#idk if i will be giving it out here uhhh if you're a close enough moot / friend (so like. we've talked at least once in any way)

[astrxealis]

i now have a ffxiv blog hooray!

[yoshiko-and-the-hikikomori]

Headcanons List!! ☆

--> general tw for mentioning s/h

if the item has a star (★) next to it, that means its one that i, mod, have projected onto him. this means that he's probably ooc!!

Gifted kid burnout, which led to more anxiety being put on him- if he isn't an academic weapon, what is he good for? ★

He also came from a pretty religious family, which fucked him up 'cause now every little thing he does is watched, right? ★

I like giving him longer hair and more stubble than in canon sooo

He gets headaches and motion sickness really easily due to how long he stares at his screens ★

He's got acne scars ★ oh my godddddddd please i love adding little human touches to him. this doesnt make you any less beautiful in fact i love you more because of it dont even try me

He owns those dumb 'eat sleep play video games repeat' and 'i paused my game to be here' shirts because people bought them as a joke for him

REALLY bad anxiety and depression (which i mean. canon actually)

the previous point means that his physical health also is pretty bad because depression is a bitch and will make you unable to do things like eat, drink water, shower, brush your teeth/hair and we don't need to sanitize that its okay to be human ★

major eyebags!!!

He'll go through these phases where he'll eat a lot at once for a few days then eat nothing at all for another few days in a cycle ★

He got disowned when he turned 18 due to being a 'disappointment' so he dropped out of college due to the mental toll that took

He's actually pretty smart without his ability, he just doesn't believe it 'cause he feels like his ability is the only thing that makes him smart.

He uses really bad humor to cope with his feelings!!! ★

MAJOR sweet tooth ★ get that man away from nearby pastry shops. He sometimes visits them before they close/right when they open because there's less people, and the workers there know him by name.

He used to self-harm but stopped recently.

Can't roll a blunt to save him life (is he stupid??)

He's addicted to keychains.★ He doesn't have any bags to put them on (he doesn't go outside enough to need one) so he just has a corkboard with pins in it to hold them.

He picked up a whole bunch of hobbies due to boredom of being inside all day with nothing to do. He's mediocre at them, but it's a bit of enjoyment that's worth it.

that's it. that's the point. guys please do you hear my screaming into the void not everyone can be twinks. do we see the vision of the homebody who has self-esteem issues yet cannot bring himself to change it (due to depression immobilitating him). who has to learn to love himself. also i just think he's cute.

He writes fanfiction c'mon. Look at that man and tell me to my face he has not taken a crack at dear Archive of our Own to write tooth-rotting fluff. Maybe a sickfic even. Do we see the potential everyone.

Terrible vision, he can't even see his own feet in front of him without his glasses. He's not making it better with his ability, but oh well...

He hates eating fish ★

He has a box containing all of his old childhood toys buried into a closet after having put them away at the ripe age of 05 ★ (this one doesn't count for my other blog, @/yoshiko-the-blankie because he's 07)

He has a really bad problem with gnawing and biting- he'll bite at his lips (then wonder why they're bleeding and cracked-), inner cheek, or whatever he can get into his mouth at the time. ★

Uhhh bushy eyebrows because the guy i'm into has them. so he can too

ALSO I FORGOT WHEN I POSTED THIS. I REFERENCE KUNIKIDA AND KATAI'S MAGNIFICENT DAYS A LOT. AS WELL AS THE WAN! CHAPTERS (ESPECIALLY MIDNIGHT TENSIONS ('giant mushroom') AND STORMING KATAI TAYAMA NEXT DOOR!!!! okay thank you

he got bullied a LOT in high school

I'll probably add more when I think of them / they fit RP lore soo

computer divider @/bleedingspiral | tags?? if you're interested idk @no-ones-sunshine

[doyouknowthischaracter]

RANDOM ASKS GRAB BAG

Putting a bunch of answered asks in one post so I don't spam your dashes too much. Under the cut because it's a very long post. If your ask isn't here, don't worry! The ask box is far from empty, and I'm sorta trying to group them by topic. Enjoy?

Anonymous asked: you mentioned in another ask that there were a few things you were probably going to check out from doing these polls and I was just curious which ones those are, if you don't mind sharing fjdjsj

I don't mind sharing! I had to go through the archive to remember which ones I wanted to check out, but a few of them would be The Walten Files, Red vs. Blue, The Murderbot Diaries, I Am In Eskew, and The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality. Many of the characters posted here look interesting, but I'm such a slow watcher/player/reader/etc. that it'd take me decades to go through everything lol

Anonymous asked: Have you considered doing like uhhh idk how to explain properly, but statistics/data from loads of polls in a summary every so often? I've seen some poll blogs do a most known/least known type bar graph every so often. And I would be super interested in seeing this sort of thing for this blog!! It's fair enough if not though, obviously this would create a lot of extra work for you. Anyway, thanks for running this blog :-) Anonymous asked: I just asked a question about seeing the data statistics/ bar graphs - please ignore it! Just reread your pinned and realised I'd missed that bit :'). BUT, last point remains, thank you for running this blog and putting up with repetitive anons I bet aksjskdjsk

I haven't put the data in a graph yet, but if I figure out how to organize that in a way that's both comprehensible and actually tells us something new, I'll give it a try for sure. Until then, we do have the spreadsheet. And no worries, I'm glad you're enjoying the blog! :)

Anonymous asked: *sees a poll blog* "I must answer each and every poll I can"

Godspeed on your journey and remember to stay hydrated! 🫡

Anonymous asked: this is my favorite blog! Every morning I wake up and check the polls like they're the paper, just to say "I don't know them" Truely a humbling experience!

Happy to be your neighborhood paperboy!

@iceice-baeby asked: Are olyou fearing the day someone submits Solid Snake from MGS and you will choose the wrong picture Because everyone always seems to choose the wrong picture

The only difficulty will be in not using this one:

Anonymous asked: Just scrolled back through your blog up to posts from Dec 3rd and I know why those polls are closed now but I cannot describe the genuine anguish I felt seeing Mr Orange and going NO I KNOW HIM - I KNOW HIM!!!! Anyway I found this blog like ten minutes ago and I love it

Don't worry, he's A-OK! 👍

(Also, thanks! I appreciate your dedication.)

Anonymous asked: scrolling through to catch up on the characters and knowing a whole three of them was so bizarre. im not supposed to press the yes i know them button, im supposed to do my sworn duty and vote no with unending confusion. the world has been flipped on its head 😵‍💫

I bet the next 30 were characters you've never heard of, just for balance to be restored.

Anonymous asked: Whenever i misclick I feel sooooo bad like im sorry my dear friend for not recognizing you I apologize for my rudeness

No polls so far ended with only one vote difference between answers, so you don't have to feel too bad. For now. 👀

Anonymous asked: this is fun cause i’ve definitely submitted some characters but i’ve immediately forgotten who. so i’ll also be pleasantly surprised to see my beloveds on the blog.

A gift from you to you, courtesy of unreliable memory! Sweet!

Anonymous asked: Devastating. I keep missing the voting for the only characters I know.

You'll do it one day, I believe in you!!

@iceice-baeby asked: Would you consider writing in the tags if YOU know a character or not You have done it sometimes before, but I'd be curious if you do recognise some of those random niche as all hell blorbos Also I can't wait for my Blorbos turn. Because either He-and-she is gonna take most obscure place, OR I will actually find maybe more than two people, myself included, who know him-and-her and who I can ramble at for hours until they block me

Oh yeah, for sure. I didn't think anyone would be interested to know, but I can do that when I remember to!

Did your blorbo show up already?

Anonymous asked: I have been having the opposite problem of everyone else, apparently. I'll see a name and be like, "I don't know who that is". But then I see the picture and realize… Yes I do!

That's why I take the time to include fitting pictures, helps jog the memory!

Anonymous asked: I feel very superior every time I know a character most people don't

Hey, nobody likes a show-off. (<- Joking)

Anonymous asked: Wait, has Beetlejuice not been submitted?? I could've sworn I submitted the musical version! Anonymous asked: Oh wait no I didn't submit musical Beetlejuice to you, got you mixed up with @/every-character-ever-poll lol my bad

Indeed he hasn't been submitted yet, maybe next time!

@thetisming asked: sorry for saying something negative in the replies to a post someone was being a dick about jukebox musicals

No worries, but don't let it get to you. People are allowed to dislike your favorite things even without any good reason. It's a matter of taste, which is highly subjective. It's more constructive to focus your attention on people who do enjoy the same things as you!

@autism-criminal asked: What is your favorite color of the rainbow (red orange yellow green blue indigo purple) ?

Orange! 🍊 What's yours? :)

Anonymous asked: "data is not accurate" bro if ur going to a tumblr poll blog for accurate data you NEED to reassess some things asdfghjkl; anyway this blog is great thank you for running it it's a lot of fun and has resulted in some very funny interactions between me and my fiance. notably "what the fuck do you MEAN 6% of the sans undertale website doesn't know who sans undertale is" and "i'm sorry i simply don't believe that ANYONE doesn't know who DRACULA is"

Different people come here with different expectations, I suppose. Which is fine, I don't mind, but they're bound to be disappointed if they expect 100% accuracy all the time. But anyway! I'm happy to hear I can provide a new form of enrichment for you and your fiancé!

@sweetpollyolliver asked: So many manga and anime characters and I know like 1% of them 😭

I'm ngl, I'm not a big manga/anime connoisseur either, so I'm just as lost as you most of the time lol 🤝 (<- shaking hands in solidarity)

@cringelordofchaos asked: If I go insane one day I am going to try to make an English translation for Mesec Boje Purpura so everyone can know who veštica Noks is

I'm fully behind you! Keep us updated if you do.

