#just literal actual stitch is showing up now huh

[egophiliac]

saw the event announcement and had to immediately drop everything and get back to my favorite pasttime (drawing Lilia). sure don't want me saving up my keys, huh, do you Twst?

[m4rs-ex3]

ALLLL RIGHTY YALL

if u haven't already seen.............. guys i was late i was fucking late for the panel give me a break

BUT here is a play by play of everything from the second i got in

[A GOOD CHUNK OF THE SECRET SCENE] if you saw this post within the first few *hours you got to see but you know what? they got to me i don't wanna be the snitch (i did on accident but its the though that counts)

opeli is being led blindfolded (which we see from opeli's pov. riveting visuals i tell you) by soren to the ✨secret meeting location✨

when she comments on the fact that it is literally just callum's office soren shuts her up bless him

opeli's like "DID BAIT GIVE BIRTH??!?!?" and soren's like no these are "rescue baits" and opeli gives them the greatest fucking look i can't even describe it to you

you've seen that leak "look it's the pearl :D""WHA""yep he's in there :)))))"

rayla says it like "per-al." just thought you should know

soren suggests forming a Fellowship of the Pearl and going to throw it into a volcano i fucking hate this show

they're all debating what to do with it meanwhile the most cryptic-ass shots of callum with the pearl like we get it he's fucked (i take it back i want more)

they finally get to him and he's like "uh????? destroy it obviously?????"

he suggests--and these are 100% his words (not actually cuz u know but its the general idea)--"smash it? throw it off a cliff? take a big ol axe and just--KA CHOP." i love him so much

rayla asks how they know it won't just release him

the way callum is so confused and conflicted and he just says "i... i don't know" oh my god by precious baby

cool ass top-down to the pearl whirlpool esq transtion into the next scene hello??

zym is being emo at a painting of his mother (the one from 4x03 yeah they just stitched that shit up it's all good)

ezran's like. huh. we oughtta do smth abt this

callum is Thinking Thoughts on the turrets(?? yk where soren does his lunges) and tossin the rune cube when he sees the star rune light up......................................

it's stella stella's there and the way he reacts to her is so precious 😭 he's not the step dad he's the dad who stepped up type shit

enter rayla "they told me u would be up here brooding"

(in a tragic turn of events the rayllum of this scene had my brain fuzzy so i can't remember a few chunks here and there have pity my brain has rotten)

callum's like "we have to do something i'm scared he's gonna use me. i know what we need to do ok we need to go to the starscraper"

it's honestly hilarious the way he says "and *WE.* should go" he's like "don't be gettin any ideas now this is an us thing"

and then ohoho "they have something there for you, too" (THAT was an exact quote)

he's like "PLSPLSPLS i've studied star magic i know the spells i know the runes i just need the quasar diamonds!! LET ME FREE UR PARENTS AND RUNAAN PLEAAAASSSSEEEE"

rayla is veryyyyyy opposed she's like "NO i want to help my parents as much as you"--honestly i don't think ANYONE wants to as much as him--"but i don't want my biases to affect that" BIASES?!??!! like that was the word she used i can't stop thinking about it

zym has entered his wolf child era his ass is HOWLING at the moon

soren hears him and goes "aww little guy misses his mom :((( sometimes i wonder where my mom is...." WHAT AWHAT WHAT AWHAT PJARDON SAY IT AGIAN YOU WAHGTS SAY IT AGIAND HUAH HUWH A

ok. yeah callum does not have pajamas BUT I THINK WE HAVE BIGGER ISSUES HERE????????????? HE WAS SLEEPING IN HIS OFFICE

THAT COUCH THING THAT THEY WERE ON WHEN RAYLA CAME BACK IN 4x03???? HES JUST SLEEPING ON IT I CANT MY GUY WHAT R U DOINGGG

in other news

bruv is tossing and turning and then just. ~stops.~ this can only mean good things (i think you know where i'm going with this)

he sits up. hobbles over to the door. there was a really cool transition (can u tell i respect the cinematography) and he's in the cellar holding the pearl.

he wakes up in aaravos' prison and is like "well this looks neat!" until he sees the mirror and screams and wakes up. when he realizes where he is he goes "what have i done" dude you fell asleep?? god he's never sleeping again (<- me when i lie 😈)

the description we got of this next scene did NOT do it justice it was fucking incredible

callum kicks down the fucking door (not actually) screaming for rayla

rayla TUMBLES OUT OF BED ON TO THE FLOOR, pillows in hands and unafraid to use them

"WHOA. HEY HEY ITS OKAY ITS ME! it's just me rayla. it's me. callum" i feel like he was saying the same 5 words for 7 hours it was beautiful

rayla: "callum?? jeez i could have-" *looks at pillows*

callum giggles the cutest fucking giggle and says something along the lines of "yeah, it would've hurt real bad :)"

oh yeah DE-LAYERED PONYTAIL RAYLA CONFIRMEDED??!?!?!?!?!

she sits back on the bed and my guy KNEELS DOWN AT THE CORNER OF THE BED TO PICK UP HER STUFF BEFORE HE SITS DOWN NEXT TO HER and they say chivalry is dead romance was birthed and ended with this scene

he tells her about it and she goes "callum, you're exhausted. you had a nightmare. if i thought you were in any real danger you know i would-" and then ironically i forget the same line that the person from nycc did wouldja look at that

can i just mention how close they were sitting in this scene i mean i jsut thikn i should mention hwo clo

yada yada he has a lightbulb and runs off with her blanket

the iconic "i know stella.. he took our blankie :("

god knows why barius is up in the middle of the night whispering sweet nothings to his jelly tarts

callum comes in with a certain proposition mwuhahaha

rayla comes into his office and sees his aesthetic ass sewing by fireside and graciously says "ah i get it! you're taking your mind off things by peacefully knitting" so iconic for both of them

callum explains that he's stitching runes to create a protection spell when barius comes in with the """"""""pearl""""""""""

rayla DIVES in front of callum and says "what r you doing get that thing AWAY from him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she got SO protective SO fast it was blessed

callum's like au contraire 😈

ok so obviously we had all heard about the fake pearl but. you know that one guy who makes insane sculptures out of nothing but chocolate? that's what they did the pearl is brown sludge with a candy coating 💀 i'm losing my mind that is so funny to me

so yeah with the decoy out the real pearl is protected by--and callum literally said this--"a magic blankie >:)"

he also pops in to tell ez and omg GUYS BAIT HAS HIS OWN LITTLE ROYAL CANOPY BED ITS SO FUCKING CUTE

dawn in the courtyard--ez is saying goodbye to soren, zym, and pyrrah who are going to look for zubeia (i almost just typed zendaya i need sleep) and callum and rayla who r going to the starscraper

my roman empire is this: callum was acting all eepy and then when they get going hE RESTS HIS HEAD ON RAYLA'S BACK AND FALLS ASLEEP. I CANNOT FUCKING MAKE THIS UP IT WAS PHENOMENAL SHE LOOKED SO FUCKING HAPPY I I I I I I HAKJSDHFKJASHFDKJHSADKFHKJASHFIHASEKFH

on a slightly lower note

scene from teaser except they did cut a couple lines in the teaser. mainly just terry going "didn't see you there,, cuz i was asleep. with my eyes closed"

he does not in fact get impaled but claudia tells him she's gonna leave him first and does just that

as she's going omfg terry's cries and pleas and "I LOVE YOU"s and "I WILL WAIT. I WILL WAIT HERE FOR YOU" was absolutely insane idk what was in the air in that recording studio but shout out to ben

i am so tired goodbye!

[pokegalla]

Requested by @tryslogic

Ngl never thought of this but it’s gonna either be really funny or really sweet. There is no in between-

Killer and Lust with a crazy rich S/o who loves spoiling them

Lust:

* Oh this poor sweetheart was just expecting you to ask for “service” since you kept flirting with him everytime you visited Grillby’s. He found it charming though as you were always making him laugh too. It surprised him really when instead of that, you actually asked him out instead! Especially when he learned you were rich. Like are you sure you want me??? You could literally have anyone! But it just made him feel extra loved that you genuinely liked him for him. He didn’t really care about your money✨

* He’s actually very humble when it comes to gift receiving. Because he’s not used to such nice and thoughtful gifts! So whether it’s a simple rose to a HUGE teddy bear to even the finest wardrobe? He’s a blushing mess, always left surprised and still asking if it’s really ok. (Please reassure him!)

* Despite you spoiling him, he sure as hell is spoiling you too. You definitely have received gifts over time. His gifts weren’t as expensive…..but the thing is, the value of it is something money can’t buy✨ he’s made custom clothes just for you, stitched by HIS hands. Adorable picture books of you, him, even family and friends! Oh and the cuddles, smooches, and fun dates?!

* He’s a romantic guy and he’ll make sure to bring a smile to your face and give you the love you deserve

Mini story time:

“Huh? You have another surprise for me? Goodness you spoil me too much love….” Lust giggles.

You laugh too, ���Well I can’t help it. Your smile and blush makes it worth it everytime.”

Lust playfully nudges you, “Oh stop it you!”

You laugh and take his hand in your own. You knew this surprise was probably the biggest you’ve ever given him. But it was an investment that you won’t regret. And you knew Lust would make you proud. So you walk him up to an old building. It looked refurbished and cleaned up already. You open the door with the key.

He looked around in wonder, “Wow…..what place is this?”

“Your new boutique,” You said casually. Lust looked at you in shock. You knew he loved making clothes…..”You have talent Lust. Everyone deserves to know you have something special…..and I’m willing to help show that.”

He actually tears up from this….this was….too sweet. He’s NEVER had such kindness in his life before. You made him feel…..like he actually had value. He hugged you and smiled with purple tears coming down.

“Thank you”

Killer:

* Ah here we go with this lil shet. Now with him, y’all probably got together randomly. He probably saw you on his day off and threw you a pick up line for funsies. Next thing you know, you both exchange numbers and become true love birds. Funniest part? It took him AWHILE to learn you were even rich- probably like a few weeks or a month. He thought it was cool and didn’t really think much of it.

* Now what shocked him was you spoiling him- he literally joked about wanting a PS5. Which he did want but he ain’t got no money- next day? Boom. You pop up with a whole ass PS5 with games he might like. His initial reaction: “Heh nice prank babe”. Oh- oh you weren’t? HOLY SHIT YOU ACTUALLY GOT HIM-?! The way he excitedly jumped up like a happy puppy, you knew you had to spoil him more-

* He absolutely shows you off to his team. Mostly out of a joke but also to be an absolute dick- like just smirking at his teammates, hell even his BOSS, just having an arm around your shoulder to say “My bae spoils and loves me soooooo much✨” Everyone wishes to beat your bonefriend’s ass- not you though. Because honestly you probably spoil them too. So you get a pass. And your bonefriend looking like he done got betrayed-

* He’s a silly little gremlin and honestly he does feel bad that he can’t spoil you more. So he’ll make sure to make you laugh and have fun no matter what.

Mini story time:

Ah the date went well as usual. A fancy dinner, a stop at an ice cream shop, and a walk through the park together under the moonlight. And you couldn’t stop laughing. Killer had been making you laugh the entire night, talking about his latest shenanigans with his group.

“And then after Dust wiped off the pie cream, he chased us ALL around the castle until Nightmare nabbed us and put us in our rooms! Dadmare moment✨,” He said with a chuckle.

“PFFFFT- Dadmare?!” You laughed again, “Killer you’re so cute….but god you’re chaotic-“

Killer takes your hand then kisses it, winking at you, “A chaotic cutie that you love so much~”

You blush but smile, “Yeah…..someone I will always cherish.” You swore for a moment, his eye lights popped up and his target like soul shifted into a heart for a moment.

“………heh. You’re too sweet babe…..,” He says with a nervous chuckle. You were surprised….but you couldn’t resist spoiling him one more time: with a kiss on the cheek. His skull flared with a beautiful shade of red. You giggle as he hid his face and tried acting cool about it. Ah……

You truly love this skellie.

