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baiboop · 2 years ago

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GUYS! i was listening to get free by lana del ray the other day on my bike ride and just randomly it just hit me this song is about seasons 1-5 sam.

let me tell you my analysis:

Finally... I'm crossing the threshold

From the ordinary world to the reveal of my heart

(okay obviously, this is talking about his leave for college. the “ordinary world” referencing his life with his dad and brother and how that was his ordinary but now he gets to follow his heart and break free from the way things ‘should’ be.)

Undoubtedly... That will for certain

Take the dead out of the sea and the darkness from the arts

(to me this is sam knowing that his leave will uproot his family and cause major issues. i think these lyrics double as showing for sam: a stir and deep change taking place within himself as he feels normal for once. which takes the “darkness” out of him. as for his family relationship: taking the dead out of the sea would reference himself, he’s taking himself out of the situation and changing the sea would cause ripples and waves. leaving dean and john in disarray.)

This is my commitment, my modern manifesto

I'm doing it for all of us who never got the chance

(sams commitment to leaving, his fights with john about his departure, hes truly set in stone about this change. the second part is such a sam thing to say, “all of us” referencing anyone who feels different/out of place, he’s saying he’s taking back his life for himself and showing everyone like him that they can too.)

For... and for... (shut up, shut up)

And all my birds of paradise (shut up, shut up)

Who never got to fly at night (shut up, shut up)

'Cause they were caught up in the dance

(again sams feeling trapped his whole childhood, he feels sympathetic for anyone who felt the same. he couldn’t “fly” because he was stifled by his family and hunting, the dance he was caught up in was quite literally just his family dynamic.)

Sometimes it feels like I've got a war in my mind

I want to get off, but I keep riding the ride

I never really noticed that I had to decide

To play someone's game, or live my own life

(to me this is pushing on farther, he’s reunited with dean and they’re looking for john: SO CLEAR! the war in his mind is the loyalty to his brother but he knows he doesn’t share deans desires in life. so he’s tearing himself apart by wanting to be there for dean, but simultaneously wanting some release and to escape. he keeps “riding the ride” as in he can’t escape hunting, hunting is a revolving door for him, like the boys say many times through out the series you’re never really out of the life. now we’re getting further along the line, they find out about the apocalypse, the game is gods plan for him and how he will be lucifer’s vessel. he just desperately wants to live his own life and be free from all of this.)

And now I do, I wanna move

Out of the black (out of the black)

Into the blue (into the blue)

(“out of the black into the blue” is him making that shift between trusting dean and trusting himself, obviously trusting himself leads him down the path with ruby which will be touched on later.)

Finally... Gone is the burden of the Crowley way of being

That comes from energies combined

(he’s finally done with the intense life that came from his family’s energy and beliefs, dean is in hell and he’s lost by himself.)

Like my part was I, was not discerning

And you, as we found out, were not in your right mind

(sam feels as though he was naive in his role to starting the apocalypse, he feels it was his part to play and wishes he hadn’t played it. the second line referencing both dean the day sam killed lilith and deans revival and finding him with ruby. dean acted rashly but ultimately was just trying to protect sam both times. sam sees his protectiveness as “not being in his right mind” because he doesn’t understand what dean is protecting, he doesn’t believe he deserves protecting.)

There's no more chasing rainbows and hoping for an end to them

Their arches are illusions, solid at first glance

But then you try to touch them (touch, touch)

There's nothing to hold on to (hold, hold)

(this part of the song literally sparked this whole thing: THIS! THIS IS DEAN. dean, for sam, is the illusion of stability. but when sam reaches out, dean isn’t there for him. he ends up going down demon blood path because he’s reaching for his brother to save him but dean isn’t there. deans presence and protectiveness doesn’t expand to sam’s specific emotional needs. dean can’t be there for sam the way sam needs him to. “there’s nothing to hold onto” to me specifically is sam saying, he wants dean to be able to save him, he wants to love his brother but it just doesn’t end up the way it should. he feels abandoned by dean despite deans best efforts.)

The colors used to lure you in (shut up, shut up)

And put you in a trance (ah, ah, ah, yeah)

(“the colors” being sam, this is sams commentary on dean, he’s saying dean used to be there for him because he was lured by the illusion of a perfectly sweet little brother, of a kid who needs protection. deans belief because of this illusion is that he has to protect sam no matter the cost. this belief effectively putting dean “in a trance” where dean makes decisions that he shouldn’t just because of this certain way of acting he’s used to.)

Sometimes it feels like I've got a war in my mind

I want to get off, but I keep riding the ride

I never really noticed that I had to decide

To play someone's game, or live my own life

(the war in his mind is now more emotional turmoil than the previous conflict over escaping hunting. it’s the feelings from the impending apocalypse leering over sam, he just wants it to end but he and dean are stuck playing the game.)

And now I do, I wanna move

Out of the black (out of the black)

Into the blue (into the blue)

Out of the black (out of the black)

Into the blue (into the blue)

Out of the black (out of the black)

Into the blue (into the blue)

(now after all his evolution, i think this is referencing that he wants to move out of this era of his life. he knows he can’t go back to being normal, he longs for the simpler times, he just wants his old life with dean back. even though that was the very thing he tried to escape, he came full circle because of all the bad that happened.)

#1 am ramblings #i have no clue what has gotten into me #if you haven’t heard this song plz listen #this for all the #sam girl #s #and #sam stan #sam winchester #supernatural #spn #god the part about the rainbows and not being able to reach them #SCREAMS SAMS RELATIONSHIP WIRH DEAN #DEAN IS THE RAINBOW #ramblings #sorry for my rambling #mini rant

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years ago

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Could I please request platonic!motherly reader with ciel? The only competent worker besides the butler, smart/diligent/hard working but still pleasant to be around, but slowly she has worked her way into the earls heart as someone he ‘begrudgingly’ cares about. She sings beautifully and is given permission to sing when there are no guests, some nights she can do a private show for everyone in the manor 💜 I can practically hear the acoustics 👌 I CAN SEE FINNY VIBIN ALONG ~

One night she is secretly tasked by Sebastian to come to the lords room as he’s having a terrible night terror, she stands off to the side of the lump of sobbing covers and starts singing A mhaigdean Bhan Uasal (from Brave yes, BUT GOD ITS BEAUTIFUL) and is able to bring him down, maybe even feel like for just a second that his mom was back? 😭 plz and Ty

first of all I had to zoom to this request because holy shit how do you know what kinds of things I want to write EVEN BEFORE I DO?? ARE U A WIZARD BESTIE????

but uh DANG I could see Finny vibing!! and all the others! tho Sebby vibes............... quietly.......... but he still do vibe........................

ANYWAY I HAVE NO TEARS LEFT PLEASE LET ME HUG THIS LIL MAN I AM RUINED

DISCLAIMER: This piece is accompanied by a few sections of lyrics from the song “A Mhaighdean Bhàn Uasal” from Disney’s Brave! I don’t own the song, don’t claim to, and am not profiting off this piece at all.

You’ve always thought that even though he’s no longer a child, your young master deserves some kind of maternal presence.

It’s difficult as you don’t want to be presumptive, but… he seems to have accepted you as that presence. At least in a way. Your singing brightens the household, so much so that once in a while he actually takes a break simply in order to have a cup of tea and listen to you.

SEBASTIAN keeps you well under his thumb, as well, though he doesn’t have to watch you as closely as he does the other servants. You do your job dutifully and with almost as much perfection as the butler himself. All else aside, you think he’s proud of you. Whatever else is true, he seems to enjoy your serenades just as much as everyone else.

The rest of the staff handle combat quite easily; you’ve seen them do that. They protect the earl from every outside threat which comes for him. Sometimes you don’t know how you fit with the rest of them, because you’re not a fighter.

Then comes the night when you realize that you’re not here to protect CIEL from intruders ― you’re here to protect him from the parts of his mind that try to swallow him whole.

It starts when you open your eyes to find Sebastian at your bedside, with a careful hand on your shoulder. All it takes is for him to whisper, “Apologies, my lady, but the young master has requested your presence,” for you to be hurrying to your feet and slipping on a robe so that you’re dressed in more than your nightgown as you follow him.

It’s never happened before. You’ve never been woken in the early hours of the morning and summoned to Ciel’s room, and for what reason? It scares you a bit, concerned that something must be wrong.

When you enter the room, it becomes clear that your worries are correct. The sheets are a mess, except for the comforter which is bunched up at the foot of the bed… presumably, that’s the image of your master wrapped up in it. He’s still short and slight even as an adult, and it appears he’s attempting to make himself as small as possible at the moment.

Worse yet, you realize that you haven’t ever heard the sound of him sobbing until now. You’ve been with him for years, and this is the first time you’ve heard your master cry.

There he is, the Earl of Phantomhive, curled up under his bedclothes, hiding and wailing like a hurt child.

In a way, you suppose that’s what he’s been ever since you met him, and that’s what he’s remained, because he’s found nothing to help him heal.

Your gaze shifts briefly to Sebastian, seized by the urge to grab his arms in fear. You’ve never seen Ciel quite like this before. Does Sebastian really think you know what to do? Shouldn’t you be asking him?

“He refuses anything I offer.” The butler’s voice is kept low as he gives you the only explanation he can. “I admit I told a little white lie in saying that he requested you, my lady, and I sincerely apologize for that… but… I’m at a loss. My thought was that you might be able to calm him. Perhaps with a song?”

Then you look back to Ciel. The young man is trembling beneath the comforter, and you can see his hands clutching, gripping, unsure whether to pull it closer or throw it off entirely. It looks, however, like he’s terrified that something awful will happen if he leaves his hiding place.

You don’t know everything about what’s happened to your poor master. What you do know is that he’s been through hell and came back standing as tall as he possibly could.

But you don’t think it made him stronger. It was himself who made him stronger. You think what he’s been through just hurt.

Does Sebastian really think a simple lullaby can be of any comfort?

Still, you take a few steps, and tentatively kneel at the side of the bed, near the end where Ciel is sat. “My lord,” you say softly. Just to get his attention. Just to draw his focus to you, so that maybe his mind will throw away the focus he has on everything which has hurt him. “I’m here. Can you hear me?”

You can see his eyes from inside the comforter. One of them glows. The one he always covers, burning like some pink flame in the night, with a pattern you can’t make out. Now’s not the time to ask, because there’s terror in them both, and he seems to be looking through you. “I… I can… who are you? I don’t…”

“It’s just me. It’s (Name).” Part of you thinks it should hurt that he doesn’t recognize you. It’s a tiny part, though. He’s caught somewhere between a memory and the present; you can’t blame him for being confused. “It’s only Sebastian and I here. It’s alright.”

You should have expected, perhaps, that when you reached your hand toward him, he would smack it away as he does. The fear reignites, its message clear ― even though he knows who you are, he’s afraid of being hurt. “Don’t touch me!” Twin rivers make their way down his face, dripping down onto the bed, his eyes pleading with you.

“… Don’t…” His voice comes out quieter after that. As if he didn’t truly mean to snap at you, but the thought of touch right now is unbearable. “Please… don’t touch me…”

Instantly your hands are held up, away from him, showing that you aren’t going to try that again. “I won’t, I won’t. I promise.”

