#i truly tried looking for the actor's name but there wasn't one

[remember-the-fanfics]

Gen-Z!Overlord!Reader

• Died at 18, been in hell for a few years.

• Came in after Alastor disappeared, just before Vaggie showed up.

• You were never one to follow what everyone else did. Killing, drugs, theft, or porn.

• Kept to yourself for a few months, getting use to being dead and in hell.

• Accidentally became an Overlord after you killed one in self defense.

"In my defense, she was like super creepy and an asshole. A big one."

• The souls were free but you kept your new territory nice so they didn't leave.

• You made jobs and kept the housing in better shape, only made deals to help souls.

• Gave them a job, house, and protection. You give them a limit of a few years of the deal and if they don't mind it, they can renew it.

"Well I don't want to force them to do something, its rude."

• In return, they keep your territory nice, clean, and less violent than most. Work the jobs you made and protect your little town.

• There's been occasions were you trade souls to other overlords, either the soul did something against them or just an asshole.

• The time on the contract would restart

• To every other overlord, you are a child with a knife and to much power.

• You demolished another overlord because they thought you were weak and tried to destroy you territory.

"You ass eatting bitch-"

• You let others fight for new open territory because you're fine with what you have.

• Panicked when you got invited to an Overlord meeting.

• Apparently you had enough power to be one, then you realized you actually were one.

• It was awkward to meet the most of the overlords. Not knowing who you were to begin with.

"This is for overlords only."

"Oh, I'm (Y/n). I got invited."

• Chatted with Rosie before and after it.

• Camilla likes how you run your territory but you seem so young.

• Did apologized afterwards, introducing you to her daughters, apparently you were around the same age.

• Zestial wanted to know how you took over you territory, interested on how you did it.

• You've only meet Velvette because you need some clothes. She recognized you as the up and coming overlord.

• Throwing the clothes you had in your hands away, saying you need to be in the best lastest trend of clothes.

• You were now stuck having a fashion show as she decided what look good on you.

• While not enjoying all the clothes she had you try on, you kept being nice having conversation when she wasn't yelling at everyone else.

• Velvette learned that you were around the same age so she decided that you were acquainted enough to have her number.

• Apparently it wasn't optional for you.

• You brought back way to much clothes for one person, atleast now you have style.

• Chaotic neutral energy

• Charlie meet you after she heard that you improved a part of hell, wasn't expecting someone so young looking.

"Dying just after I turned 18 just means I look young forever."

• Laughing at your own dark humor.

"Ha...ha.

• Charlie did not find it as funny.

• Told you about the hotel idea and you were right on board.

• Thought it was a good way to stick it to the man and help people.

• Vaggie was surprised when Charlie brought back a child.

• More surprised that you're the Overlord that Charlie wanted to meet with.

• Definitely said Vaggie's name wrong for the first time reading it.

• Meeting Angel Dust after he decided to crash at the hotel.

• Not knowing what he was known for but definitely heard his name from someone.

"You're a kind of actor?"

"Of the sorts."

• After you heard what he was famous for.

"Well, he'll do him and I'll do me but never do each other."

• There was an awkward silence of confusion from everyone.

• Having to explain every reference you make.

• Vaggie made jar for everytime you make a dark joke.

• Charlie has asked you why you were in hell. You shrugged, never living a truly bad life but probably just too chaotic for heaven to handle.

• You leave every few days to check back in your little town to make sure everything was running smoothly.

• You know when something happens, feeling the souls you own in a panic.

• Having to let everyone remember why you were in charge a couple of times.

• Either with your words or actions.

• Luckily Rosie just adores your mannerisms and how you don't completely turn away from her with what or who she eats.

"You could say the food was to die for!"

• She finds your dark humor funny.

• So she keeps an eye out for you, sending letters to you every few days.

• You vist her every other week to just chat, she tells you about easy territories that you could get. You say you would rather show up some punks than have more responsibility with more souls.

• Offers food everytime, you say no thanks everytime.

• Rosie would tell you all the tea about the other overlords or her own town.

• Yay! You have an allie with an another overlord by being friends.

• Also with offering truly worse souls sometimes. On a rare occasion.

• Rosie knowing when you offer a soul to her, she would take her time with it. Enjoying every bite.

• Anyway- Sinners would come up to asking for deal when they are completely down on their luck.

• But whats following a couple of rules for free house and job.

• You give them enough warning before you would shake hands then saying you would know if they even thought of fucking your shit up.

• Putting an add for Charlie's hotel in your territory.

• Charlie almost hugged you to death after seeing it.

• When Alastor showed up, the two of you would have a intense staring contest.

• He wasn't expecting another overlord here, oh wait, you're new.

• Alastor not actually taking the hotel serious, pissed you off but he was more powerful.

• Charlie having to keep you and Vaggie from trying to fight him.

"I didn't know there was a new overlord! Charmed to meet you. Whose territory was up for grab?"

"She was a bitch-."

"I know who exactly you speak of, that's good. She never had any manners."

• Watching him summon Husk and Niffty and was shocked.

• Tried it and summoned one of your workers.

• Excited that it worked! Apologetic for interrupting their day.

"Ah ha! It worked! Oh shit it worked! Sorry!"

• You and Niffty vibe on a similar level. Charmingly violent.

• Vaggie has to make sure either of you give the other one a bad idea to do.

• Husk question your age when you went to the bar. Making you do the math.

"Well I died at 18, it's been a few years so old enough."

• Gave you a hard drink which you spit out after tasting.

• You decide hard alcohol wasn't for you.

• Knowing how technology was when you died making you the most technical advance Sinners in the hotel.

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That's enough for now, just a thought I had when working.

[petew21-blog]

Just a party, part 3

"Number 14 and 16"

"Guess it's you and me again." Ben took my hand and we went to the room we were assigned"

We left Ezra and Jason back there. Poor Jason, he was really fed up with Ezra. Hope he'll survive the night in that pip squeak body.

We opened the door of the room. I went on the bed. Ben right down next to me

It was awfully quiet. We wanted to have a party, we were overworked, stressed and probably needed a drink to loosen up a bit. We knew immediately that we both felt the same way. And we headed to the bar of the building.

The emplyees were serving us, asking about our needs and desires. Creepy but somehow nice. I bet the studio must have pay a massive ammount to get us to this event. But they all say that this one even is worth working for Hollywood. It fullfills you.

"You know, we didn't have much time to explore our bodies by ourselves before. With the Comic Con and so on, giving out all the autographs. I'm pretty sure that all the fans that will try to sell stuff with 'your' signature are gonna be pretty sad. I tried to perfect your signature Henry, but it still looks like someone else did it."

"Even better then. Those who really appreciate it get to keep it anyway and the ones trying to sell won't be as succesfull'

"Henry? You know I'm now the one wearing SUPERMAN's body? You don't have to act like him all the time."

"I don't honestly. I am just being polite most of the time. A decent human being."

"How about you show me how my BATMAN body looks like? You know what? Let's call each other by the name of our bodies, ok? To make the experience worth it. I wanna know what it feels like to be you"

"Ok then HENRY, now I wanna show you now what it truly feels like to FEEL that SUPERMAN body"

Henry in Ben's body lowered down to give Ben a head. He unzipped his pants and took out the beautiful hard cock he was already familiar with:"I think it looks even better from this angle" And the he took it in his mouth

It might have been the fact that I knew my cock so well. The way it responded to my tongue circling around the top, sucking his balls made me sure I was making Ben feel good. But I can't let him cum yet.

Suddenly my phone rang. I just looked up at him. He only winked at me and picked up.

"Hey, this is... HENRY Cavill. Sure, I got time. New TV series? The Witcher? I am not sure about that"

I looked at him aggresively. Playing Witcher is my dream, he can't deny them.

"Jeez. Ok, I really want it. When do we start? Ok, thanks. No, I can't talk that long, there is something I need to take care of. Bye."

My blow job was coming to an end. Then I stopped. Can't let him finish that easily.

"Please, go on!"

"Can't do that HENRY! You got an ass to breed. And I wanna have fun too"

I took his hand and dragged him to the entrance hall.

"The room is too far, let's go to one of the closests, I wanna fuck you there."

We took the first door on the right. Passionately making out on the way. Ben pushed me against one of the lockers. Wait, that wasn't a closet. We must have entered the lockers of the employees. We kept on going.

Suddenly we noticed voices from a room around the corner. We stopped and I showed Ben a finger on my lips to shush him. We went closer to get to hear them

"All right. As I have said before, we are now on the full capacity of our guests. They are very busy right now. Each and every one of you has an envelope with a name of the actor or other famous person they get to swap with today. For those of you who haven't read it, the reason of the swap is the Writers and actors strike. You will get a brand new life of a popular person, their money in exchange for absolute loyalty and diacretion about the swap. I am deeply sorry to everyone who wanted to go back to their bodies sometimes in the future, but we have to get rid of them. The actors in your bodies can't let anyone know about this. Is anyone against this?" nobody responded which led us to believe that they agreed"

"Ok. We now have 48 minutes until the door of the rooms get locked completely, sealing our guests inside making it easier for us. We will be going over some details with each and everyone of you. Starting with Miguel who will be receiving Henry Cavil's body..."

I looked in shock at Ben in my body. He was also horrified about what we just heard.

"We have to warn everyone!" Ben said to me

Suddenly a manly voice above us said very calmly:"Haha. But we won't let you, gentlemen" the man above us was Chris Hemsworth, holding a taser. Something was telling me, that Chris wasn't the one controlling his body anymore, or the one of his friends who swapped with him

To be continued...

Story request from inbox by Anonymous: That Hugh and Ryan story was Great! Maybe you can do a swap involving Ben Affleck and Henry Cavill?

And also continuation for part 2.

Inbox request: Your stories are soo good, love the Chris E. and RDJ swap. Maybe a second part involving some actors from dc, like Ezra Miller and Jason Momoa swapping to try new roles & running into Henry Cavill and Ben Affleck in the rooms?

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[drewharrisonwriter]

Is that alright?

Pairings: Henry Cavill x Singer Reader

Summary: You are a musical guest in The Graham Norton Show on an episode that also features your ex-boyfriend, Henry Cavill. You play your latest single that you've written when you were 18 and in love with Henry.

