#idk why but I would want to see this group play the game lol

[jazeswhbhaven]

Demon Butler Buffet, Enjoy your stay | April Fools' Event 2025 | React/Recap Spoilers Part 2

Screenshots only this time for this post! If you want to go over the summary check it out here:

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The old man is done with these games lmaooo

Idk but my hunch that Asmo is quite keen on Belphie is starting to look correct because of how buddy buddy he's been with him this entire time

Ofc he did, because even the merch has the kings on it. I bet he sets the prices for WHB indirectly too if we're being honest /hj💀

You tell 'em Lizzy! Man I would get so annoyed at coworkers like this who had no other reason to be late other than they felt like it when I was dealing with a crowd or people or waiting to clock out and go home for the day...

They knew what was up the minute Lizzy showed concern for Jihoon getting his shit rocked by Satan (nah srsly don't touch him without permission unless you're MC)

Okay, I'll be ready. And I'll do it again, trust.

He said something sensible, and he's being cute. Look at hims.

MAMM'S NIP IS OUT.

🎵lemme suck your titties bby...ooooooo whoaaaaaaaa🎵

No frfr, he was lookin' thicccccc (all of 'em were) I also like seeing his hair this way because it gives me a better visual of what his ponytail looks like, also have y'all noticed his horn shape changes?

Ah, I was wondering where his wings were. Seems they fit under the fabric easily in the suit but with how they usually look I can tell why they would bother him...the bone is still pokin' out 😭

Sorry for the jumpscare with Beel's pale arm, but him thinking the talismans worn off and everyone was dying is so him. Asmo was like "nah they're just fainting that's normal" is also funny

Oh boy, at least they did o k a y. I would be satisfied by their butler roles 😭 but Levi in that maid outfit? the fave poster boy foreallssss

I hate that he's correct, because I actually cannot buy a realistic experience with me hanging out with the Kings for an entire day just doing random stuff and being flirty.... p a i n (yes cosplayers exist but they are real people 😭😔 it's not the same to me)

Well...yeah Asmo we know why you'd find that exciting...

Oh, well this looks like it could be Beel's true form? The color of the eye and the VIVIVI floating around??? But either way....lol they got some crazy things on their camera

Nice save, Luci <3 we would be lost without you

idk he just looks really good in this fit and tail included

Luci meant that shit, which is why Asmo just kinda nervously laughed. Even he...knows better than to play with a former angel.

Ah so that's what his side effect was...unable to count money 🥴🥴

Nuh uh, what you doin' Jihoon? 🤨🤨🤨

All I'm thinking about is taking a trip to Paris with Luci and Levi while they're in those outfits...especially after being recused from some whack dude

He was crying because the Kings were giving Lizzy things to sell and we're just suppose to "ignore that" lmaooooo

Happy Lizzy is happy <3 she can pay off a lot of things now! (Wish I were there working with them then cause shit I need some things...)

Girls trip!!! *beep beeepppppp* ( •̀ ω •́ )✧o(*^＠^*)o

literally them rn with their photos of their kings in the outfits lmao I found it hilarious that Beleth wasn't really phased and it makes me wonder if Belphie does shit like this all the time because he's an Otaku so cosplaying is literally something to expect (and because he probably has to help him change into it)

Also what I found funny is that the nobles also were talked about on Earth's social media as the "hot cosplay group" and I'm just like awh they were popular too. Which I mean they would be popular anywhere. All the while Bael is cussing out Beel in hopes to drag him back to Abyssos but I guess that ain't gonna happen

Not when we have.....the butt contest underway.....👀👀👀👀

Which concludes my react! See y'all for the second part of the event...I can tell this shit is gonna be unserious because the kings...are unserious.

[bluesylveon2]

The Housewardens + Yuu play Dress to Impress:

Riddle: would follow the theme but loses = rage quitting

Leona: not gonna play it until Malleus challenges him. Will pay for VIP cause why not

Azul: will pay for VIP and watch playthroughs to analyze how to win. Still loses = rage quitting pt 2

Kalim: is just happy to be involved and follows the theme. Ends up in the top 3 (which pisses Riddle off)

Vil: we all know he's going to VIP and be dressed to the nines. Only the best for the Fairest Queen!

Idia: actually studied the game like Azul. He is willing to pay for VIP to try to get to the top 3

Malleus: is still trying to figure out how to play the game. Somehow, he ends up in a secret room behind a wall and is asking Lilia why is there a person there. He stops playing while Lilia explains the lore

Yuu/MC: do you really think she has enough money to pay for VIP? She's wearing the bare minimum for each theme and spamming Pose 28, doing flips, etc

[rafesangelita]

hi victoria!!! i love ur pogue!sweetheart!reader and i was wondering if u could do a lil hurt/comfort thing where one of rafes friends tells reader she talks too much/is too loud and she gets super upset? i’m a super big crybaby and i talk a LOT and i’d love to see how you write how rafey defends n comforts her :,)

warnings: protective!rafe, topper and kelce are pretty mean in this one >:(, rafe defends you <3, sight angst, fluff, rafe being the king of reassurance

a/n: i have personal beef with anyone who tells ppl to quiet down when they’re excited for something, or just naturally outgoing. also idk how to play poker so excuse the way i explained it if it’s incorrect lol

before you, friday nights were always reserved for rafe and his friends, the group of them either going out for a beer or staying in and betting money on card games. but now? rafe spent his friday nights buried inside of you, both of you laughing and kissing each other in the dark until one of you fell asleep first. and rafe wouldn’t have it any other way. his friends however, weren’t very fond of your boyfriend choosing you over them.

which would explain their impromptu visit while you two were mid-makeout session. “so this is why she has you locked away, huh?” you jumped, rafe covering you with a throw blanket as he slipped his shirt on. “what the fuck, guys?!” rafe glared at kelce and topper, your skin hot with embarrassment. “you left the door unlocked, playboy.” topper pushed a twelve pack of beers into rafe’s chest, the pair of friends walking to the kitchen.

“are you okay, baby?” rafe leaned down, wanting nothing more than to sucker punch his idiot friends for making you feel mortified. “i’m in my bra and panties!” you whispered, scrambling up from the couch and running up the stairs to rafe’s bedroom. rafe pinched the bridge of his nose, cursing under his breath before meeting topper and kelce in the kitchen. “y’all should’ve called me or something.” his tone was harsh, kelce holding his hands up defensively.

“she has you so pussy whipped bro, would you have even answered?” no, the answer was no. “it doesn’t matter, you two shouldn’t have walked in like that.” topper scoffed, popping open a can of beer. “chill, man, we just came to see our boy,” kelce slapped rafe’s shoulder, “and beat your ass at poker.” he added. rafe laughed, muttering a ‘not a chance.’ before going upstairs to check on you. “y/n?” you were fixing your disheveled hair, your lips still swollen from your previous activities.

“hey..” you turned, rafe pulling you in for a hug. “why don’t you come downstairs? be my lucky charm for the game we’re gonna play.” you shook your head, recalling topper’s words from earlier; ‘so this is why she has you locked away, huh?’ locked away? really? “i better not, you should go have your ‘bro’ time, i know it’s been awhile..” you smiled, hoping he didn’t catch the way your gaze faltered. he did. “i want you with me.” he pecked the tip of your nose, your eyes shutting momentarily.

“what if they don’t, though?” rafe was already dressing you, waving off your words. “well then they can leave.” he shrugged. you sighed, letting him walk you downstairs where topper and kelce had the game set up on the table. “the girl scout is joining us?” you didn’t miss the way topper exchanged looks with the boy on his right. “yes, she is. is there a problem?” kelce mumbled a ‘no.’, followed by an awkward clearing of his throat.

rafe pulled you onto his lap, the guys starting the game as you rested your head against his chest. you didn’t know a thing about poker, your lips quirking every time your boyfriend shouted excitedly. “there’s no way!” topper slammed his losing cards on the table, “i have nothing!” kelce was getting frustrated, the chances of him winning decreasing with each turn. “if i flip this card and it’s right, i take all of this.” the guys had already put in well over four hundred dollars, the tension in the room incredibly thick.

“with this money we’ll get you that mixer you been wanting, how does that sound?” you nodded, both you and rafe leaning forward in anticipation. as soon as rafe turned his last card over, you screamed, jumping up as topper and kelce heads fell down in defeat. it was the first time you had even opened your mouth tonight, and kelce wasted no time in shutting you down. “calm down, do you really have to be so loud?” your smile dropped, along with rafe’s. “forreal.” topper glared at you before pushing the money in your direction.

“what’s up y’all’s asses? she’s just cheering,” rafe pulled you to his side, “just a reminder that you two came here on your own accord and interrupted us, not the other way around.” in that moment you felt like a little girl again, always having someone to tell you to quiet down and suppress your excitement. you couldn’t help the tears from welling in your eyes, their judgmental looks making you want to disappear. prior to you and rafe being together, topper and kelce had always been nice to you, but all of that seemed to go out the door when your boyfriend stopped participating in their little get togethers.

“we hardly see you anymore, bro, we just don’t understand why she can’t lay off sometimes.” topper looked over at you, his jaw ticking as rafe laughed bitterly. you couldn’t believe your ears. if only they knew how much you encouraged rafe to hang out with them. “has it ever occurred to you that maybe i rather spend my time with my girlfriend than hanging out with you two? get the fuck out of my house.” topper and kelce looked like they were at a loss for words, both of them apologizing to you under their breath.

“and not that it matters anymore, ‘cause you two are so convinced that she has me trapped in her evil lair somewhere, but she encouraged me to come down here by myself before i dragged her along with me. you don’t even know what you’re talking about.” rafe basically pushed them out before shouting, “and i’m keeping the beers assholes!”

rafe shut the front door, making sure to lock it this time before he scooped you up in his arms. “don’t cry, sweetheart, they’re both idiots.” you sniffled, laughing softly. rafe smiled at the fact that he knew how to make you feel better. “talk my ear off while i order that mixer, i love hearing your voice.”

[archangeldyke-all]

omg hi angel!! I just saw the gym teacher Sev x English teacher reader thing and idk if this was just my middle/high school experience, but I remember at my school during pep rallies sometimes, teachers would divide up into teams and play a sport against each other (usually football or basketball, sometimes softball) as a fun thing to get everyone excited. Sometimes it'd be teachers against students too if you wanna go that route. I dunno maybe you could write something where reader and Sevika are preparing for that?

Maybe a reader who's clumsy/not well versed in sports who already has a somewhat flirty relationship with Sevika asking Sev to help train her alone/teach her about whatever sport theyre going to play so she doesnt embarass herself in front of the entire staff and student body? They could have a whole competitive-flirting thing going on during the one on one training where they end up doing some cheesy shit like stumbling over one another and kissing while they're on the ground lol

KENNIE THIS IS SOOOOOOOOO CUTEEE

men and minors dni

"babe, you're supposed to kick it to me." sevika giggles.

you huff and stomp your foot, stooping over to grab a stick from the field and toss it at your girlfriend. "that's what i tried to do!" you whine. sevika giggles, easily dodging the stick and kicking the ball back to you.

"i can't believe i'm dating somebody who can't even pass a soccer ball."

"yeah, well, i'm dating somebody who refuses to read anything published before 1950--"

"they write so old-timey, i can hardly understand them!" sevika whines, starting up the rant she's perfected in her time with you. you giggle and approach your girlfriend, kicking the ball from its spot between her feet and taking its place. sevika wraps her arms around your waist, smiling down at you. "you're done practicing already?" she guesses.

you giggle and stand on your tiptoes to kiss your girlfriend. she sighs against your lips.

sevika dragged you out to the park today as an attempt to 'train' you for the big students vs. teachers soccer game coming up in a month. in previous years, you've stayed on the sidelines with the other un-athletic teachers, laughing and gossiping and handing out ice packs to your injured co-workers and students. sevika's convinced to get you off the bleachers and onto the field this year, swearing that now that she's your girlfriend, some of her athleticism has to have rubbed off on you.