He’s crying and breathing so hard, you’re anxious he might work himself into an asthma attack. So you perch one hand on the board at the end of the bed, and set the other on the mattress in front of him. “Ciel…” Maybe if you speak to him as if he’s your son instead of your master. That’s how you think of him. That might be what he needs at the moment. “May I sing to you?”

A series of shuddering breaths makes his frame shake. That you’ve offered seems to make more tears fall. “W… would you…?”

You begin to hum quietly, a sound which could almost be mistaken for a violin playing the melody of your lullaby. So many of them you’ve collected over the years, but this one special for the simple fact that you speak your mother tongue within it.

“A naoidhean bhig, cluinn mo ghuth,”

you start; a flawless soprano that some people have likened to a goddess or a faerie. It floats high above the rest of the world and acts as a gossamer blanket. A shield unlike the one Sebastian offers. Much gentler, see-through, delicate as silk and strong as steel.

“Mise ri d’ thaobh, Ó mhaighdean bhàn ar rìbhinn òg, fàs a’s faic do thìr, dìleas fhéin…”

The song and your voice wrap him up in security. Not so loose that he doesn’t feel safe, not so tight that he feels restricted. It settles over him like a dusting of snow, and it brings back better memories.

Memories of sitting by the fireplace at night, then being carried back to his room. A kiss on his forehead. A pair of arms encircling him within a larger bed than his own. A hand rubbing up and down his back to ease his coughing. A warm blanket when cold winter winds would rattle the windows.

Things which have been lost.

Things which he could have again, if only he would reach out for them.

Things which existed in his mother, and which also exist in you.

“A ghrian a's a ghealach, stiùir sinn gu uair ar cliù 's ar glòir naoidhean bhig, ar rìbhinn òg mhaighdean uasal bhàn.”

It’s like you’re watching him come back to life, back into himself, back into the present. He remembers where he is and who he is and what’s going on.

You meet his eyes, and you can see it ― he knows he’s safe.

Thin fingers creep out from within the comforter… setting on top of where yours are resting. He holds your hand with as much strength as he can muster right now, as if he thinks you might vanish if he holds too tightly.

As soon as you give him a tender smile, he shifts wholly. His body slips off of the bed, bringing the comforter with him as he pushes down into your embrace. He’s still unsteady, thready breaths puffing against your neck as you pull him in.

Your arms hold him gingerly; aware that the hurt child inside him is screaming to you for comfort. You take all of it, the anger and the pain underneath it, and you let it all collapse against you.

Whatever Ciel might ever admit to, he needs you. He needs to be taken care of. He can’t do it all on his own like he’s been trying to ever since you met him.

If what he needs in this moment is for you to hold every single part of him that aches, you’ll do it.

When he opens his mouth, too exhausted to do anything else, it’s a whispered few notes that come out.

“Naoidhean bhig, ar rìbhinn òg…”

he echoes you tiredly. His voice just barely the rasp of a song, with the fear not quite gone from his eyes, he lets them fall closed. At least trusting that even if he’s scared, you’re not going to let anything hurt him, even the ghosts of things which have already hurt him.

“Mhaighdean uasal bhàn,”

you finish, final breaths against the crown of his head.

Nothing can harm him.

Not as long as you’re here.

You won’t let it.

#night terrors tw #ptsd tw #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Ciel #Sebastian #reader insert #platonic #familial #hurt/comfort #drama #angst #GIRL HELP I'M CRYING IN THE CLUB............#HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER THAN EVERYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED TO HIM #WAAAAAAAH!!!!#one hell of a queue

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p-taryn-dactyl · 2 years ago

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hey everyone!

[Update: i have an Agatha request that ill be posting sometime this weekend, Just Another Name will ACTUALLY be posted by or before next Friday, and CIAFOM ch5 will be posted sometime in the next two weeks! also another Bucky fic will be out soon and so will practically all of my current requests <3 if anyone cares]

But that’s not really what i wanted to talk about lol

I was recently lying on my floor listening to music, as one does, and i heard the song Love in the Dark by Adele and I got ✨inspiration✨. So I have a fic series planned but I have one problem and it’s idk who the character is gonna be. If you have any character I’ve written for before you think would fit the song plz request them, or if there’s a character I haven’t written for but you want to see then also plz send them in!!!! I love y’all and I’m sorry I haven’t been writing a lot recently <3 <3 <3

Btw the song lyrics are under the cut if you haven’t heard it and don’t want to listen to it :)

Take your eyes off of me so I can leave I'm far too ashamed to do it with you watching me This is never ending, we have been here before But I can't stay this time 'cause I don't love you anymore

Please, stay where you are Don't come any closer Don't try to change my mind I'm being cruel to be kind

I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me

You have given me something that I can't live without You mustn't underestimate that when you are in doubt But I don't want to carry on like everything is fine The longer we ignore it, all the more that we will fight

Please, don't fall apart I can't face your breaking heart I'm trying to be brave Stop asking me to stay

I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated Ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me

We're not the only ones, I don't regret a thing Every word I've said, you know I'll always mean It is the world to me that you are in my life But I want to live and not just survive

That's why I can't love you in the dark It feels like we're oceans apart There is so much space between us Baby, we're already defeated 'Cause, ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Everything changed me

And I-I-I-I-I don't think you can save me

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kenj1sl0v3r · 2 years ago

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help >:(

okay, fnaf community of tumblr, i need help. i hope this reaches the right corner of this app because i’ve been looking for this for well over 4 years now.

so, over 4 years ago i heard a song in a fnaf song compilation and i haven’t been able to find it anywhere since.

i’m pretty sure it was a fnaf 1 song.

it was something to do with shutting/opening doors, and door may even be in the title.

this song was not popular at all. the singer had a very deep, brooding voice and at some point in the song they sang about the experience of being killed by purple guy/dying and then returning as a suit i think?

the song i’m looking for is NOT ‘just gold’, ‘let me through’, or ‘creepin towards the door’.

i can’t remember the quality of the song, but i can remember it sounding old.

i’ve asked around in comment sections, and i’ve spent hours on youtube before trying to find the song but the exact compilation i used to listen to was removed.

someone help plz and thank you

edit: I HAVE FOUND THE SONG

#fnaf #fnaf music #five nights at freddys #fnaf help #help pls #fnaf at freddy’s #freddy fazbear #freddy fazballs #fnaf chica #toy chica #golden freddy #fredbear #golden bonnie

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comfyswitcherblanketfort · 4 years ago

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Since you asked 'It will come back' by our Hozi boi (i feel like this is a creature Jask vine hardcore)

Y’all plz listen to this song if you haven't heard it its so fucking good and i fux with it hard. I see your creature Jask and raise you canon Geralt.

As a fellow touch starved idiot like Geralt I just couldn’t resist. This got LONG, much longer than I thought and I have lost all objectivity. I hope you like it! 😂

Warnings: Hella self loathing, mainly just big time moodiness, we got swearing as always in my fics lol

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Geralt couldn’t say he was surprised when the bard fell into the seat across from him in Posada, annoyed but not surprised. With his pristine clothes and expensive shoes he looked like a noble’s son on a rebellious streak or a mission to ‘find himself’, so it was part of the script for him to approach Geralt. He was different, dangerous, a new shiny toy that would be cast aside rather quickly.

But he stayed. Not only did he stay, but he was also kind and jovial, even protective at times. Geralt was surprised by this, of course, but it was clear the young man wasn’t aware what he said had any effect on the witcher. Jaskier must not have been taught, Geralt concluded, that witchers were abominations. The bard couldn’t know his small smiles and stupid jokes were wrapping the witcher around his little finger. He didn’t understand what he was doing, surely.

Geralt began insisting on roughing it more often. There was a week, about four months in, where he thought Jaskier had finally had enough of him. Good, he’d thought, he can leave before he becomes a weakness. But he had been careful not to put into words ‘before he becomes my weakness.’

When Jaskier stormed off into the woods and came back a few minutes later with an angry gleam in his eyes but forgiveness on his tongue Geralt was stunned.

When those eyes softened in… pity? sadness? understanding? Geralt was terrified. In that moment he was sure he would rather endure another round of trials than lose this stupid little human.

So he did the only thing he knew how. He withdrew and drew a wide circle around himself that he did his best to keep the bard out of. He snapped at him, critiqued his songs, drove him near the breaking point of human exhaustion, but this human wouldn’t leave. And his persistence wore him down occasionally.

There were nights he leaned into Jaskier’s warmth. When he was too tired to fight and the bard’s words were sweet as honey they would talk. He told stories from Kaer Morhen that none but his brothers knew, told Jaskier how he got all his scars, told him about his first heartbreak. It felt too good. Too comfortable. He began to fight it less and less, finding he enjoyed letting go of this particular shield around the bard.

Then Jaskier hugged him, and he hugged back.

Every bone in Geralt’s body was screaming. His arms were warm and comforting, almost bringing tears to his eyes as Geralt failed to pull away. His body was begging for more, to be held and treated gently, but his mind was in a fog of panic.

Geralt couldn’t let it happen again.

He wracked his brain trying to think of ways to get Jaskier to leave and stay gone, if not for his own safety then for Geralt’s sanity. He realized with a mix of horror and confusion that he’d become inexplicably attached to Jaskier.

Geralt felt a bitterness creep in over the next few months.

There was no way the bard didn’t know the effect he had on him. Geralt was helpless. He couldn’t tell him no, couldn’t sleep without him near, couldn’t think about anything but him when their hands brushed or their knees knocked beneath a table. He wasn’t bitter because of the bard’s hold on him, no, he was bitter because he knew as soon as he gave in and let himself fall into Jaskier like he wanted to he would never be able to climb back to the surface.

He already noticed how he’d changed. He was more patient, more self-assured, better able to understand the way a husband might lash out over his missing wife. It irked Geralt to admit it, but the bard had chipped away at a small section of his armor and made him soft again; almost vulnerable.

The bitterness turned into a possessiveness he’d never experienced and, frankly, it scared him. Geralt began to miss him when he wasn’t near, felt a kind of desperation when the bard wouldn’t look at him that made him want to pull his hair out.

Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. They were laying out their bedrolls near the fire and Jaskier winked at him, fucking winked.

“What are you playing at?” he demanded, throwing his bedroll at their pile of packs.

“Oh calm down, you big brute. It was a joke. Or are you too old for those?”

Geralt tried to answer but found he was unable. The torrent of emotions swirling in his chest wanted out and he was choking on them, anchored to the spot. He just stood and stared at Jaskier as he went about his business for a moment longer.

“What, Geralt?”

“You can’t keep doing this to me…” his words barely left his mouth but he regretted them as if he’d shouted from the mountain tops.

Jaskier’s face was unreadable, “What is it that I’m doing to you?”

Geralt grit his teeth and clenched his fists. The problem was he had no idea what the bard was doing to him.

“If you’re going to leave, or resent me… just go now. I can’t take it. You’re perfectly capable of finding a nice wife to fill your father’s castle once he’s gone. Stop wasting your time on me and… and making me…”

Jaskier stepped closer, a frown creating a new line between his brows, “Making you what, Geralt?” his tone was almost impatient, but there was an edge of something Geralt dare not identify.

