#i swear i'm going to write it

[lazylittledragon]

if i had a nickel for every au spawned from twitter that i SWORE i was going to be normal about

[chalkrub]

so i remembered daily comic day this year and i am paying for it

[halohalona]

Beanie

in which you crochet a cat beanie to match Logan's hair

Logan Howlett x reader

i decided to turn this into an imagine instead of a fic cause there's nothing much to it, and the idea is pretty much straight to the point. i wanted to add a picture of the beanie but i'm still making it and i could not wait to post this.

not beta read, this is the first thing I've written in a long while, so bear with me

warnings: none, just fluff cause we need more fluff with this man

"What's that?"

"Oh, it's something I've been working on." You say as you finish the last of the stitches that join the two edges of the crochet rectangle you made. "It’s a cat beanie."

"Hate to break it to you, bub, but It doesn't look much like a cat."

"Just wait." You put the beanie on your head the top corners standing up on the sides of your head. "See? It looks like cat ears! It reminds me so much of your hair, I thought to make one so we could match."

A small smile formed on Logan's lips, finding the sentiment endearing. "Cute."

[thoughtfulfelony]

ok I'm just gonna elaborate on my opinion that the remake of "Cloudy…with a chance of murder" is The Most Evil And Fucked Up Thing Psych Creators Could Ever Do Because Of The Bike Scene Removal y'all remember the "I've been thinking about getting a car" speech right. But let's take a step back and talk about the bike.

The bike symbolizes Shawn's freedom, independence, and in the "Cloudy…" it is implicitly taken by his own father ( which I'm letting go. for now), and in the end a bunch of people prepared to get it back for Shawn, but who gets there first? Lassiter. And it would be SO easy to play it off by having Lassie say something like "I got you your bike back so you could drive the fuck away from my police station", or "you helped me out before so I feel obligated to repay you, now we're even", but no. Lassie's reaction is genuine embarrassment when people found out he got the bike, because it was purely a nice gesture. A nice gesture for Shawn, whom he "hates". So what I'm saying is. metaphorically. Lassiter gives Shawn back all the independence and freedom, because despite all Shawn's antics, he sees him and accepts him for who he is, with all his bullshit, doesn't fall for his lies and literally embraces the deception and rolls with it for eight more seasons, with occasional Gotta Call Him On His Bullshit To Keep Him In Shape. This scene encapsulates the progress of the dynamic between Lassie and Shawn and it's the foundation for their future relationship, where they know they can trust and rely on each other, despite everything. So again, removing it in the remake was a literal crime against humanity and me specifically because it basically erases part of Lassie's character

[blinksalot]

what's the deal with airline food(i am found dead underneath tournament temple city)

[seokminfilm]

hands 🪄 lee seokmin

🤍 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🤍 warnings, non-idol au, fluff, established relationship, boyfriend seokmin, kissing, skinship, suggestive if you squint (seokmin moans from having his fingertips kissed but nothing more), reader is in love with seokmin's hands, whiny seokmin, seokmin calls reader baby, reader calls seokmin his nicknames (seok, minnie)

🤍 summary, your boyfriend had such pretty hands.

🤍 author's note, this fic came from that one comment my mom made on a inside svt video with seokmin in it ("even his hands are well manicured") 😭 sigh even my mom realizes how dreamy seokmin is jfsjkdsfjkflsd anyways i'll stop goodbye 🚶

🤍 now playing, oh my! (seventeen)

🤍 word count, 532 | for @kstrucknet, @maestro-net

"you have such pretty hands, seok." you suddenly say, fingers running over seokmin's soft knuckles.

the two of you sat on the couch, seokmin's eyes currently trained on the movie playing on the tv in front of him. he chuckled at something said in the scene, and then turned his attention to you, face in a confused expression as he apologizes. "i'm sorry baby, i didn't hear you. what did you say?"

giggling softly, you peck seokmin's cheek, eliciting a smile from him as you repeat yourself. "your hands─they're very pretty."

and they were very pretty─seokmin's soft hands had stayed wrapped around yours the whole movie, and you couldn't help but glance down at his warm grip, studying his slender fingers and the way they softly pressed against your skin. you wanted to kiss them, if you were being truthful: you wanted to kiss seokmin's fingertips really badly, pressing soft, tiny kisses to each finger.