"i packed a picnic basket in the car... we can set up under that little group of trees?" you ask, blinking sweetly up at sevika. she rolls her eyes and picks up her soccer ball.

"you're lucky you're cute." she huffs, shaking her head as she starts walking you toward the car. you giggle.

"i made your favorite."

"meatball sandwiches?" sevika asks, her eyes lighting up a bit. you grin and nod.

"packed extra napkins too." you say. sevika laughs and kisses your temple.

"so when i asked you to come to the park for training today, you had your own plan this whole time?" she asks. you grin.

"well, duh. did you really think i'd be kicking around a soccer ball for more than thirty minutes?"

"fuck, the teachers are never gonna beat the kids." sevika whines as you open up the car. you giggle, pulling the basket out as she stores all her soccer gear.

"i don't know why you ever think you will, babe. you're a buncha forty year olds playing against kids whose primary food source is energy drinks."

"between me, ran and vander we've got a solid defensive side! we just need somebody fast. with good aim."

"and you thought that would be me?" you tease again.

sevika giggles as she helps you spread out the picnic blanket. "maybe not. maybe i just wanted to see you sweaty and panting." she says with a wink.

you laugh as you sit down on the blanket, dragging sevika to sit next to you. "i can think of much better ways to get sweaty with you than playing soccer, baby." you say. sevika raises a suspicious eyebrow at you.

"last time you said that we spent our saturday in your classroom building bookshelves."

you giggle. "well, we were sweaty weren't we?"

sevika shakes her head and pushes the basket out of the way, before she tackles you and pins you to the blanket. you grin up at her as she gazes down at you. "so lucky you're cute." she mumbles from above you.

you giggle. "are you gonna kiss me or are you just gonna stare?"

sevika rolls her eyes and tries to hide her smile as she ducks down to press her lips to yours. you can feel the curve of her lips against yours, though.

and just as you start to thread your fingers through her hair, the bird noise and wind surrounding you is interrupted by a shriek.

you both jump, and when you sit up on the blanket you make direct eye contact with jinx and ekko, both wearing a pair of rollerskates on their feet and horrified looks of disgust on their faces.

"it's sevika?!" jinx squeals from the sidewalk, not even bothering to greet you.

"i told you you'd never guess." you say with a shrug.

"you're supposed to call me 'coach--'"

"oh janna-- ekko, hold my hair, i'm about to be sick."

ekko snorts, pulls his girlfriends braids into his grasp, and then waves at the pair of you with his free hand. "hey teach. coach. beautiful sunday, isn't it?" he asks awkwardly.

beside you, sevika bursts into giggles.

kofi

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[writeforthepeople]

Idk if this might be a silly billy request, but could I request something for my babygirl Damien x autistic!reader? Maybe a Board AF video or just something where they’re both talking about how hard it is to tell if someone is flirting, and the reader says something like “why can’t it be as simple as “I think you’re hot, wanna kiss about it?”

And they’re both kinda flirting and afterwards they do kiss about it?

Idk I’m rambling, but my autistic ass just wants to flirt and kiss a pretty boy lol. Thank you!

Ok Anon, I love this. As an autistic girlie myself this it is so cute!

Title: "Wanna Kiss About It?"

Summary: During a game of "Would You Rather", an autistic woman named Riley jokes about missing flirting cues, prompting playful banter with Damien. As the day unfolds, their chemistry builds, leading to an unexpectedly direct and heart-fluttering moment.

The lights were bright, the cameras were rolling, and the energy in the Smosh studio was high as filming started. Riley sat between Amanda and Damien, with Courtney and Shayne rounding out the group around the classic Board AF table. The game of the day was a classic game of Would You Rather. Simple in concept, absolutely chaotic in execution. Especially with this group of people playing.

“Alright, next question,” Courtney announced, reading from the card in her hand. “Would you rather always know when someone is flirting with you, or never be able to tell at all?’”

Amanda snorted. “Oh, I already know my answer.”

Riley let out a dramatic sigh, raising a hand. “I feel this card is just calling out my autism?” she said with a laugh “As someone who perpetually misses every single flirting cue in existence, I’d like to formally request the first option.”

Damien, ever the entertainer, smirked. “Oh, you think you miss every flirting cue?”

Riley nodded solemnly. “Absolutely. Someone could be full-on making heart eyes at me, and I’d be like, ‘Wow, their contact lenses must be really uncomfortable today.’”

Shayne chuckled. “That’s a skill, honestly.”

“OHHHH I don’t miss a flirt” Amanda said eyeing Damien

“I just don’t get why flirting has to be so subtle,” Riley continued, leaning back in her chair. “Why can’t it be as simple as ‘I think you’re hot, wanna kiss about it?’”

The table erupted in laughter. “For me it kind of is” Amanda shrugged “Being direct is actually the best method”

Damien, however, raised an eyebrow, a glint of mischief in his expression. “That’s actually a solid approach. Direct, efficient. I respect it.”

“Oh yeah?” Riley quipped, tilting her head at him. “You gonna adopt it?”

Damien shrugged, feigning nonchalance. “I dunno. Could be useful. Guess you’ll have to wait and see.”

Amanda and Courtney exchanged knowing looks, while Shayne fake-gagged. “Ugh, get a room.”

Damien playful rolled his eyes at Shayne “you get a room” he paused “WITH YOUR WIFE” he pointed in between him and Courtney. 

Courtney shuffled the deck and pulled the next question. “‘Would you rather only be able to speak in rhymes or only be able to communicate via interpretive dance?’”

Damien tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Rhymes. Imagine the sheer power of always having a sick verse ready.”

Amanda snickered. “Oh please, you'd turn into a walking Dr. Seuss book.” she paused for a moment “wait you kind of already do that though” and Damien shrugged at her comment “I will take that as a compliment, thank you very much.”

Riley smirked. “I’d pick interpretive dance. Imagine the drama I could infuse into every conversation.”

Damien gasped. “A whole performance just to ask someone to pass the salt?”

“Exactly.” She chuckled “Can you please pass me the” she paused, extending her arms out and back in, dancing in her chair a little “the salt”

Shayne wiped a fake tear. “Art.”

Amanda read the next one. “‘Would you rather have to loudly announce everything you’re doing before you do it or sing every response instead of speaking?’”

Riley immediately groaned. “Oh no. Singing. But I’d hate it.”

Damien waggled his brows. “I dunno, I think you’d be great at it. Want to give us a demo?”

“Absolutely not,” Riley deadpanned.

“Aw, c’mon, give us just one line?” Damien leaned in with an exaggeratedly hopeful expression.

Riley rolled her eyes but sang in an off-key tune, “This is a nightmare, I want to die.”

The table burst into laughter, Damien clapping in appreciation. “Beautiful. Stunning. Grammy-worthy.”

Shayne grinned. “I’d pick the announcement thing. ‘Shayne yawns! Shayne stretches! Shayne ponders his life choices!’”

Courtney groaned. “God, imagine doing that at a funeral.”

The table collectively winced.

“Next question,” Amanda rushed, shaking her head. “‘Would you rather always have to high-five everyone you meet or always have to call everyone ‘Champ’?”

Riley let out a snort. “I’d go with ‘Champ.’”

Damien leaned in closer, smirking. “What, you don’t want to high-five me?”

Riley tilted her head, pretending to consider. “I don’t know. Do you deserve a high-five?”

“Wow,” Damien clutched his chest dramatically. “Harsh.”

The game continued with more questions, but the subtle flirtation between Riley and Damien lingered, sneaking side glances. By the time filming wrapped, everyone was laughing and playful.

After finishing up, the group decided to grab lunch at a nearby cafe. Damien made a point to sit next to Riley, nudging her playfully whenever she made a sarcastic comment. Throughout the meal, he amped up the charm, throwing in casual compliments, exaggerated winks, and the occasional knee bump under the table.

On the walk back to the studio, Courtney nudged Riley’s side. “Sooo, Damien was totally flirting with you.”

Riley scoffed, her face turning red. “No, he wasn’t. He’s just like that.”

Courtney gave her an exasperated look. “Uh-huh. Sure. Just like that specifically with you?”

Riley hesitated. “…He’s funny.”

“Funny with you,” Courtney emphasized. “Flirty with you.”

Riley waved a dismissive hand, though her mind lingered on the conversation as they returned to the studio. Did he like her?

Later that afternoon, Riley found herself alone with Damien in the break room, recounting her earlier conversation with Courtney.

“She said you were flirting with me,” Riley told him, rolling her eyes. “I told her you were just being funny.”

Damien leaned against the counter, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Huh. That so?”

“Yep.”

A pause. A beat. And then—

“I guess I need to change my approach.”

Riley blinked. “Your approach?”

Damien took a step closer, amusement dancing in his expression. “‘Okay… I think you’re hot. Wanna kiss about it?’”

Her breath hitched. Oh. Oh.

He was close now, close enough that she could see the sincerity behind the teasing. For once, she didn’t miss the cue. She didn’t overthink it, didn’t second-guess.

She just grinned. “Yeah. I think I do.”

And then, he lightly grabbed her face, his hands sliding behind her hair before leaning in and closing the distance between their lips. “Can we keep kissing about it? He asked and she leaned in, not answering but choosing to do so in action.

[powerfultenderness]

König and Ghost and their respective partners talk a big game about how hot it would be to swing. Several discussions both as a group and as individual couples gets everyone heated and leads to crazy hot sex. So they all agree on a set date and location.

(18+ MDNI below cut)

They find a resort with a large bed, even bigger than König’s bed. The initial suggestion was for König and his wife to host, since they have a bigger bed, but after a group dinner there, everyone agreed that it felt a little weird to start this in one of their homes.

Since they were already at a resort, everyone took advantage of the spa and spent the day relaxing and preparing themselves for the night.

It's awkward at first, but with a little alcohol and a drinking game on which losers had to answer sexually charged questions, everyone is soon completely nude, König’s wife kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of Ghost, and Ghost's wife laid back with König half kneeling above her.

Ghost looks at König’s wife, who timidly glances at him before turning her attention to the other two. Neither of them can bring themselves to touch the other.

Clearly those two can't start it, so König and Ghost's wife take a calming breath before leaning on to kiss each other. Respectively, the worst kiss they've ever had. They try again, it's more of a peck on the lips than any kind of sensual kiss.

König can't get hard and Ghost's wife is dry as can be.

"Uhm," all eyes turn to König’s wife, "Maybe I should blow him first?"

Quick nods and agreements all around.

"Ja. Ja." "Good idea." "Yea, why don't you spread your legs for me, baby."

And so, the men quickly trade places, "just to start off".

It's hot certainly, fucking next to the other couple. Ghost fucks hard and relentlessly, thumb circling her clit as he pistons in and out of his wife until she's about to come. He pulls out completely and slaps her clit to stop her orgasm, denying her release and building her back towards orgasm until she is begging.

König fucks differently. His wife gives him sloppy head, unable to deep throat him. Even so, they generously lube up as König lays on his back so she can ride him. Initially its a slow pace, too absorbed in each other to even think about the couple coming apart next to them.

Ghost and his wife, hips stuttering only for a moment, watch as König plays with his wife's tits as she bounces on his thick cock. The sounds they make, his babbled pleas in his native language and her moans along with how obscenely wet they sound, only spurs Ghost on faster.

König and his wife see how hard Ghost is fucking his wife and try to match his lace, König’s hands gripping his wife's hips to help her bounce faster, slamming her down on his cock as Ghost rams into his wife's pussy.

König comes first, filling his wife as he rocks her hips against his until she also comes, clinging onto to him tightly.

Watching them come sends Ghost's wife to her own orgasm, one hand clawing at Ghost arm while her other stabilizes them against the headboard. When Ghost comes, he pulls out just in time to spare his cum onto his wife's pussy, marking her as his.

Yes it's hot, but it's not swinging because all four of these idiots are so codependent on their partners that even after several discussions and assurances that everyone involved wanted this, turns out no one did.