The witcher could barely breathe, he just stared into the fire to his right and screwed up his face in shame. He couldn’t say it. He’d probably never be able to say it.

Then Jaskier’s fingers were trailing down his forearm and gently grasping his ring and pinky fingers as he whispered, “If you need time, take it. I’m not going anywhere.”

Geralt’s chest tightened and he snarled before he could think of stopping himself, “For fuck’s sake, don’t be kind to me.”

Jaskier tilted his head, still not letting go of Geralt’s hand, “Why wouldn’t I be kind to you?”

“Because I don’t know what to do with it!” Geralt felt as if he were tumbling off a cliff even though he was staring at his feet firmly planted on the ground, “If I accept your… your.. Whatever this is and you leave I’ll be broken. Please, for the love of Melitelle, just go so I can breathe. You don’t know what it is you’re offering when you say these things.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere.” Jaskier insisted, not budging an inch.

Geralt found he wasn’t strong enough to pull his hand from the bards grasp, not even to make an attempt, “You know better than to hold me like this…”

“Clearly I don’t.” Jaskier argued, that edge of frustration in his voice coming back, “Why is this so fucking hard for you? I’ve seen you bed men, tell me it’s not just me that’s so abhorrent to you.”

“You can’t afford to be tied to me like that… and I can’t afford to lose you…” Geralt whispered, doing his best to shove the tears back down his throat.

“I believe what I deem worth paying is up to me,” Jaskier tilted his chin up, looking directly into his eyes with such a tenderness that Geralt’s knees almost gave out, “Stop pushing me away.”

Their faces were terrifyingly close, so close Gealt could feel the bard’s breath on his neck as he tried to steady the shaking of his hands, “I want to…” he breathed, “...if I-”

Jaskier didn’t give him time to finish. He sealed his lips to his witcher’s and pulled him as close as he could. Geralt felt his heart twist in his chest, painfully so, like he would burst as soon as Jaskier pulled away.

To his surprise, when they parted, he didn’t keel over dead.

Jaskier brought his other hand up to rest against Geralt’s jaw, “I have every intention of keeping you. Forever.”

Geralt groaned in defeat, leaning his forehead against the bard’s, “Good. You’ll never get rid of me now.”

#geraskier #hozier #it will come back by hozier #geraskier fic #geraskier oneshot #it will come back geraskier #touch starved geralt #dumbass geralt #oblivious geralt #jaskier #geralt of rivia #patient jaskier #jullian alfred pankratz #song fic #regan writes #comfy writes #regan answers #comfy answers

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obeyme-sinners · 5 years ago

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I’m literally a sucker for anything soft so can you plz do the brothers reacting to an mc who can sing very well and they don’t know until she surprises them for their birthday or something of the sort. Thank you 🥺

Aksjdbsjcbd god I feel you anon, I need all the softness... I stuck with the birthday idea for this, so Beel and Belphie are wrapped up in one!

Lucifer

Honestly probably forgot that it was his birthday until Diavolo crashed into the House of Lamentation to start the party. It was a surprise party without it even meaning to, but everything was fairly normal until you started singing happy birthday along with his brothers. His mind immediately caught onto your voice, as did everyone else's - by the time the song ended it was only a boisterous Diavolo and you singing... After a moment's pause both Lucifer and Diavolo usher things along, probably understanding that you're shy about your ability if you haven't shown it this far into the year.

But later when he gets a chance, he'll invite you to his room to have a couple of drinks with him, and he'll eventually get to the point.

"I want to hear more of that lovely voice of yours. Show me just what you can do."

Mammon

He's heard you humming under your breath before, several times as you work on homework and the tasks that Lucifer gives you, but he never really thinks too hard on it. You've got a pretty good voice, but humming is a lot different than singing. Humming isn't very marketable you know, you should try singing sometime- but then his birthday comes around, and you simply hum along as the others sing him happy birthday and he's a little pouty about it. You end up in his room, way past the time the other brothers had slipped out after the marathon of movies that he had hosted oh-so-graciously. And finally, when he tries to pester you about your earlier quietness, you sing, and he is... Flabbergasted.

Now he doesn't want to share you at all.

"Ey... Only I get to hear this, right? No one else."

Leviathan

Dips on most of the normie birthday stuff to spend the majority of his day in his VR games celebrating with more virtual friends, but you and the brothers do eventually end up dragging him out of the room to at least give him a birthday dinner + cake and to sing to him upon your insistence. When you do sing, it's obvious that you're trying to make it cringey, if only to make him and the other brothers laugh at you. It works, and the song ends up devolving into giggles as you all decide to simply move onto the cake. But you follow him back up to his room afterwards, and before he can put his headphones on, you put your head on his shoulder and quietly sing the first line of the birthday song, shy and just for him to hear.

Queue the boy going red as he looks over at you, surprised at how lovely your singing voice is.

"Hey, uh- do you think you can sing other things, too?"

Satan

Doesn't really care for his birthday all that much, it's a weird and awkward time where he has to remember that he was quite literally birthed from Lucifer's wrath and... y'know. It's a little strange for him. But when it's you suggesting that you all celebrate his birthday like you normally do, he's... a bit more compelled to allow you it. So you all set up a little birthday party for him, making sure that you're all happy and laughing, and... well, at some point truth or dare happens, and you end up singing one of your favorite songs from the human world and everybody is floored. And Satan is sitting across from you, a smirk on his face that speaks of intrigue.

Later he'll ask you more about it, questioning whether or not you've had formal training.

"Either way, you are quite talented... I'd like to hear more."

Asmodeus

Biggest. Night out. Ever. Like seriously. Asmodeus managed to talk Lucifer into it, because it was either he was dragging out the entire family or having an orgy in his room all night, and no one wanted to listen to that. So you all piled into the car and went to The Fall, where karaoke is held, and everybody is required to participate upon pain of death because Asmodeus refuses to have his night ruined. By the end of the night the brothers (and you, if you choose) are all a little tipsy and when you take your turn, it turns into a small crowd gathering around the little open booth you had grabbed. And Asmodeus is of course, absolute enamoured.

He wants to know what that lovely voice will do... In other situations.

"My dear, sweet angel... Won't you sing for me? I want my own show~"

Beelzebub & Belphegor

Their birthday ends up being the second largest in the house, mostly because it's the one occasion that Beel can be relatively shameless in asking for shittons of food, and everyone actually is willing to indulge him. Belphegor is there mostly for the cake that comes later, and any cuddle pile that Beel usually pulls together during the movie night after cake stuff. This year is no different, in terms of the true mountains of food coming into the house, and the pile of gifts for the two of them that starts to stack up in the living room. But when you all gather to get the party started, and music is brought out upon the insistence of Asmo. A song that you happen to know comes on, and as you start singing it seems to draw all the attention of the brothers. Beel is staring at you, wide-eyed, and Belphie is smirking like he just found a thousand grimm in his pocket. Soon after that, they end up joining in with you and... surprise surprise, they both remember their angelic choir lessons. The three of you are the newest musical group in the House of Lamentation and from then on, random singing sessions end up popping up (at least between you and Beel, Belphie might be a little too tired most time to join in a lot).

"Wow, MC... you're really, really..."

"Amazing."

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sub-hoshi-enthusiast · 5 years ago

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More sub!hoshi plz??? Maybe sth based off his solo Touch??? Just an idea, no rush sweetie❤️❤️

Thank you for the request! Touch is one of my favorite songs so I listened to it, like, a hundred times while writing this lol. Also one of my personal favorite choreographies 👀

⚠️Warnings⚠️: sub!hoshi, fem!dom!reader, riding, breathplay?? (He wears a collar), thigh riding, mommy kink.

Special Show

Hot damn. That had been the only thing you could think of as you saw your boyfriend performing his new single Touch. Once Hoshi had told you that he had a solo performance, you immediately made sure to free your time and watch it. You had a lazy day at work and they released you early, letting you get home before Hoshi. You immediately went to the television, getting yourself comfortable with blankets and pillows. You turned on the t.v and flipped it to the channel he was going to be on and waited patiently for his performance. While you were watching other people perform, you decided to make some instant ramen for dinner as you waited for your boyfriend to appear on screen. You chuckled to yourself as you sat back on the couch with your food, knowing if Hoshi saw your unhealthy choice of food he would have thrown a fit. You snapped your head up with a smile, setting what was left of your food on the coffee table once you heard your boyfriend's name leave the MC's lips. You were slightly surprised as the music started, realizing the song was sexual. You swear your jaw almost fell off as you saw what Hoshi was wearing.

The tight leather pants he was wearing hugged his beautiful thighs perfectly. The loose, black, silk button up he was wearing was tucked into his pants, showing off his thin waist. The shirt had the first three or so buttons undone, showing off his broad chest. He was also wearing a collar around his neck that had a ring in the center of it, which you realized would be perfect for the leash you had in your closet. His deep voice as he sang only made you squeeze your thighs together more. You bit your bottom lip as you saw Hoshi's body skillfully dance along to the music.

Your ramen sat on the coffee table, long forgotten, and for sure cold by now, as the lights dimmed on the stage, hiding your boyfriend from view. You sat completely still until the MC's voice announcing another artist to perform, snapping you out of your very lewd thoughts of your boyfriend. You reached for the remote and turned off the tv, getting up to throw away your cold bowl of ramen. When you got back to the couch, you looked at your phone to see you had received a message from Hoshi.

Hey bby!

I just finished my performance! (*˘︶˘*)

You giggled at his messages. How was it possible that he could be this cute after being a literal sex god on stage?

I know baby

I just saw it

Really?

Did you like it?? ♡✧( ु•⌄• )

Of course baby!

I always love your performances ♡3♡

Aww, you're too sweet (//▽//)

You bit your lip, thinking before smirking and sending him another message.

I was wondering…

???

Could you bring home the outfit you

were wearing tonight babyboy?

Why?

Well…

I was hoping you would give me

a more… private performance.

If you get what I'm saying.

It took Hoshi a few minutes to respond, making you more curious by the second. Then he finally sent you a picture of the lower half of his face and down, still in the outfit he had on stage. He was biting his lip and pulling down the collar of the shirt slightly, showing off his collarbones. You bit your lip as you thought about leaving marks all over him.

I told them I would just get changed

at home cause I was too tired.

I'll be home soon mommy ❤

You smirked and set your phone down, going back in your bedroom to retrieve the leash. You moved the coffee table out of the way, deciding you wouldn't be able to wait to get to the bedroom. You draped the leash over the arm of the couch. After waiting a few minutes, you heard the sound of the door opening. You immediately sprung up from the couch, meeting your boyfriend by the door as he finished taking off his shoes. He whimpered when you slammed him against the door, pressing your lips to his in a heated kiss. He dropped his duffle bag, you assumed it held the clothes he wore before the concert, before he tangled his fingers in your hair. You pulled back, hooking your finger into the ring on his collar and tugging him into the living room. You stumbled onto the couch, pulling him onto your lap and continuing to kiss him.

