#i'm in an angsty mood sorry not sorry

[lejoursobre]

Global warming is wild isn't it? I mean? Warm and salty raindrops 24/7? specifically in Soho???

(I physically can't draw angst sorry I did my best here)

[2aceofspades]

TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death

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With you

Lil one-shot I guess...??

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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.

A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-

No.

Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.

"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.

He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?

His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.

"Did we win?"

Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.

Did we win?

The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.

"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"

"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.

How dare you, Two thought to himself.

His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.

Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.

There was no other choice left.

“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”

Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.

Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.

“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.

He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.

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~bonus doodles~

(':

[ying-doodles]

I can't remember who said it but someone on twitter brought up the time difference between earth and hell (one day on earth is about one month in hell) and since javier died 3 years before lloyd, he would have to had wait basically an entire lifetime to meet him again (~90 years) and that just broke me,, ( ; ω ; )

no wonder he threatened lloyd to either stay with him in hell for at least a few hundred years or become an archangel...

[emilyscully]

If you must weep, do it right here in my bed as I sleep

[athousandbyeol]

can we exist beyond these shadows? (day and night, shoulder to shoulder; we know). [tianwang fanfic]

"shadows keep secrets better than humans do. we're safe in their hands."

or sheng wang and jiang tian, two lovers, wanting to exist beyond the shadows under their feet—hoping they could be together forever—if only if.

for these wonderful people; @a-slut-for-vegaspete @tipsyjaehyun @silverquillsideas @dreamer9817 @abstractelysium

[lususnatura]

��

needless to say, whenever harley came over to blamore's greenhouse that day, things really weren't going that well for him. the last week or so had gone by in a complete haze for him. and it had all but forgotten that it had obligations to fulfill today. one of these actually was a meeting he'd set up with harley, which he seemed really excited about a few weeks ago whenever they originally planned it. but something had happened since then that drove blamore to the point where he physically felt like he was unable to get out of bed... along with it vastly neglecting the health of its own plants, as well as just itself in general.

some of the creature's plants were starving for water to the point where they'd become wilted in fact. plus, blamore's own body besides that had been plagued with hunger pangs that only got worse as time went on. though he was seemingly so depressed at the time that neither of these things mattered to him. now, in response to the sound of a gentle 'pitter-patter' of steps heading his way, blamore stirred for the first time in a little while. its eyes opened as its tail lethargically swept over the sheets it laid on to this 'intruder' and tried to lift itself up; but failed as a result of its lack of energy.

blamore then thought about making the thorns inside of his legs surface, but stopped as soon as he felt himself being pulled into this person's lap. a barely audible hum left its lips as bleary eyes partially focused on harley's face, ❝ mm, what? what are you doing here? ❞ blamore could hardly keep his eyes open as all he'd been doing lately after he'd ran out of tears was sleep. its breath hitched as its head lolled to the side to rest against harley's shoulder. ❝ god's... you're so warm. i'm sorry, can i just — ❞ blamore let out a mix between a chuckle and a sob. ❝ can we just stay like this for a little while? ❞

[siriuslysatorusimping]

Untitled (angsty unfinished Goinko AU blurb)

I'll never finish this, and it's choppy with a ton of different little jumps around. BUT HERE IT IS lol. There's no resolution because it's not finished. So if you aren't in a place where you can handle angst with no resolution, please be aware of that. (as someone who is also tired of angst with no happy ending, I'm sorry 😭). I've been in a very angsty mood lately, for obvious reasons...

I'll also provide some context before you start reading since this is literally nowhere near fleshed out. In this non-curse AU, Rinko moved to Tokyo to be closer to Shoko and Nanami after her mother died.

TW: implicit mention of suicidal ideation. Please read at your own discretion.

Would love to know your thoughts if you have any 💕

As they walked, Saori talked about how she’d met her boyfriend through a few mutual friends, and they’d hit it off. She babbled excitedly about how he had been upfront with her that he’d struggled with relationships in the past but that he really wanted to figure things out with her. Apparently, they’d been together almost two years, and he’d been nothing short of wonderful.

“He’s so charming,” she sighed dreamily. “Honestly, I was surprised how caring he can be. He doesn’t seem like the type when you first meet him.”

Rinko hummed quietly, barely noticing when Saori stopped and turned when her name was called.

“Oh, Satoru!”

That had her freezing in her tracks, her lips pursed to the side.

It wasn’t an uncommon name. It couldn’t be-

“Hey, babe.” Fate was cruel. “Thanks for meeting me. How’s the first week been? That your new coworker?”

“Yeah,” Saori replied happily. “It’s been great!” They caught up with Rinko, and she took a deep breath as she turned to see him staring at her. “Satoru, this is-”

“Rinko,” Gojo breathed, blinking quickly before he cleared his throat. “Hey.”

“Oh,” Saori looked between them. “You already know each other.”

“Used to,” Rinko clarified, turning to meet Saori’s eyes. “Had a few mutual friends. But it’s been-”

“Years,” Gojo finished for her, his bright blue eyes staring at her intently. “How have you been?”

