#just very clearly an accident and he tries and fails to cover it up

[soup-child]

It makes sense thematically why hardwon is living on the edge of town not in an actual stump but I love the idea that he crashed it there and went oh yeah I totally meant to do that I don't like where my stump is now I've been meaning to move

[mammons-hubby]

Hiiii :3 can I request platonic headcanons of the brothers with MC who is a child/preteen? You pick which age you're more confident writing, but like in this 8-12 yrs range if possible, thank youuu🩷

I wasn't sure if to make the Mc be cursed or the Mc being chosen for the program while still being a child. I chose the later, hope you enjoy!

The little Mc! :

When the one stepping out of the portal was a 10 year old, he almost passed out.

Lucifer

This wasn't in the papers, at ALL. There is just no way this could've possibly happen, maybe a child stepped into the portal by accident?

But no, once the kid was questioned it was obvious they were the exchange student they were expecting.

Internal panic.

This kid can't go to the basically highschool for demons, and there are no schools in the Devildom.

He has a really stern talk with the brothers so they behave in front of them.

Depending on your behavior he may start to get more grey hairs or take a big liking to you.

In the end he ends up really attached to you.

Pampers you, and denies he does it.

"What?! I gotta take care of a kid?!"

Mammon

New babysitter for Mc. He at first dislikes it a ton, but he has a soft spot for kids so he doesn't take it on you, but you notice he is kinda mad.

Very overprotective. Not at first but with just a couple of days he really starts to like you and can't leave your side.

Will bother you to get a reaction, if you start crying he may even give you some Grimm.

Teaches you how to gamble and gets strung to the ceiling.

Gives you piggybacks.

He may involve you in money schemes at first but never putting you in any actual real harm.

Great. A little kid with sticky fingers.

Leviathan

He doesn't want you anywhere near his room at first, afraid that you will break his precious figurines or destroy his Manga collection.

He still forces you to watch Anime, but in the living room with him. Once you get a liking to it he even dresses you up as his favorite characters.

Once he realizes you won't purposefully break anything of his, he invites you to his room.

You are mesmerized by the pretty lights, the bathtub and the giant aquarium, you say hi to Henry and he melts.

He sees you looking everywhere with awe, and he feels very proud of himself.

From then, you start to play games in his room and carefully read his Mangas.

Lets you play with his tail in his demon form. He finds it kinda funny but gets grossed out when you put it in your mouth and cover it up with saliva. Eugh.

He is kind of curious about you and how you ended up in the Devildom, for Lucifer to make such an oversight is clearly extremely bizarre, almost imposible.

Satan

You kinda look at him with your big baby eyes and he looks back at you, until one of you stops staring and go back to their normal routine.

He is chosen by Lucifer to be your personal teacher. He complains but knows he has to do it.

He will try and teach you things to bother Lucifer, succeeding in some and failing in others.

But he also takes a lot of effort to learn about human culture and teach you the right things and needed things for your mental development.

Will read for you to fall asleep. Devildom fairy stories and others, you seem to like grim stuff too but he reads this stuff to you very rarely. Doesn't want you to be negatively affected.

Buys you a cat onesie and takes lots of pics. Super adorable.

He finds you extremely adorable and amusing, like a little pet.

Asmodeous

He will dress you up in the prettiests of clothings, with the most expensive perfume and hair decorations.

You seem upset and he doesn't understand at first. You explain you don't like being treated like a doll for his amusement.

He thought he was doing everything right?

He thinks about it hard and realizes that maybe being treated like a thing rather than a person must've hurt you.

He apologizes to you and offers to take you to eat something yummy.

He tries and know more about your likes and dislikes. About the shows you like, your favorite colors, the type of clothing you like.

He takes you to buy some pretty clothes of your choosing, and even gets you a cute haircut.

You feel better when you can also express yourself. But from time to time you let him dress you as he wishes, you even match clothings sometime.

Okay so at first a bit dangerous to be near him, considering he sees you as small and chubby and feels the urge to put you in his mouth.

Beelzebub

Once he controls the urges, he is very sweet and caring.

Kinda blunt when he talks, but not clueless. He is not dumb so he knows that he shouldn't say certain things, but considering he is quite honest he lets slip some stuff, but inmediatly notices and fixes it.

Will share his food with you and sit you on his lap while you eat, sorry if you get slobber on your head.

Will make sure you get proper exercise so you grow strong.

Will also take you on piggyback rides wherever you'd like.

Considering he has a younger brother, he grows attached to you very quickly and would give his life for you, and take others.

Belphegor

It depends. If this is an universe where Belphegor doesn't have a vendetta against humans, he may not care too much at first, but then begins to like you.

He would take naps with you, and help you draw and color stuff.

He is the youngest brother, so he may teach you how to get away with being a brat, much to Lucifer's dismay.

Now. If it's the og timeline Belphie?

Things are difficult. He will still try and trick you into doing the pacts with his brothers. And you're a child, so you'd probably believe him.

He does feel more guilty about wanting to kill you, but in the end commits regardless.

It's up to you to forgive him or not. He did kill a child after all.

The brothers are all shocked at him, and disgusted.

It takes a while before things settle down after discovering you're Lilith's descendant.

They're very wary of leaving you with him in a room, in case he tries to hurt you.

But Belphegor feels extremely guilty. It eats him alive, he can't believe that his rage for humanity would make him kill a literal kid.

He tries to make it up to you by being present in your life. Helping you get ready on your day to day life. Taking you places you need to go, pampering you.

It's still up to you if you'll ever forgive him. Perhaps you do, but you'll never forget it.

You can still have a nice relationship with him though, it's not the end of the world. And your life is just beginning.

[steviestits]

In The Family Way - Part 2.1

Written for an anon prompt, which can be read in its entirety on this fic's masterpost.

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Background Argyle/Jonathan Rating: T (E in later chapters, the part after this one to be precise) Summary: The Munson family has never had the typical values that most modern Americans have as they find thrill in all that's mysterious and spooky. Steve Harrington, a black widow omega, hadn't known this when he mated with the family's eldest alpha, Eddie, and thought that he'd be another easy mark that he could kill to inherit the millions that Eddie owned. However, not only do all his murder attempts fail, but Eddie actually enjoys them! And to make matters worse, the alpha wants to try for a pup! Steve has to find a way to off Eddie for good, before he gets pregnant and maybe actually falls for the death-crazed alpha. (Addams Family Values au set in the Omegaverse after the events of the movie with Steve as Debbie and Eddie as Fester) Trigger Warning: Attempted Murder as a love language, Mpreg

(Link to previous part)

The first time Steve saw Eddie Munson was on the cover of Forbes magazine, covering the bout of amnesia he had before he regained his memories and his wealth returned. It was a dry article about a riches to rags back to riches again, but Steve did gleam two important pieces of information after reading the piece. The first was that Eddie Munson was as rich as an alpha could get, even richer than Steve’s two previous inconsiderate (and very dead) mates. Then the second was that Eddie was a complete idiot who answered every question in a strange, off-putting manner that made Steve certain that he’d never been with an omega, as one would run in the other direction the moment he opened his mouth. In other words, Eddie was desperate for a gentle touch, making him an easy mark.

Steve decided to play the role of affectionate caregiver after a few weeks of doing research and learning that the Munsons were having trouble keeping a nanny. From the moment he showed up on their doorstep, the obviously virgin alpha was putty in Steve’s hand. All Steve had to do was bat his eyes in the right way to have Eddie falling all over himself with an eagerness to please that Steve would’ve found cute if he actually cared about that sort of thing.

Everything had been going to plan. Sure, the children had caught onto his fake interest in the eldest alpha of their pack, but his position as nanny gave him an extra amount of leverage, allowing him to convince Argyle and Jonathan that the two wanted to go to summer camp. It had worked perfectly, and the kids were whisked away almost the next day, but even without them, Steve hadn’t foreseen what would happen on their honeymoon.

Eddie was apparently in destructible! Steve had planned to electrocute him in the tub of their suite to make it seem like an accident, only the bastard survived. No, not just survived, the fucker enjoyed it! He even thanked Steve for trying to make the vacation more fun for him, as if Steve hadn’t obviously tried to murder him by dropping a whole stereo into the water with him!

It only got worse from there. Every murder attempt failed and was met with enthusiastic praise from the alpha, who thought Steve was spoiling him. The more Steve tried, the more it became clear that he’d clearly made a mistake in thinking that he could simply do away with his mate like he did with his two previous ones. He thought to try to do away with the whole family. Surely, he’d be able to kill one of them if he tried to get them all at once, but they only welcomed Steve as a fellow Munson when his attempt ultimately failed, as well.

That didn’t mean Steve was going to give up, though. He wasn’t a quitter. Every day, he went up to the attic to try to think of new and inventive ways to murder the alpha and claim the Munson fortune for his own. He tried every combination of poisons he could find and caused accident after accident, even going so far as to try to stab Eddie in order to pass it off as a mugging gone wrong, only he still survived!

Even now, Steve had cut Eddie’s breaks before the alpha had gone out to visit his brother, but he returned in one piece, despite running into a lamppost on the way back. It was getting to the point where Steve thought that maybe he shouldn’t make it look like an accident. Maybe he’d just chop the bastard into tiny pieces then bury him under concrete after constructing a new swimming pool and guest house in the backyard.

Though, that would have to wait, as Steve was currently relaxing in bed, winding down for the day after another string of failures. He was reading his favorite fashion magazine and had just turned the page to check up on the latest fashion trends when a squeaking caught his attention. Steve glanced up to see that Eddie had opened the door to the bedroom and was nervously making his way inside, wringing his hands.

Whatever the alpha had to say, Steve didn’t care. He returned his attention to his magazine, which usually signaled to the other that he wasn’t in the mood to talk. Eddie didn’t leave, however, he continued to stand in the doorway of the omega’s private bedroom, so Steve decided to ignore him, hoping that Eddie would get the message to go away on his own.

“My love,” Eddie called. “My beloved mate. I don’t mean to bother you, my sweet pet, but I was hoping that I could ask you something.”

“I’m a little busy,” Steve replied with a scowl.

Steve continued to read the article that declared that pastels were last season. Obviously, the writer didn’t know what they were talking about, and Steve didn’t know how the editor could allow such blatant lies to be published. It was clear that neither were qualified to be employed at such a prestigious fashion magazine. He doubted the two would be fired if he called, but he figured he could do the firing himself with a well-placed car bomb.

“I know, sweetheart. That’s why it won’t take a moment of your time.”

Steve glanced up reluctantly from his magazine. “Spit it out then.”

“I was wondering if I could pleasure you this evening. I’ve been practicing. I swear I’ve gotten better. It won’t be a repeat of our honeymoon, I promise.”

Raising an eyebrow, Steve stared at his mate curiously before he said, “Fine, knock yourself out.” Then he went back to reading his magazine. He remembered their honeymoon very clearly as the virgin alpha had no idea what to do with a young omega like himself, so Steve ended up doing most of the work that night. Steve honestly didn’t believe that Eddie had improved, but he figured that he’d fulfill his marital duties if it allowed him to finally finish reading.

Part 1.2 ~ Masterpost ~ Part 2.2

[ahgasegotarmy116]

The Art of Etiquette Part 5 | Jeon Jungkook

Summary: Jungkook accuses you of being taken and starts to shut you out. Pairing: f!reader x Etiquette instructor Jungkook, slow burn Word Count: 1.3k a/n: a bit of a shorter chapter since I'm stuck on how I want to continue it but I hope you guys like it anyways 💜

"You're late" I hear Jungkook say as I rush into the room we use for our more etiquette based classes. 

"I'm sorry Jungkook the-" I start to explain but remember that he's told me that 'excuses will get you no where' as he so graciously put it. "I'm sorry" I settle on and set my stuff down before walking up to where he has his back turned to me while he's thumbing through a book. 

"Was your boyfriend one of the reasons you failed to arrive on time?" he asks snapping the book shut, startling me with the harsh movement. 

"Boyfriend?" I question, completely lost before remembering the events of last night. "Oh I do-" "Whether or not you have a boyfriend is none of my concern just make sure this fellow doesn't interfere with the work that is being done here" I shut my mouth and listen as he spouts off nonsense since he doesn't give me a chance to get in a word edgewise before I try again. 

"Understood but Jungkook h-" "On second thought maybe we should keep things on a more professional level. I think we might've gotten a bit too comfortable with each other" he interrupts again, giving me a pointed look. "Meaning?" I question not really sure what he's getting at because the only time he had shown any sign of being comfortable with me was just recently and from my perspective no real lines were crossed. 

"Meaning I would like for you to continue to address me as Mr. Jeon. Understood?" he questions, looming over me no doubt trying to use intimidation to try to put that wall up between us again. 

"Understood" I respond in a small voice but loud enough to avoid further scoldings. 

When he turns to walk aways I grab his hand, leaving him stopping in his tracks, this being one of the few times I've initiated physical contact, catching him off guard. "He's not my boyfriend" I say hoping that will keep him from trying to shut me out so harshly, "and he wasn't the reason I was late. My class ran over and there was a car accident that I had to go around" I say looking down at where our hands are connected and smiling at the fact that he hasn't tried to shrug me off yet. 

"If it makes you feel any better" I say looking up and just noticing the fact that he's been looking at me, making me feel a bit nervous, "He's definitely more into you than he is in me" I say and see his face scrunch a bit in confusion. 

"He's gay Mr. Jeon" I finish putting it plainly and I see a small smile crack his icy façade. "Duly noted" he chuckles dryly. 

"Can we please go back to being a bit more civil with each other? I felt that things were a lot better after having warmed up to each other" I ask, smiling up at him to which I swear I could almost see a light dusting of pink cover his cheeks. Before I can take another second to study it more he's already turned his head and cleared his throat almost confirming my suspicions. 

"I suppose that could be arranged" he says refusing to look at me. "Can I call you Jungkook?" I ask trying to angle my face a bit to catch his glance. 

"If you so desire" he mumbles still refusing to meet my gaze. "How about Jungkookie?" I tease and watch him whip his head around towards me, "Absolutely not!" he says, putting his foot down so to say. "Duly noted" I laugh while enjoying his flustered state. 