"Mommy really liked your performance today baby." You told him in a low voice once you had pulled away, squeezing his ass as you said it. He bit his lip and closed his eyes, his hips rolling lightly into yours. You leaned up so you were whispering in his ear. "Why don't you do it again, just for mommy this time." His breath hitched in his throat as you bit on his earlobe, before he nodded and reached for his phone. His hands were shaking slightly in excitement as you lightly trailed your fingers up and down his thighs while biting and sucking random spots on his chest and collarbones. He finally found the song and clicked it, standing up and setting his phone on the coffee table before standing in front of you.

You felt your heart stop for a second as Hoshi looked up at you with hooded eyes, starting to move his hips to the beat of the music. His movements were mesmerizing as he danced, unbuttoning his shirt in the process. When he had turned around you brought one of your hands up to squeeze his ass, making him whine as he continued to dance for you. When he faced you again, he had finished unbuttoning his shirt, letting it fall down his arms and throwing it next to where you were on the couch. You bit your lip as you watched his torso muscles tense and un-tense as he expertly moved his body. When he had gotten closer to you, you grabbed his hips and pulled him to sit on your lap. He seemed surprised for a second before he seductively rolled his hips side to side, and sometimes into yours, in time with the music. You could see the prominent bulge straining against the leather pants he was wearing.

Your mind clouded with arousal as you moved so he was straddling one of your thighs and pushed his hips down onto it. He opened his mouth in a silent moan before continuing to slowly move his hips into your thigh. Pretty soon, both of you had completely blocked out the music as Hoshi was bouncing on your thigh with his head thrown back, letting out delicious sounds as he gripped your shoulders. You grabbed the leash from its place on the couch and hooked it into the collar. Hoshi moaned louder as you pulled the leash, bringing him face to face with you so you could leave kisses along his jaw. He whimpered as he moved his hips faster.

"O-oh fuck- mommy! Mommy 'm gonna cum! F-fuck- please mommy!" You knew he wasn't begging for release, even though he was grinding into you as fast as his hips would let him. You grinned against his jaw and grabbed his hips, making him move them faster. He whined, his hands reaching down to claw at your biceps in panic. "N-no! Want mommy to F-fuck me! Please fuck me mommy!"

"Mommy wants to see you get off on her thigh first, alright baby?" The promise of another orgasm made Hoshi scream out a moan and nod frantically. You smirked and tensed your thigh, making him gasp and let out one last moan before he came in his pants.

"Look at what a mess you made, baby." You cooed at your boyfriend as you lied him down on the couch, sitting yourself between his legs. He mumbled incoherently, unable to give you a proper answer after his powerful orgasm. You removed your own clothes before reaching for the edge of his pants, carefully pulling them down his legs and removing his boxers soon after. You pulled at the leash making him whimper as you leaned down slightly to kiss him. As the kiss got more heated, you felt his dick twitch to life, making you smirk against his lips before you pulled away. He whined at the loss of contact before gasping as you gripped his cock tightly.

"You're getting hard again already baby. You must really want me to fuck you, huh?" He whined as you leaned down to whisper in his ear. "Why don't you tell mommy how much you want it. Beg for it." You could feel the pants he let out against your ear before you pulled back to look at his flushed face. You loosened your grip on his cock, only barely brushing your fingertips along his shaft, making him whine out beneath you.

"Please! Please touch me mommy!"

"Where? You need to be more specific baby."

"Fuck- Everywhere!! My d-dick, my thighs, my chest- everywhere! Please mommy!" You smirked, pleased with his answer before you grabbed his dick again, quickly stroking him. Hoshi cried out, throwing his head back in pleasure and grabbed the pillow under his head. You lightly trailed the fingertips of your other hand over the underside of his thighs, knowing how sensitive they were. He kept whimpering, his hips bucking up every once in a while to fuck into your hand. Once he was fully hard again, you took your hand off him. He whined in distress, bucking his hips up into thin air. You chuckled at his desperateness before moving to hover above the tip of his cock. You stayed still for a minute, seeing how long it would take him until he started to thrust up into you. He whined, tilting his head to look up at you.

"Please mommy… I've been a good boy, haven't I?" Your heart melted at the broken tone of his voice.

"Of course you have, baby." You cooed at him, sinking down on his cock. He threw his head back with a whine, trying his best not to move his hips as you bottomed out. "Mommy's best boy." He whimpered and bit his lip. You slowly started to move your hips in a figure eight motion, speeding up once more and more noises of pleasure left his lips. It wasn't long before you had him screaming beneath you, writhing in pleasure as you bounced quickly on his cock. His hair was sticking to his forehead with a light sheen of sweat that covered his entire body. You readjust your grip on the leash you still held in your hand, lightly tugging it to make sure he would listen to you.

"Look at you baby, all fucked out beneath me. You looked so dominating and intimidating on that stage earlier, didn't you? What do you think everyone would think if they saw you like this, moaning like a whore underneath me?" He moaned louder at the degrading nickname, his hips unconsciously bucking to meet yours.

"F-fuck! I- AH- I don't care!! I-I don't care what they t-think!! J-just want mom-my to fuck me l-like the slut I am! M-mommy's good slut!" You groaned at his answer, bouncing on him faster. The new speed caused Hoshi to arch his back off the couch with a cry of pleasure.

"That's right baby. No one else can fuck you like this, can they? My pussy is the only one that will ever be able to make you cum. Go on baby, I want to hear you say it." You growled in his ear, tugging the collar a little harder, making his whines louder.

"S-shit! Mommy's the o-only person that can satisfy m-me! The only one that can m-make me cum! No one can touch me like you do mommy! F-fuck- You o-own me!" You leaned down, sucking and biting more marks onto his skin. "F-fuck mommy! I-I'm gonna cum mommy! Please let me c-cum mommy, please!!" His high pitched cries made you clench around him. He sobbed, a few tears falling down his face as he tried to hold it in.

"Wait." He sobbed again, his hips trying to leave the pleasureful feeling of your warm walls around him. You bounced on him faster, making his voice crack with a moan as you tried to reach your high. "Y-you only get to cum after I do, okay slut." He whined loudly, quietly hiccuping as more tears fell down his face. Having a little mercy on him, you trailed your fingers down to your clit, making your eyes roll back in your skull as you came with a groan. Hoshi cried out in relief beneath you, moaning hoarsely as his hot seed covered your soft walls. You both panted quietly, tears still falling down Hoshi's face as he tried to calm down. You looked up, wiping the tears off your boyfriend's face and gently kissing him. He happily sighed against your lips as you pulled him out of you. You pulled away, loving pressing your forehead against his. You slowly opened your eyes, taking the collar off of your boyfriend and throwing it somewhere.

"You okay baby?" He opened his eyes, smiling at your concern.

"I-" he was cut off by a cough as his vocal cords had been pushed to their limits by how much he screamed. You hurriedly ran to the kitchen, returning a few minutes later with a glass of water. He smiled up at you gratefully, bringing the glass to his lips once he sat up. You were about to hand him his boxers after you put on your own underwear, but decided to grab some from your room after seeing the drying cum that stained the front. You came back to the couch, gently tossing him some boxers. He slipped them on, almost stumbling the first time he tried to stand up from the couch. You giggled at him before scooping him up in your arms, carrying him bridal style to your shared bedroom. Hoshi let out a surprised shriek as he was lifted off the ground, throwing his arms around your neck.

"Wah, my girlfriend's so strong!" You both laughed at his comment before you threw him on the bed.

"You are such a dork, you know that right?" You told him with a chuckle as you cuddled next to him under the covers. He hummed contentedly and snuggled up to you under the covers, closing his eyes.

"But you love me anyways." Hoshi mumbled with a small smile. You fondly smiled at his sleepy form, kissing him lightly on the forehead.

"Yeah, I do."

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crowdedimagines · 5 years ago

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Lights Up - Harry Styles

i literally have been listening to this song on repeat since it came out and i highly recommend. hope you guys enjoy xx an: italics are flashbacks

It’s been months in the process, but the day is finally here. Today is the day that Harry releases new music. We’ve been waiting for this for what feels like all year. He has been perfecting everything, making sure that this album can measure up to his first one.

“Hey.” I grin, walking downstairs and walking in to the living room. Harry is sat on our couch, his leg anxiously bouncing up and down. He has his phone in his right hand while he bites at the skin on his finger on his left. We’re home tonight. Harry decided he wanted a night in for when the single is released. A listening party can come later with the whole album.

“Hmm?” Harry looks up, completely having missed my greeting.

“How’s it going?” I reach out and run a hand back through his curls. It’s something I’ve picked up on since we started dating that he really enjoys. It manages to relax him and pull him from his own thoughts.

“M’nervous.”

“Yeah, isn’t that the way it goes every time you release new music?” I sit down next to him on the couch. He leans back and pulls me closer against him. He sets down his phone, there’s a good twenty minutes before the song drops.

“I guess. It’s just always so different when it’s just you. It’s not me and the boys, still not used to it.”

“Well, I know that the fans are going to absolutely love this. Harry, it’s a brilliant song.”

“You haven’t even heard it yet.” He smirks.

He’s right. I haven’t listened to it yet, not that Harry hasn’t offered. I was a fan before I met him, I did the late nights of waiting up. There’s a sense of nostalgia of being surprised with everyone else. It’s been difficult, but I’ve managed to refrain.

“Not yet.” I grin back. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t know you. I know this song is going to be a smash hit.”

Not that I haven’t heard him mumble words here and there. Harry is always singing the tune of something, whether it be Fleetwood Mac, One Direction, or something he hasn’t even recorded yet. He always has a song going in his head.

“I just don’t want to let the fans down. They’ve already picked up on so much. Some are expecting an album already.”

“Well, that’s coming soon anyway.” I stop running my hand and turn his cheek lightly for him to face me, “In all honesty the fans will just be glad you’re posting publicly.”

He rolls his eyes and chuckles. He is very aware of how the fans want him to post more often. A lot of people think he’s inept of using social media, but it’s quite the opposite. He just chooses to share only certain things with them, he has a private story for close friends. A lot of Harry’s fans come to my account now for content, just to make sure he’s still alive and well. I do feature him, with permission. I think he secretly likes that I post about us, even though he feels like it’s something he can’t do on his account. He’s afraid because of the messages I might receive, but at this point I’m past all of the hate.

Harry reaches out and grabs his phone so he can tweet out another picture and post to instgram. Every couple of minutes he makes a new update, which drives the fans even more mad.

“They’re going absolutely mad.” He laughs reading over the comments.

“I’m sure, I know the feeling.” I laugh as I get up from the couch. I walk into the kitchen to grab a late night snack.

“That’s true. How do I always forget that my lovely girlfriend was a fangirl?” He traps me proudly between him and the kitchen island. His arms graze against my hips.

It’s true. I was a fan before I met him. I listened to all of the music, bought the vinyl, went to a concert, and even bought a tee shirt. That shirt is probably the reason I even got to talk to Harry when we first met.

I skim through the records, hunting for anything new. I come here fairly regularly, it’s the only place in L.A that I’ve found that carries a wide variety of vinyl. Since moving here, it’s become one of the places I like to escape to. Thankfully, it’s still fairly undiscovered so it isn’t completely flooded with tourists.