Still, they're all closer as friends after this.

--

End notes: lol not gonna lie, I imagined this as a reader insert with the reader character being König’s wife. But didn't think it was idk...fair? So this is what we got instead.

[locklyle1kanij]

I’m gonna make a list of my fav Lockwood and co fics in the hope that someone will see this list then reblog it and say “wow good choices! You should really check out this fic!”

(PLEASE I NEED FICS) (Warning these are basically all mainly Locklyle fics just letting you know)

(okay obviously we need Policy 8 on this list!)

“Policy 8” written by by: The_Biscuit_Agreement

Ongoing

Plot Summary :

Policy 8 was established in the hope of encouraging the birth of increasingly powerful agents. All agents 18 and over must accept the marriages DEPRAC assigns them. Agents between the ages of 16-18 can volunteer to enter the programme or else be forced into it due to minor illegal behaviour.
Lucy Carlyle volunteered. Anthony Lockwood was forced. In an effort to protect the two teenagers from being turned into pawns in the games of the rich and powerful, Barnes ensures Lucy and Lockwood are married. But just because they aren't stuck as pawns, doesn't mean the teenagers aren't forced into the same dangerous games.

“As London Burns” written by: ScienceFantasy93

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

An AU About locklyle in the middle of world war two with Lockwood fighting as a RAF pilot and with Lucy as a news reporter. (very angsty) (idk what else to say about it tbh… BUT I LOVE THIS FIC!)

“The bones of our past written” by: moon2pluto

Finished (but has a sequel that’s ongoing)

Plot Summary:

Just a few months after the destruction of the bone mirror, the team of Lockwood & Co. has another big case to tackle:
When Lucy gets a letter from her little sister, begging her to come back and help her with a haunting doomed to kill them, she doesn't need long to make a decision, and neither George nor Lockwood are going to let her face this alone. To not get any unwanted attention in her hometown, Lucy and Lockwood agree to take a closer look disguised as a couple while George is busy researching. But when the haunting turns out to run much deeper and wilder than any of them thought, and other players enter the game, one question arises: Will Lockwood & Co. also make it out of this case unscathed?

(This one’s my all time favourite)

“The hidden archive” written by: BrooklynBooks

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

Ghost possession doesn't happen often, but fatality rates are high. Even if an agent does survive, there are the aftereffects to worry about. After surviving a possession, Lucy Carlyle struggles with recovery, delving ever deeper into the memories of Visitors and, in the process, stumbling into the world of blackmarket Sources. Meanwhile, George Karim races to learn the truth behind ghost possession in order to protect Lucy and save future agents. And Anthony Lockwood must face his own past with the London underworld if he wants to save his friends and himself.

“Connections” written by: The_Biscuit_Agreement (I’m sorry i’m so obsessed with their fics lol)

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

Lockwood forms a psychic link with a dead young agent and the group try to use it to work out how the agent died with disastrous consequences.

“Crushed” written by: itripandfallalot, Salvoirfaire

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

A bad case and broken leg leave Lucy no choice but to return to Portland Row until she recovers. Lockwood is definitely not using this as an opportunity to persuade her to come back for good, because that would be unfair. And he never plays dirty.

“Because everything is the same until, very suddenly, it isn’t” written by: Netflixcapricorn

Finished

Plot Summary:

What happens when the only way out of this mess is a fake marriage?

(Here’s a warning, extremely angsty)

“Lucy takes the long way home” written by: agents_cxrter

Finished

Plot Summary:

Lucy might have left Lockwood and Co, but she can't get Lockwood out of her system.

(So many annoying emotions in this one like WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!!?!)

“This is going to end badly” written by: The_Biscuit_Agreement

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

When Fittes Agent Lucy Carlyle is cornered by relic-men alone in the woods, she is rescued by an unlikely source: Anthony Lockwood, run-away and relic-man. When Fittes gets tasked with trying to track the young man down, Lucy finds herself in an interesting position.

“Perfectly Incandescently Happy” written by: OceanSpray5

Finished

Plot Summary:

After the death of her best friend, Ms Lucy Carlyle is given the opportunity to be sponsored for the 1815 London season by Norrie's aunt. Instantly compared to the Diamond due to their astonishingly similar looks, she befriends Lord Lockwood quite unexpectedly yet is left wondering if she was a fool for believing he'd look twice at a mere country girl.

(This fic is literally the cutest thing to exist… if you exclude the angst lollll)

“No One Cares About The Nightwatch” Written by: Nomolosk

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

Lucy Carlyle is a Listener, a failed agent, a runaway, and now works the nightwatch in London. One might think her life a failure from start to last- but Lucy has goals. She will get a grade four certificate, and reapply to all the best agencies, and her life will get immeasurably better.

However, firsthand experience of the treatment most people give the nightwatch, and a chance encounter with Lockwood and Co. have her reevaluating those goals... maybe she can do some good before she moves on...

“The Injury of Finally Knowing You” written by: booknerds_unite

Ongoing

Plot Summary:

Anthony Lockwood, the only surviving male monarch from the Lockwood line, has six months to find a wife or Parliament will make a case to keep him from the throne. Lucy Carlyle has just arrived at the palace to work as a maid and to escape her horrific mother. They were never supposed to meet.
On the night of Lockwood's birthday celebration, their paths cross and nothing will ever be the same.

“What lies between the lines” written by: The_Biscuit_Agreement

Ongoing

Plot Summary

When she arrived in London, Lucy Carlyle took up a job at the British Archives, spending her days determining which love letters, suicide notes and other collected paperwork could one day produce a visitor. It's a taxing job, made easier by king archivists and the presence of young agents doing research nearby. As Lucy becomes close with some of these young agents, she starts to receive love letters herself and finds herself using her under-utilised talents to try to work out who might be behind the notes.

(at this point just go through all of The_Biscuit_Agreement fics tbh… There all perfection)

(okay i’ve read a ton more really good Lockwood and Co fics but i feel lazy now so maybe i’ll post a part two of fic recs later)

[blephosphorus]

Problem

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: None

Pairing: Basilio Lupus Magnus x F!Reader

Additional Info: Spoilers for post Saint's Day, 3rd person POV, if Bas seems OOC it's because I played with the JP dub and this Basilio is JP dub Basilio so... idk what to tell you lol, reader is described as small, reader's tribe isn't specified but she is specifically not a paripus, also reader has a personality and motives, naked man/half-naked woman, p in v, unsafe sex, wrap it before you tap it guys, oral from both sides, slight size kink, creampie, breeding kink, idk I feel like Basilio would be into it, paripus man DESTROYS tribally ambiguous woman, there's a reason why his second archetype is called "destroyer"... 👅, wrote this cause I couldn't find any Basilio stuff, it's prolly bc of spoilers but it still made me sad so, if the tenses in the writing seem to go back and forth it's because English isn't my native language and I have no respect for it so don't correct me ❤️, cat Basilio supremacy, I don't CARE that his middle name is Lupus HE IS A CAT, lowkey scent kink??, also Strohl mentioned in length once, he's next btw 😈, okay so coming back here to add a note: while replaying the game i realized that basilio stays in neuras' study i think??? and the walls are see through cages with no door so either pretend that the room has solid walls and a door or that they're sleeping in a room we don't see in the game kthxbye

Summary: At the sound of her laughter, his heart skips a beat, she smiles at him, and he's gone. He's starting to get sick of rushing to the restroom every time she hugs him. Maybe it's time the paripus does something about the feelings in his heart. And dick.

Basilio Lupus Magnus has a problem.

It's not the fact that he just joined the group of people he was (unknowingly) enemies with, it's not the fact that the group aims to undo the prince's curse, and it's certainly not the fact that one of the group's goals is to kill the man he formerly served.

No, Basilio's problem is a single woman.

She was a member of Will's group before he was. He remembers her always staying close to him and Del when they were travelling together to Virga Island, how she looked at both of them with kind (and pitying?) eyes, how she volunteered to stay back to take care of Del with him despite the group's protests, how she shared her dream with him...

"I want to travel the whole world someday. Not just Euchronia, but everywhere else, too."

Seems oddly ambitious for just a lackey of Lord Louis, he thought then. Now, he thinks he understands her dream better. (And maybe, just for a moment, he wanted- in a small part of his heart- to make that dream come true with her.)

Basilio shook his head. He had better things to focus on! Like, I don't know, his shared life-or-death mission to wake up the prince and kill Louis?! But she was one of the ones who shared that mission, wasn't she? So can he really discard her from his thoughts so easily? Thinking about all this just made Basilio go in circles, so he tried not to think at all.

However, that was made significantly more difficult at night, when he held her in his arms while the both of them laid on the cushion in the small and dingy back room of the gauntlet runner that was barely able to fit the both of them.

"I don't mind," she said, "I'm quite small anyway, so surely we can both fit on the cushion!"

'Del and I could barely fit on that thing, and he was smaller than you!' he wanted to correct her, but when she looked at him with such a cute smile and those eyes... How could he possibly turn her down? So now here he is, laying with the girl who stole his heart in his arms, unable to sleep over the sound of the pounding heart in his chest. (And another kind of pounding- or, more accurately, throbbing in his pants.)

She was sleeping so soundly, peaceful and unaware that the man holding her is practically vibrating from the strength he has to use to hold himself back from burying his nose in the junction of her throat to sniff and smell her until he can't breathe anymore and all of his senses are filled with her, and her, and her, and only her.

Basilio would slap himself if his arms weren't so preoccupied with holding her. What the hell was wrong with him? He was acting like an animal in heat, for God's sake! He tried his best to take a deep breath without taking her scent in, (which failed, obviously) closed his eyes, and practically forced himself to fall asleep.

Basilio Lupus Magnus has a problem.

This time, it's not warmth and a throb he feels in his heart when he sees her, but a painful squeeze.

He sees her sitting next to Strohl on the round table in the middle of the gauntlet runner (now a ship sailing through the seas between the small islands surrounding Eht Ria), rubbing her hand up and down on his back in a comforting gesture while the clemar grumbles and groans about his seasickness.

Basilio hears her asking Strohl "Do you need anything?", and feels himself frown. In the very next moment, he shakes his head, and furrows his eyebrows. What is wrong with him? Basilio has never been very good at defining emotions. He feels what he feels and expresses what he feels, simple as that. The paripus accepted the fact that he is in love with her a while ago, so does that mean that this feeling is... jealousy?

Jeez, he feels like a creep just watching the two from a corner... When he turns around to leave, he runs into the Captain (now also the prince... wacky stuff), and the young man smiles at him knowingly. Unable to decide whether to feel angry or embarrassed, Basilio storms off to be alone with his thoughts in the lounge.

Unfortunately, he misses the way Will tells her "Told you".

Basilio Lupus Magnus has a problem.

Said problem is standing in front of him right now, with a frown on her face. (Basilio ignores the fact that he really, really wants to kiss it off of her face and make her smile.)

They are standing on the front deck of the gauntlet runner, each holding a letter in their hand.

Basilio's one says:

"I have something I really need to tell you. I made sure no one is going to be on the gauntlet runner, not even Neuras, so there won't be any distractions. Please meet me on the front deck at midnight." And it was signed with her name.

When she handed him the letter she got, Basilio almost tore it in half.

It was the exact same letter, except it was signed with his name.

'They set us up..!'

She blinked in confusion. "...Who?"

Shit. He said that out loud.

Before he could try to salvage the situation the best he possibly could, it seemed like she understood what was going on.

"...Oh."

Basilio felt like his remaining sanity was trapped within the breath he was holding. What she said next completely evaporated any chance he might've had to regain it.

"Well... Do you have something you need to tell me?"

The paripus finally sighed. There was no way he would run away from this. If she rejected him, so be it. Although there was no way he could keep staying in the same room as her if that happened. He supposed he could curl up on one of the sofas in the lounge instead.

But all the feelings he thought he wanted to tell her got caught in his throat when he raised his head to look at her and their eyes met.