Anonymous asked: I scroll through your blog. I don’t recognise any of these characters. ‘No,’ I click, ‘no,’ ‘no,’ ‘no.’ I am content in the darkness of the rock I live under. But, alas, all things must end. I continue my scroll, the glee of the irrelevant rampant in my veins. But what’s this? It can’t be… My shelter is cruelly ripped away and the brutal light of knowledge seeks me out like a bloodhound, it gives me no place to hide. ‘Yes,’ I sob, defeated, ‘Yes, I do know the jjba character.’

A modern-day Greek tragedy, truly 💔

Anonymous asked: was really surprised to vote and see that a character was 100% know them. then I noticed I got there early enough to be the only vote

For one shining, brilliant moment they were 100% known and surely that counts for something.

Anonymous asked: You should make up a character and make a poll for them and see how many people lie or misclick

Well....... I'm not going to comment on that. 🐰

Anonymous asked: I follow this blog and another blog that does smash or pass and occassionally I will come to one of your posts and examine the images to decide and then remember this blog's gimmick before trying to hit smash

Imagine voting smash there and then coming here to vote "I don't know them at all" on the same character. Brutal.

@ink7blot asked: *sees big naturals* I hate that. *reblogs*

A job well done, then 😌

[chaotic-on-main]

Aaaaaalright. i’ll start with my boys megumi (aged up for anyone asking) cause i need to think long and hard for the love of my life levi. lmao, so for megumi we are both pretty chill and lowkey so like a bowling date would be so cute. he’s surprisingly good at it but i suck, he hates the pda i give him during public dates but he deals with it because it makes me happy. than we take a long drive and enjoy the beauty of tokyo :)

hehe hi bee!! this one was so fun to do and i hope you like it! idk why but i think megumi would look so attractive on a bike so uhhh here!!

Megumi Fushiguro is an enigma yet also extremely easy to read at the same time - to you at least. No one would have thought he'd be out there enough to have a motorcycle but lo and behold, here he is pulling up with an extra helmet in hand. He doesn't say anything, nor do you even ask. You feel safe with him. And as you wrap your arms around his waist and he revs the engine before taking off, you can't help but feel exhilerated at the same time. He takes you to the bowling alley he's noticed you talking about before. As it's the weekend, it's quite busy, but you were able to snag a lane without problem. As you cling onto him in between rounds, you already know how hard he's rolling his eyes but he let's you stay because he knows how much you like it - secretly he likes it too but if only there were less people around. It wasn't a contest to see who would win, he easily reached triple digits while you couldn't get past 60. You didn't care about that. You had fun, that was all that mattered. After that, you both find yourself back on the bike as he speeds down the highway towards Tokyo proper. Your chin rests on his shoulder as you watch red tail lights zoom past, relishing this feeling of being so close to him. He ends up slowing down and pulling into a 7-11 somewhere in the quiet part of the city. A moment later, you're both on the curb enjoying riceballs and flavored soda as you chat about anything and everything. Megumi might be quiet and aloof, but to you he was the loudest and most observant person you knew.

[purplesurveys]

1851

Who will you be spending Christmas with this year? I've always spent it at home with my immediate family, and I'm like 101% sure that'll remain to be the case this year. Especially now that my dad's contracts allow him to be home for Christmas – something that we didn't get to have for over 20 years.

What time do you usually go to sleep at night? Anywhere between 1-3 AM because revenge bedtime procrastination is still very real for me.

Did you go to high school with your current best friend? I did. I went through the entirety of grade school, high school, and college with her. Same schools for 15 straight years.

Have you ever wanted to be vegetarian or vegan? I had considered becoming vegan, but it's just really not a sustainable and accessible practice where I'm from unless you're rich and live in a more expensive place that can cater to such a lifestyle.

Do you park your car in a garage, carport or just in a driveway? We have a carport.

Have you ever been a passenger in a semi-trailer truck? Uhhh as far as I can remember, nope.

Have you felt sick today? Kinda. The elevators at my client's headquarters move SO fast they fucking suck lmao.

Whose was the last funeral you attended? I have never attended a funeral proper, but the last wake I paid a visit to was for a preschool friend's dad. He and my grandpa were very close and used to be chatting buddies while waiting for my friend and I to be dismissed.

Have you read The Hunger Games trilogy? No. The only Hunger Games anything I've consumed was the first movie.

How many times a week do you wash your hair? Everyday.

Do you need to wash your hair right now? Nope, I'll be doing that tomorrow morning.

Do you avoid using public restrooms? As much as I can, but if I really need to go then I just go to one.

What is your boss’ (or school prinicpal’s) name? Valerie.

Have you seen any extended relatives in the last month? My cousin came over at the start of the month just to hang and play video games with my sister.

Do you like eggnog? I've never had it but it sounds so delicious!!! I'd love to try it at least once.

Is there anything important you need to do today? Not anymore, it's 10:40 PM and I've called it a day.

Who is the person you dislike the most? I don't hold that feeling for one particular person.

Girls, how old were you when you first got your period? I was only a couple of weeks into being 10.

Do you take part in paying the bills for your household? My parents insist that I don't, so I don't; but I still give them a portion of my pay every two weeks.

Have you ever properly listened to classical music? Did you like it? Idk what you mean by 'properly' lol but yeah I do sometimes! It's great when I'm in the mood for it.

Do your parents know how to text? Yes, I mean they were part of the generation of when cellphones boomed so they definitely know how to.

Do you text your parents often? Sure, we have a family group chat so communication is alllllways happening over there.

What letter does your middle name begin with? My maiden surname starts with an A.

Do your initials spell an actual word? Nope.

What will you do when this survey is over? I'd like to take another one.

Do you know anyone with celiac disease? I don't think so.

How many siblings do you have? Are they all full siblings? Two, and yes.

What’s the weather like today? Hot enough that an airport parking lot caught fire and toasted like 19 cars lol. Suffice it to say Filipinos have NOT been doing well.

Have you ever eaten a cinnamon donut? I'm pretty sure I have, but they're not all that common here now that I think about it.

What is the longest relationship you’ve ever been in? It was an on-off that lasted around 6 years total, iirc.

How many times a day do you brush your teeth? Twice.

How do you usually celebrate New Years? With extended family, at home. We have NYE mass in the evening, then have media noche while waiting til midnight. We never go out for vacations because 1) the dogs, 2) fireworks are crazy so we wanna make sure we're at home just so nothing gets set on fire.

Is the place that you’re in right now quiet or loud? What can you hear? It's quiet, and I can only hear the whirring of my aircon.

Do you currently have any alarms set? Nope. I usually do that just before falling asleep.

How many cars can fit in your driveway? I want to say around four.

Do you like whiskey? Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate it.

When was the last time you ate, and what did you have? Around 6 PM. I had the sisig that my mom prepared for me.

[httpiastri]

you’re enough – ln4

the aftermath of lando’s qualifying session in mexico

genre: comfort, a suggestive mention at the end

pairing: female reader x lando norris

requested: yes! requests are open :)

warnings: uhhh sadness 🤣 and a lil suggestive towards the end

author's note: back at it again with pics that are the exact same vibe as always 😶 anyway. love lando, felt so bad after the last quali but he's such a good boy. <3 im away for handball all weekend so idk how much i'll be able to post (or watch).... have a good day everyone!!

f1 masterlist

lando flops down onto the bed with a sigh. you look at him over the book in your hands, watching his tired posture as he pauses for a moment. then, he pulls off his shirt before letting his head crash down onto the pillows. you see from the corner of your eye how he drags a hand through his hair, his gaze pointed straight up in the air, and you reach over to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, squeezing him slightly.

you're about to continue reading, but something feels wrong. the air is thick with tension; it's silent yet so loud. any other day, he would say something, make a joke, tell a funny story, anything. even rip the book out of your hands because he's jealous that it's stealing your attention. but not today.

you insert your bookmark in-between the pages, placing it neatly on the bedside table before turning back to your lover. he hasn't moved an inch, hands resting behind his head as he just stares at the roof.

you've seen him worn out before, and you've been with him through many lows. yet, your heart breaks a little when you see the look of complete exhaustion in his eyes.

he did his best, like he always does. shit happens, life goes up and down, sports are sports. and you know he'll get over it, but it's still so painful to see him like this.

your hand smooths over the skin of his abdomen. "you did what you could," you tell him, an apologetic smile spreading across your lips.

"yeah, but it's still..." he lets out yet another sigh, shaking his head slightly. "not enough."

"but you are enough," you give him a squeeze right above his hip and he shuts his eyes in response. "and you'll go out there tomorrow and perform, just like you always do. it doesn't matter what position you start on, you're always great."

this must be his hundredth sigh of the evening, but you don't blame him. he's under so much pressure these days; all of a sudden having a car capable of competing for podium placements means that every single mistake, his or the team's, can feel devastating. he's always been hard on himself, and you do your best to help him remember how well he is doing, but lando insists that his attitude is what's made him come so far in his career.

you give him a little tap, making him open his eyes again. "tell me i'm right," you order.

he takes a deep breath before obliging. "you're right."

"i always am, aren't i?" it's easy to tell that he isn't really in the mood for jokes, and you don't force him. however, you lean down to press your lips to his forehead and he feels your touch linger for a few moments when you speak again. "you're the best. my favorite boy. i'm so proud of you, always."

"thank you." he isn't usually very expressive when he's like this, so even just those two words are more than enough.

"is there anything i can do for you?" your thumb swipes across the hem of his boxers, dipping just below the edge as you innocently bat your eyes down at him.

and at last, he smiles. that cute little grin that you adore so much is finally plastered on his face again.

his eyes flutter closed as he shakes his head, taking his bottom lip between his teeth like he always does when he doesn't want the smile to grow too big. he gets the hint, and as much as he would love to take you up on your offer, it's not what he wants right now. "come here," he says, one hand landing on your cheek as he looks at you again. he guides you down to his lips, giving you a few quick kisses before his other hand reaches your hip, pulling your body to his.

you adjust to straddle his lap, placing one hand on each side of his head and thinking for a moment. "how about we go one round for every point you score tomorrow, hm?"

"deal."