A/N: Implied previous relationship. I don't think there are any more warnings, except the delusional situation that I've concocted. LOL This is based on the song Is That Alright? by Lady Gaga from The Star Is Born movie.

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As the stage lights dimmed, the audience of The Graham Norton Show erupted in applause, eagerly anticipating the next musical guest. The cameras panned to the artist nervously waiting in the wings. You took a deep breath and stepped into the spotlight, gently sitting down on the chair and placing your hands on the ivory keys.

With grace and confidence, you began playing your latest single which took you nearly 10 years to release. A song you've written when you were so deeply in love with the love of your life, Henry Cavill.

As you began to sing, your voice resonated with a depth of emotion that captivated everyone in the room.

When the last note faded into silence, the applause was thunderous. 

You took a gracious bow and went over to the red couch where the guests for the night were all on their feet, applauding as well and congratulating you on your heartfelt performance. 

Henry, being a guest as well that night, caught your eye as he extended a hand to shake yours. You gave him a warm smile as you shook his hand. 

"Y/N, that was absolutely stunning." Graham began when the greetings and applause were over. "This single is truly heartbreakingly beautiful. Tell us about it!" He asked enthusiastically.

You glanced at Graham, taking a moment to collect your thoughts. This was the question you were both expecting and dreading.

"Thank you, Graham." You began nervously. 

It wasn't that it was your first ever TV guesting, but it is the first time you were sharing the screen with your now excessively famous ex, Henry Cavill. Talking about the song you wrote about your relationship with him nearly ten years ago is a bit embarrassing on your end. 

"Yes, 'Is That Alright?' is a very personal song for me. I actually wrote it when I was 18 years old, so like almost ten years ago when I was deeply in love with someone who meant the world to me."

The audience watched intently, unaware of the connection between you and the other guest on the show, Henry Cavill. But Henry, caught off guard by your revelation, nearly choked on his Martini but tried to play it cool as he waited for you to continue. 

"Ten years?!" Graham exclaimed a little exaggeratedly. "Why did it take you that long to release this gem?" 

You laughed a little, hoping you looked cool and calm enough. 

"The long answer or the short answer?" You joked and everyone laughed. 

Even Henry was laughing, you were always funny, and he was amazed you were able to preserve your humor and wit despite the nerve-wracking fame you've garnered over the years. 

"How long will the long answer take?" Graham quipped.

"However long it takes the crew to give me five shots of tequila." The studio erupted with laughter, Graham was laughing behind the cards in his hands. 

"No, I'm sorry." You began, "Okay. So for real, this song holds immense significance to me, it’s a sort of love letter, you see… and these are the words I wanted to let the person I wrote it for know but I never had the chance to.” 

You saw Henry bit his lower lip and look down on the drink in his hand. 

"Why weren’t you able to give this ‘love letter’ to them?” One of the guests asked as you were drinking.

“He broke up with me.” You said shyly and laughter ensued once again. 

“How old were you again when you wrote this?” One of the older guests on the couch asked, an actor, that you can’t remember the name of but looks an awful lot like Nearly Headless Nick from Harry Potter. 

"Just 18. I was so young when I wrote it..." 

"You were binge drinking at 18, you were not THAT young," Graham said in jest and everyone laughed once again. 

You chuckled along with the audience, appreciating Graham's lightheartedness amidst the delicate subject. From your peripherals, you saw that Henry was looking in your direction, he was laughing, too. 

The conversation flowed, everyone on the couch asked their question or complimented your latest single, except for Henry. Graham, noticing how awfully quiet he was, asked, “And Henry, how do you find Y/N’s latest single?” 

You felt a lump form in your throat, you did your best to swallow your drink and as Graham asked Henry.

Henry chuckled, looking down at his drink a bit before looking at you and saying: “It’s beautiful.”

���Awfully unfeeling.” Graham quipped with a fake whisper and eye roll and laughter ensued once again. 

You laughed at Graham’s remark, too and thanked Henry. 

When the show ended, you made your way backstage to hurriedly gather your things when you heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned to find Henry standing at the door of your dressing room. “Hi…” He said softly. You said a quiet hello and asked him to come in. 

“I’m so sorry, but…” He began as you zipped your bag. “Do you have any plans for tonight?” 

You straightened up and faced Henry, blinking fast trying to absorb what he just asked. 

“Uh…just go back to the hotel and that’s it. Order room service, maybe.” You answered honestly, feeling your face turn warm in slight embarrassment for your lack of fun plans for the night. 

He chuckled lightly, “May I interest you with a Pint?” 

You might have stared at him a little too long before answering, because you saw him lightly cock his head to the side. “Uhm… sure.” You managed to say, finally. 

“Perfect. Meet you outside in 10 minutes?” He said with a huge smile, and you only nodded in reply. You watched him walk out the dressing room, the smile never leaving his face. 

You were a bit shocked.

It’s been nearly a decade since you’ve last seen or spoken to Henry. But the last few minutes… they didn’t feel like much time passed. You sat down and breathed, you can do this… 

It’s just Henry. 

It’s just Henry.

TBC...

[rattlyglitch]

Ignoring Problems for the Best

Ten minutes later Vil entered the limo and harshly shut the door behind him. Epel looked at Vil but he only stared out the window not taking any notice of Epel. He guessed it should have been for the best that Vil ignored him. What had occurred in the museum just then was already a lot for Epel. He had never heard the name of the man his mother had an affair with. If she truly was going to marry Vil’s father he highly doubted that any other famous actor could be his father. Vil didn’t know yet though that they could be related.

All he knew was that Epel was the son of his almost stepmother. Epel’s mother was still married until the affair had been found out so Vil wouldn’t even be able to know that Epel was related to him. It was sure dang simple to come up with a lie to get out of the aftermath of the bullfight the two had just left.

The only words spoken were when Vil told the driver to take the two of them back to the mirror. Epel exited the limo from the opposite set of doors and walked through the mirror. The two of them appeared in the Pomefiore dorm once they walked through it and Vil seemed to hurry off.

Epel couldn’t blame him though and simply walked to the dorm before quickly going up to his room. He didn’t take long to change into night clothes and wash off the makeup he had on his face. The last thing Epel did before getting into bed was undo the apple barrette he had in his hair.

He would have to return it to Rook the next day. Vil had let him borrow it. Vil had made sure to tell Epel that he would want it back after he was finished using it because he had gotten it from someone in the industry that he had seen as his idol. Epel couldn’t help but laugh to himself when thinking about this mysterious idol. Maybe his mother? It would explain where Vil got his personality based from. But would Vil still look up in the past to a woman who almost ended his father’s career?

Epel didn’t want to ever know if it truly was her that Vil looked up to as a role model. Epel looked at the apple barrett that he was griping in his hand and slowly released his hold on it and placed it on his bedside before laying down. As satisfying as it would be to throw the hairpiece across the room and watch it shatter, he didn't know if it belonged to Estelle. It would be better to not break it since even if Epel didn’t care about it the apple mattered to Vil.

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Vil wasn't anywhere in sighed when Epel woke up the next morning. He got dressed and ready for class before leaving and Vil was still nowhere in sight. He did see Rook though. The hunter was in the kitchen and seemed to be finishing cooking. He must have had breakfast duty that morning. “Morning to ya Rook” Epel spoke up as he walked by Rook to get a piece of toast. “Monsieur Crabapple. How did the event go last night? Vil didn’t seem interested in telling me about it so I hoped you would.”

Epel froze up for a moment before eating the toast in his hand. “It was…ok, I guess? Don’t really want to talk about it either.” Rook shook his head. “I guess I’ll just have you check my phone if I can’t get an answer out of you or Roi du Poison.” Epel ate the rest of the toast. “Yeah, do that. I’ma leave Vil’s hair piece on the table. Think you could give it to him later.”

Rook gave a nod. “Of course I can Epel. But why don’t you return it to him yourself?” Epel gave a nervous smile. “I won’t see him anytime today and he wanted it back as soon as possible.” Rook didn’t question Epel’s answer and he made sure to leave as quickly as possible.

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Classes went surprisingly well. No one seemed to know about anything that had occurred the night before and had tried to approach him about it. Even when Cater came around he simply waved and said “hi” before going to his next class. He must have not heard anything about going to the spelldrive museum to meet the teams. Epel was almost certain that he would have found out something but it seemed like everyone was silent about the whole situation. Epel would have been worried that someone had heard something if it wasn’t for the fact that his spelldrive team didn’t have anything to say.

The only thing that happened was that Ruggie gave Epel pointers for the next time he was at spelldrive practice on some things he could do better than might improve his performance. Eventually, Epel had forgotten about the whole night's occurrence. That was until he saw Vil while passing by him the next day when going to class. He didn’t look towards Epel but the housewarden looked tired like he hadn’t gotten any sleep and his hair was a bit out of place. The most noticeable thing was that he was gripping the apple barrett that Epel had borrowed the night before.

Epel hoped that the reason why was because Vil had lost respect for Estelle maybe. Maybe he felt like how Epel felt about his mother. A woman who was a liar and a thief for taking the title of a “famous person” when she didn’t deserve it. At least that night Epel would be able to call his Meemaw and she might have some wise words for him. Maybe she could come up with something that Epel could say to get Vil to forget about the whole occurrence or that he could just ignore the housewarden until everything blew over. Vil could probably ignore something Epel did for once hopefully.

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

[unhingedhearties]

The 24 Hour Chimp-Out

Liz has been chimping out a lot on Instagram. I know that news must be shocking to some of you.

Let's play a game! 50/50 shot of being right. Is Liz in love with Erin at the moment or does she hate her?

If you guessed hate, YOU ARE CORRECT!

The human mind can't fathom why Erin might have blocked people from @ing her. What possible reason could there be?

And we're back to bitching about nepotism. The battle cry of the scorned Heartie.

