#i want to hold you (hostage)

[bruciemilf]

"Oh har har Gotham is terrible to Joker and that's why he acts the way he does," Gotham worships a hot topic furry with the mental stability of a soggy cracker and thinks a 10 year old vigilante is perfectly normal

[sanyu-thewitch05]

I certainly didn’t see this being on my 2023 bingo card.

Edit: Ya’ll this meme above isn’t accurate anymore since other messages from the group came out. I made this meme when the first initial message came out.

The meme down below is more correct as to what’s probably happening with Ao3. Also wanted to say that despite the name of group, the people behind it are probably Russians.

Edit: July 11th, So Ao3 is back! Though the donation link is being attacked now. There’s also a second account on Twitter trying to impersonate Ao3.

[codypunk]

idk if there's even an audience for this besides like 2 mutuals but also I feel like I should actually put this down instead of vaguely alluding to it all the time. the movementverse is my au where it's basically just what if the messiah gimmick actually worked and I changed murph and the aop for people I actually care about (sorry).

nathan (frazer) also made a tweet back in 2021 about how if seth ever needed an actually loyal disciple instead of murphy, he was available so that was what made my gay little gears turn

its essentially a seth and roman role swap with roman being a far more mentally stable version of himself and seth as a tyrannical leader of a faction bc it's kind of funny to think about. also seth loses his eye at extreme rules instead of rey which to me is what would have been the last proverbial straw that would put him full force into that persona, since in canon he seemingly has some kind of remorse (or he just thinks it's gross, either way he throws up)

its also in canon already very heavy handed on the authority callbacks, seth word for word parrots things hunter once said to him back to murph so I always really kind of wished they did more with that because it does a lot for seths character that his idea of a villain is using hunters words and tactics and using his sledgehammer

[deelavis]

“You s-said,” Near gasps, “that you— that you take g-good care of— of your things.” “Aw,” Mello coos, condescending as can be. “You wanna get taken care of, Near?”

-I Want To Hold You (Hostage) by @neallo / @blondiest

This fanfiction is absolutely stunning. I first fell in love with this ship back when I was in middle school (a long time ago I'm 28 lol) and recently fell back into it when a friend had a Death Note themed costume birthday party. I was so happy to find what a beautiful fandom still existed and all of the talented people making new content.

The first piece I read by Neallo was There's Nothing I Hate More Then What I Can't Have and I was instantly enthralled. I mean feet kicking under the covers, giggling like a school girl, to the point where my partner started asking me after every giggle, "What did Mello do now?" Their fanfiction truly makes me feel the same joy I felt when I first got into fandom. When I was reading I Want To Hold You (Hostage) I knew I had to make art of it. Their work not only nails the character's dynamic and voices, it is also so sexy and well paced. At this point I could write an embarrassingly long think piece/love letter on their body of work so I'll stop while I'm ahead. Please if you haven't read it, add it to your list.

Full (nsfw) art below the cut

I truly do not know if this is too much with tumblr's new guidelines on art so if I have to take down the full image you can find it at this dropbox link where I'll be posting the uncropped versions of all explicit fanart (frankly because I hate using twitter)

[spotaus]

Hey! The ask!! Lets see if i can manage to type everything i thought about in the time i got my break!!

So. I got thinking. (This was also a half baked drabble idea but didnt feel like making it a full one so you are getting the idea like this!! >:D)

We spoke about how Killer would be guarding Nightmare in the raid where Dream manages to steal him.

The problem is. If Killer can still move this guy WILL throw himself at Dream to save Nightmare. Meaning that Killer has to be mortally wounded. (Also works with why Nightmare rushes to shield his older brother)

So we got Killer just laying in whatever room Nightmare and him ahd been in. Probably slowly bleeding out.

On one hand. You can have the Knights run in right after. But then what is stopping them from splitting up, one part staying with Killer and one part rushing after Dream? And it has been YEARS since Dream last visited the castle. He may not remember everything quite right.

So... in theory. It should take more time for the Knights to get to Killer. But Killer is mortally wounded.

So. In comes!! Ccino (my beloved).

Ccino had been going towards killer and nightmare after helping the servants and maids evacuate or go to the bunker.

He gets there to see Killer pretty much laying there dying on the ground, Nightmare no where to be seen.

What does he do?

Ccino's crisis management skills activate. He wants to find Nightmare but he has no clue of where Nightmare went and he has no way to fight whoever took him. Killer is in front of him actively dying.