[idkanametoputhere]

ೃ⁀➷Hello :D! Since orders are open, I can order headcanons from Silver and Sebek with a (Fem)Reader couple who loves to sew and create clothes and in a loving way customizes exclusive clothes for him. Well, he has become his new muse ༊*·˚ (I liked your Silver writing)

hi hi hello! thank u and I LOVE this request. never tried writing sebek before though so this will be interesting-

here I would like to mention that my only experience with sewing is my grandma teaching me how to sew when I was little so yeah :)

pronouns: she/her

type: fluff

warnings: getting pricked by a needle ig

masterlist<3

silver

okay so so so

ms reader, you happen to be exceptional when sewing, like exceptional

like we're talking even-vil-compliments-the-clothes-you-make levels of exceptional

and how did the man himself find out

well it happened during pe class

it's not that you were bad at pe, it was just that flying with a broom while having to hear vargas wasn't the easiest task

and well, you fell. fell. plopped down like a watermelon

and-of course-silver was asleep so he didn't see you

but he did wake up when he heard the commotion from people who came over to see if you were okay

he sees you, makes sure you're okay, all that jazz, but oh- you managed to tear your pe tracksuit on the knee when you fell

he sees it and tells you that you should get a new one but you just go?? to your bag?? and take out a small box with needles and stuf?? and sew it?? what??

after that he wanted to see if you could make clothes, and when he finds out that a lot of your outfits are made by you? USHSHSHDJDJ

AND IF YOU MAKE CLOTHES FOR HIM? IN LOVE, PLEASE GET THIS MAN SOME WATER CAUSE GOD? IS IT HOT IN HERE?

I imagine you would make him like pajamas, like yk the really cozy and soft ones for winter? yeah those

but if you get pricked by needle and draw blood???

he doesn't carr tbh

like it's so little

he just loves being in your presence while you sew, even if he's asleep

someone help this simp

Sebek

sebek gets no bitches

zero play

zero ritz

I get more play than he does

BUT in the scenario that he manages to get a girlfriend? kinda sorry for the poor soul

BUT ENOUGH WITH THE SEBEK SLANDER

mans wouldn't find out unless you told him you make clothes

and he didn't care

but if you can make plushies and give him anything remotely close to resembling malleus

:O

the crocodile was too stunned to speak

and after that he was in love

make him something useful and watch him say he doesn't like it(=he has worn it so many times that it has become a part of him)

idk what to write for him man

uhhh

OH

he like gives you compliments that are not compliments so you have to think to understand that they are compliments

idk what else to write for him I'm sorry

sorry for not writing much about sebek love but idk shit ab him sooo :[

[cognitosclowns]

Reader has a baby and they bring them to work one day and them interacting with the group? Or maybe just headcannons about them with kids.

AAAAAA I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR AN ASK LIKE THISSSS <333

ALL SFW JUST SOME CUTENESS <333

UHHHH THIS IS MOSTLY <33 BABYSITTING HCS ACTUALLY BUT CLOSE ENOUGH LMAO. also sorry this got so fucking long lmao i just loved this idea sm. its so fluffy.

GIGI

OH SHE LOVES KIDDOS <33 I like to think she either has a kid of her own, or maybe a little sister? Either way she's so good with kids. If you need smb to look after your kid for a few hrs, drop em off at her office

SHES NOT AFRAID TO BE GOOFY WITH THEM. She'll let them do her makeup and smear it all over her face while,, she makes them look super adorable. She'll take a bunch of pictures w/ them too.

SHE LETS THEM TRY ON HER HEELS N SHIT?? they're stumbling around all over the place but they feel COOL so its fine

'Little Miss/Sir/Mx', usually doesn't use their name!!

'Little Mx <3 come here please, I'm not gonna have you go back to Y/N without some food in your stomach'

THEY RAID THE VENDING MACHINES <33 OH BOY OH BOY SHE NEVER HAS AN EXCUSE TO DO THAT, ITS A BLAST.

YEA SHE KINDA SPOILS THEM <3333 a buncha junk food and yummy treats and probably a buncha gifts whenever they visit.

She's their super fun Auntie Gigi now <333

MYC AND ANDRE

IF YOU GIVE THE KID TO EITHER OF EM, THEY'RE PAIRING UP. They both know there's no FUCKING WAY THEY CAN DO IT ALONE LMAO.

MYC ABSOLUTELY DISGUISES HIMSELF AS A HUMAN BC,,, HE DOESN'T WANNA DEAL WITH ALL THE QUESTIONS.

'what do you feed a 10 year old?' Myc is just,, rummaging through Andre's sparse pantry n fridge.

'uhhh cheese.. and... g r a p essss?'

'woow is that so?' in that Way Of His

'>:( do you have any bright ideas???'

meanwhile the kid is like,, already getting into shit. Into all the shit. they probably steal some shinies from his bowl of Cool Shit He Found (tm)

ITS FINE THEY FIND ANDRE'S LEGOS AND ARE COMPLETELY DISTRACTED FOR LIKE,, 10 MINUTES TRYNA PRY TWO PIECES APART. andre absolutely joins them bc,, he forgot he had those!! oh fuck he used to built such cool shit w/ them!!

'what kinda fuckin adult has legos???' Myc is lovingly teasing him while he spoons Microwaved Mac N Cheese into a little bowl for the kiddo

'the COOL kind. Come play with us I saved you a pile.'

(... yea myc plays legos. by the end they all end up making this,, giant castle thing w/ a little place for the kid's Circus Tent that they made. They order takeout and inhale sweets and are all passed out in a pile on the floor when you come to get your kid)

ALSO,,,,

'oh ffffffffffff- (remembers theres a kid)-fffffriiiiick?'

*the most unimpressed look* '... fuck shit piss!!!'

'EYYYYY I LIKE THIS KID, WANNA LEARN A NEW ONE-'

'MYC N O-'

JR

OH FUCK NO GET IT AWAY FROM HIM

I'm sorry he cannot stand kids. They're loud they're messy he never knows what to say. Any living human sub 15 he cannot tollerate. PLEASE NEVER GET HIM TO BABY SIT HE'LL BE SUCH A NERVOUS FUCKING WRECK.

he worries so much its gonna,, fall off smth and bonk it's head or explode or smth.

IF THEY'RE A LITTLE OLDER LIKE,,, IDK 13-17?? HE CAN PROBABLY MANAGE FINE AS LONG AS THEY DON'T GET IN HIS WAY TOO MUCH mdnsmds. he's still gonna worry himself into a fit.

He genuinely might use them as an assitant. Like sit them down by a filing cabinet and ask them to like,, sort stuff?? MSDNS HE'S VERY SURPRISED WHEN IT WORKS

REAGAN

VERY MUCH THE SAME. she doesn't explicitly hate kids,,, she just,,, really struggles with knowing what to do??

What do you say how do you interact with kids. her parents were awful she literally has No Clue What You're Supposed To Do When You Baby Sit

She mostly just sticks them in the corner with some books she used to read as a kid?? Like comics n stuff she had in her closet??

<333 eventually she notices the kid is like?? super into them but is having trouble reading some of the books??

........ *sigh*, she plods over, sits down, and starts reading to them. Because god dammit, her dad never did that when she struggled with shit and she refuses to have this kids memory of her be like that.

she nearly bursts into tears when the kid,, leans against her and falls asleep?? Its that kinda Nostalgic Sadness for smth that you never got as a kid?? <3

GLENN

HES LITERALLY A DAD <33 AND HE'S SUCH A GOOD DAD.

HE'S JUST <333 like such a classic dad too?? Like he plays catch with em and everything?? MAYBE EVEN TEACHES EM SOME WRESTLING???

HES NOT AS YOUNG AS HE USED TO BE THO SO HE ABSOLUTELY GET TIRED LMAO

*sigh* he will be very dissapointed if you say he can't teach them how to shoot >:(

IF THEY GO TO THE PARK??? OHOHO HE MAKES ALL THE STUFF SO FUN

YKNOW THOSE,, GIANT WAVE THINGS?? I think it's called an X-Wave?? HE GRABS ONE OF THE ENDS AND STARTS PUSHING IT UP AND DOWN TO MAKE THE WHOLE THING,, LIKE A ROLLER COASTER RIDE. The kid (and every other kid on the playground lmao) is holding on for dear life, laughing their ass off.

Jungle Gym Races!! It reminds him of Basic Training lmao. LOTS OF CUTE NICKNAMES TOO. 'Cadet' is his favorite bc this kid gives him this,, Big Proud Grin <3

BRETT

AAAAA HES SUCH A GOOD BABYSITTER.

HE'S LITERALLY SO FUCKING ENERGETIC <333 HES A WALKING GOLDEN RETRIEVER. Pure and absolute energy. he gets genuinely excited when the kid asks to go to the park. THEY PLAY TAG TOGETHER. THEY TRY TO SWING A COMPLETE LOOP AROUND THE SWINGSET.

ALSO HE'S PLAYED EVERY SPORT AT LEAST ONCE SO LIKE,, if they're a sporty kid?? HELL YEA the two of em are gonna be having a blast.

HES,, KIND OF A PUSHOVER SO YEA THEY GET A BUNCH OF SWEETS AT THE STORE. How can he say no to those puppy dog eyes?? He wants the kid to like him!!

AAA they absolutely have a movie/video game night. Mario kart w/ popcorn n soda n all the good things in life.

HE SHOWS THE KID ALL THOSE OLD TV SHOWS AND MOVIES??? eventually the kiddo passes tf out halfway through Back to The Future 2.

When you pick up your child at the end of the day they're,,, completely exhausted <33 brett picks em up from where they're nappin on the couch and passes them off to you/

AB

'fine, I suppose' 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 into infinitum

He sits the kid down with some books that are,, absolutely way too far above their reading level. Because he also has no Fucking Clue what you expected him to do???

As kids do, they get bored as fuck and start asking questions about Why his Face Is Like That.

'I'm a highly advanced Artificial Intelligence, created to-'

'So, like a robot?'

'....... yes, I'm a robot.'

'NO WAY!!'