This is a good time to ask a question for a post I've been meaning to make. Can anyone send me (you can do it anonymously) examples of "nepotism" on WCTH? Stuff like Viv's real life kids playing his kids on the show. To make it perfectly clear, I AM IN NO WAY ACCUSING ANYONE OF NEPOTISM AND IMPLYING THAT THEY DON'T DESERVE THEIR JOB. I just want examples of things on the show that could be considered nepotism. I want to compile a list of examples and I want people to use that list anytime they see whiny, bitchy Hearties crying about Erin and Nathan benefitting from nepotism. Demand that they give their opinion on the other examples and push them when they ignore it. Anyway, back to the Liz-fit

"What do you think of me now, b_tch!?! Been 2 weeks"

For the record, that's a lie. She came back to Twitter for a few days last weekend under the name "123jennab" (unlike her last Twitter name which was "123JennaB")

The mental gymnastics here are gold medal worthy.

It's YOUR fault that you can instantly recognize when Liz has made a new account, and not her fault because she complains about the same dumb things each time in the exact same way.

If you JERKS would just stop blocking/muting Liz whenever she harasses you and just became her friends, everything would be great and she wouldn't be forced to make so many new accounts where she keeps following you JERKS.

I've mentioned this before, but the people who OBSESS over how actors kiss are messed up. It's reached a point where I can't think of any other word to describe it but perverted. You are shallow and perverted if that's the only thing you care about.

blah blah blah Erin so disgustingly private blah blah blah it's all her fault

I can't say for certain, but I think 2883 is a bigger number than 179.

Chris still hasn't posted a photo of him with his girlfriend or child on Instagram (good for him, BTW). Most of his posts just look like selfies. But please tell me how Erin is the more private one and everything is her fault.

I truly hope that the big, top secret "personal reason" for the break up wasn't something devastating like the Michael O'Hare/Babylon 5 situation I always reference, but if it does eventually come out and it was because of Chris, I'm going to laugh so hard.

Liz is back on the finger ring dents conspiracy!

EVERY. SINGLE. ACTRESS. I've * *EVER* * loved, I knew * everything * about!!

Yeah, it's a real mystery why Erin tries to block you. Very healthy behavior. Your family did an amazing job raising you into a functioning, contributing member of society.

I don't even know how to pronounce her middle name!

What a selfish bitch Erin is to not pin a video of herself saying her middle name for Liz. I bet she won't even share her social security number or thumbprint with her fans.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ERIN TO SHARE!?

I really don't get this. She bitches about Erin being so private, but bitches whenever Erin shares photos of her personal life. What is she supposed to share that won't set Liz off?

To everyone reading this, please always remind Liz, whenever she calls Ben "ugly", that she doesn't even have a boyfriend and will die single and alone.

And Liz, if you're reading this, please know that the day I find a picture of you, the gloves are off and I will leave you in tears and regretting the day you touched an electronic device.

What an excellent judge of character. And what "bad" things does Erin believe? Do you really want to go down this path, Liz? Because that's how your accounts get banned.

[imobessesedfrfr]

~Chaos of the Navigator~

A/N: Did you guys know that I have an ungodly obsession with Law, but I have an excuse though. I have a thing for Jotaro, AND LAW AND JOTARO HAVE THE SAME ENGLISH DUB VOICE ACTOR. Please don't blame me.

Also, I didn't realize that bepo was Law navigator and now I want to cry.

btw guys I take request so feel free to send me some.

Fun Fact: So, I was doing my Duolingo lesson, and I realized that Sanji name.....means three o'clock. I AM NOT KIDDING LOOK IT UP

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Scenario I

This type of situation was rare to happen. The closest they got to this type of situation is having there continuous one-night stands but for some reason. Something about the straw hats awoke something within Law, perhaps he felt like he needed to show his affection more. Maybe he just felt a twinge of jealousy in his chest when the chef of the straw hats tried to make woo the navigator of the heart pirates. Of course, he knew that the navigator would never fall for this. Despite the kind nature of his Navigator, he knew that she was cunning and smart. Yet, it still bothered him, because she never told him out right no!

So that is how the two arrived in the situation, a very annoyed captain along with a very confused navigator. The women smiled weakly, "Captain? May I ask...why you are doing this?" Law didn't answer her, the man remained silent as he laid on her lap. People might be confused, wondering why this 26-year-old man is putting his creditability on the line. The fact that most people don't know is that Law is in fact quite light, so it wasn't bothersome. It was strange on why he was doing this.

So, this sudden attempt of affection was strange. "I always assumed that we were just a fling, signs of affections were not something we would do..." he opened his eyes, looking up at the familiar face. "I'll try to show it more often, Navigator-ya" he said, closing his eyes once more to get some rest. The women smiled at him, the same smile that she wore on her face for years.

"Law..." The man was surprised to hear her say his name. Despite their relationship, they still had some type of professional relationship. The reason why she still called him captain, yet when she called him, Law. He knew that she wasn't talking to her captain, she was talking to Trafalgar Law. Two adults talking to each other, not a captain and his subordinate.

The women moved his hair out of his face. Seeing the familiar grey eyes, she loved seeing. The same at peace look she always displayed on her face. "You don't have to, if you don't want to" she caressed his cheek, a loving embrace he hasn't truly felt in so many years. "I know that you have trouble with it, Law."

Law felt bad for the navigator, he felt like everything about their relationship was wrong. What if they had a really big fight, it could tear the crew apart. He knew better than that, the navigator was grown enough to solve the issue so the crew doesn't suffer. Law lips curled into a frown, he knew deep down,

That he didn't deserve her.

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Scenario II

It was dark, the sky glimmered above her. All of her precious constellations glimmering right about her. It almost seemed like they were dancing above her, the image of a grand ballroom came to mind. Everyone she thought off dressed in beautiful dresses and suits, having a fun time. Causing chaos among each other, smiling. It was beautiful, something that she loved as well as envied.

The navigator drank out of a jug of sake. A faint blush came over her face, everyone passed out from the celebration of their triumph in Dressrosa. Including her captain, the navigator just enjoyed the stars. For now, just being able to sit here and enjoy the stars is enough for her.

Footsteps were heard from behind her. The navigator looked behind her, the infamous Nico Robin was behind her. "Hello Ms. Navigator" Robin smiled at her; the navigator turned her body towards Robin. "Hello Robin" the two met each other's eyes. "Enjoying the peace and quiet while it lasts, am I right?" Robin nodded, "Are you enjoying the view Ms. Navigator?" she nodded, "The stars are quite lovely, they watch as the world changes right below them." the two enjoy the silence, "I'm curious about something, Ms. Navigator" turning her body towards Robin, showing her interest in her question. "What is your relationship with Traffy?" the navigator spit out her drink.

"uhhhh"

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Scenario III

The navigator of the heart pirates sat on the bed waiting for the 'Surgeon of death' to exam her back. The women sat there waiting for him to say something. The two sat there for what seemed like hours. "Captain...is something wrong?" she asked in anxious tone. Law sat there for another minute or so, "I can never get used to your tattoo on your back" he said, bluntly.

The women felt a vein pop up in her forehead. ".... You're the one who helped me ink it on my back!" she stated. Law stayed quiet as he looked at her back, "I just wanted to have a cool tattoo" she smirked "If I had the choice...I would rather have it on my che-" the doctor hit her on the head with his sword. "Don't even go there!" she rubbed her head "Ouchie!" she pouted as she slipped the shirt back on. "You didn't need to hit me with your sword!" Law glared at the women, grabbing her by the shirt. "I know, where you going to go with that!" the navigator of the heart pirates turned away trying, sweat beading down her face. "Captain, I think you have a dirty mind. I would never imagine have such a relationship with my captain." the man gripped her shirt even harder, a pissed off look on his face "If the crew ever found out about our relationship-"

The navigator cut him off "Yeah, yeah, it would turn the crew upside down" she sighed "Don't worry, I can keep a secret, Captain" he gripped tigher on to her shirt. An even more pissed off expression on his face "I'm not worried about you not being able to keep a secret. I'm worried about you not being discreet! You're just like straw hat sometimes!" the navigator acted offended "Captain, how dare you think-"

Their conversation was cut short, "Hello!" a voice could be heard from behind the door. "Is everything alright behind there?" The navigator laughed, "Yes, sorry! We are finishing up in here!" Law sighed as he turned away from her.

"Oh, come on, Captain! We would have to come out eventually."

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[snaggletoothedbastard]

I'm talking about Tintin again. This time I'm writing an essay. You have been warned.

Yesterday it was my birthday and I rewatched The Black Island. To be clear: I have not read the book. For some reason that is one of the only two Tintin books my dad doesn't have, so I haven't read it. All mentions of The Black Island henceforth are referring to the episode from the animated series.

The Black Island is an interesting episode, and I have interesting feelings about it, which I only truly acknowledged yesterday. Maybe being a year older has brought me unexpected wisdom or maybe I just didn't notice my feelings until more than ten years after the first time I watched the episode. I don't know. Anyway, this is essentially just going to be my attempt at articulating these feelings. You could call this essay an exercise in pointlessness but I like writing so I'm doing it anyway.

The Black Island is actually the first episode I ever watched, and it was my introduction to Tintin as a concept. I'm going to give you a little bit of backstory here. I was about six years old, and I was at a friend's house. We were playing in her mum's room. There was a TV in there with a DVD player, and my friend suggested we watch Tintin. I had no idea what that was, but it sounded intriguing so I agreed to watch it. My friend put the DVD in the player, chose an episode and pressed play. Immediately I was faced with this image.

There he is. The man himself. The weird thing is, I recognised him. This character was familiar to me before I even knew who he was. And that is because of another friend, whom I'd known for my entire life. He and his wife were friends with my parents, and my younger sibling and I were friends with their two daughters. We'd been to the family's house countless times, and every time we went there I would look around at the pictures on their walls, the figures on their shelves and the magnets on their fridge, because I kept seeing these fascinating people. Two identical men with bowler hats and moustaches. A large blonde woman in a pink dress. And a chap with a round face, black dots for eyes and ginger hair that defied gravity by sticking straight up. I'd seen this peculiar character in this family's house for years but it wasn't until I was six and watching TV with my friend in her mum's bedroom that I finally learned his name: Tintin.

The episode we watched was, of course, The Black Island. It was my first proper introduction to the series that absolutely beguiled me from the age of six to around ten, and then was, for some reason, almost forgotten about until I rediscovered it a month ago. And this episode seems to have had a rather profound effect on me that I don't think any of the other episodes have. It isn't my favourite, it doesn't have the best quality, the animation is sometimes funny-looking and the dialogue is awkward and the accents are atrocious, but there is something special about it.