Struggled with relationships was right. The man had enough girlfriends to start a damn harem. He got bored easily, she’d realized. Short attention span. He needed excitement, which he thought meant constant spontaneity. Constant change. Always something new. And she hadn’t felt new after a year or so.

She’d expected it, with how distant he became, how uninterested he was in spending time together. Considered herself lucky she’d even made it a year with him.

But it had been inevitable for him to get bored of her.

“Been good,” she replied, turning away. “We should try to beat the lunch rush if we can.”

Saori, bless her, was trying to figure out how to keep the conversation going. But every attempt to talk to Gojo was met with a distracted hum, and the last thing Rinko wanted to do was sit and talk to Gojo and the person who had apparently been able to change his mind about relationships. There was no escaping, though. After lunch, she was returning to work alongside this woman. And she needed to act like a fucking adult because she was more than capable of being one.

A college boyfriend shouldn’t even phase her, so why did she even care now?

They hadn’t worked out. It wasn’t like he’d promised her marriage or the world. She’d clearly been a stepping stone for him learning how to be in a relationship, and that was fine. People did that all the time. That was what dating was.

 “So, you’re friends with Shoko?” Saori asked tentatively.

“Yeah,” Rinko answered, nodding. It wasn’t Saori’s fault that, for some fucking reason, seeing Gojo again dug up all those damned questions she’d had about her own worth years ago. “We grew up together.”

The double dates with Shoko and Geto had been one reason they’d even started dating in the first place. Out of convenience so it wasn’t so damn awkward. That was it. It was never meant to be anything more than that. She was never something that was meant to be kept-

For fuck’s sake, that was way too dramatic.

“Shoko’s so wonderful,” Saori noted, grinning. “It’s amazing she’s able to put up with Suguru so well.”

Rinko snorted, nodding again as she thought about how insufferable those two had been when they started dating.

“Like two pieces of a fucking puzzle,” she’d complained in disgust, throwing one of the pillows from their couch at them. “You two really were meant for each other.”

Five years and going strong. She was positive Geto would be proposing any time now since Shoko would be starting her residency soon.

“It’s why she drinks so much,” Rinko said lightly. “Her drinking picked up right around when they started dating.”

“She does drink quite a bit!” Saori giggled, her eyes lighting up. “Her tolerance is incredible-”

“Been that way since high school,” Rinko informed her, shrugging. “She’s been a borderline alcoholic since she was sixteen. At least she and Geto quit smoking.”

Wrapping her arms around Shoko tightly, she grinned at her best friend.

“Happy for you,” Rinko murmured, squeezing her. “It’s about damn time.”

“I was waiting for the right moment,” Geto argued, tugging her into a hug of his own. “But thanks for your congrats-”

“He blurted it out while I was on the toilet,” Shoko informed her, snickering at Geto’s wide-eyed look. “If that isn’t real love, I guess I don’t know what is.”

Rinko gagged but couldn’t help cackling along with her. It really sounded like those two idiots.

“Imagine when you two have kids,” she gasped, smacking Shoko on the arm as they bent over. “‘Your daddy proposed to me while I was taking a shit-’”

“You’re the worst kind of person,” Geto sighed, waving happily at someone behind her. “Satoru! You’re late.”

“Got held up,” his voice drawled, followed by a giggle from Saori. “Distracted-”

She needed a fucking drink.

“More information than I wanted,” Geto scoffed, giving his best friend a hug. “Glad you could make it.”

“‘Course,” Gojo replied, grinning. “It’s about damn time.”

Geto slapped his hand over Shoko’s mouth before she could say anything.

“You don’t have to tell everyone about-”

“The fact that you blurted out that you wanted her to marry you while she was taking a shit?” Rinko asked for her, accepting the high five. “I feel like she definitely needs to tell everyone. I’ll make sure it goes the little ‘save the date’ flyers you send-”

A hand covered her mouth from behind, the voice in her ear annoyed.

“Please, stop,” Nanami deadpanned, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I didn’t want to know that.”

“And there are things I wish I didn’t know about you,” she lamented, bumping her hip against his girlfriend’s playfully. “But we all suffer for our friends. When are you two gonna get married?”

“Soon,” he replied, smirking. “But I won’t be asking her while she’s-”

“I hate all of you,” Geto groaned, turning when the waitress called his name for their table. “Why am I still friends with any of you?”

“Because you’re marrying my best friend,” Rinko said smugly, looping her arm through Shoko’s. “We’re a package deal, remember?”

He grumbled as they took their seats, and she tensed when Nanami ended up next to Geto instead of Gojo.

“Still third-wheeling those two, huh?” Gojo teased, taking the seat next to her. “Gets a bit more tolerable when you have someone, too, ya know.”

As things began winding down, Rinko finally let her head rest on her arms as she closed her eyes.

“You okay?”

She was fucking exhausted.

Wedding planning with Shoko on top of trying to figure out how the fuck she could take care of the twins threatened to push her over the edge.