"awww, thank you, baby," seokmin's not paying attention to the movie anymore, watching you play with his fingers, twisting the promise ring on his middle finger as you watch it glisten in the television's light.

"i want to kiss them." you say again, and seokmin flushes red, chuckling as his voice mixes with the television. "you want to what?"

"i wanna kiss your fingertips, min." the tiny whine in your voice and sparkles in your eyes nearly makes seokmin lose his mind right there, and he sighs, shaking his head as he nods.

"go ahead, baby. kiss my fingertips." seokmin says the sentence with a hint of dominance, and it makes your face turn red, smiling softly as you take his hand to your lips, kissing each fingertip softly.

seokmin's lost sight of everything he should have been focusing on─a plot twist was happening on the screen right now, and he swore he could hear the coffee machine in the kitchen stopping, but couldn't bring himself to get up.

his cheeks were flaring up at your softness, reveling in the way you'd let your soft lips gently touch his manicured fingertips, and the tiny moans and sighs were proof of it. you, on the other hand, were on cloud nine─seokmin's eyes were shut as he let his head fall back in the plushness of the couch. his lips were parted in a tiny "o", and he whined a bit before you pulled away.

"your fingertips taste good." you say after a few more kisses, and seokmin sighs, face a blaring red now as he glares at you.

"i think you're saying that because i just embarrassed myself in front of you." seokmin mumbles to himself, and you chuckle, falling into his chest as you shake your head.

"no, they do taste really good! like caramel." you sigh, and seokmin chuckles, laughter spilling past his plump lips as he sighs heavily. you and him both know he was snacking on caramel popcorn before you two had started the movie─now you were just stating obvious facts to make seokmin laugh at you.

"you're such a dork, baby," he mutters, and you nod, laughing as you scrunch your nose at a kiss seokmin places on your forehead.

"your dork, yeah."

[chimeride]

[beanghostprincess]

A bit tired of people complaining about Sanji's principle of "not hitting women" being misogynistic when it has been clearly stated multiple times that he does not choose it and it's heavily tied to his trauma and admiration for his dad and respect for women and definitely not from seeing women as somehow weaker than him

[covenofthearticulate]

i had a thought: imagine louis falls asleep first because he’s the weakest and the baby and armand reads his thoughts as he dreams and then yaps to lestat right over louis’ head 😭

MWAH MWAH MWAH kissing u on the cheeks as we speak!!!! this is delicious i'm sobbing!!! since we're both going through it I wrote a lil something as a treat bc we deserve it <3

"He's dreaming of you," Armand mumbles into the nest of unkempt black hair.

From the pillow, on the other side of their sleeping lover, Lestat looks up from his phone. Like a pantomime, the expression shifts from surprised to curious to doubtful, before landing on the final fixed look of pure spite that crinkles his brow and stiffens his lip.

"He is not," Lestat frowns. "Liar."

He is always this way when he's afraid. Like a cornered wolf, snapping at any hand that might offer kindness.

And perhaps he is right to be afraid, Armand thinks, as he rests one hand over Louis' chest, feels the rise and fall of it as the mortal sleep pulls him under like the gentle lull of the ocean waves. Perhaps it is a gift, the severance between maker and fledgling. Perhaps the ugly things in Louis' head are better left unsaid.

That won't stop Armand, though.

"He's dreaming of you at the chess board with your father."

If there is any color left behind from the hunt, it immediately drains from Lestat's face. There's a sharp pain in his eyes for just a moment, one singular earth-shattering moment, before he glazes right over, and turns his attention back to his phone.

"...oh."

"You're yelling at him."

Armand doesn't know why he's digging further. He likes to dig, likes to press on Lestat's old wounds because sometimes it is the only way to see the real creature hiding behind the facade, because it makes him feel less alone, knowing there is someone else in this wide world who is every bit as broken and wretched as he is.

"Enough."

"Oh, but he loves you, even now," Armand continues to murmur, soft and low, against the crown of Louis' head. "He loves the curl of your hair, and the shape of your calves. Even the flash of your fangs as you tell your father to go to hell. He feels sorry for you."

"I said ENOUGH, Armand."