"So should we get started?" I ask, trying to move past this and show him a little mercy. "Get started with what?" he questions, clearly very very caught off guard from my slight advances. 

"With my lessons" I say, trying hard to hide my amusement.

"Oh! Yes! You're right, my apologies. Where were we?" he asks, going through his notes that he's been taking to keep track of my progress in the ridiculous course schedule he has laid out for me. 

"You were scolding me for being late" I say walking over to my things and putting on my heels that I haven't changed into since I had been pressed for time. 

"Right, well like you had explained earlier it wasn't your..." he says trailing off and watching as I struggle to get the clasp fastened around my ankle, this being the first time I've worn these shoes that seemed to match my outfit a bit better that my usual ones. "Wasn't my what?" I question, lifting my head, and catch him checking me out. "What?" he asks, breaking out of the trance he had been in for mere seconds. "Never mind" I chuckle and go back to trying to fasten them but for the life of me I can't get them to close. 

"Allow me" he says getting down on one knee and fastening the clasp gently before reaching for my other leg to take off my regular shoes I wore to school today and replacing it with the heel, his hands roaming up and down my calf and ankle to accomplish his goal. 

"Does that feel alright?" he asks and I don't even realize how far I had leaned down to observe his ministrations before he straightens up and is close enough that he bumps his nose against mine. 

"I-" I start but my voice gets caught in my throat, my mind going blank from being this close to him. He leans back a bit only to give himself a chance to look down at my lips which I have been nervously chewing on ever since he knelt down in front of me. 

Bringing his hand up and resting it against my cheek he brushes his thumb ever so slightly on the corner of my lips before dragging it along the bottom of my lip and presses down slightly as a silent plea to release it and I comply. 

He runs his thumb along the bitten and reddened lip before almost placing it on the tip of my tongue. 

"Words" he says in a husky voice, bringing my focus back on him and not only his touch. My eyes glance back up at him with a glossy dazed look in them, cheeks no doubt a bright pink color as I had been so lost in the feeling that I didn't remember the question. 

"Huh?" is all I manage to get out, not wanting to be broken out of this moment just yet. "I asked you to use your words. Do they feel alright?" he asks again slowly, his warm breath fanning my lips with a slight sent of spearmint while his fingers toy with the clasp on my ankle, no doubt as a way to remind me as to what he was asking me. 

"Yes" let out, almost inaudibly. "Yes what? he asks, leaning in closer and switching to running his nose just barely along the side of my neck, sending butterflies through my stomach and causes me to take too long to respond. "Yes what?" he asks again, nudging his nose against the base of my neck. "Yes they feel fine" I choke out and just barely feel how he's almost smiling against my skin. 

"Good" he says, leaning in again to nudge his nose against my sensitive skin before standing back up and finally giving me space to breathe. "Hurry up so we can get started" he says giving me an almost smug smile, delighted at my reactions. 

Once he turns his back on me I realize just what he's done.

 He's settling the score. 

I take a deep breath and clear my throat before standing up and walking towards him to begin our lesson. If he wants to play around with me like this then I'm not backing down anymore. If he wants to level the playing field that's fine but I plan on coming out on top.

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[imagionationstation]

Feral Raphie

Playful in the most violent way possible

“Now. Now, now, now, now, mine, now-“

“Just give me a minute!”

Raph makes a grumbled sound under his breath, the rumble registering as a pout to Mikey’s inexperienced turtle-ese, and Mikey allows a hand to stray from his t-phone just long enough to pat his older brother’s head before he was back to blowing up the zombies on his screen. “Good Raph.”

Raph sulks off the couch and leaves his vision, so Mikey turns his full attention on his video game. This proved a mistake, and the next thing he knows, he’s flat on his plastron with the full weight of a turtle on him, eyes watering as the beak that slams the floor stings. “Dude!”

“Ha!” Raph expresses his triumph with a few additional chirps, remaining perched on his carapace. Mikey hopes that ignoring him will make him actually give up this time, but when he gets no reaction, Raph growls in new frustration, and digs the nails that he refuses to let them trim into his shoulders. “Ow, ow, ow-!”

Mikey raises his arm and smacks his forehead with the t-phone, startling Raph enough that he’s able to knock off his weight, rolling and then rising into a crouch. He glances at his shoulder, finding that one area is dotted with blood. “Bro! Not cool!”

Raph lowers his plastron to the floor, very clearly about to pounce a second time, and Mikey slips his t-phone into his pocket. The only way to keep him from actually wounding anyone is a game of keep away. It’s exhausting to all parties, but as Donnie and Leo are busy, Mikey is going to have to be the fun brother. “Fine! You want to play? Come get me!”

More than slightly overprotective. (If you are his, no one else may touch you.) Doesn’t trust humans, even ones his brothers say he should trust.

“Jones, I am going to kill you!”

“I told you it was an accident!”

“I told you I was busy!”

“Well, you always say that!”

“Because it’s true!”

“I didn’t even do anything! You’re the one who-!”

With a cry of fury, Donnie tackles his lab’s intruder to the ground. The blind rage swallows any chances of rethinking a fight next to the lab table covered in the reminent of his latest project. Even with their missing brother returned home, he wasn’t sleeping very well, and Casey had the unfortunate timing to interrupt while he was in the middle of a sensitive part of his experiment.

Never one to back down from a fight, Casey knocks him off and aims to sock him in the face, but Donnie blocks and then kicks his side, sending him rolling. He gets to his feet, and goes to leer intimidatingly over the human, but Casey chucks a puck, and it slams him into his forehead. He yelps in pain, and Casey jumps up, tripping him when he instinctively stumbles back.

He lands on his rear and then finds himself in a headlock, hands coming up to grasp the jacket sleeves even though he knows Casey wouldn’t really choke him. “I didn’t mean it, dude! Now say uncle!”

That is not about to happen, because giving him a win is the last thing his pride will allow, and Donnie snaps, “Just let me go, meathead!”

“Mine!”

The new voice barely registers when a Casey suddenly releases him with a scream. Donnie dives back and whirls in shock, horrified to find that Raph had sunk his teeth into the teen’s shoulder, a low growl rising as Casey tries and fails to shove him off.

“Raph, no!” Donnie rushes forward and puts hands on either side of his jaw, digging into the the back and forcing his mouth to open.

Casey falls forward, and Raph spins to face him, blood staining his bared teeth. Donnie puts some distance between them, prepared to defend. The fury is blinked away before his older brother darts to his side, walking around him and checking him over for any wounds. Casey starts to rise of the floor, and Raph growls, placing himself between them.

“Raph.” His older brother tilts his head slightly, eyes barely pinpricks.

“Raph, it’s not what it looked like.” Donnie hurries to find a reasoning that he would understand. “It was just- like playing! A game! That’s it. He’s not a threat.”

Raph frowns and Donnie insists, “Just playing. Not a threat.”

He looks between them and then narrows his eyes. “Mine. No play.”

“No more playing,” Donnie agrees nervously.

Raph stomps over to Casey, glaring him down. “Mine.”

“No fighting your bro. Got it.” Casey consents warily.

Raph appears satisfied, and he lowers himself onto all fours, dashing out of the room. Donnie sprints to Casey’s side the minute that he’s out the door, looking over the bite, “Are you okay?”

“He just took a bite out of me. That is so metal.”

“Idiot. Hmm, let’s get this cleaned.”

“Since your crazed brother attacked me, does that make us even?”

“No, it means I won.”

Loves cuddles, hates sleeping alone (reminds him to much of his nights in a cell. #Gone Feral Trauma)

Leo doesn’t know how it’s possible for his brute of a brother to retain ninja-sneak-instincts as a literal brute, and yet still not know how to locate an arm not at all hidden under a blanket.

“Gah!” He clenches his teeth and he jerks it to his chest, pain banishing sleep as he glares at the shelled figure who’d just stepped on his wrist. “Raph!”

Raph crouches down to sniff Leo’s abused appendage and then lets loose a puff of air that almost sounds like a scoff, lowering himself between Leo and the edge of the bed. Leo scoots back until his carapace touches the wall to offer room, and the grumbles, “I thought you were with Mikey.”

He’d put some distance between them, but Raph closes it now, nudging his shoulder with his beak. Leo goes to push his face away, wondering what ungodly hour he’d been woken up at, and then he pauses, his hand curving to cup the damp cheek. “Hey. You okay?”

A soft grunt and he presses his face into Leo’s hand, and Leo complies by running it over his head. He’s careful not to touch the scars left over by the muzzle, moving to scratch the back of his neck, somewhere the carapace prevents Raph’s from reaching.

Raph drops and settles on his side, a position that he leaves him vulnerable, trusting Leo with this truth. Leo stops scratching to grab the extra pillow, handing it to him. Both hands kneed into it, adding new tears to the old, and giving him something that isn’t flesh to satisfy the terror-fueled need to hurt back.

Leo wraps the arm around him, looking into the dark as he feels his brother’s faint trembling. “It was just a nightmare. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

A soft whine. “Mine.”

“I’m here. I’ve got you.”

He somehow manages to tuck himself closer to Leo, a purr vibrating between their plastrons, easing the worry that plagues his older brother. Leo closes his eyes, “You’re home. You’re safe. I promise.”

[nevis-the-skeleton]

What if TFP Starscream after his ‘Airachnid gets his Job’ Plan fails... he tries to get Dreadwing + Shockwave to take his Commander Job instead... But Soundwave keeps stopping him! 💜 