He goes to Kilelr's side.

Killer, the romantic idiot, probably realises he is fucking dying. So maybe he is like. Maybe i can confess? (Add some extra angst and make it that the hit was by either his neck or spine or soul. Making him unable to communicate)

Ccino is trying to keep the wound closed but he has no healing magic. He doenst even have first aid kit on him beyond the bare minimum. What does he do?

Well... he knows there is one being still in the castle. He does a little prayer and asks for help.

For Killer? Killer is slowly falling unconscious. He tried to confess but cant speak. He cant even apologise for failing everyone and losing Nightmare. At least Ccino is here in his last moments. He isnt alone. So he falls asleep.

Maybe some warm light guides him. A familiar voice that was once a friend? He tries to follow only to be stopped. Stopped by something sharp and pulling him down. Back into the darkness. It feels like when he fell into a bush. The way those thorns prick his bones.

Killer at first tries to follow the image of his friend (were they his friend? They saved him right? So why shouldnt he follow them?)

Only to hear so soft. So quietly from the darkness. 'Please dont let him die...'

And that sounds like Ccino... so Killer follows that voice. Goes into the darkness and it feels as if he traveled through a overgrown forest with sticks and stuff all pulling on his limbs.

And he wakes up. His skull in Ccino's lap as Ccino keeps the wound closed and did the best first aid he did. Moments later the Knights rush in to assist.

(Yes. The tree pulled Killer's soul back to the living side while the memories of chara were trying to pull killer into oblivion and get him to die)

Okay that is all. I wanted to get that out of my system.

Okay. Hi. As always, losing my everloving mind over this. Gonna make a Cut so it's easier to scroll hehe-

First off, you are SO right about Killer fighting till he physically can't move. I think that the combat between Dream and Killer is actually decently drawn out, because Dream is kinda in a frenzy (Storm growing outside + just obliterated Cross as far as he knows) and as a mostly long-range attacker it was stupid of him to try and fight Killer alone in a confined space. Killer's fast, and has a lot more to lose if he loses this fight (Nightmare is still hidden but low key stuck, and Dream is very adamant about ending his life) so he gets up close and personal for a while and lands quite a few solid attacks. However, Killer has also heard about Dream. He saw the distress on his little face when Cross admitted who had sent him and why. How Nightmare refused to send an assassination party to end things prematurely. This is Night's brother, so Killer won't kill him. As much as he wants to.

This leaves him at a direct disadvantage, and anytime he backs off to recoup Dream shoots arrows at him. (I also think he took a couple on purpose, because where he'd hidden Nightmare was the trajectory and he couldn't block it fast enough). And then, I like to think that when Killer gets in really close one time, Dream summons his blades, the ones he was still a novice with. But! One of Them peirces Killer's outer ring of his soul, and Dream jabs upwards (kinda using his other hand on the hilt to have more force) and wedges it into Killer's spine just past his ribcage. When Dream does this it his the magical equivalent of a vein, and when he shoves Killer away and off his blade, the other can only stay upright for a few stumbles before he teeters and falls onto his back.

Soul out in the open, covered in wounds (I like to think Dream's arrows peirce and burn), and now bleeding and seemingly paralyzed, Dream pulls out his bow again, ready to shoot Killer straight in his target soul. But, he's still selfish, and he wants to monolgue a bit, curse Killer (who he believes has been controlling his brother for so long) and shoots his hand, then a gash in his neck from a well-placed arrow, until he can see that dusty layer rising on Killer's bones signaling it'll be a slow death.

But, when he finishes cursing out Killer, is ready to fire the final shot? Nightmare had been hiding in a wardrobe, when Killer had stopped talking he'd gotten worried and peeked out against his better judgement. Now, with the scene, he rushes into the crossfire and, like we've discussed, the arrow ricochets off the mask and knocks it off, revealing Night in his teen form.

And it's a quick pleading, a desperate little plea from Nightmare not to kill Killer, or hurt his knights or the people. To just stop. And Dream, after his moment of shock + probing Night's emotions to find this really is him, scoops him up. His intention was to finish Killer off, but the storm outside roars louder and he can feel a strong emotion hurrying his way, so he decides to retreat. Killer should bleed out anyways.