[child0feden]

PLASTIC TIARAS ARE METAL

øystein “ euronymous ” aarseth x reader x ( platonic! ) oc daughters

♡ general headcanons for øystein as a twin girl dad!

୨୧ i love girl dads so much! i think øystein would like the name esmé but i could not really think of a second name he would like! what do you think? <3

♡ view my metal masterlist here

reading music recommendations: falling at your feet by daniel lanois - end of small sanctuary by akira yamaoka

♡ as previously mentioned in home, i really do think øystein would end up knocking you up with twins for your first pregnancy!

୨୧ and they are identical twins at that, it really is just his type of luck in life…

♡ at first, he absolutely thought he was kind of very unlucky to have knocked you up with twins on the first try

୨୧ like damn, this is his first time being a parent at all and he has two babies to care for? both at once? but as time goes by, i think he would be turn out to be so overly smug and proud of it! like yes, he did give you twins on his first try and what? that just means he has super sperm or something…

♡ when they were babies and even in their early toddler days, he stitched their full names into all of their clothes so that he would definitely never have even a slim chance of forgetting just who was who

୨୧ because let me be honest, he probably would forget, at least in the really early days of their life! it is not his fault they are literally identical babies

♡ this man is such a perfect twin girl dad, it is absolutely insane just how well he works as a girl dad and a twin girl dad at that

୨୧ øystein is a complete natural at holding them both at the same time, with one cradled in each of his arms as he talks to them about how they are going to be just so into metal when they get older and how he has so many killer records to show them

♡ well, maybe he was not exactly always a natural at holding them!

୨୧ at first he actually had a whole lot of trouble with being able to balance them each in one arm and would get super scared of accidentally dropping one but after a short amount of time and much reassurance from you that he would most likely not drop one of them, he would practically a pro

♡ even as his girls get older, he can still very easily hold them both on his hip as they talk his ear off about some cartoon or fairytale book they like at the minute

୨୧ he absolutely loves dressing them up in little matching outfits! he thinks it is just so funny to see double all the time and to make your families confused as to who is who when they visit

♡ øystein matches quite literally everything on them!

୨୧ from the colourful little ribbons in their blonde hair, frilly cotton socks, light up shoes, sparkling glitter laces… literally everything they wear is matching! he would have hated it if they were newborn because that is when he was still quite easily forgetting who was who but now with their names stitched into all of their clothes for family members and him knowing how to recognise who is who much easier, he thinks matching them is just so damn funny

♡ having you and two daughters, øystein gets very good at doing neat little braids and other simple hairstyles for them, he always has at least three spare hair ties settled around his pale wrist

୨୧ he is super smug about how good his skills are now, always carefully carrying your twins in his arms and coming to show off the braids to you as he talks himself up in front of you

“ look at them, vakker! that is pure talent, real craftsmanship! i’m better than you now, huh? don’t get too jealous… ” ( his ego is so easily inflated, please humble him by pointing out a messy section or something! kidding, obviously you think it is very cute just have proud of himself he is )

♡ øystein will never ever get over those early morning cuddles with you and his girls, it is the most at peace he has ever felt and likely ever will feel in life, even if the twins like to spread out like starfish and have him on the very edge of your shared bed…

୨୧ he can never ever fight off the girls when they want to have tea parties or dress up with them!

♡ if he even tries to say no, which he very rarely does anyways, they will just be putting on their best matching puppy eyes up at him as he stares down at them with a quickly softening face at the sight

୨୧ he could not ever say no to even one pair of puppy dog eyes let alone two…

♡ because of that, i firmly believe that øystein would absolutely be the parent who is always kind of just getting taken advantage of by their children

୨୧ the little twin girls are very much aware of how to get him to say yes to literally anything and buy them anything they want, they are absolute devils who are way too spoiled

♡ you are not all that much better though, they look so much like him so you can very rarely say no to them

୨୧ when øystein does have little tea parties with the twins, it is always an incredible sight to behold…

♡ he will be slightly hunched over a little play table with a shiny sliver plastic tiara placed atop his head as the twins, dressed in big poofy princess dressed, talk in exaggerated accents to him, if he ever catches you taking a picture what is happening, he will roll his eyes and let out an overly dramatic sigh before flipping you off the second the twins are not looking

୨୧ you know how children will often go through that little phase of attempted veganism when they find out meat comes from cute animals?

♡ yeah well that absolutely happened with his twins and it was easily the funniest yet most upsetting period of øysteins life…

୨୧ it was hilarious because he just thought they were just so adorable, trying so very hard to stop themselves from looking over at his plate when he had meat and they did not by their own choice

♡ it was also incredibly upsetting to him because he just loved getting kebab with them on the weekends

୨୧ but i feel like because of this, he absolutely knew this phase simply would not last long at all

♡ øystein knows his girls just love kebab food far too much, the routine is far too common for them

“ this won’t last long, vakker… i’m telling you, when the weekend comes, they’ll want their kebab… mark my words! ” ( as much as he thinks their attempted veganism is admirable and very funny, he will never give up their weekend kebabs )

୨୧ there is no way his girls would not come out of you absolutely loving kebab food, there is just no way in hell that it would be possible

♡ after you craved it so much whilst pregnant? it was almost a guarantee they would love it! and øystein could not be happier about it, of course his girls love kebab, they are certainly his girls alright!

୨୧ after about a week of attempted veganism from the twins, they quickly give up when the weekend arrives and øystein comes home from band practice with kebabs in hand…

♡ he bought some for them too, of course he did! he knew the second they saw it, they would switch up so fast on animals and that they did

୨୧ you guys eat on the couch together as a family, the little twins huddled up between you two as their eyes stay glued on the afternoon cartoon playing on the small tv and their fingers never dropping their forks as øystein smirks down at them before turning to you with a sly gleam in his eyes

“ told you, vakker… didn’t i tell you? it was over before it even started, they’re too much like me to be vegans! ” ( you just roll your eyes but you know he is absolutely right… )

♡ i feel like øystein would love buying them plushies! and he always gets plushies that align a bit more with his interests as well as being cute for kids, like this or something similar

୨୧ when they were just newly born, he bought them a little blankie plushie each with their names stitched in cursive on the blanket section, it was another very easy way for him to see who was who in the early days

♡ when they are eventually old enough, he absolutely buys them two little mini guitars for christmas! they always absolutely love watching him play and he loves trying to teach them how to play! he says they are absolute naturals in the field of music

୨୧ øystein takes them to band practices sometimes too, mainly just to give you some peace and time to relax! pelle usually stays a little distance away due to his general dislike for children but he will smile at them just a little to be nice, he thinks twins are very unique and fascinating, he appreciates their interest in music at least

♡ but jan and jørn would definitely be the overly fun and cool uncles though, jan will always lift them up on his drum stool and let them play around with the sticks whilst øystein watches from in front with a coke held in hand, just admiring his little girls <3

[strangersails]

katsuki hates valentine’s day for several reasons, but he loves shouto so much that he doesn’t care if it goes against his own beliefs of said holiday, cause there’s just no way he’d waste a chance to spoil him a little (he already does on a daily basis).

but.

there’s also no fucking way he’d give him some embarrassing teddy bear with a heart stitched to its paws saying “i love you”, or some shitty chocolate box. he will bend to make his boyfriend happy, but he will not give him just the most basic gifts that everyone receives.

no, he won’t write no sappy as fuck love letter like he’s sure shitty hair did for the shitty nerd. he’ll do this his own way and get him something he will actually enjoy, besides, obviously, the fact that he’ll spoil him rotten like shouto loves to be — fucking princess.

that’s why he shows up in class, he lets shouto kiss his lips quickly and he eats one of the stupid, fancy chocolates he deposits on katsuki’s desk. he makes sure to let him know that it’s actually good, even though katsuki’s not really much of a sweet tooth.

and then he waits for shouto to sit at his own desk to give him his silly but healthy little gift — or at least an anticipation of it.

“close your eyes and open your mouth.”

“hm. what is it, katsuki? i don’t think i can trust you.”

“huh?! i’m not putting shitty things in your mouth, little fucker. just open that damn mouth, or i’ll keep this to myself.”

shouto pouts a little (the fuck’s he so damn pretty for?) but then closes his stupidly pretty eyes and parts his even prettier lips.

and katsuki puts the tip of a strawberry he washed meticulously at the dorm’s kitchen this morning on his bottom lip.

shouto gasps a little, probably cause it’s cold.

“bite” he prompts him.

shouto gives the strawberry a tentative lick first, and it makes katsuki’s face go a redder tonality than the stupid fruit.

but then he closes his mouth and bites. it takes him about two seconds to hum in approval and look at katsuki with sparks in his eyes.

“it’s so good, katsuki.”

“bet it is, huh? you got a whole basket of ‘em back at the dorm, baby.”

shouto’s eyes are even bigger now, the corner of his shiny lips curls happily.

“happy valentine’s day, asshole” katsuki says, extending the strawberry he still holds in his hand.

shouto doesn’t speak and doesn’t move, just parts his lips again expectantly.

fucking spoiled brat.

he feeds him anyway.

shouto bites, never taking his eyes away from katsuki’s.

“i knew that you loved me” he says once his mouth is free.

“no shit sherlock, i’m your fucking boyfriend. tch. fucking smartass.”

“you gave me a valentine’s gift.”

“so what?”

“it’s embarrassing.”

he’ll kill him.

“shut up, you literally gave me chocolate, dumbass.”

“yes, it’s because you don’t like chocolate, and you’ll just let me have it.”

“you little sh—”

“feed me.”

shouto opens his mouth and katsuki blinks.

he can’t believe this.

he lets him give the final bite to the red fruit anyways, and shouto’s lips touch the tips of his fingers.

oh, he hates him.

“i hate you.”

shouto lifts his hand and grabs the back of katsuki’s head, fingers slipping between the blond, wild spikes. he looks at him intently.

“katsuki.”

“hn.”

he lets his hand pull his face closer enough that he has to cross his eyes a little to look at him.

“thank you” he says softly on his lips, before pushing against them, gently but firmly.

the sourish, sweet taste of strawberry lingers on his lips, he doesn’t even have to drag his tongue on them to feel it.

shouto pulls back, just enough to break the kiss, but still close to his face, he could count his bi-color eyelashes.

“i love you.”

“tch. brat. i love you too.”

[phantomlemon348]

Ok, I've only just watched Broadchurch and haven't even finished it yet but I said this from the first episode.

Ellie and Alec's relationship. It is very divided, a lot of people ship them, then again a lot of people don't.

But this is my theory: Since the first episode, when they started working together, you could see they don't stand eachother but at the same time get along great, but never would either think to admit it. A sassy duo, inseparable but can't stand eachother. Always fighting and throwing around pointed spiky comments. But you see how much they actually care for eachother.

Especially in the last episode of season 1, when he directed the phone signals to his mobile. Ellie just thought he was being a dick, like he always is, and I missed it at first too... But he directed the signals to his phone because he already had a suspicion who it was, he was quite certain and he wanted to be the one to tell her.

In season 2 as well, he tries to warm up for her.

When he offers her a hug, Alec is not a huggy person, we all know that, he will go out of his comfort zone for her.

But Ellie said no and it made him more cautious I find. In several scenes you can see the look he gives her. You can see it makes him unhappy to see her sad, but all he does is ask if she's ok and nothing more because she rejected him last time and doesn't want to make it awkward again.

Ok but I just want to say, I don't ship them too hard, romantically. They are best friends, Ellie's a person he trusts completely, someone who shows some fondness and affection for him. And she's grateful for him being there, especially during the trial in season 2, when Beth, who she would have usually talked to, turned on her, she had someone to talk to -(who wouldn't always listen and be a bit of an arsehole but generally, he was halfway understanding).