At least with the wedding being out of the way, she would only have one major thing to worry about.

Like how she might be able to afford lawyers to fight Ogi so the twins didn’t have to go back to her piece of shit uncle.

“Hey.” Gojo poked her lightly when she didn’t respond. “You alive?”

Catching his hand when he went to poke her again, she lifted her head groggily.

“What is it?” she asked, blinking quickly to stay awake. “What’s wrong? Does Shoko need something?”

“When was the last time you slept?” he asked, his eyes watching her face closely. “You look like shit.”

“Sure know how to charm a girl,” she muttered, reaching for her water. “I’m fine.”

“You look tired,” he repeated. “Are you okay?”

She missed her mom. She would know what to do. How to handle everything. But maybe that was why she was so overwhelmed to begin with. Nothing had felt right since she’d lost her mom.

“Got a lot going on lately.” She gave a light shrug. “Nothing I can’t handle.”

Setting her shoes to the side, she released a heavy breath.

There wasn’t much point left in staying. The twins hated her because she’d let them down. Her mother was gone. No one needed her anymore.

There’d barely been much of a point for her to keep going without her mother, anyway.

She wondered where she’d gone wrong. Why things had gone to hell. Why her mother had to die. Why she’d been born in the first place.

A stepping stone? More like a hindrance. Nothing she did ever made a difference. The fact that she’d disappointed the twins so heavily proved that.

She’d only ever been something to hold Shoko back, too. Always tagging along and forcing her to constantly worry about her-

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

The voice startled her, and she slipped, her grasp on the rail not holding as she fell.

Peace. She could finally just sleep-

A hand grabbed her arm, roughly hauling her back onto the bridge.

“What the fuck?” Gojo snarled, grabbing her shoulders and shaking. “What are you fucking doing?”

“What are you- why are you- how-”

“Shoko asked me to check on you,” he snapped, clenching his jaw. Her best friend had wasted time on her honeymoon to ask him to check on her. “Said it was- what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Do you know how upset people would be? How much your friends would miss-”

“They’ll forget,” she cut him off, pushing him away. “They- don’t need me. No one does. And I-”

“What about the twins?” he fumed, refusing to let her go. “The twins need-”

Her chest hurt, and she tried to move back to the edge as he held her back.

“I lost them,” she admitted, grasping her hair in her hands as her legs gave out. Sinking to the ground, she let the sobs shake through her. “I couldn’t help them. I couldn’t- fucking do anything for them. They- they fucking hate me-”

“Your mom wouldn’t want you to-”

“She’s dead,” she cried, gasping for air. She tried to claw her way toward the edge, but his hold only tightened around her. “And I’ve wished she’d taken me with her every second she’s been gone. I don’t- I don’t have any- there’s nothing left for me and I- just want to sleep-”

“Then take a fucking nap,” he snapped, grasping her face. “This- this isn’t- Rinko, you can’t just-”

“Just- please just let me-”

“No.”

So, not so fun fact: it's a common practice in Japan for people to leave their shoes when they commit suicide so that people will know to contact their families. Adults will typically leave their wallets as well because that makes it easier.

Also, I know it's bad to make light of a dark situation like that, but I kinda cackled when I wrote that last bit with Gojo responding to Rinko saying she just wants to sleep by telling her to take a nap. It just feels so on-brand for the two of them.

I feel very vulnerable posting this lol because I feel like it might be too dark? But hopefully it’s still okay 🙃

[v7lgar]

rosekiller ofc

this is barty's voices in him telling dating evan is a big mistake bcuz look how it ended w regulus. they made so many mistakes and barty now is willing to try w evan but the voices in his mind doesn't know how to shut up. he is frustrated, he is struggling and he can't tell this to evan bcuz he thinks evan will get the wrong idea. he is thinking wrong, evan would do anything to stay in his life but barty fucked up so many times that now he is hesitating. he feels he can't love evan properly without thinking his old habits is gonna visit him again, he will fuck up w evan too. and if he doesn't share w this evan he will lose evan too.

[thestalwartheart]

Andrea Sacchi, Daedalus and Icarus (c 1645) // Charles Paul Landon, Icarus and Daedalus (1799) // Jacob Peter Gowy, The Fall of Icarus (1635-7) // Charles Baudelaire, The Complaints of an Icarus (1857).

For @mi6-cafe's Moodboard March theme: ambition.

[beanghostprincess]

They've been drinking for a while, and Usopp, surprisingly, isn't drunk enough to handle what's happening. Usually, he's the first one to not be able to stand, but for some reason, he has decided to control himself a little bit today. First mistake, he thinks.

Because Sanji is clingier than usual. And Usopp isn't really bothered by that, exactly, he's now used to Sanji laying his head down on his lap while he plays with the sniper's undone, messy hair. And not exclusively when they're drunk. They're just like that, now. Apparently? Usopp isn't sure how their relationship has reached this point, but he would never be bothered by his crush stroking his hair with a lovesick smile. He would have to be stupid for that to happen.

