causing a hum to fall from your lips.

His hands trail down and his nimble fingers are pulling your shorts down your legs, along with your underwear. He squats behind you as you step out of both. He presses a kiss to the back of one of your soft thighs then another to one side of your ass before standing again and looking at you through the mirror.

You're too entranced by his gaze to notice he has dipped a paintbrush into a pretty pink paint and it isn't until it touches your skin that you notice what he's doing. You jump at the cool contact of the wet paint.

"You are so insanely beautiful. I feel like the luckiest man on earth every time I lay my eyes on you," he traces a stretch mark on your hip with the paint and you gasp at the cold liquid on your heated skin. A blush rushes to your cheeks at his words and he has, once again, rendered you speechless.

"I'm going to show you all my favorite parts of you," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to the side of your neck. Your eyes glance down to where he had painted and you can make out the beginning shape of a beautiful flower, blossoming from your insecurities.

Han:

He definitely gets genuinely offended and pouty if he hears you talking bad about yourself. He views you as an extension of himself so if anyone, including yourself, talks bad about you, he feels personally attacked. He also isn't shy about reassuring you, especially if he knows that you like to hear it.

"I don't know man, I think I'll just keep trying to diet and exercise whenever I get the chance. If I could just get my waist a little bit smaller, I would be satisfied," you speak to your best friend on FaceTime, unaware of your eavesdropping boyfriend in the kitchen.

"Oh shut up. You're hot and you have a hot boyfriend who makes sure you know it too!" she exclaims with a chuckle and a half laugh leaves your lips before you roll over onto your back on the couch.

"Maybe, but still. I feel like I should look better, not just for him but for everyone. I don't want him too get too far out of my league," you joke, making you and your best friend laugh but Han frowns in the next room.

He lets you and your friend talk for a few more minutes before he can't help but enter the room to talk to you. He walks over to the couch and you tilt your head to look up at him when he stands at the end of the couch.

"Hi," you smile up at him, handsome as ever even from this angle.

"Hello, my baby," he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, making your best friend gag before she hangs up. You chuckle and your boyfriend circles the couch before settling between your legs and laying his head on your chest. He wraps his arms under your waist and your hands automatically move to the familiar position that you two are often in, his head on your chest, one of your hands in his hair, and the other rubbing his back gently.

It's quiet for a few minutes and you can tell something is up. You're a pro at Han Jisung vibe checks and his vibe is way off.

"Everything okay?" your voice is soft, chest vibrating against his cheek. He adjusts his position on the couch, before looking down at you. You wrap your arms around his neck, one of his hands gently rubbing your hip while his other elbow holds him up. His eyes dart across your face and you swallow at the unexpected attention, feeling a bit shy beneath his gaze.

"Dude, you're literally so beautiful that I want to cry sometimes. You realize that, right?" his voice is so genuine that you're actually speechless for a few seconds but he speaks up again before you can.

"I don't want to hear you talking about my lover like that ever again. You're so not out of my league. Everyone actually tells me it's the other way around," he lets a shy smile make it's way to his face and you tighten your grip around his neck, pulling his lips to your's.

"God, I fucking love you. How did I get so damn lucky?" you mutter against his lips and he chuckles, kissing you again.

Felix:

Felix will pull up photos that he has taken of you either to your knowledge or not. A little shy to bring up the photos he took without you knowing but can't stop taking them because in his eyes, you are the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.

He genuinely can't comprehend that you believe you have anything to be insecure about because he literally worships the ground you walk on. He tries to understand your insecurities but it’s hard for him.

"Lix, I'm gonna look terrible in that," you point at the straps on the side of the dress that he wants you to try on, "Those straps are gonna squeeze my rolls," you say the words without thinking much about it.

"And?" he cocks his head to the side, still trying to push the dress into your hands.

"And," you push the dress back towards him, "I'm already big enough, I don't need to look even bigger," you state matter a factly.

Once again he looks at you with that cute little head tilt, a small pout on his lips at your refusal and your comments about yourself.

"Just try it on. If you hate it, we won't get it," he tries to convince you and you sigh, turning to continue picking through the clothes on the rack.

"I'll probably cry if it looks too bad right now," your voice isn't much louder than a whisper, anybody else wouldn't be able to hear the two of you in the store.