And aaaaaaarrrrrggh, the last episode of season 2. I think we can all agree here the "I'm not hugging you" hit hard. You could see he wanted a little bit more, maybe...? We all know our man Hardy is awkwardly affectionate, it's not exactly his strong point now, is it? But y'know, if he's leaving Broadchurch, maybe never to return (we know that he does, or at least they meet again. There wouldn't be a season 3 otherwise but we're thinking in-character here) he might want something more because she does mean more to him. She helped him find himself again, showed him some affection or fondness when he needed it most and nobody else would. She helped him back onto the path when he was alone aimlessly wandering through the foggy woods.

And when Ellie said: "Don't be kind to me, that's not how it works." That was cute how she didn't want to leave yet, wanted to wait for the taxi. Yes, that is what friends do. But my theory (could be just a hope cuz I ship them a bit and they need to be fucking fluffy or I will not survive) at the moment is: Ellie is used to him being an arse and she won't admit it, at least not to him but she will miss him. And I think she doesn't want him to be nice because she's trying not to show how much it means to her. Cuz that's I dunno, how them two are. Slightly confused, huh? Oh ye, can say that again. But he has been nice to her in subtle ways that she hasn't noticed and vice versa.

I'm sorry to all the non-shippers but I do think there have maybe been a few sparks between them. You can't deny it.

Alec is touchstarved. He loved Tess you could see that. They still care for eachother and he wanted to go back and tried to fix it. Stitch it up because he wanted someone to love and someone to love him. He fell for Tess and was happy falling. Would've loved to fall forever. But Sandbrook brought by some turbulence on the way. And it was like Tess smashed the ground into him. It came too soon. He wasn't looking. He wasn't expecting it. And it left a bloody mess on the floor and a broken man recovering from it.

But this accident leaves him scarred and he's scared of falling again. He is literally dying of a broken heart.

But I see him wandering towards the edge for Ellie. He's close, I think. But not wanting to, not letting himself make the same mistake again.

I see them as being fluffily awkward and sassy to eachother. But maybe - just maybe - in one scene where Alec says: Oh, Miller, I could kiss you. Yes. I admit, I was hoping for something.

They would kiss like once or twice but find it fucking awkward and never do it again.

As in besties but a slight bit more? But not too romantic?

I don't know if that makes sense but that's how I would describe their relationship.

My sister and I have come up with a simple way to put it: platonic romantic.

[ricksanchezsimpaccount]

ok thoughts on the new episode,

SPOILER WARNING obviously

although honestly I don't think I'll be saying anything that others haven't already said haaaaa

anyway finally, a chance for morty's new VA to shine, and GOD does he. I love the way Evil Morty talks, idk why but that bored "uh huh" when Rick tries shooting him several times is soooo funny to me. he killed it and so did ian cardoni (the way he screams "I'LL KILL YOU" after slow mobius' death OOOOOUUUU CHILLS)

i honestly did not expect to see Evil Morty again, and even though I'm kinda sad he didn't get the lasting peace away from Rick that he wanted, he is a DELIGHT to see in action!! i love his interactions w Rick, it's so interesting having a Morty that's on par/better than Rick. although I'll be honest....he kinda feels like a Rick himself, especially w the cybernetic augmentations he also has--at least to me. Wonder if that's going to be brought up again later down the line, something about becoming the monster you fight against i LOVE how we got to see his backstory finally, like others have said I'm really happy that he was just a "normal" Morty. his Rick wasn't anything special. he literally was just a Morty who finally got sick of Rick's shit. i loved the reveal too, bc they DID have me going for a sec there, I thought who we were seeing was OUR morty Indiana Jones Rick 💘💘💘😳😳😳😳😳💦 that's all I'm saying on that And ok, DO I think Rick Prime is dead? like ACTUALLY dead? Honestly...yes. At least I hope so. I think it'd be FAR more compelling for Rick to be like "...now what?" and for the show to actually explore and unpack that, over it being like HAHA SURPRISE RICK PRIME'S NOT ~REALLY~ DEAD you know?

Because yeah. He got his revenge, the revenge he's literally been chasing...basically his entire life, like...since his, what, 30s? And it didn't feel good. It didn't fix things, it didn't make him feel better. He feels as empty as he did before and NOW he doesn't even have a goal to strive towards anymore. There's nothing. And I feel like the ending of the episode did a REALLY good job of portraying that just numbness. He probably fantasized about this moment the WHOLE time and it absolutely didn't live up to it. It wasn't glorious or feel liberating, he just ends up covered in blood and feeling more hollow and broken than before. That's just...kinda how trauma is Morty at first hesitating to touch Rick but eventually hugging him anyway was so sweet ;_; Anyway as for the cinematography of the episode itself...absolutely stellar. Great fights, the SCOPE of everything, the backgrounds and settings, it's wild how much this show has popped off with its animation (it's honestly so funny seeing them stitch in clips from Season 1 in there bc the CONTRAST in animation quality is astounding. its like when artists on twitter do the "my art from 10 years ago vs now" comparisons LOL. LITERALLY, SEASON 1 WAS 10 YEARS AGO). The just dead silence as Rick punches Rick Prime to death (only sounds of course being rick talking and punching), the whole exchange that happened during it, how just downright BRUTAL it was, that entire scene was crafted so well, and others have pointed out the significance of Rick literally beating Prime to death with his bare fists instead of using his tech or weapons or anything, which i feel like was definitely on purpose, and i love man this post ended up longer than i anticipated I'M SORRY. THIS EPISODE DESTROYED ME EMOTIONALLY AND I LOVE WHEN THIS SHOW DOES THAT ✌✨ MY BRAIN'S BEEN BUZZING. IF YOU READ ALL THIS RAMBLING THANKS I GUESS HLFDKSJFH

[thequietmanno1]

TheLreads, Vigilantes ch 90, Replies Part 2

1) “HEEEEEY- LONG TIME NO SEE CLOUDY, I WAS WONDERING FOR HOW MUCH LONGER THEY WOULD GO WITHOUT SHOWING YOU”- So, rough timescale for this places it about 15 years or more after Shirakumo’s ‘passing’, and I find it interesting how this reveal is interplayed between both series, because again, there’s nothing here that tells you Shirakumo and Kurogiri are the same being, despite them both showing up in this manga, you’d have to have read to the reveal in MHA to get the double-context of his appearance here, and otherwise, you’d have played it off as just a loyal servant always being by his master’s side. 2) “AND HERE COMES NUMBER FIVE! EVERYBODY GET READY FOR SOME FUN TIMES I HOPE”- Number Hood is in the room, ready to party. To count, we now have four of the series’ foremost fighting maniacs all locked in the same room together.

(Vigilantes ch 44)

3) “No, hoodie over here is on a quest, given to them by the wise hobo of scarfs, this is the place, this is where the questmark lead to.

…

Hood… I don’t know why the first thought that crossed my mind was that this person eventually became the High-end Nomu, solely because of the hood.”- No, but it turns out he fought him at some point. Funny how life works out, huh?

(Vigilantes ch 88) 4) “IT WAS

OH MY GOD NOW SHIT’S ABOUT TO TURN SERIOUS

KNUCKLES, WHATEVER HAPPENS, DON’T LET HER AND RAPPA MEET, ONE OF THEM WOULD DEFINITELY END UP DEAD AND THE TIMELINE WOULD COLLAPSE”- Well, luckily, the only thing that can distract these fighting maniacs from each other is the prospect of a bigger opponent more powerful than either of them, and Hood is more than happy to oblige. (Vigilantes ch 89) 5) “OH DEAR GOD NOW WHO IS THAT ONE

IT CAN’T BE McBEE, BUT IT CAN BE A PREVIOUS PROTO-NOMU, OH GOD WHICH ONE IS IT, IS IT NUMBER FIVE?”- It’s Number Hood! 6) “YEAH RAPPA, THAT ONE YOU GUYS CAN KILL, ALRIGHT?”- Well, Rappa can certainly try, but by the same rules that guarantee his own survival, Hood is likewise protected as well. Still, this fight gonna get bloody. “Oh I think somebody is about to get an ass-kicking… but it definitely can’t be Rappa since he was never defeated before.”- Never defeated in an official cage match. This is now a free-style brawl. Side-note, I’m pleasantly surprised to recognise the flicker-jab style Hood’s using from my time reading Hajime no Ippo. That series really increased my knowledge of how technical punching can get. That said, Hood’s got the advantage of literally being able to turn his arms into a whip, rather than just mimicking the effects with a snap punch.

7) “You got over Knuckles turning you down pretty fucking quick, didn’t you Rappa? Well, I want to see what the previous generation of Proto-Nomu had to offer, I hope it’s something I can use to belittle McBee”- It seems like Hood had, at a baseline, the muscle-tearing/body morphing abilities he made extensive use of against Endeavour put into him at first, with the other stuff getting added on later. This contrasts with Nomura having an humanoid body shape, but sticking to that template in order to roleplay his idealised self as a hero to the public, whereas Hood is literally tearing himself apart and stitching himself back together in order to better hit to opponent. 8) “Okay he was fast, even without the need for a speed quirk That’s already a 1x0 over McBee, nice”- That’s all his old boxing training coming to the forefront. He’s not actually moving at super-speed, he’s just moving to where Rappa’s punches aren’t, making it look like he’s faster. After all, he doesn’t need to hit quicker when he can hit longer instead. 9) “I know I shouldn’t be surprised, this thing is a proto-nomu after all, it would definitely have some tricks up his sleeve but jesus fuck that is horrifying”- It seems Hood literally rips apart his arm’s internal structure to increase his flexibility, turning his fist into a moving flail, before rapidly reconfiguring the damage back into the semblance of a working arm once the blow connects. Since his internal body seems to be composed of stringy muscle fibres, it can be assumed that it’s a derivate Quirk along a similar line as Muscular, only instead of growing more muscles, he’s rapidly stretching and tearing the ones he already possesses. Probably why Hood was later give Muscular’s cloned Quirk, if the synergy between their abilities is that good. 10) “Now you better get up boy, remember what you told kirishima?”- Rappa said he never lost, not that he didn’t take a sucker-blow to the floor once or twice. It ain’t about how much you get hit, it’s about how many times you stand up, and after seeing that horrifying display, I don’t blame him for needing a second to re-evaluate what the hell’s up with his opponent. 11) “You know, the fact that his face is being kept hidden makes me think that once knuckles actually manage to land a hit, it will be revealed that he has the same face as McBee, and everyone reading this will go “GASP O:” “- Or we’ll all recognise the other noticeable Nomu that showcased independent though on the battlefield, besides Kurogiri, who’s already had his turn.

12) “DAMMIT MIRKO THAT’S NOW HOW YOU PROTECT THE UNDEFEATED RAPPA!”- And a hint towards Hood’s competitive nature, rappa attacks with punches, he counters with punching. Mirko attacks with a kick, he counters with a kick. Anything the strong can do, he can do better. 13) “I THOUGHT YOU GUYS HAD NOTICED THAT FIVE SECONDS BEFORE, WHEN HE STRETCHED IT TO BEAT YOU TWO ALSO, HIS LEG ALSO DOES THE SAME, NUMBER FIVE WAS THE PREVIOUS HOLDER OF THE GOMU GOMU NO MI, DON’T ASK WHAT ELSE HE CAN STRETCH”- Hood’s body is made out of muscly silly string, and every fibre is aiming for your life. 14) “I won’t be surprised if he has super regeneration, this is like, AfOs favorite quirk, he puts it in everything, even his TV remote has super regeneration.”- Since we noted that AFO can’t have Hyper regeneration yet, Ithink it’s not truly healing, but rather, Hood taking parts of his overall body mass that aren’t being used to fight with and using them to replace the damaged pieces of himself that Knuckles slices apart. It’s like taking some of the thread out of a patchwork Quilt to sew up a damaged area, you’ve still got some missing threads, but not in the same place, and I’m betting Hood’s body mass underneath that jacket will become more and more skeletal as he uses up parts of himself to keep his fighting limbs in order 15) “Now, do tell me Knuckles, what lead you to reach this conclusion? What, you please tell me, made you think that this guy had a healing quirk, considering you never had met a proto-nomu before? I’d love to hear the logical deduction that made you slice and dice his arm like that.”- He saw how he attacked Mirko and Rappa before- and specifically, how his body reconfigured itself back into a workable form after the attacks were made, with visible blood spray from the self-damage. Knuckles might be calling it ‘healing’, but it’s really just more like further damaging yourself after tearing yourself apart to force the damaged body part back into a usable form. 16) “Now, interesting of Mirko to have crossed paths with a nomu before, this would make her obliterating the high-ends later one all the more hilarious, she was paying back after their great-great-completely-unreleated-grandfather kicked her ass.”- Even more so, since she showed up on the scene shortly after Hood got carbonised by Endeavour, essentially just missing out on her rematch.