The main thing I get from watching this episode is an intense feeling of nostalgia. The Tintin series was a huge part of my childhood. My family and I watched the cartoon religiously until I probably could have recited the entirety of The Seven Crystal Balls word for word. In my young undiagnosed autistic mind, I thought the way the characters spoke would be the perfect thing to emulate when I was masking. New lens: I am now an actor, and the voice acting in the series is, for the most part, aggressively mediocre. But I tried so hard to copy it when I was a child that it's now ingrained in my head and when I need to mask, I automatically fall back on this weird overacted cartoon-character persona without even thinking about it. I associate Tintin with Sufjan Stevens, because I heard so much of his music while my interest in the cartoon was at its peak. To me, the two are intrinsically linked, and I sometimes forget that this isn't a universal experience, and that there probably aren't that many other people who instinctively think of Tintin in America when they listen to the song Chicago.

I also get nostalgia for the circumstances in which I first saw the episode. The friend who introduced me to the series was also a huge part of my childhood, as was the house in which we watched the episode. That particular friendship had a rough ending, and I feel both happy and sad when I think back on it. The Tintin series actually affected the way we interacted with each other, particularly in the games we played at school. We both liked playing pretend games where we would invent elaborate adventures and act them out in the playground together. Many of these adventures were inspired by the ones we saw on TV or read about, including Tintin.

The Black Island is a reminder of things that fundamentally changed me and made me the person I am now. But it also affects me in smaller ways.

The story of The Black Island is, like every other story in the series, unique. It has Tintin investigating a plane crash in the England, and the mystery eventually takes him up to a sullen Scottish seaside town and an ominous island. I think part of what makes this story feel so strangely close to me is its location. It's close in a physical sense because I'm from England and I've lived here my whole life. The landscapes look a lot like the countryside I used to live in and still see every day when I take the bus to school.

I've never been to Scotland but the Scotland scenes are still familiar. I can link these images to specific places I've been to.

Boscastle in Cornwall.

Corfe Castle in Dorset.

That nightmarish staircase in King Alfred's tower, Somerset.

There are also smaller, more specific details, like that dog that chases Snowy, which I can easily relate to several childhood experiences. I don't know why I got chased by dogs so often but it's hardly surprising that I was scared shitless of them until the age of sixteen.

Or the soundtrack in some of the Scotland scenes, which reminds me of the whimsical folktronica-style music my dad makes with his friend.

These are very specific experiences that I don't think are likely to be exactly the same as anyone else's. The things I associate with this story and the feelings it gives me are completely different to what someone else might get from it. And I think that's really nice. It's like I've got something that's just for me. And of course you could say this about anything, because everyone's lives are different, but The Black Island is, for some reason, the thing that I get this feeling from more than anything else.

The episode has a sense of quiet mystery to it. It starts with Tintin enjoying a walk with Snowy in the middle of nowhere, then bluntly stating that a plane is in trouble. I wouldn't say it's any less exciting than the rest of the stories, but it feels more matter-of-fact. The mystery is there but the answers are revealed in simple statements. I don't know if it's just because it's set in the UK and the weather over here is always dull, but many of the scenes take place under a cloudy sky, and the scenes in Scotland especially seem darker, which I actually like. Of course the episode has its share of chase scenes and slapstick comedy, but the overall tone of the story feels gentler somehow than a lot of the others. It feels more like something that could actually happen, at least to me. And that's how I felt about it when I was six. I watched it for the first time and thought, "I wish I could have an adventure like that." When I went on to watch the rest of the series I had similar thoughts about the other episodes, but The Black Island remained the only one that I could relate to. Maybe that's because it's set closer to home. Maybe it's because I recognise the locations even though I've never been to any of them. Maybe it's because it reminds me of the child I used to be, talking like a cartoon character and pretending my best friend or my sibling and I were on some wild adventure. Maybe it's because it was the beginning of an unforgettable chapter in my life, without which I would have ended up a different person. It's probably all of these things put together. These things are what makes The Adventures of Tintin: The Black Island feel like home to me.

[thenightling]

'Tis the season. So here's my warning.

The real danger of the Ouija board / Spirit Boards, automatic writing, or pendulums isn't the chance of contacting a demon but the ideomotor effect of tapping into your own subconscious and mistaking it as a spirit. That actually happens a LOT more than real spirit communication. (Note: I am not saying real spirit communication is impossible, mind you.)

This is why the board tells you what you want to hear or expect to hear.

"But the board told me really horrible things!"

Welcome to the dark side of your imagination.

"But I got a demon! I was scared of conjuring a demon! I didn't want a demon!"

You expected it on some level and maybe some bored part of your subconscious wanted the drama of needing your home saged by Auntie Bertha.

For more research I suggest looking up the Ideomotor Effect and cross reference "Facilitated communication, abuse case." (also called FC) In this instance someone used a Ouija board as a "tool" to communicate with a non-verbal disabled man and was convinced he was telling her things.

I know one person who used a pendulum and twice became convinced that her favorite Broadway actor was going to show up in his limo and drive her and her son away to his mansion where they'd live happily ever after as he was truly her soul mate and the spirit told her that he would come for her. (She had never met the man in question, she had just seen him in one play and several movies...)

At first I dismissed it as her joking around. but then she did it with me in a parked car and I could tell she was moving the pendulum but she didn't realize she was.

And when it started to say "(actor's name here) will..." I tried filling in the blank "Will walk again?" The actor had survived a stroke and seemed like a possible fill-in if she wasn't trying to make it say he was going to come for her and her son again.

She laughed and said I was being mean. (Why is suggesting a paralyzed man might walk again mean?)

And so it continued and started to say what I dreaded. To me this was the big clue that some part of her knew what she was having it say and yes, she was trying to get it to say that the actor she was obsessed with was going to come for her and her son.

This sort of thing is the real danger of Ouija boards / Spirit boards, automatic writing, and pendulums. If you have someone who accidentally induces the ideomotor effect, and especially if they are predisposed to mental illness.

The worst demons are already inside us.

[elxctrics]

(—) ★ spotted!! AXEL FITZGERALD on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 25 year old looks like RYAN MANICK, but i don’t really see it. while  the MUSICIAN/ACTOR is known for being PERCEPTIVE my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be BROODY i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song SIGN OF THE TIMES by HARRY STYLES  { HE/HIM, CISMALE }

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𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓼

name: axel mitch fiztgerald

age: twenty five

nicknames: axe

date of birth: march 2nd, 1999

astrological sign: pisces

place of birth: new york , new york

occupation: musician / actor

label: the brooder

positive traits: perceptive, deep, creative, charming

negative traits: broody, irrational, impulsive, addictive

characters/celebrities he’s like: harry styles, britney spears, justin bieber, miley cyrus,

𝓫𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂

the first born son of mitchum and lorelai fitzgerald, although his parents were the heirs to the infamous lvhm group, parenting always came first for them and they were ever present and ever involved, although axel shows all the classic tell tale signs of a rich kid with mommy and/or daddy issues.

growing up in the lavish lifestyle that they did, axel always felt like it was cold - the houses were too big, the designer stuff was tacky, the excess was exhausting and he just felt as though there was more meaning to life then all this stuff.

seeing that their son clearly needed an outlet, they enrolled axel in music classes and almost immediately, he showed an insane amount of talent.

he caught on to guitar and piano rather quickly and after a few years, he was writing his own songs.

with his parent's encouragement, when he was sixteen, he tried out for the x-factor and while he wasn't good enough to make it as a solo artist, the judges put him in a group with four other guys and there, their journey to international stardom began.

the group of five went on to win the show and stole hearts all over the world. teenage heartthrobs, it wasn't long until they were embarking on world tours, selling out stadiums and living the rockstar dream.

however, the dream was a nightmare for axel. because while he was getting all of the attention and adoration in the world, he was singing stupid teeny-bopper sounding songs that didn't mean anything to him. all of his suggestions were turned down and he was simply forced to be 'the pretty one' in the group - the one that girls threw themselves at and while he was standoffish about it for a while, he got to a point where he had no choice but to completely embrace it.

he played the part well - almost every other month had a different super model or actress on his arm, and slowly but surely began to become who people looked at as the 'leader' of the band.

he wasn't that close with his bandmates and instead, formed a clique inside of hollywood that consisted of a group of young people with far too much money and far too much time that enjoyed partying and excess.

it wasn't rare for the paparazzi to find him coming out of the club as the sun was rising with blood shot eyes nor was it rare for him to find himself getting into a drunken fight...or two...or five.

his behavior began to get more sporadic as time went on - often going on instagram lives, smoking a joint and ranting about how everything was pointless and nothing but a meaningless joke, much to the dismay of the band and their management team that tried to present the boys with a squeaky clean image, but after five years of this rollercoaster, axel was beyond fed up.

his parents never interfered with his behavior. they chalked it up to him being young and simply 'trying to find his way' and thought it would be better for him to figure things out on his own, even though he was getting to a point where adult interference was truly what he needed more than anything.

in 2020, when axel was 22 years old, the band's team presented them with a concept for their next album and axel, being high off of his mind in the meeting, threw an absolute fit. it was the same stuff the bad had been singing for the past five years, the same teenage image even though they were all in their twenties now and axel had enough. after a long winded rant and flipping a few tables, axel stormed out and quit the band for good. the band only lasted a few months without him before breaking up.

2021 was the darkest year of his life. he did absolutely nothing but loose himself further in drugs, alcohol, meaningless sex and parties. and all of that started turning him into a shell of a person. he truly didn't care about anything or anyone and after being arrested four times for driving under the influence, the fourth time resulting in him crashing his car into a strip of stores on hollywood boulevard, he was court ordered to enter rehab in the beginning of 2022.

his year in rehab did nothing but further his belief in the fact that hollywood was an evil and soul sucking place and the only reason he ever did drugs or drank in the first place was a way to escape from that. he felt as though he was smarter and already knew better than everyone in rehab and simply put on the act - pretended like he was going through the steps and that it was all working just so he could get the hell out of there and release his truth - his first album which he wrote completely while in rehab.

he was released in the fall of 2023 and after laying low for a few months, he reached out to his team about his album, however they shot it down immediately and said he had to clean up his image first before anyone bought his record.

so, they got him cast on one tree hill - a show about teenagers, the very thing that had drove him insane in the first place - having to act like he was some stupid kid having the time of his life.

he hates everything about the show and his stupid character, nathan scott, and is not exactly keen on becoming friends with his castmates either, but is simply trying to behave as much as he could so he can release the music he act

[gyuyoungarchives]

💬 News 1: Highlights from Hanbok Interview

She is an emerging talent to watch. Park Gyuyoung (25) made a name for herself as the web designer 'Somi' at Seowon Architectural Firm in JTBC's Monday-Tuesday drama 'Just Between Lovers'. Perhaps because of the role, any premature speculation that she might be a 'snob' changes with just one bright smile. She is an actor with a positive and bright energy that 'disarms' viewers and a 'unique' charm.

