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marinetteocean · 4 months ago

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Part 7

The moment Hooty saw them, he started screaming with excitement. "Luz and her friends are here! Hoot, hoot!"

Everyone laughed at the reaction of Hooty and stepped in the house. Luz and then Gus hugged him

"Luz came! Luz came! Hoot hoot!" Hooty shouted. King, Eda and Lilith must have heard Hooty because they ran downstairs from the upper floor.

"l've missed Lumity so so much!" Hooty shouted again

"Eda, King!" Luz shouted and ran to hug them.

"Luz! You are here!" Eda said in tears.

The four of them -of course Hooty joined them- hugged for a minute.

Then Lilith hugged Luz.

"l can't believe you are here." said King.

Eda looked at other kids and said "l'm so glad you all okay."

Now it was the others' turn to hug Eda and King.

"We missed you too old witch!" said Gus and hugged her.

"King it's so nice to see you again." said Willow and hugged him.

Amity was trying to say hello to Lilith, but she was embarassed so Lilith took the first step and hugged her.

When she pulled back she said "Amity it's been so long since I've seen you. How are you?"

"l'm okay, thank you Miss Lilith."

Eda approached Hunter after their conversation with Gus. "How are you Hunter? You look better now, l'm happy for you."

"Thank you Miss Eda."

"Just Eda."

Hunter smiled. "Thank you Eda."

After the "How are you" ceremony was over, all eyes were focused on Camila.

"You must be Luz's mom!" said King happily and shook her hand. "l'm King."

Camila knelt down and said "And l'm Camila."

"We're sorry, we were distracted by seeing the kids again, we couldn't be polite." said Lilith. "l'm Lilith, Eda's sister and King's aunt."

"No, no don't worry."

Behind Lilith was an Owl Lady who was nervous to meet Luz's mother. So Luz helped a bit and pulled her front. "Mami it's Eda, The Owl Lady l've been talking about for months."

Hearing that nearly made Eda cry but she held tears and just said "Hi! Your daughter stayed with me in this house while learning magic."

"l know that well." said Camila.

Before being able to say anything more Eda said "Don't get me wrong l know this place is dangerous for a human. You must be thinking l'm a bad influence and l can't even say otherwise but- ."

Camila interrupted her and said "l don't think that, l know every adventure you had and l'm happy for Luz to have you all."

"So, it went well." mumbled Eda.

"I hate to interrupt your conversation, but we should talk about the Collector." said Amity while looking out the window. "Everything seems normal."

"Yeah, what happened?" Luz asked.

"About that... while playing the Owl House game we discovered that he is 'the bad but sad boy 2' and we helped him." said Eda.

"All he wants was not being alone again, so we promised him to be friends forever." added King.

"He even stays here. He's in the library right now, he likes listening to children's books." said Lilith.

"You solved the only problem left, then." said Hunter. "Now Boiling lsles in peace?"

All three said yes at the same time.

After the shouts of joy, Amity thought back to the sentence she had just heard.

"Hey! Who reads books to children? it's my job!"

Eda and King looked at each other and grinned. "They've already found a replacement, Blight." said Eda.

"Who's that traitor?" asked Luz. "We were planning to read Good Witch Azura to them!"

"l don't know anyone who likes reading books and spending time with kids." said Amity.

"Maybe it's for credit, wasn't your purpose also that?" asked Willow.

"It was just a simple excuse I found in the past, I never needed credit." said Amity.

Amity turned to Eda and said "Just tell me who is this witch."

"We exaggerated a bit. No one took your place they just managed in your absence." said Eda.

"I still want to know who they are."

"Your sister and brother." said King.

"What! No way! They hate reading." she said sarcastically.

"A lot has changed since your stay in the human realm. It was difficult to explain the situation to your families." said Lilith.

"Edric and Emira took this situation a little dramatically and started doing your daily routine as theirs. They said they would try to understand you better until you came, so that you would never feel alone again." said Eda.

"How cute they are." said Camila.

"Wow...l can't believe that, they always tried to change me- l can't wait to see them!" said Amity emotionally.

Willow and Gus were walking out the door to see their families when Raine walked in.

"Oh my Titan! lt's so good to see you kids again!"

"Hi Raine!" said Luz.

"Your families will be so excited. Especially Darius." said Raine while looking at Hunter.

Hunter didn't know how to feel when he heard this. He was happy to come here, but he was afraid of what he would do.

Of course, he knew that his friends wouldn't leave him alone, but it was still a fact that he didn't have a family.

"Where is he?" Hunter asked.

"The last time we spoke he said he will go to the Blight manor."

Amity and Hunter looked at each other then Amity spoke. "Alright then we are going to home. Luz, Camila do you want to come with us too?"

"First there are some places l want to go. we'll keep in touch, is that ok?" said Luz.

"Of course."

#lumity #the owl house #luz noceda #toh luz #toh hunter #amity blight #toh #toh amity #toh camila #toh gus #eda clawthorne #the owl lady #toh eda #toh king #toh raine #toh edric #toh emira #toh darius

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freakyelf-ontheshelf · 6 months ago

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STARDEW VALLEY HEADCANONS PART 2:

YIPPY!

Starting off with my favourite blond:

•Haley:

-Besides what I said in part 1 with Alex, Haley kept on kissing boys until she openly came out and felt comfortable enough (when she met the FF🤭)

-Every time you gift her a sunflower she keeps them in a vase on her bedroom window, once the petals wilt she keeps them in a box for later crafts^^

-She stopped putting effort in photography because she was embarassed and felt she had a different image to keep, once she meets female farmer and her hardwork, passion and dedication, she starts rediscovering herself and retaking her passions seriously

-Once when she the farmer passed out and Haley found out, she ran to the farm and made the farmer let her help. Ended up doing the work for her that day and let the farmer fall asleep on the porch<3

-When she goes and visits the farm, she takes nature pictures and snaps some discrete ones of her farmer girl🤭. She takes them to her red room and sends them to the farmer with lipstick marks<3

-Her and Alex remain best friends and when he starts dating the male farmer they enjoy gossiping about their love life's by the icecream stand ^^

-Haley switches her nails every two weeks and they always have a seasoned theme, once she starts dating you she'll excitedly show them to you, hoping you love them (you do, obviously, and are glad to tell her everytime<3)

-She smells of Macedonia fruits and salt water, sweets as well😻

-Everytime you gift her a pink cake she grabs the strawberry on top and feeds it to you, smooching you after (I'm so terribly in love with her)

-Her favourite season is summer, although she tells everyone it's winter because of the sweat

-Once she starts reading and searching for herself, she finds a love for art history and Renaissance books

-Poetry reader (sapphic mostly, Spanish artists translations...)

-When she starts working the farm, she specially enjoys taking care of the animals, going to find you giggling everytime she gets stained

-in the hot weather you sprinkle her with the hose and she loves playing around in the sprinklers with you

-When you ask her to marry you she quite literally, jumps you (then she cries, a lot)

-She ends up having an amazing relationship with Emily, making fun of her everytime she talks about Sandy (she secretly loves seeing her sister fall in love)

Again, I'm going to stfu now cause I could talk about her forever (I will)

•Abigail:

-Had a My Chemical Romance fase and a scene kid one too (Caroline almost had a heart attack, still almost does though, bitch needs to calm down)

-Is taking classes not only to please her father and have some peace of mind, but also because Sam is taking them too and would hate to disappoint her friend

-Shes an amazing artist and is the one that decorates the store. The windos are painted with a different scenery every season.

-Shes had five different guinea pigs cause they kept on "disappearing", she geniuenly thinks that still (goofy aah)

- Definitely bisexual, with a preference to women. Even though that means there could be a chance for her to date Sebastian like literally everyone wants, she's never liked him (or Sam) in that way

-Follows every single alternative or goth woman on her socials, has a secret Twitter account where she posts shit about people in her day to day life to unwind

-Loves My little pony, prove me wrong

-Her and her dad used to play videogames together, which is why she got into it in the first place, but as she got older her dad thought she should be concentrating on other stuff and eventually stopped playing with her, which is why she asks the farmer for help in her two heart event

-Caroline gifted Abigails flute to her when she turned 14 and she's been playing ever since, only having shown Sebastian and Sam

-One time Haley told Abigail that her hair is suprisingly healthy and well kept taking into account she's been dying it purple since the age of 15, and she's seen Haley differently since then

-Has a hyperfixiaton on the ocean, specially it's wild life, minerals and swordsmanship

-After the sixth heart event Abigal and the farmer do all the mining together, and once she sees the effort and danger in doing that she actually realises how much the farmer cares for her, going in the mines to get minerals for her and such.

-She loves taking you to the mountains when it's really late at night, going camping and listening to you tell her about the stars

-When you go to Sam's concer and she sees you from the stage she blushes and makes sure to not make a single mistake, asking you later on if you enjoyed the song (she wanted to know if you thought her skills were cool, okay)

-The first time you ever saw her cry was when she told her dad she was (finally) dropping out from the classes she despised, getting into the biggest argument with them and running all the way to the farm (and into your arms ayeeee)

Time to stfu again, see you in part 3 (yippyyyyy)

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oxygenbefore1775 · 2 years ago

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ah yes 139 days till Hallowen, a perfect time for

AoT Warriors as ghosts

basically headcanons for if Warriors became ghosts and spent their afterlife in a haunted house that's a tourist attraction and is also frequently visited by paranormal investigators

so something like unsolved supernatural stuff if you know what im talking about

tw: mentions of death (cuz they obv died to become ghosts), some mild harm (scratching and pinching), some religious elements (holy water and crucifiction) and interactions with them

anyways enjoy

Annie

passive ghost

when tourists or paranormal investigators are inside the house, she tries to avoid them

has a room assigned to her where she usually spends her time hiding from visitors

doesn't like other ghost warriors in her room - not to mention living people

her room has cold spots and visitors often feel uneasy when inside

tolerates visitors in her room to some extent - until they decide to to move her stuff around

literally the moment someone stupid enough reaches to touch a book on the table, Annie scratches their hand

doesn't stop scratching and pinching until the said book is returned to its former location

Bertholdt

the nicest out of the all ghost warriors

is shy though

tails behind a group of visitors but never gets close or else they would feel his presence

wouldn't make contact via spirit-box or ouija board

i mean, he tried to say "Hello" into the spirit-box once

but it turned out sounding like a perverted moan and he was super embarassed about it and refused to do this ever again

if one of the visitors leaves a fun activity like a bouncy ball or something, he will interact with it like rolling the ball around

waves the group of visitors goodbye as they leave the house

Colt

talkative ghost

is the only ghost in the house whose name is actually known

tour guides greet him every time before starting the tour

likes to interact with ouija board and gives elaborate answers

mainly does it because of the offerings (food etc.) that are put on the board before each seance

spills the beans about each ghost in the house

is afraid of holy water because he thinks it's gonna hurt him

thinks that paranormal investigators are mean because of their constant demands and requests to do something

Pieck

naughty ghost

can manipulate electricity

likes to fuck with the paranormal investigators by turning off their flashlights and plunging them into darkness

if there's a tour around the house, she picks a person who seems to be the most afraid and makes it her mission to scare the shit out of them

usually does it by whispering something into their ear or passing right through them so they feel cold

pinches the butt cheeks of people she finds cute

one time she pushed a person too hard and they fell down the flight of stairs

because of this the staff had to put out a sign about the potential danger of the haunted house

Porco

grumpy ghost

very upset about the fact that he is stuck in this house forever

actually tried to leave property but couldn't cuz he is tied to this place

slams the doors

likes to listen to conversation of visitors and sometimes chuckles if he finds a joke funny and his chuckle sounds like a random puff of air

his touch is actually hot (not cold like for other ghosts)

his presence is known through the smell of hair spray

hates the sound of the spirit-box and shouts at it in attempts to scare paranormal innvestigators off and assert dominance

Reiner

mysterious ghost

no living soul knows about his existence

is glad about his untimely death because he finally gets to have some rest

spends his time in bedrooms or in the rooms with no windows

sometimes leaves vague imprints of his body on the beds or huge imprints of his ass (with distinguishable asscrack) on the couches

when paranormal investigators are staying in the house overnight, he likes to watch them sleep

Zeke

cocky ghost

thinks it's stupid to believe in ghosts (even though he is one)

doesn't like tourists in the house and prefers to sit the tours out in the basement

is pumped when the paranormal investigators are visiting the house

doesn't interract with spiritual objects like ouija board

because it's benath him to even entertain the idea that this stuff actually works

likes the spirit-box and inspects all the gadgets that the investigators bring to the house

completely ignores the questions of investigators and leads his own line of dialogue via the spirit-box

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artscloudy · 2 years ago

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Enhypen trope prompts

Maknae line

Gender Neutral Warnings: None

🌸 Jungwon - college au

First day of lessons in the new college: you have just transferred from your previous college and you know absolutely no one. This school is huge and you already hate it.