@thelreads

[bearpillowmonster]

D23 Haul

Eh. No Kingdom Hearts. No Big Hero 6, that would've made everything worth it but I feel like lately companies have been showing too much too early. Here's Incredibles 3...it's happening, dunno what it's going to be, when or anything else but it's coming! Frozen 3, concept art, 3 years from now...which is so far away that I wouldn't even plan on getting people's hopes up, look at Beyond the Spiderverse, where is that? I don't mind waiting for it but they set that original date too soon, it wasn't just the strike, it was that they weren't even ready for it to begin with, it was a pipe dream and only makes people more wary when something gets delayed. I thought we learned this from CP2077 but apparently nobody learns anything.

On a positive note, I'll allow the Lilo and Stitch one even though Detective Pikachu set the standard for those designs but it had a cool intro. Tron at least had a cool laser and Nine Inch Nails (though no actual music reveal) Zootopia and Moana did great. Snow White actually got a trailer. Toy Story told us what it was about (even though it sounds tacky and seems in part with the og TS2 concept)

The parks. Yeah, we're gonna have a Lion King Land and an Encanto Land and a Frozen Land and a Villain Land- "Well, when is that?" Uh, yeah, left on read, so we have pictures! "That's concept art. That's not going to be how it'll look." Come back to me when you have models or animatronics and did you really just tell us that LK Land was based on the 1994 movie and show us concept art for the 2019 one? AND it's just Splash Mountain but with Pride Rock? You've had since 1994 to think something up and that's it?

Look at all the hotel concept arts to what they ended up being. So you're telling me that you won't (not 'can't', 'won't') spring for a new dragon for Fantasmic (which is literally on the poster for it) but you'll make a whole side-park for villains and add a dragon. And the walking mat...yeah, that's cool technology but that's all you're showing. You didn't incorporate it into anything. "Yeah, we're going to use this in the future...for something!" It's all tentative.

Well, what about the games? They had a big presentation set out after announcing that they wanted to get back into games. The stream actually taking place within Fortnite. They had an Epic Mickey panel celebrating its remaster and original release. They have all these Marvel games in the works, Kingdom Hearts (of course) and rumors that the Disney Afternoon cast will join in Fortnite, a vague Epic Games collaboration announced earlier in the year. So what did we get? I'll start a bingo card...Oh...it started a half hour later than scheduled. Ok? Oh, it has the leaders with Dave Filoni, Pete Docter, Kevin Feige and Jennifer Lee and they each have something to announce. Ok, Disney Villains in Fortnite. More concept art. Ok? The Incredibles in Fortnite. Ok, a picture. IG-11 with Baby Yoda backpack and Moff Gideon coming next week. Ok, this is all Fortnite, maybe they'll get that out of the way first. A bunch of Marvel cast which was inevitable as they have most in there already, ok. Black. Huh? Black? Oh, it's over, they didn't say bye, they didn't say anything else, just DONE, mic drop. You needed a whole event and panel that was delayed...for some skins?

I thought they were holding back throughout the year to save stuff for the game event but no, they were actually just trying to scrape the barrel to make stuff for it, maybe that's why they delayed it, they realized that they didn't have anything and had to try to get everybody that got applause on stage. They didn't seem to know what they were doing, like these people were thrown in, quickly briefed to add a quick word before grab the wheel and show it. It reminded me of trying to stretch out my powerpoint in college to meet the 5 minute runtime.

Show me stuff, sure, there was no shortage overall but I feel like concept -> production -> marketing -> release should be how it goes but lately it's all been combined with production taking a backseat and release still on the GPS. Show me earlier stuff at an event like D23 but make it past the concept stage first, show me production!

They design it to generate hype so much before the fact that by the time it actually releases, you feel like you've seen everything and nothing is no longer a surprise. "Oh yeah, Incredibles 3 is coming out. I could've expected that but now it's real and I heard about it 20 years ago." It's not just Disney, it's every corporation, I see it with game shows. Oh...a title card...oh...CONCEPT ART. I love concept art but it's more something I like to see AFTER THE FACT as bonus of seeing 'we went from here to where we are now!' but I see the whole journey now, I don't need the after the fact, you're not investing in your future, you're investing in your now so that investors will see this, it's no secret, it's not about the mainstream fans anymore that actually do most of the promoting for you and give it the returns. It's a bunch of rich people buying into other rich people and the audience just happens to be outside fueling it.

[arillusionist]

shadow and bone!! ep7!! reaction!! book update: i've barely read any of siege and storm i've been so busy 😭😭 this is feeling like soc book one where it took me 3 weeks to read the first 10 chapters 💀💀 then i finally got invested and read the rest in less than a week. anyways

we starting with a flashback?? or at least im assuming this is a flashback

stop i just realized he has long hair definitely a flashback

Why tf couldnt he have killed all those men before his girlfriend literally got mudered??

oh wait shes not dead yet

now she is

baghra kinda pissing me off but the darkling is crazy so

damn how long is this flashback!! if its the whole episode im gonna cry i wanna see the crows😭😭

yayy its over he looks so much better w short hair 💀

aww inejjj ☹️ they better not show that wound up close like they did with mals...

JESPER IS ME like keep that camera back!!!

"thats dark" thats fr all you have to say??

"i think he'd murder heelen himself" HE WOULDDD

im glad theyre somewhat talking about inej's backstory.. this is such a painful scene and its not just because of the stitching

they rlly going for blood every 2 seconds this episode huh

WAIT I THINK THIS IS THAT ONE KANEJ SCENE THE ONE WHERE HE SAYS NO SAINT EVER WATCHED OVER ME

IT ISSSS

god i love this scene so much 😭😭 shes his saint 😭😭

they are just so. ahdjfjfk literally the best part of this universe, separately and together

also i love how she kept pushing him, she wouldnt just take a little bit, she made sure she got something real out of him

THEY SMILEDDD or at least i think, can never tell with kaz

im honestly a bit confused tho how can inej leave?? i dont think kaz payed out her indenture yet??

i know this is a dramatic big scene bla bla bla but why does alina look so good in that fit

oh thats fucking gross when i was reading book 1 i didnt realize the collar got fucking engraved in her

that shit on his hand looks so weird too

oh my god why tf did they have to make it look like that 😭😭 i literally cannot look at alina anymore

he cant bring himself to get mad at her so he has to say smth else 💀💀 hes definitely jealous too lmaoo

"its suli for friendship" "no it not" PLEASEE

he looks so fucking done im crying

keep the coat on alina...

yayyy genya!!!

this scene is so fucking saddd

he really thinks he can lie to her like.... be real with yourself

"but its alright, because i do" no you DONT ur literally just a pedophile

"you look fine" "oh i look more than fine" HELPP

"no one is ever gonna believe im that old" INEJ'S SMILE and then "you tell yourself that" I LOVE CROWS BANTER

is that fucking milo

they rlly put the keys on a goat?? or maybe its not the keys but its something 💀

PLEASEE GET THAT UGLY ASS THING OUT OF HER NECK 😭😭 im literally covering that part of the screen

"well i thought you looked older" LMAO

THEY SAID IT NO MOURNERS NO FUNERALS

its over?? that felt quick idk it probably wasnt actually

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

Things that I have learned about A Stitch In Time after finishing Part III of the audiobook:

Basically nothing from the last 3 pages of the story because I'd been resolutely Not Looking at how much of the book was left because I could not even contemplate the atrocious specter of No More ASIT so as soon as I realized the story was wrapping up I was far too distracted by my agony to retain any information.

Seriously. I was lost in the sauce. Garak mentioned his shed, as in like, the fucking building he's been living in this whole time, and in between my hiccupping sobs I was like omg wait Cardassians shedding their scales is canon now?? My ass was NOT listening.

The Lizards Have Become Democratic. good for her dot jpg!

The BEST part of the new Cardassian government, of course, is that Garak is not a part of it at all in any way <3 Oh my dear Mr. Robinson, I knew you wrote this book just for me <3

Listen. I swore to myself that I would give in and never publicly give voice to my irrational passionate dislike for the concept of "Garak becomes president of Cardassia" if ASIT contained even a hint of it, out of deference for how much I love the rest of the book. But not only did mine beloved book NOT contain it in any way, it kind of refuted the whole concept imho???

He has the perfect opportunity to become a literal political influencer! He gets the chance to infiltrate the Directorate for the Reunion Project, to use all his relevant skills for good, it's the perfect setup, and he makes the choice to walk away. It's one of the few real, decisive choices he's had a chance to make in the entire novel. And he chooses not to become a powerful leader. He rejects the very thing he used to dream about becoming at the very beginning, when he was a little kid.

BOOK OF ALL FUCKING TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey so where are my Kelas and Pythas spin-off novels btw. I need those on my desk by the end of the week. I would like you all to make this a priority. Thanks.

SERIOUSLY THOUGH. The way DS9 is just complex fascinating characters all the way down??? I just spent twelve (12) fucking hours learning more about one (1) minor recurring character who appeared in less than a quarter of all the episodes of the series and I was somehow left yearning for MORE details. Is this a standard Star Trek experience??? Do you all just live this way???? I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THESE LITTLE GUYS

I've gotta say. of all the possible explanations for who Kelas is and why he was tortured, Andrew really managed to come up with one that I both never would have guessed and am going to be haunted by forever. The man simply does not fucking miss huh.

Also I NEED both Palandine and Julian to show up now (preferably on the same transport ship so Garak can find out these two talked about him behind his back. can you fucking imagine.) so nearly all the people Garak has ever had a crush on can be here together in one place like the universe's most hilarious war-torn trauma-scarred dating sim.

Sidenote I keep forgetting that Garak never actually says he has feelings for Kelas, does he? I guess we're just supposed to glean that ourselves from Garak's various insane behaviors towards him. He really IS just like Julian, huh.

Just one more thing though. real quick. WHAT THE FUCK IS "I hope that someday you'll have the opportunity to see it. Nothing would please me more. You're always welcome, Doctor."????? BITCH I'M GOING TO KILL YOU

LIKE COME ON. LAST FUCKING LINE OF THE WHOLE BOOK? WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS. I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE.

In conclusion:

• PAGING DR. BASHIR!!!!! BOY IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS DOWN TO THAT DAMN PLANET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Things that I know about A Stitch In Time prior to listening to it:

Garak goes to spy school, which is for spies (for some reason the idea of this is amusing to me. like I get it duh of course the Order must have some sort of training system but also. fanfic ass trope. Spy School! For Spies! it's even a boarding school and everything. DARKEST ACADEMIA)

Garak performs a classic bisexual rite of passage by falling in love with both members of an older(?) married couple (or well textually probably only the wife. I feel like I'd have heard about it if he were Betacanonically Queer (TM) in this book. but here's hoping I'll be astonished while listening!)

I can't remember if I read anything specific about it or not but just based on vibes alone I do not have high hopes for this couple's like. life expectancy.

Based on vibes alone I do not have high hopes for ANY character's life expectancy in this book tbh. If it involves Cardassians in general and Garak in specific I usually just assume everyone involved is doomed. This is going to be a FUN 12 hours and 28 minutes!