Yes I got two similar X). Thank you for your requests ^^! I'm going to change one thing, and that's the fact that Soundwave manipulates Starscream. Soundwave knows that it would only work in the short term, moreover if Starscream manages to free himself from it he clearly risks killing Soundwave. Starscream doesn't hate Soundwave in TFP. So, I think I'm going more towards a BROTP: 3. Soundwave pushes Starscream to stay Commander yes, but he's going to be more of someone who listens than someone who totally forces against Starscream's will.

~~~

Starscream was still prisoner of his position as Second in Command, and could feel Soundwave's insistent gaze on his shoulders every day. The Seeker didn't even know how that was possible! This fragger didn't even have a face!

When Dreadwing arrived at the Decepticons, the small jet did everything possible to leave his rank to the large Seeker. This time his technique was a little different than with Airachnid. He induces Dreadwing to take the job, discretly, doing his best so the Communications Commander doesn't notice.

And as the thought slowly germinated in the mind of the big jet, as Starscream wished, the spy plane came and ruined everything, as he knew so well. Soundwave simply listened, while Dreadwing shared his wish to replace the smaller Seeker, who wasn't really cut out for the job.

Much to Starscream's horror, the Communications Commander manages to completely change Dreadwing's mind, destroying the small jet's hard work with the snap of a finger. The Seeker had to do his best to cover up his rage and distress every day, as the spy plane kept on thwarting his plans.

He had a new ray of hope in his Spark when Shockwave arrived, with his cursed Predacon. Starscream then devised a multi-step plan, which he knew would work in the scientist's favor, without endangering the life of the jet.

The flyer was assigned to train the Predacon, but he had no desire! That's why he decided just not to. Thus, he hoped that Megatron would realize that Starscream didn't have "the necessary mindset" to fill such an important role as Second in Command. He knew that not performing a task would lead to punishment, but it was a blessing in disguise.

The second step was to "accidentally" compliment Shockwave, preferably in front of Megatron, but also in front of other robots. Starscream always made sure to put a touch of irony, but with a grain of truth so strong that only the positive side of the remark stood out, highlighting the qualities of the Cybertronian tank.

Soundwave had a much harder time convincing his friend that Starscream was best suited to be the Commander. It hurt to admit it, but the Seeker had played his game very well. Especially since he had convinced not only Megatron, but also the Vehicons and the other Decepticons. Even Dreadwing was reconsidering his judgment, despite the speech from the Communications Commander.

“It may be time to change Commander. declared the leader of the Decepticons.

- …….

- You don't agree, Soundwave?

- < What > < will > < do > < Starscream > < ? >

- He'll look for energon for us, that's what an Energon Seeker is basically for.

- ………

- He's not even damned to take care of the Predacon, how could I entrust him with our attack plans?

- ………

- You barely speak, but I can hear your disapproval.

- < Starscream > < important > ……

- Mostly incompetent. Even though he says it accidently, deep down he knows that Shockwave is more qualified than him. »

“Accidently, what a joke!" thought the spy plane with a hint of anger. He didn't know whether to be in awe of Starscream's manipulative skills, or deeply annoyed.

“< Starscream > < strategist > < , > < Shockwave > < scientist > < . > argued Soundwave.

- Shockwave is just as strategist."

The Communications Commander clenched his fists, realizing that he could no longer fully defend the Seeker. If it continued like this, the jet was going to get what he wanted, but that meant jeopardizing the Decepticon cause!

Despite Shockwave's great intelligence, and scientific genius, the Cybertronian tank lacked the qualities of Starscream. The cyclops robot could sometimes be naive, and easily manipulated, due to his logic-only thinking.

Besides, Shockwave wasn't loyal to the cause, he was loyal to science! He was with them only because he had scientific freedoms that he would not have elsewhere. Starscream was admittedly not a loyal robot, especially to Megatron, but Soundwave had no doubts about his devotion to the Decepticon cause.

And, the scientist might be as strategic as the Seeker, but then again his logic-only thinking and his lack of emotions meant he didn't care about the consequences as long as he could achieve the same result. So that the jet was always considering the most effective plan with the least possible loss, in case it fails.

The Communications Commander had plenty of other arguments, but he knew that would never be enough. But he had no intention of letting the flyer win. Oh no! The Decepticons needed Starscream, despite their ingratitude it was a fact. The spy plane had no intention of letting their cause die because of that pesky Seeker's little depression. He decided to play a card he never thought he would play.

~

When Megatron summoned Starscream and Shockwave, the jet was over the moon, knowing full well what that meant. He could hear some robots talking to each other, noting that his plan had worked wonderfully. Everyone wanted the scientist as Commander! And even if it hurt the Seeker, he knew it was necessary.

The flyer now had no doubt that he no longer wanted to be Commander. No one had ever acknowledged his work, assuming it was easy or something. None of them knew what it was like to be in that position while being deeply hated by their leader. Really it was not easy.

Starscream had to bear a constant weight on his shoulders for millennia, which over time had become harder and harder to bear. He was fed up with his boss, he was fed up with this perpetual ingratitude, he had just had enough, of everything...

The Seeker and the scientist joined Megatron in the main hall, and the ex-gladiator approached, accompanied by his trusty Soundwave. A few Vehicons were working on the computers, not paying particular attention to the meeting taking place nearby. The jet glared at the Communications Commander, accompanied by a small triumphant smile, clearly defying the spy plane to prevent what was about to come.

“If I gathered you here, it is because what I am going to talk about concerns you both.

- Is there a problem, Lord Megatron? questioned the Cybertronian tank.

- No, none. I want to make you a proposal.

- A proposal? asked the Seeker, falsely incredulous.

- It has come to me in the hallway that the post of Second in Command should be revisited."

The jet lifted his wings, and while the leader of the Decepticons thought it was surprise, Soundwave easily guessed it was joy.

"What is your proposal, Lord Megatron? asked the scientist.

- It's especially for you that it will be a big change, Shockwave."

The flyer had to hide his hands shaking with excitement, a door to freedom slowly opening before him, letting in the light of hope.

"Shockwave, I suggest you share the position of Second in Command with Starscream!"

The door slammed shut so abruptly that the wind from the impact sent an icy shiver through the Seeker's body. The jet couldn't hide a stunned expression, which didn't go unnoticed by the leader of the Decepticons.

“If you weren't so incompetent, this scenario would never have come up. You should be grateful to Soundwave, it's thanks to him that you can keep your job."

The Communications Commander tensed a little, when he faced Starscream's death gaze. The flyer looked at him with so much hatred and rage, that it was impossible for Soundwave not to feel the ravaging emotions of the Seeker. He could almost hear his thoughts, which swore he was going to kill him.

"Ah… frag…" the jet hissed angrily, fists clenched.

His wings rose in spite of himself, and everyone could feel his rage.

"Frag… what more do you need…? growled the flyer. It's so hard to leave me alone…?!"

Starscream turned to Shockwave, then exclaimed:

“And you, you don’t say anything?! You're OK with that?!

- What's got into you all of a sudden?" asked the scientist.

Everyone except Soundwave was really confused by the behavior of the Seeker, who continued to vent his anger.

“How could you even convince him that there was still something to save?! How?! Frag! What exactly is going on in your head?! Wouldn't it be MORE LOGICAL that our illustrious Shockwave, great scientist, be the only one to be Second in Command?!!"

Megatron tensed, beginning to understand where the jet was coming from, and he didn't even try to hide his rage. He approached quickly towards the flyer, who gave a start of surprise when he saw him arrive. The leader of the Decepticons violently slapped Starscream, who crashed to the ground.

"What does it mean?! Did you intend to abandon the cause?!" cried out the ex-gladiator.

The Seeker's wings tightened behind his back, before rising. He put a hand on his aching cheek, before glaring deathly at his leader.

“Like if you care?! growled the jet. You hardly tolerate me!"

The ex-gladiator grabbed the flyer by the neck, and lifted him, pushing him on his legs, before shouting:

“Does your treachery have no limits?!

- I never said I was leaving the cause, you old fragger!

- Remember who you're talking to!"

Megatron roughly shook Starscream, who clawed at his arm in a futile attempt to break free.

“Why are you so keen on me being Commander?! Damn! None of you realize what I'm doing for you, why should I continue?! Huh?! You can all get frag! I refuse to give you plans! Anyway you never follow them!"

The leader of the Decepticons pushed the Seeker to the ground, but that didn't stop him:

“I do everything for us to win! But all of you, you do as you please, ending up ignoring the plan! You in particular! the jet pointed an accusing finger at Megatron. And when it fails, you blame me! You fragging blame me for this! I've had enough! You can always dream that I accept this agreement!"

The jet hurriedly left the room, while the ex-gladiator ordered him to come back. Soundwave put a hand on his friend's shoulder, to calm him down, before shaking his head. He looked at Megatron, then said:

“< I'll talk to him. >"

~

Starscream was sitting on the floor, his head buried in his arms resting on his charging table. He couldn't help crying, as the prison he had tried to get out of was permanently locked, sealed to prevent him from leaving this daily hell.

The Seeker lifted his wings when he heard a knock on the door, and his energon radar picked up Soundwave's signal. He really was the last person he wanted to see. The jet clenched his fists, before screaming:

"Go away!

- < Starscream > … gently called the Communications Commander.

- Go away! Or I'll kill you!"

The spy plane ignored the threat, and hacked into Starscream's bedroom door, eventually succeeding to open it, after going through all the firewalls. The Seeker turned angrily to Soundwave, who slowly stepped into the room.

He could see claw marks dotting the walls, as well as splintered data pads on the floor, most of which were now unusable. The jet clenched his fists and teeth, then hissed:

“You came to celebrate your victory? Make fun of my failure…? Are you happy now...? Megatron knows, he'll never leave me alone now… *Sigh*… hopefully he'll kill me…”

The spy plane shook his head, then knelt before Starscream, who frowned, slapping the comforting hand of the Communications Commander.

“You ruined everything… I hate you…

- < Really > < ? >

- … I should hate you, but part of me can't… Part of me can't help thinking that if you're doing all this, it's because you think I'm important…

- It's the case."

The Seeker looked surprised at Soundwave, when he could have sworn that the sentence he had just heard did not come from a recording.

“You are important to the cause, Starscream. Whatever Megatron says. Without you we are lost, stay.

- Tch… You really think your flattery is going to convince me?! You dream!"

The jet looked away, hiding his blush as well as possible. Finally, the flyer's wings dropped, unable to hide his grief any longer.

"Why continue...? No one trusts me… and that will be even truer now… there's no point Soundwave anymore… I don't even know why I kept going for so long…

- ………

- And you know the worst thing is that everything I said hurt me more than the others… surely they don't care, or have already forgotten it… But me… I just realized that I've wasted my life all this time, for nothing...

- ……

- Then, why continue, huh?! Why do you want me to stay in this position so badly?! Can't you see that I've become useless?!

- … Without you, we are lost… The cause needs you…

- No!

- ……

- I can't anymore… it's too hard…! I just want...

- …….

- I don't even know what I want anymore…! I'm tired of everything, I'm fed up! I've never been happier than trying to get rid of that damn job, because I imagined at that time that everything would be better…! But you ruined everything, Soundwave, everything!

- You are in a high position, you are important.

- Ah! This post is a joke! I'm the buffoon at most! I have enough! You don't know how I felt during all those cycles! You know nothing! I wake up every morning with the Spark heavy, and it's always a struggle to get up…! And again, that's when I manage to sleep…!

- …….

- I'm tired… ! I'm so stressed and tense that my body hurts…! I don't even remember the position we use to express relief with the wings…! Not even joy…!

- The position of Commander is necessarily stressful.

- You don't understand…!! It's not the job itself that's hard, it's the others around me…! They keep criticizing my work or my strategies…! Worst of all being Megatron…! If I keep this post I stay close to him…! I don't want that anymore...!

- ……

- Why aren't you the Second in Command?! You're so perfect and awesome, wouldn't that be ideal?!"

Soundwave could pick up a hint of sarcasm, but he decided not to take it personally. The Seeker was so upset, the spy plane couldn't even blame him for that remark. The jet looked away from the Communications Commander, as he could feel the tears welling up in his optics.

"Go away now! You got what you want…! Starscream hissed, his voice cracking in grief.

- No… not at all… It wasn't what I want…

- You think that's the one I want…?! So, it's my fault, huh?!

- No!"

The flyer lifted his wings in surprise, and slowly turned to Soundwave, not even thinking to hide his tears as the Communications Commander's last word swirled around in his head.

“It's not your fault, Starscream. I should have listened more.

- Why are you so talkative all of a sudden…?

- Because it's necessary. You're important to the cause, and I think it's important that you hear those words.

- …

- You deserve that title, Starscream. No one can wear it as well as you.

- Oh… that's for sure… I'm the only one that Megatron wants to hit, I have to be nice as a punching bag… It's an honor, really…

- That's not what being Second in Command is…

- To me that's what it means...

- ………

- If I weren't so afraid of death, I think I would gone a while ago… You don't know what it's like to live in my place, Soundwave… Everyone hates me, despite my efforts… In addition, I feel like I'm getting lost every day, I can't even recognize myself in the mirror anymore…

- ………

- This post is killing me, Soundwave… It's killing me…

- ………

- It's too late now... too late..."

Starscream suddenly felt pulled by the arm, and couldn't hide his surprise at Soundwave's show of force, which pulled him straight out of the room, without the slightest difficulty.

“H- Hey! What are you doing?!" cried out the Seeker.

The Communications Commander gave no answer, deciding to revert to his legendary silence. The two arrived in the main room, and the Seeker immediately tried to flee again. He knew he shouldn't have said anything to the spy plane, he had been stupid!

Megatron angrily moved closer to the duo, but the jet knew full well that this rage was only directed at him. He tried to pull away from Soundwave's grasp, unsuccessfully, and closed the optics when he saw the Decepticons leader's hand rise above him.

The flyer heard the distinctive sound of metal shattering after a heavy blow, but strangely no pain followed. Starscream opened the optics, and raised his wings in shock when he saw Soundwave stagger, before getting straight back on his feet.

The ex-gladiator had a bewildered expression, while the Communications Commander took a protective stance in front of the Seeker. The jet wanted to say something, but the spy plane did not give him time to do so, declaring:

“< If > < Starscream > < commits > < an > < error > < hit > < me > < ! >"

Everyone was shocked at this speech, and the flyer exclaimed:

“Soundwave, what are you-?!"

Soundwave waved him down, then looked straight at Megatron. The leader of the Decepticons tried to check that his friend wasn't too hurt, but the Communications Commander gently backed away of the comforting gesture, before repeating:

“< If > < Starscream > < commits > < an > < error > < hit > < me > < ! >

- I will never be able to do that! snapped the ex-gladiator.

- < So > < why > < is it > < so > < easy > < with > < Starscream > < …? >

- …

- < Stop > < ! > < Starscream > < is > < important > < for > < the >< cause > ……”

Soundwave could hear murmurs around them, most disapproving of the spy plane's speech. But the Communications Commander had never been the type to be unsettled for so little.