You walk through the corridors with your immaculate new books held to your chest and a paper in your hand, trying to figure out where room A2 is. You have your first lesson in fifteen minutes and being the good student you are, you have no plans to get to lesson late.

"This college is big as heck...".

You turn around and finally there it is, your A2 class. The door is open, but you can see no one inside, at least not from this perspective. You get closer to the door and peek on the right, where the professor's desk should be. It would be embarassing to arrive here as the first student, but it would be even worst to have another person already inside, being it the professor.

Or, worst of the worst, a group of students already there.

"Hello!".

"Gosh! You scared me!".

You and your unlucky ass knew it. Right in front of you, you see a stunning guy with bright red hair and an even brighter smile. And behind him, a whole ass group of students chatting.

"I'm sorry I scared you, but, as I was saying, hello! You must be the new one!" his smile never fading.

"Oh, hello! Yes, it's me..." you try a shy smile and become all red.

"Nice! I'm Jungwon, do you want to sit with us?"

🌸 Sunoo - soulmates

"No no no no no!" You slam the towel in the sink and look at your hand. Three lines. Three letters. One name. Inked onto your skin like a tattoo for the rest of your life. "Sun, who the heck are you?"

As soon as the clock hit midnight, your hand started itching badly. You were so happy, you were about to see your boyfriend's name carved in your skin signaling you two were destined to love each other forever. But it didn't go as planned. It was another person's name on your skin and it started with 'Sun', but it was probably not developed yet because your hand was still itching. How could you tell your boyfriend? And your friends who had supported you through all the most difficult moments in your relationship?

You had to hide your hand from them.

It's lunch time and your boyfriend's coming. You are here seated next to your beat friends and you have already told them, desperatly in need of advices. In the meantime, the name has fully developed into a 'Sunoo', whoever that is. You keep massaging your hand in a nervous manner that doesn't go unnoticed by your friends.

Someone of them slaps your hand. Even if you're nervous, you know very well that right now it's the best moment to tell your boyfriend. Your heart creaks a bit thinking about how much you had planned to live together for your lives but apparently, you two were not destined to be a thing.

Your boyfriend is coming with another two of your friends and you shift to give him space to sit, once he arrives.

"Hello there, this is a friend of mine, he just transferred. Can he sit together with us?" and he moves sideways reveling a third friend.

This guy is quite tall with soft cheeks and hair and his face has really elegant lines, making him look younger than he probably is.

Your boyfriend seets next to you while he sits in across you and smiles softly at everyone. His personality is way softer than your autoritative one, it's going to be pretty difficult for you to get along with him, but luckly you're a lot in your friend group so it's likely you're not even see him again in your life.

"What's your name?" one of your friends ask.

"Oh, I'm Kim Sunoo!"

🌸 Niki - childhood friends to lovers

You cry and stomp your feet trying to catch your parents' attention. You reach out your hand while the other holds your teddy bear tightly, but your mom ignores you.

You quiet down a bit and hug your bear to your chest: next to you, splatted on the floor, your destroyed ice cream.

You sit down on the bench while your parents wander around the shops. No sweets for you today, you know the rule: if you drop your ice cream, you're not going to get another one.

Something hits your shoulder softly and you turn around. Two big eyes are looking at you. Your gaze moves down to his hands and smile: he's holding a candy. "This is for you!". You dry your face on your shoulder and smile to him.

And that was the beginning of your friendship.

You hop in your friend's car and ask him: "Where are we going?"

"A really special place, hope you remember it."

You thought about so many places you've been to with him, but you're sure it was the place you first met. You remember the day perfectly: you've been inseparable ever since. You tried so hard to be in the same middle and high school together and after a lot of begging your parents to let you, you two ended up deskmates.

But university's going to change everything. You're going to study here in your hometown while he's going abroad to pursue his dream carreer of being an idol. So, today's the last day you can be together before university starts.

"Here we are" he tells you. You didn't even notice how much time it had passed since he picked you up, but now you were there. This is a small place you never really thought about being secluded and away from the main roads. But it had not changed a bit.

The ice cream man was exactly the same one as when you were young and the ice cream flavours were exactly the same as well. You two ordered and sat down on a bench nearby, that same one you were seated on.

You hoped you knew why you two were here. You hoped he would confess, but in your heart, you were not sure. He had had multiple fiancès over the years and you had, as well, but a part of you had always liked him.

And still, your heart bursted when he started speaking.

"Y/n I must tell you something before it's too late. All these years, I've never seen you just as a friend..."

You can find hyung line here

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jin0 · 3 years ago

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been seeing a lot of matchups in your blog lately and I wanted to give it a go. ❄️

Gemini, INTP, bi-ace. 158 cm with straight black hair and tan skin. My outfit style is emo/punk. Pretty much just blacks and reds. Interest lies in world history, digital drawing, writing, musicals, and otome games... Too much of a romance sucker that these fictional men have raised my standards a bit too high. That and romance books too. A bit of a neat freak even if my mind is a jumbled mess. I love learning in general so I would always have one day interests or queries. The other day I wanted to learn how to do a full split (didn’t work out but still trying), yesterday learned European etiquette for the nobility. That kind of thing. Very much an introvert, no I will not come out but when we do go out I’ll make sure to put my full attention to you and the event and only whine in my head when we go back home about how tiring that was.

I may also have a thing for being marked (kind of like cute aggression and they just randomly bite or nip me) but its not as if I’d say that out loud lmao. I may have a resting bitch face but I swear I’m a bit naiive when it comes to social cues and not mad at ya. I once had a coworker during lunch deadpan tell me that the nearby school had it’s own McDonalds and I replied “oh that’s cool!!” with stars in my eyes and she then said she was joking. She felt bad at my enthusiasm. Well a lot of things are possible so I didn’t even question it. Another one would be the time I went on a bus for the first time in years and I shouted out to stop nowhere near a bus stop and everyone looked at me weirdly. It’s one of those embarrassing memories that haunt me.

baby imma be entirely honest with you ??? im just as naive as you. you could tell me abe lincoln is your grandfather and I'd believe you. i wouldn't even question it or the mathematics of this claim, id just be like 'damn, that's nice !! sucks that he got shot tho'

for you my fellow naive friend, i give !! :

both peter and gwen !! because us naive people deserve the double trouble couple 🙈

seating in the corner if the room, you frowned deeply while hearing both laugh on front of you. this was absolutely not funny. your predicament was not funny.

they were the worst for laughing at you had to suffer the memories of your own embarrassing past.

you know these moments in life that you get and they're so embarassing that they stick in your brain for like, forever ? and they come back to haunt you from time to time, sending you through a physically painful reaction ? these moments that you get and you wish no one around you was a mind reader because they had to be buried in the darkest corner of your brain, for the rest if eternity ?

well these moments you had a few, one of them worse than others. this moment you shared it with your boyfriend and girlfriend. you didn't really know why but you didn't mind. not until they started cooing at you and laughing very, very, very loudly.

you felt so embarrassed you hid under your own hoodie, tucking in your legs and hiding yourself on a corner of the seat. you whined and groaned as they laughed harder, giggling to themselves. this was absolutely humiliating and you hated them just enough to put dishsoap on their toothpaste.

"this is not that funny ! stop laughing !" you exclaimed, glaring at both as you saw peter roll to the floor.

your words had the opposite effect, making them laugh a little harder the more they looked at your face.

"this is... this is absolutely hilarious actually..." mumbled gwen, trying to catch her breath and get peter to stop rolling around on the carpet like an idiot.

he turned to you and collapsed on himself, laughing still. sick of dealing with his mockery, you stood up, marching towards him and stepping on him repeatedly.

"you buffoon ! stop laughing at me ! i genuinely hope you stub your toe on the sharpest corner there is out there !" you threatening, gritting your teeth when he only laughed hardee.

you watched him catch his breath, wiping tears of amusement from his eyes and sitting up to look up to you.

"you thought... you thought the school had a macdonald and you didn't question anything !"

"i was young !" you exclaimed to save faces.

"you were a worker ! you had a job ! seems pretty grown to me !" he chuckled, shrugging his shoulders and dodging your feet.

you narrowed your eyes as he jumped back up to seat back on the bed next to gwen. both stared at you, observing your displeased expression.

it was rare for anyone other than them to see you this vivid and expressive. you were known for your natural RBF and difficulty to communicate.

truth is, you weren't difficult to get through, you just needed to be comfortable and making you comfortable had been peter and gwen's mission as soon as they met you. both pieces of sunshine, you were the moon and god did they love their moon. you were the one who brought the stars out and revealed the many secrets hidden under your deep dark sky.

"you both deserve to get shat on by pigeons. mostly you parker. i hope while you're doing all that swinging, you crash into a bird and it bites you."

"bunny, birds don't have teeth." frowned gwen, smiling slightly.

"yeah they do ! you told me they did !" you screamed, pointing an accusing finger at your girlfriend while the boy tried to hide his face in her shoulder.

"i was kidding !" exclaimed the blond girl, laughing louder than ever. "oh my god, you're adorable !"

you groaned, hiding your face in your hands and going back to your seat. peter, being quicker than you quickly webbed the back of your shirt to pull you to his lap. you spun backwards, falling on both your lovers. they kept cooing at you while you attempted to flee from their grasps. you were being detained against your will and you would not stand this.

"stay still bunny, or i'll bite you." he threatened, kissing the side of your face.

you stilled automatically, your brain screaming for you to move. he knew which button to push to get you to listen. you were a sucker for marks and being marked, it wasn't you fault.

"awww, look at you listening so well. you really like it when he bites." teased gwen, her hands caressing your calves.

you glared at her, hiding your face in yours hands again. they would kill you one day.

"now that you're calm, tell us more about that school that had its own macdonalds."

nevermind, you would kill them.

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arcadejohn127-9 · 4 years ago

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Ahhh I love your writing sm!! Could I request how the brothers would react to an MC that's super doting and overly loving from the get-go?. Always insists on helping w cooking duty, brings the brothers coffee if they look busy, etc? pls & ty!

Tbh I don't really have a love language over than verbal but this speaks to me

In game I make my MC very much like this, overly positive and always wanting to help. Not because I have to, I could easily pick more honest or teasing options but when it comes to it. My first instinct/Response is those options because I like the idea of being helpful to people

It's only when people start using that for their advantage or make me help them out even though I'm busy or just don't want to do it. That's when there's an issue.

Lucifer:

"oh~ Luci! You still working?"

You peered over at him at his desk, peaking from the space between the wall and the stair railing

He looked up at you with a tired expression, frowning

"I am, what do you need?"

you trotted down the rest of the steps, walking over to him with a bright smile

A tray in hand with coffee and biscuits and apple slices

"I made these for you, I know it isn't much but you're always working so hard... perhaps I can help?"

Lucifer wasn't too surprised, you were always offering your help whenever you could but it still surprised him you were so quick to offer

He didn't know how you had all that energy to face the day and then do more for others but he always enjoyed your company

"be my guest."

You grabbed a mini stool and sat beside him, you'd read over papers with him, massaging his hand whenever you noticed it cramped

He shared the snacks you got him and even revealed the mini snack draw he had in his desk

He put a finger to his lips with a smile

"don't tell my brother's, this will be just between you and me."

He showed you what he had and you picked whatever caught your fancy, happily eating as you looked over the papers

Mammon:

He wasn't use to Someone being nice to him so when you came along and offered acts of service - he was blown away!

Even over time he wasn't really use to it

Speaking of you and your acts or service; you were whistling a happy tune

A thick wallet in your pocket, you headed straight to mammons room

It was as if he could smell the money, he rushed to your side and started eyeing the wallet

"Stop peeking - it's a gift."