There was a post somewhere that mentioned that some supernatural magical stuff happens in this book and I'm SO FUCKING STOKED. HERE'S HOW GARAK ORB EXPERIENCE CAN STILL WIN!!!!

The entire concept of this book is so funny to me. Garak goes 7 years being ohhh so mysterious to Julian about himself or his past and then just spills his whole life story to him in a letter as soon as they're separated. Babygirl is going through Bashir Withdrawal Syndrome.

Most importantly KELAS MY BEST FRIEND KELAS FROM ONE (1) LINE OF CANON!!!!! I have no actual evidence that he ever shows up in this book but like he has to right. right. he's absolutely everywhere on ao3 y'all had to have gotten him from somewhere. I assume.

[blackleatherjacketz]

Right Place, Right Time

Nomad Steve Rogers x Original Female Character

Summary: Nomad Steve is wandering the earth under a fake name after the devastation of Infinity War. He ends up staying in one place longer than he expected when he falls for the local doctor.

Warnings: ANGST, Pain, Medical Trauma, Emotional Trauma, Hurt/Comfort, Exhaustion, People Pleasing, Acts of Service, Grief, Loss, Mentions of The Blip, Steve literally healing your wounds, Face-Holding, Kissing, Soul-Gazing and an Indiana Jones reference!

Word Count: 2.1K

Tags: @bullet-prooflove @letsby​​

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A knock on the door causes her to jump as she puts the last of the antibiotics away, making sure to align them perfectly against the antihistamines before shutting the cabinet door and locking it. She sighs and turns around in preparation to face what she hopes will be her last visitor for the day, his handsome features a pleasant surprise as he leans against the doorway.

“You’re back,” she exclaims, not expecting him to return with more supplies until tomorrow morning.

“You’re hurt,” he points out, shooting a quick glance at the bandage on her arm that’s nearly completely soaked in blood.

“It’s nothing.” She tries to brush it off, just now realizing how heavy that arm actually feels as he stares at it from across the room.

Maybe the scab had broken open under its dressing sometime throughout the day and she just hadn’t noticed. Maybe the adrenaline of running the clinic and helping others with their own wounds had masked its sensation until she finally slowed down enough to feel it. Or maybe she had gotten used to working through so much pain after everything that happened since the blip, she wouldn’t realize that she needed help until someone like him pointed it out directly.

“Let me help,” he whispers, taking a few steps forward until he’s close enough to touch her. He brushes his hand over the back of her elbow just below her bandage, his fingertips forcing the tiny hairs underneath them to stand on end as he feathers them down her forearm toward her palm. “Let me see.”

“It's fine, I just…” she trails off, his chest now at her eyeline as his fingers intertwine with hers, firmly clasping onto them.

“Let me help,” he demands, his sapphire eyes deepening in color as he squeezes her hand. “Please.”

She takes a moment to allow herself to feel the pain as the tissue surrounding her cut begins to throb, weighing it down more with each second that passes. It’s been a few hours since she’d taken her last dose of ibuprofen, the little aid it brought her now quickly beginning to dwindle away. It hurts. A lot. Without the distraction of her work to keep her mind off of how bad it actually is, she’s finally able to admit that.

“Fine,” she concedes, relaxing her stance as he steps even closer, his natural scent swimming through her senses. Maybe she can let someone else take care of things… of her, for a change.

“How many times have you stitched me up before, huh?” He starts to grab the first aid kit on the counter behind her.

“A few,” she smiles through the pain as it pulses through her limb, his grip on her fingers barely enough to counter it.

“Don’t you think it’s about time I return the favor?” His smile transforms his face into one of the very few visages of joy she’s seen in days.

She remembers the first time she met him in the dead of night, covered in dust and blood as he helped evacuate the residents of the building next to her clinic. There were dozens of families that lived there, more than half of them torn apart by the blip and even more of them devastated by the destruction that followed. Law enforcement and healthcare workers were whittled down to less than nothing in the aftermath, serving as both a blessing and a curse as the lack of help failed to save the very few left that needed it most.

The chaos that ensued was immeasurable, keeping her up at night and spreading her thinner and thinner with each passing day until he showed up. He helped her get everyone to safety, setting them up with cots to sleep on and food to hold them over until relief finally came to take them to a more secure location. It was only then that he let her treat his wounds, a few lacerations on his face and arms and a giant rod of rebar sticking out of his abdomen that he’d broken in half. She insisted that he go to a hospital if he wanted to see his next sunrise, but he pushed back and explained that he was capable of healing faster than most. It was then that she figured out who he really was, but let him believe she thought he was just a stranger who happened to be in the right place at the right time.

“Well, I don’t need any stitches, I just need it cleaned and redressed. Can you wash your hands first?” She points to the sink behind him as he starts to reach for her dressing.

“Right.” He lets go of her and does as he’s told, returning to her side with them clean and carefully hovering in front of him. He stares at her intently, his smile straightening out into a serious scowl as he slowly peels the tape away from her skin. “How did this happen?”

“Some debris fell in the storm when I was… Ah!” She winces as he rips the hair off her skin, taking his sweet time removing the rest of it before he drops the soiled dressing onto the countertop.

“Damn, that’s deep.” He whispers to himself, not quite yet a master of his own bedside manner. He rotates her arm inward to get a better view of the trauma, squinting his eyes together as if that will somehow soften the harsh edges of her flesh. He grabs the half-used bottle of saline next to the first aid kit and asks if it’s the right one before pouring it down the back of her arm. “Sorry,” he makes a face as he spills some of it onto her pants as it drips down her elbow in a stream of crimson and rusty brown. “This was today?” He looks back up at her for confirmation.

“Last night,” she breathes out of her nose as the sterile solution stings the bed of her wound and cleans her out, forcing her to instinctively grab hold of his shoulder in the process.

“It’s okay,” he reassures her, squeezing her hand in return before setting the bottle down beside her. “It's okay, you’re okay.” He smiles again, succeeding at distracting her for a brief moment from the pain. He waits for her to smile back at him before breaking eye contact, nodding in reassurance before opening the package to the dressing. “You worked all day like this?”

She nods in silence.

He was more than enamored by her work ethic as she continued to trudge through the huddled masses day after day without regard for her own health or safety. As admirable as it was, it was obvious that she was going to work herself into the ground at this rate, forgoing her own needs in the process. She didn’t have the luxury of the serum to help her recover from injury or insomnia like he did, and it was becoming more obvious by the minute. His heart beats a guilty rhythm in his chest as he covers up the tangible evidence he could have easily prevented by speaking up sooner or being more present for her. “I’m sorry, I should have been there.”

“You can’t be everywhere at once, Steve.” She lets his real name slip out between winces, her statement proving to be just as much a lesson for her as it is for him.

“I know that.” He lets go of her hand, picking up the tape and peeling it off the track with his teeth so he can keep the pressure on her arm. It isn’t until he realizes what she’s called him that he stops what he’s doing altogether. He bites his lip and takes a breath, looking at his feet as he considers keeping up his act as Grant, the man he claimed to be when they first met, but decides against it as the look on her face tells him all he needs to know.

“I’m not an idiot, okay?” She looks up into his eyes as he places the tape around her bandage, taking great care to make it perfect before ripping off another piece with his canines.

“I don’t think that.” He sighs as he tapes another piece onto the bandage, the dressing remaining clean and intact for now. “I only said that because I…”

“Look, I don’t care what you call yourself: Steve, Grant, Martha, Joe.” She shrugs, “I’m just glad that you’re here.”

He finishes dressing her wound in silence before swallowing a dry lump in his throat, thinking of all the people he’d lost that day that he’d give anything to hear that from, that he’d give anything to tell that to before they disappeared. He wonders for a second how many people she had lost to the wind, if she had to witness them falling apart into nothingness like burnt embers floating off a campfire right before her eyes. He wonders if they were people that she was close to, if they were friends, family, or maybe even a lover. He’d been so caught up in his own grief that he forgot to acknowledge hers in this hurricane of nightmares they were both trying so desperately to navigate through.

“I’m glad I’m here, too.” He finishes his work on her arm and runs his palm over it to smooth out any rough edges, squeezing her shoulder affectionately on its way back up. He takes a deep breath and forces himself to be present, to put the horrors aside as his eyes travel over her shoulder and neck, noticing a cut on her cheek that’s mostly healed. “Is this from the storm, too?” He touches the skin just above it.

“Yeah.” She lets him turn her head to the side to get a better look, the warmth of his hand softening her features as he brings the opposite one up to gently cradle her face. She holds her breath as he looks her over, his somber eyes taking her in before guiding her face back toward the center, back toward him. He weaves his fingers into her hairline as his lips part, the calluses on his thumbs brushing over her temples as he brings her face even closer to his.

“You’ve got to be more careful,” he whispers, the weight of his words carrying the ghosts of his past along with them. “Please,” he kisses his request into her forehead, the fear of her joining them stronger than he cares to admit as he keeps his lips pressed tightly against her skin.

“I will.” She’s wanted to be this close to him for as long as she can remember, the needs of the many always outweighing her own until now. Here in his hands she finally feels safe enough to relax, to be a priority in someone else’s eyes, to have her own desires fulfilled with him if only for a fleeting moment.

“Promise me.” He inhales the scent of her hair before pulling back just enough to brush her nose with his, his fingers now massaging her scalp as he peers into her eyes.

“I promise.” Her heart skips a beat as his lashes fall down over visibly darkened eyes, despite the harsh fluorescent lighting above them. She can feel those lashes flutter softly against her as he kisses the wound on her cheek, keeping those lips on her as if he’s afraid of what will happen if he breaks contact.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” She hears him whisper against her ear, his chest now rising and falling in tandem with her own.

She nods her head within the confines of his grasp, pointing to the tip of her nose to see if the moves of her favorite fictional archaeologist will work on him. “Here.”

He kisses her nose before she repeats the word, pointing to her lips as he moves his head down to meet them with a hunger that nearly takes her breath away. She wraps her arms around his waist as she deepens the kiss, opening her mouth to get a taste of him as he quickly follows suit. His beard is soft but still scratches the skin around her mouth as his tongue meets hers. He savors every inch of her as they desperately cling to one another, breathing each other in as if their very survival depends on it. He smooths his hands down her neck and shoulders, forgetting about her wound until he squeezes the back of her arms, forcing her to gasp and withdraw.

“I’m sorry.” His brow furrows as she pulls back just enough for him to see the rush of blood flushing her cheeks and the bit of his saliva still on her lips. “Did I hurt you?”

“No, It’s okay,” she reassures him, hoping this is just a break in their momentum instead of a complete and utter halt. “I just haven’t taken anything for the pain in a while.”

“Are you due for anything now?” He kisses her again, this time more chastely as he strokes a strand of her hair away from her face. “And when’s the last time that you ate anything besides your usual three cups of coffee?”

“It’s been a while.” She smiles as his hands remain on her body, holding her close to him as they both begin to instinctively sway back and forth, dancing to a silent song that only their bodies can hear. She can feel her eyelids becoming heavier as she stares at him, resting her forehead against his as her muscles relax and her heart rate begins to slow.

“What do you say I walk you home?”

[moemoemammon]

may i request hcs for a poly mc?

Poly!MC with the Demon Brothers!

(GN!MC as always✌️)

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Lucifer

He will never get over the fact that he's got to share you with his annoying ass brothers. But as the most patient(?) of the seven, he's learned to compromise

And by 'compromise' I mean literally making a schedule for how much time everyone gets with you, to avoid unnecessary fights. They all get you for an entire day, on a respective day of the week in chronological order. (Lucifer on Sunday, Mammon Monday, etc)

Though... we all know he abuses the system by making excuses like "MC, I need you in my office for a moment. I'd like to discuss your grades." and "Come with me for a moment, MC. I'd like you to explain something to me."