WHEN YOU COME BACK, AB IS DOIN ALL SORTS OF COOL ROBOT TRICKS?? turning his hands backwards, rolling his eyes back to reveal his circuits - the kid sitting on his shoulders, positively losing their mind bc its the coolest shit they've EVER SEEN

he spots you and Fumbles To Make Himself Look All Professional And Mean And All That Jazz

'productive day?'

*clears throat, smooths hair, removes child from his shoulders, etc* 'Productive - oh, nonono, haha. Perfectly calm. They were asleep most of the time.'

... meanwhile the,, entire basement area is chaos. Clear evidence of at least a few games of tag,,,,, Cardboard Tube Fencing,, and,,, *gasp* a chess tally, where he Totally Didn't Let The Kid Win So they Could Brag About Beating A Robot? If you didn't know better, you'd think the two of them had a fun day!

'BYE MISTER AB!!' with this big wave before you two leave? He'd protect your kid with his life you can drop him off at the basement literally anytime lmao

[mythiccheroacademia]

It’s for the Best

A/N: So uhhh...mayhaps I was in my feelings about college and it translated into beating angst into the best boi Sero. This might also be a little something before I disappear into the library again for an indefinite amount of time. Idk. Don’t ask me. But enjoy it

Pairing: Sero X Fem!Reader

Warnings: a lot of cursing, implied sexual activity, angst, no one’s right in this situation

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

It’s for the Best

This year hadn’t been kind to you. It hadn’t been kind to anyone. It was Class 1-A’s second year of U.A., and things were tough. Everyone who attended/once attended U.A. knew of the second-year slump.

It was an awful period of time where the students weren’t freshies, but they weren’t seniors either. They were stuck within that awkward in-between. The middle-child of the school. They were growing up. The work was harder. And there was more pressure to look towards the future, but not enough for faculty to really give them a lot of attention.

The feeling of abandonment layered with overwhelming stress could do a number on a student’s mental health.

And it showed between you and Sero’s relationship.

You two were the power couple of your class. The both of you were such a perfect fit, it was heart-warming. Like soulmates, where one was, the other was soon to follow. You two were as natural as air. You just made sense.

So it was worrying when the two of you began fighting.

Of course, couples fight. You’re supposed to once in a while. It was a healthy thing to do. But what you guys were doing was anything but healthy.

You could count the number of times the two of you had a disagreement in the year and a half you dated. They were usually small and ended within the next hour. Forgotten by the next day.

However, this was different. Maybe it was the stress and the existential crises all the students were having every five days, but you two were fighting. A lot.

One day it would be because the other was too clingy. Or maybe it was because someone forgot to text back. Sometimes it was because someone was being too reckless. Other times it was because someone was being too indifferent.

It was always one thing right after the other and it hurt. You both knew nothing would be solved without talking about it, but there wasn’t any time! Between training, studying, and interning, there was barely enough time in the day to eat. Forget about talking, you barely saw each other throughout the day. Sometimes, all you’d hear from the other was a simple “good morning” text to last you for the next two days.

On top of being physically exhausted, you were mentally drained. You couldn’t think straight and your emotions were running amuck when 20 minutes had passed and Sero hadn’t shown up outside the dorms for your date. For the second time that month.

It was past 8pm. Boys were prohibited from going into the girls' dorm, and vice versa, but you didn’t care. You had business to deal with.

You stomped your way through the common room to which the boys sputtered, surprised.

“Y/N? You can’t be in here. Aizawa-Sensei will do room checks any minute,” Kaminari said.

You ignored the statement. “Where’s Sero?”

“Um, in his room but—”

“Thanks. This shouldn’t take long,” you stated. The hard tone in your voice made the blonde frown in worry.

That didn’t sound good.

You left and once you got to his room, slammed the door open with a force that displayed your anger. The sight of him lazily swinging on his hammock, a book in his hand, made you seethe. The sound of the door slamming shut reached through his headphones.

“Hanta.”

“Y/N?”

Sero looked at you, confused as to why the glower on your face was so fearsome. He tilted his head before his eyes widened and he smacked his forehead. He quickly got off the hammock.

“Shit, the date,” he cursed. “Y/n, baby, I’m so sorry. I was studying for Japanese Lit. and I forgot.”

Your eyes followed him as he walked towards you.

“It’s Friday night.”

“I know, but you know how I struggle in that class. I was trying to get a head start.”

You placed your hands on your hips. “We haven’t seen each other in four days and you're telling me you couldn’t stop studying for 2 hours?”

He rubbed his neck and sighed. “I know. It sounds shitty when you say it like that. I apologize, baby.” He went to hold your hand. “Why don’t we—”

“Don’t fucking touch me,” you bit and he jerked to a stop. Anger colored your vision, you went to leave. If you stayed longer, you would say something you would regret. “Just forget about it.”

But Sero put a hand on the door to your dismay. He was pissed over your attitude and, quite frankly, didn’t have the time or energy to deal with it.

“Don’t start this shit again, y/n.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re being a brat and throwing a temper tantrum. Cut the attitude because I’m not putting up with it.”

“Don’t talk to me like I’m a child,” you said, voice rising.

Sero was quick to match it. “Then stop acting like one.”

You grunted and walked to the other side of the room to put some space between you two. Being near him was making you even more irritated.

“You’re always talking down at me like I’m lesser and it annoys the fuck out of me! I’m your girlfriend, not your daughter, you jerk.”

“What the hell? No I don’t!”

“Yes you do!”

“Well I’m sorry you feel that way, but that’s not true. You’re overreacting.”

“Overreacting? You just did it again,” you exasperated. “You just invalidated my feelings.”

Sero crossed his arms, lips in a firm line. Instead of the light expression he usually wore, his face was tight with bristled anger. Sero was a calm guy by nature, but his temper could be a monster when he was pushed.

“What is this really about? Obviously, you feel some type of way. So, lay it on me,” he shrugged. He was trying to look unbothered, but it wasn’t working. It looked like he was being arrogant and it made you want to scream.

You nodded your head. You’d play his game.

“Okay. Fine. Let’s talk about how you don’t try.”

He had to make a face at that one. Did he hear correctly?

“Who?”

“You,” you pointed. “You don’t try. You’ve missed our date for the second time in two weeks and you don’t care.”

“I apologized.”

“You’re always apologizing after the matter. You never text first, you almost never plan dates anymore, and you barely remember to even say hi to your fucking girlfriend!” you listed.

“That’s fucking bullshit, and you know it,” he shouted. “I do try! Every time I try to find you during lunch, its always, ‘Oh, I’m studying.’ Or, ‘I promised Momo I’d sit with her today.” Or sometimes, I never get a text back.”

“I always apologize for it!”

“Actions speak louder than words.”

You rolled your eyes. “That’s rich coming from you.”

“Oh fuck off,” he waved you off.

All restraint was gone and the two of you started going back and forth, releasing everything you bottled up over the months.

“It’s not my fault I’m busy during the day like every other normal fucking student!” you shouted.

“I’m busy too!”

You narrowed your eyes. “So busy that you can’t make time for a date?” you yelled.

“You’re so worried about the date, I can’t even remember that last time we fucked, y/n!”

“Of course that’s all you care about,” you scoffed. “That’s all you ever care about!”

Sero’s frown deepened and he pointed at you warningly. “Don’t you dare. Don’t you even dare try to pull that one on me. I don’t only care about the sex and you know that,” he said.

He was so offended with that one. You had been insecure about guys only wanting you for your body because that was the only time you were approached. You made him work for your trust and he worked hard as hell to ensure you never thought he was only with you because of that. He’d be damned if you threw it back in his face.

You don’t know when the two of you got so close, but you didn’t appreciate his finger pointing like that at you.

“Could’ve fooled me. And get your finger out of my face,” you seethed, pushing it away.

Sero’s neck had gotten so red that it was a surprise he wasn’t shaking out of fury by now.

“You wanna know what I really think? You’re a controlling, uptight, hypocrite that can’t go two seconds without being the center of attention and you need to grow up. I have more important things in my life to worry about than someone who bitches about every little inconvenience,” he spat.

Your brows raised in feigned amusement and you laughed. Although, it was more incredulous than anything else.

You clasped your hands together and shrugged your shoulders. “Well if I’m such a hypocrite and a controlling, uptight, bitch, why are you with me?”

Not even a beat passed before he answered.

“I don’t know,” Sero said with the same tone.

“Then maybe we should break up.”

He shrugged. “We should.”

For nearly half a minute, the two of you stood there in silence. You stared at Sero as he averted his eyes to the wall, refusing to make any other comments.

Accepting what just occurred, you nodded your head in acknowledgment.

“Okay,” you simply said before calmly leaving his room.

Sero couldn’t watch you leave in fear of breaking. But it wasn’t until you completely left the hallway that he dragged his hand down his face, sighing as his eyes began to burn with tears.

What the hell did you two just do?

[statementends]

For your fic prompts, can I get uhhh "I know you're somewhere in there, fight" for a Jon/Martin? Also idk if we're allowed to request multiple story prompts or not, but a Denied Food as Punishment for Jon/Elias would be fun too (food being statements tho)

So since I’ve got another request for Jon/Martin “I know you’re somewhere in there fight” This one is going to be the Jon/Elias denied food as punishment prompt.

@moonfireshadow, @badthingshappenbingo

Pairings: Jon/Elias (one-sided) Characters: Elias, JonRating: TWarnings: Manhandling, Denying ‘food’ as punishment, emotional abuse, Elias being controllingSummary: Elias is not put in prison. Jon wakes up from his coma and demands answers. Elias has a punishment for him instead.AO3: Link

“A vacation will be good for you.” Elias smiled at Jon, his expression impenetrable. “After everything you’ve been through I would think rest is exactly what you need.”

Jon clenched his fists. “Tim is dead. Daisy is–”

“Yes,” Elias said not even bothering to adopt a sad countenance. There was no point in pretending. Tim had served his purpose.