“< Air Force > < ; > < Military training > < ; > < Energon > < ; > < Strategy > < : > < Function > < Starscream >”

A silence settled, allowing Soundwave to repeat what was most important to know and that many of them had ended up forgetting.

"< Starscream > < is > < important > < for > < the > < cause > < ! >"

He kept looking at Megatron throughout his speech, because if there was anyone who had forgotten the essentials, it was him.

"We have to stop this…" Soundwave whispered softly.

He turned to the Seeker, before extending his hand to him, and saying:

“Stay, Starscream."

The jet smiled, wings high and fearless, before accepting the outstretched hand of the one who had recognized him, then declared:

“For you, I will!"

The door opened slightly, letting in a thin film of light, which was enough to illuminate Starscream, prisoner of darkness for so long. He was finally able to see the ray of hope, which stood before him in the form of Soundwave.

[sammysdewysensitiveeyes]

@ratsandfashion

Because you expressed some interest, here is my guide to watching Dark Shadows on Amazon Prime, specifically the episodes featuring Roger Collins, rich asshole and hilariously bad father. This only covers up to Ep. 365, as I am nowhere near finished watching the series.

First off, please know that you are under no obligation to actually watch any of this, or to enjoy it if you do try watching it.  Dark Shadows is a ridiculous show, the early episodes are all dripping with dark, moody shots and a creepy, forlorn atmosphere to the point of feeling like a parody.  Tim Burton only wishes he were as goth as Dark Shadows.  The show is also a low-budget, daily soap opera, which means plots get constantly rehashed and dragged out forever, and most scenes get only one take.  You will see characters fumble their lines just about every episode, and some hilarious prop disasters.  Nevertheless, it’s a fun and interesting show for those of us who are fans, they go absolutely buckwild with the supernatural, and I think there are some genuinely good actors.  (And also some really bad ones.) 

Dark Shadows on Amazon Prime has been divided into “Dark Shadows,” which starts with vampire Barnabas’s first appearance around Episode 210 (because that’s the part everyone wants to see) and runs until the end of the series, and “Dark Shadows: The Beginning,” which starts the series from the actual beginning, and runs up until Barnabas.  Dark Shadows: The Beginning is honestly less interesting before characters like Barnabas and Julia Hoffman and Angelique show up to stir shit, but Roger has a greater role in Dark Shadows: The Beginning.  He’s a terrible father and a selfish cad with a shady past, and ex-con Burke Devlin is there on a revenge plot against him.  Much of the main pre-Barnabas storyline is about Roger’s past crimes, Burke and Roger, and later Roger’s estranged wife Laura.  Louis Edmonds, who plays Roger, gives the character some charisma and witty charm, and is especially good at correcting his line fumbles and landing on his feet when a scene goes awry. 

Dark Shadows: The Beginning

Btw, there are some spoilers in here, if you care about that.  Given that I’ve already been posting spoilers on my blog, I’m guessing you don’t.

Ep. 1 – Roger’s very first appearance is a close-up of him pouring himself a drink.  Get used to this, it’s his signature move.  He snarks at his sister Elizabeth, who is brooding out the window, calls his son David a “monster,” and says that Liz is making a mistake by hiring governess Vicky.  He is a delightful, witty asshole with limited power.  Elizabeth is clearly the one calling the shots at Collinwood, and she is only letting Roger stay at Collinwood for the sake of David.

Ep. 2-5, 7, 9, 12-13 – Roger spends much of these episodes freaking out over Burke Devlin’s return, while trying to pretend that he is not freaking out, harassing artist/drunk Sam Evans (who shares a dark secret with Roger concerning Burke’s past).  Sam is clearly wracked with guilt, Roger only wants to save his own skin.  He believes Vicky is potentially in league with Burke, or that she’ll at least let something slip that will get the family (meaning Roger himself) into trouble.  He alternates between interrogating Vicky and turning on the charm.  He avoids being an actual father as much as possible, and actively wants to send his son away.  Ideally far, far away from him.  We also get the history that Roger left town under mysterious circumstances, and that Liz has been sending him money every month on the basis that he never come back.

Ep. 15, 17, 18, 20, 22, 23, 25, 26, 28, 30, 31, 32, 36 –  Roger gets into a car accident when his brakes fail, and is “nearly killed,” although he winds up with a bandage on his forehead and his arm in a sling.  Roger was on his way to meet Burke Devlin in town, and Vicky saw Burke snooping around Roger’s car shortly before the accident, so Roger immediately assumes that Burke tried to kill him and spends several episodes trying to prove it while dragging Vicky in as a witness.  Turns out it was David tampering with Roger’s brakes, and Roger reacts like a loving, concerned parent – by yelling at David and saying horrible things to/about him.  Roger also suggests that David might be Burke’s bio son rather than his, since Roger’s wife Laura was originally dating Burke.  In Ep. 36, Roger literally says something to David like, “Is the devil afraid of the shadows he lives in?”  Father of the year, and also an absolute drama queen, like every other Collins.  Liz covers the whole thing up by having loyal family handyman Matthew Morgan take the blame and claim it was a problem of negligent maintenance.

Ep. 37, 39, 40, 41, 45, 46, 47, 50, 51, 54-56, 59, 62, 65, 66, 68, 71, 74-76, 78, 80, 82, 83, 86-89, 93, 95-97, 100-106   The plot of Burke Devlin’s revenge, and Roger’s past crimes continues.  Burke makes moves against the family business, Roger continues to harass Sam Evans about their shared secret, and harass Vicky about her supposed “snooping” and anytime she so much as speaks to Burke.  Things heat up when plant manager Bill Malloy calls a meeting between Burke, Sam and Roger, ready to throw Roger under the bus to spare Liz from Burke’s revenge plot – but Bill is murdered before he can arrive at the meeting.  The show then spends a loooong time casting suspicion on Roger, Burke and Sam as suspects, including a drawn-out storyline about some extra special unique pen that Burke gave to Carolyn and then Roger took from Carolyn to give back to Burke, and that Vicky finds near the site of Bill’s murder.  You would not believe how many episodes this show spends on the pen.  Roger is either a vaguely sinister figure, or a savior for Vicky depending on which way the story is leaning and new revelations about who had the pen last.  (Turns out that murderer is a completely different character.)  Ep. 41 has Roger flippantly admitting to Liz that he frittered away his inheritance money, but he “enjoyed himself doing it,” which I think is a defining moment for him.  Liz is all about family legacy and responsibility and has a strong, determined personality, Roger doesn’t give a fuck, and will happily live off his sister’s money.  (Not very Shaw of him, I know.  I think Liz is the one that Sebastian might actually respect.)  Ep. 87 has Roger find Vicky after David locked her in a room in the closed-off west wing of the house, but first he spends a few minutes fucking with her because he is once again trying to drive her away from Collinwood, and it is hilarious, it’s like a grown man doing middle school pranks.

Ep. 112, 114, 119, 125, 126, 127 – The Bill Malloy murder plot is resolved when handyman Matthew Morgan admits to the crime, so Roger is off the hook.  But Matthew also holds Vicky hostage due to her knowledge of his crime, first briefly at his cottage, then for several days in a secret room at the Old House.  Poor Vicky can’t catch a break!  Roger is callously unconcerned when Vicky disappears, nursing a grudge for her getting him arrested over the whole pen debacle.  David, who has been sneaking food to Matthew and is convinced that he is innocent, eventually discovers Vicky, but it still takes him forever to finally tell an adult about it.  Roger, as usual, doesn’t believe David and dismisses him completely, but thankfully Burke Devlin, who is getting set up as a romantic interest for Vicky and being written more heroically, gets off his ass to do something and drags Roger along with him.  The two set aside their differences to head out to the Old House with guns to rescue Vicky.  They still would have been too late, but the ghosts of the Old House actually do something useful and scare Matthew to death.

Ep. 128-132, 134-140, 146, 147, 149-154, 156-158, 160, 161, 163, 165, 167, 169-171, 178, 182, 183,  187, 188, 191, 192  – The next big plot arc on the show is the return of Laura Collins, Roger’s estranged wife and David’s mother, who first shows up during the Matthew Morgan arc as a mystery woman hanging out at the diner.  Laura wants a divorce and full custody of David, and Roger is only too eager to give her both those things, but Elizabeth, who actually gives a shit about David, objects.  Laura has spent time in a mental hospital, and she was away for most of David’s life, so he barely remembers her.  David also has a weird fear response to seeing Laura, which is natural for a kid meeting a parent that’s been gone so long, but in the context of the show turns out to be something supernatural.  Laura is also the former girlfriend of Burke Devlin, so there is a lot of drama back and forth between them, and Roger comes to suspect that they are both plotting against him.  In Ep. 139 Roger catches Burke meeting Laura on Collinwood grounds, holds a gun on him, and hilariously insists that he could kill Burke and get away with it because Burke is trespassing.  Roger, buddy, that’s not how the law works, even in the gun-crazy US.  There’s also drama about Sam Evans feeling compelled to paint a picture of Laura surrounded by fire, and suspicions about a burned body that was found in Laura’s old apartment.  Laura’s behavior becomes more and more sinister, Elizabeth winds up comatose in the hospital from a mystery illness, and Vicky investigates Laura’s past with the help of bland boyfriend Frank Garner (he’ll just disappear from the show) and intensely boring character/terrible actor Dr. Guthrie.  Eventually they realize that Laura is a legendary phoenix, who has “died” in fire and resurrected herself many times over the centuries (and this before Jean Grey ever did it), and who wants to take David with her this time.  Roger is his usual shitty self most of the time, condescendingly dismissing everyone’s concerns and delighted at the chance to get rid of David.  Finally, even Roger gets onboard the “Save David” train, especially after he sees an actual supernatural occurrence (a book opening by itself) that he can’t explain away, in Ep. 182.  Laura eventually lures David to a fishing shack to burn them both alive, David is saved by Vicky, the real MVP of this arc.  Afterwards, in Ep. 192, Roger at least attempts to show some concern and affection for David.  Roger also shows some real emotion and concern when Elizabeth collapses, although he later insists that Liz is just “being dramatic” over not getting her own way.

As an aside – Roger spends a lot of these episodes in a fancy-dandy rich guy outfit that reminds me a lot of one St. John Allerdyce in his early appearances.  And Shaw himself, of course.

Ep. 193, 194, 196-198, 200, 201, 204 – The next big plot arc on the show is the appearance of con man Jason McGuire, who is there to blackmail Elizabeth over skeletons in her closet (or rather under the basement floor).  Liz has been reclusive and secretive this whole series, and this arc will explain at least some of her actions.  And we’ve already had two arcs about Roger’s shady past, it’s Liz’s turn!  Jason also brings his sidekick, petty criminal Willie Loomis who will play the very important role of unleashing vampire Barnabas from his coffin and onto the show.  Barnabas will become insanely popular and dominate the show, gradually edging out characters like Roger and Liz, although they still stick around and get occasional storylines.  Roger is just kind of there for much of these arcs – there’s a plot line about Sam Evans demanding old paintings back from him, but it doesn’t really go anywhere.  Roger does express concern and frustration over Liz basically letting Jason walk all over her, and offers his help as her brother.  In Ep. 242, for example, he seems genuinely concerned and supportive.  Ep. 200-201 are also important for Roger, as Sam and Burke confront him and he finally admits the truth of the crime he committed years ago (killing someone in a drunk hit-and-run, blaming Burke).  Burke is satisfied with Roger’s admission of guilt, and finally drops his revenge plot – this both wraps up that storyline, and lets Burke shift from antagonist into Vicky’s love interest.  Despite not having as much to do, Roger is hilarious when he does show up, very much the “drink in one hand, witty comment” rich guy snob, again reminding me of early Pyro and well-written Sebastian.    

Dark Shadows

After all that, you have finally made it to the main Dark Shadows collection, starting with Ep. 210.

Ep. 214, 219, 240-242, 249, 252, 264, 268, 272, 273, 277, 280, 281, 313, 330, 331, 334, 339, 354, 357, 362, 365 – Vampire Barnabas Collins has come to town, introducing himself as their distant cousin from England, a descendant of the original Barnabas, and bearing a remarkable resemblance to his portrait on the wall.  Barnabas fixes up the Old House to live in, takes on Willie as a servant despite everyone’s objections (Willie was so shitty everyone was ready to run him out of town), and seems like a perfect gentleman, if a bit strange and mysterious.  Of course, Barnabas has bitten Willie and placed him in thrall, and bites then kidnaps waitress Maggie Evans, and tries to brainwash her into becoming his bride.  Meanwhile, Jason McGuire continues to blackmail Liz, attempts to force her into marriage, and Liz finally breaks down and reveals her own deep dark secret – she killed her husband.  Except it turns out she really didn’t, Jason just let her think she did.  There’s a great sequence of Roger and Burke chasing Jason through the woods with guns as he flees in Ep. 272, and him having a heart-to-heart talk with Liz in 273.

The Barnabas plot continues, as Maggie escapes, loses her memory, gets committed.  This brings in Dr. Julia Hoffman, who quickly figures out that Barnabas is a vampire, and offers an experiment to cure his condition, while hypnotizing Maggie into forgetting everything and helping Barnabas cover his crimes.  Julia, like Willie, will become one of Barnabas’s main sidekicks/enablers.  Throughout this, Roger continues to be a witty rich guy who always has a drink in one hand, and a bad father, although more caring and less openly hostile to his son.  David starts to learn things about Barnabas (not to mention hanging out with Barnabas’s dead sister Sarah) and Roger and Liz discuss sending him away, as they think he has become delusional.  (David is actually completely right in everything he says.)  Ep. 354 introduces a lawyer who is representing an employee of the Collins family cannery who is apparently suing due to a workplace injury, and whom Roger has been ignoring for some time.  Good to see Roger cares about his employees as much as Sebastian does!

In Ep. 365, Vicky Winters is transported to 1795 during a séance, where she will stay until Ep. 461.  This entire arc is all in the past, there is no back-and-forth, and Roger’s actor plays Joshua Collins, the stern, cruel businessman with bushy sideburns who is even more Shaw than Roger himself.  Shortly after Vicky’s return, Roger will abruptly marry Cassandra, who is Barnabas’s nemesis Angelique in a bad wig, and her control over Roger will be his main story arc for awhile.  But I haven’t gotten there yet.

If you have read this much, I am impressed.  This “guide” was fun to write, and helped me appreciate Roger, a character that I never paid much attention to when I first watched the show.  He’s become one of my favorites now.

[ojacksonscohen]

love your review! I agree the back and forth was really annoying. I think the biggest failure was just not making it as believable that she would constantly take him back. they shouldn't have made will more villainous per se, but more ambiguous for us? like we as the audience clearly knew he was full of it which only made liv's decisions more annoying and stupid. we didn't see their journey or truly why she was so in love with him. that all came from her narration. all we saw was this smooth, rich suave guy with a sexy hotel job from the get-go. and yes liv had a load of issues stemming from childhood to justify why she fell for it but jenna I feel also played liv a little too...self assured? if that makes sense. also I didn't read the book and the trailer made me think the show would be about liv constantly trying to kill will in different ways in the wilderness but failing each time while he remained oblivious 😭 the wilderness barely played a part. And the prison scene was def sexy. If they leaned into a psychosexual dynamic with liv and will I would have been so into it.

thankyou bby!