Basically he fools everyone by making it sound like you're in trouble, when he literally just wants to hang out with you some more. Maybe he can convince you that all you really need is him..? Jk he respects your decision even if it eats him alive because why his brothers of all people-

"As much as I don't understand your choice, I've lived with those six long enough to know how to deal with them. That being said... I also know how to keep them at bay. We'll have plenty of time to ourselves, hm?"

Mammon

The only brother that can see through Lucifer's ruse, but he can't say anything about it because... come on, it's Lucifer we're talking about.

But that's not stopping him from arguing about that dumb schedule! Why's he got to wait until MONDAY, which is a SCHOOL DAY, just to hang out with you?? Why does he have to go second when he was your FIRST???

Keeps trying to convince you to skip classes with him so you can sneak away and spend the day together. Nobody's got to know, okay?

The whole once-a-week thing teaches Mammon the importance of time management, so he's making the most of the time he's got when you're all his. He's taking you on all sorts of dates and there's no way he'll take no for an answer, got it??

"Oi! What did I tell ya about makin' those goo goo eyes at Levi, huh?! Only look at ME like that, understand? Just you wait, I'll take ya on a date so great, you'll only be able to think about THE Great Mammon! ....Huh? Y-yeah, I want ya to hold my hand."

Levi

Tuesday has officially become his favorite day, for reasons that have nothing to do with the upcoming Ruri-chan themed maid cafe event going on soon-

Tuesday's actually used to be his raid days, when he’d get online with his rpg buddies and do dungeon runs until dawn. But now? He's sacrificed all of that just so he can take the time to enjoy being with you

He may not know much about traditional dating, but don't underestimate the power of an otaku with centuries of dating sim knowledge under his belt-! He'll show you so much moe, your head will pop!!

Just be patient with him, okay? He's seriously trying to be romantic here, even if the thought of holding your hand is enough to make his palms sweaty. But he's not passing up an entire day filled with MC-! Not even his inferiority complex will get in his way!

"Eheheh... I've spent all night coming up with the perfect plan of action! First! We're going to have a TSL marathon of all your favorite episodes! Second! We'll speedrun that game you wanted to play, because I bought it! Third! We'll make a TSL-themed dinner to enjoy in my room! Then, we- ..Huh? What do you mean there won't be enough time? S-seriously?!"

Satan

Wednesday... well, that's right in the middle of the week, so it gives him plenty of time to carefully plan what he wants to do with you when it's his turn to have you. (He also does everything in his power to ruin Lucifer's dates oop-)

We all know Satan's gonna write a whole ass dating journal filled with all sorts of romantic ideas he wants to try out on you.

It's a literal date planner, and he's got things meticulously scheduled just to ensure he makes the most out of your day. You'll have to tell him that you prefer to go with the flow, or he might get a little overzealous-

But having a chance to settle down and realize that it's alright to relax once in a while is a relief. He can't help but feel annoyed when he sees you with the others, and it makes him want to cram even more of himself into your thoughts, so a breather is definitely needed.

"You know, I've been reading more books of the romance genre lately, and it's been giving me ideas for how to spend my time with you. I know you said I shouldn't take live advice from a novel, but... when I read the stories, I can't help but picture the two of us. Shall we read some of them together?"

Asmo

Thursday?? Why couldn't he have a weekend??? Everyone knows there's nothing fun happening on a Thursday night... That being said, Asmo has to get creative!

He's no stranger to improvised romance, so this boy pulls out all the stops and always delivers?? Somehow???? He can plan the perfect date in under thirty minutes-

And the time away from you makes him realize that he actually has to consider the depth of those dates. He finds he's not satisfied with cheap, devilgrammable dates anymore. He wants substance!

So he's taken to staying home with you, carefully and quietly getting to know you, and sharing himself with you. He loves it best when the date leaves him craving more and thinking of nothing but your smile. He hopes you can say the same, too.

"...Aaand that's how you do a cross stitch! Levi taught me that one, and it's saved my life a dozen times! It was a great idea that we should make matching wallets, huh? I'm just FULL of ideas like that! Go ahead and praise me all you want~!❤️"

Beel

Madame Screams does a discount on their sweets every other Friday, when they rotate their stock. He couldn't be happier! Though, he’d be fine with any day of the week tbh-

That doesn't mean he doesn't value his time with you, though. It being close to the weekend means he gets to stay up late with you, the two of you sneaking into the kitchen at night to smuggle away a mountain of snacks

Or he'll take you out into the mountains for a picnic, hoping the view of the surrounding scenery and your face will curb his appetite.

He couldn't be happier to have you for an entire day. A whole day, where hunger is just an afterthought and all he cares about is making you laugh... It makes him happy. He's starting to love Fridays even more now.

"Are you sure you're not tired? We've been hiking for a while....Here, hop on my back. I don't mind it. It's nice when I get to be close to you like this....Hm? My face is red? I think it's the heat.. maybe."

Belphie

Saturday, huh? Perfect. He preps for the weekend by sleeping as much as possible on Friday, so he can stay up all Saturday with you.

And when night falls? That's when his plan really comes into play. He spends the entire day doing the things you want to do, making sure you're thoroughly worn out so when it's time for bed, he has no problem coaxing you into bed with him.

And he's exhausted at that point so once he wraps his arms around you and falls asleep, there's no escape. The longer you're stuck there, the less time he spends glaring at Lucifer for stealing you on Monday.

But really.. the highlight of it all is the big, goofy grin on your face when he watches you indulge in the things you love. Even if it might not be his cup of tea, he's just happy that you're happy. And if he can keep you away from Lucifer, it's a win win.

"If you keep smiling like that, it'll make it even harder to give you away tomorrow. But you know.. we could just run away for a day or two. We could go camping somewhere, and stare up at the stars all night long. It'll be our secret."

[steppin-on-the-last-train]

Kids

Summary: You check up on Kate and have an important conversation with Clint.

Pairing: Kate Bishop x gn!spider!reader

Warning(s): None

Word Count: 2.5k

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4

You finally make it to the spot that you had tracked Kate’s phone to. You feel a little bad showing up here after she explicitly told you not to, but you needed to make sure she was okay after she had literally been jumped by the mafia, and in your opinion that was more than enough to warrant your being there.

You duck behind a couple of trash cans in an alleyway right outside of the apartment building and pray that no lost civilian would stumble back here as you change out of your suit and into your normal clothes. In your haste, you fall trying to slip your leg out of the skin tight suit and curse the stubborn fabric for delaying your efforts at reaching Kate. Finally, you’ve successfully changed, tugging your hoodie on and stuffing the suit back into your backpack as you make your way to the next hurdle: the apartment buzzer.

You couldn’t just climb up the wall and enter through the window like you do at your own place and sometimes even at Peter’s, though the image of Kate’s surprised face as you appear unannounced outside of the window of her ‘top secret hideout’ is one that makes you smile.

Doing what any sensible person would do when trying to get into an apartment complex that was not theirs, you press each button, announcing that you were here with the pizza until one let you in.

Score!

Now for the final obstacle, which floor was she on? Your phone pinged hers to the exact location, but unfortunately that information did not include height, so while you knew where in the building she was standing, you lacked the floor number.

You heave a sigh that would rival Kate in drama level and start on the first floor, knocking on the door that might contain your best friend. You hear the voice of an elderly man from inside and realize that this was not the right one, shouting a quick apology and running up to the next floor.

You knock on the next door, the one directly above the one from your first failed attempt, and hold your breath. The door opens and it’s a little girl, maybe about six or seven years old. Closer, but not quite. You don’t even bother saying anything this time before bolting up to the next room.

Okay, third time’s the charm.

You knock and a familiar voice lights up your expression.

“Who is it?” You hear footsteps approaching the door before a pause, she was looking through the peephole. “Oh. My. God.”

She opens the door and you offer a sheepish grin before slipping inside, not wanting to give her the opportunity to shut the door in your face.

“How did you find me?” She interrogates, having had full faith that her previous words were enough to stop you from wanting to see her.

“Tracked your phone,” you hold your own up for emphasis and watch as her expression deflates.

Bested by her own trick. Damn.

“Kate, you’re hurt!” You can’t stop yourself from striding across the room toward her and examining the gash on her forehead after noticing the wound. “Did you do this yourself?” You ask as you notice the poorly cleaned and somehow even less professional stitch job.

“Uh, yea, impressive huh?”

You cock an eyebrow at her words, did she actually think that this was a sufficient enough job to allow the cut to heal properly? You looked her in the eyes to check if she was joking or not and yep, she totally thought that she had patched herself up perfectly.

“No Kate, uh, this isn’t, just let me fix it,” you sigh, moving to the table where a rudimentary mess of first aid stuff was laid out.

Despite her initial protests, she sits down at your insistence while you wash your hands over at the sink.

“Kay, how do you always manage to find yourself in the middle of trouble?” You use her nickname you have for her as you begin to reclean the gash on her head. You also think about how that was the ultimate moment of hypocrisy on your part, seeing as you’d been getting shot at by armed robbers earlier that same day.

“I don’t know, I just wanted to help,” she sighs, unable to stop the nagging feeling that she had somehow disappointed you by doing what she thought was right.

“Yea I know that feeling, probably better than most,” you admit quietly; keeping your identity a secret from Kate was proving to be an ever-troublesome task, especially now that she was so close to the superhero business.

“What?” She pipes up, turning to face you suddenly. You were glad that you’d finished the stitches on her just a few seconds prior, or else she might've messed the gash up even more.

“I just said that you’re a good person Kate, of course you wouldn’t let this go.” It’s not a total lie at least, this really wasn’t that out of pocket for the Bishop girl, you just wish that she wasn’t caught up in both the Ronin mystery and the Armand murder; both being cases in which you knew frusturateingly little. And, if you wanted to help her, you’d have to play double from now on, interacting with her as both Spider-Man and the you that she knows without giving away that you were one in the same. This was going to be more difficult than you had initially thought.

“Right, of course. Thank you, by the way, for showing up here and helping me. Even though I totally knew what I was doing,” she quips, a mischievous grin on her face as she gets up to feed the dog, yes, dog, a slice of pizza.

“Where’d the dog come from?” You ask, feeling slightly overwhelmed at the sheer amount of things Kate had managed to drag into her life since talking to her a few hours ago.

“This is Pizza Dog, he’s a stray, I picked him up after he almost got hit by a car,” she explains cheerfully, totally oblivious to your wide-eyed expression.

Thankfully, you were saved from any more mind-blowing announcements by a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” Kate immediately calls out. If it was a hostile she would have just alerted them to her position while simultaneously being unprepared for an attack herself.

Luckily, it’s someone familiar, if the way she looked like she was about to explode from excitement as she looked through the peephole was any indication.

“It’s Hawkeye!” Her mouth is wide open in unbridled joy as she moves to let him in and you couldn’t help but think about how cute she looked in that moment, almost forgetting the reason he was here in the first place.

You hadn’t seen him since the final battle against Thanos and even then it was just in passing as you fought side by side against the mad titan’s army. But seeing him here, knowing that you had indeed met and conversed with the avenger before, while convincing Kate that you were far distanced from anything superhuman, made the guilty feeling in your stomach double in intensity.

He fixes his attention on Kate first, the girl being the loudest and most enthusiastic person in the room. That, and he was only back to check on her anyways, before his eyes tracked to you standing awkwardly by the table. You notice the question on his face and give a small shake of your head, pleading with him to not give away the fact that the two of you are already familiar with each other.

He nods in acknowledgement, but you can read the silent message in his eyes as clear as day, you have a lot of explaining to do. And with that he adopts the bored, slightly annoyed look that seems to be his default expression since running into Kate, leaving you to wonder if that entire exchange had actually happened or not.

“Great, you’re multiplying,” he huffs out with an eye roll, leaning against the counter in the back of the apartment.

“Clint! This is my best friend, Y/N, who is actually not supposed to be here, but it’s okay. Don’t worry I trust them,” Kate reassures quickly, wanting to avoid the archer mistaking you for a threat or a loose end. “Look,” she adds, pointing to the cut you had just fixed up for her, “they even helped me with my battle wound.”