Park Gyuyoung left her hometown Busan and started living in Seoul when she entered the Department of Clothing and Textiles at Yonsei University in 2013. A college magazine (University Tomorrow) cover photoshoot she did by chance during her university days led to her current agency, JYP Entertainment, where she spent time as a trainee and debuted in 2017.

Although 'Just Between Lovers' is her first long drama, she has shown growing performances by appearing in the 2017 KBS drama special 'Kang DeokSoon's Love History, JTBC's 'Solomon's Perjury', and the web drama 'Magic School'. This year, she is also gaining attention as an emerging talent on the screen with two movies, 'Monsters' and 'Wrestler', set to be released.

Q. Are you going to Busan to see your parents for the Lunar New Year this year? It must feel like a triumphant return.

“I am going to Busan. It’s not exactly a triumphant return, but my family is still amazed (that I’ve become an actress), so they will probably ask me a lot of questions. I’m already feeling shy about it.”

Q. You had a busy year in 2017 with dramas and movies. Wasn't it tough?

“I tried not to think of it as being tough or busy. I just thought I had to work even harder. Then, looking back, I realized I was in a lot of productions in 2017. Still, I feel like I’ve accomplished something.”

Q. Being an alumna of a foreign language high school (Busan Foreign Language High School) and a prestigious university (Yonsei University) often makes headlines with descriptors like "Mum’s Friend’s Daughter." How do you feel about such labels?

“It’s totally, extremely embarrassing. I wasn’t exceptionally good at studying; I was just lucky with exams. So, it’s really embarrassing when I receive such compliments. At school, I was just a normal student who enjoyed hanging out with friends.”

Q. How did you start acting, which is unrelated to your major?

“I had a photoshoot for 'University Tomorrow' magazine. The company (JYP Entertainment) contacted me after seeing it. At first, I was half curious, but as I started to learn acting more seriously, I became more earnest about it. Once I actually went to the field, it was fun, but I realized there was so much to study and contemplate. There were difficult times, too. Studying acting made me think a lot.”

Q. There must have been a lot of other things to worry about besides acting.

“Thinking about always having to manage myself? I was a bit on the chubby side, so I worked out hard. I’m still doing Pilates now.”

Q. How will 'Just Between Lovers' be remembered?

“It’s my first long-duration drama, almost like it was from the beginning to the end. The set was so warm, which was great. The character Somi might have seemed annoying at times, but I'm glad I could show her lively side, leaving me with good memories.”

Q. It seems like Junho from 2PM, a senior at your agency, would have been a big support during 'Just Between Lovers'.

"When I became a JYP trainee I got the chance to see 2PM (*she may be referring to a concert) and it was truly fascinating. I used to gaze at 2PM thinking, 'Wow, celebrities,' and it was so surreal to act alongside Junho, a member of 2PM. He was really kind on set, and I was thankful for that. He treated me comfortably as if we had known each other for years."

Q. What did you learn from 'Just Between Lovers'?

"I learned a lot about the technical aspects of acting, but what remains in my memory is thinking about what kind of senior I want to become. There were many seniors in this work, so I was very nervous, but they treated me very comfortably. I was very grateful for that, and it made me want to be such a senior as well."

Q. Do you have a role model?

"I'm diligently watching 'Misty'. The charisma of senior Kim Namjoo is tremendous. I'm learning a lot. Also, senior Go Hyunjung in 'Return' is cool. I like that she has her own colour and her presence is amazing. It's fascinating and attractive how she shows different charms in each work."

Q. Is there a genre you're interested in?

"I'm very interested in action. I'm curious about how to prepare for action scenes, like practising movements and studying complex staging. I think it would feel rewarding and joyful to actually do it."

Q. What is actress Park Gyuyoung's weapon?

"I've played a lot of characters with a bright personality so far. However, I'm also sensitive and delicate. I can do well in roles that require a calm acting tone. (Laughs)"

Q. What are your plans for 2018?

"Rather than having specific things I want to do, in 2017, I was just starting to make my presence known from a state of obscurity. This year, I hope to appear in even more works than before."

News 1 Hanbok Interview, 2018

[queencalanthes]

??? as Eist Tuirseach in The Witcher, Season 2 feat. some Caleist for the loyal shipper ❤️ ​ ​ ➳ for @oathbreaker-oathkeeper​

+ Bonus:

[slttygeto]

jjk men + the film industry!

synopsis: i recently read something similar and I've had the idea of them being actors for a long time so :)!!

featuring: gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro

warning: slight nsfw

author's note: peep the friends references :) and i apologize for the slight cringe at Toji's part I'm not creative with movie names lol

additional note: @cherriese thank you for the idea!!! it's amazing<3

reblogs are appreciated!!

gojo satoru

absolutely a goof behind the scenes

most of the bloopers from the show he stars in consist of him popping in a scene where he's not supposed to be there

or poking fun at you for a slight break in your character

especially when you're mid-acting and then you suddenly see his eyes curl up, a sign that he was going to laugh really loudly

"or, you could stick a fork in an apple!" "..."

based from the look on his face, you knew you were gonna have to shoot that scene again.

"what is one thing about working with the gojo satoru that makes it different from working with other actors, is he serious? is he playful?" staring at the man sitting next to you, you were quick to shoot him a teasing smile as he leaned back in his chair with a smug grin, waiting to be showered with compliments. something he was used to a bit too much.

"he's a man-child," your response was mostly expected from gojo, but that wouldn't mean that he would hold himself back from making an exaggerated reaction, as if he wasn't waiting for you to throw insults at him left and right like you always do on set.

the interviewer laughed in return, watching the interaction between you and the white haired male.

"but working with him doesn't really feel like it's work, if you know what I mean? he makes acting...natural, and not a job, on days where I feel like the script is too much, he comes to my side and tries to make it more fun for me," you said with a smile, hands resting on your knees as you continued the shower the man with compliments he never saw coming, a look of adoration in his eyes.

"he is...an inhalation of fresh air to say the least,"

don't be surprised when you find out that dating rumors spread after the interview, with the way you and gojo were fidgeting and being too flirty, it wasn't a surprise that people could feel the love from the screen.

geto suguru

he and satoru starred in the same show as best friends which made total sense to be honest

he plays the role of the really responsible-yet-also-goofy-when-he wants-to best friend, it fit him perfectly

joey and chandler much?

geto is an actor who always keeps his hands to himself unlike gojo

he definitely does hugs but most of the time, he doesn't engage in much physical interaction with others

that is until you two met on set and it was a complete change in his behavior

he went from taking a seat alone and chatting from afar to walking up to you with a drink you had mentioned that you liked on the first day of filming, engaging in the most random conversations with you

the type to fix your hair mid-scene because it was getting in your way

your nervous giggle at how close he was to you all of a sudden was something geto could never get enough of.

"please give us a smile," "over here! (name)! suguru!," tonight was the premiere to the movie you've been working on for the past two years ; two years of seeing each other on set everyday at 7am, bundled up in clothes and a coffee in hand.

two years of hiding the fact that you were utterly in love with each other to the world, something everyone was about to witness in the movie tonight. your roles were perfect depictions of how you were with each other ; secretive, playful, in love. truly one of your most enjoyable works of all time.

"tonight has to be a very special night for you two, how would you describe the movie in a few words?"

suguru's hand was quick to slide down to your side, warm hand caressing your bare hip. your dress being one of his favorites if he had to be honest.

sharing a glance with him and trying to decide on a shared sentence, you started laughing at his stare, as if he was daring you to admit that you two were straight up going to be fucking on a screen in front of everybody.

"pornographic-" "oh my god!" you tapped at his shoulder, squeezing it before giving the interviewer a small, delicate smile.

"it's enjoyable. not family friendly but definitely enjoyable,"

toji fushiguro

he was known to be shameless on set but you never knew how bad it was until you had to starr with him in a make-out scene.

if you had followed what the script said, the make-out session was supposed to be done when he suddenly slides his hands under your shirt

not on toji's watch.

the moment his hand slid under your shirt, he pulled away from the kiss, saying something that was utterly and completely not on the script.

"can I fuck you?"

the director was supposed to say cut.

the staff members were supposed to do something

but when you laid there on his lap, panting against his lips before nodding at him and letting the scene escalate a bit too far, all they could do was just watch it get natural.

they've never seen such good chemistry before

"rumor has it that the sex scene in reckless," you started, reading what was written on the piece of paper with a small smile, the name of the movie catching toji's attention who was playing with the puppies on the floor.

"wasn't scripted," you finished by crumbling the piece of paper and looking at the bigger man with a small grin, the lopsided smirk adorning his features sending chills down your spine as a puppy nestled itself under your sweater.

"oh hi baby,"

"to answer you," toji started, caressing the puppy in his arms before looking straight at the camera, "what if it wasn't?"

of course he wasn't going to give them an actual answer. he never did and he never felt the need to. he did what he wanted to do, when he wanted to do it which happened to work perfectly with you.

"something about the way toji stares at (name) in reckless makes me think that these two definitely have something going on, i hope it's not just me," toji read out loud, your humming as you leaned against him in a very more-than-friendly way before gazing up at him making the dark haired male man chuckle.

"will you stop with those stares?" he sounded like he was being mean when in reality, he was a bit too whipped for his own liking.

"not my fault i have pretty eyes,"

"yeah and a pretty ass too,"

"toji!"

you can read part two here!

2022 © all works belong to slttygeto. do not repost my work anywhere else.