When he looks up, finally, there is a rage in Lestat's eyes. It's an old flame of anger, and yet it makes Lestat look so devastatingly young.

"Why are you telling me this?" Lestat breathes.

"Because you are the center of his universe," Armand snaps, and undercurrent is clear: ungrateful, ungrateful, ungrateful.

"I don't want to be." Something quivers in the back of Lestat's throat as he speaks. "I never wanted to hurt him, I never wanted—"

"And yet he dreams of you still."

Silence, for a moment.

And the longer Armand's words hang in the air, the more Lestat begins to recognize the jealousy seeping into each syllable.

"I want him to dream about us," Lestat finally sighs.

All Armand does is nod, close his eyes and inhale a breath as if he might pick up some lingering scent from the long dead flesh cuddled between them. And as he begins to gently exhale, Louis makes a small noise, a soft groan, and shifts ever so slightly so that his toes bump against Lestat's leg.

Lestat hates that he cannot know the cause of that noise, and for a moment he considers swallowing his pride simply to ask Armand to play conduit, to slide the blade between his ribs just once more—

But before he can speak, he feels the gentle press of Armand inside of his head, like a warm summer breeze, and once he opens the door, allows the battlements to crumble down, he can hear it like a relentless pulse:

Dream of us, dearest. Dream of us. No more sorrow. We are here, now. Dream of us.

And the world seems so warm and so small, suddenly, as Lestat allows himself to sink down into it, to be guided by Armand through the dreamscape in his lover's head. The three of them, tucked away in a venerable library deep in the heart of New York. The three of them, in the box at the opera. In the snow-covered trails of Auvergne, the moonlit streets of Paris, the ocean-kissed air of California...yes, the three of them, in all their many iterations, always finding their way home to one another over and over again.

A yawn creeps it's way up into Lestat as he shifts under the covers. He wraps his arm around Louis, rests his hand on Armand's shoulder.

And when he closes his eyes, he dreams of the three of them, too.

[becca-e-barnes]

Sub Bucky and a breeding kink 💀 dead unlived it's one of my favourite things 😌

This is pretty high up there on my list of dream fantasies 🥵 these are two of my biggest weaknesses, don't even look at me rn

One of life's greatest joys is cuddling with the other person's head resting on your chest so you can play with their hair and rub their shoulders. I love that shit, having someone else's body weight on you is so comforting.

I imagine that's something Bucky would really enjoy too. It's so soft and sweet and tender and getting to feel cared for would really appeal to him.

But that's up until his hands work their way under your top, up over your bare skin so he's able to cup your breasts and bury his face between them while he's getting his hair played with. Life's pleasures don't get much simpler than that.

After a few moments he shifts slightly, tugging the neckline of your shirt out of the way to give himself space to kiss and nip your skin. All of a sudden he's desperate and it's beautiful to watch.

"Please." He whispers between frantic kisses, flicking his tongue over the stiff peak of your nipple before engulfing it with his warm, eager mouth.

"Please, what?" You tease, tugging on his hair just a little for emphasis.

He groans, frustrated by his own lack of coherence, pulling his mouth from your nipple. "Please let me put a baby in you."

That's not what you were expecting but fuck, he makes it sound pretty appealing.

"Bucky-" You begin but he cuts you off, giving your other nipple the same attention as he gave the first. God, that's distracting.

"You'd make. Such. A pretty. Mommy." He whispers, kissing his way down your body until he reaches the bottom seam of your top. From there, he pulls it off, letting it fall to the floor before removing the rest of your clothes.

"You'd look so pretty with a little baby bump." His huge hand rests on your bare tummy, imaging how your body would change.

"I want it, Buck." You mean it too. It doesn't sound like such a bad idea when he's taking his clothes off.

"I know you want it." He groans, rubbing the tip of his dick against your soaked core. "Y-you're so wet."

He presses his hips forward, sliding inside you and you can't explain it but you swear it feels different this time.

"Don't even think about pulling out." You cup his face in your hands, keeping his eyes on you and you almost worry he's going to fuck himself senseless into you. "I want you to make me a mommy. You're going to give me every single drop of cum and when it starts to drip out of me, you're going to fuck it back in."