And now finally to your point!!! Ccino is absolutely the best option! The Knights have no idea what's happening inside, and all they can. Do to help is keep Blue and Ink occupied. Cross is down for the count and looking rough, and they just have to trust that Killer got Night out or somewhere safe. Ccino? Ccino finished his part of the job, efficient af, and is rushing to go find Nightmare and Killer. He doesn't know Dream got in, he doesn't know quite where they'd be, but he can kinda sus it out based on carnage and wet steps in the halls where *soneone* got it. If they did, Killer would probably be stalling with Night nearby.

And like u said, he gets there and finds Killer actively dying, and crisis management kicks in! Ough everything about this moment is so perfect... Ccino never learned medicine, and has no healing magic, so he can only make Killer a little more comfortable and put pressure on his wounds to try and stop the bleeding. And he *sees* that soul injury. No matter how well he staunches the blood flow with his apron, that would surely kill him without treatment. And Killer seems to still be conscious, but barely. He's fading. And silent, which is deeply eerie and Wrong.

And good gods. Killer wanting so so bad to confess because, he's gonna die anyways so he wants to get it out, but he Literally can't say anything?? Wauhh!!!!!

And Ccino reaching out to the Veing in the castle... praying, begging for Killer to be saved, because Ccino refuses to leave him alone, and also refuses to lose him. Killer was Night's first knight, the most important person in that kid's world (Ccino doesn't count himself). All the Knights rely on Killer for guidance and support. Ccino needs Killer in his life, this idiot, this criminal, is somehow one of his favorite people in this castle. Please, please, please don't let him go. Keep him here until help arrives. *please*.

And the Castle obliges. Not only is Killer the one who protected Nightmare, the prince who is restoring this land, but Killer is one Ccino values. Ccino is here, stopping his wounds, begging for help to save a life. He hasn't done that before.

And!!! The description from Killer's perspective!!!!! For all intents and purposes, it seems the warm friendly voice (Chara!!!) Should be the one he follows. It's gentle, beckoning towards a soft glow, it's peaceful. And then the tree's method of getting Killer back is to snag him. Darkness, unpleasant contact that stabs and pricks and scratches. It's not nice, it's not subtle, it's dragging him back into pain and agony of his injuries (even if it's not immediate). But Killer doesn't fight because he hears Ccino! Even if he doesn't process that it's him, it unlocks something in his core that makes him decide to take the hard route and push back through that dense forest until he's back to the living realm. Still on death's door, but alive!

Oh I love this visual so dearly, frothing at the mouth about it....

And ofc the aftermath. Dream couldn't find the main entrance, so he snuck out a servant's door and signaled from outside that he was ready to go. The militia (I think the guard was busy holding off militia members from entering the castle walls) retreats first, scattering into town and Rogers demands no pursuit, hold the walls strong. Then Blue and Ink narrowly escape by simply using Ink's magic puddles, appearing somewhere else in the city through a big enough rain puddle. (Though, miles out they're still dodging the occasional lightning strike).

Only after they're too far off do the knight rush back. Horror's got Cross (in critical condition due to a blow to the side of his ribs+spine but ultimately stable) and Dust leads the way to search for Night and Killer, also following the trail Dream had left, and... they find Ccino and Killer. Killer is very very much limp in Ccino's lap, they're basically sitting in a pool of Killer's blood, and Ccino upon spotting them rapidly tells Dust to go find a healer and bring them here. Immediately.

Horror sets Cross nearby and focuses his efforts on trying to help Ccino put pressure on Killer's wounds but he can't do much either.

But, y'know, the healers who have magic for it are able to stabilize him (they are flabbergasted that he's not dead) and Cross is alright too. Dust + Horror go searching for Night. Nowhere to be found.

[ghostiezone]

"....Ashe?"

"Who's that?"

short-ish fic under the cut because I had to be in the tranches about this :)

The Wards received the invitation only an hour before they arrived.

i know where to find your friend :)

The crumpled piece of paper looked like it had been drawn in crayon. It was stapled to the front door of their home. Their civilian home.

"Aux-" Failsafe started immediately, but Imprint's hand over his mouth cut off the name before he could finish. The boy wasn't in costume.

Imprint addressed him instead, cautious. "Ashe...?" He lowered his gloved hand from Failsafe's face and stepped forward between his two teammates, slowly, like he was approaching a cornered animal.

Wraith had been a stoic, silent presence since they entered the room, but Failsafe could feel the tension rolling off of him in waves.