wills a weird character, all the horrible things he does are revealed by accident (liv reading his messages, finding the sex tape, forcing will to tell her about the key, her mum finding the photos, and sending the tape to the police) so while he’s a shitty dude, he’s not Evil. he just never really came across as a fully fleshed out person?? he was just filling the role he needed to in the moment. i actually think we might have benefited from more time spent with will and cara together, if only to confirm that he:

a) really didn’t care about livs feelings or b) that he was just leading cara on

like obviously he’s our main antagonist, but then we have these weird pockets where we’re supposed to feel…bad? for him? the one off nods to that fact that he came from an abusive family, that absolutely bizarre story about the dead bird, his genuine grief for cara, and then a single line where he posits that he might actually have a really problem (with keeping it in his pants) but it never goes anywhere!!

100 percent agree that there is zero narrative to show WHY these two people are still together… like she wants him dead but all it takes is some puppy dog tears and hes back in bed with her…? but also why is he staying with liv? he loved cara, and even after she died and liv kept threatening him, why bother staying???

we know the absolute best scene was the prison scene, but i wish will had put things together sooner, like he knows she killed cara but can’t prove it and liv knows that AND knows that she could pin it on him so they’re just left hating each other and needing each other to survive!! HAND IN UNLOVABLE HAND AND I HOPE YOU DIE I HOPE WE BOTH DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sorry i blacked out there.

im with you on liv’s overall self assuredness, even in her messy drunkenness she was always put together, one step ahead of everything and everyone (the scene where she recorded will confirming it was self defense was….. ridiculous imo) there was a taste of the female cop not believing her but that disappeared. and they definitely oversold her trying to kill him multiple times adfklasdjf even in the book she didn’t really want to kill him and tried to give him an out. will is also very stupid in the book, not really suave at all and it turns out cara was sleeping with a bunch of the men at the hotel and he was duped by her!

book liv also gives off a way more frantic vibe!! she was actually stalking cara, killed another boy when she was a teenager, went to a grief counseling meeting under false pretenses and ended up cheating on will (with garth). its also made clear in the book that after she kills cara (thinking its will) she realizes that she actually does still love him and works hard to keep them together (by providing him with an alibi and generally covering for both of them)

i think when the show removed her general insanity and internalized misogyny they made her boring :(

[omori-aus-archive]

Chapter 28: Understanding and Reconciliation

It’s been a couple months since Mari’s woken up….

Despite being allowed to leave the hospital, Mari refused to do so. Both the doctors and her own mother tried to convince her to leave, but the young woman refused.

She was not going to leave Sunny alone in this place…especially not at night.

He still needed her. She still needed him.

It was long argument with her mother about what she should do and it was the closest Mari had ever gotten to losing her cool. However, she was allowed to stay until Sunny was able to support himself physically.

….

She’s grateful that she hadn’t blown up yet. And she’s grateful that, despite her rare disagreements with her brother and friends, she had not lost herself in anger.

….

She couldn’t and didn’t even want to imagine what effect her losing her temper might have on her loved ones….

The young woman did NOT want to hurt any of them. Not Sunny, not Hero, no one.

….

….

Mari sat next to Sunny’s hospital bed, playing with his now-longer hair, causing Sunny to groan, “Could you not, please?”

“Why not?” Mari asked with a pout. “It’s so freaking cute. Besides, your hair has never been this long before, I've gotta have my fun with it before you cut it down."

"Plus, I'm your big sister. I have teasing privileges." She said with a smirk. Her brother raised an eyebrow, "This coming from the person who became very giddy when Hero complimented your short hair."

It was Sunny's turn to smirk now as his sister blushed in embarrassment and lightly pinched the boy's cheek, "Oh hush. No one else needs to know about that."

The two had slowly become more comfortable with their respective prosthetics, with the boy having multiple spare glass eyes and Mari having a couple spare covers for her leg.

The two siblings were glad that they seemed to have the current day to themselves.

Just them alone together…..

It was peaceful….

Once it got to late afternoon though, the siblings were greeted by an unexpected guest….

And honestly, it was the last person either of them had anticipated.

Basil.

Mari looked at the blonde with a blank expression, not wanting to show any emotion towards the blonde yet….

She may be upset…but she’s willing to hear Basil out.

Sunny, on the other hand, gave a visibly shocked expression. Of course he was surprised by this. Especially after how his and Basil’s last conversation ended….

Basil looked down at the floor.

Mari could tell that he was feeling very remorseful right now….

The blonde looked up at Sunny, before saying shakily, "I-I...would like to apologize...."

Sunny raised an eyebrow, listening in on Basil's elaboration. The blonde fumbled with his words a few times. He also stammered at a couple points, forcing him to try and start over.

He's clearly trying not to hyperventilate....

....

....

Eventually, after a few more failed attempts to say his words in a meaningful way, Basil...suddenly gave up.

He took a heavy sigh, whispering, "I'm sorry.... For arguing with you...over something that was obviously wrong...."

"I didn't know what else to do...." Basil explained. "We were being questioned by a cop. And what happened to Mari could've easily be interpreted as an attempted murder...."

The light in Sunny's eye faded.

The blonde wasn't wrong....

The police, his family, and everyone else could've easily interpreted the accident as a murder attempt....

Hell, he's sure his father believed that....

"I wanted to help you, but...that doesn't make me lying to them right...." The blonde admitted.

Sunny gave a small nod, "Well.... I'm...glad that you're recognizing that what you did was wrong. And that you're trying to make up for it."

"I'm willing to forgive...and start over...." He explained, receiving a small nod from the blonde.

Eventually, Basil looked at Mari, who sighed and asked, "Can we talk in the hall, please...?"

The blonde nodded and followed the young woman into the hall. Mari then asked, "I appreciate that you're learning for your mistakes. But I need to know...is this what you thought when I asked you to protect Sunny?"

Basil lowered his head with a remorseful expression, whispering, "I swear, that's all I wanted...." "I was trying...to keep my promise to you...." He added.

The young woman sighed and rubbed her eyes, "I get that, but...lying is NOT going to protect anyone.... That's not what I would've wanted. From any of you."

"Not Sunny, you, Aubrey, Kel, or Hero...." Mari explained. "And if there was any version of me that would've lied if something happened, some of you would hold me accountable."

A few heavy moments of silence passed as Basil gave a small nod, his shoulders and head lowering further.

"Please do not do that again." The young woman pleaded softly. "And please understand.... I need time to process all this...."

The blonde gave another nod, whispering, "I'm sorry...again." "I know. I know...." The young woman whispered, before heading back into the hospital room.

She then collapsed in her chair with a tired expression, rubbing her eyes.

“What’s on your mind…?” Sunny asked his sister, who only just sighed in a defeated tone. Mari shook her head, “I don’t know….”

“It’s hard. I WANT to forgive him, but….” She rubbed her eyes. “It was easy with you. You were the one who pushed me and we both know it was an accident….”

The young woman then looked at her brother with an expression that could barely contain the conflicting emotions roiling inside her, “But Basil legit tried to LIE about me falling into a coma…!”

“Even though it was with good intentions…that STILL hurts…!” She elaborated, before racking her fingers through her hair. “God, I don’t even know if this makes sense….”

….

Her brother gave a sad expression, leaning against her and hugging her arm, “I know you’re conflicted…and probably uncomfortable about this whole thing….”

“I can’t persuade you…because I don’t know what to feel either.” He admitted. “But Basil is remorseful for his actions…. And…he IS trying to make up for it.”

“That accounts for something. Right…?” Sunny asked.

He's not wrong....

It's good that Basil's recognized that what he tried to do was wrong....

But it still hurt either way....

"I guess...." Mari mumbled, holding her brother's hand. She didn't know how else to respond either....

And that only added to her internal conflict.

She soon rested her head on Sunny's hospital bed, still holding his hand as she found herself closing her eyes.

"It's gonna be okay, Sis...." She heard her brother whisper. "It's gonna be alright...."

Omori: Recovery Route (A Coma-Mari AU by pyroanime2k16)

A/N: Sorry. No special cover this time. Also, this will primarily focus on Mari and Sunny's interactions, as that's what I write best.

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Chapter 1: Case Of Awareness

Mari would've had to be a fool in order to NOT notice what her brother was going through.

Even now, as they were practicing for the recital one more time, the girl could tell how stressed Sunny seemed.

She could tell that he was growing tired and frustrated with the constant practice of the recital. Her perfectionism and their father's expectations certainly weren't helping and she knew it....

The older of the two siblings wanted to apologize in some way. A way that could actually be felt.

Mari was also worried about straining or ruining her sibling relationship with Sunny.

Eventually, the practice ended and Sunny quietly left the room. Mari felt a sickening feeling in her abdomen.

....

And then there was the sound of something shattering on the floor, cuing Mari to immediately stand up and rush to the foyer, spotting a broken violin at the bottom of the stairs.

The teenage girl paled. She screwed up. She was certain that she had fucked up now....

Especially when she turned to face Sunny, who was struggling to calm down. He was heaving, his arms shaking as he tried...and failed to take in deep breaths.

Mari went up the stairs. She had to fix this. She let this happen for too long. She had to do something to make up for it.

"Sunny...?" The teenager called out, cuing the boy to instinctively turn away. "Sunny, please look at me."

The boy didn't say anything for a few moments, before mumbling, “Please leave me alone….” His sister shook her head, “Brother, please talk to me…!”

“Mari, please stop….” The boy mumbled at a volume that was to quiet to hear. He was struggling to keep himself calm.

He wanted to run. He wanted to leave.

"Please just...talk to me, Sunny...!" The teenager pleaded. "Please let me try to help...!"

The boy shook his head, trying to block the words out. He needed to leave. To be alone to calm down.

Eventually, after a few more moments of back and forth, Sunny just...couldn't take it anymore and chose to push Mari away to give him some distance....

...Except both parties forgot that they were on top of the stairs. Upon being pushed, Mari's bad knee ultimately buckled painfully, causing her to fall towards the stairs....

Almost on pure instinct and in a state of shock, Sunny lurched forward and grabbed Mari's hand with his left, holding the railing with his right.

Almost immediately, the boy's weak grip began slipping, cuing him to tighten his hold as much as he could. The two siblings looked at each other, still in shock by what just happened.

The older of the two siblings, much to Sunny's surprise, just gave a weak and sad smile as the boy's grip ultimately failed.

The boy could only watch in horror as his sister collapsed on the stairs and tumbled to the floor.

The boy stood in fright and silence, before eventually working up the courage to walk down towards Mari. Of course, he understandably assumed that she was dead....

That he accidentally killed his own sister....

Then he heard the very faint sound of breathing. After kneeling down and putting his ear near his sister's face, he was able confirm it.

The breathing was obviously strained...as a result of severe pain and a near-fatal incident....

But Mari was miraculously alive. Unconscious, but alive....

Though, before he could react to that, Sunny realized that there was another person in the house...right in the front doorway as he glanced up.

"Basil...?" The boy whispered, noticing the equally shocked and frightened blonde.

Basil then asked in a shaky voice, "I-Is she...?" "She's...alive.... Needs help. NOW...." Sunny responded as attempted to control his breathing.

"Get Kel and Hero's mom or dad...." The boy pleaded, which resulted in the blonde rushing next door in a panic....

...Leaving Sunny alone to hold Mari in his arms and whisper apology after apology....

[mtsyik]

The first move

Jotaro x reader fluff

No reposting/reblogging please!

Jotaro likes to make the first move.

It's not necessarily a man's issue, and neither will it hurt his pride or masculinity if things don't go his way. But he is a man that isn't fond of surprises, and likes to know ahead. This way he can prepare himself for any situation ahead, and the people close to him are all aware of that.

What they aren't aware of however, was that this was all just a facade to hide how vulnerable he was to sudden things and how taken aback he can look. And in a relationship, it's a great way to make sure that he can be as romantic as he wants to be with surprises.

And no, he will never admit this out aloud.

It's not his fault, it really isn't. But he has been like this ever since he was a child. He doesn't go as far as to do way-too-over the top things and proposals- like fireworks in the sky, or spending a fortune on just one ring. But he does use to his advantage his good memory. He remembers all the little things about you- what food you like and what flavor ice cream is your favorite, a piece of jewelry that you saw a couple years back, what part of your body you are most insecure of, and to remind you that you're beautiful.

So when five years ago you casually asked him if he wanted to be in a relationship with you while casually watching tv and eating shitty pizza in the middle of the night, he was pissed.

He had known you since Egypt, that being 2 years of developing a crush on you that had turned to love. You didn't piss him off like the rest and understood his boundaries. You were understanding and passionate about what you liked- he was absolutely whipped from the moment he saw you fight.

He had planned out everything- flowers, a necklace, your favorite restaurant, and ice cream afterwards; the dream proposal for his for his dream person.

So he absolutely lost it when you were faster at confessing for a week. Just one week and everything would've gone the way he wanted to. And not only that, you were pretty okay with the way you confessed. Like it wasn't a big deal at all.

At first he thought to say no, just so he could get it his way, but when he saw the way you were looking at him with heart eyes he couldn't help but agree. Sure he was sulky, but hey, he got what he wanted, right?

When you found out about what you had accidently done through Noriaki, you almost pissed yourself laughing. Jotaro was also there, a scowl on his face as he tried to cover his blush with his hat. You kept trying to hold his hand and kiss him as a way to apologize but he kept shooing you away, embarrassed.

When you two got home you were still laughing, and he was still embarrassed as shit. You weren't supposed to find out about his failed attempt, but you just had to ask why he had been sulky for the past couple of weeks.

Eventually he forgave you and said that it didn't cost that much anyway (it did). You still got to go to all these places, but it wasn't that special anymore.

Now it has been 5 years since you two got together, and things are looking your way. You have managed to put some ground rules about certain things, and boundaries about certain others. You communicate with him, and he communicates with you. Overall it's going perfect and neither of you could ask for anything better. So naturally, marriage was on his mind.

It was on your mind too, but you were too scared to say anything in case you ruin his attempt at a proposal like you did back then. Jotaro still mentions it from time to time, clearly buthurt about the situation still. So, you avoided the subject.

But when one day you go to visit his mother and to drop some tapewear off, she seemed to bring up a very valid point.

'Why aren't you two married yet? Does Jotaro not want marriage? Shouldn't you two talk about it?'

Honestly it was a good question. Because like the morons that you two are, you and Jotaro never actually had this conversation yet.

And then it hits you. What if he doesn't want marriage? Have the past 5 years of your life been wasted on someone that doesn't want the same things that you do? What about kids? Oh my God what if he doesn't want kids?