His head falls onto your shoulder, sobbing a pathetic moan against your already hot skin. The pace of his thrusts matches his need, his hips slamming into yours and when he finally gives in, he cums inside you with your legs clamped around his waist, making sure he couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.

[burningcheese-merchant]

Hanahaki burningcheese. Cheese lives in denial long-term while Burning Spice lives in denial short-term. Like.

BS suddenly coughing up a storm , spits out flowers like yellow peonies and thinks " must be the spices " ( the spice has never bothered him ) . impromptu beast meeting , he consults the guy that holds knowledge and first thing the guy says is "that's definitely hanahaki my guy " "oh that's what i thought then , do i go for her" and he goes for her anyways ( happy ending , woohoo ) ( or is it )

GC however , i think , will be extremely petrified that she even has this illness , how does the almighty one even fall in love ? Burdocks or daffodils ( im not truly well-versed in flowers meanings... ) sitting silently on her jam filled hands... It'll probably take a looong time before she accept who it is , the process of elimination is easy. As for whether or not she'll go for him... I think that'll depends on whatever happens

Hold on... You are cooking something... Something delightful...

BS spits up a few petals the very first time he sees GC, from afar, when he's stuck inside the tree still. Each glance he steals of her after that, he coughs up more and more. When they meet, and fight, and she defeats him, THEN he starts choking on and vomiting whole flowers. He never understood what it was, but tried to brush it off, like you said- until it became too uncomfortable, too painful, even for him. He goes to Shadow Milk for answers; thankfully, he has one on hand. A curse/disease brought by unrequited love, huh? And the cure is to confess and have it be reciprocated? Alright, then. Easy.

... Except it's not. He's not that foolish. Golden Cheese would rather strike him dead than even acknowledge his love for her, never mind return it. So he tries to be clever, and outwit the disease by pursuing her without ever directly stating his feelings; this way, they can grow closer and she can overcome her negativity towards him and fall in love with him naturally. Then, when her heart is well and truly in his possession, he'll confess for real. She'll reciprocate, and the curse will be broken. Sure, it hurts, and it hurts a bit more each day. But he's no stranger to pain; he's got a masochistic streak in him, anyway, especially in relation to his little bird. He can handle it. He'll just wipe his face and hands so he isn't covered in blood all the time. He's immortal, he has time to woo her, the disease can't REALLY hurt or kill him... Right?

You're right, Golden Cheese is in denial. Just like Burning Spice, she has no knowledge of this mystery affliction; but UNLIKE him, she seeks help immediately. Pure Vanilla delivers the same catastrophic news (to her, anyway) as Shadow Milk did to Burning Spice. But he doesn't know who it's for/about, and neither does she... or she tries to pretend she doesn't know. So desperate is she to avoid the truth that she makes a complete fool of herself and confesses to everyone she knows EXCEPT the actual object of her affection and affliction. It gets worse every day - when they meet, it worsens almost tenfold - but the hand her pride has wrapped around her heart is simply too strong. She can't admit something like that to HIM. It's preposterous! It's blasphemy! What would it do to her reputation? What would her subjects, her friends, the world think of her for loving a Beast? What would it do to her self-image? Her self-esteem? (... What if he says no? What if he rejects her? What if he takes her heart and grinds it to dust in his hands, cackling and cruelly mocking her as she cries her tears of heartbreak? She... She can't handle that. And she won't.

She won't say anything. She never will. Even if it hurts her. Even if it kills her...

[outer-andromeda]

HELLO!!! I'd love to know what Ava was like prior to Safe Haven incident, was she any different? Did she have a particularly noteworthy relationship with either Doey or Kissy (or even some of the other Bigger Bodies in Safe Haven prior to the game starting like Dogday or Hoppy) before the Safe Haven incident? Were there any other survivors (even if they don't come into play for the story)?

HAI GOOSE :DDD How’s it going. 👉😎👉

Alright, let’s get into this one by one.

1. What was Ava like prior to the Safe Haven incident ? Was she any different?

In some ways, she was different! She was a little less… Grumpy? More joyful?

She’s always been this sort of annoyed-looking little fella, and has a bit of a hard time fitting in with the other critters (and it showed, I mean, a Hoppy Hopscotch that isn’t optimistic nor energetic? That was strange). So she’d usually just spend her time hanging around Doey, because he was the only one that seemed to want to talk to her out of everyone else. 