And he's the stupidest man alive.

Usopp feels his heart aching every time his eyes meet blue, and he can't help but fake a smile whenever Sanji grins at him. They're partying on the ship just because Luffy said so. Because pirates don't really need a reason to do this sort of thing. And the others are too far forgotten on the other side of the deck for Sanji to give a fuck about them seeing him like this. Usually, the cook's caresses are hidden from the rest. Usually, whenever he acts like this, he tries hard for people not to see. As if he didn't want them to know he feels something for Usopp.

The sniper knows there's something between them. Sanji does too. It's just something hard to accept when the cook seems like he's going to throw up whenever somebody sees him with Usopp. With a man.

And, you know, the sniper feels selfish for wanting to ask more from Sanji. But he wishes- He sometimes wishes they could be more than this. He wishes Sanji acted this way around others too, not only when he has chugged like five glasses of wine and a couple of shots of whisky.

Sanji keeps playing with a strand of his hair, and Usopp is lost in his thoughts when the cook speaks. "Did you know I love your hair? It's- It's pretty."

Usopp can only laugh, but Sanji's soft voice makes him want to die. "I know. You've told me already." Like five seconds ago.

The cook nods, as if he was trying to understand a very complex situation. And then his laughter fills the little corner they're at. "I guess I just..." Then Sanji looks up, and his laughter turns into a trembling sigh. "You're beautiful, ma moitié."

Usopp feels like crying. He can't- He can't do this right now. "Sanji-" He tries to warn him. Because he knows what comes next. He knows what's going to happen and he knows the cook will act like nothing is going on the next day. Usopp can't have that. "I think we should-"

But the cook turns his head around and rests it closer to Usopp's chest as quickly as he can. Scared. Hugging him. Placing both of his arms around Usopp, with the fear he might go away. He buries his face there, and his insecure, drunken voice is muffled by the embrace. "Don't leave me." Usopp holds back the urge to hug him back, his hands shaking on either side of his body. "Don't- Please. I'm sorry." His voice breaks. He's begging, and Usopp has always been too weak to deny him these nights. "I think-"

He can't deal with this.

"Sanji, please." He tries to push him away, but Sanji keeps holding onto him with a strength he only uses with Usopp when it comes to never letting him go. The strength of two thousand men and the passion of a broken heart. Usopp feels his throat closing with every word. "Don't do this to me."

"I'm in love with you."

Usopp gives up after hearing that, because there's no going back from this. He lets Sanji hug him through the night, whispering sweet nothings that carry the weight of the world on Usopp's shoulders, and placing tender kisses on his skin that probably taste horribly to alcohol.

The sniper gives him this night, too, saying it's the last one before they actually talk things out properly.

But he knows it's a lie.

[apoptoses]

(for the coming untouched prompt from @birdblacksocialclub and the altar sex/'shh be quiet' prompts from @rainbowcarousels ♥)

The reader steps down from the lectern. The footsteps of the priest echo through the stone nave as he begins his homily. Pretty words about death, transformation. Daniel doesn’t hear a word of it. He’s found something else to capture his fascination. His eyes fixate on the cross.

Funny, how a building filled with pretty saints and angels contains such a gruesome thing. As a child he’d been frightened by the emaciated man on the crucifix. Now he just can’t stop looking at the blood.

It trickles from the crown of thorns down Christ’s face. Great, red tracks that makes him look like he’s weeping blood. Hell, maybe he is. Whoever made this cross had a horrific imagination. Wounds from the thorns, a laceration in the side, those are typical but this one- Daniel has seen a number of crucifixes, Armand has dragged him through enough medieval wings at art museums. But he’s never seen one with the wounds from the scourging illustrated in detail. This Christ looks like a deer peppered in shotgun wounds.

He looks bitten.

Daniel thumbs absently at the pages of his song book. His attention lingers on a pair of wounds above Christ’s ribs. If Armand bit him there- fuck, he can’t imagine the pain. His fangs aren’t very long but there’s nothing in the gaps between his bones but a thin sheet of muscle. So little would separate his teeth from the tender meat of his lungs.

And maybe they’d scrape his bones as he pulled out. A sickening feeling, like the sound of nails on a chalkboard. But it would happen inside his very body and Daniel shudders at the thought. His toes curl within his shoes as a tendril of heat sprouts low in his belly.

He pushes the sensation down. He tries to tune back into the homily. A distraction for his distraction, it’s a wonder Armand can untangle the thoughts in his mind at all.

The priest paces the aisle. He’s saying something about transfiguration. The transforming nature of Christ’s love, how in his death and resurrection he gave life to us all. There’s something poignant there, Daniel is certain. A point he could harangue Armand with next time they argue about his turning but no matter how he fishes for it he can’t catch it.

The candles flicker on the altar. The blood painted over Christ’s bicep seems to glimmer with it and for a moment it looks liquid. Real.