“Erik, is there anything else new?” I shout over to the man standing behind the register.

“You mean since you came in last week? No, you’re looking at the only new shelf.”

“Well that’s no fun.” I mumble, I continue to look anyway.

“I’ve got quite a large collection at my home if you’re looking for something specific.”

I don’t bother to turn and look at the stranger who just gave me a very suggestive yet somewhat nice comment. There were two strangers in here earlier, I never noticed anyone new come in.

“No thanks, I’m just looking anyway.” I continue to flip through record after record.

“That’s what makes it fun.”

I finally turn to see the man I’ve started a conversation with. My breath almost catches in my throat. I knew that voices sounded familiar. It caught me off guard to hear it in person. Harry Styles.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” I turn back to the records, trying to seem as unaffected even though I’m pretty sure both of us can hear my heart pounding in my chest.

“What? Now do you want to take me up on that offer?” I don’t have to look to know he has a smirk on his face.

“I don’t even know you.” I roll my eyes, hoping he can’t see the smile even though I’m sure he can.

“Your shirt begs to differ.”

I wish I could say it’s a fluke that I am wearing a band tee from his tour, but that would be a lie. It’s soft and I bought it oversized which just makes it comfy.

“I may know your music, but I don’t know you.” I counter, fulling turning to face him with a full blown smirk to match his.

“Well, let's change that.”

It’s been over a year since we first met. Everything has changed since then, in the best way possible. I can now say that I know Harry inside and out. He loves that I was a fan before we met, even if he likes to bring it up to tease every now and then.

“Don’t you have to like go be a famous rockstar or something?” I tease back, pushing my hips forward to meet his.

“I’m sure the fans wouldn’t notice a few minutes-” He starts to place kisses all down my neck.

“I assure you, they will.” I push back on his chest and manage to escape from his grasp. I grab a bowl of grapes from the fridge and rejoin him in the living room.

“What’s the countdown?”

“Three minutes.”

“This is so exciting!” I cheer.

Harry pulls up the premiere on our TV. The screen is flooded with the live chat going on with the fans.

“Lights Up.” I grin, reading the text across the screen.

“I really hope you like it.” He leans over to press a kiss to my temple, and steal a grape.

“I’m sure I will, bub.” I give him an actual kiss now.

Soon enough, it’s showtime. I countdown shows up on the screen, as soon as it hits one my lungs drain of all oxygen as I wait for the downbeat. Harry reaches out his hand to place on my thigh, the whole time I can’t decide whether to focus on the lyrics, notes, or the video.

“Play it again.”

“What?” Harry laughs.

“I haven’t fully absorbed it yet.”

Harry starts it again, this time I can fully grasp everything and it’s beautiful. The way he puts his feelings into such a beautiful song amazes me. I can feel a single tear glide down my cheek, The smile growing wider on my face as the song fades to silence.

“Love-” He reaches out to wipe away the wet trail on my face.

“I know, I’m lame. Whatever-”

“No, I just wasn’t expecting that reaction. Made my heart skip a beat.”

“Harry, that song.” I shake my head, “It was something else.”

“I hope you mean in a good way.” He looks at me out of the corner of his eye. I can tell he’s trying to joke, but the tone of his voice tells me he;s actually nervous for my reaction.

“Harry, in the best way. I will never be able to get over how you are able to convey how you feel into a song that is beautiful and somehow still relatable. I loved it.”

Harry tackles me down into the couch, his tight around the back of my neck pulling me into a hug.

“Don’t scare me like that, love.” Harry groans into my hair.

“Did you think I was sad crying?” I laugh.

“I don’t know!”

“Awe poor me, my amazing rockstar boyfriend just released a crappy single!” I mimic.

“Hey, teasing isn’t very nice.” His grips changes to focus on digging into my hip.

“Alright, alright.” I grin giving in, “It’s lovely, Harry. Well done.”

“Thank you.” He smirks, he sits up and pinches my bum, causing me to yelp. He reaches for his phone again, I’m sure to tweet more of the publicity images. He doesn’t stop straddling me as he scrolls through his phone.

“Give me a big thumbs up.” Harry turns his phone towards me.

“What? No!” I cover up my face. Between the pajamas and lack of makeup I would prefer to stay off camera.

“Just going to me mum.” Harry explains, “Want to tell her it’s a hit at home.”

I peek out and smile widely, holding a big thumbs up.

“Perfect.”

I manage to wiggle my way out from under him so I can grab my bowl of grabs again from the table. I reach out for one when I notice a twitter and instagram notification.

Harry Styles has tagged you in a photo.

“Harry Edward Styles.”

FEEDBACK PLZ

#harry styles imagine #harry styles x reader #harry styles imagines #harry styles instagram #harry styles love #harry styles lights up #Harry Styles #lights up

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peak-dumbass · 5 years ago

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Thoughts on Sons of Garmadon cuz redesigns :]

Also instead of watching all of the season and then adding my thoughts later I instead took notes while watch the season so that’s why this post is incredibly long, sorry about that :/

Anyway enjoy :>

Sorry for the accidental posting and I don’t want to rewrite everything so here’s from the original post

Lloyd reading the title of the episode also caught me off guard the first time I watched this

Basically Lloyd caught me off guard entirely the first time I watched this

Also his eyebrows are now THICC

“Still thirsty?”

...

I can see why people like Nya a lot (._.’)

Nya’s badass and f—king love her

Also the water bubbles she makes look really nice

Jay mimicking Cole is adorable

The first time we see them after a year and the first thing we see them do is argue and disturb a group of people that took a vow of silence

I love them

“Did I call you at a bad time?” They’re in the middle of a fight with the mechanic, what do think?

Also Pixal calling Lloyd “Master Lloyd” :’/

“Whoever said fight fire with fire clearly didn’t know what they were talking about.” “Hey, you’re stealing my lines!” I love you Kai

“Who likes ice cream? I do! How was that line Kai?” I love you Zane

Them teasing Lloyd for his deeper voice and them just genuinely having family fun bonding time just fills me with such happiness that I can’t describe with words :’’’’’’’’>

Misako abandons Lloyd yet again, and she was just starting to act like a good mother in Hands of Time >:/

Jay is not understanding a single thing being said to him, but at least he’s trying 👌

Their excuse for not mentioning the royal family throughout the series is “they like their privacy”? Really? Like really? Are they expecting us to believe this bullish-t?

Lloyd seeing Harumi for the first time: Can You Feel The Love Tonight🎶

Now Cole’s the only one who hasn’t had a crush in the series he is so gay and the writers can’t convince me otherwise

Can I just say the lighting for the inside of the place is beautiful? Cuz it is.

Also I just realized Cole’s the only ninja that isn’t wearing sleeves on his ninja suit, that’s cool👌

Since Harumi’s natural hair color is white, does that mean she’s albino?

“The maskes must never be reunited” Says the person who reunited the mask >:/ I know she’s acting good here but still

“No thank you, I actually gave up sweets. My body is a temple.” The moment I heard that for the first time I was like “WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO MY BOI?! WHO HAS HURT HIM?!”

Lloyd, stop stalking the princess, that’s illegal >:|

“Don’t worry, we’re ninja, we’re experts at this kind of thing” They proceed to loose the mask, let their main villain onto their ship, and Lloyd gets a crush on her :/

Grade A ninja-ing right there 👌👌👌

I’m on episode 2 and seeing Harumi acting nice and sweet and connecting with Lloyd and knowing that she’s faking all of it, I just feel so so so so bad for Lloyd :’<

Cole, don’t try to give Lloyd advice about girls when you aren’t even attracted to them

Ok so I procrastinated a bunch on doing this for some reason so Yee, let’s continue

I’ve only seen Mystake for 1 scene and if anything ever happens to her I’ll kill everyone in this room and myself

Oof I’m now sad and realize why everyone likes her

Ok so we all agree the tea Mystake gave Jay and Lloyd to see the drawings move is weed right? Or had weed in it?

Why is Cole hiding in a garbage bin when Zane is using a perfectly good newspaper? Also oh boy can’t wait to see Rocky DangerBuff and Snake Jaguar in action :3

The way Snake walked into the bar Jesus

and I’m trying to watch this without skipping it cuz to me the whole thing is very awkward and I can’t stand awkward stuff like this but I also heard there was glacier so I’m gonna try to watch this without yeeting my phone and burying my face in my pillow

Chloe: Snake is gorgeous and we stan

Me: I know he’s beautiful look at him, he’s amazing

He’s bad boi and baby boi at the same time and I love him

Just added Cole into a scene with the ninja when he’s actually still kidnapped by UV so noice job Ninjago HQ 👏👏👏

Zane looks so weird in the flash of Wu finding him dear god

Stop bothering him Cole, let Zane Rp as Snake for a little bit longer

DAD COLE DAD COLE DAD COLE DAD COLE DAD COLE DAD COLE

Cad is what Cole would have named the baby if it didn’t turn out to be Wu cuz Cole + Dad

Ali: "Why cad?" "Its cooler than Chad cause you take out the h for hoe"

Ali/clumsy you’re a genius

”you didn’t think it would that easy, did you?”

Guys is weird to think that UV is 100 times hotter after saying that line?

Mommy UV vs Dad Cole, Mommy UV is fighting Dad Cole for the baby

Oof I remember what’s gonna happen to Zane y’all and I’m not happy plz Mr.E stahp plz

Mr.E to the SOG after he kicks Zane’s ass: Guess who just got murdered!

“Not all men-“

Me: You’re right, Zane Ninjago would never do this

Mr.E: I’m on my way, I’m on my way, I’m on my way to kick Zane’s ass :D!

Cole is Pearl from SU confirmed, he was staring at baby Wu sleeping

Harumi: Maybe we can use this blanket at a Parachute?

Lloyd: What do this is a cartoon?!

Lloyd proceeds to do the exact thing he said wouldn’t work

Also Harumi is the best actor I’ve ever seen like seriously 10/10 👌 actor, playing with Lloyd’s heart strings like she’s been doing it for years

“How to be a heartbreaker” is Harumi’s jam and theme song

SO I WAS ADDING MY THOUGHTS ON HERE AND TUMBLR JUST DECIDED TO BE A LITTLE B-TCH AND CLOSE ON ME BEFORE I SAVED MY THOUGHTS AND NOW MY THOUGHTS ON HALF EPISODE 5 AND 6 ARE GONE OOF SO I’M JUST GONNA SAY THAT PIXAL IS HAVING SELF ESTEEM ISSUES OR SOMETHING SIMILAR AND SHE’S AMAZING AND IT’S MAKING ME SAD THAT ALL SHE SEES HERSELF AS ASSISTANCE AND NOTHING MORE

Also Lloyd falls onto a few branches and gets a hurt arm that requires a blanket while Nya was at the front of the ship with 0 protecction and was basically yeeted to the main deck while it crashed into the jungle and she doesn’t even get a break?!

I know Nya is stronger than Lloyd but GOSH DIDDLY DARN I didn’t know she was that STRONK!

Baby Wu: “Ninja never quit hehehehehe”

The ninja:

Lloyd: Confused Green Bean Noises

Harumi: kisses him on the cheek

Lloyd: •////• completely forgets what he was confused about

Harumi saved by lovestruck Lloyd and boners

Cole to Baby Wu: You took care of us, it’s only fair that we take care of you.