[lowkeyerror]

Her First & Her Future pt 4

Maddy Perez x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Violence

Summary: Maddy, Kat, and Y/n go to see Lexi's play. Surprisingly they get their own spotlight when trying to save the play from Cassie's inability to handle seeing the flaws in her own character.

An: This is end hope you guys enjoy this little series. I really enjoyed writing for Maddy.

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3

Masterlist

It was finally time to see Lexi's secret masterpiece. The art that she was afraid would be too real to handle. She didn't share a lot about the play with Y/n. 

She said it was one of those pieces where art imitates life. She said that the people closest to her could end up hating her for this. Y/n thought she was being overdramatic.

However, once the play started, she had truly begun to understand what Lexi meant. This play was about them, her friends and her family. Maybe slightly protected by changes in name, but it was so obvious.

" Is that-" Maddy started.

" Us," Y/n finished, intertwining their fingers together.

Lexi was reading everyone to filth, especially Nate and Cassie. They sat a few rows back from Y/n, Maddy, and Kat.

Everyone had certain flaws and seeing them on stage was almost surreal. Y/n wasn't safe from Lexi's story. The part where they kissed under the bleachers made it into the play, also Y/n's small issue with marijuana was there, but so was her recovery. There are bits about her relationship with Maddy, but not everything.

In Lexi's play it was clear that she was scared the Y/n would turn out to be like Rue. She was scared that she would lose another one of her friends to addiction and unhealthy relationships. It made the recovery process more important for Lexi than it was for Y/n, in hindsight. It made Y/n tear up a bit.

" Are you good?" Maddy sees the tears collecting in Y/n's eyes.

The girl nods with a smile on her lips," Ya, Lexi is a fucking genius."

Then it happens. The musical scene about Y/n's brother. His hyper masculinity which can be seen as a cover for his questionable sexuality. Maddy and Kat share a look that says more than words can before glancing back at the boy.

Y/n catches her brother's eyes and she feels sorry for him. This is humiliating, it's damn near a public outing. After all he's done it seems like karma finally caught up to him, in the way it knew it would hurt him the most.

" Lexi, you're a fucking g!"

It's not a second later that Nate storms out of the auditorium and Cassie scurries after him. It only takes a few moments for the blonde girl to burst through the doors again.

An evil look on her face. She doesn't stop at her seats, instead she heads straight for the stage. 

Y/n can't believe it when Cassie actually gets on stage and begins to hijack Lexi's play. Her true ego perfectly imitated the character Lexi was depicting in her play.

During her dramatic monologue she grabs Lexi from behind the stage and drags her out in front of the crowd. When Y/n sees her best friend in tears, she decides she's had enough. Unfortunately for Cassie, Maddy also decides she's had enough in that moment. 

They both get up at the same time, but pause when they see Suze get on stage trying to handle the situation.

Cassie keeps going on her reign of terror. She even asks Lexi if this is the part of the play where she steals Jake from Marta, otherwise known as Nate and Maddy, is in the play.

" That's not in the play."

That's when Maddy can no longer hold her tongue," It is now."

The crowd ooo's as the actor playing Cassie tries to calm the real Cassie down. It's too late now, Maddy has already started.

" Not only that but she fucking him the entire time Marta was talking about getting back together with him."

" Why?"

Y/n answers this one," Cause Halle's a two faced cunt."

Cassie shoots daggers at Y/n," Oh like she didn't do the same thing to you when she left you for your brother!"

" At least she didn't let her ego stop her from apologizing in the end. We worked it out because she can admit to her mistakes. Every character in this plays has their flaws, but fuck Cassie for you to be the only one get on the stage and act just like your character speaks volumes, doesn't it?"

" Like she said, you're a two faced cunt," Maddy repeats.

" I'm not a cunt, you're the cunt," Cassie growls.

Maddie doesn't miss a beat," You're the fucking cunt bitch."

Suze tries and fails once again to get Cassie off the stage. It seems like the stagehands figured something out, the play just resumes where it left off. Which eventually pushes Cassies off the stage.

However at the sight of Halle on the carousel the audience can hear Cassie's high pitched scream from backstage. She bum rushes the actor and starts fighting with her on the stage.

Suze tries to break them apart, but it's not working. Maddy has officially had enough," Oh this bitch needs to be put down."

She's rushing towards the stage as soon as the words leave her mouth. Y/n is the first to follow the girl followed by Kat and BB. 

Kat keeps screaming," Maddy no, no,no" as she tries to get the girl.

Maddy takes her shoes off on the stairs and tosses them to Y/n. Jacob's girl stops on the edge of the stage. Kat runs past her again screaming, "Maddy, no."

While Bb is the complete opposite," Beat her ass, Maddy."

Y/n watches with wide eyes as Cassie tries to run from Maddy. However, the stage is limited. When Maddy catches her, she ends up slapping the girl dead in the face. 

Every time Maddy gets a hold of Cassie, Kat pulls her off giving the blonde another chance to scurry away. They exit through the back stage and that's when Y/n decides to follow them. She gets a glimpse of Maddy shoving Cassie's head into the brick wall, which causes her to speed up. 

She passes BB who is still encouraging Maddy's behavior. They all end up in the girl's restroom. The fight was still going until Y/n finally separated the pair.

She held Maddy from behind, keeping from the other girl. Kat stood in between the girls just in case.

" You got her, it's over," Y/n whispers into Maddy's ear. She watches as her breath returns to normal.

Y/n hesitantly lets go of Maddy who then sits on the edge of the sinks. Kat takes her place in the middle and Cassie on the other edge.

" I gotta go check on Lexi. Please don't beat this bitch up, while I'm gone," Y/n pleads to Maddy. She kisses the top of Maddy's forehead after the latina agrees to not be violent.

Then she goes back to the auditorium entering the same way she had exited before. She asks a bunch of the stage crew if they had seen Lexi, to which most of them answer no. 

She takes it upon herself to find her friend. It takes awhile, but she finds her sitting with her back against the wall talking to Bobbi. 

" Lex," she says, getting both of the girl's attention.

" Y/n I-"

Y/n cuts her off immediately," I love it. Everything about it. You're a genius Lex and you deserve this moment more than anything. Don't let her take this from you."

Lexi looks from Y/n to Bobbi and then stands. She wipes the tears from her eyes and nods her head a couple of times.

Y/n scoops the girl up in a hug," I see you and I'm so proud, Lex. Now go break a leg, while I make sure Maddy hasn't beat the shit out of Cassie."

That gets her to chuckle," Thanks Y/n."

She watches as her friend centers herself. Her professionalism takes control as she makes her way back on to the stage. Y/n waits until she hears cheers as Lexi steps back on the stage.

When she does, it's her cue to go back to the restroom to check on that situation. The silence is vast as she re-enters the bathroom, the only hint of sound comes from BB's vape.

Maddy's icing a cut on her foot with a coke can. At Y/n's entrance Cassie finally finds it appropriate to speak.

" Do you know what's funny? Nate broke up with me before I even went on that stage."

There's a knowing look in Maddy's eyes when she responds,"  Don't worry, this is just the beginning."

Cassie looks around for a moment. The redness reappeared in her eyes. It's clear she wants to cry again. Maddy doesn't stick around for the tears and instead leaves the restroom. Y/n follows her out.

" Maddy-"

" I'm good, for real."

Y/n nods," Okay."

Maddy slips her hand into Y/n's. The bruises from the fight don't  bother her in the slightest. She squeezes Y/n's hand gently," I want us to be official."

The pair walked down the school halls. Y/n responds," Are you sure?"

Maddy smiles up at the girl." Ya, I want you to be my girlfriend."

Her smile makes Y/n smile in return. " It's about fucking time."

Maddy playfully shoves her shoulder," Shut up."

Y/n laughs before pulling the girl closer into her side," I'd love to be your girlfriend Maddy."

They step out of the school doors hand in hand. The pink sky silhouettes the two as the stand atop of the steps. They stop and face each other. The birds seem to sing for them as they smile at each other.

They kiss. Passion, need, and longing, all running through their lips. They hold each other close as if they're both frightened to let go. 

Finally reality doesn't plague Y/n anymore. She's no longer just Maddy's first, but her future as well.

[helluvaxhazbin]

This felt rather nice. Relaxing to open up about how truly miserable he was. He had tried this with other people but they barely responded to his pain or called him dramatic for complaining. No one really cared. He wasn't sure if angel did either but if he were faking it he was a very good actor. Just like he was in his movies. Demons went on about how hot he looked and how good he was at taking cock but stolas always admired him for his acting abilities as well.

Not only was he listening but he was also venting about some of his own woes as well. This felt natural. Like they were two friends just having a conversation. "You must be a very strong person to deal with so much. Especially someone trying to take your spot which if you don't mind me saying is very stupid on their part. I mean you're the angel dust. Not just anyone can replace an icon so easily."

He blushed at his own words. His feathers fluffing up a bit in his flustered state. "I mean I don't mean to overstep or anything but you're very talented. I don't think just any demon could replace you when you've made such a name for yourself. Your talents seem varied. Not just being able to be intimate with others." Sure stolas was a prince but he'd been born into that life. He couldn't even imagine building such a career for himself like angel had.

"It was an arranged marriage. Actually arranged since I was ten." He admitted awkwardly. Rubbing the back of his neck. "My father wanted to take and conceive a precautionary heir. That's the only thing I don't regret in all this. I adore my daughter but life with her mother is grueling to say the least." He shook his head at that. "I don't know. Maybe because I'm afraid if I say anything I'll get it even worse from my wife once they're gone. It doesn't seem worth it."

helluvaxhazbin:

To say the owl was relieved by this change of pace was an understatement. It would be one thing if the guests of this party were his own friends but in reality he was surrounded by people he barely knew who likely did not view him a favorable light thanks to shit talking his wife had done on his behalf. Really before angel arrived the only thing he had done to spend the evening there was drink. Not even savoring the rather expensive alcohol but instead chugging it in hopes he would get shitfaced as quickly as possible. 

“My apologies for my guards behavior.” He said with a gentle bow. Getting closer to the spider. Lightly dusting him off. Afraid that the dogs left some paw prints on him or roughed him up in the form of any scratches. “They can be rather rough. I honestly think they’ve been wanting to get their hands dirty and you were the perfect opportunity.”