Daniel’s mouth goes dry. He pictures drinking from Armand there, the static that would rush over his tongue. The way the blood makes him face go numb and then all of the sudden sensation explodes beneath his skin. He wonders if the apostles felt the same when they drank of the cup at the last supper or if it had only been wine after all.

Really, Daniel? At mass?

[AO3]

[devilsainz]

this song is so Carlos last year with Ferrari :(

You'll never see the courage I know Its colors' richness won't appear within your view I'll never glow the way that you glow Your presence dominates the judgements made on you

(...)

The shades and shadows undulate in my perception My feelings swell and stretch I see from greater heights I understand what I am still too proud to mention to you

(...)

You'll say you understand, but you don't understand You'll say you'd never give up seeing eye to eye But "never" is a promise and you can't afford to lie

You'll never touch these things that I hold The skin of my emotions lies beneath my own You'll never feel the heat of this soul My fever burns me deeper than I've ever shown to you

You'll say "Don't fear your dreams, it's easier than it seems" You'll say you'd never let me fall from hopes so high But "never" is a promise and you can't afford to lie

(...)

I realize what I am now too smart to mention to you

You'll say you understand, you'll never understand I'll say I'll never wake up knowing how or why I don't know what to believe in, you don't know who I am You'll say I need appeasing when I start to cry But "never" is a promise

and I'll never need a lie.

[theolsuspendisbelief]

Comment sections on online workout videos are straight up toxic positivity.

[fatesurvived-arc]

an unprompted closed starter for my love. @cleverasthcdevil

❝ Can you just stop and listen for a second, please! ❞ Kaleb urged Faye, desperately. She'd been short with him for the last few days and he couldn't figure out what he had done. Catching her hand in his, brushing his other hand through his hair, blue eyes searching hers - hoping to find an answer. ❝ Faye, honey, talk to me. What's going on? Did I do something? ❞ A man could only take so much rejection before he too would give her distance. They had been through a good chunk of stuff together, a lot, actually. But this? This distance almost seemed irreparable and yet he had no idea what she could have even been pissed at him for. ❝ God Faye, it might work on your friends to ice them out over and over and they come back but keep it up and I won't. I promise you that. ❞

[dangopango00]

GIVE HIM SOME ATTENTION

What does he do when he wants some attention?

BLLK x S/O!GN Reader

Characters: Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, Kunigami (Pre&Post WC), Gagamaru, Rin, Nanase, Sae, Shidou, Barou, Sendou, Nagi, Reo, Oliver, Otoya, Karasu, Yukimiya, Hiori, Kurona, Zantetsu, Raichi, Aryu, Kiyora, Kaiser, Ness (In that order)

CW: Suggestive as hell in Aiku & Otoya’s parts, A little angsty in Shidou, Reo & Ness parts

A/N: Idk all of them toooooo well but they’re all interesting to me so I’d like to try also I excluded some people who are irrelevant in my mindscape (i'm so sorry) (Nagi is honestly lucky to be here with the flopism he has been displaying smh) Gagamaru my goat ntm on him also added Zantetsu in honor of him finally getting his cover art

HCS UTC

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Yoichi Isagi

I think if he’s craving attention he’d probably be a bit hesitant because it's embarrassing for him to ask (since he likes a lot of attention so he’d be asking all day LOL). In order to save himself the embarrassment he’ll usually just hold your hand and give you a serious look– if he can muster that (sometimes if he’s feeling shy he’ll just put his hand on yours while looking away). Well when he does look at you he thinks he’s giving you a serious look but surely all you see is him giving you puppy eyes.

Meguru Bachira

Oh if he’s craving attention YOU WILL KNOW. He’d probably cling to you as if you were a missing part of his body he was trying to reconnect. He’ll hug your arm or pepper you in kisses and he’ll seem way happier than usual because he’s just so glad to be around you. He’s a bit ridonkulous he might even jump on you, making you both collapse to the floor, or if you’re in a place with a hard floor he’ll instead pull you towards him and squeeze you like a giant teddy bear.

Hyoma Chigiri

He’s a bit tricky honestly. He has a good amount of pride so he doesn’t like to seem too clingy but that doesn’t mean he’ll back down if he feels like he’s being neglected. If he wants attention he’ll try to make you the one who’s embarrassed and craving attention by flirting subtly though incessantly. He’ll wrap his arm around you and lightly ghost his thumb over your skin or even ‘innocently’ kiss your jawline and then just as quickly as he started, he’ll stop and go back to whatever he was doing before so you’re the one asking for attention from him now.

Rensuke Kunigami (PRE Wild Card)

Honestly? Upstanding young man ass dude he’ll probably just start giving you attention until you reciprocate. He’s stubborn too so you know he won’t stop until you give in unless you’re seriously not in the mood for whatever reason. He’ll sneak up behind you and hug you and start kissing up your neck; eventually turn your head so he can kiss you on the lips if you’re willing to indulge him. The kind of guy who’d just lay up in your arms and gently lay you down with him after a long day.