Me:

GOD I LOVE COLE HE’S AMAZING

Harumi and Lloyd during that one waterfall scene in Episode 6:

Also Harumi’s backstory for why she likes Garmadon and hates the ninja including Lloyd, it completely makes sense cuz she was a child that over heard that the ninja didn’t do sh-t and Garmadon saved the city so it makes sense why she hates the ninja and believes Garmadon should be Ninjago’s leader, and since it happened when she was young she didn’t think things through, she didn’t think about it from the ninja perspective and especially didn’t think about it from Lloyd’s perspective cuz she was a child, kids don’t tend to think about the other person’s perspective on things, so I think it makes sense and it’s really good 👌 also this is Ninjago’s first main female villain, all the other ones were either second in command or were in a crew that worked for a bigger villain so yeah that’s cool

“Don’t you guys have any idea what she’s doing? She’s resurrecting Garmadon! Lord Garmadon!” Yeah no sh-t Kai, the name of their gang is “Sons of Garmadon”, of course they know and of course they’re ok with it why do think they’re helping her?

“Then it’s a good thing the Quiet One isn’t a bad guy but a bad girl” It doesn’t matter that Pythor, Chen, Morro, and Garmadon had dicc, what matters is that the greater evil didn’t listen to them dipsh-t.

Harumi screams a lot, like Princess Peach/Damsel-in-distress amount of high pitch screaming and I’m surprised Lloyd or the other ninja haven’t told her to shut up at one point.

a slightly dark room suddenly turns a little bit darker

Harumi:

Lloyd: Jesus even when I was a kid I had tougher skin then you, I know this is a little hypocritical for my to say, but grow the f—k up god

Ok woah woah woah, how did Lloyd go from “I didn’t tell you about the fact that I’m part Oni, Mystake only told me and Jay” to “You’re the Quiet One” like he isn’t wrong but how did he put it together in such little amount of time?

Ok this is how the Lloyd vs Harumi fight should have gone down:

Lloyd: Give me a good reason not do destroy it right now.

Harumi: I’ll give you 2. You want to see your father again and you love me.

Lloyd: HAH! While you busy being a heterosexual b-tch I studied the blade!

Lloyd kicks Harumi’s ass and the day is saved

Am I wrong? Lloyd only met Harumi a couple of days ago, it’s like Anna from Frozen but LEGOs

“Love is an open door” is Llorumi shippers theme song

“I WANT YOU TO FEEL THE EMPTINESS THAT I FEEL”

B-TCH HAVE YOU NOT SEEN HIS F—KING CHILDHOOD HE HAS MORE TRAUMA THEN YOU WILL EVER GET YOUR F—KING LIFE TIME!!!

I KNOW SHE IS A FICTIONAL CHARACTER AND THAT SHE HASN’T SEEN HIS LIFE LIKE WE HAVE BUT DAMN IF IT ISN’T ACTIVATING MY PROTECC-LLOYD-AT-ALL-COSTS-AND-THAT-THIS-IS-TOTAL-BULLSH-T INSTINCTS

“Or we’ll have to get all ninja on you!” “What does that even mean?” “I don’t know I was improvising” Tbh that’s a mood Kai, at least to me

Lloyd: Guys, Rumi is the Quiet One!

The ninja who are currently surrounded by the SOG including Harumi: Oh really, ya don’t say?

Lloyd just got yeeted out of a waterfall so it sorta makes sense why he didn’t notice

Lloyd said I won’t let you get away with this and Harumi said YEET

They have Lloyd they have the masks and we have trouble

Baby Wu: Puppy!

that ain’t a puppy Sensei it’s a giant underwater scorpion monster

I forgot they tamed the giant underwater scorpion monster and named it Crabby, and Jay hugged one of Crabby’s claws, Jay’s favorite pet the ninja have ever had is Crabby confirmed

“So this is your true face without the mask, no wonder you covered it” Damn Lloyd is salty, LET LLOYD SAY F—K 2020

Chloe: Lloyd said "bitch u ugly" poetically

Me: Yeah, he got the saltiness from Kai and the poetic speech from Zane

“There was never anything between us”

One episode earlier

“You want your father back, and you love me”

One episode earlier

Harumi kisses Lloyd on cheek and proteccs him from the corrupted Samurai X suit

Me:

Harumi gets close to Lloyd

Me: KICK HER IN THE NONEXISTENT BALLS

Yay the most useful and totally not child abandoning character, Misako, is here and giving Lloyd information that he already knew and is being incredibly useful buy not only abandoning Lloyd for a second time in his life but also finding Baby Wu for the SOG Hooray

“Stop Rumi, this isn’t you!” B-tch you’ve only known her for a couple of days, and she has played with your heart, in dangered your friends, and tried to kill you and your friends on multiple occasions, and she nearly succeeded on killing Zane (though tbh Zane gets nearly killed every season so that isn’t a surprise)

“You were right, this isn’t me” YOU SERIOUSLY BELIEVED HE’LL FALL FOR THAT BULLSH-T AGAIN? AFTER YOU TRIED TO DROWN HIM AND HIS MOM WHILE SUMMONING HIS EVIL DAD FROM THE DEAD? HAH, B-TCH YOU THOUGHT!

“Stop. Save it for someone who cares” Yesssssss I love youuuuuuu by baby boiiiiii

Sees the arm coming out of the anvil-thing

Me: Terminator Garmadon? Also this is what happens when we complain too much, we also gotta be more specific people! We can’t ask for just Garmadon, we need to ask for Good/Sensei Garmadon or else we’ll get bullsh-t like this!

THE SCENE OF THE NINJA SINGING WEEKEND WHIP JUST PLAYED AND THE HAPPY WHOLESOME VIBES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Also there’s no way harumi gets the resurrection spell right on the first try, like no way, impossible, like she even gets interrupted by Lloyd and the ninja at the end and then Garmadon appears after that? Like I’m not a witch/wizard myself but I’m pretty sure that’s not how spells work? You don’t just start a spell, stop before the spell is finished, and the spell still works :/

Also how the hecc did Garmadon know where to find Harumi? It was never explained, he just like punched his way into the police station and was like “Yo b-tch what’s up?”

“I can turn him once, I can turn him again” ends up getting his ass handed to him and nearly dieing for the millionth time in his life

“That sounds like a really bad idea” “And Kai knows bad ideas, he’s full of them” Oof Kai just got roasted

“Lloyd, what are you doing?” “I’m sorry, Nya. I have to confront him” OOF HE REALLY DID JUST PULL A KAI DIDN’T HE

I’m not gonna quote everything Lloyd says here cuz there’s too much but DAMN HE’S REALLY PISSED OFF AND IS REALLY DOING A KAI JESUS

I know we all wanted Sensei Garmadon back but I’m ngl this Garmadon looks really cool and gives really good evil speeches to unmotivate his opponent

OOF Y’ALL REALLY HAD TO ADD LLOYD HOLDING OUT THE PHOTO OF HIM AND GARMADON WITH LLOYD STRUGGLING SAYING “FATHER” AND THE PHOTO GOING INTO THE WIND DIDN’T Y’ALL MY HEART CAN’T TAKE THAT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AND I STILL HAVE TO MAKE IT THROUGH EPISODE 10 WHERE I KNOW LLOYD’S HEART IS GONNA BE RIPED OUT OF HIS CHEST AND STOMPED ON WITH A SPIKED SHOE

F—K HARUMI F—K NINJAGO HQ F—K EMPEROR GARMADON F—K THE SOG JUST LEAVE MY POOR BABY ALONE

Y’all I don’t think I can make it through the next episode f—k man

Holy f—k I forgot Emperor Garmadon reads the title card in episode 10 oof

“Not so fast!” “‘No so fast”?! You used that ages ago!” True, it sucked then and it sucks now

“My brother is coming” “How do you know?” “I know” Dang even baby Wu doesn’t tell people sh-t

“You sure you’re up for this?” “I was married to him once, I’m up for anything” Ok so you’re saying that as if you were the one that was treated badly in that relationship and not the other way around like it should be but whatever floats your boat pal

“Careful!” “Are you actually doubting my ability to closely approximate the true value of our surroundings? I’m a nindroid.” Damn Zane is pissed

COLE LITERALLY JUMPED OFF THE BOUNTY TO CATCH BABY WU NOT KNOWING JAY WAS GONNA CATCH HIM AKA HE WOULD HAVE DIED FOR BABY WU I’M SCREAMING GOD I LOVE COLE

Ok so Lloyd you are excellent at fabulous/eat-a-dicc-b-tch exits like wow 👏👏👏👏👏

Also the scene with the 4 OG ninja and Baby Wu traveling to the first realm looks really really nice ngl

All in all I really really like this season, it’s great 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

#ninjago #ninjago kai #ninjago jay #ninjago zane #ninjago lloyd #ninjago cole #ninjago nya #ninjago harumi #ninjago ultra violet #ninjago mr. e #ninjago misako #ninjago garmadon #ninjago wu #ninjago pixal #ninjago mystake #ninjago incorrect quotes

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dollsome-does-tumblr · 4 years ago

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i’m so sorry to have to treat you all to this mental journey, and yet, in the spirit of november 2020, i must.

obvs i, like anyone, am still thinking about “i shall believe” by sheryl crow being used to absolutely perfect effect in the haunting of bly manor. i still remember one million years ago when that was my mulder/scully song! (was there a fanvid to it that i liked? did i make a fanvid to it? was it actually used on the show? i cannot remember. all i remember are the emotions.) it really busted out a lot of feels for me to have it used to beautifully on an already-beautiful show.

but now it’s stuck in my head all the time!!

and not-surprisingly, that’s led to me being like, “aw, crap! this is some real destiel stuff!”

and i’ve also been pondering, like, how could they walk the line of being clearly canon to fandom while going unnoticed by all the non-internet people who are just watching supernatural to see manly adventures with guns and an old car or whatever (i mean, they already did it with castiel’s confession, but just, ya know! on the off-chance -- on chance? who knows chance? -- that there’s more.)

and then i was like, “oh my god, what if the show pulled some bly manor style thing where toward the end we saw ghost-style castiel put his hand on dean’s shoulder even though dean didn’t know it, in the exact style of the end of bly manor??” (obvs we will not experience the impossible coincidence of this, but that is beside the point!)

and then i was like

OH NO

WAIT

WHAT IF DEAN DIES (i don’t want 2 wish this on u, poor man, i have only seen 2 non-consecutive seasons of this show, but i’m pretty sure you’re good people and you’ve suffered enough)

AND CAS SOMEHOW GETS TURNED HUMAN OR LIVES DUE TO BEING SAVED FROM SUPERHELL, IDK

and it’s dean’s hand on cas’s shoulder in a poignant reversal of cas’s handprint being, like, tattooed there when he saved him from hell

and now it’s like dean is the guardian angel

i understand that this is just fanfic blooming in my head, but it still gave me A Feeling, and that’s what this blog is for. FEELINGS!

p.s. if anyone doesn’t know this song -- which seems unlikely at this point considering bly manor’s tumblr power -- plz do me a solid and listen to it and think destiel thoughts and SUFFER EXQUISITELY. (my quick youtube search tells me there’s no less than two vids for them to it already, so i’m glad there’s some consensus here for us as a fandom society.)

i still can’t quite believe i am this ridiculously far gone on a ship for whom i haven’t even seen the vast majority of their canon interaction!!!!!! but it’s just a fun time to be alive and on tumblr.com, ya know? might as well get into the spirit!!!

for the record, i hope cas is rescued and he and dean live happily ever after to the total bafflement of everybody watching this show with straight blinders on!!!! or maybe dean sam (oh my god, i cannot stop doing that! welcome to the SH, bitch!*) can live happily ever after and dean and cas can both die but be together 4evs in the afterlife, finally chillaxing, or something. to be fair, the afterlife does not sound like a relaxing place in the spn universe from the little i’ve heard, but how about they get to go to the version of the afterlife that frary frolicked in at the end of reign? WHY NOT!