"Why?"

"Felix." you drop your forehead to the cool metal of the rack and and let out another sigh.

"I just want to know what you mean by that. I'm not trying to offend you, just wanna understand you better is all," the tone in your boyfriend's voice shatters your heart and you look over at him, his eyes casted down to the floor.

"Baby, I'm sorry. It's just that that dress isn't going to look flattering on me," you grab his hand, intertwining your fingers, "I would gush out the sides around those straps," you point at the straps on the dress still in his other hand. 

"For some reason the thought of that is making me hard," He speaks up and you immediately slap both your hands over his mouth.

"Felix!" you scold in a whisper yell, a blush rushing up your neck. He chuckles behind your hands and you can't help but laugh along with him.

"You're a handful," you snatch the dress from him and make your way towards the dressing room.

"I'm trynna get a handful of you," he puncuates his sentence with a slap to your ass, making you laugh again.

"You're so corny," you roll your eyes as he follows closely behind you.

"You love corn," you can't object to that. When you do finally give him the satisfaction on trying on the dress, he fully convinces you that you must buy it or he will die. He doesn't even let you have an opinion, even going as far to just buy it for you!

Seungmin:

My words of affirmation boy!! He doesn't say much sappy or lovey dovey things so when he does, it's just that much more believable. You whole heartedly believe him when he drops the teasing, tsundere act and gives you a genuine compliment.

You stare at your reflection in your mirror. Your hair isn't cooperating, your makeup looks off, you don't know what to wear and you're just overall frustrated with your appearance. You had been staring at yourself for too long in the mirror and begun over analyzing your face.

By the time your boyfriend gets home from errands, you're already fighting the tears. Then he walks into the bedroom in all his perfect glory, backwards hat and flawless face and skin. In his hands is a dozen sunflowers for the vase that you keep on your vanity.

"Do you like these? I thought they were very pretty. They remind me of that time that-" he looks up from the flowers and sees the tears brimming your eyes, "Are you okay?" he immediately sits the flowers down and rushes towards you before kneeling before you and placing your face in his hands.

Hearing his worry for you is enough to have the water works flowing and before you know it, you're in a full mental breakdown in his arms. You throw yourself into him, knocking him onto his butt as you cry into his shirt.

"Shh, it's okay, baby. You're okay. You're okay," he's rubbing your back and scratching your scalp and if you were more sane, you would be listening to his heart beat and realizing just how freaked out he is. He's never seen you breakdown like this before and especially for seemingly no reason.

"Why do you even like me? You're so perfect, so beautiful, so amazing and I'm just... me," you blubber out against his shirt and he freezes for a second, realizing that you had gotten into your own head.

"I don't just like you," he pauses and grabs your chin, tilting your face up to look at him. When he locks eyes with your distraught ones, he swears he can feel his heart breaking.

"I adore you. You're the only one in the world who I can love. You've made me into a better person just by loving me," more tears pour from your eyes at his sweet words.

It's so rare that Seungmin gets sentimental like this. You prefer it that way because when you do get the privilege to hear these sweet words from him, you know he truly means it.

"Even when you have snot all over your face," he uses the sleeve of his hoodie to wipe your nose, making you chuckle through the tears, "I still think you are the most beautiful thing in the world, okay?" He finishes, brushing some hairs away from your face. You nod at him, wiping some tears away with your own sleeve.

"Uh-uh, I wanna hear you say it. You're perfection in my eyes, you got that?" he asks and you smile again at him, his eyes serious as you have ever seen them.

"Okay," you concede, feeling your spirits beginning to lift already.

"Okay, what?" he asks, raising his eyebrows at you as you sit up, straddling his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. His arms immediately wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer to him.

"Okay, daddy," you joke and he grunts in annoyance (and maybe something else) at this, rolling his eyes.

"Y/n..."

"Not the government name," you pout before leaning in and pressing a kiss to his lips, "Okay. I'm the most beautiful in your eyes," he nods in approval before kissing you once again. You wrap your arms tighter around his neck, burying your face into his hoodie. It's strong with the scent of him and you feel so lucky to be in this man's arms.

"I adore you too, by the way," you whisper against his neck and he hums in response, his hands rubbing soothingly up and down your back.