The boy sitting on the edge of the desk looked.... young. Younger than he should. The shirt he had been put in was too big for him. Not in the same way his dad's jacket was too big for him- he used that like a turtle shell, something to retreat into, pull over himself like a shield. It was safe, warm, all-encompassing. Despite the issues they knew Ashe and his father had with each other, the love was still there. No, these clothes... they hung loose on his already skinny frame, making him look exposed. Vulnerable. They were monochrome, pale in a way that made him look washed-out, almost ghostly. He sat with his legs crossed, hands holding his ankles. He wasn't wearing shoes. One of the sleeves threatened to slip off his shoulder.

He tilted his head as they entered the room. The movement made Failsafe think of the stray puppies he used to feed in the alley behind their house.

His hair had been washed recently.

Something was very wrong here.

Ashe's face was devoid of all emotion. Though he was looking at the three of them, making eye contact, something seemed... distant. Failsafe reached out with his power and found... nothing.

He felt his heart seize in his chest. He frantically grabbed Imprint's hand before he could take another step forward, and tore his gaze away from Ashe to lock eyes with Wraith He hissed under his breath, he didn't trust his voice not to shake "guys, hes-"

"Breaker state, yeah. I know." Wraith finally broke his silence, voice stony and cold. "Don't get any closer to him."

At the sound of Wraith's voice, Ashe's eyes locked onto him. They were burning with an orange glow.

His head bent further to one side, and his face split into a wide grin that looked almost painful. Failsafe felt Imprint tense, fingers twitching like he was getting ready to reach for a weapon. He squeezed the wrist he was already holding. "Don't. We can't. That's still Ashe."

In that brief moment of distraction, the boy on the desk began to laugh. It was a broken sound, distorted, not like anything they had heard from him before. That deep orange glow in his eyes shone even through his closed eyelids. Wraith's cape billowed as he stepped in front of the other two, barking a clipped "Incoming!" as the space behind the desk began to distort.

Wraith's own warping powers sprang up in response, a translucent blue barrier forming in the air between the wards and their friend. As they watched, unsure of how to act, a rectangular shape began to appear in the air behind where Ashe was sitting, growing clearer and sharper as it eventually formed a sort of doorway. It was hard to look at directly, the light in the room seeming to bend toward the corners. The walls and floor buldged and sank in response to the tear in reality. The door itself was more like a window- a vague, distorted cityscape slowly coming into focus on the other side. The barrier began to ripple, as if it was made of water, as a figure stepped through it into the room.

Ashe's laughing was suddenly doubled as it became clear that whoever had just entered was cackling as well. It was an eerie echo- they were taking the same pauses for breath and short hiccups between giggles. Their shoulders bounced in matching tempo and their heads tilted back toward the ceiling at the exact same time.

The new figure was dressed in a long purple-grey patchwork coat, sleeves torn off and bottom hem ripped to shreds. He wore a darker purple scarf up to his chin, which flared out behind him into a tattered cape. The coat was sinched at the waist with a faded green belt, the end of which swung loose around his legs to give the appearance of a long tail. He wore some sort of blood-red bodysuit which concealed every bit of skin that would otherwise be showing. His darkened silver hair flared out around his head in wild spikes. Over his face, a circular mask concealed any distinguishing features. The mask may have been white once, but was now more of a tarnished brown. Two horns curled upward on either side of the face, which consisted of a cudely painted-on cartoonish black smile with squinted eyes.

"Why, if it isn't the Wards of New Haven!" The figure exclaimed, suddenly dropping into a deep bow. "You can call me the Trickster. Oh, I've been waiting so long to meet you!" There was a sort of childlike excitement in his voice, but there was a strain to it as well, as if holding back the laughter was causing him mental pain.

He turned his head toward Ashe, who was sitting motionless again on the desk. The figure cleared his throat, then in a harsh voice, snapped "You'd best show some respect in the face of such powerful heroes!"

As if dragged down by force, Ashe bent forward, nearly losing his balance and falling face first off of his perch. When he sat back again, his deadpan expression broke into a wide grin again. The smile didn't reach his eyes.

"What are you doing to him?!" Failsafe snapped, voice cracking with the panic of seeing his friend so vulnerable.

"Who, me?" The villain straightened back up, bouncing on his toes as he did. He flung a hand up to his chest in an overdramatic show of offense... and Ashe's hand made the same motion. In a cheap imitation of Ashe's voice, the Trickster echoed "I wouldn't hurt a fly!" As he did, Ashe muttered the same words.