Rensuke Kunigami (POST WC)

Ok I know he SEEMS insanely different but tbh I don’t think he’d change all that much. He’s probably a little bit more socially awkward because for a while all he’s done is train with little social interaction. When he wants attention, I think he’d likely use the same tactic but in a different way. He’d probably nip your neck or shoulder (not painfully; he is trying to be playful) and when it gets your attention, he’d start to pepper you in kisses or lay his head down on your shoulder if it's been a long day.

Gin Gagamaru

I don’t have a great grasp on this guy (despite being one of my goats 🥹) but I think he’d probably have like mannerisms for it like pointing at where he wants to be kissed and kisses you back when you oblige him. He also seems like the kind of guy who’d bring you something from his journeys in the wilderness as like a homemade gift and hopes you’ll give him the attention he seeks in return (you can definitely tell because he just stares at you as you open the gift, hoping you like it and then continues to stare expectantly when you do like it)

Rin Itoshi

Imo if Rin decided to get into a relationship with someone he’d dedicate himself to them just as he does soccer because he wouldn’t want them to be hurt the way he was hurt (someone you love acting coldly towards you) but he doesn’t really know how without cringing. SO his way of asking for attention would be somewhat sweet although awkward. I think he would likely try to do some semi romantic gesture like laying his head on your shoulder/in your lap (although he’s pretty tense) or just making general contact like touching knees or brushing fingers together and will absolutely WHIP his head away if you look at him.

Nijiro Nanase

Nanase is just a guy; another upstanding young man. I think he would probably flatter you if he wanted attention. He’ll probably start talking about the things he likes about you and how much he loves you, giving you a kiss on the cheek along with his praise as well. He is very aware of the fact that you think he’s the cutest thing to hit planet Earth and he will use it to his advantage!! Of course, he means what he says but if saying it out loud will get him covered in kisses he’ll say as much as you want because he’s never gonna run out of things to say.

Sae Itoshi

This guy… Is a real piece of work but, like his brother, I think if he’s willing to get into a relationship then that means he's willing to put in the effort but doesn’t know how, although he respects you a ton. If he’s craving attention I don’t think he’ll even realize it; he’ll just get really irritated when you aren’t around and when you are around he’ll stare you down so hard he could burn a hole through you but the fact that he doesn’t even look angry is what tips you off to what he wants. The look in his eyes isn’t insanely soft but it's not a hard stare either, he looks like he's daydreaming or zoning out tbh.

Ryusei Shidou

If Sae is a piece of work this dude is a whole project. It’s easy to say he’s like Bachira, which he is during the day, but I think it’d be more interesting to talk about him during the night. When the day comes to an end he said he “becomes nothing” so I think it would be the number one time where he craves attention and validation that he exists and you’re really there. It’s a somewhat vulnerable time for him but he plays it off like he’s just his usual clingy self and probably places himself in front of you at any opportunity. Looking down? He’ll lay on your lap. Facing forward? Well here he is in front of you. And by the time it’s finally time for bed he's completely wrapped his body around yours.

Shoei Barou

It’s kind of hard to imagine how he’d show affection in a relationship buttt I think similar to Kunigami, I think he would just give you attention until you give in. However, I think Barou is probably a bit more aggressive about it and he’d probably go up to you and kiss you, then pull away just enough to await your next move. If you take too long to decide though he’ll start kissing around your face: on your nose, your forehead, etc. He’s pretty bold but he is a tiny bit embarrassed/hesitant when it comes to feeling ‘soft’ with you so he’ll kiss you to distract himself from it.

Shuto Sendou

This guy is peak loserboy activity whew he is a huge sucker for being spoiled so he wants attention OFTEN. I think he probably just stands really close to you and complains about how his day was soooooo horrible and how he worked so hard but if being standoffish isn’t working he holds onto your waist for dear life or plops himself on your lap and hugs you, waiting for attention when he gets desperate. If he’s super desperate he’ll start kissing around your neck and complain even more. He even starts to say how betrayed he feels at how easily you’re ignoring his woes.

Seishiro Nagi

He’s pretty efficient in the way he shows he wants attention. Since he’s the spoiled type he’ll usually try to get your attention the normal way first: acting cute and laying his head on your shoulder or on your lap while he plays his game (he is expecting you to play with his hair) but if you don’t he’ll honestly be confused at first because he’s usually given whatever he wants. At first he’ll try to put your hand on his head but if you keep taking it away he’ll make you lay down with him and literally try to immobilize you by putting all his weight on your body; will even pretend to be asleep if you protest.

Reo Mikage

He’s a lot bit codependent so if he’s feeling neglected he’ll do everything he can to get your attention. He’ll usually shower you in gifts and/or take you on a romantic date. He’ll plan out a whole ass day of pampering just because he wants some attention. Please remind him he doesn’t need to do. All that. Because he often feels a bit useless if he doesn’t have time to do that. Not only does he feel useless but he’s somehow convinced himself subconsciously that he doesn’t really deserve your attention if he hasn’t done anything for you.