I.N:

I.N is the type to reassure you by making you realize how much he depends on you. He makes it clear that you’re important to him no matter what. He always makes you feel like your opinions and thoughts matter, no matter how stupid they are.

He loves to be your personal therapist, letting you rant and complain or ask for advice. He likes that you depend on him just as much as he depends on you.

You continue to ramble as you stir the pot on the stove in front of you. Your boyfriend is sitting at the island, his chin in his hand as he listens and watches you. He admires the way you start to fling the spoon and your hands around when you get particularly passionate about a part in the story.

He loves the way you finish some sentences with, “you know what I mean?” to make sure he’s still listening to you. He doesn’t mind that he hasn’t gotten a word in edgewise besides a “right” or “yeah” or just a hum in over 20 minutes.

His phone vibrates on the table and he looks down to see he’a receiving a FaceTime call from Chan.

“Hold that thought, babe,” he stops you and you glance over your shoulder when you hear the call connect.

“Are you hungry? I was planning to stop and get some food on the way home,” you hear Chan’s voice over the phone and turn back towards the stove.

“Ahh, y/n is here. She’s cooking and talking. I’m sure there will be enough for you if you want some,” he glances up at you and you nod in agreement. You had grown used to making food for his old roommates so you often made too much food for just two people.

“Ahh cooking and talking as usual. The lovebirds. Well, I’ll be home as soon as I wrap up here. Love you guys!” Jeongin says something else but you aren’t hearing anything.

What did he mean by as usual? Like how you’re always talking? Is it really that annoying?

“Babe? Did you hear me?” you jump when your boyfriend’s voice is much closer than you expected, dropping the spoon and splattering sauce all over the floor.

“S-sorry. I’m sorry,” you speak out, bending down to pick up the spoon but Jeongin is faster, grabbing the spoon off the floor and placing it in the sink. He grabs some paper towels and cleans the mess for you as you grab a different spoon to finish stirring.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did it burn you?” Jeongin’s voice is full of concern when he hears you sniffle. You turn your head towards him, eyes red and tears threatening to make their way down your cheeks.

“I’m okay. It’s just… do I talk too much? I’m sorry. I always get told I talk to much. If you ever want me to stop, you can tell me to shut up or whatev-”

“Shut up,” he interrupts you and you freeze, so you do talk too much?

“You don’t talk too much, babe. Your voice is my favorite sound and I can never get enough of it. Don’t ever stop being a chatter box, got it?” he raises his eyebrows at you and you nod.

“I love hearing all your silly little thoughts and opinions, no matter how small they may be. I actually feel so antsy when you’re not around and I’m sitting in silence. Makes me realize how much I need you around. What would I do without you? I think I would die of boredom…” he trails off when he notices the smile that has grown on your face.

“Now look who is the chatterbox. It appears I’m rubbing off on you Innie. You just went on a tangent,” you tease and he pushes your shoulder, looking away from you shyly.

“Shut up,” he mumbles and you laugh again at his cute reaction.

“Can’t make me now. You already said you like to hear me yap,” you turn the cap to simmer and step towards your boyfriend, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing a kiss to his lips.

“You’re the cutest, y’know?” you compliment him before leaning in again and biting down on his chest.

“Hey!” he whines, swatting you away.

[323cutie]

thinking about dry humping with san … it might be late and night or early in the morning when you wake up together and it starts out as a stretch and a light kiss until you’re panting in each other’s mouths, gripping each other, and begging to continue . im going crazyyy 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

this has been in my ask box for a little while I'm so sorry!!!!! my neglect was unintentional... alas I have been thinking about it Very much .

to me dry humping with san is a very late night kinda deal... a "we were watching a movie but now we're not" kinda deal. a sensual, almost sweet even, make out session turned frantic. i like to imagine its been a long day for both of you, and grinding against each other feels so good... why bother stopping?

to your credit -- you try. despite the heavy, heated haze over your brain you still have some semblance of a mind to say, "sannie, please. let's go to bed. wanna feel you."

on top of you on the couch, still restlessly rutting into you, san hums, but it tapers off into a low moan. "i know, sweetheart," he murmurs, pulling his face out of your neck enough to look at you. he looks as gone as you feel, lips pink from your kisses and eyes unfocused. it makes you yearn, the sight of him alone enough to have you swallowing down a whine. "let you have my cock as many times as you want later, kay? fuck, you just feel so good like this..."