He looked at you confused but was grinning

"oh? The great Mammon can't refuse a gift!"

You placed the wallet in his hand, he let out a yelp at the weight of it

It was completely loaded!!! It was stuffed with money!

He couldn't believe it - it had to be a trick! There was no way you were giving him this much money!

"Are ya playing with me? Ha ha human."

"no tricks, you've been struggling with your debt to the witch's so I thought I'd help, I heard you've been getting in trouble with Lucifer more because of it so I wanted to help!"

He didn't even realize he teared up, he jumped towards you and hugged you close

Nuzzling your faces together as he hugged you tight

"You-! YOU DAMN HUMAN- NO YOU ANGEL! YOU'RE THE BEST THING THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME!"

You patted his arm, laughing and it wasn't long before he was planning to spend a big splurge on you despite his issues with money already

Levithan:

He was shuffling into his room, headphones on and just starting to calm down

Today was hectic so he was happy to finally be back home

"Evening! Don't worry, I still used the secret password."

"HUH-?! THAT'S NOT- WHY ARE YOU IN MY ROOM?!"

He threw his headphones off, face bright red

He should of known you were up to something, you kept humming whenever you entered his room

Talking about cleaning up after himself but he kept forgetting due to getting distracted

"I noticed it's gotten really messy so I decided to clean it for you but before you say anything, I know you hate when it's cleaned because you don't know where anything so I've labelled where everything has been stored if it's changed places."

He was still upset, he REALLY hated it when things are changed without him knowing first

But he looked around the room and sure enough, things were still in the cupboards and places he stacked them in and the labels were correct

Everything was completely organized! All the piled up ramen was even gone!

He exhaled a long breathe calming himself down, he was happy - really really happy

"Thanks.... just - can we arrange something next time? But I do like what you did! It looks nice - it's much better now!"

"of course, I'll ask next time - also~ I got you some special ruri-chan themed chips in hopes to make you feel better."

He moves before he knows it, hugging you tight

"STAY WITH ME FOREVER!!!!"

He's definitely embarassed afterwards and gets you out of his room before he makes himself look more like a love sick fool

But don't worry, he texts you wanting to hang out later

Satan:

Satan has been locked in his room after having a big outburst earlier that day

He got overwhelmed from all the noises and threw a book at mammon

You waited awhile before going after him, wanting him to calm down and looked after mammons sore head

You grabbed the book he threw, making a nice calming tea and even made some Apple pie

When you knocked his door he freezed

"Who is it-?! Lucifer, I'm not in the mood for your scolding-"

"it's just me, I got you something!"

He opened the door for you, letting you inside

His room looked clean for once - you didn't doubt he continued his rage into his room and cleaned up to calm down

You offered him a smile, placing the tray on his bed

"I hope you like it, I made it myself."

He looked at the fresh apple pie, his stomach rumbling at the mere sight of it

"you did this...for me? Didn't I scare you?"

You hummed, sitting close to him

"yeah a little but everyone has their bad days, you having one doesn't change anything - though you do need to apologize to mammon."

He sat down by his bed, placing the tray on his lap

"you're right I do, thank you for not just seeing me as some angry creature....I didn't intend to blow up like that."

You patted his arm, still smiling

You two sat together, you read his book for him whilst he ate and drank

He was very bashful at how supportive you are but that was you, you've always been so quick to offer help or do things for people ever since you've arrived

You were good to him, he'll always appreciate that

Asmodeus:

His love language is affection and words

Yours is acts of service

It's perfect!

Though, when it was established you were quick to help and offer your service - prepare for MANY innuendos

He'll come skipping to you, draping himself off the nearest object and asking if you want to help him de-stress

Most of the time you just have spa days or lay around doing nothing

You decided to treat him today seeing as exams were stressing him out

"Asmo! Won't you help me? I have this lovely new-"

He's skidding as he appears in the doorway, ready to do whatever you want

But you just grinned, knowing your plan worked

You grabbed him and shoved him into a chair

Before he knew it; his hair was tied up and his jacket and scarf has disappeared

"oh? What's all this about? Does my love want some special care?"

"nope, I just want to look after you today~ you've been stressing over exams so much, I wanted to treat you like a prince."

He had the biggest grin on his face after that

And treated like a prince he was

You did his skin routine, brushed his hair and curled it

If he even mentioned being thirsty you were straight to getting him a nice refreshing drink

If you're able to - please carry him bridal style - he will love every second of it

"you treat me so well, I know I'm already a blessing to this demonic world but you're just pure light."

He's so love sick, an absolute fool in love

"nonsense, I'm just helping you like usual."

Which is true, you were always being helpful to him

Thats why he loved doing whatever he could for you

"Never leave the Devildom, I couldn't bare not seeing your beautiful face everyday."

You just laughed, massaging his face and gave him a quick kiss

Beezlebub:

Another person who does acts of service as a love language

Though, do forgive him if he forgets due to hunger - he'll immediately make it up to you

At this point he's become a subconscious challenge/game of service - always trying to one up each other

Currently, he was really anxious about his up coming game

It was the biggest one that R.A.D was having and was against a smaller school in the Devildom

The brothers all agreed to come watch him play and even made banners and levi brought glowsticks

You were no were to be seen

The weeks running up to the game you were always busy and whilst you still do some things for him here or there - you were mostly out of the house

But it was but a long lasting plan

You planned on supporting him the best way you could!

When he finally rolled onto the field he felt dread when he didn't spot you in the crowd

He couldn't stop frowning until he saw you, shaking pom poms and running with the cheersquad

That's right, you joined the cheer team to show your support for the lovely demon

"I WANT TO DEDICATE A CHEER TO OUR STAR PLAYER - BEEZLEBUB!!!"

He's so flustered and absolutely shining with joy under his helmet

As soon as he could he came running towards you and hugged you tight

"I was so worried I did something that made you drift away....you did this for me?"

"of course! I'm sorry I made you worried, I wanted to surprise you."

He had to take off his helmet after trying to nuzzle your face, you yelped when it bonked you

"This is the best thing anyone has done for me, thank you (Y/N)."

"you're welcome, now go win that game! Prove those losers that R.A.D is the best school around!"

It was no surprised that R.A.D won

The players all cheered and partied, inviting the band and cheerleaders to celebrate with them

But you decided to have a sleepover with Beelzebub, feeding him plenty of tasty foods as your own type of celebration

"Open wide."

You almost choked on the cake basically shoved in your mouth, laughing as frosting covered your nose and cheeks

You got your revenge but he happily licked what he could

This is the best celebration he could ever get

All because of you!

Belphegor:

Even if your love language wasn't acts or service, you definitely got in the habit of doing it with this guy

He was spoilt from always being carried and pampered by his twin

He could get away with sleeping anywhere as long as he got things done and good grades

But you were always the helpful human, giving him snacks or fluffing his pillows

He's joked about getting a bell so he could call you whenever he needed you

That never happened

"Belphie!! You awake? I got something for you."

He immediately popped his head up and waved to get your attention

You showed him the cup of hot mocha you've recently made; sweet and delicious and has an extra kick to help with keeping awake

"Smells delicious, you made this?"

"yep! Now drink up, we got plans today."

He happily drunk it, feeling more awake with every gulp

By the end of the Cup he was absolutely overjoyed from the taste

Though you almost groaned in frustration when he yawned, so happy that he got sleepy

"you have anymore~? I could drink loads of these- make me more, you know how to make them, I'm too sleepy - it's your fault I'm sleepy."

You flicked his head

Reminding him to not act like a brat

But you did make him more and throughout the day you'd give him a large cup

You needed to do studies and make sure belphegor kept his grades up - Lucifer's orders

But he was already a star pupil regardless so you weren't sure why you had to

But spending time with your favourite demon was never an issue, regardless of his attitude

"We need to do this more, I love it when you look after me."

"I know, now write your answer, I need proof you're working so I don't get strung up."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #gamingclubpresident #aracadejohn217 9 #obey me mammon #obey me mc #obey me asmodeus #obey me satan #obey me belphegor #beelzebub obey me #obey me leviathan #obey me luficer #obey me imagine #obey me headcanon #obey me x you #obey me x mc #obey me x reader

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dinosaurtsukki · 4 years ago

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haikyuu!! music idol au (karasuno ver.)

at long last here it is!! also most of this is based on my knowledge about kpop groups and the industry (as a kpop fan) but i made a lot of tweaks and i’m basically imagining this in a world where the kpop industry wasn’t so hard on its idols and churning out commodities. but yeah! this is going to be the first part of a series so stay tuned for more! also this is p long because i added hc’s for kiyoko and yachi >~<

okay so in my head karasuno (or KRSN im sorry im bad at coming up with names) is like one of those really large groups that hav sub-groups kinda like NCT

they're from a fairly small entertainment company called umm KS Entertainment (im sorry im bad at names hnghn pt. 2)

its headed by ukai who's also like a really awesome choreographer and takeda who's like YG if YG had an exact opposite really kind twin who actually values their idols

(sorry im really salty)

takeda is honestly the sweetest, he's responsible for scouting and judging auditions

he'll basically let anyone who appears to put their all in pass the audition

he also likes to take care of all the trainees and make sure ukai hasn't made them dance to death

production crew are: ennoshita, kinoshita, and narita

kinoshita's like responsible for planning the concepts for every comeback

sometimes he thinks of really wild ones and ukai's jus like whoa there lets tone it down a bit

narita tag-teams with kinoshita by being karasuno's amazing stylist

his favorite person to style is suga but dont tell anyone that

and lastly we have ennoshita who singlehandedly produces every track on every album

he's also a really good vocal coach

and he's very tired because he's the producer and he also has to deal with tanaka and noya knocking on his door every five minutes

subgroup (night) KRSN-N

consists of: daichi, suga, asahi, noya, and tanaka

ok so karasuno has basically two main types of concepts: night (which is more like rugged and bad boy) and day (which is more boy-next-door and sweet)

the night subgroup has like a very strong rap line consisting of daichi, noya, and tanaka while for vocals we have suga and asahi

daichi is their leader ofc

he, suga, and asahi were in the same batch of trainees and had to (survive) live with each other for quite a while

his rap skills are really consistent and he has really good flow. also tends to start off their songs

his dancing skills are also impressive and basically just a great all-around guy

he's also really stressed from managing his group members esp because they're all children

asahi is one of their only two vocalists but he also has some good skills with music production and likes to work with ennoshita

he has a really deep but mellow voice

really shy when it comes to being onstage and meeting fans but he has the sweetest smile

tanaka is part of their dance line because boy can he bust out the moves

doesn't mind performing without a shirt. kinoshita has styled with him just wearing a jacket most of the time

his stage presence is just woah

the kind of performer who'd really get up close and personal with cameras and also people's phones

everything about him screams bad boy except for when he's really sweet in fansigns

noya is like their lightning-fast rapper who always comes in during the bridge

takeda heard him rap for barely a minute and quickly signed him in

more often than not enters the stage while piggybacking tanaka or asahi

also an amazing dancer who does all the gravity defying flips and jumps

he was invited more than once to collab with other artists

he and tanaka are trainee buddies and were inseparable ever since they ran into each other naked in the shower room

now for suga

he's like main visuals also main vocals also main dancer

was talented ever since he sprouted from the womb

he actually didn't audition his mom posted a video of him covering 'euphoria' by jungkook which takeda happened to come across

his voice is very high and he often harmonizes with asahi during the chorus

also tends to be really affectionate with daichi onstage and everywhere basically

so many 'daisuga being karasuno's parents for 15 mins' videos

subgroup (day) KRSN - D

NOW WE HAVE THE CHILDREN CHILDREN

okay so these guys have been together since their trainee years and basically had to live in the same room

which was like chaotic because they were always fighting and only yamaguchi knew how to do laundry so everyone was trying to be his friend

until daichi and takeda gave them a little pep talk so they don't hate each other so much now

n e weigh

first up we have yamaguchi who is basically jus very boy-next-door and also the unofficial leader of the group

he has an amazing voice and can hit the highest notes and he has a tendency to wink at the cameras

main vocalist and visuals

his fans love him because he's just so sweet

sometimes daichi comes in to check on how he's doing and treats him to a meal

he likes to check on other members during live shows

looks stunning in white suits also the fans made a petition for him to grow out his hair and now his hair is long

he and tsukishima have both dreamed of becoming idols and auditioned together

tsukishima's the main (only) rapper of the group

my brain: hnGhh rapper tsukki nskdkssm

he had to work on his stage presence but when he finally Got It he is such a master at it

also had to work on his dancing because he looked like a wiggling beanpole at first

most of his lines are actually written by him esp because he didn't want to say anything that felt embarassing for him and ukai was like 'why dont u write ur songs then?' and he's like 'mAYBE I WILL'

hinata's our other main vocalist, also main visuals and main dancer

his voice is p ordinary but whats great about him is that he's able to keep it consistent while busting out the hardest moves

personally learned a lot of his dancing from noya and tanaka

also he's always in the center because he's short and he looks adorable

he can nail the high notes too btw

he's the kind of idol who has the most random and funniest videos on twitter

kageyama's like their genius maknae

he had been training for such a long time and he actually wanted to be booked for another entertainment company but was rejected (hmm i wonder which company this was ??)