"He's some sort of Master." Imprint's eyes were locked onto the figure, tracing his every move. The subtle shift in his posture put the image of a panther in Failsafe's mind. His next words were directed at the villain. "What do you want with Ashe?"

"Better yet, what do you want with us?" Wraith added. The strain of holding up a constant shield for this long was starting to take its toll on him, hands starting to shake. Even though the Trickster wasn't outright attacking them, knowing he was a Master with this kind of power was enough to keep them all on edge. They didnt know his limitations yet. "You were the one that sent us the note, right? Why bring us here just to stand there and laugh at us?"

The villain started cackling again, bending at the waist with the sheer force of his laughter. "Ashe?!" He straightened back up, mimed wiping a tear from the corner of the eye of the mask. "Who's that? Never heard of them!" As he stood up to his full height, he ran a hand gingerly through Ashe's hair. The boy didn't move, didn't react, despite Failsafe's immediate short burst of anger at the action. The Trickster clicked his tongue, continued to run his hands through Ashe's silvery-purple hair. As his hands moved, a glow began to spread from them. The same orange glow emanating from Ashe's eyes was surrounding the Trickster's fingertips. As he waggled the fingers on his free hand, little orange strings no thicker than spider silk extended upwards from them, seeming to disappear into thin air. The strings reappeared, wound around Ashe's arms. There was a loop around his neck as well, giving the sickening illusion of a collar.

"I just wanted to introduce the three of you to my Muse." He put an odd emphasis on that final word.

It was a name.

"And, to let you know he's mine now, and you can't have him back!" The static smile on the mask somehow looked devilish. It was such a childish statement, as if they were fighting over a toy on the playground, but it sent chills down all three of the heroes' spines. "Finders keepers, he came to me first! That means I get dibs." His voice dropped an octave on that last sentence, suddenly becoming threatening and deadpan. "Try to take him from me if you can. It'll be fun."

Suddenly, he spun on his heel, facing the doorway he came from. The rippling effect was starting to get more pronounced, more unpredictable. "Ah! But it seems like playtime's over for now. We'll see you soon, Wards."

Before he stepped back through the door, the strings around Ashe's limbs tightened, and he was dragged by some nearly-invisible force toward the doorway. He moved stiffly, as if the puppetmaster hadn't gotten used to moving him yet, but eventually he was pulled through the fading doorway.

The Trickster gave them one last mock solute before ducking through as well. The lingering echo of laughter hung in the room around them.

And Ashe- Muse- was gone with him.

[slythereen]

christian it’s not too late for you to stick a rbr sticker on charles’ car and let him and max team up against carlos btw. if you care

[i-may-be-an-emu]

me: I wanna do something productive.

brain: no

me: but I want to and I have time and kind of have energy and I actually need to be doing things because it’s important stuff

brain: still no

me: well can I write or draw or something then

brain: nope, cause you’re meant to be being productive?

me: but you said I couldn’t be productive??

brain: yeah

[ancha-aus]

Sending you a wholesome ask of silly side-ideas for New Age! Because I realized I've done about ner zero fluff since I started on this, haha!

Mostly thinking about when Horror, Dust, and Killer are the only ones really interacting with eachother. Because a lot like the normal/usual MTT, I think they're fairly isolated away from even the other folks on castle-grounds due to their ranks. They don't *quite* loosen up until after Night is tiny lol.

So, they're eachother's only normal company! I'm thinking moments where Dust is up late and can't sleep so he goes to the kitchen only to find Horror raiding the pantry for a midnight snack. They end up eating some dried fruits in quiet solidarity in the dark kitchen only illuminated by the candle Horror brought with him, and they only split off when Dust yawns and wanders off, shooting a nod of appreciation at Horror.

Moments when Killer has the zoomies and training isn't quite enough for him, and he's not on duty with Night so he goes to the other two. Horror agrees to go out to the courtyard with Killer and run laps together, because he needs the extra exercise anyways. Killer talks through the whole thing, jogging along and telling Horror about the cats or the latest news from out, or just making other general small-talk. Dust sits on a bench on the outskirts out of the sun and either naps or listens to them if he's not on-duty either.

Moments when Dust is free and goes out to the barns to work with the horses, only for Killer to follow behind and ask him questions. It was one of the few times Dust really spoke back then, and Killer recognized it. He's always very respectful and took it upon himself to remember the names of the horses. In contrast, Dust asks Killer about the barn cats, and knows the names of those who are mousers and stick around the stables. When they both have time off there's a good chance Killer will be holding cats in his arms and Dust will be saddling up a horse, and they're just making small-talk.