Holly -being the angel that she is- took notice in the way you stopped mid way of what you were doing just to stare wide eyed at the counter, and tried to dismiss the thought. 'I mean that's just a thought, why wouldn't he want to marry you?'

And then, the insecurities came in. What if you were the problem? Does he not like something about you? Is he not satisfied? Should you change? Your clothes, your make up? Or is it the sex? What if instead of a proposal he wanted to break up? After all, even the beginning of your relationship didn't go as he planned. Maybe he wants to break up.

So, you decided to do the same thing you have been doing for the past 5 years. Communicate with Jotaro. It was a serious subject to you, so you wanted to know where he stands. Taking a deep breath in, you unlocked the door of your shared apartment and entered it with fake confidence, determined to find out about your future.

And there he was, sitting on a stool on the counter peacefully, having just come home judging from his attire, with two pizza boxes in hand.

"Oh hey, how was your day?" He asks casually while setting the pizza down as he takes a look at you.

"Just peachy". You take off your shoes and slip on your slippers as you leave your purse at the entrance. You wash your hands at the kitchen sink and sit down beside him to eat. Food is more important, the future can wait.

"I got pizza since there was no food". He stated. He knew that if you wanted to talk about your day, you would. So he let you on your own for now.

You hum as you open up the pizza box as he started eating. You noticed that one of the pizzas had peppers on it and one didn't. You look at him.

"You don't like peppers, so I got you a separate one. You don't have to finish it if you don't want to". He talks calmly while munching on a piece.

Your eyes water at his thoughtfulness. Maybe it's the fact that you haven't eaten all day, or maybe it was the stress, but you can't help but let out a small sniff as you look at your pepperless pizza.

He instantly takes notice in this, and wipes his hands before grabbing your free hand. "Are you okay?" He gently rubs your knuckles and you glance at him with wide glassy eyes.

"Why won't you marry me?" You sob out and he pauses for a moment before clenching his jaw and taking his hand back.

"If you don't want to that's fine-"

"Fucking hell woman". He looks annoyed. He reaches for something from his breastpocket while avoiding eye contact.

And he pulls out a small box, small enough to fit one thing. A ring.

You clam your mouth shut and the tears in your eyes stop, but your eyes remain glassy. You feel so stupid.

He opens up the box and inside is a beautiful ring, simple and elegant, and you recognize it from four years ago where you pointed out (as a joke) that that's the ring you wanted when you two would get married.

"If you for fucking once would just let me do my thing." He sighs as he opens up his palm and you give him your hand, and he slips the ring in your ring finger, and it fits perfectly. Your other hand reaches for your mouth to try and conceal your smile.

He sighs as he turns away from you but this time he doesn't try to conceal his blush. He is bright red and he munches on a piece of pizza to distract himself.

You on the other hand, are over the moon, and you start giggling like a maniac before starting to laugh like one. You glance at the ring once more and you can't help but look at him with heart eyes. You reach up for his face and start peppering it with kisses while mumbling apologies.

Jotaro just sighs and pretends to ignore you but he has stopped eating and has wiped his hands, and now he is just sitting there accepting your kisses.

He grabs you but the waist and you continue to pepper his face with pecks and kisses while laughing. You are so stupid.

He looks less annoyed but you could tell he isn't completely calm. His blush has reached his ears when he asks you how you could think that he wouldn't want to marry you.He finally laughs when you duck your head into his neck embarrassed as you mumble what happened earlier.

And in the same way your relationship started, the same way it develops into a beautiful bond with the love your life, a bond that continues for years and years until you're both separated by death. And you swear this at the altar, and you swear this at each other, and you continue swearing this through good and through bad, through sicknesses and through health, you vow to love this man with your entire being and he vows to continue to love you the same way he has loved you since so many years ago.

And for the first time in his life, Jotaro can't say that he made the first move, because he didn't, and he didn't make the first move to the most important thing in his entire life. But as he watches you cradling your new born daughter, he thinks that maybe just this once, he can accept not making the first move.

[empress-simps]

Hi💖! Can I have a scenario with JJK boys ( gojo, sukuna, itadori, megumi, inumaki ) with gn! Reader who is very soft, cute and innocent. At first glance they look like they couldn't even hurt a fly or know a single swear word but in battlefield they change completely by absolutely have no mercy on their enemies and a motherfcking badass?? I enjoyed your squishy cheeks scenario and I hope you can do mind! I hope you take your time and do whatever most important to you first ༼ つ ◕‿◕ ༽つ (*＾3＾)/～♡

Having a s/o who's soft but a badass in the battlefield

▪︎Featuring: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Inumaki Toge, Gojo Satoru and Ryomen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen

▪︎Pronoun: They/Them [Gn! Reader]

▪︎Genre: Comedy, Humor, Flyff and a lil bit crack

▪︎Warnings: uhhh violence? language and Slight nsfw in sukuna if u squint

note: Hello! Thanks for reading my work I appreciate it! and tbh the squishy cheeks are also one of my faves I'm sorry if this took so long I wanna write the scenario I think that will suit them sooo- Enjoy! Hope this was what u had in mind

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How dare you decieve this literal sunshine :<

When you charged at the special grade curse he felt like he was about to die again.

"NO! Y/N!" He shouted, voice raw and full of desperation as he tried to catch up with you but Megumi pulled him back.

"What are you doing!? Let me go! They might die! I-i can't lose them!" He yelled, trying to get put of Megumi's clutches as he could only watch in horror as you charged to the curse.

Yuuji turned limp into Megumi's arms as he saw you battle the curse with fierceness and a dangerous edge on you. He turned into the paper thingy HHAHAHAH

"W-what just happened..?" He stammered, eyes still transfixed on your form as you ran to him smiling and cheering.

"Did you saw me fight the curse Yu?! I took it down!" You cheered and spun around with him, sparkles somehow floating around you. Kugisaki tried to hide her laugh as she watched you spin around while Itadori just kinda... floats? He probably traumatized poor boi got a heart attack-

He still haven't recovered from the shock but he managed to stammer out a 'Yes'. He's still Paper! Itadori

He still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you become an entirely different person when you fight.

He would probably shit himself if you ever get angry at him.

Ahhh my baby-

His reaction would be: 👁👄👁

Ope, sorry but he would clearly under estimate you. Not that it's intentional, he just thinks that you need his protection 24/7 because you just look so innocent and like you couldn't hurt a fly.

Oh how wrong he was.

Turns out he's the one that needs saving-

When he thought that he was done for, you suddenly kicked the curse in the face, seething. He almost thought you had an evil twin since he can't believe that's you.

"You thought you could get Megumi? Hah, fucker, DIEEEE!"

ExCuse mE wHaT wHy iS bAkugOu's SiBLiNg hErE-

Fushiguro just blinks at you while you fight the curse without even breaking a sweat, and did you curse?! He always thought his baby couldn't hurt someone but you're out there killing in cold blood-

It somehow warms his heart since you really care but he's kinda shaken to his core.

"Are you okay?!" You rushed to him and rubbed your cheek against his. "I was so worried! Don't worry! I'll watch your back so you won't get hurt!" You kissed his cheek, and just like that, any trace of you being an absolute op vanished.

He stammered, trying to ask a ton of questions but failing to.

Welp, It looks like he's the one that needs saving.

"Go honey! Screw them up! Kill them all!" Gojo let out a grin and cheered for you in the sidelines as he waved his arms around. This bitch i-

You giggled and grabbed your weapon, ready to show off to your clueless and worried students. "Of course! Wish me luck babe!"

"U-uhmm, Gojo sensei.." Yuuji gulped, worried for you. Even though he knows you're a special grade sorcerer he can't help but worry for you.

In the background you can already see them worry and being nervous

Gojo hummed, "They'll be alright! I know my baby can handle it!"

And just as he finished the sentence, you exorcised the curse succesfully. As you neared them, you have a shit eating grin plastered on your face as you took in the fsces of your students.

"We should invite L/n sensei next time when we spar!" Kugisaki suggested to her blindfolded teacher who just chuckled nervously in response.

"I would love to but-"

"He knows I'll beat his ass." You cackled, like kuroo as you looked over your lover who looked like he would pass out in embarassment.

"I did not brag you to our students just for you to bring me down."

Toge groaned in pain as blood spills out from his wound, rendering him immobile. When he found you rushing towards him he widened his eyes and shook his head rapidly, telling you to get far away as the curse is much stronger than they thought to be.

When he saw the curse approaching you and preparing to strike he felt himself grow cold as he desperately tries to use his voice, even though he already reached his limit. He felt tears prick his vision as he watched in pain in what he thought will be the end of you.

AAAACK DON'T CRY

Sliced.

Into thousand pieces. The curse didn't stand a chance against your speed and precision as you succesfully exorcised it.

He blinked; once, twice, a couple times, he couldn't really process what he was seeing.

You panted, hands on ur legs as you bent down to cath your breath. "That was a close one.." He stared in disbelief as your dangerous aura vanished and you approached him with a smile. "Are you okay? Can you stand baby?"

He shook his head "B-bonito Flakes." Then giving you a look that you better explain what just happened. You chuckled sheepishly, a cute but nervous smile appearing as you scratched the back of your head.

"Yes yes... I know I have to explain but let's get you patched up first okay?"

Never did he thought he would fall for a soft person. Not even once. Since he always find those types not worthy to gain his precious attention.

He figured out that there was something wrong with him since he's usually like more edgy type of person. Turns out he was wrong.

When he saw you in action he can't help but smirk and wolf whistle at you. He's also turned on but he wouldn't admit it outloud (save Yuuji cuz he's so ashamed by Sukuna's actions)

"Damn babe, you didn't tell me you weren't a damsel in distress-"

Sukuna didn't know if it was intentional that he got hit by your weapon, but when you apologized to him he automatically thinks that it was an accident.

"Oh no! Suku, are you okay?!" You fussed over him, trying not to burst out laughing so you won't blow your cover. He groaned in pain, you didn't exacly injure him since you'd feel bad when Yuuji takes over so that will do.

"Does it look like it?" He mumbled, not yelling since he doesn't want you to be upset with him. He becomes a putty in your hands, that's how much he's willing to do anything for you.

"I-im sorry but HHAHAHAH YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACE SUKU!" You booped his nose as he scowled, "You... I'll wreck you!"

You giggled, flashing him a cute smile and wink as you ran away, Sukuna hot on your heels.

You snickered, "Sure you will, honey."

[chaeryybomb]

nct dream reaction to their idol!reader girlfriend being shipped with another idol

anon: nct dream reaction to their idol!reader girlfriend being shipped with some other idol :) love your works btw. and thank you for this in advance

pairing: nct dream x idol!reader

genre: headcanons, fluff, crack

warnings: mentions of insecurities

a/n: dhsjdj technically my requests are closed rn but I decided I would write this out so I hope you enjoy this!

mark lee

confused boi™

tbh he wouldn't even notice you were being shipped with another idol until another member points it out

you were a special guest mc for the show and fans saw the cute interactions you had with the boyz juyeon

and soon enough fans started shipping the both of you together

in reality, you and juyeon were just high school friends and you were glad to see him again

fans on the other hand,,

mark didn't realise you were being shipped with juyeon until doyoung pointed it one day

and mark was all like

( ・◇・)？"nani? y/n and juyeon???"

he would then search up ynjuyeon on twitter because cough yeah

and found a shit ton of edits of the both of y'all

and now he's sad :((

he's sad that because no one shipped y'all together

"isn't your relationship a secret???"

"yeah but still :((("

mark sweetie y'all have neve interacted on stage before fjdjdndnd

he knows you love him and would never cheat on him

but boy is he going to be a pouty baby when y'all hang out next time

literally all he's going to say is:

"why do they ship you and him together?? why not me :(("

"mark they've never seen us in the same room before"

huang renjun

unbothered king™

at least that's what he tells you fhdjdj

he found out through a vlive fhdhdjj

it was one of the usernames and the username was like ynxyanan_shipper

and renjun mf squinted his eyes like

did I read that clearly ಠ_ಠ

he's like yn and wHO

chenle was beside him when it happened and chenle was like what's wrong

and renjun points out the username

and chenle starts lauGHING BECAUSE HE FINDS IT SO FUNNY

renjun smacks him on the head to tell him to shut up DHHSHDD

obviously he would take a screenshot of the username and sends it to you

and he's like

short king <3: do you hv something to confess to me

you: ,,, my love for you??

short king <3: blocked

you: HAHSAHS IM KIDDING

tbh you find the situation honestly really funny

cause you and yanan aren't exactly friends? you're more of acquaintances than friends

and you made eye contact one (1) time with him by accident at an award show and suddenly you're being shipped with him

when you call him the next time to hang out, definitely expect him to be salty about it fjdjfjd

"hey are you free to come over today?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask your BOYFRIEND yanan"

"renjun istg i will break up with you-"

lee jeno

oh baby boy is gonna be so so confused

he's going to be even more confused because you're being shipped with itzy's chaeryeong fhfhfjf

see you and chaeryeong were featured in an episode of a reality tv show once

and the both of y'all immediately hit it off and your friendship was just adorable

so y'all kept interacting every time y'all see each other

and y'all are now nicknamed as the 4th gen gfs because y'all are so adorable???

like the chaeryn ship ur most popular ship ever

so jeno is so confused?? like why is his gf being shipped with her??

he's like a whole ass puppy okay

you, on the other hand, find the chaeryn ship really cute so you don't mind it and you jokingly call chaeryeong your gf once or twice on live before fjdjfn

whenever you tell him that you're hanging out with chaeryeong, he will pout at you and give you his best puppy eyes

like he will cling onto you and try to convince you to now to go

it works like 13% of the time and you would cancel plans with chaer but most of time it doesn't and you would end up being late jhdjsh

but it will slowly become into an inside joke between y'all

like yk that one meme

"this is yn my girlfriend and her girlfriend chaeryeong"

kjdhkjshfs yeah that

but in all seriousness, jeno is really unbothered about you being shipped with chaeryeong because it basically has the same energy as him being shipped with jaemin

whenever y'all are having play fights, you jokingly threaten to leave him for chaeryeong jdsfjds and he immediately stops and says that's unfair

pls shower him in hugs and kisses later

lee haechan

definitely makes a fuss about it

i mean he knows that you aren't going to leave him and all but is he going to be dramatic about it? yes, yes he is

he finds out by himself because he was probably on twitter stalking your hashtag

when he suddenly stumbles upon and edit of you and ateez's san

he's like O.O wot is tHis?

screenshots the edit and sends it to you

hyuckie: yNNNN

hyuckie: THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

hyuckie: BABY

hyuckie: SUGAR BUM

hyuckie: DAISY PIE

you: what in, the ever loving fuck, is daisy pie

hyuckie: *sends screenshot* ARE U CHEATING ON ME

you: hyuck that pic is clearly edited

hyuckie: I KNOW BUT ARE YOU????

you: i-

he makes so much jokes about it that you literally have to shut him up with a kiss

jokes on u reader he's doing this on purpose to get those free kisses

the jokes stop when you actually finally meet san during a game show and shippers are like omg they finally interacted