Oliver Aiku

If he wants attention from you, he’ll give you an insane amount of attention. Unlike Kunigami and Barou, he’s very forward and will text you, showering you with sweet words while he’s on his way to yours and when he gets there, he’s practically already all over you. He’s going on about how much he loves you and how he missed you so much all while kissing you wherever he can reach you. Tbh if he's craving attention, he probably just wants to have sex since he’s not a very clingy guy so he's probably already backing you into a wall and trying to undress you.

Eita Otoya

Honestly his appeal to others is usually him being the “cold but caring” type so, like Aiku, he’d probably text you before getting to yours but it’d be even more bare bones like, “i miss you” or “can I see u” even if he DOES genuinely like you he doesn’t really think deeply about his feelings and impulsively texts you when he wants attention. Unlike Aiku, he is a clingy guy and if he’s really desperate for attention he’ll still escalate it to sex if he can; just slower. Probably wants to lay his face in your chest or lap and makeout.

Tabito Karasu

Oh this smartass. He’s probably similar to Hyoma in the fact that he makes sure it's you who wants his attention by pampering you one minute and acting like nothing happened the next. However he does tend to like smart people so if you’re smart enough to see through his hot-and-cold act he’ll eventually hold you and hide his face in your chest, admitting defeat but he’d still be smiling because either way he wins. He’s already got you and he won't let go until you fill the quota of kisses you owe him.

Kenyu Yukimiya

He’s the type to feel a bit embarrassed about wanting attention at first but will be more forward if you don’t pick up on his subtle hints. His hints include sneaking glances at you or holding your hand whenever he gets the opportunity. He’s honestly pretty charismatic so I think that when being more forward he would probably kiss your hand and help you with anything you may need to get done or finish anything he may need to do so that you can completely focus on each other when there’s nothing left.

Yo Hiori

Honestly craving attention is a somewhat rare occurrence for him so it's a bit embarrassing, especially since you two are used to kinda doing your own thing. Probably gives you little ‘hints’ like starting off by asking if you want to play a game with him as an excuse to get you close to him. Another hint would likely be him invading your bubble whether it be by scooting close to you or hooking his leg over yours a bit or whatever it may be. If you still aren’t getting it he probably says something that tips you off while looking directly at you or glancing at you like, “Do you mind me being clingy?” or something along those lines.

Ranze Kurona

He’s such a sweetie he probably braids your hair if it's long enough (if it’s short he’ll still try a root braid if you want but he’s not very good at it). If not he’ll usually get you both stickers to mess around with, putting some on your face, others on various items and sometimes you put them in random hidden places as a nice surprise when you find them again. Typically this is enough to get the attention he’s looking for, but if you’re teasing him or simply forgot, he’ll lightly nip your shoulder or lightly graze his teeth over your shoulder (Since you two got together you have definitely encouraged him to be comfortable with his teeth around you)

Zantetsu Tsurugi

This guy often tries to be something he’s not so he’d probably try to do a bunch of romantic gestures that aren’t his style. Knowing him he’d probably put together some poems. They aren’t very good but it IS very sweet and he’d keep doing this for a while until the poems start to sound the same and he starts to get frustrated. He’d try learning an instrument, impressing you with his knowledge on a subject you like etc. until eventually he would just force himself to suck it up and ask you for attention outright and just straight up admit how much you mean to him because all these other things are draining and they aren’t him.

Jingo Raichi

He’s another guy who finds it a bit embarrassing to be ‘soft’ so when craving attention he’ll often ‘starve’ himself of it. Usually you’re the one who has to give him attention but if you haven’t for whatever reason then he’ll be angrier than usual that day with his teammates. He’ll probably give up by the time he gets home and just crashes into you grumbling about how his day has been SO unsexy. Probably won’t let you go until he falls asleep tbh and even then he still has a pretty good grip on you.

Jyubei Aryu

When he wants attention Aryu would probably start flaunting his beauty, pushing his hair back, striking poses, modeling clothes for you, whatever stylish thing he can think of– he will do it and then glance over at you to make sure you were paying attention. If that doesn’t work then he’d have you do some stylish things like he might have you try on some clothes he bought you or ask you to style his hair because he is “lacking inspiration” (He actually just knows you like playing with his hair smh)

Jin Kiyora

This dude is a freak, it's a lot bit funny. When he wants attention he probably asks you to watch a movie with him (You’re already suspicious that he didn’t put on Fight Club for the umpteenth time or another action movie). He honestly put it on as background noise and thought it looked boring so he’d probably just tell you to lay down with him and lightly kiss you until you get the picture (Spoil him). Can and WILL turn the movie off and hide the remote if you neglect him smh (He will not enjoy the returned energy next time he wants to watch fight club so for both of your sakes just give him some kisses).

Michael Kaiser

Complicated individual, rightfully so. If he wants attention he’d simply demand it. Bye. He would likely just pull you towards him without any further commentary, he might even look a bit annoyed. If you didn’t know him you’d think he was in a bad mood and upset with you but you know how he gets. However, he’s more clear when it’s been a long day and he’s feeling a bit beat down or unsure of himself. He’d just shove his face into your back or your midsection and let you play with his hair as he conks theee fuck out.