and you feel crazy. you grind up into him just as desperately as him, moaning when the outline of his cock catches deliciously against your clit. somehow it feels dirtier than the actual act of sex -- carnal and frenzied, eager for release. "pretty little thing," san coos, voice stretched thin. his pace never slows and he positions his mouth right at your ear. "love lettin' you use me like this. gonna make you cum, okay? fuck --"

he's babbling, and your head is fuzzy. the burn of tears in your eyes doesn't even register until you feel one roll down the side of your face, too lost in the feeling san's giving you. "sannie," you gasp, hands clawing at the tank top still on his shoulders. "'m close -- please, you're gonna --"

your hips buck and san whines in your ear, clearly wanting you to finish just as much as you do. "told you i would, baby," he says. "now cum."

[vaguely-concerned]

I am so so happy that lucanis' sensible neutral toned knitted sweater beneath his brooding hotboy black leathers turned out to be exactly the design cue crucial to understanding the actual nature of his character and personality that I took it for the first time we saw his default look fhsdkj. I continue to be enchanted by this detail in particular. it really does say it all

[soft-pine]

the thing about supernatural season 1 episode 13 route 666 is that cassie robinson is the most beautiful woman i have ever seen.

she is also a truly phenomenal, compelling, dynamic character and it sucks she's only in one episode!

but what an episode it is. i think similarly to bugs, route 666 gets a lot of hate. and, again, i'm not going to defend it against people who do experience it negatively. but the way route 666 simply lays out the truth of the racial violence black people experience is pretty straightforward and uncompromising. it's important the way it just says: white people controlled the town, the police, the paper, the violence, the courts. and that's so bad. it's important the way it reaffirms so so many times that none of that was very long ago at all. it's important the why it says that that violence and injustice was so extreme that it haunts and stalks the present and still has the power to kill.

i hope i'm saying this in a way that makes sense. but i love the way both bugs and route 666 clearly name historical injustices and thematically show how the ramifications of that injustice and violence are still deeply present today. supernatural doesn't often handle politicized things head on and it is kind of fascinating to me that the two episodes with some of strongest politics happen in season 1.

i have a few other stray thoughts about this episode... 1. as a tractor operator it kills me that that little kubota is able to pull a water-logged truck out of a lake with its tires that deep in mud (i can't actually make out the model of the tractor (just the loader arm attachment) but, affectionately, no way).

2. it is always so special to me that dean's first on-screen romance is with his long-term ex. commitment boy i love you.

3. "i'm still really involved with my dad's work." spams the spiral-eyes emoji

4. i love that dean told cassie the truth about his life and hunting. i love that he didn't want to lie to her! it's kinda crazy that sam yells at him for it because sam never told jess. like dude no one was stopping you?

5. why did they make the racist truck look so much like john's gmc? like okay i know this is kinda a stretch (there's lots of kinds of big black trucks) maybe but it always reminds me of the grand sierra...

6. okay again we see dean just decide to play the role of bait to give sam time to work out a plan. but the plan sam works out is for dean to play even riskier bait (without communicating that!!). dean's shocked, pitched-up voice and stressed-out slamming his hands on the steering wheel, ough oof ow owie yeoch.

[yanderefarm]

Basically, nephite with a reader that's a high ranking member of their cult.

Since cults as a whole focus around manipulation, brainwashing ect ect a high ranking member of the cult would know how to manipulate the members below them as well as possibly some ranking members above them.

So, the reader sees Nephite, a cute little omega who fits with him, can easily take advantage of his position, convincing the people even higher then him that Nephite needs a wise older, member of the cult to guide him, be his darling husband and keep him in line so he becomes a good wife.

But once they marry the reader decides to constantly degrade, humiliate Nephite, saying how bad of a wife he is and the only thing he really is good for is being a hole.

Of course outside of the house he's nicer, small comments about what Nephite could do better when at a gathering, making it seem like the reader really is just trying to make him the best wife he could be, so much so that even Nephite himself starts to believe it.