Moments where all three Knights join Nightmare to take a check-in with the guard, and join in on the training for a bit, just as a fun exercise. Killer and Horror taking on several guards in a spar at a time, and they get to have fun without any real pressure or worry about doing it wrong. Horror gets to see a lot of familiar faces from when he had his early training, and Killer gets to see a new side of Horror's tactics. Dust sits it out, because he almost fried some Newby once and doesn't want to do it again. He occasionally cheers them on from the sidelines.

On missions, the Knights staying at inns and only taking one room to save effort. Night insists they should get rooms each for themselves if they're on a mission of 2, but collectively they agree they feel more comfortable and/or safer staying in a single. Horror is a very solid pillow (he has no ecto but his sleepwear is padded and comfy) so if he's with Killer,,Killer ends up falling asleep laying on him. Dust is more reluctant but ends up doing so as well. When Dust and Killer roomed together on missions initially, Dust took the bed + Killer the floor, because Killer had slept in weirder spots, but eventually they got more tolerant of each other and now Dust often sleeps on the edge of the bed w/ his back to Killer but Killer taking up most of the bed.

Moments where Killer knows Horror likes to buy trinkets so if they're in-town he'll point things out to him. It's a 50/50 on whether Horror is actually interested, but it serves to get a conversation going either way, and Horror appreciates it.

Moments where Dust and Killer drink themselves drunk on the way back to the castle after a mission, spending some well-earned time relaxing and having fun. Dust is REALLY good at darts when he's drunk. Killer can down a lot more liquor than anyone ever expects him to, but he gets the WORST hang-overs. Dust always has something to ease it the next morning and they never bring up why because Dust doesn't really get any backlash.

^On this same note: Horror only likes to drink when he's at the castle, because he becomes a sappy drunk. He drapes himself over Dust and Killer and bear-hugs them until they wiggle free or he gets emotional over thinking about his family, or his friends, or Crap, just a lil too hard. The others love it when he does this-

And ofc when Cross is added to the squad? Killer taking Cross under his wing, of course for training, but also for all the social things he missed out on. Killer dragging Cross into the crowd at his first Winter Ball. Killer convincing Cross to have a drink (bad influence!! Also Cross is a sad drunk-). Killer teaching Cross the ropes of what he can and shouldn't do around Nightmare, Ccino, the court, etc.

Cross nervously coming to Horror about that crush of his, and that nice conversation letting them get a second of heart to heart. Cross realizing Horror is pretty well-adjusted, abd Horror realizing Cross was still learning about the world.

Cross talking with Dust about all the crazy old things Ink would get up to as they moved around, and Dust recounting a few stories from his own life. The two of them out on a mission, camping, talking about their strange pasts and just how much they miss them, but they're happy now. Dust wanting Cross to get out and explore and enjoy himself, now that he's been free from wherever he was before.

Horror teaching Cross about edible wild plants, and which animals (like snakes + bugs) have poison/venom, because Cross was curious about it. They spend a lot of their missions sleeping in the wild even if there are inns, because they both respect and enjoy nature + want it all around them.

Killer teaching Cross how to hold the cats abd play with them. Turns out Cross can make the equivalent of a lazer-pointer, which the cats adore, but he's so nervous about them that he panics when they move too fast he makes the light go away. Eventually one of the cats does a bite then licks his hand and he decides that maybe they aren't so fragile + can be played with a bit. Killer and Cross bond over playing with the cats pretty often.

Cross joining Horror to visit Crop + other farms and coming across a cow for the first time? It nearly runs him over because he tried to say hello to a calf, and from then on out he was terrified to face them. Horror keeps the secret very willingly and it only leaks when Cross panics at the sight of a Cow in passing w/ Killer.

Okie I'm done now! Just some spft lil interactions between the sillies! Hope you enjoy! :D

AAAH!!! Dude!! I love this fluff and cute stuff!~ Let me get to it :3

I fully agree. Those three are isolated form the others. It isn't done on purpose or anything. It just kinda happens between training and special chambers. It isn't until later that Nightmare asks Killer if he minded being this alone before. Killer tells him he didn't mind. (mostly because this man used all his free time to daydream about Ccino and he is not admitting that.)