“Where’s Martin? Melanie? Basira wouldn’t–”

“She thought it would be better that I told you. Melanie is fine, she’s a bit… angry at her current circumstances. I’m sure you could find her, but I wouldn’t recommend it.”

“And Martin?” Jon pushed. Elias felt that pleasant electric tingle crackle down his spine. He was getting so much stronger now that he had accepted his place as their Master’s gaze.

“Not here.” Elias said before he could pull it back. It would be tricky now, keeping Jon in check. He hadn’t meant to give him anything. Another reason why this… lesson was needed.

Jon’s face paled. “What does that mean?”

“Martin tried to expose me,” Elias said pleasantly enough. “And I know you’re well aware of that, Jon. Did you not expect there to be consequences?”

“Where is he?” Jon demanded. Elias kept his mouth firmly closed. It took effort though. It had always been hard to keep things from Jon. Elias wanted to give him everything he wanted to know… more than everything. Elias wanted to whisper every single secret, ever single scrap of knowledge he had ever come across to the other man.

But he loved the Archivist. If he wanted him to survive and grow he had to… be withholding.

Part of him hoped Jon would be able to find Martin with his own power… the pettier part hoped that Peter was too formidable and the two would never see each other again.

Martin would suffer though. The lonely seas would not be kind to him.

Elias’ lips quirked.

Jon glowered.

Ah, he was always so angry at him. Elias missed Jon’s softer expressions. Tiny smiles when the day was going well, gentle grumbles towards annoying patrons, his mask of pompous skepticism. It was only rage for Elias now. He would make do. His Archivist still had aways to go. Didn’t understand all of the things Elias did for him out of affection. Jon was irreplaceable, and not only because the Watcher’s Crown was on the horizon. There were a few times Elias might have discarded or destroyed Jon as he had done with Gertrude and started again, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Knowing both Archivists Gertrude cunning and intelligent as she was, was a cheaper imitation of what an Archivist should be. Jon belonged to their Master in every way and exuded all the qualities brightly. A star of knowledge in inky black ignorance.

Elias took him in. He was beautiful.

Finally Jon’s compulsion pushed through, but Elias was able to shade the truth of it.

“I don’t know where he is.”

“But you know–”

“Jon.” Elias interrupted. “As much as I appreciate you improving you have a vacation to get to. The others got two weeks paid. I think we’ll bump yours up to a month. I’m sure you have a lot of things to sort out.”

“Things to–”

“Go on. We can have a proper chat after you’ve rested.”

Jon stared at him. “I’ve been in a coma.”

Elias looked at him knowingly. “You’ve been directly in our Master’s gaze. I doubt it was a restful experience.”

“What about–” Jon started and then stopped.

Elias tilted his head. He had told Basira not to bring a statement explicitly. He was glad to see that, although she didn’t trust him, she had done as asked.

Jon looked ragged. His body might be healed, but he had practically limped in, only rage keeping him moving.

“What about what?” Elias asked knowingly.

“I need to…” Jon’s voice was soft, just a hair’s breadth from vulnerable.

“I’ve decided to send you to bed without supper, Jon.” Elias’ mouth twisted with amusement. “Your little coup d'etat could have ended very badly for us, and although I am proud of you I had expected a bit more during the Unknowning.” Elias stood, approach Jon.

“I’m tired of your denial. Your loyalties should be mine.” He cupped Jon’s cheek, but his Archivist turned his head away and stepped back from him, scared. Out of his element.

“You’re mad if you think anything up until this moment has made me feel … loyal.”

“You’re going to learn.” Elias said firmly. “These are dangerous times, Jon. Even with the Stranger’s defeat. I’m not going to take anymore of your uncertainty. You made your choices. With every action you took your path took you directly to us. You woke up. We both know what that means. Now go Jon. I won’t ask you again. One month. You will not have access to the archives while on leave.”

Jon’s eyes moved frantically trying to process what Elias was saying.

“I need to work though.”

“No Jon, you don’t. That’s what you’ve been trying to tell me all along, isn’t it? That this isn’t you?” Elias pushed in again. Jon backed up frantically until he was pinned against the door.

“I’m not turning you into something Jon,” Elias murmured. He felt all that he knew pushing against his lips wanting to escape. “I’m releasing you. I’m letting you be yourself.”

Jon shoved him away and scrambled through the door.

Elias breathed heavily. Adjusted his tie.

He would let Jon suffer, but only so that he’d come to know himself. Accept his place. Jon would see to the coronation and he would do so with no hesitation or regret.

Beside Elias.

Elias went back to his desk. His gaze followed Jon as he tried to argue for access down to the archives.

Elias sighed to himself. He was far too lenient, it would probably be a week before he found himself handing Jon a statement. There was work to be done after all, but hopefully he would have learned his lesson by then, and not bite the hand that feeds him.

[bluesweatersleeve]

Aw, what's wrong? Are you sick?

for @corkcollector

from yur uhhh are you sick drawing :)

fitz/matt..???

tl:dr = fitz kidnap poor babey matt, gives him pill(s) and now matt has bad stomach ache :(  oh cam? Uh cam not here… anyways…

Its bad and rushed because i had like 50 ideas for your drawing and i just decided “welp, whatever i wanna put in along the way ill just put oh well” lol ill have a list of what i wanted to put at the bottom

DAMNIT ITS FORMATTED DIFFERENTLY awhatever im too tired to fix it im sorry please forgive i might fix in the morning but i must sleep my leg tingles

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The rope began to hurt his wrists, though his ankles became numb to the constant pricking of the roughness. The ropes little bumps and ridges scratched at Matt, going up and down, sometimes side to side. Being restrained to a chair meant non stop struggling, and the rope had begun to dig into his wrists, and even though Matt couldn’t see his wrists, he bet that they were red with pain, perhaps more red than Matt’s red flushed face from the humidity of the basement.

Even if Matt had been stripped down into nothing, the heat would still feel like as though it was personally choking him. Matt didn’t know if it was the heat or maybe if the wounds scattered across his body began to become infected from neglect, but he began to feel sick. And it was evident through his coughs.

Though the coughs felt more like than just a cough. They felt as though it was killing him slowly, and perhaps it was, but Matt refused to let himself die in a dusty, muggy basement. Especially a basement that didn’t even belong to him or a friend. The coughs only progressively got worse though, the outcome transitioning from nothing to blood. It was always blood, never anything else.

Matt refused to look at the small blood patches surrounding him. He knew it was there, and he knew it was from him, but the look of it made the coughs return. The smell was bad enough, but the look of the dried, and recent blood combined only made it worse.

Matt’s only release from everything was when he would pass out from lack of food, or when night fell, and he would be left alone to sleep for the next round of abuse. Though sometimes, his captor liked to interfere with Matt’s temporary feeling of freedom.

Sometimes, Matt’s captor makes Matt sick. But Matt would rather die than be sick.

-

The cold water splashed onto Matt, the water, although a refreshing feeling from the constant heat Matt felt, was still a shock, and it stung into Matt’s fresh scars from his captor’s lovely session of torture earlier in the day.

“Ah-!” Matt gasped, the pain and shock combining into a sound. Matt gasped for air as the water dripped from his hair, and began to cough, already feeling something build in his throat. “F-fuck!”

Matt coughed, the blood falling from his mouth and landing onto the floor with a soft splat.

“Disgusting.” The man that towered over him laughed, throwing the once water filled bucket off to the side. He moved slowly as he stood off to the side of Matt, narrowing his eyes when he saw another blood patch fall to the ground. Fitz scoffed as Matt’s coughs continued. A sly smirk played onto his face. “Hmph, look at you. Weak, puny, dying.”

“N-no!” Matt choked out, spitting the blood out from his mouth. The blood ran down his lip as he weakly glared at Fitz, the fighting spirit in his eyes beginning to stir again. “I-I’m not-”

Matt’s head dropped down as another coughing fit began, his throat beginning to ache as blood clogged up, feeling like it only moved a centimeter each hack he had. The blood came out in pieces, landing in the water coloring it red. Matt felt like passing out from the coughing fit, but his attention was focused on Fitz who smiled smugly at him.

“I-I’m not dying..”

“You so sure about that?” Fitz asked as if to mock Matt’s statement. He laid his hands softly onto Matt’s shoulders, holding it with a wicked grin. “You’ve been coughing blood for how long now? 3, 4 days? Oh! And how long has those wounds been on you? 6, or maybe a whole week?”

“No-”

“Oh Matt, how will you ever get better after this? Normal medicine won’t do..” Fitz said, looking at Matt who turned his head to the side to avoid his gaze. “Good thing I don’t use normal medicine.”

Matt’s eyes became alert and his head whipped around to look at Fitz. Fitz smirked at him and brought his hand behind him, pulling out a bottle of white pills. Matt’s tough persona broke, and he shook his head, lowering it, and feeling himself begin to break down. Fitz chuckled, and rattled the bottle as he circled Matt and stopped in front of him, looking at Matt’s lowered yet almost still head. The tears fell onto Matt’s already wet shirt, and FItz rolled his eyes.

“Stop crying, you fucking child.” Fitz grabbed a handful of Matt’s hair and pulled it up, forcing Matt to look at him. Fitz’s face scrunched up as Matt looked.at him tearfully. Matt snarled and glared at Fitz, who growled back. “God, you’re disgusting. Good thing I’m getting rid of you.”

Fitz opened the bottle, and took out a few looking at Matt who stared at the pills with fear. The white pills looked as though they were glowing in Fitz’s hand under the moonlight. The rest of the pills were thrown off to the side, close to where the bucket lay.

Fitz approached Matt, and time seemed to move slow, as if to torture Matt in what might be his last day alive. Matt stared at Fitz through half-lidded eyes, who stared at him back. Fitz managed to catch him off guard and grabbed Matt’s hair quickly, and pulled it again, Matt’s mouth hanging loose to which Fitz used to his advantage and dropped the pills in. Matt instantly tried to spit them out, but failed when Fitz clamped a hand over his mouth.