Not sure how much sense that makes really and feel free to ignore this if it doesn't, English do be kinda hard (add on anything you want, this is really just brainrot from my head) (I basically stole the Emil darling special but am pretty sure if you lied that Nephite was cheating with proof he'd get murdered by the cult or get a lobotomy)

-🥺

i love this so much.

cw;; nsft, dark content, abuse, religion, omegaverse, brainwashing, dead dove, mind breaking, domestic abuse

and like you wouldn't even really have to convince the elders because "oh you're a dominant alpha and you want to make the dominant omega your wife? well of course!!!"

i always really love like how helpless nephite is despite being the yandere and the one who kidnaps you in the original story.

he has no power! if you really wanted to demean him and make him feel bad in public no one would even bat an eye. but keeping up the appearance of a really good loving husband is better because it would really help in making him feel crazy. his friends tell him that they're jealous he got such a good husband who's so loyal to the church and so good to him!! and nephite feels bad he really feels like he's a failure and a bad person and everytime he wants to talk to someone about these feelings they talk about how great you are.

you're not even as mean as you could be. you don't hit him, you don't even really yell at him. you're always doing your part as a loving husband, you take care of him and kiss him and treat him so good when he's being good. but then you come home and see he hasn't finished doing the laundry because he got distracted trying to finish dinner. you let out a disappointed sigh and just that sound makes his brain start to panic.

as far as actual punishment goes its so good to watch his own brain work against him. refusing to give him kisses or even touching him because only good wives deserve affection. making him stand next to you while you eat and relax because a good wife deserves to relax after a long day not a lazy one. he'll stand there, the humiliation a reminder that he's not good enough.

"its such a shame, you really had so much promise when you were younger."

and you don't elaborate so he drives himself insane. he's disappointed you, he's not as good as he could of been, he's worthless. he'll have to earn the privilege to sleep next to you in bed and god he'll do anything for you at that point. if he fails to (which you get to decide arbitrarily) then he either sleeps on the floor or on the couch. regardless of where he's sleeping he'll cry himself to sleep afterwards because he's so mad at himself for being a bad wife and he feels so bad about himself. if he's next to you though he can get kisses and more gentle mind breaking as you assure him you're going to make him a good wife no matter how long it takes, you're the only one who tolerates this horrible behavior of his but he doesn't need to worry because you love him no matter how bad he is.

also i think about omegaverse inspections with nephy so much dude. inspecting his privates before marriage to make sure he's still a virgin and absolutely humiliating him in front of the elders because they all have to be there to validate. once you're married insisting he wear shorter dresses at home that come above his knees and meticulously inspecting his outfits to make sure he fits your dress code. preforming random inspections of his privates to make sure if you wanted to you could sleep with him right then, fingering him and getting him slick just to pull away and say he passed inspection. making a rule that he's not allowed underwear so three times a day you make him go through an inspection, in the morning when he first gets dressed he has to come to you and pull up his skirt, when you get home from work if he's done all his chores he gets to greet you with a kiss and then pull up his skirt to show you again, and then finally before bed after he's changed into his nightgown he has to pull it up and show he's not wearing anything. the constant humiliation of it would absolutely make him embarrassed and fussy at first until his head starts to get fuzzy from all the different brainwashing and mistreatment.

once his little head is successfully mind broken he's just a ditzy smiling wife. he doesn't like to leave the house or go out with friends because that means he doesn't have enough time to do everything that is expected of him. when you get home he'll come up to you and stand very still like a doll until you decide whether or not he deserves a kiss. he's an absolute blushing silly mess for kisses! all he needs is a soft peck on the cheek and he'll start giggling and blushing like a school girl. he's such a good wife that all the younger alphas in the community ask you to teach them how to make their wives into the perfect wife. this includes some of nephite's friends so while you're teaching the alphas he does get to spend time with them again and somewhere past all the brainwashing he actually gets a sick glee out of seeing his friends who helped him be broken like this start going through the same torment and pain he went through.