“Uh-huh,” he grunts, seemingly not impressed by whatever was going on here even as he thinks to himself, great, now there’s two chaos children I have to keep track of and keep safe.

Reaching a dead end with Clint, Kate turns to you now, a new thought coming to mind. “Hey, where’d you even learn to stitch like this anyway?”

Uh oh, you hadn’t even thought about how you were going to justify being so proficient in first aid, you just saw that Kate was hurt and needed to help. You couldn’t exactly tell her that you and Peter had taught yourselves after getting scraped up while fighting crime, so you just stare at her, trying not to give away the fact that you had been caught in an unanswerable question, before scrapping together some semblance of a reason.

“My mom’s a doctor, remember?” You hold your breath now, hoping that Kate would buy it.

Luckily she did, tapping her temple and clicking her tongue as if that cleared everything up, “that’s right, how could I forget?”

“Yea,” you offer a half smile half grimace, the feeling as if you were betraying Kate by hiding things from her rendering you unable to respond properly to keep the conversation going.

The room was, tense, to say the least, everyone too caught up in needing a moment alone with each individual present to attempt to find a way for all three of you to converse. Clint needed to talk to you about your alter-ego, but couldn’t with Kate present while also needing to talk to Kate about the case without dragging you into it further. You were desperate to talk to Kate about your secret identity before it came out in a less ideal manner. Kate wanted to talk to you in return so she could chastise you and convince you to go home, that being an awkward exchange for Clint to witness.

It took Kate clapping her hands together and announcing she needed to use the restroom for the silence to be broken. She stopped as she passed by you though, whispering that Clint was a tough nut to crack and wishing you good luck before leaving the room.

You felt the need to speak up, to explain everything to Clint before he could make any more assumptions or even expose you, though you doubt that he would be truly critical of you or that he would think about spilling your secret, but you can never be too careful.

Before you get the chance however, he beats you to the punch, looking right at you and saying, “so she doesn’t know huh?”

You inhale sharply, now that the time had actually come for you to say something your mind was blank, how could you truly justify hiding a huge part of yourself from your supposed best friend? The answer was you couldn’t, and finally facing an objective party with this fact forced you to think about how you had ended up in this predicament in the first place.

Seeing your face find an expression somewhere in between guilty and confused, Clint spoke again. “May I offer a suggestion?”

Damn you and your inability to cover your feelings. You being the type of person to lead with your heart and not your head, combined with the scrutiny of a former SHIELD spy, allowed him to predict all of your thoughts way before you could act on them.

You look at your feet and nod your head quickly, feeling like a small child on the verge of being chastised by your teacher. You hadn’t known or interacted with the archer long enough to really understand him, and you hated that this was the first impression you were making on him.

“Tell her, before it becomes a problem the two of you won’t be able to shake.”

His words made sense, they really did, but the illogical, emotional side of you couldn’t help but worry. What if it was already too late? What if you told her right now and she never wanted to speak to you again? Wouldn’t it be easier to keep her in the dark? Even if the survival of your relationship wasn’t in question, wouldn’t she be safer without the burden of knowing who one of the famed web slingers is?

“Do it, I promise that if she loves you half as much as you love her, you’ll be okay.”

You look at him now, a shocked expression taking over your features. “How did you-?”

“I always sense these types of things, I’m a former spy, and more importantly a father, I know a crush when I see one.” He says, finally smiling and easing some of your anxiety.

“Right of course, yea, makes sense.”

As soon as the conversation lulled, Kate burst back into the room. “So… what were you guys talking about?”

“Just telling them that they should get home because you and I need to discuss some things.” Clint covers for you as you nod your head along to his story.

You stand there like an idiot before Clint gives you a pointed look, motioning his head toward the door.

“Yes! I was just about to leave,” you quickly say, walking over to Kate before heading out the door. “Please, please promise me that you’ll stay safe, and that you’ll call me if anything happens.” You look her in the eyes to let her know how serious you are about this and to make her understand that this isn’t just some game, that it’s very real and very dangerous.

“Yes of course I will, I promise that I’ll be okay. I have too much to live for to die right now,” she answers, returning that serious expression that your own eyes hold, along with a mix of something else; another emotion that you don’t quite understand.

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

“Okay!” Clint exclaims, clapping his hands together. The outburst breaks apart whatever the two of you had been doing and you finally head for the door.

“Bye Kate,” you smile and this time it’s a little lighter, knowing that Clint would be there to protect her, and knowing that she promised she would stay safe.

“Bye.” She watches you leave with a longing expression in her eyes and her mouth slightly parted as if she wanted to say something more, or to call you back inside, yet she doesn’t.

Meanwhile, Clint watches the whole exchange and shakes his head to himself, a smirk lifting the corner of his mouth.

Kids.

[silverflame2724]

WWX decides to kill two birds with one stone and with the help of WQ reforges the Stygian Tiger Seal into a artificial golden core replacement which she implants into WWX.

WWXs eyes are now permanently red and he has the full power of the seal at his fingertips at all times because its part of him now.

Another side effect of this Stygian Core is discovered when WWX misses JZXs ambush and is instead attacked and disembowled in Carp Tower in full view of the cultivation world but then immediately regenerates without a scratch and blood ruined robes.

Watching WWX be more annoyed at the bloody robes than being disembowled because the Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation has apparently cultivated to immortality USING RESENTMENT shakes a lot of people.

“Huh.” Wen Qing says as she observes yet another failure of Wei Wuxian’s inventions quite literally blow up in his face. “So this Seal of yours protects you?”

Wei Wuxian coughs from the smoke of his busted invention, “Well, yeah. What about it?”

“It’s sentient, correct?”

“Yeah....?”

“Hmm.” Wen Qing observed the Seal slowly bobbing up and down. “Can you circulate resentful energy through the Seal for a moment? Don’t make it do anything. Just channel resentful energy through it like you would if you channeled spiritual energy normally.”

“Okayyy??” Wei Wuxian was perplexed but nevertheless obeyed and watched as Wen Qing’s eyes brightened. “What? What is it? Wen Qing, tell meeeeee! Don’t leave me out!!!!!”

“Brat, I’m trying to concentrate.” She scolded him, but her tone was fond.

Wei Wuxian waited a few more moments before it seemed like Wen Qing had seen enough.

“I want you to calm down when I say this, but I think you can reforge the Seal into a core which I can transfer into you.”

Wei Wuxian was silent......for about two seconds. “............What?”

Wen Qing sighed. “Wei Wuxian, when you channeled resentful energy through the Seal, the Seal acted much like how it would if someone were to channel spiritual energy through their core. The Seal can be made into an artificial core is what I’m saying.”

“I.....you are sure?” Wei Wuxian asked. He knew Wen Qing wouldn’t joke about this.

“Yes. I’m about eighty percent sure this will go well. I can even knock you out when I cut you open this time.”

“I.....okay.” Wei Wuxian was at a loss for words.

“So I’ve rendered you speechless.” Wen Qing smiled. “That kinda feels good.”

Wei Wuxian pouted.

...........

It took a few days to reform the Seal into a form that would resemble a core but Wei Wuxian was a genius and having Wen Qing there to bounce ideas off of helped in giving him a clue as to how a core should look and feel like.

“Are you ready?” Wen Qing asked.

Wei Wuxian, who was one hundred percent not ready, said, “Yes.”

Wen Qing saw through this. “It will be alright.” She squeezed his hand. “This time, it will be alright.”

That was the last thing he heard before he was knocked out.

.

.

.

When he awoke, his eyes had burned for a little before the pain dissipated.

Wen Qing had been in the midst of declaring the operation successful when she suddenly paused, “Huh.”

“What is it?” He asked nervously. Did something go wrong?

“Oh.....it’s, hmm. A’ Ning, get me some water, will you?”

Wen Ning returned not long later and locked eyes with Wei Wuxian. He seemed quite startled and that made Wei Wuxian even more curious. Based on Wen Qing’s reaction, it wasn’t anything bad, but still.....

“Wei Wuxian.”

“Yes?”

“Look at your reflection and you’ll understand why A’ Ning and I looked startled.”

Wei Wuxian did.

And he was shocked to see that his eyes have now become a brilliant shade of red. “What the hell?”

“Mmhm.” 

“Why are my eyes red???”

“Well, Wei Wuxian, I’m not sure if anyone’s told you, but you’re aware your eyes turn red everytime you use demonic cultivation, right?”

“Umm, no??”

“Well, they do. And considering what your core is, well. I’m not entirely surprised this happened. It was certainly unexpected though.” She finished cleaning up and left Wei Wuxian to just sit and admire his reflection.

...................

A week and some carefully supervised experiments later, Wei Wuxian had full control over his core. It was really just the same thing as how one would normally use a golden core, so it didn’t take long for him to get the hang of it. However, considering his core is the Seal, he also had the ability to control thousands of corpses and this time without any of the side effects.

He also spent time trying to get Suibian to respond to him using resentful energy. Considering that the sword was a spiritual sword, he was unsure of the compatibility but Suibian seemed to adapt well enough and Wei Wuxian was so glad he didn’t have to give up ever using his beloved sword again.

The next step on his agenda was to update the wards. Using the power of the Seal to strengthen it was a walk in the park and Wei Wuxian finally felt like despite how the cultivation world was always on the verge of killing him and the Wens, they’d be safe. The wards would hold out.

He then started absorbing all the deep-seated resentment in the soil to make it more fertile as well as trying to clear the Burial Mounds resentment by listening to the stories of the dead and helping them pass on. He also painstakingly dug up all the strewn about corpses, burned them and held proper funeral rites for them.

The crops flourished, the Wens and him were well-fed, and the Burial Mounds started to lighten up. Wei Wuxian no longer looked to be on the verge of death and he was able to cultivate without any problem.

Like this, time passed peacefully.

..........................

He was invited to his nephew’s one month celebration not long later and Wei Wuxian decided that this would be a good time to show the cultivation world that he truly is the grandmaster of demonic cultivation they all claim him to be. (In truth, he never considered himself to be any sort of grandmaster considering how little he knew of demonic cultivation, but it was different now.)

He told Wen Ning and the other corpses - of the resentful spirits that stayed behind saying they wanted to help him - to watch for any Jins since he trusted they’d take this chance to attack the Burial Mounds.

After he put on a concealing talisman for his eyes - since he knew that his different eye color would make a huge uproar -, he took to the skies with Suibian and nearly teared up. He’d missed flying. He’d missed this feeling. Laughing happily, he circulated the resentful energy in his core and sped up, becoming a black blur as he flew straight over Qiongqi Path.

When he landed at the foot of Koi Tower, invitation in hand, the Jin guards seemed surprised to see him there but had to let him in, not wanting to offend him. 

Jiang Yanli-- no, it was Jin Yanli saw him and waved excitedly, beckoning him over. Out of his sight, Jin Guangyao and Jin Guangshan seemed surprised to see him there.

“A’ Xian!”

“Shijie!” The form of address slipped out.

Her face softened. “You made it!”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world!”

The whispers of the people around him, wondering why he was there, surrounded him, but he ignored it. “Shijie, here’s my present!”

She looked at the bell with a little bit of wonder. “What does it do?”

“It’ll ensure that high level resentful beings and below won’t be able to move!”

“Oh, A’ Xian! This is perfect.”

“Thank you.” Jin Zixuan said, awkwardly. Wei Wuxian had forgotten he was there.

“No need! If it’s for Shijie’s son, I’d do anything!”

“He’s my son, too.”

Wei Wuxian made a face at that. “Well, yeah.”

“Wei Wuxian!” Jiang Cheng called and then stopped. “You have your sword?”

Wei Wuxian shrugged, “Yep!” He twirled around. “I started picking Suibian up again! But let’s not focus on that, Jiang Cheng!”

Jiang Cheng seemed hesitant but dropped it readily enough as they started bickering like they used to.