"I... Uh..." Basilio's tongue felt like lead in his mouth. His face felt so hot he thought he might go up in flames in the next moment.

She simply studied his face for a moment, and then smiled. She raised a hand to caress his face, which was the moment. Basilio was, at this point, in physical pain from holding back. So he decided not to anymore.

He surged forward, one of his hand shooting out to grab her waist, the other cradling the back of her head, and he smashed his lips against hers. The desperation and yearning coursing through his veins flowed down, down, down, until his pants were uncomfortably tight. Her arms coiled around his torso and held on tight, almost like she was afraid he would disappear if she let go. But it was okay, he would tell her that he wouldn't, no matter what. Whether it be with his words, or with his body.

They parted for just a moment to catch their breath. If Basilio was in a sane state of mind, he might have felt embarrassed over the fact that he was panting like a dog, but he couldn't even think about that while she was looking at him like he was the whole world.

"Basilio... I'm in love with you."

He felt like he could cry. He hid his face and his teary eyes in the crook of her neck.

"...I was waiting for you to say that."

He, in fact, was not. He basically had zero hopes of her ever reciprocating his feelings. As a paripus, he's used to being rejected in all kinds of ways. He thought that his love for her would be no different, and yet...

He lifted his head up to kiss her again, more properly this time, but her hand over his mouth stopped him.

"It's getting cold. Why don't we go inside?"

Basilio silently nodded.

Basilio Lupus Magnus has a problem.

And it's the very big one throbbing in his pants.

A problem which is made worse by the second as the love of his life, the girl he just kissed not even a minute ago, combs his hair back with her hands to leave soft yet dizzying kisses on his neck. While sitting on his lap, no less.

Basilio double, triple checked that their door was locked before doing anything, even though the letters said that not even Neuras would be on the runner tonight. But even if there was someone else here besides them, Basilio's keen ears would be able to hear them anyway.

Although, he wasn't sure how well he would be able to focus on hearing in this situation as a particularly harsh suck on the part where his neck connects to his shoulders rips an involuntary groan from his throat.

She softly laughs as she hears his tail thump between his legs on the cushion they're laying on.

"Are you getting impatient? Sorry... but I just want to savour you."

She takes one of the hands laying on her waist and brings it down to her ass. Basilio grits his teeth and squeezes, careful not to let his claws dig into her. The breathy moan that she lets out makes his cock jump so hard he almost believes that it would burst out of his pants.

"...I can't wait any longer."

Saying nothing in reply, she simply smiles and lets him flip them over. She feels her heart jump at the display of his strength, how he can always lift her like she weighs nothing. She remembers the way he smiled bashfully when she told him that he made her feel safe because of it.

Seeing Basilio on top of her like this made her extremely conscious of how small she is compared to him. She was always aware of how tall he was, but now, as he's pulling his half undone shirt over his head, she's noticing just how big he is.

She is miraculously able to hold back the whine itching at the back of her throat.

She reaches out a hand to run over the scars littering his chest, both new and old, and Basilio lets out a sigh when she grazes over one of the scars he got from the igniter experiments. He lifts one of his hands off of the cushion and lowers himself with the other so that he is laying on his elbow and so, so close to her that he can feel her uneven breaths hit his face, and grabbed the hand roaming on his chest.

Almost like snapping out of a trance, she gasped, and he smiled as he brought her hand up to kiss it. Then, he slowly parted his lips and bit down on her fingers, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough for her to feel his fangs pressing down on her knuckles.

She could hear the pounding of her heart in her ears as Basilio let her hand go in favor of kissing her again and again, leaving her breathless.

She lightly pressed on his chest to make him pull away, and he did what she wanted, albeit reluctantly. The young woman felt slightly hypocritical for calling Basilio impatient earlier, as she felt that her patience had run out a long, long time ago, and she would die if he didn't fuck her right now.

"Basilio... please..."

Her words failed her, and she brought her hand down to tug on his pants, making his tail swish wildly behind him, although she couldn't see it with Basilio's figure engulfing her vision.

Without saying anything, the paripus stood up to discard his pants and underwear as fast as he possibly could, cursing when his tail got caught up on his belt. The sight would've made her giggle if she wasn't so painfully horny.

She could swear both pairs of her lips drooled at the sight of his cock. Almost as if on instinct, she flew up from where she was sitting, got on her knees, and took the tip of Basilio's cock into her mouth before he could stop her.

Basilio hissed and cursed as his hand involuntarily went to cradle the back of her head. He had to fight the urge to push her head down when she started sucking him.

The paripus wouldn't mind letting her do whatever she wants if this was any other instance, but every single cell in his body was screaming at him to throw her down onto the cushion where they had slept together on so many occasions and just slam into her balls deep and empty everything he has been holding back deep inside.

So he gently pulled her away from him, picked her up, and laid the both of them back down the cushion, with Basilio on top of her. Just when she thought he would finally fuck her, the paripus lowered himself until he was face to face (or more accurately, face to pussy) with her wet, dripping heat. Basilio buried his nose in her clothed pussy and took a big, shameless breath, letting her smell engulf him whole.

Unable to care about anything else anymore, Basilio utilized his claws to rip apart her undergarments and dove his tongue in her hole as soon as she was exposed. He lapped at her and shoved his tongue in until he physically couldn't anymore. Her moans and gasps fuelled his growing lust, as well as her hands gripping his hair.

Basilio took her hands in his and brought them up over to his ears. He momentarily parted from her pussy to tell her that she could hold onto them if she wanted to. He dove back in as she started to gently rub and pet his ears.

"Ah... Basilio, here..."

She tugged at his ears to bring his head up and shoved his mouth on her clit.

"Suck here."

Basilio groaned as he did as he was told. With each lick and suck his fangs would graze her and she would gasp, although the feeling only served to excite her further. The grip she had on his ears borderlined on painful as she tensed beneath the vice grip on her thighs.

"Basilio... 'M gonna cum..!"

Her words only caused him to lick her faster, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Finally, she threw her head back and let out a strained moan as she gushed on his mouth and tongue. Basilio thoughts it was the hottest thing he had ever seen, the sight of her making the ache in his cock unbearable.

The paripus quickly climbed back on top of her and let her taste herself on his tongue. Her breath quickened as she heard the wet sound of Basilio spreading his precum over his cock. He parted from her only slightly just so he could look into her eyes as he fisted his cock and started to push his swollen tip into her tight pussy.

Even with how wet and loose she was from her orgasm, Basilio still felt like his cock was practically being strangled by her walls. Knowing how well-endowed he was, the paripus was about to tell her to relax, but saw that her expression didn't look pained at all. In fact she looked very... impatient?

"It's okay... You can keep going. I, uh..." she stammered for a bit as Basilio stared at her with curious eyes. "I can't believe I'm about to admit this, but... I'm... used to this."

Basilio stayed silent. The implication of that was something that he did not want to think about. Thankfully, sensing his discomfort, she rushed to clarify.

"..! I didn't mean... I mean, uh... I have toys that are about your size, so..."

Oh.

Oh.

Suddenly, Basilio felt a surge of confidence course through him.

"Do you, now?" He smirked, sending a shiver down her spine. The look in his eyes was one that she saw often, when he brought down his axe on their enemies to destroy them.

"Then that means I don't have to hold back, right?" She watched his pupils expand vertically in excitement. Basilio then pulled out until only his tip was inside and slammed the entirety of his length inside her with one powerful thrust. Her hand scrambled to find purchase on any part of Basilio's body as he set an unforgiving pace with his hips.

The paripus pulled her closer until their chests were pressing against each other and buried his nose in her neck. He took a deep breath, smelling her sweat and excitement, and bit down. If she wasn't loud before, she sure as hell was now. The metallic taste of her blood filled his mouth as he kissed and lapped at the wound he inflicted, the gentle act of kindness completely contrasting with the harsh movements that drove his cock into her over and over again.

Basilio felt like he was about to lose his mind. His head fell onto the cushion below him as his thrusts became more and more sloppy.

"I'm... I'm gonna cum..!"

He was somehow still coherent enough to warn her, although it seemed more like a promise to her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles together.

"Inside," was the only word she was able to get out.

In a scenario where the two of them weren't absolutely out of their minds with lust clouding their judgement, they would've never even considered it. But the only thing that Basilio could picture in his head (picture, not think) was the image of her, with her belly swollen with his baby... babies? Either way, just that alone was enough to push the paripus over the edge.

Apparently, she was picturing something along the same lines as well, because her hole became impossibly tight around him as she came with a yell. Basilio slammed their hips together as he spilled inside her, the fluttering of her walls milking him for all he's worth. His ears were practically pinned to the top of his head as he let out a guttural moan at the overstimulation.

Thankfully, Basilio was able to stop himself from collapsing and knocking the wind out of her. Instead, he took her in his arms and laid the both of them on their sides, pulling out in the process. She whined in discomfort at the feeling of his cum running out of her and onto the cushion below, and he rubbed his cheek on her head in apology.

She was just about to fall asleep to the sound of his soft purring when Basilio suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed,

"Crap! We should clean up before everyone gets back!"

And her drowsiness was washed away in an instant as the two scrambled up and off of their makeshift (and now stained) bed.

Basilio Lupus Magnus had a problem.

But not anymore.

His chest vibrated with his purring as his lover sat between his legs with her back to his chest in the outdoor bath, content.

Out of the blue, she broke the comfortable silence that was built between them.

"Um... This is a just in case, but... I'm on a particularly strong contraceptive right now, so you don't have to worry about me getting pregnant or anything..."

Honestly, Basilio had forgotten all about that in the heat of his mind blowing orgasm, but now that she mentioned it...

"Uh, about that... I was kinda imagining what our kids would look like."

When the he realized how that sounded, it was already out of his mouth and he wanted to punch himself. He lowered his head in embarrassment as he felt his face heat up. His ears perked up when he heard her laughter.

"Maybe after we put Louis under the dirt? I mean... with the world our Captain is gonna create, our children won't have to face the discrimination that people of mixed tribes do now."

He supposed that she was right. The thought of building a family with her made his chest bloom with warmth as his purring grew louder.

But what she said next made him freeze.

"Although... All contraceptives have a chance to fail, so..."

She craned her head back to look at him.

"Wanna try and find out it's effectiveness with me?"

...And just like that, he was hard again.

[festivalsofmargot]

Hey I just found you recently and I fell in love with way you write!! I wanted ask for something with Sebastian. Him asking the reader to the Yule ball, then going to the Yule ball together, maybe theyre friends with some secret pining in the picture too. Idk know, maybe him confessing. I just want romantic idiots in love kind of stuff. Thank you!!

The Northcott System

{Sebastian Sallow x GN!Reader}

Introduction: Garreth Weasley has asked the infamous Eric Northcott for dating advice. In order to seem more desirable to you, he needs to play mind games. So instead of asking you to the ball, he asks Nellie Oggspire. This is where he pulls in Sebastian Sallow for help with his plan. Garreth knows he doesn’t have feelings for you, so it would be harmless for him to take you to the ball, right? Unfortunately, shoving you and Sebastian together in this way backfires. And Sebastian becomes just as head over heels for you as Garreth is.

Word Count: ~ 5,700 words

Warnings: Kissing, Some Underage Drinking

Author’s Note: Man... I am ALL FOR YULE BALL ONESHOTS! Lol ramielll, I can’t thank you enough for the request.❤ Romantic high school idiots in love kind of stuff is my shit! I think it's so much fun to write. It’s so awkward and lovey dovey, I adore it. I feel so bad making Garreth the sucker in these Sebastian stories but he fits too well 😭 I need to make more Garreth stories to make up for it, he doesn’t deserve this. Fun fact, Eric Northcott’s advice in this came from my father-in-law. My husband is very lucky he didn’t pull that shit or I would have been long gone lmfaooo (The title is in reference to Sunny in Philadelphia’s D.E.N.N.I.S. System, you’re a real one if you caught it 😉.)