[themostlesbianever]

ITS THAT TIME AGAIN ALL MY 9-1-1 THOUGHTS IN ONE POST

(i forgot to do this until the tommy started talking about how his ex ran off with someone half her age)

- okay but we knew maddie would want another kid

- i predicted it

- NO WAY TOMMY DO NOT SAY IT

- TOMMY IS NOT ABBYS EX

- NO

- FUCKING

- WAY

- OH MY LORD THEY ACTUALLY DID IT

- bless you

- bless you

- damn

- OH MY LORD THERE GOES HIS INTESTINES

- hihi spilled his guts

- ahw ur shirt is ruined☹️

- hen screentime crumbs😋

- i will eat up every single hen screentime crumb i can get

- (every screentime crumb where she is at peace/happy)

- that is crazy maddie

- HOW MANY MEN SHE TURNED GAY😭😭😭

- hihi josh fishing for tea

- i love josh the gossip magnet

- oh now buck is doubting tommy

- lets not

- oh buck baby

- so i think tommy had a gf just to have one, like because of his surroundings and shit, but its good he broke it off before marriage, he definitely should have before an engagement tho

- also i just KNOW people are gonna throw shit at tommy for this and im not excited

- the dreaded c word care

- "i CARE about good sole support"- hen (i think that was the line)

- JOSH I LOVE YOU

- oh josh babe you are so right

- YES JOSH

- SINGLE HANDEDLY ENDING TOMMY HATRED

- well people are still gonna hate but like, hes so right

- tommy had it so much harder and did things to protect himself he definitely isn't proud of and now it looks bad because a lot of people dont have to do tjose things to protect themselves anymore

- "do you want me to read you a story" oh maddie i love you

- not 9-1-1 but someone is setting off HELLA fireworks and its not even fully dark yet

- i HATE fireworks, yeah theyre pretty but theyre torture for ao many wild animals AND me

- back to 9-1-1

- did it almost kill maddie??

- oh wait yes, not the pregnancy and birth but after

- oops sorry maddie

- hard times for madney😔

- STOP CHIM NO MAKING ME CRY

- uh oh maddie is worrying

- RIPPED TANK TOP EDDIE

- YOURE SO GAY EDDIE

- OMG HOT PASTOR

- FUCK BUDDIE I NEED EDDIE x HOT PASTOR

- "no offence im straight" BOY!!?!????

- no you aint

- yes father but he could be your daddy

- IM SO SORRY I CANT SAY THAT

- oh god therapy time

- yea eddie you dont feel worthy of juice

- very handsome moustache

- OH MY GOD IS EDDIES MOUSTACHE GONNA BURN OFFF??

- PLEASE PUT IT ON FIRE JUST ENOUGH SO IT CANT BE SAVED

- "do" something that makes you feel joy, how about DO a man and make some realisations about yourself babes

- WORM

- would you still love me if i was a worm

- dont be a baby man he is a baby

- jack😔

- "a billion tons" STOP THATS ADORABLE

- eddie you are NOT going down a pipe again

- YES LITTLE MAN

- whats with this season and little hero boys

- they actually put a kid down the pipe omg

- please actually save this kid my lord this is stressful

- GET HIM

- YOU CAN DO IT MILES

- WORM

- WE ARE WORMS

- BE A WORM

- HELL YEAH

- chim is 100% telling maddie he wants another kid now

- hen you are adorable oh my lord

- tommy ur so adorable

- uh oh

- UH OH

- this has got to be the hurdle

- HES THE HIMBO

- that is SO crazy

- look at them being all open and having a cute little talk

- UNTIL NOW

- IS THIS AN I LOVE YOU MOMENT??????

- ahw tommy

- WOAH

- HELLO MOVE IN YES

- MORE GAY

- oh youre doing to much buck

- so sweet

- OH

- TOMMY STOP WHAT

- it is new

- tommy youre very right actually you are his first

- tommy is actually so right because buck is moving too fast

- buck isnt ready himself like he figured out he was bi like a week ago (not literally)

- WHAT NO YOU DIDNT

- god damn it the bucktommy haters got what they wanted

- fuck off so many buddie fans are gonna be so miserable and annoying

- OH HE CALLED HIM BUCK

- i hope we get to see more tommy

- like he comes back sometimes for a rescue or for advice for chimney or something

- WOAH CHIM NO TALKING ABOUT DEATH OVER HERE

- maddies eyebrows are so expressive i love it

- OMG WE KNEW THIS

- PERGANT

- BOMB

- ahw cuties

- OMG MIRROR SCENE

- they gave us literally like everything weve been talking about

- oh eddie what are you doing

- PLEASE MAKE CHRIS COME HOME AND WALK IN ON THIS

- wait no that would mean more trauma

- this man is CRAZY

- someone has a GOT to walk in on this no?