but he was a fan after seeing suga practicing when he toured the company and decided to join KRSN

he's in the vocal line as well and also main dancer

his voice is a lot lower so he harmonizes with yamaguchi and hinata

he and hinata were very competitive when it came to dancing during their trainee days

but they balance each other out pretty well and like to choreograph dance breaks together

super shy around fans and fansigns

most of the pics of him have kageyama doing the peace sign because he's awkward af

KRSN as a whole

takeda and ukai really encourage all of them bonding together and taking breaks in between all the stress of practicing and performing

they all live in one big house and its really chaotic

very few people know how to cook and do laundry

also there is an average of 2 accidents per week

but they do get along when it comes to practicing for the next comeback, especially when the subgroups have to collab

ennoshita's studio is a mess of sticky notes and crumpled up paper with probs asahi, daichi, tsukishima, and ennoshita napping on a couch

suga loves being able to train hinata and yamaguchi with vocals and they have a project of covering a new song every week for the fans

tanaka, noya, kageyama and hinata also spend a lot of time in the dance studio

whenever there's a new song they like to come up with movements to add to the choreography

after a really hard day of dancing they end up falling asleep in the studio and waking up to take-out courtesy of takeda

photoshoots and styling sessions take forever since there are so many of them but also its a good time for the members to get some sleep

but kinoshita and narita do not but in the end its all worth it when they see the photos and the reactions from the fans

their music and performances are very varied since they like to show that they're versatile as much as they can

they don't really prioritize being precise and flawless, more on channeling the emotion of their songs and power in their dances

no two performances of the same song are ever the same

KIYOKO

okay so takeda also had this genius idea of bringing out solo acts and after another round of auditions, kiyoko caught his eye

she's a bit older with idol training and recently left the group she was supposed to debut with because the company didn't treat them right

my girl kiyoko knows her rights

she's basically an all-around talent: good at singing, dancing, rapping, and visuals

takeda knew he would be dumb to overlook her and even though they've mostly been producing boy bands, maybe they'll have success with a solo female idol

kiyoko was very clear abt wanting to have more control over how she was going to be presented and also wanted the opportunity to write her own songs

and takeda and ukai were jus like well yeah duh, that's why we scouted you

kiyoko was like an immediate success

her style is def very sassy and sexy, especially with her dancing ability

kind of like Chungha or Hwasa

but her fans also like her more melancholic and deep songs that are accompanied by her piano playing

she's also super confident and loves to use her platform to empower women

sometimes she does get together with the KRSN members

she collabs pretty often with suga esp when it comes to dance covers and performances

the day she asked tanaka and noya to be back-up rappers for one of her songs was the happiest moment of their lives

kiyoko's a fucking queen

HITOKA

because i wrote hc's for kiyoko i have to make one for yachi too

she's quite interesting because yachi joined like one of those idol training shows and kiyoko happened to be a guest judge

watching yachi sing made her sense some sort of potential so kiyoko being the bad ass bitch she is convinced takeda and ukai to work with her

yachi almost died hearing that Queen Kiyoko thought she had potential

her first years training to be an idol were really tough on her, esp since she was aiming to be a solo act

but she spent a lot of time training with the KRSN - D group and they really helped boost her confidence

everyone in KRSN and kiyoko asked their fans on twitter to support her when yachi's first album dropped

yachi's music is super mellow and light and she has a very sweet, high voice

comeback stages and music video shootings are pretty scary for her but she really shines in live, studio sessions

also knows how to play guitar

writes her own songs !!!

during her first fan meeting she prepared a bunch of presents for her fans and was scared that no one would come but a whole bunch of people did and she was so happy she almost cried

haikyuu!! music idol au series: karasuno vers., seijoh and shiratorizawa vers., nekoma and fukurodani vers.

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amenomiko · 4 years ago

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Hi 🌸🌸🌸 Thank you for the request! No it's not uncomfortable at all, hope you like it ❤❤❤❤❤!

MC Who Doesn't Know What Is Love.

Nobunaga

"Am I good enough?"

Was the first words she said to him when he wants her to be by his side as he unite Japan. She is unlike any other woman who is hungry for a man with power, or like those who will be all embarassed and gets all shy when a man tried to swoop them off their feet.

"There's plenty of people out there, I'm sure they will serve you well."

Serve? Heh. How odd. Nobunaga find her to be quirky, especially self-worth. She will always put herself as something insignificant; maybe she is too humble?

"Hmm? Well.. My parents always said that I am not good enough.. So I doubt that I will be better even in a relationship. That is why, I don't think I have such right to be beside you." She smiled, wryly.

Nobunaga may not have a perfect childhood nor a proper way of loving to be taught by anyone, but one thing for sure, "You are worth, more than what you think. There is no such thing as being good enough or not, it is why humans are said that they are not perfect."

Even though there is no one to teach him on how to love, there is still someone who make him realize his true feelings, which is her. Now it is his turn to get her to learn on how to love him, and herself.

Mitsuhide

He had loved her for a very long time, ever since they met with one another. To tease her is a norm, getting the best reaction from her is his everyday entertainment.

But when it comes to teasing that contains love topic, or 'love' itself,

She will be indifferent.

She will be confused. She will ask "why", and "What did you see in me?" And "Why do you choose me, of all people?"

He then learned that she was abandoned, emotionally wise. She told him that her own blood will be away from home, and if they have the chance, they will pretend that she wasn't there-- eating together without her, throwing her best dresses and burn it, and not even a single touch were given to her, out of love.

She grew up with such surroundings, resulting in her, thinking that she is insignificant. Thus is why, she is confused of why Mitsuhide would choose to tease and be with her, of all people.

Yet his answer were simple. "Little mouse. You said such hurtful things; your existence is insignificant?" He grinned, leaning closer until their noses touch, "You didn't know how even from a single curve on your lips enough to make my chest heavy with unnecessary feelings."

Kenshin

If he blamed himself as a curse, then she is too.

She become closer to Kenshin because they have mutual self-blame on ownself. They shared stories, experiences, trauma.. But unlike Kenshin, who is surrounded with loyal vassals, she has no one.

No one to be there to lead her out from darkness. Nor to tell her that she is not a curse that her parents would always accuse of her.

"You see.. They said that I am the cause of their misery. Unlike my beautiful, talented sibling, I have nothing but needles and fabrics. That very moment when people know we are related, they shunned us away. Well," She shrugged. "My parents are well known people, with businesses. My beautiful sister is a popular person out there. So.."

She was accused of their downfall when they didn't meet people's expectations. People make fun of them, tease the whole family, and gradually they point their fingers on her, for being someone who has nothing to offer to the world.

"..Do you bring downfall to my castle, by making clothes for the vassals?"

It was a simple question from him. But somehow it clicked something inside of her, that no matter how she looked upon herself, there will be an outsider who understood her better; and all her hard work.

Shingen

"If I stop smiling for you, will you get bored of me?"

Was the thing that she said to one of his flirting of the saying of "I will never get bored with your adorable smile."

"I can't smile forever.. Well, I used to, until my own parents hated me for looking like a fool."

She had been struggling, all her life, to be a good child. To be an obedient child that won't create problems, nor to demand for attention, or to be spoiled. A daily routine from home was nothing but books, and books, and books. As there will be a severe beating if she gets a low mark in her studies.

Smiling is her usual thing to do to their orders. A smile, and a yes. Until she met Shingen.

He is a loving man. But she can be insecure at times. Of which.. Will he get bored and throw her away like her parents?

"I'm sorry for the weird question, it's just.. I can't believe that you still love me even though I choose not to laugh at your.. well.. I know it's a part of your charm, but--"

"Shh. Who said I will stop loving you that easily?" He smiled, hugging her close. "Looks like no matter how charming I am, it is still not enough to convince that you can be yourself when you are with me, as there is no need to impress me all the time. That's what love is, My Goddess. I accept all of your flaws."

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen sengoku oda Nobunaga #ikemen sengoku mitsuhide akechi #ikemen sengoku kenshin uesugi #ikemen sengoku shingen Takeda

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words-for-holland · 4 years ago

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Happier (6) | T.H.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: A deep conversation between Tom & Y/N takes place. Tom offers a solution to Y/N’s problem, but does she take it?! Can Harrison convince her?

A/N: It’s a rather short chapter but a lot of Tom & Y/N action!! I absolutely love reading all your therories and comments! Thank you guys so much for reading & sticking around!

Betrayal

Its a vile word for the people you trusted your life with. Still in a state of shock, Y/N couldnt understand why Katie would have betrayed her like this. To think she was her best friend through thick and thin, always having each other’s back...it all seemed meaningless. Now here she was, packing up and trying to figure out where to go from here. London wasn’t an option and neither was the city with the rent being so high up.

As if her path was written by the stars, Tom had decided to call her the moment she started zipping up her bag. Y/N knew it wasn’t a good idea to answer, but it was almost instinctive in the moment. Truthfully, she needed someone. Someone to tell her it was going to be okay. “Hey, look. I know you probably hate me after the last time we talked on the phone like this, but I just wanted to say Im sorry.” Tom’s voice spoke softly through the phone as he let out a slight chuckle of nervousness.

Y/N smiled slightly as she listened to his voice. It was the most conforting thing she had heard, and could only imagine his voice wrapping around her to make her feel some sort of ease. “Yeah. No it’s um..it’s fine, really.” Y/N responds trying to calm her breathing after sobbing for the past hour.

“Yeah I guess, you were right. Maybe I was just jealous, because..I mean you already knownhow I feel. But you’re your own person so I can totally understand why you’d want to see new people. After all you broke up with me and—” Tom started getting more nervous as he continued to over explain his reasoning, but Y/N didnt seem to pay any attention as she lets out what was bothering her.

“Kate’s been crossing us.” She interrupts.

“Wait what? What do you mean?” Tom asks now more concerned, pushing the phone closer to his ear.

“She leaked information about Natalie staying thats where the rumors came from and she sent those pictures of Matt and I to Natalie’s publicist.” Y/N says as she closes her eyes.

Tom was more confused and in complete shock. Not understanding why Y/N’s most trusted best friend who do this to her. “Y/N...I dont know what to say..I’m sorry.” He replies, feeling defeated that there was nothing he could do, especially since she was so far away from him. Even if Y/N would have rejected his advances, he knew she needed him...now more than ever.

“Don’t be. It’s fine.” Y/N lies as she sits down on the bed, silently crying.

“No, it’s not Y/N. I know you’re hurting and I wish I could be there to do something about it.” Y/N smiles at his words. For every sad and painful moment, there would always be some sort of comfort. Tom was hers. For a moment...just one moment, she forgot about all the terrible things that happened. The betrayal, the rumors, Natalie. The moment felt like it was meant just for Tom and Y/N.

But not all moments last forever. Y/N’s phone went off, alerting her of a notification. In fear, she thought the unknown number was ready to leave another threat for talking to Tom, but it wasn’t. Though it was just a simple Twitter notification that came up, it showed that Tom and Natalie were out again on display for the Public. Casually flirting back and forth, with pictures of their social media interaction with each other. Her heart sank even more..if it was even possible.