* that was a real gilmore girls deep cut for ya

#dollsome's deep thoughts #dollsome watches supernatural #supernatural #destiel #the haunting of bly manor #bly manor spoilers #(just in case)

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Little Demon

OK so this is the first fic that I have actually ever posted, plz enjoy some cringy bad writing:)

word count:4192

WARNING: Contains minor Supernova spoilers

Nova is pressured by Adrian into getting a pet to keep her company. Nodrian, lil angsty.

Nova and Danna walked around the corner, onto a busy street with lots of bustling shops and delicious smells. Nova tugged her jacket closer into her body as she shivered in the brisk autumn air.

“Thanks again for coming with me,” she told Danna. It was six months after the battle at the cathedral, and she and Danna had finally forgiven each other. It was rough for a while, but they were now on good terms, friends once again. Danna had agreed to go pet shopping with her. Nova had finally moved into a small flat by herself and Adrian was worrying about her mental health. Well, worrying more than usual about her mental health. He had finally managed to convince her to at least get a pet to keep her company.

“Of course! I’m sooo excited,” she replied. Danna rubbed her hands together. Their destination came into view. “Lucille's pets-the best pets in all of Gatlon city”. Nova snickered at the bright, garish banner hanging above the door. All sorts of sounds came from inside the shadowed shop. Nova could hear parrots and dogs and cats. The noise was so loud. Nova started to shake. She stopped walking and started to take in deep breaths. Even though it was six months after the battle at the cathedral, loud noises still overwhelmed her. She found her brain completely shutting down, refusing to think straight. All she felt was panic. She closed her eyes and listened to the blood roaring in her ears.

“C’mon, Nova. What are you waiting for?” Danna said to her. She saw Nova's expression, and the irritation left her face. “It's okay. You don’t have to do this. You are safe.” She held Nova's hand tightly. Nova nodded.

“I know. Just- give me a sec,” Nova said through a tight throat. Danna slung an arm over her shoulder and guided her towards the edge of the sidewalk. Nova leaned heavily against a wall. After a minute or so, Novas breathing became normal and her heartbeat slowed.

“All good?” Danna asked.

“All good,” Nova confirmed, still catching her breath and convincing her brain that her panic was irrational. Danna squeezed her hand and together, they walked into the chaotic pet shop.

Inside the shop it was much dimmer. Animals screeched all around them and there was constant motion.

“Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea,” Nova whispered to Danna.

“Hey, you don’t have to do this. We can leave if you want.”

“No. I’m fine.” They continued on.

“So what kind of pet do you even want?” Danna asked.

“I don’t know. I didn’t really think about that. Definitely not a dog, I don’t have enough time. Not a fish, I want something I can actually interact with.” She shrugged.

“What about a cat?”

“I guess. I’ve never had a pet before. I like cats”

“Hi there! Welcome to Lucille's pets, can I help you out today?” A bright, cheery voice made Nova and Danna jump. A woman emerged from behind the checkout counter. She looked to be in her mid twenties and had bright blue hair. On her apron a nametag read, Lola.

“Hi. My friend is interested in getting a pet. She was thinking about getting a cat.” Danna responded. “Could we meet some of them?”

“Of course,” Lola replied. “Right this way.” She led them towards the back of the shop. On the back wall there were several cages. They all had cats in them. The cats were all different. Huge and tiny, old and young, so many colors of fur.

“What age cat did you want,” Lola asked, directing her question at Nova.

“Umm… probably a kitten. I don’t have a preference really.”

“Well all of our younger cats are on this side,” she gestured to the cages on the left. “Our adult cats are over here.” she gestured towards the other side of the wall. Danna bent down and reached her hand in and tickled a kitten on its chin. The kitten nuzzled its nose against Dannas hand and started to purr. Danna laughed.

“Oh, he likes you,” Lola said. “He’s a sweetie,” she paused. “Would you guys like to meet them outside of the cages,” she asked.

“Oh yes, that’d be great!” Nova exclaimed. Danna nodded vigorously. Lola set up a little pen and directed Nova and Danna to step inside.

“Which ones do you wanna see first?” Lola asked.

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t really have an opinion on the looks or behavior of the cats.” Nova said. Lola walked over to a cage and scooped a gray kitten out in one hand and an orange and white tabby kitten in the other. She gently placed them in the middle of the little pen.

“I have to go and stock the shelves now, feel free to look at the other cats. Just put the ones you have out back before you play with new ones, ‘kay.” said Lola.

“Great! Thanks.” Danna responded.

“Let me know if you need anything.” Lola smiled. She walked away humming a pop song.

“Aww. Hi,” Nova said to the little orange and white kitten playing with her shoelaces. “You’re so cute!” she smiled.

Danna smiled at Nova. “Are you all good now?” She was still worried about Nova after her attack a few minutes before.

“Perfect.” Nova picked up a cat toy and grinned as the two kittens tumbled after the colorful feathers. The kittens zoomed around, completely filled with energy. They kept falling over, full of clumsiness.

“You wanna look at the other kittens now?” Danna asked Nova.

“Sure.” she grabbed the little gray kitten while Danna picked up the orange and white one. They walked over to their cage and set them down inside. The kittens toddled over to their little cat bed and promptly fell asleep.

“Wow. I wish I could fall asleep that easily.” said Danna.

“You know… I could help you,” Nova joked, eyes gleaming. Danna glared playfully back. They both burst out laughing.

“Which one next?” asked Danna.

“I don’t know. You choose.” Danna walked over to the cage with the kitten that she had been petting earlier.

“Lets try these ones.” she picked up the black kitten that she had been petting and handed it to Nova. Nova hugged it to her chest and felt its whole body vibrate from the force of its purrs. Danna grabbed the other one in the cage, an identical black one. When she set it down, it immediately started sprinting in circles around the pen. Danna burst out laughing when it tripped over its own feet and sprawled into an ungainly mess on the floor. Nova shook her head and gently righted the small cat. It rubbed its head against Nova’s legs and then took off again. Nova looked up to see Danna smiling at her.

“What?” she asked, curious about the odd look Danna was giving her.

“It's just-,” she cut herself off and began again. “You seem so happy and peaceful with these animals. You look different.” she smiled at Nova.

“Yeah, I guess I really do like hanging out with these guys. Although, I don’t think these are the right kittens for me. They don’t feel right. I don’t know.

“Yeah. These ones don’t seem to fit you,” Danna responded. “You pick which ones we play with next.”

“‘Kay.” Nova shrugged. She scooped up the kittens and placed them back in their cage. She then knelt to get a good look at the other kittens. Nova opened the door of another cage and picked up a little brown cat. She handed it to Danna and knelt back down to see if there were any other kittens inside. She saw a bright white kitten pressed against the wall, ears pressed back against its head.

“Hey little guy. It's alright. I’m a friend, I won't hurt you.” she placed her palm out. The little kitten sniffed it and hesitantly walked towards Nova. She gently patted it on the head. It hissed and swiped at Nova with its claws. She yelped and quickly drew her hand back, looking at the bright red pinpricks of blood that welled up from the small cuts that the kitten had given her.

“Are you alright!” Danna asked, reaching out to touch Nova’s shoulder.

“Fine, I’ve had much worse. Just a little scratch.” Nova replied.

“Aw, shit. I forgot to tell you about that kitten.” said Lola, having emerged once she had heard Nova’s squak. “She’s a little grumpy, if you didn’t notice. We didn’t breed her, we rescued her. Some people had been throwing rocks at her and mistreating her. She is only just healed and doesn’t trust anyone.”

“It’s okay.” Nova said to Lola. “I’m a friend. You can trust me,” Nova said, now addressing the white kitten. “People have been assholes to you haven’t they? I get it. People have been assholes to me too.” she extended her hand out again. This time the kitten stepped out and rubbed her face across Nova’s palm. She sat still, suppressing a grin. The kitten stepped out a little farther, only a foot away from Nova’s face. The little kitten started to purr and Nova ran her fingers down the kittens back. She gently scooped the kitten up, being very careful not to make any sudden movements. Nova let a tiny pulse of her power flow through the kitten and her eyes slowly closed.

“Well I'll be damned. That’s the first time she has ever let anyone touch her. Even Lucille, and Lucille can talk to animals!” exclaimed Lola.

“I want to adopt her,” Nova said, allowing a grin to split her face. Danna grinned back.

“She fits you perfectly,” said Danna. Nova nodded her head.

“Do you have any toys or litter boxes, or things like that at your house?” Lola asked.

“No, I don’t really know exactly all that I’ll need. Could you show me?”

“Of course.” Lola led Nova and Danna to an aisle full of cat supplies, after they had put away the two kittens She handed Nova a litter box, a bag of litter and a plastic scooper.

“Here, You’ll want a cart.”she walked over to a shopping cart standing next to the cash register and pulled it over to Nova and Danna. Nova put the pile of things she was holding down into the cart. Lola walked her down the aisle, pointing out things that she would need and how to use them, occasionally putting things in the cart. By the time they had gotten through the aisle, Nova actually had a vague idea of how to care for a cat.

“I can go ring these up for you now,” Lola said. “Do you need anything else?”

“I think we’re good. Thank you so much for all of your help!” Danna told her.

“No problem. Let me get you a carrier and then you will be all set.” The girls walked over to the cages and Nova reached into the cage with the little white kitten. She was still fast asleep when Nova slowly picked her up and transferred her to the small cardboard carrier Lola had gotten them. As Nova shut the lid, the kitten woke up and stared into Nova's face with sleepy, confused eyes.

“Hello little one,” said Nova. “you are going to come home with me. I’ll keep you safe, I promise.” The little kitten let out a small meow, then tucked its head back down and fell back asleep. She walked over to the cash register and paid for all the items while Danna called Oscar. They had walked here, but they didn’t want to walk with the cat. They were afraid that it might scare her too much. Oscar was the only person that had a car and was able to give them a ride.

“He will be here in 15 minutes, Nova,” Danna told her.

“Great. We’re meeting him out front?” Danna nodded. Nova grabbed the little kittens carrier and headed out the door . Danna followed, hefting a bag full of cat supplies.

Nova and Danna sat down on a bench stationed in front of the store. Nova let a big breath out and smiled.