and the amount of ynxsan edits just,, grow

haechan acts even salty about it and whines about why fan don't ship y'all together when y'all have made eye contact during the golden disk awards bc he was being a lil shit hdsjhfjds

"hey what if i keep staring at you during the melon so we can get into a scandal?"

"hyuck this is supposed to be a secret relationship-"

"yeah but-"

jokes on u he actually does stare at you at the next award show and thankfully did not get into any scandals, but fans started to ship the both of you!

na jaemin

the true unbothered king

literally does not care that you are shipped with someone else

because he knows that he is yours and vice versa

and plus you love him a lot so

he finds out from chenle, who did it out of spite because one day chenle was bored and wanted to cause some chaos

boi basically ran up to jaemin to shove an edit of you and treasurer's junkyu together and went like

"look hyung! ur gf is being shipped with someone eLsE"

"oh that's weird"

"rigHT"

"I thought people shipped her with treasurer's hyunsuk"

chenle is like

HUH???

"aren't you like,, jeaolous??"

jaemin just shrugs and says "hmm, not really"

jaemin knows that you are good friends wth a lot of idols because you're a social butterfly

so he truly doesn't mind when you get shipped with other idols bc in the end , he's the one holding you in his arms

plus he knows the edits and shippers are mostly harmless

and he trusts you

so he just fucks around with chenle jkldsfj

chenle is still confused bc he wants to rile jaemin up for fun but failed hjdshf

zhong chenle

if you thought haechan was dramatic, then you better buckle up for chenle's

so you see

fans already shipped u and chenle

like

y'all already have a dating scandal

and both companies tried so hard to defuse it

see you are an mc for a music show and you were interviewing nct dream

chenle, being the lil shit he is, kept giving you the heart eyes the entire time

and 6 months later, y'all got caught by dispatch on a daTe

ofc both sides were panicking but chenle was enjoying bc he's like "yeah this is my s/o and what abt it"

but y'all still had a dating ban so sm was this close in kicking him hfdsjfh

fortunately, they were able to cover it up as someone else so there's that

so chenle is aware that fans shipped the both of you together

so when he sees you being shipped with stray kid's jeongin

he was like "HOW DARE THEY-"

calls you to complain about the ship for 3 hours

and that is how you found out as well-

literally you don't even know jeongin so you just let chenle complain about it

he goes on and on about why fans should continue to ship y'all together so when he reveals the relationship the fans will be surprised but also not really at the same time-

"should i get into another scandal with you?"

"chenle no-"

park jisung

oh baby boy is going to be very, very confused

i mean he knows that shipping is a thing between fans

he's just confused why ppl would ship you and p1harmony's keeho

like you have never interacted with him so why would fans ship the both of y'all??

the dreamies mostly tell him to not take it serious but the chenle and haechan would egg him on

"get into a dating scandal with them"

"guys no-"

he wouldn't tell you that it bothers him because he doesn't want you laughing at him, worrying over a small issue

so honestly, it lowkey eats him up on the inside

until one day, you basically force it out of him because he's been acting weird for the past week

he finally confesses about the what's bothering him

and you tell him that you wouldn't have laughed at him

you know shipping idols is a common thing in the industry and sometimes it's uncomfortable knowing it when you're already in a relationship

but you also tell him that it's basically harmless because fans can't really force the both of y'all together

jisung would be insecure about the relationship because it's kinda of his first? so he just doesn't want to mess it up

just reassure him a lot and tell him that you won't leave him

and as time goes by, he just gets used to the shipping

[vicious-vixxxen]

SugarDaddy!Enji X SugarBaby!Male Reader <3

Not entirely sure where this came from, but couldn’t help myself once it started :3 nothing crazy, and kinda short, so apologies for that, but I hope you guys enjoy it! Prompt fills should be out later this month: In the midst of a move, so slow going getting fills, out, but hopefully soon <3 thanks for the patience, and the continued support. Much love to you guys! Enjoy :3  Sugar Daddy!Enji x Sugar Baby!Male Reader

 (Sort of, kind of, it is but also not entirely the focus)

“What would you do without me, dad,” Fuyumi sighed, though her smile was palpable, even if Enji couldn’t see it- as she’d stepped behind him to lint roll his dinner jacket. Enji adjusting his watch, and catching the time, puffing his chest up a bit as he shooed his daughter back, and glanced at himself in the full length mirror once more, briefly. Enji would lie down and accept the sweet, bitter kiss from the grim reaper, before he ever told his daughter just where he’d found his date from. But, and as hard as it was to so much as admit it, Enji did know when to wave the white flag of defeat, and after three hours of trying to pick his own outfit, he’d shuffled off to her room and mumbled the bare minimum about having a date from an app tonight. Fuyumi had freaked out for all of ten minutes, before growing startlingly serious, and rifling through his closet for articles of clothing Enji had no idea were even there. And now...well, he looked more presentable than he had in ages. Granted, his wardrobe consisted of his hero suit ninety nine percent of the time, but still. Bidding Fuyumi goodbye was a whole other ordeal, but soon enough, Enji found himself- or rather, his driver, pulling up along the curb of the restaurant he’d asked you to. Not even a moment to gather himself, or suck in a few lungful's of crisp evening air, before his eyes landed on you. Your dazzling smile so bright, Enji had to keep himself from squinting, as you hurried over, and without so much as a hello first, threw your arms over the hero’s broad shoulders, and brought him down into a tight, warm hug. Enji squeezed back awkwardly, though your cologne was mouthwatering, and the feel of someone wanting to be in his arms almost made the older man dizzy, as he pulled back, and smoothed out the front of his jacket. Just to busy his hands, as you eyed him up, and your smile grew softer. More intimate. “It’s so nice to meet, finally. In person.” You laughed, gesturing for Enji to follow you to the front door, as there was already a man waiting to escort you back to your table. Well, Enji thought. Here goes nothing. 

“You’re nervous,” you pointed out quietly- gently, reaching across the table to lay one of your hands over Enji’s much larger one: meeting the older man's gaze as he stopped jiggling his leg, and focused his full attention on you. “Observant,” Enji huffed, though not unkindly, as he took a deep breath, and reached up with his free hand to tug at the neck of his sweater. Cheeks flush, both from the heat within himself, and his nerves. You were much more...handsome? Pretty? Drop dead gorgeous?- than your profile pictures had given you credit for, and even then you were one of the most beautiful specimens he’d ever laid his eyes on, so that was really saying something. “I try to be,” you laughed, bringing your other hand around to sip at your champagne, before laying your glass-chilled hand over the other covering Enji’s, to clasp them on either side- just holding his hand, and smiling. Awkwardness creeping back up Enji’s neck as his throat worked around the words he couldn’t quite find. “I could talk, if you’d like? And you can interject whenever you’d like. No pressure to, if you’re not ready. I could probably talk enough for the both of us.” You we’re trying to cut the man some slack, bless his big confused heart. Your online chats hadn’t divulged much, though you did get the gist from Enji. Bad relationship with his children. Not too close to anyone of his own age. He was lonely. And so were you. You were also broke as fuck, but all thoughts of monetary value flew out the window the second you hugged the man when you’d arrived. Seen the restaurant he’d asked you to; and the private balcony dinner he’d arranged. Enji was trying so hard, and it made your heart beat a little too fast. Your smile almost too bright.  “That...would be preferable, thank you,” Enji replied gruffly- though he cleared his throat after like he’d done it by accident. It only made you smile wider “Of course. A very considerate daddy you are,” you teased, referencing the website you met on jokingly- or at least, half jokingly- though the way Enji’s blush deepened had you stuttering around your first few sentences- glancing down suddenly as Enji turned his hand palm upward- holding your hands in return, as you laughed, suddenly, and began speaking smoothly. Squeezing the man’s hands in silent thanks, as he listened intently to you rambling on about your life. Where you went to school, what instrument you played, your favorite movies, and books. He really /listened/, grunting every so often to show you he was- and even interjecting with questions every so often; Enji really wanted to know about you. He wanted to listen. You’d never quite had anyone like that before. Not even close friends who cared enough to really listen to you. Your chest felt tight suddenly as you began touching on your most recent life happenings. Pausing slowly, voice getting quiet as you held Enji’s gaze, you lifted the older man’s hand to press a kiss to his palm. Snickering into it as Enji’s flames burst across his face at the contact. “Ah-Ahem. What uh...what’s that for?” He questioned, voice husky as he turned away slightly. Embarrassed at his flames for the first time since he was a pre-teen. “Just thanks, for listening,” you admitted with a shrug, kissing his palm again, even softer this time. Enji turned then, pure honesty in his gaze as he gathered his courage to speak clearly, “I could listen to you speak...for hours, if I’m being honest. You have..a lovely voice.” “Ah,” You nodded, your cheeks just as flushed as the hero’s as you swirled your champagne in its glass gently. Missing completely the way Enji’s face fell, and he withdrew his hands from atop the table, and back into his lap. The rest of the night went pretty much the same, though you noticed Enji seemed slightly more reserved, and gruff than before. Still just as attentive, still nearly mute, just more...withdrawn. Less open then he’d become as you spoke. It wasn’t until the date had come to an end, and he was escorting you out of the restaurant, and to the car he’d called to take you home, did you realize why. “Here you go.” Enji spoke quietly, yet clearly, crowding you in slightly so the valet couldn’t see the wad of cash he was holding out to you. Crisp bills neatly folded into a money clip, engraved with Enji’s initials. “Oh.” You’d almost forgotten by this point that this was sort of part of it. Or...well, it was the whole point, really. Or had been. “That’s….quite a lot of money,” You thought aloud, frowning at the way Enji’s brows drew down tightly, and he thumped the money into your chest gently. “I apologize for the evening. Please, just take it. It’s triple the amount we originally spoke of. Compensation for the poor company I’ve been.” You froze, staring between Enji’s eyes, that wouldn’t meet your own, and the cash being held out to you, Enji’s grip so tight on it his knuckles were white. /Oh/. So that’s what he thought. Earlier in the evening, your reaction to his sincerity, he’d read into it wrong. ….Sweet old man. “Silly daddy,” You sighed, smiling despite the situation- reaching up to tug out one solitary bill from the stack, before pressing Enji’s fist back into his own chest with one hand- the other snaking up and around the man’s neck, to ease him down to your level gently. “I can’t say I’ve ever had a more wonderful time with anyone before in my whole life. You listened, and saw me. And only me. For hours. I don’t think I can properly describe how absolutely wonderful that was. Truly. Silly,” You laughed again, watching the way Enji’s shoulders hunched, and tensed, a myriad of emotions flitting across his face, before he settled on bewilderment it seemed. The tiniest flames danced across his cheeks as you leaned up on your toes, brushing noses briefly, before capturing Enji’s lips in a soft, chaste kiss. Hand carding up and into the soft hair at the nape of Enji’s neck, scraping your nails through his scalp gently as your lips began to move against one another. Unsure, and hesitant, before that quickly melted away, leaving only the deepest desire, and want. A soft, needy noise leaving your mouth, that Enji swallowed up happily. Panting into your face as he pulled away, breath a wash of champagne, and the chocolate cake you’d both had for dessert. “Tip...for your driver,” You breathed, slightly dazed as you fell back into the car, feet firmly on the ground now- tapping your pocket where you’d slid the bill from the stack he’d held out to you at first. “I...should get going. But if I don’t have a text from you with the details of our next date when I get home, i’ll be one very disappointed boy,” You admitted quietly, cupping Enji’s cheek briefly- thumb sliding across his plump bottom lip, before you opened the back door of the car, and slid in. Wishing Enji a goodnight, before the door was shut, and you were being driven off towards home. Enji checked the time briefly as you pulled away, and once more when he finally was able to get his legs working again- nearly an hour had passed, in which he’d tried and failed multiple times to collect himself. Had that really just happened? The feel of his lips twisting up into a smile felt strange, and foreign for the pro hero. And as he walked home, to allow himself a chance to breathe finally, he began to laugh. Cupping his own face, and touching his lips, an incredulous laugh bubbled from deep within him as he threw his head back and allowed it to overtake him. Smiling in a way he hadn’t in...so, so long. Pulling his phone out, he immediately began texting you, checking your schedule for the next night, before suggesting going to a play. A quiet, private balcony just for the two of you. Close seats. Beautiful music. He could watch your reactions under the bright stage lights. It sounded fantastic. A text from Fuyumi chimed into his phone as he was nearly home, and still smiling like a love struck teenager. So? How was it!?-FT Enji sighed heavily, catching himself in a nearby shop window- looking too happy to be real, and recalling your words from earlier. Wonderful.-ET It was wonderful, Fuyumi.-ET

[indiee19]

Drunken Monologues

Alex Turner x reader

Summary: You come home from work to a very drunk (EYCTE!) Alex

warnings: light swearing, drunk Alex, silly conversation

word count: 1.4k

-because she’s literally a life saver, Thea was kind enough to write this while I’m working on some more requests, and while I'm still quarantining. Thank you!!!!

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The sound of the front door closing echoed through the house and you sighed, relieved whenever you took off your boots, taking off and placing your jacket on the coat rack beside the door. You were now able to lay down and go to sleep beside the love of your life - Alex. You were positive that he was asleep, if he wasn't then he must have been distracted since he always made sure to greet you at the door whenever you got home.

You walked down the hallway to the bedroom, impatient to change into some comfy clothes and go to sleep. You got to the closed bedroom door and opened it, making sure that it wouldn't creak whatsoever, now for sure knowing that he was asleep, the door only ever closed whenever people were at the house or he was asleep.

You quietly tip toed over to the dresser near the closet, pulling out one of Alex's large white button ups, shuffling out of your own clothes, reaching behind your back to unclasp your bra, relieved once it was off, hitting the floor with a soft thud and you put on the shirt. Feeling comfortable once again.

You took your hair down from the ponytail that it had been in since lunch, the wind bothering you too much, blowing your hair in your face as you tried to eat. You picked up your clothes and put them out of the way so that neither you or Alex would stumble over them in the morning.

You then quietly walked over to the bed, crawling in beside Alex, pulling the covers over you. You tried your best not to wake Alex up, but he must have felt the bed shift and you heard a faint whisper of your name. He was now awake - barely though.

"Mhm, princess, is that you, or am I just dreaming?" Alex said groggily, barely awake, on the verge of falling right back to sleep, about to slip away from reality and go back into a dream of his own.

"No, my love, you're not dreaming. But go back to sleep," you replied, laying down on your side, running your hand through his fluffy, grown out hair that he rarely ever puts a ton of hair gel in anymore.

"No, I want to talk to you, princess. Want to know about your day," he said, leaning into your touch, loving it whenever you ran your fingers through his hair. "'ow was your day, princess?"

"It was good. How was yours?" you answered, wanting to know how he got so drunk. "Well, me and Miles went out for a drink," he said, voice muffled as he had nuzzled into your neck, the tip of his nose cold. "And exactly how much did you have to drink, Al?" you asked.