He was still with her, even if it was pretend. Y/N thought back to when Natalie first arrived to stay with them, and how she slowly tried to flirt her way and spend time with Tom. She thought about how well they worked and looked good together, and how she left Tom saying “You’d be happier with her.” While it was all under the unknown’s plan to say those exact words, Y/N couldn’t help but feel some sort of truth to it. Certainly, she wasn’t happier with everything thats happened, but for Tom...at least he still had a chance to be happier with Natalie.

“Y/N? You still there?” Tom asked through the phone, when he didn’t hear Y/N say anything for a good while.

She shook her head to stop her thoughts as she replied, “Yeah...still here.”

“Oh okay. Good. I thought you hung up on me.” Tom laughs nervously. “Look, uhh maybe we should focus on what you’re gonna do. So do you have a place to stay?”

Y/N looks around as she sighs in defeat. “No. I’d find an apartment but the rent is so high here in the city especially for those that live alone, and I really dont feel like moving back in with my parents right now.”

Tom listened to her dilemma closely, when he offered without hesitation, “Come back here.”

“Tom, you know thats not an option nor a good idea for us. I told you we needed space, and I certainly don’t want to live under the same roof with a girl your fake dating at the moment.” She says in digust, voiced laced with anger.

“Calm down, Y/N. Im just offering you a solution and I could make sure you don’t see her. It’s a big house after all.”

“It’s not happening.” Y/N says quickly to end the dispute. Y/N stops to think about her other option, one Tom make not very well like. “Maybe I could ask Matt. I know he doesnt live too far from here.”

“Okay, now you’re being delusional. That’s definitely not happening.” Tom scoffs, as he thinks about the sickening idea. “I don’t want you near him.”

“You cant tell me what to do.”Y/N snaps at him. “Just like I’m not telling to stop being near Natalie, let alone enter a PR relationship.”

“Well at least Im being honest and open about it and not hiding it like an immature child.” Tom fires back. Y/N was at a loss with the way he responded to her. While she did keep it secret, deep down she knew it was for his own good..but he would never know. “Im sorry. I didnt mean it. It’s just...I wish you were more honest with me..with everything. It hurts you know.”

“Yeah..” Y/N whispers on the phone, feeling guilty and upset by where they’ve ended up. “I know. I’m sorry too. I want to be honest with you about everything but I cant for good reason.”

“No reason is good enough, if you have to keep secrets from people you love.” Tom says bluntly. “Look Im not gonna make you choose where you want to go from here. It’s your decision and life. Im just saying my door is always open for you...no matter how many times you hurt me.”

“It’s not your obligation Tom. I’ll be fine with whatever happens to me. I have to be, but thank you.” Y/N says as she bids him farewell.

As Y/N grabs her stuff and heads toward the door so do Harrison and Harry. “We booked a hotel for a night, if you want to stay with us.” Harry says as he tried his best to smile for her.

Y/N does in return and nods. “Yeah. Okay let’s go.”

Harry, Harrison, and Y/N made it to Aviary Hotel in silence. No one was sure what they should say to the other, when everything had gone to shit in the past month. Once everyone settled down, Harry decided to go down and grab food the group, while Harrison stayed to watch over Y/N in case she needed anything. “So, you told Tom, Im guessing?” Harrison asked, sitting across the other bed as he watched her intently.

Y/N nodded not saying anything as she brushed her hair avoiding eye contact. She thought for a moment deciding if she should tell him about what really happened in the phone conversation. “He and I fought..kinda I guess. I told him I didnt have a place to stay and he wanted me to stay with you guys, but I said it’s not a good idea and then I mentioned Matt, and everything went downhill from there.”

“Wait why not? Why can’t you stay with us?” Harrison asked.

Y/N gave him a look as if he didn’t know the reason already. His blue eyes shifting from surprise to realization. “Right, I forgot.” They sat in silence for a few seconds before Harrison interjects again. “You know, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. I know Natalie and the unknown number still poses a threat, not to mention risky, but it’d be unexpected for them.” He offered.

Y/N thinks hard about it, her brows furrowing. “Yeah okay...but how does this that make it any better knowing that Im living with my ex-boyfriend who is also living under the same roof with a girl that he’s fake dating not to mention your childhood friend, and may very well be the other person terrorizing me.”

Harrison looks at her as he rubs his face in embarassment. “Well..when you put it that way.”

“Harrison, you can put it in any other way you want, it’s still going to be a bad idea.” She says.

“Look just think about it, okay. Its a big house, and you can use the attic room upstairs if you dont want to see anyone and have schedules until we can sort all of this out. And if it bothers you that much I even have a friend that lives close by who also needs a roommate herself.”

Y/N looks at Harrison skeptically, as he weighs out her options. “You really out here trying to find a way to make me stay with you guys and leave home huh?”

Harrison smiles as he combs back his dirty blonde hair. “No, Y/N. This here?” He points out arms wide, gesturing to the room to represent New York. “It was your home. Your real home, whether you want to believe it or not, it’s with us back in London. I know everything has been rough between you and Tom, but we’re going to find a way. I promise.”

Y/N sheds a tear, as she hears Harrison speak. He was right. Home just didn’t feel like home anymore. Not without them, but as much as she wanted to say yes, the odds of it being okay were against her...that couldn’t be ignored.

“So what do you say?”

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cabin-13 · 4 years ago

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u said self indulgent nico hcs?? 👀👀

ajkdsjkkj when I say self-indulgent, it’s Self-Indulgent and i pretty much ignore richard’s canon / haven't reread the books from either series in a long time nor have i read toa but if ur really interested... (long post ahead, sorry!)

nb nico is top tier

goes by he/they pronouns

touristcore aesthetic that’s slowly encroaching into e-person territory

he’s The Blueprint

likes thorn from the hex girls (even the reboot ver.) but digs dusk’s look more

how is this related u may ask?

yeah, i answer

idc abt canon so he and drew are bitchy friends and drew rags on his appearance constantly while brushing his hair but throws in self-care tips btwn loving insults

nico: you know im not a boy right

drew: doesnt change the fact you look like a wet rat, sweetie <3

i will forever stand by reynico being (platonic) soulmates and im gonna b extra self-indulgent and say they were friends in previous lives too and that’s why they vibed w each other so well <3

speaking of previous lives, well.... heh..

(no but really, this hc is kinda embarassing but , if u want elaboration uhhhhhhhhhh)

i know nico only has like. a 5th grade education but i like to think he would be a good student ... if anything i think hades would at least homeschool him with the ghosts of (famous) teachers ??? he seems to be naturally curious and he’s kind of a smart ass (not in a mean way) in canon idk

polyglot nico! polyglot nico! polyglot nico!!!! he becomes the go-to translator at camp ( like he isn't already sjkjskjdk)

yes he would know asl. why? bc i said so and rick needs to include include some hoh/deaf characters within the greek/roman pantheon <3 (if there is, not counting hearthstone from mcga)

leo finds out abt nico knowing spanish bc he once snorted at a joke he said and now leo won’t stop telling him shit like “¿cuál es la fruta que más se ríe? .... la naranja, ja, ja, ja --”

ironically has the best hair at chb (rick once said the di angelos had silky hair in the titan’s curse i think + reyna said something abt his hair too in boo ?? i'll have to check...) once he cleans up and the aphrodite kids are seething

nico’s hair starting to gray at a young age is also an interesting concept ! i think tumblr user fuocogo drew something ft that and it stuck with me

really self indulgent but he’s roman at heart (maybe even Literally. i read somewhere that an italian fan said the di angelos fit the desc. of modern day romans better than venicians ?? if i find it, i’ll link it >>>)

i like to think his family are legacies of victoria seeing as he’s always one of the key pieces / an important informant for winning both wars ... plus his grandpa was a diplomat and uhhh idk where I was going w this ngl

speaking of family, I need to know if the di angelo bloodline no longer exists assuming maria was an only child and there was no mention of any other di angelos aside from her parents ..? i like the idea of nico finding out that he has more family tho !!

also I would love it if rick cleared up where and when he met maria pls and thank u <3

I MISS BABY NICO’S PERSONALITY SM ... which is why i propose that whenever one of his friend’s see his eyes sparkling and arms waving while he babbles abt whatever topic, they think it’s really cute !!!! like !! keep talking !!

he gets embarrassed when he sees his friends smiling at him but it kinda makes him a bit teary eyed bc it’s been so long since he was able to talk abt his interests without being shut down / forcing himself to keep quiet because he felt like he was being too childish/annoying

what im saying is that he should be able to act like a kid bc he is one !!!! he's 14 !!!!!

he either has the cutest laugh or the weirdest laugh and it strictly depends on who ur asking

i feel like he sneezes like a kitten...............he sneezes and everyone whips their head around to look at him and he’s never wanted to dig a hole and put himself in it more than now

i like the imagery of tinkling bells being associated with him so im gonna sayyy he would have a necklace with a little bell (something like this kinda ??) and yes, leo would’ve made it for him as a joke kinda but not really

valdangelo (either as a friendship or nah) is underrated

like ur telling me this kid has a metal dragon and builds the coolest things ever and nico doesn't even think it’s a little bit cool ?? nah. rr did them dirty.

the kids at camp love him and i won't take no for an answer

he brings out ye ol’ mythomagic figurines to explain/show them the monsters and gods of the greek pantheon

it’s a win-win situation bc he gets to babble abt his hyperfixation and the kids get to learn abt what they're gonna get into in a way that’s better than the camp orientation film (since nico’s literally the only one who’s seen it ((but i think the stolls wanted to check it out too ??)) )

they give him a “camp’s best counselor <3333” mug and he cries abt it to reyna and hazel

yes he’s wearing an unusual amount of friendship bracelets no he's not gonna take them off shut up

unfortunately im team short!nico bc i want 2 see him get engulfed by the hugs his sisters (yes this includes reyna) and friends give him !!!

he wears demonia platform sneakers / doc martens (and converse but that’s p much a given) thank you <3

piper/nico friendship ... I Need It

they borrow each other’s clothes constantly

leo and them clown on jason and jason is Suffering but he loves them all so it’s ok

piper could probably carry nico

nico stress bakes

yeah

he and clovis become good friends and hang out in the dream world and u know what, im gonna say they’re cuddle buddies too. clovis seems like he would give nice hugs !

im a sucker for nico having friends from different pantheons too !!! also becoming sort-of friends with gods/immortals of different pantheons !!

the underworld demigod discord gc is cursed; one moment they're all talking abt how they're pretty much fated to stay in the underworld while they're both living and after they die but the next moment someone says they want a hug and a chorus of “yeah...”’s follows.

nico was a momma’s boy most definitely

speaking of which, i like to think that while him and bianca looked like their dad and mom respectively, it would’ve switched when they got older ?? idk

autistic nico ..... rick make it canon and not btwn the lines......

idk how to explain this one bc it’s just Plain Weird but . i feel like . nico would like?? hang out under his bed ??? maybe i’ll draw a pic or something and edit this later sjjdjkddk

this is just me projecting but he hates looking at mirrors / seeing himself in photos bc the person he sees doesn't match the person he sees in his head ?? if that makes sense ??? like he doesn't look like the nico he used to be bc of how much his appearance changed ? idk

uhhh he sometimes hallucinates, esp when he was in tartarus and in the month after coming out of the jar

maybe i’ll elaborate on this later ..

i need more annabeth and nico friendship pls...... both of them like/liked percy and now he can't stop getting clowned

HOWEVER.... if I see one more “not his/my type” joke im going to delete my tumblr

speaking of which, i have a conspiracy theory abt Things, but i don't wanna get my ass sniped into next tuesday

introvert leo forcing himself to be the group comedian even though he’d much rather be with machines and extrovert nico who pushes ppl away so he doesn't get hurt but desiring the company of another type vibes. im not gonna elaborate.

his latest hyperfixation is pokemon and his favorite pokemon are gengar and skitty, but jirachi and mimikyuu are close seconds

has a crush on N Harmonia and a bunch of the male gym leaders no im not gonna elaborate

this isn't a hc but. rick u really gotta stop writing abt ppl automatically distrusting nico because of his appearance / godly parent (although some were kinda warranted based of their personal history even though nico still pulled through in the end) im getting tired of reading abt ppl wanting to like. hurt him or Actually hurting him for stuff he didn't have control of sjkjsjkdsjkdk (like wtf happened with frank when hazel got poisoned?? I thought frank actually liked nico ahjkjsjkf)

uhhhhh that’s p much it ?????? sorry for the long ass post .. maybe i’ll write abt him more if ppl really want me to...