He chuckled tipping his hat to him. “Anyway where are my manners? My name is stolas. Prince of the goetias. You’re that angel dust fellow aren’t you? I’ve seen your faceon a few posters and I do own a few of your movies.” Really they were the only thing that kept him going when they were trying to conceive octavia. 

Realizing what he admitted to a pink blush ran over his cheeks. Quickly the prince covered it up by taking a large gulp of his wine. “Yes I’m afraid so. Frankly I can’t stand everyone at my party including my wife.” She had been talking shit about him all night so getting to air some of his grievances as well sounded heavenly. 

“Your company is quite welcomed. You don’t even know me really but I can guarantee that you would have a more favorable view of me compared to everyone in there.” He said pointing to outside his chambers. The blue blood demon sighed heavily as he rested against the velvet couch. “That party left me emotionally exhausted. I don’t know if you’ve ever been surrounded by people talking shit about your character but trust me it’s not fun.”

「 ☆ 」   Quirking a brow at Stolas’s admission, Angel’s lips curl into an amused smirk, carefully hidden behind the rim of his wine glass as he takes a sip. The poor guy is floundering enough as it is, no point in making it worse. We’re Stolas anyone else, Angel wouldn’t hesitate to poke fun at him for getting his rocks off to his films. It’s understandable, of course. Practically everyone in Hell does, whether they admit to it or not. Which also means it’s perfect ammunition for Angel to tease and fluster… But instead, he brushes past the tidbit as if it was never mentioned, shooting the Prince a sympathetic grimace instead.

Sounds like a real shit marriage… Angel is familiar with those. Plenty of his customers are in loveless or even abusive relationships. Hence him being a much-needed source of stress relief. Glancing toward where Stolas points, he takes another drink from his glass, silently agreeing with the strange owl’s claim. So far, Stolas is acting immensely different than Angel expected… and he can’t say he’s not a fan of it.

Looking down into the deep red liquid, Angel absentmindedly swirls it around in the expensive glass, brows furrowing as he contemplates what Stolas says next; the Prince’s lament hitting a bit closer to home than he’d like.  ❝  Yeah… I know what ya mean.  ❞  Angel mutters, taking a moment to decide whether he should be truthful. Deciding there’s no harm in it— what are the chances this comes back to bite him on the ass? —Angel sucks in a deep breath before admitting,  ❝  You don’t exactly get t’ be Top Bitch wit’out gainin’ yer fair share of resentment.  ❞  

❝  All around me are people waitin’ t’ take my spot. Hopin’ I’ll screw up or tryin’ t’ fuck me ova’ themselves. An’ they ain’t shy about lettin’ me know jus’ what they think. Fuckin’ bitches…  ❞   Angel mutters the last part, taking a swig from his drink before looking at Stolas and irritably adding,  ❝  Hell, even th’ people who don’t mind what I am aren’t exactly singin’ my praises. All they care about is what th’ fuck they can do t’ me. Nobody gives a shit or even thinks much about ‘ my character ’.  ❞  

Chuckling bitterly, he rolls his eyes and snips,  ❝  An’ why should they? When you’ve got a great ass an’ pair’a tits like THESE—  ❞  Lower hands push up his chest as he speaks, displaying the fluffy mounds to emphasize his sarcastic words,  ❝  You don’t need t’ be anythin’ else. You can’t be… Ev’ryone knows I’m nothin’ but a dim-witted fuck-toy who’s only good fer suckin’ an’ takin’ dick.  ❞  Finishing the rest of his wine in a gulp, Angel wipes his mouth on his arm— no longer concerned with being alluring, but simply enjoying the feeling of being REAL —and adds with a curious raise of his brow,  ❝  Now— I understand why I’m stuck playin’ th’ part of Daddy’s pet… But why are you gettin’ fucked?  ❞  

❝  Yer royalty, ain’t ya? Can’t you jus’ tell the missus an’ all her asshole friends t’ fuck off? Better yet, tell ‘em t’ fuck off an’ fuck out of yer fancy-ass castle?  ❞     「 ☆ 」

[simp999]

The Angel and the Reaper

Ship: Hanma Shuji x reader

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: Happy Bithday Hanma and happy Early Halloween!! Also, no, you’re not the stereotypical ‘scared of everything, so I get to hold on to him all night’ kinda person, actually, you’re kinda unhinged. Enjoy~

A/N 2: Read to the end for a bonus surprise picture!! :D

Masterlist

"Guess who?~" 

There was only one person in the world who would sneak into your apartment on halloween night to spook you. The one and only, yours truly. 'Sin' and 'punishment' tattoos cover your eyes, making it even more blatantly obvious as to whom these lanky hands could possibly belong. 

"Hmm… Kisaki?"  You offer with a smirk, knowing full well that the owner of that name would never dare come near you or your apartment, not as long as Hanma was around. 

"Ohh so close, but not quite, Angel~"

You can't quite remember when - or how - the two of you got close. But at some point in time, Hanma decided that you piqued his interest and that was that. He'd follow you around wherever he so desired. It wasn't unheard of to get phone calls at three AM, asking you to come outside, the smell of exhaust filling your nose. As well as a tall, lanky figure greeting you from his seat on his bike. He'd bring you to places you never could have guessed, at times you never could have imagined normal people would be active at. He really is spontaneous and impulsive with everything he does. Maybe that's why you keep him around? Or maybe it's because you get a free personal bodyguard? Or perhaps to feel less lonely? Who knows. All you know is that he's always got something up his sleeve, hence the arm snaking itself around your waist, tugging you out of your home.

You're not sure where the two of you are headed, and you're pretty sure that he doesn't either. On the way to wherever you're going, a group of kids pause before you. Their raised eyebrows and tight grip on their candy bags made it obvious how scared they were of the giant figure standing next to you. But the way he slowly leaned in, right close to their faces, and uttered a sinister "Boo~" was almost comical. After falling to the ground, just like that, the two of you had some free bags of candy to eat during the night, long forgotten by the costume-wearing kids. 

"Hey, Dollface, how about checkin’ that place out over there?" Your eyes glance over to him to see him gesturing towards a house full of 'creepy' decorations. Seems like a haunted house. 

“You finally have the guts to take me on a real date, after all this time?”  You tease him, making your way toward the house.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

There was nothing too scary about the house, to be honest. It was much better done than you thought it was going to be, though. All the props and accessories such as blood splatters and weapons were very well made. It seemed Hanma was enjoying the thrill of going through the house, dragging you along, and bickering with you for taking too long for being in awe at the detail of the decor. At one point he was mistaken for being an actor, maybe he looked scary with the lighting? You’re not too sure, but he sure does fit in. He was so entertaining and… special. In his own way. 

You couldn’t help but snicker at the way Hanma’s hand labeled ‘punishment’ shot out in front of you, almost in a protective manner, at one of the sneakier actors who managed to possibly spook him. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The night wasn’t too eventful after that, mostly just checking out all of the decorations people have put up and scaring kids for some free junk to eat. After not finding anything interesting to do, the two of you head over to the nearest cemetery, right on the outskirts of town. 

No matter what he tried, Hanma couldn’t get his mind off of the way he felt sick to the stomach. Was it the candy? No. he didn’t eat that much. He definitely wasn’t scared of the haunted house. If anything, it was amusing. When trying to piece the puzzle together, he picks his head up and gets a good look at you. You were sitting beside him on one of the larger, flat tombstones. The way moonlight lit up your face and made you appear almost doll-like, the cold hues enveloping your figure. 

A piano version of a song could be heard from the distance, someone playing some Halloween music from their house, probably. You feel a light tug upwards, and you follow along with Hanma’s footsteps.

♪ When the weather vane points to gloomy ♪

♪ It's gotta be sunny to me When your eyes look into mine ♪

Slow movement could be seen from the gates of the cemetery, but the darkness of the night makes it difficult for much to be seen. One step forward, one step back. A step to the side, a step to the other. Yet Hanma could only focus on you. Not the music, not his feet, not the raccoon that ran by. Just the way you seem to soothe the butterflies in his stomach - or make them worse - he can’t quite tell. 

♪ Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those peepers? ♪

♪ Jeepers creepers, where'd ya get those eyes? ♪

All he knows is that he feels a special way about you. Not something he’s ever truly felt before, so he can’t decide on what to call it. But with the way you sway from side to side, the way your eyes seem to have sparkles in them, and the way you’re so very enchanting. 

That’s it. He’s figured it out.

Love.

He’s finally figured out the reason behind all those sleepless nights, that sickening feeling in his stomach, all of the times his heart pounded for no good reason, when his hands would shake, no matter what Hanma tried to keep them still. Now. he has to act on this now.

The two of you sat back on the same tombstone, you enjoying the beautiful sight of the night sky, while he tries to figure out what possible outcomes this could have. It shouldn’t matter though, right? He’s never had a second thought about anything he did. Even if you denied his feelings nothing would really change, you just… wouldn’t be there. You wouldn’t be there for him if he needs a place to hide, or if he needed someone to nurse his injuries after a big fight. He would have no one to go on sudden joyrides with, or to take on three am ‘dates’.

But that’s fine, right?

After just barely grazing his fingers over your own to hold your hand, he can’t take it anymore. 

“Hey.”

Hanma didn’t bother waiting for a response, wanting to get this over and done with as quickly as possible, hoping this would cure the butterflies in his stomach. “You… interest me, Doll. You keep me guessing, and I love that.” With his other hand, a small bouquet of black roses comes into view, most likely stolen from one of the nearby graves.

“I love you.”

It was eerily silent until the wind picked up and howled, while the flowers in his hand swayed. Though you can see them, you keep your gaze focused on the moon above. 

.

.

.

“Really?” Hanma’s about to admit how he thinks he feels once again, but you cut him off before he has the chance. “You really think that the reaper and a fallen angel can be together? You’re hilarious, love.” You intake a fresh breath of air, still refusing to look him in the eye. “I knew you were crazy, but I had no idea you were insane.”

Black roses fall to the ground, surrounded by fresh dirt, almost as if they sucked the life out of it. In your peripheral vision, you catch his shoulder beginning to shake while the hand holding yours tightens, then loses all of its strength. You tilt your head just enough to catch the tears brimming his eyes, threatening to fall at any given moment, before he quickly looks away. Anything to focus on but you. Not like it helps, now that you’re the only thing on his mind. There are billions of thoughts racing through his head, not one being uttered from the fear of you hearing the waver in his voice.