Songs (if interested):

Evergreen - Richy Mitch & The Coal Miners

drift/(:( - Alek Olsen

Butterflies (feat. AURORA) - Tom Odell

The Kiss - Trevor Jones

The Reason - Hoobastank

“Eric Northcott says the best way to get someone obsessed with you is to treat them like royalty, then ignore them for a few weeks.” Garreth Weasley told his group of friends in the hall.

“You took dating advice from Eric Northcott?” Ominis asked in disbelief. 

“Of course I did.” Garreth responded proudly, as if he were the smartest person in the world to have done so. 

“Why on earth would you do that?”

“Don’t even pretend you haven’t heard about all the dates he’s pulled, Ominis.”

“Oh I’ve heard. Doesn’t sound like he’s been able to keep any of them though.”

“He’s a free man, Ominis. He just doesn’t want to be held down.”

Sebastian was half paying attention to the conversation around him. He knew it was related to the upcoming ball, but that’s all. He was looking over his notes on the recent restricted section find of his. It was too big and bulky of a book to carry around everywhere he went, so he had jotted down all he could to read over throughout the day.

“But this is why I need you, Sebastian.”

“Hmm?” Sebastian glanced up at Garreth.

“I know you haven’t spoken much, maybe not even at all for all I know. But I need you to take the new fifth year to the ball.”

Sebastian raised a questioning brow at him. “Why?”

It took way too much effort for Sebastian to try and follow Garreth’s plan. Garreth was going to take Nellie Oggspire to the ball, so he wanted Sebastian to take you to ensure no one with ulterior motives did. According to dating expert, Eric Northcott, you would be riddled with jealousy seeing Garreth with someone else. Then the day after the ball, he’d go up to you and confess his feelings. After seeing how he had other options, he’d be all the more desirable and you’d be over the moon to be chosen by him.

Sebastian felt like the plan was missing a few steps, or maybe had too many wrong ones to begin with. “Wouldn’t it make more sense to - oh, I don’t know - just go with the person you like to begin with?” He tried not to sound smart, but of course he sounded smart.

“It’s genius, Sebastian. You just don’t get it.”

“Evidently not.” He exhaled, looking back to his notes. But, now that he thought about it, he did need a date. He’d had tunnel vision on research for Anne’s curse, the ball had snuck up on him. There wasn’t anyone else who had popped up in his head to ask either. He had been a bit too preoccupied for anyone to catch his eye in that way.

He thought back to every interaction he’d had with you, which wasn’t many. You had held your own against him well enough while dueling in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but he couldn’t know for sure how good you were. He had held back greatly considering you had just learned levioso and you were using a second hand wand. The only other time he could remember was when you two were partnered in potions class. There wasn’t a whole lot of getting to know each other then either. Still being so new to the magic world, you asked him endless questions about that day’s brew. He thought it a fine quality for someone to have, eager to learn rather than quick to dismiss what you didn’t understand. You were pretty easy on the eyes too.

Sebastian rubbed at his brows with his thumb and forefinger. “Alright, Weasley. I don’t get this plan but I’ll do it. Now if you’ll excuse me,” Sebastian closed up his notes. “I’m off to get a date to the ball apparently.”

-

How could I be so stupid to think Garreth liked me in that way? You inwardly chided yourself. The sting of finding out he had asked Nellie Oggspire to the ball still hadn’t dissipated. The way he had treated you so kindly lately had you certain he was going to ask you to the ball. But not only did he ask someone else, he had noticeably distanced himself from you out of nowhere. You weren’t sure what you did that seemed to upset him, but you didn’t have the time to chase after him and find out. You were already behind enough as it was, maybe the space between you two would help you catch up and get focused.

You hummed a song as you tended to the carnivorous plants in the greenhouse. You usually would have the energy to at least lightly sing some of the words for them, knowing they enjoyed music. But today, you didn’t have the gusto.

The greenhouse door opening and shutting pulled your attention and your humming ceased. You peeked over your shoulder. “Hello, Sebastian. How are you?” 

“I’m well, thank you.” He answered as he made his way over, becoming suddenly nervous. He realized he didn’t have a plan on what to say as soon as he was alone with you.

Just as you were about to bring your focus back to the plants, you remembered you had wanted to speak with him. “Oh! I’m glad you’re here, I've been thinking about you recently.”

He stopped in his tracks and a blush crept up his neck. You’ve been thinking of me?  “Oh?” Was all he could get himself to say.

“Yes.” You nodded enthusiastically, setting down your gardening tools and walking up to him. You brought yourself close and it put him on edge a bit. Keeping your voice low, you asked, “Do you think you could help me get into the uh -” You glanced at the door making sure it was closed all the way, “restricted section sometime soon?”

“Huh.” He didn’t know what he expected you to say to him, but it certainly wasn’t that. He was taken aback by your request, but, even more so, he was intrigued. A smirk tugged at his lips. “Seems I’ve got a reputation if even you’ve heard about my excursions. Whatever for, may I ask?”

“A book on ancient magic, that’s all I know unfortunately. Have you come across any such thing? Do you know where it would be down there?”

Now you had really piqued his interest. He had been trying to look into ancient magic himself lately for Anne. “Hmm. I’ve come across some passages here and there. But I don’t recall seeing any books solely on ancient magic.”

“Ah.” You said, disappointed.

“But another trip to look wouldn’t hurt.” He said quickly. “No matter how much Madam Scribner disagrees. I can get you down there this weekend.”

Your eyes lit up. “Will you? Oh thank you, Sebastian. You have no idea how much you’d be helping me out, you’d be my hero for this.”

He rubbed at the back of his neck, getting a little bashful at the thought of being ‘your hero’, even just a small one that helped you find a book. “Don’t mention it.”

“No seriously, thank you. I’m sorry I have to drag you into helping me at all.” You exhaled, frustrated. “I mean what even is the point of a restricted section? You’d think a proper magical education would include all magic, none of this some are fine, some are off limits nonsense.”

His eyes widened a bit, words seeming to evade him. Seems a kindred spirit may have been closer than he realized.

“Look at me rambling on, now I’m just venting.” You shook your head. “I distracted you from what you needed to do in here, I apologize. I’ll let you get to it.” You went to return to the plants but Sebastian grabbed at your wrist to stop you.

“I came here to find you actually.” You faced him again and he cleared his throat, releasing you. “Garreth told me you’d be in here.”

You tried not to look bitter at the mention of Garreth. “What can I do for you?”

How does one go about asking another to a ball? Especially when it wasn’t his idea. He at least knew it wouldn't be very endearing to mention that part. Maybe he didn’t need to overcomplicate it. Just get the basic idea out, then embellish if asked anything further. “The upcoming ball. Would you like to go with me?”

The surprise was clear as day on your face, but it was a pleasant surprise, Sebastian was relieved to note. Was he holding his breath? 

Sebastian Sallow was asking you to the ball? You weren’t against the idea, not at all. Sebastian Sallow of all people, who would have thought? The two of you had never really spoken, to be honest you didn’t think he knew your name. 

“Y - Yes, I would actually.” You smiled at him, looking genuinely glad he asked you.

He huffed out a breathy laugh and began to feel giddy. Calm down, Sallow. It’s not like this is someone you’ve been pining for. He tried to inwardly deflate himself. This was the first real conversation he’d had with you, how could he possibly feel so elated to you saying ‘yes’ to him? Just happy to have a date to the ball, that must be it.

“That’s -” He cleared his throat, regaining his composure. “That’s all I needed, I suppose. So, I’ll be off.” He said, staying in place and shifting on his feet. He didn’t want to leave the greenhouse, he realized. “See you this weekend?”

You nodded your head, a smile still gracing your lips. “You will.” 

Sebastian returned your smile, then went to leave. When he opened the door, he took one last glance at you before he stepped out. His stomach jumped seeing you still looking at him, a little thrilled you were staring after him. He wanted to say something more, but couldn’t think of anything quick enough. He gave a small bow of his head in goodbye, then left the greenhouse.

Was it supposed to be this thrilling when a boy you barely spoke to asked you to a ball?

-

Sebastian rubbed at his jaw as he made his way out of the herbology wing, his face was starting to hurt from grinning so hard. He was thinking he should write down a list of all the books he’d come across that mentioned ancient magic for you. Just in case you were interested. 

He was so deep in thought he hadn’t noticed Garreth watch him leave the greenhouse and walk up behind him.

“How did it go? Is the plan on?” Garreth asked, breaking Sebastian from his thoughts.

Oh right, the plan. Sebastian thought it was more idiotic by the second, but it got him a date with someone he hadn’t realized he had some things in common with, so it couldn’t be that bad. He stopped walking and faced Garreth, glancing over the red head’s shoulder to make sure you weren’t coming out of the greenhouse. “Sure, it’s on. What now?”

“Brilliant.” Garreth was ecstatic. “Now all I have to do is keep my distance until the ball’s over.”

Sebastian seemed to like the sound of that. “Uh - right. Good thinking. Well, best be off.” Sebastian turned to make his way to his dorm, keen on getting that book list started for you.

“You’re a real one for this, Seb!” Garreth called after him. 

Without looking back, Sebastian gave him a thumbs up.

-

Would he look overeager having brought the list of books and this enchanted bag? Merlin, he hoped not. He was already waiting for you outside the library, a little too late to have that regret.

He pushed up off the wall he was leaning against when he saw you approach. “You’re here.” He said, as if he were a little shocked you were actually going through with this.

“Don’t look so surprised.” You spoke in a hushed tone and smirked. “What’s that you’ve got there?” You asked, looking down at the bag and parchment in his hands.

“Oh, it’s - I was thinking - In case you wanted to take any more books that mention ancient magic while we’re down there, you could put them in here. It’s an enchanted bag that can fit just about anything.”

Your eyes widened, it was very thoughtful of him to go out of his way for you like that. “You’re joking. You didn’t have to do this.” You went up and took the items from him, looking over the list and taking a peek inside the bag.

You were right. He didn’t have to. But for whatever reason, he really wanted to. Why did I want to? 

“I usually bring one anyway. It was no trouble.” The first part was a lie. “Now, do you know the disillusionment spell?”

-

It was way too late in the night when Sebastian returned to his dorm room. But he wasn’t tired, not at all, not after what you and him had just gone through to get that book. 

After kicking off his shoes and shrugging off his robes, he slid into bed easily. He folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the ceiling, already nostalgic for the night he just had with you.

You were… Wow, you were something. Sneaking into the restricted section with you was already riveting. Going through all the books on that list he made and glancing over them together had stirred him. You two stood close while he pointed out the relevant passages he had found, and you listened attentively, as if it were the most fascinating thing in the world. But when you two had found that ancient magic vault, he was done for. What an adventure that was! 

He had so many emotions about it all. Discovering that ancient magic still existed had him ecstatic, he knew there were untouched areas of magic to explore further for Anne. And watching you wield it as if you had done so your whole life had him overwhelmed with hope, hope he was sure his uncle was nearly successful in getting rid of. And to top it off, exploring that vault and fighting giant guardian statues alongside you was… Wow! It was the first time he’d felt so alive since Anne got cursed.

How could someone like you have been under his nose this whole time? He thought back to when you were partnered in potions class, had he really been so blind even then? He couldn’t be wasting any more time. He only had a few weeks until the ball and Garreth would be pulling all the stops to make you his.

-

Sebastian sneaked glances at you during breakfast. You seemed to be busy finishing up some last minute homework, every now and then taking a bite of your toast. Had you always made simple acts look this endearing? Even the face you made while you fixated on your homework had his insides warming like a first year with a crush.

Your gaze lifted from your writing to look around the dining hall in thought. Your eyes landed on him, and he immediately wanted to die, embarrassed he got caught staring. But then you smiled at him, and he didn’t want to die anymore. He smiled back and you went back to your homework.

Gathering your belongings, you got up from your seat and made your way over to him. He got antsy as he watched you approach, but he was able to keep an air of calm. 

“Sebastian, could I steal you for a moment?” You asked in a hushed tone.

“Of course.” Stop sounding so eager, you buffoon. He got up and followed you until you were just out of hearing distance from everyone else.