#nico di angelo #pjo #please tell me to shut the fuck up #im mortified #null.txt

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muckrakerhq · 4 years ago

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PRESENTING … FONDUE FOR TWO, HOSTED BY JOEY HUMMEL-ANDERSON.

featuring… this week’s guests, @camevanss & @winnieclarington

fondue for two is a weekly internet talk show hosted by joey hummel-anderson. fondue for two, joey, and the muckraker team strive to get all the steaming gossip while he interviews guests of his choice over a steaming pot of cheese.

[JOEY'S ROOM, SAME SET AS BEFORE]

JOEY: Hello everyone and welcome back to Fondue for Two! I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted, but after Gil the Fish ruined my camera, I couldn’t film it… Isn’t that right, Gil? [Zooms in on Gil’s fish bowl with the old camera still inside the bowl] But either way, we’re back and it’s a new year and we’re ready to bring Fondue for Two back, hopefully for good! Today’s guests are no other than Cameron Evans and Winnie Clarington-Smythe! Are you guys excited to be the first guests of Fondue for Two in 2041?

WINNIE: Personally, I'm like so offended you didn't ask me to be on your show prior. Does my makeup like look fine? Do you like have one of those view finders?

CAM: Hey Joe. Thanks for inviting me and happy new year!! Next time you book me for an interview... Can you make sure my partner's a human or at least Gil? Not Satan's twin sister. Thanks.

WINNIE: There's actually like no proof that I came directly from hell. Snopes denied it.

CAM: Is your wax candle face not evidence enough that you've spent time burning in hell?

WINNIE: Isn't it like totes anti-feminist to comment on my face?

JOEY: Oh my God, okay, let's stop right there... Winnie, your makeup looks fine! And it's great to have you both here! Let's just start with the questions, did you guys kiss anyone at midnight? And if you did, who was it? The audience and I want to know.

WINNIE: I didn't like kiss anyone at midnight, but I did have sex. Does that like count?

CAM: Most people kiss during sex unless it's Pretty Woman rules. Anyways. I didn't kiss anyone. Just kissed goodbye to a shitty year.

JOEY: Who did you have sex with? And weren't you at the Country Club at midnight? JOEY: That's okay, maybe you'll have someone to kiss next year! You could have kissed me though.

WINNIE: Totes wouldn't shock me if Cam's into that, but I just like hooked up with Austin. It wasn't like anything important.

CAM: Pass. I'm the one guest you have tonight that doesn't kiss people with boyfriends.

WINNIE: It doesn't count if she like wasn't into you in the first place and that's like such old news Cam-Cam. Don't like tell me you're still so hung up on that.

JOEY: Ew, you had sex with Austin? But anyways, let's move on and you guys need to stop fighting or else I won't air this. And then you won't be famous online like me. Next question, what are you guys looking forward in 2041? Do you think this will be the year that there will be finally an alien invasion?

WINNIE: Please this is gonna give you like the biggest hits. The people love drama, I mean isn't that like why you asked us to be here? Anyways, I think there's already been an alien invasion. The Meeks sisters, specifically. Redheads are like confirmed aliens.

CAM: Are we sure my co-guest isn't an alien? Anyways. I'm looking forward to leaving for college and getting a fresh start. 2041 is a brand new year and soon enough, I'll be in a new city in a new state. Can't wait to start over.

WINNIE: Also, Snopes disputed. I'd like to also say that I'm like supes excited for new foreign exchange students. And the new Prada collection.

JOEY: You're right, people do love drama... But first of all, the Meeks sisters are awesome and they're not aliens. Even if I've heard that gingers have no souls and that's why I really don't trust Julien's mom. And I think if there was already an alien invasion, we would know! JOEY: But you are going to miss Lima, right, Cam? Especially people like, I don't know, me.

WINNIE: Joey, just like confess your feelings for him already.

CAM: Oh. Joey already told me he had a crush on me forever ago. But yeah, sure, man. I'll miss you, I guess.

WINNIE: I like hope Warbler doesn't watch this show. That'd be totes embarassing for you Joey.

JOEY: That was a long time ago! I don't have a crush on you anymore, what? [nervous laugh] Moving on... Winnie, the next question is for you, is it true that you had plastic surgery?

CAM: Is it true she's had plastic surgery? Come on. You should ask how many noses we're on at this point...

WINNIE: I thought we had like already established that. But yes, I had a nonsurgical nose job over the summer and I'm like so not afraid to hide it because not only do I look hotter, but the rest of my face and body are like totes 100% natural and 100% hot.

JOEY: You kind of look like a Barbie now... That's totally a good thing, but don't Barbies set on fire easily? Are you scared that one day you're going to melt because you're made of plastic now?

WINNIE: No, I'm like totes confident in my abilities to stay away from fire.

JOEY: That's good, that's good, fire is dangerous... Anyways, next question is for Cam: who do you think is most likely to get married first after graduation? And also, why are you being so dry to me when I text you?

WINNIE: Why is this a Cam question? My bets are like so on Juliet and Ivan.

CAM: Don't answer my questions. Anyways. I think most people are rooting for Theo and Zoe. I'd also like to see Frankie have her first wedding as soon as possible, so we can have a lit bachelor party. And I'm not being dry to you? We just don't have to hang out every second of every day.

WINNIE: Bite me, Evans. I have no fear of like totes slashing your tires when I leave.

CAM: I'll just turn my windshield wipers on and melt you. Witches can't handle water, right?

JOEY: Well, I think people are rooting for Theo and Zoe too, that would be a nice wedding to go to. But what are you talking about? Yes, we do, you're my best friend! JOEY: Winnie, stop the violence, there's no violence in Fondue for Two! JOEY: Let's move on, can you guys say something nice about each other? Please?

WINNIE: Cam's like mildly attractive when his mouth is shut.

CAM: Gross. Please don't call me attractive.... Um.... Winnie... Uh. She's funny sometimes. Once a year.

WINNIE: I'm funny literally like all the time. Don't lie to yourself.

JOEY: See, that wasn't that hard, right? I think the two of you should hug!

WINNIE: No.

CAM: I'd rather light myself on fire.

WINNIE: I like literally don't know what you have against me. I like helped you out.

JOEY: Yeah, why do the two of you hate each other?

CAM: Joey. This girl is insane. Can we end this?

WINNIE: Insane? That's like such an accusation. I can't help it that you like don't hold the same energy off of the person that literally like cheated on you.

JOEY: Oh, I remember now... Well, moving on, I still have some questions. Winnie, if you had to pick one of your dads, who would you pick?

WINNIE: One of my dads for what? Like, favoritism? Because everyone knows Hunter is my favorite. He's like taught me stuff he learned in military school and I think that like made me a better person. WINNIE: But Sebastian gives me more money so... they're both kinda the same.

CAM: ...A better person? Jesus. How bad were you before?

JOEY: I guess that's fair... Next question is for Cam: is it true that you're totally into Serenity? Because I've seen the way she looks at you.

CAM: I'm not totally into anyone. Serenity and I are just friends. Cut it out.

WINNIE: Who's Serenity?

JOEY: I don't know, she just does my homework sometimes... I think she's in Glee Club, I can't be sure. JOEY: I think this is all the time we have, I feel like if we stay here any longer, you guys are going to kill each other so... Do you guys have anything you would like to say?

WINNIE: Just to like follow my Instagram and that if Cam's body ends up at The View that I like totes didn't do anything.

CAM: Can't kill a demon. Anyways. Thanks for having me. Avoid looking Winnie directly in the eyes or she might steal your soul! Have a good night.

JOEY: Alright... Well, that's all, thank you for watching and I hope to see you next time on Fondue for Two!

[ THE END ]

#fondue for two #fft: episode v #joey hummel-anderson #cam evans #winnie clarington-smythe

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useless-slytherclaw · 5 years ago

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MIDCO headcannons

that literally no one asked for (Generally I use Cobra and Midnight, but if it refers to them only after they join Crime Sorciere, then I use Erik and Macbeth)

Who is the most affectionate?

It’s actually both of them, but only when no one can see them.

Most common argument?

Midnight falls asleep random places and Cobra leaves him there because he’s tired of carrying his boyfriend’s sleepy ass around. (esp after the Oracion Seis Arc when Midnight doesn’t have a carpet anymore)

Who apologizes first?

It’s usually Cobra, but Midnight will let Cobra hear that he’s sorry before he’s willing to say it.

Favorite (non-sexual) activity to do together?

When they were still in the Oracion Seis they would always train together (magic and hand to hand combat)-- they still do. They watch movies and play video games, but Macbeth usually falls asleep part way through. So Erik watches the movie and pets Macbeth’s head.

Who drives and who rides shotgun?

Racer drives!... But when its just them Midnight drives and Cobra curses the day someone invented cars

Who is most likely to carry the other?

Cobra because Midnight is asleep again

Nicknames?

Cobra calls Midnight M (Is it Macbeth or Midnight, its just M). While they were still working for Brain they didn’t really use any pet names (two reasons: they are convincing themselves they are too badass for feelings and because they dig their codenames too much). Generally they use something chill like babe. Sometimes Erik calls Macbeth ‘love’ because he knows that it makes Macbeth melt. They also rotate through stupid and embarassing nicknames to mess with eachother.

Macbeth: “Hey there baby cakes” Erik: “Absolutely not.”

Erik: “What was that princess?” Macbeth: “I might actually stab you.”

Who proposes?

Erik! But he only does it when he’s 100% sure Macbeth with say yes (he probably overheard Macbeth day dreaming about it)

Who sings along with the radio?

Midnight does and Cobra pretends its not adorable as shit

Who worries the most?

Cobra worries because he knows that Midnight is actually soft behind his psychopathic exterior. Midnight has 100% faith that Cobra can do anything.

Who always wants to take selfies with the other?

Midnight wants to take all the selfies and Cobra acts like he wants none of it.

Who likes to playfully tease the other?

Both! They’ve been friends since forever and have no limits to teasing each other

Who has the weirdest taste in music?

Midnight, I mean, of course. Cobra doesn’t even ask questions anymore.

Who remembers what the other always orders at a restaurant?

Cobra doesn’t need to remember, because he can hear it. Midnight actually remembers what it is though.

Who is embarrassed to take their clothes off in front of the other?

What embarrassment? Honestly, they probably saw each other naked before they even got together in the baths at the guild hall. When they got together they were both confident and cocky and thought they were the shit, and if they were embarassed they refused to admit it.

Who tops?

Usually Cobra, but not always, and Midnight is the brattiest bottom ever.

Who initiates kisses?

Both of them. Sometimes Cobra doesn’t because he doesn’t want Macbeth’s lipstick on his face.

Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

Before they were arrested, I don’t think they held hands much. After, Macbeth. He’s clingy, and Erik pretends like he doesn’t enjoy the fact that Macbeth is hanging on to him.

Who kisses hardest?

It’s Cobra, but Midnight loves it.

Who is the most ticklish?

It’s actually Cobra and Midnight is merciless

Who brings an animal they found home?

COBRA, they have ~300 snakes and lizards now

Who holds the umbrella for the other while it’s raining?

Midnight just uses his reflector magic to move the rain away from them. Umbrellas ruin their aesthetic.

Who tries to playfully embarrass the other in public?

Midnight. I imagine that he thinks of sexually explicit things and makes sure Cobra can hear him. Cobra’s embarrassed even though no one else can hear.

Who kills the scary bugs?

Cobra takes the bugs outside because Midnight hates them and Cobra doesn’t want to kill them

Who asks the weird questions at random in the middle of the night?

Midnight... he’s most awake at midnight and prone to asking strange questions anyway

Who hogs the blankets?

Cobra because Midnight doesn't care about the presence of blankets... or pillows... or even beds

Who wakes up first?

Obviously Cobra

Who wants to stay in bed just a bit longer?

Midnight stays in bed for more than just a bit longer

Who always makes coffee for the other each morning?