Have you gone too far?

Deep breath in, deep breath out.

“...Right. It was just a joke, Dollface." You could hear the quiver in his voice. "I could never imagine any of the gods above being kind enough to give me the perfect life, one I could never deserve.” He begins to push himself off of the tombstone, “looks like we were never meant to be, huh, Angel?”

Every part of him wanted to stay here in your presence, it being the only thing that comforts him these days. He wasn't ready to cut ties with the person that gives him life just yet. He wants to hug you, kiss you, caress you. Anything to get his hands on you, and make you his. But some things simply aren’t meant to be.

But like the sudden surprise of an animal attacking its prey, he feels a rough tug on his collar, and hot breath next to his ear.

“I’m being sarcastic, you know. As if I’m any saner than you. I don’t mind the idea of running away with you.”

The hand labeled ‘sin’ that had found itself on your lower back was pulling you forward with a force that made it seem like Hanma hated the idea of letting you go. As if he couldn’t stand the thought of not being with you. This was the first time he’s ever felt emotions like this, and he wanted to chase this feeling for the rest of his life.

Kiss after kiss, a stronger feeling of being wanted coursed through his veins, the same way adrenaline does. Just over a whisper could be heard:

“‘Love you so goddamn much, Angel.”

“I love you too, my Reaper.”

Bonus: after getting back home, Y/n convinces Hanma to wear a reaper costume and he's in charge of handing out candy:

-Oct 27, 22

[blackbutlerbitch23]

💖Now that I have some followers who cannot escape my feed and are forced to listen to me, I will rank my top 5 ships from Black Bulter from Worst to Best and explain why I placed them there. BTW my opinion is 100% correct, AND no, I do not take criticism. Buckle up your seat belts because this will be a long ride, and no, we're not gonna stop; you should have gone to the bathroom before we left. Now sit back, relax and HAVE FUN, EVERYONE!!!! 💖

5. Vincent & Madam Red

Aesthetically this couple is fantastic. Betrayal, drama, jealousy, and forbidden love. There's a reason why blue and red are often paired together. PRIME COLOURS, BABY. That's what the kids call colour theory 😎. ANWAY, this is the Angelica Schuyler (work, work) and Alexander Hamilton (lol, you defiantly threw away your shot) ship of the Black Butler community. Even the name Angelina looks and sounds similar to Angelica. They are a bisexual dream of "may I have a side of step on me" 👞👡. They would have been that couple. Yet, I gotta rate them at number five because even though they would be slaying it together (literally and figuratively *very clever jack the ripper and watchdog joke*🔪), it does reduce the intelligent and independent Madam Red into an "uwu notice me sempai" girl. She gets turned from girl boss (affectionate) into girl boss (unaffectionate). Like GURL, I know he is bad, but you are a Miranda in a world full of Nates. The Devil wears Prada because he has taste👠. He's not worth trying to stab an eye-patched child over.

7/10 - if I was Angelina, I would have poured red wine over Rachel's wedding dress because I'm petty like that👰🍷.

4. Mey-Rin & Ronald Knox

I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL ARE THINKING🧠. That's right, I'm telepathic AF. Call me Anya 2.0. "Didn't they only interact once?" Yes, and your point? I could sense the chemistry and potential oozing like a warhead from that singular interaction. When Mey-Rin said that was the first time she ever got hit on, I was shocked and appalled because that girl is a hot warrior queen 👑like some Victorian Hippolyta. If I was shot by Mey-Rin, I would thank her because that meant she noticed little ol' me. Ronald (lol nerd) may *technically* be a dead sociopathic playboy, but underneath all that, he is also a clumsy idiot with some pretty snazzy fighting skills like a certain maid ;)). They both rock the sexy geeky🤓 look, AND Mey-Rin deserves to be swept away by a man who understands the struggle of trying to impress your superior (and failing horribly) while cleaning out blood stains🩸. They are number four because I vaguely get some The Mister by E.L James vibes, which makes me break out in a cold sweat 😷🤢if I think about it for too long. Plus, they did only interact once. God, imagine having Grell as a mother-in-law.

7.5/10 - Call me captain because Imma go down with the ship like the Campania that brought these virgins together⚓.

3. Ciel & Sieglinde

Bubala, I want to get this out of the way before we proceed. I'm no Humbert Humbert. Miss me with that ❌Lolita❌ shit (although it's a fantastic book, shout out to my lad Nabokov). When I ship kids, it's in an "it would be cute in the future" way. I don't expect a thirteen-year-old and ten-year-old actually to date. Kapeesh? Anyway, this is also not a reflection of Elizabeth as a character. We can all agree that their relationship was doomed the minute Lizzy discovered that OCiel wasn't RCiel and proceeded to have one of the worst reactions possible™. She tried to kill Sebastian, ran away from home, and let a TEENAGER get arrested because she got Parent Trapped. Girl, you even knew he was innocent but go off sis🙄💅. You know, ✨everyday rich girl things✨. Sieglinde, our little green witch, adores Ciel for who is truly is, not the broken-down actor carrying around his brother's ghost. Our scientist saw OCeil at his lowest point and still came to respect him. She also was tricked by him but didn't try to get him arrested, so...🙄💅. I'm more of an On the grind 💪 appreciator than a girl boss, manipulate gaslight type. Gotta love a spider leg, girl.

Unlike Elizabeth, who has dealt with tragedy from a distance (and don't get me wrong, she hasn't had an easy ride. It's just more psychological/self-inflicted), Ciel and Sieglinde, these two pipsqueaks have been through hell and back but came out stronger. In short, they can relate to each other's pain more than others their age. Plus, she's super adorable and a genius who can keep up (and outsmart) Ciel and is unafraid to be herself. They might not win in a leg race, but they will destroy you on a chessboard♟️. The best girl in town deserves the worst boy in London 😈.

8/10- Don't witches 🧙‍♀️ love the devil or whatever? Hocus Pocus girl and contract boy can fangirl over the same demon together. Fandom goals

2. Diedrich & Vincent

Ah, Hello again, Vincent. You have shown up on this list more than the actual Manga. Anyway, WHEN I SAW THE PANEL, THE ONE WITH "THE DAYS SPENT WITH YOU ARE BURNED INTO A MEMORY," I WANTED TO CRY. OMFG. I LOVE IT SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖. They look so sweet together there🥺. I'm a bitch for dark English academia shit because I am basic AF. Like, don't come at me. I know dark academia has a somewhat problematic history, but Imma keep shoving it down my throat like how Diedrich shoves down those sandwiches😏. The relationship between Vincent and Diedrich is so angsty that I need some rain boots because it's pouring tears out here. Even years after Vincent dies, Diedrich remains loyal to him and tries to save his child (in his "I hate you but I serectly love you" way).

Now I can hear you exclaim, "well, Vincent basically enslaved German boy as his brother-servent thing," but let me tell you, if he wanted out, he could have just stayed in Germany, but that Guten Tag man kept visiting that fine British ass until the day that fine Britsh ass was burnt to a crisp. Vincent was hot until the day he died🔥. Diedrich even keeps a picture of their time together and thinks of it fondly, despite Vicent treating him like a lapdog. THIS MAN DIDN'T EVEN GET MARRIED!!!! WAS IT BECAUSE HE WAS TOO BUSY WITH VINCENT🤔🤔🤔???? Probably not, but for my sake, I will say yes. If Lana Del Ray's music was a couple, it would be this one. They are at number two because as much I love them, there is one ship I adore a bit more. Plus, Vincent has so many side pieces that I don't trust him to stay in a monogamous relationship.

8.5/10 - I wish I knew WHY Vincent chose Rachel over these icons. Like girl, we have no beef, but I need to understand how you collared Vincent🐕‍🦺.

1. Sebastian & Agni

HAHAHA, YOU MUST OF ALL KNOWN MY (DE)MAN WOULD HAVE TO BE A PART OF MY NUMBER ONE PAIR!!!! Oooooh, the scene where Sebastian said that Agni was the first person to ever call him a friend👌👌👌. Sebastian's first friend. Think about that. The AMOUNT OF ADMIRATION they had for one another. This is Sebastian "lol, humans are bugs I like to burn with my magnifying glass" Michaelis, who respects nothing but himself (and cats). Yet, he believed Agni to be an "exemplary butler" who lived up to his ~asethics~ and Agni, the literal right hand of Kali, reached out (no pun instead) to a DEMON and saw something worth appreciating. 

Sebastian even listened to his advice over Ciel's. His master and meal ticket. The guy he signed the bloody contract with. That's like if your lawyer turned to the opposition and said, "they make a fair point, and I agree my client is in the wrong." Like WHAT???? Seb values Agni's advice. A human. In Yana's own words, a species he views as nothing more than a cluster of pests. At best, they're amusing, like how a kid keeps an ant farm. Yet, Agni is different. Here the grasshopper has become the master🙇.

Their potential stepdad AUs were just up my ally. FOUND FAMILY ADMIRES UNITE! But I gotta admit, as much I love Soma, I would give him up for adoption if he was my kid. I can't deal with that level of extra. At the very least, he would go to theatre camp for the entire summer and boarding school, as is tradition for most rich British families. See, I'm not totally heartless😘! Talking about heartlessness, don't even get me started on Agni's death scene because I will ugly cry. When Sebastian dirtied himself with Agni's blood, even tho we all know that prissy bitch is more protective over his clothes than a runway model😔✊. That was the most upset we had ever seen him (outside of almost losing his son Ciel), and he seemed at least happy Agni died in peace. I doubt Sebastian can genuinely mourn, but now at least, he has double reason to hate Undertaker. 

In Conclusion, I just think they are neat.

9.5/10- YASS KING, WHISPER YOUR DEMON SHIT WHILE HE PRAYS TO KALI!!! However, I can't give this a perfect score because one half is dead, and I do not support necrophilia💀. I hope we get Ciel and Sebastian explaining to Soma that they did not kill his daddy and, in fact, were planning a family vacay🏖️. I swear to god, if they have Soma work with RCiel, Imma flip my lid like a fucking kettle. Overall, they would have been couple goals💏.