“I got a lead on where the book’s missing pages are. And I um - Well, I -”

Sebastian eyed you as you started shuffling your feet. Are you nervous? 

“I was wondering - you know, since we worked so well together getting the book - if you’d like to come with me to get them? No need to feel like you have to! I just thought -”

“Absolutely, I’m coming with you.” He found himself saying.

An ecstatic look formed on your features, but you tried to bite it back. “Great, I’ll meet you after dinner tonight.”

Sebastian gave you a nod, trying to hold back an enthusiasm of his own. 

You held your books closer to you as you started to take your leave, but you stopped suddenly, remembering something. “Oh, Sebastian. Before I forget.” You had his full attention again as you dug around in your robes pocket. “Ah, here it is.” You held out a shrivelfig to him, giving him a look of go on, take it.

He took it gingerly from your hand and looked at you, bewildered.

“You mentioned you spent the last of your money on a shrivelfig to try out for Anne, but your uncle destroyed it.” 

Sebastian lifted his brows, amazed you had remembered such a thing. “Thank you.” He said, meaning it more than you knew.

“It’s the least I can do for all your help.” You waved him off. “I’ve been growing some anyway, and I’ve got more on the way if you ever need.” You were getting jumpier by the second and knew you had to get out of there before you made an idiot of yourself. “See you tonight.”

He was about to speak but you rushed off before he could get anything out. He looked down at the shrivelfig and turned it in his hand. You’d only been speaking a few days, and he already had it bad for you.

-

All too soon, it was the night of the ball, the last night he’d have with you before Garreth’s plan came to an end and he’d try to make you his. He wanted to enjoy it. He wondered if he should confront Weasley, but what would the point be if you didn’t have feelings for him any way? You and Garreth had been close for a majority of the year, while you and Sebastian only had these last few weeks together… these wondrous, extraordinary, marvelous few weeks.

He leaned up against the wall with his hands in his pockets as he waited. Nellie Oggspire had just walked down the steps and linked arms with Garreth. The red head gave him a knowing nod of his head as he passed, and Sebastian nodded back, trying not to tip him off that anything was amiss.

He glanced back up at the stairs to see if the person who just arrived was you. He saw it wasn’t and looked back down. Wait, yes it is! He shot up off the wall and stood up straight. He hardly recognized you, you cleaned up so wonderfully. He found you plenty attractive in your day-to-day getups already, yet you still managed to bring yourself up another level? Your smile at him as you walked down the steps was a spell in its own right. That’s not fair. He wanted to whine.

He met you at the bottom of the stairs, holding out his hand for you to take as you walked down the last few steps. He kept his eyes on yours as he kissed your knuckles. The feel of his lips on your skin had you weak, thankfully he held out his arm for you to take. Hopefully he wouldn’t mind if you leaned on him a bit.

The two of you looked out to the great hall, admiring how everything had been redone for the ball. Sebastian caught sight of Garreth gawking at you like he was in pain. Pushing Garreth to the back of his mind, he glanced back at you and was relieved you didn’t seem to notice the green eyed boy.

He cleared his throat, trying to forget Weasley existed. “Would you like to dance?”

“Yes, please.” You smiled sweetly. Dancing was the best next step. Your nerves were wild within you holding onto Sebastian like this, no way you would have been able to keep still.

He guided you to the dance floor and twirled you before bringing you into the proper waltz stance, just as you hoped he would. You looked up at him, holding each other a bit closer than what was probably appropriate for a school dance, and wondered how you two could possibly be so in sync after only a few weeks of getting to know each other. 

You had never thought yourself to be a great dancer. But somehow, with Sebastian in the lead, you felt as if you had suddenly become an expert. It must have been all the dueling the two of you had done together, that was practically a dance in and of itself. Being constantly aware of where the other was at all times, covering each other’s blind spots, not allowing one misstep to let the other get a scratch on them.

Neither of you had any idea how many songs you danced through. If you had the stamina, you two remained on the dance floor. Sebastian couldn’t recall ever liking dancing this much, couldn’t recall ever liking it in the slightest. But you seemed to bring it out of him, he wasn’t complaining. 

It wasn’t until Sebastian started to overheat in his coat that he realized how long the two of you had been going. “I don’t want to stop but I need to take this off.” He huffed with a laugh, slowing the two of you down to a stop. He hated that he had to throw off the momentum at all.

“It’s alright.” You panted. “I need to run to the washroom anyway. Grab us some drinks for when I’m back!” You called to him as you sped off, wanting to return as soon as possible. 

Garreth caught Sebastian’s dreamy stare as he watched you walk off. He excused himself from Nellie to get drinks at the same time as him. 

Sebastian didn’t seem to notice Garreth approach, too caught up in getting a glass for you and him, a pleased smile on his face. Garreth cleared his throat to grab his attention and Sebastian’s gaze shot up, his smile faltering. “Evening.” Garreth said, eyeing him.

“Evening.” Sebastian replied innocently, hoping that was the end of it. With drinks in hand, he went and found the table with your names on it. Garreth, forgetting drinks for him and Nellie, followed close in pursuit. Once he set down your glasses, Sebastian shrugged off his jacket then placed it on the back of the chair. All the while, wishing Garreth would take a hint and sod off.

“Look Sallow. I’m grateful you’re helping me out, but could you tone it down a bit? You two uh… really seem to be enjoying yourselves.” He glanced at the entrance to make sure you weren’t coming back yet, then turned back to Sebastian. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to make a move.” Garreth chuckled amicably, but Sebastian could still hear the warning in it.

“Garreth, relax. It's all a part of the plan.” He’d say anything to keep Garreth away from you that night. “Don’t wuss out now and ruin all your progress. Now off you go, back to Nellie, distance makes the heart grow fonder and such.” He shooed.

Garreth gave him one last uneasy glance, then went on his way. 

Sebastian sat himself down while he waited for you. Catching his breath and trying to recover so he’d be ready to dance again when you returned. He looked up towards the entrance and locked eyes with you as you made your way back. You smiled at each other, both thankful there was still plenty of the night left to go. 

Ominis put his hand on Sebastian’s shoulder, giving a quick whistle to grab his attention. Sebastian glanced up then down at the flask he was expertly sneaking to him. 

“Ominis, you bad bad boy.” Sebastian laughed. Looking back at you, he smoothly took it from him. He hid it in his lap as you arrived and slid into the seat next to him. He realized then, he wouldn’t have any if you didn’t.

“You better give me some of that.” 

He also realized he’d gladly share. Sebastian was slightly aroused at seeing this misbehaving side of yours, how sly you were when holding your glass under the table for him to pour some of the flask in. He then swiftly poured some into his glass under the table as well, then put the cap back on to give back to Ominis.

“If anyone suspects anything, you and I had a fight and didn’t speak to each other at all tonight.” Ominis slid the flask back into his coat and left to join Isaac Cooper’s side.

“Bet I can get it down smoother than you can.” You teased, holding up your glass to cheers with his.

“Can you now?” Sebastian brought up his glass, clinking it with yours. You linked your arm with his and then brought the glass to your lips. He did the same, and you two chugged, keeping your eyes locked. 

The both of you handled it about the same, faces only contorting marginally at the dreadful taste. It wasn’t much, but downing it as you both had could get you a slight buzz.

“Do this often, do you?” You and Sebastian released each other, setting down your glasses and standing.

“I had a life before Hogwarts, believe it or not.” You chuckled as he grabbed your hand and pulled you back out towards the dance floor.

The musicians shifted the tone from elegant waltzing music to exhilarant jig music, a vocalist joining in to sing some well known shanties. You and Sebastian joined in the crowd of students, singing and swaying along. 

With the buzz still warm on your cheeks as you stood side by side in the crowd, he threw an arm around you. You gladly wrapped an arm around him as well, reaching your other hand up to hold onto his on your shoulder. This was one of the greatest nights of his life.

-

Both you and Sebastian were exhausted. Try as you might, you couldn’t stay any longer. You were both worn thin, your night had been incredible.

“Ow.” You whined groggily, resting a hand on the nearest wall.

“What’s wrong?” Sebastian shrugged on his coat then put a hand on your shoulder, looking you up and down in concern.

“My shoes are brand new and I didn’t break them in before tonight. My feet are killing me.” You laughed.

A smirk formed on his face as an idea popped in his head. He moved in front of you and bent his knees slightly. He gestured with his head towards his back. “Up you go.” He said.

Your eyes widened slightly as you stared at him, amused. Then, without another word, you hopped on his back, wrapping your arms and legs around him.

“Where to?” He asked as he gripped your thighs and walked on easily.

Holding on tight, you remembered you had a few magical beasts to feed and brush before bed.

-

As Sebastian carried you to the room of requirement, he was feeling bubble headed in the best way. He hitched you up higher, more out of his bustling nerves than feeling like he didn’t have a good enough hold on you. You rested your cheek against the side of his head, and he didn’t care if you could feel his cheeky grin about it or not.

The two of you arrived all too soon even though you took the long way, avoiding taking any floos. Sebastian was beyond disappointed the door didn’t show up, he was hoping this time would be different when you said it never showed up when someone else was with you. He may not have known exactly what the two of you would do in there, but you would be alone, with no chance of anyone else bothering you. A big part of it would have been validation he wasn’t just anyone you’d brought around. He wanted to be someone special, the only one the room felt worthy to let in with you. 

“I suppose this is where I leave you.” He began sheepishly, letting you down gently from his back. You looked delightedly at one another and he ran an anxious hand through his hair. “I had a really great time tonight.”

Your insides went into a tizzy. “Me too.” You beamed at him. You didn’t want to end this night or part ways with him. “So I uh - I know it’s late, are you sure you still want to help me tomorrow morning? I understand if you’d rather sleep in.” You didn’t doubt he would come with you the next day, you just wanted to hear him tell you he wouldn’t miss it.

“Of course I’m sure. I’ll be there.” He unknowingly took a step towards you, the two of you drifting closer without thinking.

You bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling like a dope. “Good. I’m glad to hear it.”

You two stood in coy silence for a moment, wanting the other to say something, anything to keep your night going a bit longer. “Well, I should get going so the room can appear for you, shouldn’t I?” He chuckled awkwardly, still not making any sort of move to take his leave.

“Ah, right.” You nodded your head, glancing briefly at the wall then looking back at him. You went in to hug him goodbye and he didn’t hesitate to hug you back. You held each other firmly in each other’s arms for a few seconds, then let go, smiles still painfully plastered on your faces. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You told him.

“Bright and early.” He assured.

“Bright and early.” You repeated, no longer caring if you looked like a flushing mess. “Goodnight.” 

“Goodnight.” 

The two of you looked at each other for another moment, staying in place and becoming jumpy. You both went in for another hug, holding each other closer and longer this time, letting each other’s warmth envelope you. He took in your scent as you nuzzled your face against his neck.

“Goodnight.” He said again in a whisper.

You released each other, your faces temptingly close for a brief moment until you stepped back. He remained facing you as he started taking small, reluctant steps backwards to leave.

He watched as the smile faded from your face and you eyed him as if you were dispirited he was leaving. He stopped in his tracks, and a starved look took over your features. He was sure his face was doing the exact same thing.

You launched at one another, fusing your lips together. It was such a dizzying collision, the two of you weren’t really aware of where your hands were. The only thing that was clear was that they were on each other, holding the other close while roaming all over. Somehow, Sebastian had gotten you pressed up against the wall. He needed help keeping upright while his mouth moved in earnest, gasping and sighing along with yours. 

Sebastian Sallow’s weight against you was something you never knew you needed. You bit at his bottom lip and sucked, hoping that would keep him anchored to you. A deep, muffled “mmh” noise escaped him and it was the most intoxicating sound.

He pulled back slightly to look at you then, eyes going over your features as he caught his breath. He couldn��t help but drag his fingers lightly down your cheek as you looked back at him, just as breathless.