Cobra makes coffee and usually leaves some for Midnight, but Angel comes and drinks it before Midnight wakes up anyway

Who cries during certain films or when reading sad books?

Before their imprisonment, neither? they are trying to be badasses. After? Let’s be real, it's Macbeth. Erik hates sad films and books.

Who gets scared during horror films?

They both love horror films. Midnight practically takes notes to use for his Nightmare spell

Who cuts the other’s hair?

Surprisingly, Cobra cuts Midnight’s hair for him.

Who says “I love you” first?

It's Cobra, but it's only after they are free from their seven-year imprisonment and he already knows that Midnight loves him because he can hear it.

Who tells their friends/family about their relationship first?

Probably Midnight; but he doesn’t tell them so much as do something like sit on Cobra’s lap or kiss him in front of everyone. But, The Oracion Seis have been guessing since before they went to jail, but they had no proof. Jellal is blindsided and very confused.

What do their friends/families think of their relationship?

Richard and Meredy SUPPORT LOVE. Sawyer and Sorano support it, but are merciless in their teasing. Jellal isn't against it, but he thinks that crime sorciere should focus on penentance or something. Kinana is so happy that her best friend/brother has someone to love.

Who is more likely to ask the other to dance with them?

Midnight, but definitely only after the imprisonment. Cobra acts like he doesn’t like to dance in public, but he doesn’t mind if it's just them.

Who cooks best?

Probably Cobra because Midnight falls asleep if it takes more time than making a bowl of cereal

Who wears the other’s jacket?

Generally neither, they each have their own wardrobes and don't really share. Sometimes Midnight will co-opt Cobra’s pajamas because they smell like him though

Who uses cheesy pickup lines?

Erik does it sometimes because he thinks its funny; Macbeth doesn’t find it funny

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ears at inappropriate times?

MIDNIGHT. He doesn’t even have to whisper it, he just makes sure he’s thinking it close enough to Cobra.

Who makes the other laugh the most?

Cobra makes Midnight laugh the most. He’s much more likely to make jokes. He also mocks Jellal and teases the rest of the Oracion Seis, which Midnight finds amusing. Midnight has the type of deadpan sarcasm where most people can't tell if he’s horrible or making a joke; Cobra thinks it’s hilarious, but Midnight doesn’t do it as often.

Who needs more reassurance?

It’s Midnight. Cobra can hear how dedicated Midnight is to him, so he doesn’t need to be reminded. Midnight is always worried he’s not good enough. When he lost to Fairy Tail, he was worried. When he found out Brain just wanted to use them as pawns it got worse. He’s used to Brain’s affection/interest in him being dependent on his skills/abilities, so he gets worried every time he makes a mistake or loses a fight (like to Jellal or against August).

Who would have to bail the other out of jail?

Cobra has to bail Midnight out of jail, but only because Cobra heard the knights coming and managed to escape. They were both in on the crime.

What would be their theme song?

Stardust by Gemini Syndrome or Breathe with me by Nomy. I think most love songs are too light for this couple. They have a lot of trauma and a lot of grit between them and the song should reflect that.

“I know this place, It smells like innocence lost, We left the traces of the sins we bought… It's no mistake, You are perfect, You are perfect in my mind”

“I need you close now to save you, I feel your guilt in your breathing… When you're in the dark, When you are alone, There's no one else for me, There is really nowhere else I rather be”

Who would sing their child back to sleep?

Neither of them want children. They’re terrible with children, no one let them near children please.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Mostly they go about their day to day lives. But Cobra is constantly straining his ears for a sign of Midnight though. And Midnight gets slowly crankier and crankier the longer they are apart.

Who worries about what they look like when they’re older?

They both do, but Macbeth is worse. He cares what he looks like more than Erik does (Erik does care, he just pretends like he doesn’t).

Who eats the others uneaten pizza crusts?

Cobra does. Probably whatever else Midnight abandoned when he went for his nap. Finders keepers.

Who would throw the other into a pool?

Neither. Cobra’s not trying to die for ruining Midnight’s look and Midnight’s sleeping like a cat in the sun.

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fourmisfitz · 5 years ago

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Breakthru: Part 3 (Roger Taylor x Reader)

Part One | Part Two

Warnings/Content: Swearing, Angst, etc... the whole shibang, really (but no smut... yet;)) (18+)

Words: 4k

A/N: I cried while writing this 🤗 Hope you enjoy, my lovelies! Please let me know what you thought! (Picture whichever Roger; I switch between seeing it as Ben!Roger and late 70s Rog) P.S. there will def be more than 4 parts to this series. Probably 6-7...

“Did we even pay for this?”

“Oh trust me, I’m paying for it alright.” You scoffed at yourself.

His fork clonked against the plate when his shoulders slumped.

“I meant the food.”

You knew that, but you couldn’t shake your unexpected encounter enough to give undivided attention to dinner right now. You timidly swirled your fork around a cluster of noodles as a barking dog outside echoed into the dining room.

“Right… then no.” You shoved the bite into your mouth, eyes eventually meeting Roger’s as your head remained bowed at your plate.

A huff crossed the table to your hand, carried by the frigid air blowing in through the window behind Roger.

“Okay I get that you’re giving me the cold shoulder for whatever reason, but could you at least clos-.”

“For whatever reason?!” He inquired.

You slumped back in your chair, already knowing you were in the wrong.

“How do you think it feels to be the middleman? And you taking stabs at yourself about how you’re “paying for it” is supposed to make me feel better, I suppose? Like I’m just some inconvenience?” Air quotes accented his irritation.

“No!” You spat. “I didn’t mean it like- but-” You were growing more frustrated, Roger being the last person you wanted to pick a fight with right now, “you know, you’re acting like I invited him, Roger.” Your forearms dug into the edge of the table as you propped yourself forward.

Roger finished a gulp of his beer, his hand paving back his hair out of habit. His head shook as his scurried gaze avoided eye contact, brows furrowed. It’s what he did when he was focused, caring about the subject, but it came with impulsivity.

“Right, no- but you-”

“But I what, Roger? But I: invited him into this mess? I created this mess.” You watched his eyelashes flicker before meeting with yours. “But I: didn’t lie better to keep a suspecting husband out of the picture?- Who, need I remind you, has a reason to be suspicious and even more than that: furious?! Or, here we go-”

Roger pled your name to stop,

“but I: am the one who shouldn’t have cheated in the first place?...” You carried on. “I wasn’t happy, Roger, I-... things don’t always work out picture-perfect for every party, and i hate-” Your voice broke, “-that I’m hurting him- that we’re hurting him, because as much as it sucks, this is equally our problem now.” You shoved your rickety chair out from the table and stood up hastily, banging your knee into the edge as you did so, sobs threatening to escape.

He swallowed his expression before reaching behind him, the clack of the window lock making you jump slightly before collecting yourself and retreating to the kitchen, dishes in hand.

Roger sat, not sure what to do as he anxiously drummed his fingers until they fell out of rhythm when you returned to his chair. With something held by your hip, you reached out a patient hand. After a moment that felt like forever, he moulded his cautious, calloused hand with yours and you led him to the living room.

The leather cushions sank as both of your bodies fell into them. You brought the burgundy object to your lap and Roger squeezed your hand slightly when he recognized it. Scattered black letters that nearly spelled “A Royal Family” were glued to the fabric, a few missing. Of course, Roger had crossed out the family part months ago and wrote “pain in my ARSE” in Sharpie during a pointless fight between his bandmates; it made up for the absent letters.

“You still have it…” His marvelling voice was light.

“Of course; I basically slaved over it for a week.”

He offered an airy laugh as his fingers ghosted over the cover gently.

You flicked through a few pages, crinkled from beer stains and remnants of other unidentified things, collecting your memories with the band. It illustrated you being a friend to all of them, before this “love” triangle formed.

The first instalment was from the second time you met Queen, because the first interaction had you too nervous to introduce your Polaroid camera. Another photo showed Roger pinching your cheeks with one hand, your smile still evidently bright even in the pufferfish lips you wore as your eyes squeezed shut. Also pictured: Freddie in a hospital gown holding a thumbs up while Roger pouted beside him…

Roger let out a deep, throaty laugh, “Do you remember that?” the ink in the image pooled a ring around his indicative finger as pressed into it - the time he had shoved his drum kit off the risers and a heavier floor tom fumbled down onto Freddies foot. Freddie had laughed between his exclaims of pain so Roger wouldn’t feel as bad, cracking jokes and teasing him, perfectly in-tune with his nature.

You snorted, “How could I forget? You screamed siren sounds the whole drive to the hospital, and then some!” Roger returned a light laugh and rubbed the back of his neck before moving the album onto his lap for closer inspection.

It was all there, all your memories before this messy situation were captured over the past few years in this book. Of course, some had become more tainted memories than others; the photo of Brian kissing your cheek in the studio and your eyes gleaming brighter than the flash ever could. You couldn't remember what had happened before the shutter clicked, but maybe that was from intentional practice to forget. The time you tripped over some amp chords Freddie had left exposed even after countless requests from Brian to tidy it up - in the photo was you on the carpet, right knee all bloodied up as Freddie hugged you, though his passion translated into more of a choke hold. Johns hand was visible, cleaning the wound, and Brian looked scoldingly at Freddie in the background. You didn’t remember much, but behind the camera, Roger was the one who made you smile enough to stop the tears that were still apparent on your cheeks.

“I like this one.” Roger pointed at a corner photo you missed amongst the others crowding the page.

“Why?” You laughed, embarassed.

“Because it was the first time I saw you so… free.” He placed his palm over your aching knee, instantly making the throbbing go away. There you were, in a convertible with the band, your bum on the rim of the side window, only legs inside the car as your arms outstretched behind you and the wind blew your hair every which way.

“I remember you had been going on and on… and ON and ON-” He teased, rocking his head for emphasis.

“Okay, okay!” You felt a bit of that heavy ladening weight dissipate with your laughs.

“-honestly, love, I don’t even know what it was you were saying: you spoke so fast… but seeing you so carefree and in your element speaking pure passion about some song and how music can make us feel-... well it made me think-…” He ogled at the photo some more.

“Made you think what, Rog?”

“...I knew right then, I wanted to be with you.”

You felt the corners of your lips pinch dimples into your cheeks as you kissed his warm cheek and his grip tightened on your knee.

“You’re not an inconvenience, Roger...” you watched the side of his face as he looked up at you.

“You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.” You corrected.

He smiled bigger than you’d seen in a while, and he started playfully attacking your entire face with a bundle of quick kisses all over, pulling giggles from you.

At that moment, just when you began enjoying your night again, your phone vibrated from your back pocket. You groaned and dropped your head in response.

“You know I think we should just throw our phones away.” Rogers eyes remained grazing the photos.

“Deaky.” You confirmed, earning an intrigued look from him.

Answering hesitantly, you listened as his soft voice spoke your name worriedly over the line.

“Everything alright, John?”

Roger watched your mouth open several times to speak, but no words came out until you finally put John at ease with, “Alright- yeah, I’ll- I’ll go check it out, okay?”

“What was that about?”

“I have to go check something…”

Roger blinked.

“John’s worried about Brian; says he’s down at The Crooked Frame and he’s well-through a round of shots to himself. He didn’t care for anything he had to say and wants me to try to get him to go home.”

Roger nodded and you pecked his forehead goodbye.

“I love you.” Roger whispered. You levelled your eyes with his, “I love you too.” and kissed his lips properly before grabbing your jacket and keys.

On your drive over, you didn’t know what to expect. All you knew was that in over a year, Brian hadn’t had anything stronger than a pint or two, and he definitely wasn’t one to drink alone.

“Sweetheart, turn it down, you’re gonna blow the speakers!” His voice crescendoed in equal amusement and caution as his long fingers turned down the volume knob.

“Hey! I like that song!” You poked his arm as the wind took over for surround sound, only faint echoes of Tom Petty ringing throughout the car.

His laugh was deep and delightful.

“I love that song, but I don’t love false auto repair quotes.”

You returned the chuckle and shook your head in admiration. Smiling contently at him now, you rested your chin upon your fist, propped up by your elbow on the center console.

“Do you know what else I love?” He yelled over the rippling wind, pushing his long locks out of his face with one hand.