I like that they before were only relaxed neareahc other. brothers and brothers in arms. That it wasn't until Nightmare got younger that they also truly included him and were more relaxed around others ironically.

Okay Dust and Horror being snack buddies. Dust wakes up a lot because of the energy and electricity of the storm around his soul. Sometimes it is worse than other nights. so he tries to do stuff to calm himself down. mundane stuff. one of which is snacks. and he finds horror. who is cooking to calm his nerves and help get more energy for his body. Them just relaxing togehter and eating snacks. no need to talk. It is about not being alone together. It is about them both having someone to not feel alone wiht.

So after snack time they both silently return to bed.

I love the idea that Killer gets the zoomies and just goes to run laps. and Horror coming along to keep training his body. And dust just gravitates and watches them train as he sits near. His storm may power him but his body is still fragile and vulnerable (glass canon for life) Killer just yapping and talking the whole time. Probably talking about what he saw and the newest gossip he heard from other people. Hroror likes listening.

I love that Dust was even MORE quiet than now. He probbaly didn't speak unless spoken to and even then short messages (the first conversation between nightmare nad dust would probbaly not even count as a conversation. as Dust still spoke close to nothing) but Killer and him at the barn. Killer petting the barn cats and talking about the cats and their different personalities and how some of them are braver and some of them are clearly better hunters. but that people all treat them as if they are one and the same! and Dust just softly muttering about it being the same wiht horses. and Killer listens closely as Dust talks about how the different horses have their own rpeferences. How some prefer long tracks and others prefer short sprints. How some like to work on the castle farm because they like the full body workout to pull farm stuff. and others much prefer to let someone ride them to patrol.

Killer is probably the first to learn that the horses have differnet strengths not jsut because of their body types but because they like other stuff. Killer probably tells nightmare that dust knows a LOT about horses and Nightmare goes to watch dust relax nad work with them. And nightmare decides to just silently put dust in charge of the stables. Dust is shocked but very happy as he spends even more time wiht the horses.

The guards probably look forwards to Knight training! Like. the knights coming to join their training? It is awesome and so cool. They get to try out all kinds of strategies to defeat the knights and the king watches. Often times they get new ideas for new attacks and the guard gets extra motivated.

For the knights it is nice because it shows them. How much stronger they are. How much the training TRULY matters. How they are in their own league os skills and powers. It is honestly abit of an ego boost to them that Ngihtamre thinks they deserve to know and have.

The knights on missions!! The three of them ALWAYS sharing a room! Nightmar eis so confused. he gave them enough gold to cover the costs right? Do they need more?

the gang meanwhile at first do it to feel safe. and alter because they get anxiety if the others arent nearby when on missions. Dust and Killer sharing a bed as homies. them both using horror as living pillow. Which is so ncie for horror, as horror was used to his family being so gentle with them. These two just lean all of their weight on him and fall asleep. trusitn ghim to also protect them. It is nice.

Killer picking up that horror likes to get trinkets when in town adn trying to help him pick stuff!! That is so cute! horror aprpeciates it and they always get talking and relaxing.

Dust and Killer beign drinking buddies is so funny. Killer ebign able to drink more than SHOULD be possible but having the worst hangovers. Meanhwile Dust jsut doens't get hangovers but makes sure killer is okay after <3 so sweet.

Okay but you know those carnaval games where you like... throw darts to win prices? Killer and dust totally went to one drunk. and dust won so many prices. Killer has so many cat plushies now. He is so proud. And aAAAAAWWWW!!! Horror being a sappy drunk!! He is gonna hold his brothers and hug them and NEITHER gets a choice on it! and horror drunk holding his brothers as he speaks about Crop and how much he misses him and how he still wants to introduce dust and killer to him and the two others just nod along as they drink their own stuff.

and cross!! Cross would feel like such an outcast in the beginning. He was a spy and was send here AGAINST nightmare. and he can SEE how close those three are and how is he suposed to make up for what he did AND cathc up to that?! He can't! and- Killer is alreayd pulling him along to help him get started. Killer pulls him along to go running with horror adn him. Killer pulls cross along to hang wiht dust when dust is working on the horses to pet the cats in the meantime. Killer may be asleep but horror gentle guides cross to the kitchenin the middle of the night when cross is just sitting in the hall with empty sockets. Cross gets a glass of chocolate milk as he watches dust and horror just silently eat their snack. cross relaxes when he realises this moment doesn't require him to explain why he was awake or sitting there. it is jsut to relax.