It always felt especially lonely whenever he went out to get supplies. 

2. Did she have a particularly noteworthy relationship with either Doey or Kissy (or even some of the other Bigger Bodies in Safe Haven prior to the game starting like Dogday or Hoppy) before the Safe Haven incident?

I think she only really stuck to Doey all the time. She liked Kissy and Hoppy but never really interacted with them as much.

She enjoyed Dogday’s company the most though. So you can imagine how devastated she was when he was taken away. 

That… incident might’ve also played a big part in how and who she’d get attached to. Better be careful as to not get her little heart shattered again, y’know? You never know who would be next.

Doey is the strongest of them all, and while she knows there's still a chance anything could happen to him as well... She's more certain he'll be alright.

3. Were there any other survivors (even if they don’t come into play for the story)?

I’ve never really mentioned it here, but yes! Some Smiling Critters from Safe Haven managed to find shelter before it got destroyed. Some Nightmare Critters that are still alive join them so they’re just kind of wandering around carefully.

As for upper areas, most of the toys encountered in the Game Station are alive ! Or at least they managed to escape Mommy Long Legs’ webs and are also kind of wandering around. Bunzo and PJ are scratched but okay, and some mini Huggies are as well, though some uh… met their demise at Mommy’s hands.

[seokminfilm]

yellow ── lee seokmin

🤍 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🤍 warnings, non-idol au, fluff, domestic/established relationship, boyfriend seokmin, kissing, spooning, waking up together, reader calls seokmin 'seok'

🤍 summary, yellow was the color that reminded you of seokmin.

🤍 author's note, wanted to write something soft and who else to do it with other than seokmin??? thought of yellow by coldplay and immediately had the urge to write so here we are 💗

🤍 now playing, yellow (coldplay)

🤍 word count, 645 | for @kstrucknet, @maestro-net

the warm sun spills through the linen curtains of your bedroom, painting your sheets in a yellow light. seokmin's tanned hands are wrapped around your waist, pressing you into his body as he continues to quietly snore.

you blinked slowly, savoring the feeling of your boyfriend's hands on your body as the sun danced on your skin. it's quiet in seokmin's apartment, birds singing a catchy song outside as if to give you a song to wake up to. it makes you smile lazily, sleep still lingering in your body.

yesterday night was the first time you had gone home with seokmin; the two of you had suggested that you would take it slow for the first month of your relationship, and you had—seokmin always made sure to take you home after the two of you hung out, no matter how late it was. he promised to let you stay over when you were ready.

after the two of you had come home from a wonderful candlelit dinner and hung out at his house for a bit, seokmin prepared to take you home, seeing how tired you were getting.

"you ready to go home?" seokmin strokes the top of your head softly, pressing a warm kiss to your forehead as you shake your head.

"can i sleep here tonight? only if it's okay with you." your voice has a hint of shyness to it, and rightfully so—it would be the first time you asked seokmin to sleep with him, in his bed.

seokmin's beautiful brown eyes widen at your request, and the smile that comes on his features makes your whole body warm up with love. "of course you can."

and that's how you got here, cradled in seokmin's muscled arms as he finally starts to stir. he groans slightly, body shifting with yours as his warm breath fans your ear. seokmin's thighs are cold, pressing against yours as his shorts ride up his legs just slightly.

you can't see him, as your back is turned to him, but you can imagine the cute sleepiness in his features. you can imagine seokmin's slightly pursed lips, bed-head hair, and scrunched-up nose easily.

"good morning." seokmin's voice is soft, still warming up from disuse. he squeezes you a little tighter in what you think seems to be a sleepy hug, smiling against your neck as he buries his face in it.

"hi, seok." you smile, hands falling down to seokmin's slender fingers to hold. you can feel the outline of his promise ring on his middle finger, and it makes you proud, pride swelling up in your chest.

"did you sleep okay? was everything how you wanted it?" seokmin asks softly, a surprise kiss landing on your neck as you sigh happily.

"of course it was, seok. i was sleeping with you for the first time—i couldn't be happier," you let your eyes flutter shut again, feeling seokmin's lips turn into a smile as he chuckles lowly.