“Mm- mh!” Matt shook his head, trying to remove Fitz’s hand from his mouth. Fitz grabbed the back of Matt’s head and held him still, smiling as Matt’s half-lidded eyes turned wide eyed with panic. “Mmm!”

“If you swallow it, this’ll be over so much quicker.” Fitz said, tightening his grip on Matt’s head. Matt shook his head, but complied when Fitz began to crush his hands together.

Matt closed his eyes as he forced himself to slowly swallow the half dissolved pills, having to also swallow the bitter and gross saliva pool in his mouth. Matt opened his eyes and glared at Fitz when finished, but he folded when a sharp and sudden pain hit his stomach. Fitz let go of Matt and watched as Matt twitched with pain.

Matt breathed heavily and looked at Fitz, who smiled cheerfully at him. Matt lurched forward, and cried out in agony as the pain continued.

“D-damnit..” Matt heaved, dropping his head as the pain disappeared and reappeared. “F-fuck you!”

“Aw, what's wrong? Are you sick?” Fitz laughed, glancing back at the bottle of pills. He smiled and turned back to Matt “If you’d like, I can give you more.”

“N-no!” Matt writhed with pain, feeling it beginning to throb, as if it had a mind of it’s own and knew Matt hated it. “Please, no!”

Fitz cackled and stepped away from the view in front of him. Matt’s poor attempt at trying to stop the pain ended with the rope on his wrists digging deeper into him. Matt didn't know what to do, but all he felt was an extreme pain that seemed to spread all across his body. Matt wished he could scream, but his throat was clogged with blood and saliva, only letting whimpers and chokes out.

Fitz held Matt's head softly, trying to stop himself from laughing as Matt shook.

"Ah, don't worry Matt, by this night you should be dead." Fitz proudly announced to him, pulling away from him and walking to the door. "Keep coughin' Matt, because if you're not dead by tonight, then I'll kill you myself."

Fitz revealed a metal bat that rest just behind the thick wooden door frame, and tapped it on the floor, letting it echo, and sound over Matt's pained whines. He took one last glance at the soon to be corpse, and smirked at what he has made of Matt.

The door slammed shut, and Matt knew it was the last time he would hear it, thank god, because Matt could already feel himself slipping from consciousness.

Matt smiled weakly and looked at the door.

"I'll see you, Cam.." Matt murmured, dropping his head, letting the pain overtake him as his breathing slowed. "I'll see..you.."

-

WELP heres like all 50 of my ideas lolol

-fitz pretends to be cam, puts something in matts drink and turns him into a mindslave (and a 2nd one but matt dies instead)

-fitz pretends to be cam, puts something in matts drink, and matt begins to forget stuff, and eventually forgets e v e r y t h i n g, and is stuck in an neverending existential crises

-matt was gonna spit in fitz's faces before being forced to take the pills

-matt was gonna go crazy after taking the pills like "death? dont know her! fuck you!"

-there was gonna be no bloody cough before but i said yeah sure why not

-fitz was gonna wrap ropes around matt to increase his pain, or he was gonna let matt out of his chair but like, break his limbs (then i was like "wait a minute idk how to write bones!), and let him writhe in pain

-cams spirit gonna appear oOoOo (then i said no! this isnt wattpad!)

-idk in the basement theres a small ass window, and i was gonna have some weird ass connection to the moon but was like nah

-was gonna add a whole thing of cam being the next victim and matts dead body just in front of him the whole time, and fitz comes down and he's holding the pills

-^^if i was gonna add that, once cam died, fitz was gonna call his fukin goons and be like "alright the first couples down, get the next one. ah..swagger and toby was it?"

-i was too lazy

-bUt there was gonna be one where cam just breaks into the basement and beats the shit out of fitz and leaves with matt

-^^or it was gonna be fitz reacts like the fucking flash and beats his ass first and taunts matt with his bruised/dead body

-i was too lazy

okay im donee..its 4:02am im gonna sleep i hope you see this hahhxhhdha

bye sisters, respect the queen or i slice your peen

of course queen is toby.

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Who's Really Bad?

We are here on Ari's Conversation and We have Morris Day who will not be performing today but will performing next Saturday on Ari's Conversation but ladies and gentlemen he is here at Paisley Park . As a matter of fact our three favorite are all at Paisey Park, for Prince being the owner is hosting a party. He and the celebrity Michael Jackson will be performing tonight.

(Michael gets on stage).

I just wanted to let you all know I thank for coming tonight and am truly honored to be here, it's a real treat. Thank you Ari.😂😆😆😂😂😅

ARI: Your welcome sweetheart!!!!!!!!!! (She yells loud enough for him to hear here).

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The Crew: 😍 😇😇😇🤩 👉👈🏽👈🏽👈🏽👈🏽👈🏽👈🏽👈🏽👉👉👏👏🏾👏🏻👏🏻👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏👏🏻👏🏻👏👏👏🏻👏🏼👏👏👏🏻👏🏻👏👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

Michael: I'll be performing Thriller tonight, show Prince who's really bad!

The Crew: 😅😅😅😅🙃🙃🙃🙃😭😭😭😳😳😳😨😨😨🤭🥴🥴🥴👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

Michael walks off stage and the lights get low, and red light and smoke filled the room.

The Crew: 😍😍😍😍😭😭😨😨😨😱😱🥰👏🏽👏🏽👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 (whistles)

(An image came on the screen)

(Then Michael had came out, and stood in the shadows)

Michael:

Ahahahahahahahaha

It's close to midnight

Something evil's lurking from the dark

Under the moonlight

You see a sight that almost stops your heart

You try to scream

But terror takes the sound before you make it

You start to freeze

As horror looks you right between your eyes

You're paralyzed

'Cause this is thriller

Thriller night

And no one's gonna save you

From the beast about to strike

You know it's thriller

Thriller night

You're fighting for your life

Inside a killer thriller tonight, yeah

Ahahahahahahahaha

I'm gonna bring it tonight

Ahahahahahahahaha

You hear the door slam

And realize there's nowhere left to run

You feel the cold hand

And wonder if you'll ever see the sun

You close your eyes

And hope that this is just imagination

Girl but all the while

You hear a creature creeping up behind

You're out of time

'Cause this is thriller

Thriller night

And no one's gonna save you

From the beast about to strike

You know it's thriller

Thriller night

You're fighting for your life

Inside a killer thriller tonight

Ahahahahahahahaha

I'm gonna thrill ya tonight

Get up, get up

Darkness falls across the land

The midnight hour is close at hand

Creatures crawl in search of blood

To terrorize y'all's neighborhood

And whosoever shall be found

Without the soul for getting down

Must stand and face the hounds of hell

And rot inside a corpse's shell

I'm gonna thrill ya tonight

I'm gonna thrill ya tonight

Ooh, babe

I'm gonna thrill ya tonight

'Cause this is thriller

'Cause this is thriller

'Cause this is thriller

'Cause this is thriller

Get up, get up (I'm gonna thrill you tonight)

I'm gonna thrill you tonight

I'm gonna thrill you tonight

I'm gonna thrill you tonight

'Cause this is thriller

The Crew: 😍😍😍😍🤩🤩😍😍😍😍🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🤟🏻🙌🏼🤟🏻🤟🏻🤟🏻🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽🤟🏽👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻🤟🏽🤟🏽🤘🏽🤘🏽🤘🏽🤘🏽🤙👏👏👏👏👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽😱😱😱😍😍😍🥰💯💯💯

(Prince comes downstairs but no one sees him not yet).

He walks toward the door that lead to the party, and straightens his collar once he is nearly about to make a grand entrance.

He has someone on his earpiece say "There ready for you man".

Ari: Alright. Let's give it up to our host, Partyman!

The Crew: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼😭😭 Prince! Prince! 😆😆😱🙃😍😍💯😇😇🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼😱😱🤩🤩🤩🙌🏼🥰🤩🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😇😇🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏽👏🏻🙌🏼Come on Prince!!!! (Someone said).

Prince: Now Mike why you had to do me like that man?

Michael: Well you know what they say? Finish with a boom.

Prince: Alright, fine!

Prince: Get me the beat now y'all huh!

Oh, yeah yeah!

All hail the new king in town

Young and old, gather 'round (Yeah)

Black and white, red and green (Yeah, funky)

The funkiest man U've ever seen

Tell U what his name is

Partyman, Partyman

Rock a party like nobody can

Rules and regulations, no place in this nation

Partyman, Partyman

Party people say it now (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Somebody holla if U wanna party {crowd noise}

"Ladies and gentlemen, no pictures please"

Get it up, oh yeah!

Partyman, P-Partyman

Get it up, g-get it up, yeah

"Ohh, I love purple!"

I rock the party, I rock the house

I rock the whole world north, east and south

In the west, 17 horns blowin'

Partyman, Partyman (Lose me old boy)

Get it up, sing!

"All hail the new king in town!"

Ain't nuthin but a muffin

We got a lotta butter 2 go (Say I oughta knock U in, but don't come no)=

If it break when it bend

U better not put it in

Get it up (Ride 'em, boy)

Partyman, P-Partyman (P-P-Partyman, Partyman)

Partyman, Partyman

(Anonymous Voice)-“Prince?”

Prince: huh?

Sporita: Princeewkannaz lef moof leuz me kiba coon tey la zifa bele rikita boon Ari tendi wakaba zoool manana o forxweeva

Prince: (Tries to scream but can’t)

Prince: (Comes from out of the shadows back into the crowd)

Morris Day: (Talking to a woman he doesn’t know is a vampire )

Prince:( comes in looking for Ari)

Ari: (Dancing)

Prince: Come here baby!

Ari:😂😂😂😨🤨uhhh Prince, since when do you? Ok umm.... Woah ok

Prince and Ari:

Ari: Prince? I don't know what to say ? I.....

Prince: Don't say anything.

Ari: 😶 I didn't know you felt this way about me? And I never that I'd be into you like this. I mean you cute and all but I was never....

Prince: Shhh that doesn't matter anymore. Just dance with me.