Killer pulling him along to have fun with the winter ball, and only going after ccino when he knows that cross is a bit more relaxed and content. Killer making sure to pull cross into the drinking night, only to feel bad because sad cross is so sad :(

Cross so nervous when he confesses his crush. and Horror jsut gently sitting him down adn they talka nd speak and horror realising that cross just needs more time to get to know the world a bit more. that cross was very sheltered for a long time and forced into one direction with his life. Horror helps him see the easier and nicer things. A nice garden adn all the little insects hard at work. The way to prepare a nice homecooked meal. the crush disappears over time and cross just loves his older brother so much instead.

Dust being a listening ear for cross. For when cross feels ready to talk. and cross can tell dust ANYTHING and dust won't judge. Cross admits he assisted a serial killer and dust just nods as he continues to wait. Cross knows he can tell dust anything and dust will not judge him. Dust will only judge him for what he does now and will do in the future. the past is in the past.

It is dust who one day on their day off drags cross into town. but the back alleys. and shows there is so much more than the things he was taught before. That the best street food you get some the small stalls away from the main roads. that the most fun with a night out is to hang out wiht the people working in the bars. That the ladies and gentleman of the night know the craziest stories and gossip and are very chill and cool once it is obvious you have no interest in them for what they offer with their bodies.

Cross learns from dust that there is no shame in those things. that people will always do stuff that is needed to survive. And that doesn't make them bad people.

Cross learning about food and the planet form Horror. Learning how to see what is poisonous and dangerous and where to find food if you need to. meeting crop and cross was so nervous and just wanted to make a good impression only to half the cow situation happen. and crop is so nice to him afterwards. Crop helps him relax afterwards and is so nice to talk to.

Killer showing that the cats are really nice and affectionate. Teaching cross how to see when a cat wants to be pet and when a cat has enough. How to play wiht them and how to give them treats. Cross so scared he will hurt one only to have a cat bite and groom him contently (it was totally Bite. Killer is not surprised. she always bites. he can know. he has the scars to prove it.)

Just... Killer teaching Cross about the castle and how to learn to be himself. Horror teaching him about the planet and nature. and Dust teaching him about people and the cityliving.

The three of them help this sheltered and manipulated boy grow into who he could always be.

(on that note. Nightmare taught him about forgiveness, second chances, trust and loyalty. and Cross learned that from just watching Nightmare and seeing how the king treats others.)

[hope-was-a-disquieting-thing]

Neil: Wait, you can't kill me! I have a husband!

Kidnapper: And what makes you think I care about that?

Neil: Oh no this isn't a plea for mercy. It's a warning.

Kidnapper: Wha-

Andrew *breaking down the door, knives in hand looking marginally pissed*: Neil.

Neil: Oooh, you're in trouble now.

Andrew: Bold of you to assume I'm here for him. I warned you what would happen if you got kidnapped again junkie.

[neallo]

near getting angry at mello hits so different imo because of how patient / understanding he is overall with mello,,, like. this is the most obvious statement in the world given the actual text [gestures vaguely toward all of near's Mello Apologism in canon] but it DOES get me. near is not a doormat in the slightest but he does allow mello a lot of grace, and it is extremely fun to consider & determine what near's breaking point / limit would be in any given universe.

[kirin-no-yume]

Remember when Daigo snuck away from Mine to take a taxi to meet the people who were black mailing him with Kiryu. So Mine bought shares in every taxi company in order to track down which one Daigo took and where and used that to rescue him.

(While Daigo’s own bodyguards waved it off as their chairman sneaking off to have sex. And Mine even knew that Daigo paid off a girl to try and throw them off.)

[marsdeathdefiances]

I need to go back in time and go to Ancient Greece and get high with Alcibiades and Socrates and get to the bottom of whatever the fuck was going on between them.

[mlentertainment]

kyle gallner realizing i'm actually coming out to him and not just making a joke

[frances-baby-houseman]

Link

Please remind me that I am not entitled to a 1.1 million dollar house just because I want it very very badly. I don't have 1.1 million dollars! That's the bottom line!

But it's 2 houses down from my MIL and the neighbor in between is the listing agent and her husband was like, we'll dig a tunnel under our house to connect you to rita! What a dream for my kids to just go back and forth between our house and their grandma's! we'd never need to pay for aftercare again!

[ittybittybumblebee]

unspoken dispute to settle