"i'm so glad you decided to stay with me last night," he says, voice finally starting to warm up as he adjusts his position once more.

"i'm glad i stayed too, seok." you open your eyes again, yellow haze greeting your vision as the wind softly beats against the window. everything feels like a dream, having your boyfriend spoon you in his bed on a friday morning for the first time ever.

"wanna sleep in a little more? i'm still kind of tired," you ask softly, laughing as you hear a tiny snore from seokmin, answering your question quickly as you let your eyes flutter shut once more.

"mmh....just an hour longer," seokmin answers about five minutes later, hearing your tiny breaths as he kisses your shoulder one more time before falling asleep with you spooned up in his arms, happy to finally have you beside him.

[aihaloos]

Tempted to write a replaced au twst fic where Yuu (or alternatively, I'll use my Yuu, Riyuu, who is basically who I'm writing this for) used to be the cutest girl around, the cheery one who's always around everyone, the one you can't seem to dislike even if your crush falls for her because she earnestly says sorry (even though it's not her fault) and will always help you out if you need her back in her old school. But one day, a new girl comes around and her whole reputation got destroyed. She helps the new girl adjust, tells her all the rumours and introduces her to all the popular kids. But the girl ends up backstabbing her, telling the popular girls rumours about how she intentionally plays up the act to steal their crushes to her, and lies to the boys, telling them she's just playing with their hearts and that she's a horrible person.

Yuu ends up alone and excluded, being seen as "annoying" and only having a few close friends who doesn't really interact with her in public in fear of their reputation being ruined. She ends up miserable at school, and wishes to not go anymore. But one day comes a saving grace, she gets whisked by a mysterious black carriage into Twisted Wonderland, or more specifically, Night Raven College. She doesn't mind working if it meant she doesn't have to deal with her old school, there was still 1 and a half years left of school and she doesn't want to deal with all ghe group projects to be assigned that will inevitably end with everyone not wanting to team up with her. Plus, as annoying Grim is, he's like the animal friend all of the anime and storybook protagonists she knows has, and she doesn't mind him too much.

Some things did change after she and Grim got officially enrolled, but she had no problem adapting to the social expectations of the world, part time jobs with Sam -- and occasionally the canteen -- paid enough to get her tools for cooking basic but delicious food, and new friends without the weight of her past helped her get settled comfortably.

The existence of Overblots stunned her for a bit, but a peek into Riddle and Leona's memories helped her understand the concept, even if just a little. However, things began to change eerily simlarly to her old school when a new girl comes, also in a similar position to her, getting transported to a new, unfamilliar world, and seemingly hailing from a similar world to the Earth she knows. She warmly welcomes her, eager to finally befriend another girl, but it seems that the girl does not share the same enthusiasm.

The girl only barely responds to Yuu's attempts at forming a friendship, and always seems to talk her in a condescending way, and often dismisses her, and especially so whenever there are any boys around.

Yuu will not deny any statements claiming she's an attention seeker or that she plays up her sweet innocent girl act, but she knows to never, ever sacrifice a bystander for it. But if someone insists on war with her... well that's another, different story. She's learnt her lesson of being overly optimistic, and she will not make the same mistake twice. She will not let her make her life a living hell more than it already is with Crowley's irresponsibleness.

Aaand thus begins the story. Or well, however you wanna continue it. I'm honestly in favour of most Housewardens (Kalim, Vil, and Idia in particular. I'll put my reasoning in a few paragraphs down) Adeuce, Tweels, and Ortho for team Yuu. Why?

Well, first of all, Adeuce. This is mostly because the duo is like. with Yuu since Day 1, as much of a bitch as Ace is, I think those two are the most likely to trust and know Yuu well enough to not believe the lies R (< Replacer) tells. Especially Deuce, he doesn't want to betray a friend he knew for quite a while, that would not be very honor student-like of him!! And she helped him out in a lot of situations too! He doesn't want to hurt you after all the trouble you go through to help him, and also knowing how horrible your living conditions are. Ace would most likely give in to peer pressure if the student body is overwhelmingly in favour of R, but as of now, he maybe enjoys your company just a bit more than R. Just a bit, promise.