Ari:😌(her head resting on his chest).

Ari: What made you change your cold ways?

Prince: IDK. It's like something came over me and looked me in the eye and ripped my soul out of me and replaced it with a tender loving yet adventurous, lustful monster. Idk. Then I saw you dancing and I couldn't contain it anymore.

Ari: What about that chick you slept with?

Prince: What about her? She's not you.

Ari: 🤔 Oh really? (Sarcastically)

Prince: I'm serious, I'm sorry for what I did in the past baby. Please forgive me, I wanna start a relationship with you Ari. Don't you want that?

Prince: (Spun Ari around)

Ari:😨 l...🥰

Prince: When we stop dancing you can tell me. Ok?

Ari: 😦oh my uh... Ok.

What will Ari say? Is this true? Will Prince change his mind, when the spell wears off?

I'm gonna end it there for now, sorry for the delay I had a little problem I had to take care of.

[risecutiehoney]

I amSO HURT™ I CAN'T believe I'm not your soulmate ;((((((((((( (((( and uhhh give me 34 while you're at it 🌻

Yee I cAN’T BELIEVE THAT EITHER no but lmao I think there are many kind of soulmates and you definitely are one of the candidates for some kind of a soulmate 🌸✨ (btw sorry a long post ahead)

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34: Who/what was your last dream about?

Yes thank you for asking! Because the dream I had last night (last night actually being a week ago but I haven’t had any special dreams after this one) WAS WEIRD AS HELL

So it all started with me being in some bar with people, the first person being someone I knew (probably you) and the second one person was someone I had just met in the bar. I was drinking beer/cider/long drink and said: “I’m starting to get drunk” and the person I had just met was like: “that was your 12th drink! You should have gotten drunk earlier!” and the person I knew was like: “yeah you’re going to be very sick tomorrow I think”. Like lmao wth 12 drinks??? How about no. I’d want to keep living and not have a terrible hangover. 

But yeah then I left the bar and headed home (I was still your neighbor in the dream btw) and it was morning already (like 5 am) and dad opened the door because he was going to work. He was like: “well hello there” kinda like saying that I was late. Then he continued: “someone came here looking for you in the middle of the night” and I was so confused like. Who and what and why? He told it was someone whose name started with an n and I realized who it was (you know this person too because you went to the same school with them) and was even more confused because that made no sense because I have never even talked to the person I think??? But yeah then I asked him why and he was like yeah they needed your help but they didn’t tell what for. So like. Wtf. I don’t even know them and they needed my help. Okay. Very confusing. I guess I went to bed after that??? And nothing special happened until I woke up. Also the lights were on when I opened the door so either I left them on or someone just was there??? I didn’t turn them off even though I went to bed lmao!!! And I was already perfectly sober, even after 12 drinks in the bar. Wow.

In the morning I found out that something had happened because they (the person who needed my help) ate something poisonous by accident and in real life the thing they ate wasn’t poisonous but in the dream it was?? I think it was some fruit or something like that. And it was orange (the color)! I think? But yeah everyone was just confused and I have no idea what happened after that tbh.

Then the whole dream completely changed and I was someone else than me??? Like a maid or a housekeeper of some rich household or something??? I was playing some game with a lot of people in this big ass mansion IN THE SKY but the game wasn’t a board or a card game or anything like that, it was like a irl game where the people were the pawns. Or maybe it was a vr game where you could make your own character??? If it was a vr game then the technology was super good and advanced! It was realistic as hell. Also if you made a mistake and lost you actually d**d (or the character did) or idk at least you disappeared from the mansion. 

I was somehow able to feel what I shouldn’t do because I was able to sense the wrong and the bad choices and kinda could see the future? Predict? Foresee?? Idk but yeah everyone else was like wTF HOW IS SHE NOT LOSING ALREADY AND HOW CAN SHE ALWAYS KNOW THE ANSWER AND MAKE GOOD MOVES AND CHOICES TOO LIKE WHAT and I was a cool badass woman (but remember I wasn’t me) who just slayed and won the whole game! ;)))) No but I did feel bad for the last person because a chandelier fell on them and yeah it was so close that it wasn’t me. I remember seeing a clock every time I was about to make a bad choice? Like some old pocket watch or a grandfather clock??? I don’t know what happened after I won but it was WEIRD.

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Btw I had to google what some of the stuff in my dream could mean:

Twelve: 

Twelve denotes spiritual strength and divine perfection. It also represents cycles and repetition. (the 12 drinks I had??? maybe the drinks and the number twelve mean nothing though)

Light:

To dream of light represents clarity, illumination, understanding issues, guidance, or insight. It may also reflect inspiration. Perhaps, “light is being shed” on a difficult or confusing situation. Alternatively, light may reflect truth or answers. Something in your life that is being “noticed” for what it really is.

Sleeping:

Sleeping in a dream often represents ignorant behavior and avoiding action. Maybe you are choosing to ignore something. (when you combine light and sleeping it kinda seems bad right??? I think it’s kinda true though)

Mansion: 

To see a mansion in your dream symbolizes your greatest potential and growth. You may feel that your current situation or relationship is in a rut. Dreaming of a mansion in the sky signifies your lofty goals. The dream may also mean that you feel you are above everyone else to the point where you want to isolate yourself. (lmao what????)

Prediction: 

To hear or receive a prediction in your dream reflects your concerns, fears and/or anxieties about the future. You are worried about some outcome in your waking life and want to control what is happening around you. (this is kinda getting creepy you know)

Pocket Watch: 

To see or wear a pocket watch in your dream suggests that you are too overly concerned with time. You are being chained down by time. Be more spontaneous. Alternatively, the dream represents your old fashioned thinking and outdated attitude. You are living in the old ages. The pocket watch may also symbolize the ticking of the human heart and thus is indicative of the emotional side of your life. (uhhh okay? I mean I’ve thought that I don’t have enough time to do stuff and sleep and ughhh)

Grandfather Clock: 

To see a grandfather clock in your dream signifies the past or a passage of time. Perhaps a decision has been weighing on your mind for quite some time. Alternatively, a grandfather clock may refer to the patriarch and perhaps some outdated views and way of thinking. (okay lmao the thing about decision is correct)

Chandelier: 

To see a chandelier in your dream represents grandeur and greatness. You see a bright future ahead. If the chandelier is made of crystal, then it symbolizes wealth. + The dreams of falling chandelier may shadow facility, rapture and concord. (yESS pls give me money but okay the thing about a falling chandelier)

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The rest of the questions can be found here! (for some reason questions 41-50 are missing but there’s still plenty of them) 

You can find more ask games here 🌸

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Thank you so much for asking again 💘 love you eternally!!!!

[datingdonovan]

infj/8months breakup ask game answer

a/n: OMG anon who was an infj whose reason their relationship didn't work out was that their bf broke up with them after 8 months!!! and he wanted to still text and be friends and you haven't dated since!!! I started writing yours and then saved it as a draft and Tumblr ATE IT!!!!! its a good thing I hadn't written that much bc I would have been so mad if it deleted the whole thing lol. anyway I really hope you see this omg like please send me a message so I know you saw it hahahahah!!!! im so sorry idk why Tumblr did that that has literally never happened to me before so that was so weird???? ANYWAY THO here's yours :):):)<3 I hope you enjoy it and thank you for being so patient! and thank you for saying you like my writing! you're so sweet :)

okay look I know you haven't dated in a while and I know you're not really looking for anyone and trust me I know EXACTLY why and I hate your ex as much as you do but... I just ... I can't get this off my mind. I met this guy recently and I just have this feeling you two would really hit it off. he's in my bio class and we had to partner up for this project and he like, actually knew what he was doing, and I've met with him a few times for this project and he's cute and all... but then I got to thinking.... YOU'D like him!!!! here give me your phone im gonna put his # in ok??? here you go. the name is... hirugami

ugh seriously he seems like just your type, like, he's obviously super smart and SUPER attractive and he is so so SO steady. like, I saw him leaving class with this other guy who was SUPER hyper, and he was just laughing and smiling and going with the flow. he didn't need to be the center of attention and he just seemed so supportive and fun and like, relaxed, and confident in himself!! I mean I know just from talking to him that he's super mature, and kind, and he has this sweet sweet smile! I swear he seems like such a chiller, and when we started talking about other stuff after we finished the first section of our project (early ofc because he's uhhh a genius) he just seemed like, surprisingly imaginative and interesting for a guy who's deep in the hard sciences!! I just feel like he's the perfect mix of dreamy and intelligent and DRIVEN (like holy crap bio king how are you taking all these hard classes???) but also low-key and down to earth and stable and supportive. I swear he's the guy for you. I mean the man literally texted to make sure I got home safe (I swear it was platonic we're bros) and he is my PROJECT PARTNER for crying out loud imagine how he would be with you! this man would be so loyal and only ever have eyes for you. also, he's so laid back so NO GAMES. no stupid I like you wait I don't wait I do etc nonsense. if WHEN he falls for you I know he's confident and sure enough to make it clear and I don't think he'd just date around for fun. when the two of you meet, he's gonna wanna make it work with you and only you, for the long haul!! ugh I can see it already the two of you at a party, having your quiet little conversations between just you before he pulls you around the corner for a secret kiss??? hello??? both of you are so smart and imaginative and responsible but also chill and FUN and so so cool and atTRACTIVE and sort of existing beyond the games of like, social status and how you appear to others, and I bet you two would be so comfortable together and you'd only strengthen each other in that down to earth confident vibe :):) sooooo im gonna have him over to work on our project during dinner next week??? if youre free????

ask game closed :)

[translightyagami]

Lawlight (duh) for the ship thing Also, if you're into any of these - Drarry, Malec, Ichiruki, Sakunaru

uhhhh i only know drarry tbh but not well enough for a ship meme dlfajsda sorry. anyway here’s lawlight. 

who is more likely to hurt the other?