He returned his lips to yours, taking it sweet and slow then. This time, he didn’t want to be dizzy, he wanted to be sturdy and in his right mind tasting you. Your hands felt so soft as they cupped his neck. A tingling sensation went down his spine when they slowly slid up to the back of his head, fingers running through his hair.

You were so lost in one another, that if anyone were to walk by you’d have no idea, no sense to pull away anyway.

-

Sebastian walked down to the Slytherin common room in a whimsical haze, humming each one of the songs he danced with you to that night. His lips felt swollen from all your kisses, it was wonderful.

His dreamy state came to an abrupt end when he found Garreth pacing frantically in front of the Slytherin Common room. The red head looked up at his arrival and his eyes went wide.

“There you are!” Garreth strode up to him and Sebastian got in a readied stance with his feet. “Where were you?! I saw you two leave and the way you were looking at each other all night and - Oh please tell me you didn’t do anything.” 

Sebastian avoided his gaze. He didn’t feel for a second that Garreth should be with you instead, but damn him if he didn’t feel a little sorry for the poor fool.

“Sallow?” Garreth felt like he was going to be sick, but he held out the tiniest bit of hope. If Sebastian said nothing happened between you two, he’d run with it and never look back.

Man up and tell it to him straight. Sebastian took a deep breath and lifted his chin, physically and mentally preparing to get punched, he’d let Weasley have that much. “We kissed. We’re going to start seeing each other.”

Garreth’s eyes went wild, and he let out an incredulous guffaw. “Are you now? Well that’s just brilliant, isn’t it?!” It wasn’t really directed at him, Sebastian noticed. Garreth began pacing back and forth, looking as if he was going mad. “Why in Merlin’s name did I listen to that knobhead?! Hey Northcott, did you know spending time with someone and treating them right works? Who would have guessed?!” He looked back at Sebastian then, he clenched his hand into a fist like he was going to deck him. “I ought to bash your face in, Sallow. But right now, I’m more itching to have a word with Northcott. Best watch your back, I’m not done with you.”

Sebastian released the breath he was holding as Garreth stormed off. He could take him in a duel no problem, but he’d better keep a close eye on his food and drinks for a while.

[mike-haters-dni]

Another Unpopular Mike Opinion Post Woah How Do I Still Have Things To Say

Alright, so I know nobody wants to hear this but: Mike as a character does in fact function almost solely in relation to the people around him. Specifically, the Party and Eleven. What do I mean by that? I mean his main hobbies are playing Dungeons and Dragons, something he literally can’t do without his friends, and being El’s boyfriend—which I know is an even more unpopular sentiment but guess what. He exists in the story to be the leader of the Party and El’s love interest. He almost literally never does anything for just himself unless you count those two episodes in s4 where he’s playing/trying to find a sub for dnd—which I kinda do? but also don’t because he's with Dustin (and Lucas’ ghost), and also he has a Leader Moment during the game. Every other character (probably) gets some Thing or plot line(s) they get to do at least partially solo. Dustin gets Dart in s2, Lucas has the basketball team, Max deals with Billy and then his death, Will has the whole possession arc, El....I mean she literally got her own solo episode. But Mike? He barely interacts with his own family, who are mostly also main characters. Really the only time we see Mike alone on screen is in s2 when he’s going through his depression, but he’s depressed because he's mourning Eleven, aka acting as her love interest. But the thing is, that actually is his special solo plotline. Its actually the most significant of the whole show. Or it would be, if it didn't mean that everyone's favorite Main Boy of s1 became a supporting character for the new Mainest Character of the Show, who now gets to do way more shit than him because like, she has magic powers and is the plot. But yeah, that's why people say Mike was ruined after s1 even though he's the same exact guy throughout the show.

But anyway, I think this investment in others is what makes Mike the things people like about him too. Being a character that is solely focused on those around him is what makes him such a natural leader and caretaker, and he was and will continue to be that. And just to prove the haters wrong here is a list of every time Mike acted as a leader in each season:

S1: I mean do I need to explain this one it’s the only season anyone likes

S2: He definitely takes more of a backseat this season (having less to do) but still, he acts like he has the authority to prevent people from joining the friend group and takes charge when Dart becomes a problem. Also, no one else showed up to check on Will and stay by his side to help him through the Events, almost like Mike feels a natural responsibility for his friends or something. At the very end of the season he's right back to form when El needs help and he comes up with and executes the plan to set the tunnel on fire.

S3: Again, he spends a good amount of time being “helped” by Lucas this season, but he’s the one who comes up with the sauna plan (and uses his own voice as bait lol). Also it’s small but he’s the one at the head of the group when they go to sneak into the movies. (Worth noting that Mike spends a lot of action time with Nancy this season, who he is definitely outranked by in terms of group leadership, so he naturally takes more of a backseat. As he should)

S4: You’re expecting me to say he takes a backseat again right? WRONG. He's the one yelling after Eleven that he’s going to fix everything, he's the one who finds the number in the pen, he’s the one who thinks to go to Suzie’s, he’s the one who spots El out in the desert. He spends the whole season bossing Jonathan around and you know, he deserves some credit for that. Also during the meeting with Suzie Mike is in the center of the frame doing the most talking. ALSO, again it's small, but during the dnd game even after his own character was dead and he didn’t have any real input on the situation, Dustin still makes a point to ask Mike what he thinks they should do. Like, he's a leader idk what to tell you.

(Also can I say, god forbid Mike spend a few scenes not in charge. God forbid he get supported himself every once in a while. Like, wtf do people want from him actually. He's a clever kid with a personality so strong it makes all his friends listen to him. Give him a fuckin break.

Personally I don't think any of this is bad writing or whatever. I think its good writing for a leader/love interest to the MC character. I think Mike is someone who, due to his insecurities, defines himself based on his relationships. He wants to be useful and important to people, and this causes him to both selflessly protect the people he loves and freak out whenever he feels like they're pulling away from him. He's useful to the story for both action and drama. And like, realistically, only finding self-worth in other people is unhealthy—but also, valuing your relationships is good and wanting to protect your friends is good. And also he's a character in a story about the power of friendship. And I suppose you could take Will's speech to mean that instead of feeling all this pressure to Do Good to be loved he doesn't need to try at all and its not something he can earn or lose, he's loved because he just is That Guy and always will be. However...if both El and Mike's arcs in s5 involve letting go of responsibility and accepting love and support from people around you just know I called it.

Anyway everyone hates how Mike only ever gets to be Eleven's boyfriend except for ME. Because its WHAT SHE DESERVES

[phant0mmm-jaiden]

SPNNASH BUT ITS ALL THE STUFF I GOT (check out my photo-op post too)

starting off strong, y’know that noise maker Jared used in my photo op with him?

I still have it. He just gave it back when we had to leave the pictures. Just “Hope you have a great birthday” while giving me it back. I don’t know what to do with it, I guess it’s just here now KAKDJFJ I was going to let J2 keep the noise makers because like. wtf am I going to do with them, but we just have them still

SIGNED LOUDEN SWAIN SHIRT AAAAA I’ve said it once i’ll say it again THEYRE SO NICE while the band was signing my shirt, Rob talked with me and my group about the drive to Nashville and the convention happening in our area next year. Me when people have conversations with me 🤭🤭 as someone with social anxiety any successful social interaction with people- especially people who I look up to- is the most important thing like ever. I love that they’re so nice and so social with fans it stops be from overthinking it

LOUDEN SWAIN GUITAR PICK i took of the stage after the band left. I don’t think I was supposed to take them but no one stopped me either so 🎉 I have it and I think it’s really cool. It’s used- idk by who specifically but they’re all cool so it could have been used by any one of them and i’d still be winning

SIGNED DICK JR. AND THE VOLUNTEERS SHIRTS I’m actually a fake fan because I couldn’t see his concert because we drove into Nashville that day and missed it KAKSJDN But I love them so much, I wish I saw them, but I still saw Richard play at the Louden Swain concert, up close because we were in the pit by where he was playing, and I felt really cool. This is a side note but i also really wanted the Ro-Bert (come down and squirt- some lemon on your shrimp) shirt but by the time we looped back around to get it the vendors were closed 😭 if they don’t have it at the convention near me I’m gonna crash out lol

Dean Winchester Bracelet replica, I want to wear it 24/7, unfortunately it’s a little lose and it scares me sometimes but that won’t stop me from wearing it as much as possible

The Roadhouse Game Night Keychain and Pin, the game night was so fun- albeit stressful cause social anxiety, but we won the Family Feud part soooo I feel good abt it at the end of thing WHY WASNT LAWYER THE #1 ANSWER FOR “what would Sam be if he wasn’t a hunter” HE WAS IN LAW SCHOOL it was still #3 BUT STILL. very fun 10/10 recommend

Sam and Dean Initial Blanket, it’s so soft i’m laying down with it right, my friend also got a really good supernatural blanket so now we’re twinning

Did you make it this far? Did you know I’m working on a Supernatural OC? you can find her on my page, feel free to ask question! (please ask questions I crave to talk about her)

[bluesylveon2]

Chocolate Muffin Drama

A/N: So i'm on the olympic chocolate muffin tiktok and then this appeared lol. Everyone is aged up, sports/countries are not specified (except for Vil, Rook, and Rollo), and Yuu/Reader is a female

Everything starts when Ace wants to get breakfast at the Olympic dining hall and his eyes land on Yuu eating about 10 chocolate muffins

Yuu literally has crumbs on her face and the chocolate filling (or sauce? Idk) on her fingers. She looked like a hot mess that someone from the German team showed up to "clean the potato"

Ace is both surprised and confused

Later on, while sitting in the audience for a sport, he watches Yuu destroying the opposing team. Gold medal worthy, in his eyes

Ace rn: "is that the same girl who devoured those muffins in one sitting?"

Yes, yes, it is

Anyways, Ace is SMITTEN by Yuu and is determined to win her heart

How does he do it? He grabs a muffin at the dining hall and tries to give it to Yuu, but she is not there.

He comes back the next day to find out there are no more muffins! (gee I wonder why???)

Plan B: give it to Trey

Ace: I need you to tell me what ingredients are used to make this muffin

Trey: okay....

Eventually, Trey cracks the code to the muffins and even writes down the recipe for Ace

If only all's well, ends well

Meanwhile, a muffin thief was currently bringing the muffins back to the Village

Ruggie drops off his stash to Leona (while also taking one or two for himself. Leona pretends to not see it) so he can give it to Yuu later that day

See, Leona has been doing this for a few days now, but he waits until Yuu gets her servings before taking the rest to avoid suspicion

Yuu caught Leona's eyes at the same event Ace went to

He would have gone for more had a certain Frenchman not sat by him

Leona: there are other seats, ya know?

Rook: au contraire! These are the best seats to watch Madame Trickster perform!

So Leona repeats the process and basically plays hide and seek with Rook while Ruggie works.

He ends the day by being Yuu's prince charming (literally) and gifts her the muffins

He knows about the redhead who is trying to recreate the muffins.

It would be bad if the recipe got stolen...

Except, it wasn't Ruggie who took it. It was a bat

Lilia is grinning like he won the lottery. He saw how the muffins became viral on MagicTok and he just had to make some to share to all of his fellow athletes

(Little did anyone know that Lilia would accidentally end the Games if he succeeded)

Luckily, Silver is there to save everyone

He recognized the muffins from the dining hall and Malleus mentioned his new friend loved them

So he goes out to the nearby shops/places in Paris to buy the ingredients, unaware of a group of six guys currently on a goose chase to find a recipe

(tbh idk if the athletes can explore the city but let's pretend they can)

Silver has never met Yuu, but according to Malleus, she was a nice person.