- oh maybe buck being all sad like "my hot boyfriend broke up with me☹️"

- i really hope IF they make buddie happen they dont do it yet, maybe next season because its too soon for both of them to be dating

- no walking in but there is someone there

- eddie put on some pants man

- it is sad buck

- ☹️

- i am not excited for all those insufferable buddie fans/ bucktommy haters to come and hate on tommy for every single line he said

[sundays-mutt]

eight years in november and somehow i do not love him any less and i cannot imagine ever falling out of love either

[boygirlctommy]

i love the bit from oct 17 2020 when tommy and quackity trapped wilbur in a cobblestone box to keep him from pressing the button... wilbur punching through the blocks with his bare hand to try to get to the button... tommy frantically replacing the block in front of him yelling for quackity to do something... the moment when tommy stops, blocks the exit, and tells wilbur to do it. press the button. but then theyd die with him. quackitys like "wait, wait-" but tommy holds his ground and wilbur. ohh wilbur. "why'd you have to make it so hard?"

[spearxwind]

Happy 10th birthday to Cercerion!

OUGHHH UR RIGHT CERCIE IS 10 YEARS OLD NOW !!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY BOY BELOVEDEST DID NOTHING WRONG EVER IN HIS WHOLE LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lorephobic]

have i talked before about how crazy it drives me that in old bdubs videos he would super abashedly talk about his love for making things pretty? because. it drives me crazy.

at the beginning of mc4 when everyone was clearing out spawn so it was a lifeless flat plot of land to build on and bdubs took it personally and added grass and foliage once everything was built to make the whole landscape more lively and cohesive. and how hed get made fun of for thinking about little shit like that.

also when he got asked what hed be doing if he wasnt doing mc and he mentioned music (i think) and basically was super embarrassed to be like “i know its not very manly, but im super into artsy fartsy stuff”. as if that is a bad thing.

anyway im getting so emo thinking about how in hermitcraft, everyone knows and admires bdubs skill as a builder and its not ever something thats made fun of anymore. thinking about how bdubs never talks down about his own abilities anymore and instead of feeling weird about being a dude whose into artsy fartsy stuff, hes really embraced his career as a creator of beautiful things.

[ricky-mortis]

A portrait of Sir John Herschel because I‘m normal about Pulp Musicals

[beescake]

@heydevi bro...... fellow understander...... still not over ur gmod solkat theyre so hrhgrbhggfngh 🥺🤲

[triglycercule]

idea. since askdusttale answered an ask about where dust got his determination from (because dust has SOME determination just so he can remember the timelines and keep going against the human) and said it was totally up to personal interpretation on how he got his determination. so so so like what if what if dusttale's player did something similar to something new's player and changed dust's code to give him determination??? so dust and killer COULD BOTH had their codes tampered with??? the parallels would be INSANE. they both started off as sans and got their codes tampered with by the player but dust and killer went on two opposite paths. dust out of his own voalition decided to go against the human but killer had to team up with the human no choice at all. the opposite parallels go CRAZY oh god im tweaking

killer doesn't know exactly (since i forgot whether or not he can see codes or something like that. i swear there was an image of him describing fell and swap's code and then his own) but he can SENSE that something's off. something's different about dust that he doesn't quite know about. maybe it gets him to ask a bunch of questions that dust is definitely not open to answering because jesus man mind your own damn business but the question that really sets killer off is the way dust answers when he asks "so if you have determination then how did you get it?" and dust just shrugs his shoulders and said that one day he suddenly remembered the resets and then that's when he got it (and then goes back to mumbling to phantom paps or wtvr) and killer's just like. zomg. a sudden change in behavior or mentality that seemingly has no apparent reason related to the human???? like like like when he suddenly had to agree with the player despite literally never wanting to????? killer is over thinking the implications behind this

meanwhile dust is just annoyed now because killer keeps on following him. he keeps asking him strange questions. wtf why is the guy asking to see his SOUL that's incredibly personal???? he just wants to be left alone man he has no idea what's going on

[mattiebluebird]

something something Duke started his training arc right before Tim died, meaning for most of that year he & Bruce were both grieving; Bruce having completely lost his son (there wasn't even a body) and Duke having functionally lost his parents (they're there but they're not there)