Alexis Ness

Another complicated individual whew. What is up with these codependent purple dudes who found the worst possible person to depend on? Ness has yet to find a relationship where he is properly loved and not essentially abandoned so if he feels like you’re slipping away he’ll panic and do everything in his power to convince you to keep him around. He needs a lot of reassurance tbh and spends a lot of his time in your arms. When he’s craving attention he’ll usually just be sulking around all day like a sad wet cat. Every now and again he turns to look at you wistfully and walks past very slowly like that damn homeless ant. Show him some love he needs it now more than ever ayayayay.

[rukia-kuchiki-divided]

There was a noticeable shift in Ichigo's expression. His eyes had widened slightly as if in surprise then steadied with resolve. Rukia watched with a slightly concerned expression, feeling out his reiatsu with her own to sense if there was anything amiss.

Rukia, I love you.

The world stopped turning. The breeze that had been flowing only seconds ago - stilled. Her breath caught in her throat, neither exhaling nor inhaling. Even her heartbeat slowed, the sound of drumming fading. Static. Her mind was full of static as her entire body froze, skin ice cold to the touch as her reiatsu flared in response to her emotions.

Quickly, the static in her mind gave way to a torrent of thoughts, each one more chaotic than the last. There was no way I heard that right. What did he say? He couldn't have said the word love. He loves me? Of all people, me? This must be a mistake. He can't love me. I'm....just Rukia and he's, well he's... Ichigo! What about his human life? His family here? Shit. What about Nii-sama? The Kuchiki Elders? The arranged marriages that are tradition within our household...- Shit Shit SHIT!

Panic rose, Rukia's chest constricting and making it impossible to draw in air. Her heart was torn in two, half of her almost singing in joy at hearing those words from Ichigo's voice, savoring the way her name rolled of his tongue. The other, pragmatic and practical side to her was quickly spiraling. Frost formed on the ground around her as she opened her eyes, violet locking onto amber as if desperate for an anchor to ground her.

"I-chigo." Rukia's mouth moved slowly, still trying to breath and only managing small gulps of air at time.

This must be some mistake. Some cruel twist of fate the universe had dealt her. There had to be a limit to the level of suffering one soul should endure, right?

"I..." I love you, too. The words frozen behind her tongue, her throat tightening as if Rukia could feel the phantom weight of that cursed collar again. Shirayuki's cold energy singed her palms, touches of frost forming along the tips of her fingers.

"..I.." Gods, she sounded like an idiot! How stupid of her to let things get this far! She should have seen the signs, should have known that they had flirted past the edges of just being nakama to each other; their bond balanced on the edge of a knife that would either be their salvation or damnation.

But if Rukia was honest - she did see this coming. From the moment her zanpakuto pierced Ichigo's core, from the desperation she felt to save him from Renji and her brother, to the way he looked at her as he stopped the sokyoku from impaling her, to the way his eyes shown in absolute horror when Grimmjow's hand went through her, to the fateful day he lost sight of her as his reiatsu faded to nothing - even until now, when she held the sword that restored his spiritual pressure, allowing his amber eyes to connect with her violet ones once more - she knew. Deep in her core, she knew. She felt that tug, that pull of fate toward him. This was beyond cruelty. It was torture.

Slowly, she licked her lips, trying to speak again. "You can't love me. Ichigo-" Even saying his name after this confession, the way the syllables felt so right on her lips - was dangerous. "Please. You... You have to find someone else. Anyone else...because I love you too....and that cannot be."

She could not hide the way her heart started to beat again after those words were brought to life. The pounding was loud in her ears, the temperature around her dropping a few more degrees, even as her reiatsu sought the warmth of his near her. She was cold, shivering now and desperately fighting the urge to run. Why did she always run? Because it hurts less.

She was confused. Of course she is, Ichigo felt a familiar voice inside him say, you haven’t ever said a damn thing to even try to tell her.

The hollow? Ichigo’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at the sudden reappearance. It made sense to him though, as each time there was some kind of threat to his inner world, he was always there, ready to remind him of his fears. The truth was- he hadn’t. All this time, fighting alongside each other shoulder-to-shoulder, suffering together, bleeding for each other…and he never told her. What a fool…he thought to himself. So, what will you do, King? The voice inside demanded and answer. Ichigo took a deep breath as he raised his eyes to meet hers, his gaze soft and sensitive. It was strange, he felt his heart thump but he wasn’t nervous. The revelation of having withheld his feelings so long from the person he cared for the most was almost laughable, as the edges of his lips simply couldn’t help but twist into a soft smile. He was done with the fear. With a final slow exhale, his lips opened and said the exact words he’d hidden from her for so long. The only words that would leave no shadow of a doubt of what he’s felt- what he feels. “Rukia. I love you.” He felt prepared for whatever came next. The mountain was now completely off of his chest, and simply saying those words out-loud to her almost made him ecstatic. What a fool…