they both hurt each other on some level just bc they hv v combative personalities and also they r WATER SIGNS which means they r constantly in a fight over who is more valid. jokes on them tho: they r both unvalid as hell. light will center an entire week around getting back at L for something he did bc he’s basically amy dunne playing the long con all the time. L will hurt light in ways that last. he’ll just come out of nowhere with something like, “maybe it would be better if we hadn’t met” and light will just go quiet. that’s like, a sore spot L will push on if they argue bc he knows light is incredibly insecure abt his standing in L’s life. idk man. they love each other but there’s a lot of stuff they’re working thru and they’re leaving some scars along the way.

who is emotionally stronger?

hm. i think L is. he’s toughened up from all his experiences as the world’s greatest detective and had to deal w a lot more emotional crises than light. when it comes to big setbacks, he’s more likely to take them in stride whereas light is like that post that’s like “i’ll deal with it but you gotta let me be dramatic first.” before anything, he’s gotta scream in his scream jar then he can put those anxieties into the fridge and go back to figuring out his life.

who is physically stronger?

they hv abt the same physical strength. that’s less of a contest between them, altho light does sort of like it when L can lift him up. he’s done the same for L a couple times but its more fun to b carried than to b the carrier. anyway. if ur asking who wins more fights? then i would say that light wins a lot of their brawls bc he’s not afraid to play dirty. he has a sibling, he’s fought these battles many times before. its no rules just right in this house.

who is more likely to break a bone?

light has a lot of sports related injuries but not a lot of broken bones. meanwhile, mr. stays inside all day on my laptop has had three broken bones all from falling down the stairs or slipping on shit. just, like, hold on bc i’m picturing light and L sitting in the urgent care waiting room, both with broken arms bc of a roller skating accident. i don’t know how ppl break bones.

who knows best what to say to upset the other?

see this question and the first question r so close and so the answer is like both of them know each other well enough to hv their fingers poised over a particular emotionally destructive button at all times. i only say L is better at upsetting light bc he’s more willing to go the extra inch of underhandedness. of course, light nvr shows that he’s upset on the outside. no, he remains cool and calm, laughs it off probably, and then goes into the bathroom to hv a full scale meltdown in the dry bathtub. to b fair, that doesn’t happen often. its only during big, BIG arguments.

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument?

oh i don’t think either of them hv apologized once in their whole lives so it was a big step for them to apologize to each other. light caves first, trudging into L’s office with the most pathetic look on his face and being like “i’m sorry i called you a trash bag with arms.” and then L sort of sits there and has an inner conflict for a second before saying, “i’m sorry i told you looked like a kohl’s mannequin but not hot.”

who treats who’s wounds more often?

if their fights ever get too intense and someone gets hurt, its usually L knocking his head against something sharp and light has to like sit him on the toliet so he can fix him up. when he’s administering first aid, light starts to fuss over L and makes a lot of concerned noises.

“that hurts.” L squirms as light gives him stitches. “don’t pull too hard.”

“relax.” light says. “i’m actually quite good at this.”

(will i ever stop quoting that one line? no, i won’t.)

who is in constant need of comfort?

i don’t know abt comfort but light needs a lot of reassurance, both verbal and physical, that L does care abt him. he needs to b assured of his place in the world and in their relationship which L isn’t super great abt doing. but light is usually vocal abt when he needs comfort around L, whomst he rarely hides much of himself from, so its nvr a problem of L just not knowing. he just has no clue how to react.

there’s been a scarce few times when L has needed comfort after a taxing case but light is right there to just sort of, uhhh, hold him. let him make some horrible noises and talk. they try to b there for each other. its something they’re working on.

who gets more jealous?

oh for sure light. he gets flushed w jealousy anytime L shows a little more attention to someone else who could possibly usurp light’s romantic position in L’s life. its not fair. those ppl nvr worked as hard as he did to get L’s attention, to get his love. L thinks its kind of funny and will do shit to make light go green eyed. but that shit stops after they work with a french officer who gets a little too flirty w light and L just like, shuts that down. not so fun to b on the receiving end of that kind of jealousy.

who’s most likely to walk out on the other?

light. he’ll fucking do it at the drop of a hat too, just fucking walk out and not come back for three days. of course, they both think they can handle being separated so neither of them calls the other. but on the third day light’s trying to eat mcdonalds in his car and put a sausage mcmuffin in the hole L’s absence made so he goes to call him but his phone rings and it’s L on the other line like “please come back i forgot how quiet things r when ur not around also if ur at mcdonalds can u get me an apple pie okay thanks i love you.”

who will propose?

dklfsadlsfkj neither of them. they don’t want to get married tbh. i just literally can’t see them ever wanting to get married. if ur gonna put a gun to my head abt it tho, i would probably say light does but its only bc his mom started a campaign to get him to make an honest man out of L.

who has the most difficult parents?

um. i mean i guess light’s parents r more difficult. its not that they’re difficult tbh its more like they’re still adjusting to the life their son decided to lead bc its waaayyy different than what they thought was gonna happen. like first he’s gay (which isn’t a huge surprise to them like they’ve seen queer eye for the straight guy. they know things.) and then he’s dating some 24 yr old reclusive detective that happens to hv been soichiro’s boss for like a couple months and now light just sort of solves crimes w his boyfriend. so they’re being supportive but they’re also a little bit confused so sometimes it ends up in awkward situations where everyone’s at the dinner table and sachiko is like “so. what do your parents do, L?” and L is like “i don’t know who my parents were. i think they’re dead.” and she’s like, “oh. hm. well. that must b rlly rough for you.” meanwhile light is p much eating his napkin so he doesn’t start screaming at how little control he has over this shitty conversation.

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?

they r rarely in public but uh. light does. he’s getting used to being out and part of him just rlly enjoys the physical evidence of their relationship that hand holding provides. that closet was so suffocating. it’s time to let those hands breath a little.

who comes up for the other all the time?

i still don’t entirely understand what this means entirely but i’ll take my best stab at it. i think L comes up for light a lot, esp if he’s talking to like the wammies or literally anyone who isn’t light himself or his family. like, p much everyone is like “but.....he’s kira???” and L is like “look. listen. i don’t know why but he’s. he’s rlly important to me. so its maybe better if we don’t shit talk the guy who sucks my dick? at least not rn.” he doesn’t do it v often bc usually the insults thrown toward light r well deserved but sometimes he does. light doesn’t come up for L like ever. he nvr talks to anyone abt L. whomst would he tell? yamamoto? secretly he goes on a couple message boards tho and send mean anon messages to ppl talking shit abt L but that’s as close as he gets.

who hogs the blankets?

L will b wrapped in a big old blanket bundle like that picture of homer simpson where he’s like “ah. i’m just a big cozy cinnamon bun.” light’s like curled up on his side of the bed w just the sheet but then L reaches over and drags him into the blanket bundle so they r both toasty cinnamon buns together.

who gets more sad?

L is more prone to bouts of depression and can get lethargic if something hits him the wrong way. the first few times it happened, light tried to shake it out of him but he’s learned since then that he’s just gotta ride this shit out. so for a few days or weeks, he’s just got a sad boyfriend so they watch a lot of netflix and don’t get a ton of work done.

light v rarely gets sad. he’s got a v positive outlook on life and doesn’t let a lot of stuff ruin his mood. but when he is sad, its like a big event and he’s crying in the dry tub in just his briefs and a sweatshirt while listening to sufjan on repeat. look. he’s just gotta get it out of his system and then he’ll b fine!

who is better at cheering the other up?

light is better at finding stuff to cheer L up. if L is in a funk, he’ll go search for a good case or an interesting lead so he can present it to him like a cat dropping a mouse in front of him. L is.....not so good at cheering light up. all he knows is how to piss him off. but after a while he starts to puzzle out that light flourishes under praise so he’ll try to keep telling him what a good job he’s doing.

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

i said this in my mikami/light post but uh, light laughing is so uproarious that he just. whacks the person making him laugh on the back super hard. L doesn’t do anything the first time but the second time he grabs light by the wrist and is like “don’t. control ur self, u loud scream laughing monster.” light keeps his hands to himself when he laughs after that. he’s actually quite embarrassed of his natural laugh bc it is so obnoxious so he often tones it down but sometimes!!! shit’s just too funny!!!

who is more streetwise?

neither of these two know a god damn thing abt the streets. ok, L knows a little bit but he forgot it after building a giant fucking building for one investigation team of like six ppl.

who is more wise?

L knows more abt the world and has more experience than light does. he’s not quite wise?? but he’s definitely more knowledgeable and it smacks him in the face a lot how super young light is. how much he just doesn’t know. but L’s only in his mid twenties. what the fuck does he rlly know?

who’s the shyest?

mmm. they aren’t shy ppl by nature so i’d say neither of them. esp when they’re together. combining their levels of pure confidence is like putting a fire in a room with more fire; it just increases the amount of fire. as their relationship progresses, they get more assertive w each other and idk man. they just don’t do that shy shit.

who boasts about the other more? 

mmmm. i don’t think they brag abt each other a lot but i think light kind of wants to brag abt being w L. i mean, he didn’t think it would happen but then L did come and want to start something with him and its like?? wrow. but he doesn’t rlly hv anyone to brag to so he just sort of lets it sit like a smoldering piece of coal in his stomach, keeping him warm. L exculsively brags abt light during video conferences w the wammies like “MY PARTNER, WHO IS A GENIUS AND V ATTRACTIVE, AND I, WHO IS DATING THIS ATTRACTIVE GENIUS, HV FOUND A CLUE” and like everyone rolls their eyes like “dude u told us the same shit last week like please please please stop telling us abt ur hot boyfriend.”

who sits on who’s lap?

light!!! sits!!! on L’s lap!!!! all the time!!! he curls up in there like a cat and plays w L’s hair.

“am i making it hard to do ur work?” he asks, fingers scratching on L’s scalp.

“yes. but that’s okay. light shouldn’t move.”

so he doesn’t and just falls asleep there, hand on the back of L’s neck and drooling on his shoulder. its cute in like an ugly way.