“Thanks for coming with me. I don’t think I could have done that on my own.” Nova said to Danna.

“Of course I would. I’m your friend right,” Danna playfully pushed her shoulder. Nova pushed it back.

“Im serious though. I thought I would be better, that all the chaos wouldn’t still bother me. I mean I'm a goddamn Renegade! I shouldn’t have to keep falling apart whenever there is too much loud noise.” she trailed off. “Whatever. You really helped me get through that. So, thanks.”

“Anyday. Hopefully it will be good for you to have this little guy around to center you. Have you thought about what you will call her?” she gestured towards the cardboard box containing a sleeping kitten.

“I was thinking I would call her Feroce. It was what my father would call me.” Nova smiled sadly. “I think it fits her.” She leaned back against the bench and crossed her arms over her chest. Nova felt her phone buzz in her back pocket. She pulled it out to see a text from Adrian.

Adrian:Did u get a pet?!?!

Nova smiled. She had forgotten her promise to text him when she had made a decision.

Nova:Yes. I got a little white kitten

Adrian: :)))))

Adrian: I’m w/ Oscar, driving ur way. We’ll be there soon

Nova: Love u. See u soon

Adrian:Love u too<3

Adrian:Can’t wait to see your cat!!!!!!!!

Nova laughed at her adorable dorky boyfriend. ++++++

“Nova!” She looked up to see Oscar and Adrian waving at her frantically from Oscar's car.

“Nova! I need to see Oscar junior right now!” Oscar yelled to her. Nova laughed and got into the backseat of the car.

“She is asleep, and I’ll murder you if you wake her up.” she threatened as she opened the cardboard carrier. Nova showed Adrian and Oscar the tiny sleeping kitten inside.

“And her name is NOT Oscar junior, it's Feroce.” Oscar pouted.

“She's so adorable!” said Adrian.

“Don’t you dare even think of taking her Adrian Everhart!” she glared at him.

“I would never!”

“Uh huh. I saw your face. Don’t try to lie to me,” she said, skeptical.

“Nova, Danna, do you guys have anything you have to do today?” Oscar asked. Nova shook her head.

“No, why” asked Danna.

“If it's alright with Nova, we are going to go to her flat and hang out with Feroce for a while,” said Adrian.

“And if it's not alright with Nova, me and Adrian are sneaking in,” Oscar added.

“It's fine with me,” Nova said.

“Great. We’re meeting Ruby there.” Oscar gunned the engine and they drove off to Nova's small flat.

It was a short drive to her two room flat, only five minutes. She made Adrian carry the cat supplies and Danna carry Feroce while she unlocked the door. Nova pushed the door open and then walked in and collapsed onto her couch.

“Uh, Nova?” Danna said. “I think Feroce woke up.” Nova opened her eyes and saw Danna holding a hissing box away from her body.

“Shit.” Nova got up and grabbed the carrier from Danna. Adrian shut the door. Nova set the box on the floor and opened it. A hissing ball of bright white fur shot out. Feroce burst out and skidded across the room, her claws slid out, trying to grab purchase on the slick wood floor. She didn’t stop herself soon enough and crashed into the wall.

“Nova, that's not a cat. Thats a demon.” Oscar told her.

“She’s just scared. She has a bad history with humans.”

“Out of all the kittens you could have chosen, you chose the smallest, angriest one.” Adrian burst out laughing. “Nova, you are literally the same as that cat.”

“Shut up,” Nova scowled and threw a pillow into his face. She slowly walked over to where the tiny kitten was cowering. She held out her hand, letting Feroce sniff it. She crept forward a bit, ears still pressed flat against her head, but the hissing had ceased. A wet nose pressed against Nova’s hand. She glanced back and smirked at Oscar and Adrians dumbstruck expressions. She felt a small furry body worm its way into her arms. She scooped Feroce up and she snuggled deep into Novas chest. A low purr started in the center of her tiny chest.

“Still a demon?” she asked Oscar.

“I’m terrified of you and your cat. And yes, still a demon.” Oscar shuddered. “Do you have any food? I’m starved.”

“There are some chips in the cupboard. Help yourself.” she sat down on the couch, next to Adrian and Danna. She leaned against Adrians chest.

“You think getting a cat is a good idea?” he asked her. He had an insufferable smirk pasted across his face.

“Shut up. And yes, I will admit, I will be loads happier with Feroce here.”

“WHAT! Did the one and only Nova Artino admit that I was right!” he grinned down at her face.

“Don’t make me take it back,” Nova threatened him. He grinned even more. “Arse,” she grumbled.

A knock sounded on the door, and Danna got up to open it. She swung the door open and Ruby burst into the room.

“Oh my god Nova! Where is your cat?!” she screamed. She rushed over to Nova and immediately started to pet Feroce, before Nova could warn her. Feroce slitted her eyes and let out a small hiss, but did not attack her.

“Nova, your cat is broken,” Oscar exclaimed. “It hates everyone but you and Ruby. literally. Look.” he walked over to Feroce and extended his hand, similar to what Nova had done. Feroce flattened her ears and hissed up at Oscar. She swiped towards his finger with her paw, and he barely managed to move his hand away from her claws.

“See!” he said incredulously. Ruby and Danna burst out laughing.

“Feroce tolerates me, look,” Danna said. Danna traced her hand gently down Feroce’s back. The kitten growled, but didn’t attack.

“It is an actual demon!” Oscar said.

“Her name is Feroce?” Ruby asked. Nova nodded. “What does it mean?”

“It means fierce in italian. It's what my father would call me.”

“Aw. That's so sweet!” Ruby responded.

“El diablo,” Oscar muttered, inching away from Feroce. “Make sure she doesn’t come and attack me at night Nova. She hates me.”

“Not me,” Ruby chimed, ecstatic that the cat liked her more than Oscar.

“Do you want me to draw anything?” Adrian asked. “Like a cat bed or something?”

“Umm, sure. Do you wanna draw me one of those cat tower thingies?” Nova said. “I wanted to get one at the store, but I was too cheap.” Adrian pulled out his marker and started to sketch on the wall. Ruby and Danna had pulled out some of the cat toys Nova had bought out of the bag and were opening them. Feroce stood up and arched her back while yawning. She spotted the brightly covered toy Ruby was dragging across the ground and pounced on it. Nova smiled as she watched the little white bundle of fur race across the room, skidding on the hardwood floor. Adrian sat on the floor, drawing an elaborate cat tower, complete with scratching posts and several different rooms for the cat to sleep in. Nova slid off the couch and hugged her arms around his neck. He looked up from his drawing to smile into her eyes. She playfully kissed his neck. His smile widened, and then he stiffened as she nibbled his ear.

“Get a room,” Oscar shouted to them, still raiding Nova’s cupboards.

“Shut up,” Nova said to him while Adrian blushed furiously. Oscar just grinned.

“You know, you don’t have to make this so elaborate. I only got one cat,” Nova told Adrian, referring to the tower he had drawn.

“I know, I just enjoy drawing things like this. Besides, Feroce will have the coolest cat tower ever!” he said sheepishly.

“You're a dork.”

“But you love me,” he responded. He pulled her into a kiss before she could move her head. Oscar and Ruby snickered behind them. Nova raised her hand and flipped them off without pulling away from her kiss. This caused them to laugh even harder. Adrian gently pulled away from Nova and grinned at her face.

Adrian turned back towards his completed drawing and ran his hands down the wall. He pulled out, and the drawing came with him, now an elegant 3D cat tower, complete with at least five cat beds and scratching posts everywhere. Feroce looked up at the new furniture addition with curiosity. She padded over and sniffed it hard. It apparently met her expectations and she climbed to the highest level, turned in a circle and sat down. Then, she promptly fell asleep.

“Thanks for drawing it, Adrian. It looks so nice!” Nova said.

“No problem,” he replied. All of a sudden, Oscar’s phone let out a loud

ding. Ruby started and Nova whirled around.

“Chill guys, just my phone,” Oscar reassured them. “Looks like I have to leave. Adrian, Danna, Ruby, you want a ride?” he asked.

“Sure,” Danna and Ruby chimed, simultaneously.

“What about you, Adrian? You need a ride?” Oscar asked.

“Nah, I’m good. My dads said they would be happy to pick me up. Thanks though.”

“You do you, I’m outta here. Enjoy your time with the demon cat.” Nova laughed as Oscar glared at the tiny sleeping form.

“Bye Nova, see you tomorrow,” Ruby said as she walked out the door.

“Yeah, bye!” Danna said, getting up as well.

“Thanks for going with me Danna,” Nova told her. “See you guys tomorrow.” Ruby and Danna waved goodbye as they stepped into Oscar’s waiting car. Nova shut the door and turned back toward Adrian.

“I texted my dads, one of them is going to come pick me up in like an hour. They can’t come till then, I hope that is okay.”

“It's fine,” said Nova. She plopped down onto the couch, next to him.

“Tell me about today,” Adrian said. Nova’s therapist had been encouraging Nova to open up more about everything. Adrian had been strictly enforcing that, and so he made it a point every single day to listen about Nova’s day, no matter how boring or slow it was. Nova smiled and snuggled into his chest.

“It was mostly good,” she said.

“Mostly?” he wrinkled his eyebrows.

“I had a panic attack, right before we went into the store. It’s six months after the battle, and I can barely walk on a crowded sidewalk. I’m a poor excuse for a Renegade,” she said.

“Hey. You are an amazing Renegade. Even better than me!” Nova smiled a little. “Six months isn’t that much time, and anyways, you went through so much more than anyone. No would expect you to be fine after only six months.” he paused. “Give it time.”

“I know, I just feel like such a failure.”

“You are everything but a failure. I love you, Nova Artino.”

“And I you, Adrian Everhart.”

“Tell me about the rest of your day now.” Nova filled him in on every detail of her day. And he listened intently, only paying attention to her. He smiled and laughed and comforted her at the appropriate times, and when Nova was finished, it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her chest. It always felt like that after she had talked to Adrian. She could talk and someone would listen. He would hold her, and tell her that everything would be okay when things were hard.

“Im lucky to have you.” Nova told him.

“Im luckier.” she smiled. His phone dinged. “Shoot, my dad is outside. I have to go.”

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Adrian stood up and walked to the door.

“Thanks for convincing me to get Feroce. I’m glad I can have someone to share my flat with.”

“Of course. Anything to make you happy.”

Nova pulled his head to hers and gave him a kiss on the lips. He blushed again, but didn’t break away. A horn honked outside.

“Sounds like someones ready to go,” Nova said. “See you tomorrow!” Adrian opened the door and rushed out to meet Simon, who was idling on the curb. Nova could see Max sitting in the back seat. She lifted an arm and waved to the two of them. Adrian got into the car and they drove away while Nova walked inside. She collapsed onto her bed, worn out. A smile played its way across her lips as she gazed at the fierce little kitten that was now hers.

“Hello little Feroce,” she said to the cat. Feroce opened her eyes to a slit, and let out a loud purr. Nova laughed and for once, in a very long time she was happy.

#nodrian #nova artino #danna bell #ruby tucker #oscar silva #renegades #renegades fic

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