Malleus suggests that Silver makes Yuu some muffins (it's a miracle he was able to at the Village). Silver gives some to her as a thank you for befriending his brother

What he doesn't know is that Malleus is trying to set the two up, so he talks about Silver when he's around Yuu and recruits Sebek to stop Lilia from adding his "secret ingredient" to the muffins

Bonus:

Malleus also drags Silver to Yuu's sporting events, sitting away from Ace and Leona

Except he has his own problem with someone from the French team

Rollo: why must you sit next to me? go somewhere else

Malleus: hush, Flamme, I am trying to get a sister-in-law here

Silver: trying to fight sleep

[hyunjins-orange-slice-too]

Send this to a stay! Have them describe themselves and see who their followers would “Ship” them with in the group! <3

oh gosh, “ship” me with? i’m curious because i honestly can’t ship myself with any of them. 😅 i am in no way good enough for a ship with them. but this could be a fun way to tell yall more about me. :)

(update after writing: this turned rambley and is probably waaay more than you wanted. im so sorry 😬 also, this is the most i’ve ever said about myself on this app and it’s scary. so be nice to me pls, im fragile)

let’s see.. are we doing physical or personality traits? or both? this is hard! 😭

♡ i’m a shy, quiet person. i’m also very anxious. (diagnosed anxiety/depression, unmedicated {hence my unhinged posts on here sometimes}, i’m working on it. lol)

♡ chronically online (tiktok, tumblr, yt)

♡ i like all kinds of music (favorites are skz, ateez, palaye royale)

♡ i love to watch movies (marvel, ghibli, harry potter, etc. but 80s movies are my favorite) even better if we’re seeing it in theaters with popcorn and candy 😋

♡ i like to read- tho i haven’t done it in awhile apart from this app

♡ i like to write (would love to write a book one day but we’ll see lol)

♡ i would much rather stay inside and watch a movie or a kdrama (currently watching Lovely Runner and it’s wrecking me) as opposed to going out. (the anxiety, yk?)

♡ i like video games even tho i suck

♡ i like cars (mainly drift cars)

♡ i’m an aquarius if that means anything to you, i don’t know much about astrology but i find it fascinating.

♡ i’m an only child with daddy issues (hence the chan bias)

♡ i have a cat

♡ my favorite color is black, or pink, or light blue hehe

♡ i have to have my cow squishmallow named Connor to be able to sleep at night

♡ i like to play D&D with my friends on saturday nights

♡ i’m terrified of severe weather- thunderstorms i can handle, tho i get scared. but tornadoes will send me into a full on panic attack

♡ i was born in ‘95 (i’m gonna be 30 in january and i don’t want to talk about it)

♡ i rely too heavily on comfort audios on yt (aka boyfriend audios- tho i hate that term) is it cringe? yeah kinda, but it makes me happy and it helps me sleep and the asmr tickles my brain good (if you really wanna know, idk why you would, but david from audiogasm is my favorite and pretty much the only one i listen to- hello parasocial relationship)

♡ blonde hair, blue eyes, chubby. 😘

and i can’t think of anything else! which is probably a good thing because i already wrote soo much. anyways, who would you “ship” me with? 😂 (pls say chan or ill cry hehe jk)

[strwbrryeyes]

re: headcanon suggestions !

what do tha boys do when they're tired but can't sleep? do they stare at the ceiling or spiral into thought or get up and do something else until an ungodly hour?

hope sleep finds you soon nini </3

- ada ♡

𖦹°｡⋆ haikyuu boys when they can't sleep

⟡ cw: none

⟡ a/n: LOL i just realized i accidentally deleted the post asking for suggestions </3 im so tired idk what im doing anymore but yay omg i'll do this.

these are all i could come up with lol

would stare at the ceiling thinking it's the best option but actually slowly loses their mind.

these boys would be responsible and think that if they were to do anything else then yeah, they'd fully be awake. especially if they were to go on their phone because you know blue light and all. they wouldn't even get out of bed to stretch or anything because they're worried that they'd get a second wind and immediately not feel sleepy anymore. unfortunately for them, they still aren't falling asleep and are starting to go insane because they're so bored but so tired but are still holding on until they fall asleep. next thing they know, the birds are chirping and the sun is rising. they end up screaming into their pillow before getting ready for the long day ahead of them.

- ushijima, daichi, suga, iwaizumi, aran, kita, sakusa, kyotani

would start thinking about things that happened years ago

these boys would want to be part of the ceiling group but they end up cringing at everything because their brains decided to remind them of something they did years ago. all they can do is continuously face palm every time a new embarrassing memory pops into their mind. like why did he cry and throw a tantrum first year of high school when their crush politely rejected them? 'oh remember when you tripped in front of the whole school during a fire drill because you wanted to go see your friend?'. thinking about something that wasn't even his fault too like when a kid threw up on him in kindergarten. anything under the sun to make this man feel embarrassed enough that he practically forces himself to sleep as best as he can.

- osamu, asahi, kindaichi, yamaguchi, kinoshita, akaashi, kageyama, goshiki

would play games on their phones

these boys wouldn't even try to sleep lol. they're immediately go on their phones and play dumb mobile games just to pass the time. it pays off in the end though because guess who has the highest score in the country for subway surfers? that's right this guy right here. they'd also probably download all the papas pizzeria games (yes they would pay for them) but end up getting frustrated because why the fuck did wally give them a 98% on the order station???

- kenma, suna, kunimi, matsukawa, nishinoya, shirabu, semi

have a dance party/pretend concert

these boys like to take their sleeplessness in stride and just throw on some banging music and dance around like nobody's business. they'll even turn on their led lights to simulate a dance club or something! they're having the time of their lives while they sing into a water bottle pretending it's a microphone and pretending that they're on a world tour performing for their adoring fans. they eventually tire themselves out and pass out on the floor.

- bokuto, makki, tsukishima (weird ik but let me have this</3), yamaoto, atsumu, tanaka, tendou

would call a friend

if they can't sleep, neither can their friends. they cannot stand the thought of being so bored in the middle of the night and they've already exhausted all other options so they decide to call up their best friend over and over again until they pick up. doesn't matter if the friend ends up being mad at them they just want company dude. after a few minutes though they'll start to fall asleep and snore loudly into the phone causing the other person to get annoyed and scream into the phone to wake them up and hang up because why call them if you're just gonna fall asleep.

- oikawa, lev, kuroo, hinata, fukunaga, komori, terushima,

[astronnova]

For the ship meme you reblogged, the eternal trio? Danny/Tucker/Sam.

YESSS!!!

send me a ship and i’ll tell you

who hogs the duvet: sam. she sleeps with 4 thick blankets

who texts/rings to check how their day is going: tbh i think all three are good about checking in with eachother!

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts: sam. she has access to a lot of money so she definately buys odd or out there gifts. though i think danny's pretty good at throwing random shit together given his family LOL

who gets up first in the morning: danny usually due to insomnia. if not, tucker who just naturally likes to be up early

who suggests new things in bed: sam throws down whatever new . ahem . item she's found with a big grin on her face while danny and tucker just sink into the couch to avoid looking at her (tbh though i think danny's the freakiest he just has shame too)

who cries at movies: tucker during horror movies. all three cry during those pet related movies though

who gives unprompted massages: sam. i like to think she's physically clingy especially more than danny and tucker who growing up together probably only ever did shit like fist bump

who fusses over the other when they’re sick: danny fusses the most (mainly because it reminds him how fragile compared to him they are. lol)

who gets jealous easiest: danny. and sam. tucker's chill

who has the most embarrassing taste in music: tucker and sam are both fans of niche jpop and kpop bands. they try to hide this. danny doesnt care

who collects something unusual: sam would collect shitty funko pops when she's older. danny likes collecting interesting looking scrap metal that his dad sets aside

who takes the longest to get ready: sam. tucker and danny just sniff the nearest shirt to see if its dirty and then throw it on

who is the most tidy and organised: also sam

who gets most excited about the holidays: sam

who is the big spoon/little spoon: danny typically middlespoons. sam loves to big spoon both of them BUT she has the shortest arms so shes just grabbing at whoever's farthest from her

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports: video games? tucker. sam is a backseat gamer though. anything physical? sam

who starts the most arguments: sam. tho she mellows out the older they get

who suggests that they buy a pet: SAM. she comes home every day with a shelter pet on her phone saying "we have to guys!"

what couple traditions they have: ......patching danny up? LOL IDK

what tv shows they watch together: danny loves shitty reality tv like big brother or survivor, sam and tucker both like anime

what other couple they hang out with: ....johnny and kitty. not willingly though. kitty and johnny crash the place and are like "LETS GO ON A DOUBLE DATE!", danny asks why and johnny says "so we can dodge the GIW come on lets just do it as a group!"

how they spend time together as a couple: watching shitty movies or playing video games (when theyre not dealing with ghosts)

who made the first move: sam

who brings flowers home: tucker, mostly because one time sam kept dropping obvious hints about wanting someone to gift her flowers one time and when he bought them both flowers sam was overjoyed and danny was super flustered

who is the best cook: tucker. danny was raised by a chemist who stored corrosive materials in the fridge next to the milk and eggs and sam was rich and never usually cooked for herself. sam brags she can make a mean grilled cheese though (its all she can make)

[no-passaran]

a few years ago, someone in university told me she didn't want to be friends (we had met up for coffee once) because I'm *xyz sign* and her experience has been that *xyz sign* tend to be emotional master manipulators, they like to play the victim in situations where they caused the drama. Obviously every person is entitled to whatever boundaries they want to have for friendship and dating but it's not ok to just accuse me of being a certain way on grounds of... the date I was born lol.

Like I used to think this stuff was ok as long as people didn't take it seriously, and as long as it's just "oh I'm a *xyz* that is why I'm artsy :-)" but now I honestly just want nothing at all to do with it, and I don't want to know anything about it either.

Wow, I'm so sorry you were told that. Thank you for sharing your experience.

Astrology is a form of bigotry, after all. Assuming that a whole demographic (people born in x time) share a series of personality traits, assigning those personality traits to people you've never even met because of this aprioristic belief about their demographic. It's the definition of bigotry.

In Western society, astrology is less of a problem than other discriminatory systems (racism, sexism, homotransphobia, classism, etc) because it's not as widely believed and hasn't become entrenched in the societal organization to be a systemic issue present in the social, cultural, and legal spheres and interpersonal relations that affect us everyday. (That is not the case in other places like, for example, India, where astrology might dictate who you can and cannot marry and where the victim's astrological sign has been used in court to refuse justice to women who have been raped, justifying the man who raped them because women born under certain star positions are believed to be astrologically "bringers of bad luck" and even bringers of death, so they're free game to abuse!)

So I'm not comparing it when it comes to the effects it has, but on a personal belief level it's just as discriminatory. It's as stupid to say "I don't want to be friends with this person because they were born at X time so I assume Y bad things about them" than it would be to make the judgement based on someone's gender, ethnicity, class, etc. There have already been people (in Western countries where we don't traditionally have an astrology-based oppression system) reporting discrimination for their astrological sign: I've heard experiences similar to you with that "friend", but some have even explained how they were not believed about their pain when they could have found out earlier about their illnesses and refused renting a room because the flat bans people of certain astrological signs!

It can seem like it's harmless fun, but this is what the belief is promoting. It's only a logical continuation of believing in horoscopes to start making these generalizations. It also contributes to normalizing these patterns of thought according to which it's "normal" and "truthful" to consider that whole demographic groups share the same traits (that is: bigotry; lowering our guard in front of more serious ones like racism, sexism, etc).

I don't think we should go around shaming people who talk about it, but I am certain that it is a responsibility not to contribute to spreading this form of bigotry, especially now that it's on the rise and becoming more popular among young people. For example, it goes against our interests as queer community to make space for astrology in our events (making people introduce themselves with their name and their sign, or painting astrology as some kind of radical queer thing somehow just because it's trendy??), I think we should stop promoting these beliefs in magazines, and start challenging our friends who believe in it to think of how it works (and how it prepares them for other forms of discrimination).

Idk sorry for answering with such a long text but I'm tired of seeing it rise too and I had a friend who went though that, she got really into astrology because her other friends were into it, and once that anti-scientific proof door was open she got into moon landing denialism and now she believes in conspiracy theories and it's very annoying to talk with her lol.