“My singing voice?” You turned the volume back up to full.

“Hey, watch it!” He went to reposition it when you interrupted his motion by clasping your fingers with his.

“C’mon, babe- sing it with me…- Tryin’ she, had one little promise, she was gonna keep!” You bellowed the lyrics at the top of your lungs, not a care in the world if you were off key.

He shook his head and unable to resist, joined in on the fun.

“Oh yeah! All right!” Your voices collided in unison, drowning out the stereos guiding voice.

He pointed a finger at you in cue.

“Take it easy baby!” You tried to match the throaty melody in the original song, your torso swaying with passion.

“Make it last-” “Make it last all ni-ight!” You each sang your respective parts and after a moment he redestined the volume back to static.

“I love you.” He finished.

And you looked at him like he held all the power in the world. Your heart caught up to the speed of his car and it felt like everything had been aligned at that moment. Your breath hitched in your chest for awhile until you realized you weren’t dreaming and should probably say something.

“Aww, I love you too, Bri!” And you threw your denim jacket-clad arms around his neck, feeling everything, all at once.

He let go of a breath and took another one in that could finally reach the pit of his lungs in relief. You withdrew your arms and instead hugged his arm. Brian glanced at your head on his shoulder, and turning back to the road, he smiled to himself and kissed your hair.

You closed your eyes at the gesture and squeezed his arm with both hands in appreciation. He loved you; he said it, and you felt the same. And it was almost irrevocable. Almost.

He turned the volume back up once and for all.

“She was, an American girl!” You both sang along again, the song ringing throughout the car again.

♫ He crept back in her memory

God it's so painful ♫

The bar wasn’t a ghost town, but it wasn’t exactly bustling on a tuesday night, either. Brian wasn’t hard to miss, sitting at a desolate counter where the female behind it was tending to old men strewn along the stools. You made your way over, the men ogling at you like you were meat. One of them even squeezed your ass as you made your way to him, prompting you to shoot the man a look and flinch away.

“Pretty dodgy place to be spending your Tuesday, don’t you think?” You offered.

Brians sweaty curls were glued to his face as he slugged back the second shot of what must have been his second round.

He wreaked of body odor and a variety of musky liquor.

You took a controlled breath in and tried again.

“This seat taken?” You asked lightly, only to be answered with a slow look that could only be described as a glare. He looked down at the stool silently, back at you, then shrugged as his eyes returned to the shots waiting to be gulped.

You sat down and when the bartender asked if you could use a quick fix, tequila it was. You figured you would be here awhile.

“Have you seen John, tonight?”

He just shrugged and mumbled.

You leaned the side of your head on your propped palm, facing him.

“Well he’s seen you, and we’re worried.” You prodded.

“Bull.” He croaked, reaching for the third shot.

You covered the shot before he could grasp it.

“You can’t just drink away the night, you know. I know you’re hurting, but-” You took a confirming gaze around the room, a thick musty layer of smokey fog glazing the air. Scattered coughs and clinks of pints between men with their pants too low echoed throughout. “-but we’ve gotta get you home, Bri.”

You reached out to take his arm, but he swatted you away, pure offense lacing his long face, all the way to his clenched jaw. You watched on timidly.

He dipped his head back again and slammed that third glass down, clattering against the rest, not earning a single head turn.

“Home? Is that so?” He scoffed. “Yippee, I get to go home to a warm cozy bed, to my wife, and- oh no- that’s Roger who’s pulled that straw, isn’t it?”

You tried to keep calm even though it was becoming more obvious that this wasn’t going to be pretty in the slightest.

“Brian, don’t be mad at Roger-”

He didn’t stop you, but when he looked at you you realized you didn’t even know how to continue your sentence.

You twiddled your fingers and starting faking interest in your cuticles.

“I want to kiss you.” He finally chirped.

Your hands began to shake beneath your gaze, then you met your eyes to his. Yours grew glossy first.

“Brian,”

“I want to kiss you and shove you against a wall and fall asleep with you cradled in my arms, against my chest-” Brian took your wrist rather aggressively and pressed your palm to his sweaty chest. “-where you’re safe.” You could feel his heart beating fast enough to put him into cardiac arrest beneath his button-up.

You swallowed your shaky breath and glanced from your hand to his worrisome eyes.

“I love you.” You spoke softly.

His eyebrows allowed some space to come between them. Hope, until:

“But-”

“Don’t say but,”

You drew in another breath, and you began to feel the alcohol bubble in the pit of your stomach. That- or brians words sank like an anchor that would always be instilled in you.

“Alright... I love you, and,” You retracted your hand to your side, “You’re not my safehouse, anymore.” You stood up from your stool and dove your arm under the strap of your purse; it was time to go.

Brian grabbed your shoulder like a warning as you pivoted away from the bar, trying to shake his words into your veins.

“Well you either love me, and you feel that-” but all you felt was a growing numbing sensation from the tequila settling in. “-or you don’t feel anything at all, and that’s why you’re able to do this.” His voice croaked on the last few syllables.

Ultimatums didn’t make the choice any easier, and you were well invested into your decision by now.

His eyes pierced you with a stern, desperate gaze, practically burning a hole in your face.

You wanted to tell him so many things in this moment; how it’s more complicated than whether you do, or you don’t. How you’ll always have a spot for him in your heart, but you have more love for Roger, because he was there when Brian wasn’t. You didn’t just wake up one day and hate him in a heartbeat, after one fight. It was small at first - things you would have shaken off on their own, but then everything piled up, one after the other, and over time it bottled up and overflowed out of you. You were coming home and leaving your 9-5 for a 24/7. You had your transgressions to be burdened with for how you dealt with things, but he drove you away. You wanted to say so many things to Brian, but all that came out when you took his quivering jaw into your hands was:

“You are an epic person, Brian, but you’re not my person anymore.”

You bowed your head and went to leave again when he added,

“What am I supposed to do then? You’ve got part of me inside you.”

You looked back, caught off-guard by his words.

“’n case you’ve forgot...” He added. “Or are you running away from that, also?”

As those last few words left his lips, slurred from boozing away his sorrows, you heard the bell of the tavern door chime. Had you not known it was Roger from his white jacket swallowing your peripherals, it wouldn’t have caught your attention.

Brians swallowed hard. “Right.” He smacked his empty shot glass on the counter and stood up messily, earning some preventative arms from you, just in case, only to be returned with a stern flexed hand dismissing your caution. “I see your person’s arrived.”

Roger watched, trying to guage the situation and determine a safe distance, hovering by the door.

You looked between the both of them, Brian sitting back down and already moving onto his next shot. You huffed and held up a waiting finger to Roger before retreating to the bathroom.

While you were gone, Roger took the liberty of trying to get on Brians level, or at least remind him that his liver hasn’t taken that much booze in too long.

“Come for a pity party?” Brian quipped, brows raised into his hairline.

“Look it’s time to go, Bri. I’ve called a cab, just let me help you u-”

“Fuck off.”

“Easy...” Roger lowered his voice, “Look mate, I know you’re upset, but I can’t watch you ruin yourself and run this any deeper-”

“Oh, you don’t know shit! And quit the high and mighty strut like you have no part in my ruining.” Brians eyes practically bulged out of his skull.

Rogers breaths kept to his nose as they became more heated, his pursed lips containing himself.

“You’re a homewrecker, and you’re a right twat.”

Brian was getting well up in Rogers face now, only making him grow more agitated by the second. Roger averted his eyes for a second, but Brian made sure to revert that with a prompting shove.

“Brian, you’re pissed drunk. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh I think I know quite enough.”

“Alright,” Roger readjusted his shirt with a shrugging motion, “Fine, have at it - rip into me. I hurt you, I know that...” Brian watched on. “But she needed you. You pushed her away. I-” His index finger repeatedly stabbed his own chest, “won’t be blamed for being there for someone who needed somebody.”

“If she really needed me - if she really didn’t feel heard, she would have spoken up. She knows she can come to me with anything.”

“You sure about that?”

“Quite.”

“Willing to bet your life on it?” Roger pressed.

“Everything alright?” The bartender chirped, her expression appearing more annoyed than her tone, a lousy attempt to diffuse the situation.

Without either of them breaking eye contact, Roger nodded.

“Yeah. Was Just leaving, as a matter of fact.” Roger added, realizing he was only feeding the flame as he went leave before things got too ugly.

“Hey-!” But he was yanked back when Brian clenched a fistful of his jacket.

“You don’t get to just walk away.”

“I’m not walking away from you, Brian. But this-” Roger glared at the cluster of shot glasses, some spilling onto the floor, the receipt of them trailing down Brians chest. “isn’t you.”

“Oh so you know everything now, huh?”

“You’re right sloshed, just quit, and get in the cab, and we’ll talk later-”

“you know how my wife smells?”

“C’mon mate-”

“You know how my wife’s hands feel.” Brian took a step closer, really getting into rogers face, now.

Rogers only response was his nostrils flaring with anger and forced restraint, trying with all his might to contain himself and walk away.

“You know how my wife-” his nose was practically aligned with rogers, “tastes.” he growled.

You walked out after hearing some commotion, in time to see the aftermath of what followed a fist colliding with a nose, blood weaving into the spilled booze on the floor.

You gasped and threw yourself between them, screaming at them to stop. You took the hand of the fallen and yanked him back to his feet, spinning around to block them off.

“Do I need to call the cops? Or have you got your wives under control?” The bartenders raspy voice hollered.

“This is ridiculous.” You spat, looking between them, while one of them literally spat a bloody mess out of their mouth and the others chest heaved.

“C’mon, that cabs going to leave soon.”

You got in the backseat and instructed the driver with a huff, rubbing your eyes in exhaustion. You looked down at your growing bump and placed a palm to it as it kicked, tears pricking your eyes and you bit your lip to contain your rising sobs.

“I’m sorry.” He offered, placing a hand on your forearm.

“Me too.” And with that, you lifted your hands from your bump and habitually began wringing out your fingers.

You looked over to him, a dishevelled mess. You took his bloodied hand, uncurled his fingers, and as your tears fell into his palm you searched his eyes. You hunted for hate, because all of this would be a lot easier if he hated you, but all that came up to the surface was an ache. You placed your hand in his, wrapping your hands around it.

“Here we are!” The impatient taxi driver announced your address, and you withdrew your hands from his, unbuckled your seatbelt, and paid the driver.

“Wait-” He tried to call, but his voice barely rose above a croak.

“This is for him too, please make sure he gets inside.”

He pled your name softly, “Wait,”

You offered him a glance, waiting.

“C’mon, are you going or aren’t ya?” The driver grew more aggravated and you could tell caring about the passengers well being wasn’t exactly something money could buy.

You looked out the window at Rogers flat, then back to a speechless Brian, then waved the driver off, changing your mind.

Once you stumbled upstairs into your shared flat, you retrieved a washcloth from the linen closet, soaked it with warm water, and after you finally got Brian to quiet down from his guilty mumbles blaming himself, you pulled the duvet over him and pat his head with the cloth.

“’m sorry I did this. I pushed you away, I caused all of this. I’ll change- I’ll change myself for you, Y/N, I swear-!”

“Shhhh-shh-shhh...” You moved a clump of dampened curls out of his eyes as he gulped, looking between your eyes, his growing more heavy. “This isn’t on you, and I don’t want you to change.” You bowed your head and placed a kiss on his forehead.

He closed his tired eyes, and you rubbed your thumb soothingly over his cheek and temples for a moment, watching him doze off in seconds.

You placed something on your nightstand before crawling back up to him in bed and pressing another chaste kiss to his cool skin. “Things will feel whole again some day...”

And in the morning when he woke up, he didn’t find you in bed with him, but instead, a note.

He reached over and yanked the paper through half-asleep eyes, water spilling over from the glass you left him, as well as a clanging sound eliciting from something hitting it.

It rang throughout his ears as he read the words you left for him.

“I will always care about you, but right now, I can’t find my love for you. I should’ve done this awhile ago, and I’m sorry I didn’t sooner.”

Without peeling his stark eyes from the scrap paper, he outstretched his other arm and slammed his palm down on the source of the noise at the nightstand, and to his face, he lifted up the ring he put on your finger nearly a year ago.

♫ Something that's so close

And still so far out of reach ♫

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