Suddenly--

“Wei Wuxian!” Someone yelled.

Wei Wuxian groaned. Can one day go on without someone yelling my name with hatred??? Like, please??

“Yeeeeeees?” He drawled tiredly.

And some Jin guy that vaguely looked like Jin Zixuan stomped in, looking murderous. “You, remove the curse that you put on me!!”

Murmurs started up all around them.

“Curse?” Wei Wuxian looked confused. “What curse? And who are you anyway? Am I supposed to know you from somewhere??” 

“You know who I am!!”

“No, I don’t actually.” Wei Wuxian scratched his head as he walked forward to get a better look. He really didn’t know!

“That’s Jin Zixun.” His shijie said, coming up to him. “From the Phoenix Mountain hunt?” Before Wei Wuxian could say anything, she continued. “The one that was supposed to apologize to you.”

“Hmm?” Wei Wuxian thought really hard. “Oh! I remember you now!” He said to a rather red-faced Jin Zixun. “Sorry about that buddy, but uhh I didn’t curse you! I didn’t even remember you until now!”

“It must be you! It has to be you!!” He screamed and it was really grating on his nerves. “See! Look at this!” He ripped his robes open and everyone gasped at the evidence of the Hundred Holes curse on his torso. 

Wei Wuxian whistled. “Well, that’s quite some curse. But I still didn’t do it.” Jin Zixun looked ready to refute so he continued, “Why would I curse you secretly when I usually make a big production of those I kill?”

People had to admit he had a point.

Jin Zixun continued to scream expletives until he finally rushed forward and in a rather bold move, drew his sword, plunging forward. However, in his anger, he completely missed his target and the direction of the blade pointed towards Jin Yanli.

“A’ Jie!!” Jiang Cheng screamed

Wei Wuxian was the closest to her and pushed her back, stepping in front of her taking the sword to his gut.

“A’ XIAN!!!” “WEI WUXIAN!!” “WEI YING!!” Jin Yanli, Jiang Cheng, and Lan Wangji, who was actually there, all screamed.

And Wei Wuxian who had just been disemboweled, grit his teeth and pulled out the sword. Which, in hindsight, was a horrible decision since blood got everywhere. Though not so much when his stomach stitched itself back together. “................Huh.” I knew I regenerated quickly considering how often I got hurt plowing the fields and digging up the corpses to put them to rest, but damn that was quick. Though..... “My robes!” He fake-cried, turning his attention to a stunned Jin Zixun. “You ruined my robes! I just managed to scrounge up enough money to buy this new pair and you ruined them!!!!” He fretted over the large rip over his abdomen. “What am I going to tell Wen Qing? She just told me not to stain them!”

The entire cultivation just stared at him in silent shock, making Wei Wuxian feel a little self-conscious. 

“Uhh, what are all of you staring at me for?”

“Wei Wuxian,” Jiang Cheng said with all the patience of an exasperated brother. “Is that the only thing you can ask?!” He glared, signaling for two Jiang disciples to restrain Jin Zixun from anymore stupid ideas he’d like to enact. “When did you cultivate to immortality?”

“I didn’t??? What do you mean??”

“Wei Ying.” Lan Zhan said, checking him over. “Are you alright?”

“Hmm? I’m a little dizzy considering all the blood I’ve lost, but it’s nothing big!” He grinned. It felt nice to have Lan Zhan care for him rather than fight with him.

“Wei Wuxian, stop flirting with Hanguang-Jun and answer the damn question.”

Wei Wuxian turned his attention back to his brother and pouted at him, missing Lan Wangji’s red ears. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“A’ Xian.” Shijie said and Wei Wuxian abruptly realized her robes had his blood on them. 

“Shijie, I’m sorry I got your robes dirty!”

“It’s fine.” She patted him. “But A’ Xian, I know you didn’t pay attention to those lectures, but only immortals can heal from wounds like that that quickly.”

“Really?”

“Mn.” Lan Zhan confirmed.

“Huh. So I’m immortal?”

“Yes.” Jiang Cheng deadpanned. “And you didn’t even notice it. In true Wei Wuxian fashion.”

Lan Zhan frowned then. He had still been checking Wei Wuxian’s pulse. “Wei Ying, what happened to your core?”

“Hmm? .........Oh shit.”

“Why is it covered in resentment?”

“Oh. Umm.” Wei Wuxian really was at a loss for words now. “We can discuss that later?”

“Wei Ying.”

“Aiya, how do you make my name sound like reprimand?”

“Don’t try to deflect the conversation.” Jiang Cheng said, now paying attention.

Wei Wuxian groaned. “Okay. Well, everyone would have found out sooner or later but umm. I might have cultivated to immortality accidentally via demonic cultivation? Haha, ha......”

No one laughed with him. They all looked pretty shaken and Wei Wuxian wanted to laugh at their reaction. He felt pretty detached from it all, to be honest.

“Can we all just forget about this and continue celebrating Jin Ling’s one month celebration?”

And everyone collectively said, “No.”

“Aww.”

___________________

To this day, I’m still unsure of whether it’s Carp Tower or Koi Tower.

[roll-da-credits]

Overprotective - Hawks x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Request: hi ! if you don’t mind could i request something for hawks?? you can do it as a oneshot or hcs (which ever works for you). basically my idea was that the reader and him work together but reader gets injured. its not even that bad maybe just like a deep cut on their or something but people come to load them into the ambulance and hawks is just in protective birb mode. mans has his wings around them and is glaring at anyone near and reader is just like “pls i just need to get stitches then i’ll be fine dummy”. protective hawks just makes my heart go hnnnggghhh,,

A/n: fun fact of the day, protective Hawks also make my heart go S;DFJLASDFLJA;SDJFA, I love him sm, like he's such a bastard but he's an amazing bastard yk? I mean just look at how absolutely dumb and adorable he looks in the banner❤️ Anyways, thank you so much for the request and I hope you enjoy it!!!

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“Hawks, the situation has gotten a little bit out of hand, they can use an extra hero out there.” One of Keigo’s assistants informed him over the phone.

Before he even replied, he flew quickly over to the site, “I’m already here. Who’s on duty right now?” Keigo released some of his feathers to rescue some civilians, and listen in on whatever ruckus was happening.

“Kamui Woods and H/n, but their quirks aren’t the best fo-” Keigo didn’t even let the woman behind the phone finished before quickly turning off his phone and sending even more of his feathers to scan the area for you.

If he was called in for backup, that meant you and Kamui Woods weren’t able to contain the villain very well. Or it could mean both of you were injured far beyond being able to defeat it. His mind raced trying to listen in on every corner of the danger zone.

The villain wasn’t exactly incredibly destructive or murderous, he was just a criminal with a rather pesky quirk. Being able to create spikes wherever his skin touched and on his hands, led to a lot of bystanders in the busy area getting injured, both Kamui Woods and you, were rather overwhelmed.

“Woods, rescue the civilians, I’ll try to ambush him.” From one of his feathers, he could hear your voice and pinpointed your location before swiftly flying over there.

His eyes landed on yours, and for a brief second, you faltered in your position, rather shocked at seeing Keigo there. This small shock led your ambush to completely failing, the man had enough time to react to your attack.

The spikes on his hands were directed to slash your chest, if it wasn’t for a red feather quickly pushing you back, your chest would’ve been a giant gash by now. Keigo flew down and quickly apprehended the man with his feathers quite easily. Making you slightly scoff behind him.

“Always got to show off huh?” he looked back at you with a small smirk, only for it to immediately falter when he saw your right hand on your shoulder. Blood dripping from your fingers.

“Birdie, I thought you completely dodged it?!” Keigo walked over to you eyes glued on the wound, wings rather puffed up from worry.

“He can extend his spikes you know?” Since Keigo was still looking pretty alarmed, you tried calming his nerves down, “Love, it's literally nothing. I get worse injuries all the time, it’ll probably take 2 stitches and that’s it. I am a bit tired from all the fucking running though.”

You said the last words in a more joking manner and started to head over to an ambulance to get your wounds treated and transported to a hospital to check for any further damage.

That was your plan, before Keigo suddenly picked you up from the ground, his wings taking flight immediately.

“Oi Keigo what the FUCK are you doing?!?!??!?” You yelled, being completely shocked at the fact that a second ago your feet touched the ground, now there was no ground to be seen.

“Who knows if the people in the ambulance were actually working with the thief.”

At this point you were flabbergasted, this man picked you off your feet just because of a deep cut in your SHOULDER, not even your legs, and didn’t want you to deal with paramedics because he was scared of them being the thief’s accomplices.

“You are literally making zero sense.” You let out an exasperated sigh knowing full well Keigo isn’t letting you go any time soon.

Finally arriving at the hospital, Keigo was literally on your tail the entire time. Even when going up to the desk to explain what happened to when you had to explain the circumstances you were in (those circumstances being you didn’t get to the paramedics on sight because of a certain hero).

When one of the nurses came to bring you to another room, Keigo followed once again.

“Excuse me, sir, we need to bring you to a different room to do a check-up on you.” There were a few scratches here and there from the previous fights before your skirmish with the villain. But he completely ignored the nurse. Only fluffing up his wings even more.

“Sir?” “Oh, I’m incredibly sorry, I’d like to say with my little birdie over there.” Keigo gestured towards you who’s being led to sit on a bed before getting stitches.

He came over to stand next to you and hold your hand in his.

“Babe, I’m literally a pro hero, I’ve gotten stitches more times than I can count. It's ok.” You tried reassuring him. Codeword: tried.

When the doctor came in with her tools, Keigo literally glared daggers at her. The room felt like it dropped a couple of degrees and you can feel the doctor getting slightly nervous from the dangerous glare of the rather intimidating hero.

Who wouldn’t be intimidated when an extremely popular hero’s lover was being treated by you?

“Ok no I’m not doing this, babe wait outside.” Keigo immediately looked at you with an offended expression. As if you just insulted him and all of his ancestors before him, “You’re literally intimidating the poor doctor, this will take about 15 minutes and then you can come back in.”

You kept a stern tone to him and he dejectedly, like a child after getting scolded by his mother, walked out the room. Leaving the ‘suspicious’ (at least to him) doctor and you alone.

15 minutes had passed and when the doctor left the room, she was immediately met with the menacing glares of the fastest hero, “They’re ok right?” The doctor stammered trying to answer him, “Uhhh yeah, yeah she’s fine. Its, it's not that deep.”

After answering she immediately paced away from Keigo who was already entering your room.

He took a seat beside your bed laid his head on the crook of your uninjured shoulder, wings lightly fluttering from the joy he was feeling. He had the biggest dopey smile you had ever seen.

“Your wings look really fluffy right now.” You remarked reaching out to caress some of his feathers. They were incredibly soft despite how dangerous of weapons they can be when he wanted them to.

“I was worried, am I not allowed to worry for my incredible birdie?” He cooed to you before wrapping his hands around your waist, peppering kisses all over your face. Causing you to giggle and lightly push him away.

“I’m a pro hero you know, I know when to ask for help.” You held up the feather necklace Keigo gave you, showing you technically could signal him to come to your aid any time if you needed to, “You don’t need to worry about me, pretty boy.”

The dopey smile somehow grew much more into a heartwarming one. He climbed onto the hospital bed, snuggling with you on it, was it slightly uncomfortable? Sure. But you wouldn’t have to stay here for that long anyway, so why not just have a little calming cuddle session.

Keigo, feeling your head on his chest, his hand tangling itself on your hair, and his other hand holding firmly on your waist, reminded himself. You will be okay. He doesn’t always need to baby you. You’re perfectly capable of doing things.

“Hey, birdie?” You hummed in reply, “Sorry for how weird I acted.” You snorted, weird was an understatement.

“It was cute seeing you overprotective though.” With that Keigo’s laughter filled your ears. Like a soft calming tune.

It was weirdly serene, bandages all over your left shoulder, the sun lightly setting, and an amazing man (bird? Man-bird?) in your arms.