Tweels I feel like is self-explanatory. Those two are perceptive as fuck istg it scares me. Jade especially. I feel like the two would just toy with R for a bit despite her facade and lies before dropping her after she bothers them for attention and favours one too many times.

(Ortho ties in with Idia so I'll explain him in Idia's paragraph)

Kalim is actually very emotionally intelligent. He can come off annoying and stupid, but from all the scenes I see of him, he's actually really good at dealing with people. Have you seen how he deals with the Scarabia residents after Jamil's OB??? The way he phrases his sentences?? He didn't force or even plead with them to forgive Jamil, he simply asks them to wait before making permanent judgements, and I think he's gonna be uncomfy with how condescendingly R talks to Yuu, and even if he's used to people going after him for money, I feel like R mostly eyeing him for money and how she "secretly" sighs in annoyance everytime she goes out of the party for a "bathroom break" will only solidify his dislike/discomfort, even if he doesn't show it.

Vil is also kind of self-explanatory if you read into his character and not just the shell the official English localization makes for him. (I could rant for hours about how the official tl portrays his character istg. He's hardworking and he actually didn't attempt to poison Neige out of pure jealousy, he did it because he felt like all his efforts to be beautiful will never be able to surpass Neige, who, in his eyes, always seemed to be innocent and naturally beautiful. He feels like the villain in Neige's story. He feels like he is reduced to what he often plays as, a snobbish, overconfident villain obsessed with overthrowing the hero. And because of it, it became a twisted self-fulfilling prophecy, pushing him to, in a fit of despair, be that same villain everyone sees him as.) I really don't think he will take well to R's condescension to Yuu, who genuinely wants to befriend R. (I actually have a whole thing in my head where Yuu and Vil occasionally have sleepovers where they do skincare together after the whole VDC thing happened. I feel like this is also a "vent sesh" of sorts for the both of them, just to air out their grievances without much seriousness, and I think Yuu would admit to wanting a fellow girl in the school that she could befriend, since no matter what, being the only girl can be exhausting.) Ik Vil's not a girl but he is such a girls' girl istg.

Idia... this mostly ties into Ortho and The STYX Incident, but like,, I think we can all agree on this one,, Idia is smart and capital V Very pessimistic. Would you rather trust the girl you've known for a while, who saw your memories, who helped you in awkward social situations when she can and is besties with your brother or some random new girl who trash talks said girl behind her back? The former, right? Plus, even if Yuu did only hang out with him and his brother because she likes to secretly laugh at him behind his back, there's mo guarantee R wouldn't do the same, given his experience. And he would rather have someone who actively helps him and his brother out than someone who wouldn't.

I didn't put Malleus in because of how canon him actually treats Yuu. I feel like the fandom kind of put on rose-tinted glasses on with his character, and kind of ignored some things like, idk... him just leaving them to fend for themselves homeless during Octavinelle... maybe he thought Crowley would offer them a place to stay but like... I'm still bothered by how didn't atleast offer a spare room in Diasomnia. He's a housewarden goddamnit. He's not as distant or scary as the rumours say but like. still rubbed me the wrong way.

Anyways I don't think my attention span will let me write it to completion so if anyone likes this and wants to write it feel free. Pls tag me if you do tho. I would love to read it :3

[arttsuka]

When there's the tragic siblings trope right there but everyone else is too laser focused on the toxic yaoi to care 😔

[greenninjagal-blog]

So for your God Janus Paladin Virgil au, how does the kiss a day work?

Cause all I can imagine is like, day 1 of knowing this guy the rest of the sides see him kiss this ethereal being that then just leaves, then Virgil goes about business as usual-

Hi! Welcome to my favorite mechanic of this au!

Virgil constantly pushes off and procrastinates giving Janus his kiss until its as close to midnight as Janus will allow without taking matters into his own hands. Virgil's okay with it as long as the others are asleep and Virgil is the one keeping watch because he's embarrassed and does not want to deal with the twins knowing literally anything about this.

Janus, meanwhile, cares only enough to know this is something that Virgil is passionate about so he plays along. He hangs out with the others as a snake, and Virgil allows everyone to believe that Janus is his familiar/pet through the power of just never correcting them. They have no clue for the LONGEST time that Janus is actually an Ancient Evil Eldritch God that was sealed away for all eternity.

And of course its Remus who figures it out first.