"Um, few shots, a beer ... or two, and a margarita," he said, confused, trying his best to recall everything he had to drink. You sighed, he never had that much to drink, he hasn't drank that much in two years, trying his best to not get too drunk anymore now that he was thirty. He was probably having too good of a time to even care, but you knew that he would feel awful about it in the morning and apologize to you when he would wake up, even though you quite literally couldn't care less. He was an adult and made his own decisions, but you knew that he tried to please you at his greatest abilities, but like I previously said, you didn't care if he drank .

You were about to say something before you heard a faint snore come from Alex, no doubt that he had closed his eyes, not meaning to fall asleep, but had on accident. You shifted a little to turn on your back, stopping when Alex whispered your name again. "What're you doing, princess?" he asked, clearly not asleep anymore if he was before.

"I'm going to bed, Al," you said.

"No! I want to tell you something," he said loudly, sitting up. The tone of his voice shocked you, almost scaring you - and him. "I mean, I want to tell you something, princess," he said much quieter this time, laying back down on you, going back to being this calm, drunken mess. "Okay, what is it?" you asked, kissing the top of his head softly.

"Just wanted to say ... just wanted to tell you that I love you so much, princess. You're so perfect, and gorgeous, and smart, and funny, and kind. You're everything that I wish to be. And you're way too good for me," he complimented you. "And ... I can't forget the fact that you're so, so sexy, princess."

You tried to hide your face, knowing that it would be bright red. No matter how much he complimented you, he never failed to make you blush, always doing it effortlessly. "Don't you 'ide from me. It's true, you are perfect," he said, sitting up and kissing you on the cheek. It was a sloppy, wet kiss, but it was a kiss. "I love you so much, princess," he slurred, cupping the side of your face.

"I love you, too, Al," you said, running your fingers through his hair again. He leaned down to kiss your neck, starting to suck on it. "Alex, what are you doing?" you asked, confused.

"I'm kissing you, princess," he said, a hint of lust in his voice. He started sucking on your neck harder, a bruise slowly but surely forming. "Alex, if you were kissing me, then wouldn't it be on my lips?" you said. "Will you stop, Al?" you laughed when he started sucking harder on your neck.

"But, princess ... I want to make you feel good. Like, so, so good. Let me make love to you," he said, biting down slightly on your neck, a small bruise forming and then he moved your shirt down a little before he moved his kisses to your collarbone. "No, Alex, you're drunk. We can't," you stated. He really didn't seem to care much though, continuing his kissing on your collarbone.

"Alex, I love you, but I swear to god if you don't stop it," you said and you pulled him up by his fluffy hair. He opened his eyes that were heavy with sleep, could barely keep himself awake, and you were confused to how he had managed to continue kissing your neck. He searched for your eyes in the darkness and when they met, his were full of his love and adoration for you, and as were your own.

Alex shuffled to be laying beside you on his side, and you did the same so that you could be facing him incase he wanted to talk some more and then he shuffled to be closer to you - not only for warmth in the winter but also because he loved being close to you, and if he could, he would hold you tight in his arms forever.

"Mmm, you smell so good, princess," he said groggily.

"Thank you, Al," you replied, kissing the top of his head lightly. Alex sat up slightly, raising up from your neck, rubbing his perfect nose against your own a few time, the tip of his nose still cold and you slightly shivered. "Eskimo kisses," he slurred, smiling a big smile at you and you laughed and smiled back at him. "You're so adorable," you mumbled to yourself.

Alex laid back down and then Alex lightly pushed you so that you could be laid on your back and he nuzzled his head into your chest, his head nuzzled in between your breasts, lightly kissing them. You laughed. "Comfy?" you asked him, running your fingers through his hair.

"Yeah. You 'ave comfy boobies," he said sleepily, rubbing his head against your breasts again and lightly kissed your chest, sighing softly. You laughed and as you were about to say something, you heard his little snores, indicating that he was asleep. You smiled and inaudibly awed. He was so damn cute and so perfect. You couldn't have wished for someone better, and soon, you too fell asleep.

[adlbeay]

I wanted to talk about the themes in the Walk in the Dust event. The story of Arknights has always had a high level of thematic consistency, but it’s especially prominent in this event. I feel like a lot of the discussion of the story in certain places comes down to “lore” and surface-level plot details, so I wanted to get this out there somewhere.

The two big ideas that are covered in Walk in the Dust are that of revenge and the homeland. Let's talk about revenge first. Long post and story spoilers under the cut.

In the beginning, we are introduced to Elliot, aka Passenger, who by the time we meet him, is an aimless husk of a man. He is utterly empty inside despite being the most powerful figure in the Reefsteep black  market, with vast wealth and political influence under his thumb. Having completed his decades-long quest to slay everyone who was involved in betraying his teacher, he has no more goals for his life. After killing  the Lord Ameer of Ibut, the last of his targets, he realizes that the revenge he had been pursuing was ultimately empty, that the weapons he built and the schemes he engineered to that end no longer moved him. Even the death of the Lord Ameer didn't matter one bit in the political landscape of Sargon.

As for the Sargon army... We live in different times now. The ruling  Padishahs simply care not about what is happening here in this barren  wasteland. My guess is that it matters not to them whether it's the  father or the son that's in charge. Actually, to tell the truth, it  hardly matters to me either.

Ultimately, no one cared if the Lord Ameer was murdered or simply  died in an accident, not even Elliot himself. Sargon continues to be exploited by the Columbian military and the ruling Lords. Professor Thorne remains dead. His research, once entrusted to Elliot to prevent  it from becoming a weapon of war, has nonetheless been used by Elliot  himself to bring even more death. Now, 22 years later, Passenger sees  finding Kal'tsit as his only path to salvation, so that she can once  again give him a purpose like she did when she rescued him the first time.

Folinic's mom, Lillia, also shares the same kind of story. Her husband was killed in Chernobog when the count decided to purge the researchers working on the sarcophagus device. Among the children of the families broken up by this incident are Lyudmila (later Crownslayer), Alex and Misha (later Skullshatterer), and Luisa (later Folinic). Lillia finds Kal'tsit after months of searching, intending to take revenge on  Grand Duke Vanya not just for her husband, but also for Luisa, who never got to know her father because of it. Kal'tsit tries to talk her out of  it, even during the final phases of the plan, but Lillia's mind is set.  She entrusts Kal'tsit with taking care of both Luisa and Lyudmila, as  she knows she won't be able to come back to live a normal life after  this. And... she succeeds. Although it is Kal'tsit who ultimately administered the poison, their plan works flawlessly and Duke Vanya is finally dead.

Except it still ended up being completely meaningless. The Grand Duke was in a glorified nursing home already near the end of his life, and if Kal'tsit didn't kill him then some other conspirator from the Ursus  political backstage would have done it anyway. He was already crippled and blind, and as we find out during the confrontation with the Emperor's Blade, even Kal'tsit only agreed to Lillia's plan because it  defused the conspiracies of other powerful figures who would have used  the Duke's death to spark another rebellion. The only thing that Lillia ended up accomplishing was making sure that Louisa would grow up without both a mother and a father, and Lyudmila would never get the answers she really wanted about her family's death. And, although she ended up not doing it, she was even also planning to go back to Chernobog to kill  Sergei, Alex and Misha's father, for his betrayal.

And this carries on through the future outside the event. Crownslayer ends up joining Reunion because she thinks it will give her the answers  she wants and avenge her father. Folinic almost lets her anger at Atro's death get her into a confrontation with Wolumonde. In the end, Crownslayer is stopped by Kal'tsit and Folinic is calmed down by  Suzuran, but we might be able to imagine what would have happened if  they managed to carry out their vengeance.

The theme of homeland is one that's intrinsically tied to Kal'tsit and has at least a bit of relation to the broader story outside of the event. It's harder to talk about since it's not clearly  split into individual stories like previously, but there's at least one character that exemplifies this theme the most: Old Isin.

Old Isin is appropriately to his name, old as rocks. He remembers being a servant to some lord of a long-lost city that very few even know once existed, and spends his time telling fortunes while trying to seek out people who, like him, also share that past. According to Kal'tsit, the city's people were scattered when it was destroyed, and now only Isin even remembers the origin of the name "Reefsteep". Even then, Isin only has vague memories, and believes it to be his unforgivable sin that  he has forgotten so much about the city.

Old Isin originally helps Kal'tsit and Elliot because he hopes that  she can help him remember about the lost city, and thus absolve his  "unforgivable sin". And Kal'tsit indeed does help him. Isin begins to recall the conquests of armies a thousand years ago, something even with  his age he should not have been a part of, much less remembered.  Kal'tsit dispels the illusions clouding his memory, and reveals that  what Isin remembers is only the stories that the padishah recounted to  him, that the glory of his old city was only a memory of another memory. In truth, the city in Old Isin's memory was merely a stepping stone for the padishah's ambition to conquer the uncharted deserts, and was abandoned just as easily when that campaign failed. His homeland's glory was just an illusion created in his mind by the padishah's charisma.

Which brings us to the Emperor's Blade. Wherever he stands is the dominion of the Empire of Ursus. Whatever he does carries out the Ursus Emperor's will. Or at least, that's how the Royal Guards imagine themselves, single-handedly carrying out their homeland's legacy. Kal'tsit lays it out clearly:

Kal'tsit: Tell me, what does the current Ursus Emperor think of the Pine Valley affair? Or do you mean to tell me the seeds of that uprising, the origins of the crisis were all the will of the Emperor? Feel free to keep deceiving yourself, but the truth is the young emperor is unaware of the events that transpired there. You believe he has no  need to know. You... all of you seek a bygone era. You are just caught up in the former emperor's grand vision!

As does Patriot in Chapter 8:

Patriot: I fought with your fathers. Your strength and tactical acumen are no less impressive than theirs. But you look at the Ursus of those times with rose-colored glasses. What you see is nothing more than your wild fantasies.

The Royal Guards are described in not too unclear words as soldiers  who probably believed too much of their own grandiose affect. They are unparalleled fighters, to be sure, but it isn't hard to infer that those words about executing Ursus's will and each Royal Guard being his own nation are words intended to strike fear into their enemies rather than  statements of any real truth. Indeed, if you know anything about the internal politics of Ursus, the idea of "Ursus's own will" can be seen as more of a nostalgia at a bygone era when Ursus was, or at least seemed, united in conquest under the previous Emperor. The perceived glory of their homeland is what motivates the Emperor's Blade, but like with Old Isin, the truth behind it is shaky at best.

We also have the contrast between the retired veteran at Pine Valley  and Grand Duke Vanya. While talking to Witte, the veteran cuts off one of his own fingers, claiming that the scars he has suffered in Ursus's wars, once considered symbols of his glory and honor, were ultimately meaningless, and he wants this self-inflicted wound to be his only legacy to Ursus. At the same time, the Grand Duke is postulating about how the seeds he had sown in the winter would give birth to beautiful flowers. Even though his actions and the crimes he committed never bore fruition, he is convinced even in death that Ursus's soil will bloom.

The issue of a real or imagined homeland, and its loss, is also  shared by the Sarkaz as a whole not only in this story but in the main story and many other events. It's even arguable that Rhodes Island's mission to help the Infected was originally inherited from Babel's goal of establishing a stable homeland for the Sarkaz. After all, as pointed  out in many places, the Infected and Sarkaz share much of the same discrimination.

Sarkaz Mercenary: Home...? How could us devils... us Infected possibly have one... Kal'tsit: The Sarkaz have tried to rebuild 'Kazdel', their home for centuries, though they have never succeeded. Everyone has a different idea as to what the term 'homeland' means, but as it stands right now,  Kazdel is perhaps as close as you can get to the term's original meaning.

And in Twilight of Wolumonde:

Armed Infected: We’re going home? To what home?

Mudrock: Kazdel. There may be no place for Sarkaz outside of Kazdel.  But in Kazdel, there is a place for you. Not because of tolerance. But because there is... nothing there. Kazdel... is where the homeless go. A land of rootless people.

So what does all this have to do with Kal'tsit?

In the ending cutscene, Passenger asks Kal'tsit whether this "Rhodes  Island" is yet another passing persona to be used to accomplish a goal and discarded when it's complete. Like the persona of the Trusted  Advisor, or the Servant, or the Laterano Cleric, will she abandon Rhodes  Island as well? Kal'tsit initially puts up a front saying he has no  right to ask, then bluffs about having thousands of answers, but is pushed by Passenger saying he'll even accept a lie. In one of the only times we get to see Kal'tsit faltering, she actually has no answer to this.

Unlike the other characters we see throughout the story, Kal'tsit has no homeland. No matter how fake or illusory it is, Old Isin and the Royal Guard have something to believe about a place where they can belong. The nobles in Victoria, as incompetent as they appear from the outside, are dedicated to defending the peace of their home despite having no ruler. Even the ostracized Sarkaz can ultimately go back to Kazdel, as unpleasant as that might be. But while Kal'tsit wanders the earth to keep the homelands of others from falling into chaos, she has no homeland of her own to go back to.

In one of the trailers for Chapter 9, we hear a recording from Theresa, addressed to Kal'tsit: "I hope this Rhodes Island can be a place to call home, a place you can always return to."

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Hello! Can you please do a Levi headcanon/scenario where he hurts his crush's feelings and makes her cry but later regrets it and tries to apologise to her? Thanks!

𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 (𝙇𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝘼𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

➡text: Hello there!! And omg of course I would be happy to write this out 🥺 the fact that to see levi apologize or own up to his mistakes is something that I would like to even write about- so thank you for this request! I hope you love it anon ♥ (incoming some fluff and you wont regret it!)

synopsis:  it was a long tiring day and with under pressure levi ackerman had, he accidently said something to y/n (his crush!) which hurt her feelings. levi feels terrible and to make it up for it, made y/n realize that levi and her might share the same feelings for each other.

fluff, angst, aot world, imagine fanfiction ♡ —

It was a long stressful day at the Survey crops headquarters building, and Captain Levi was assigned with many paper work to get done with.

The last expedition made Levi worry quite a lot for Y/N and her safety. Sure she was skilled, and a fast thinker but that still did not stop Levi from worrying about her. It was because he was the captain he had to worry about his squad....right?

But after Y/N getting hurt on the last expedition because she is kind of ‘reckless’ to what Levi thinks and used as an excuse, his heart sank and he then realized not only did he care about her too much, but he also developed feelings for her and with time it grew. Just her presence, the way she was, caring, friendly, confident, her natural beauty and a badass made him fall for her more.

But ever since on that day, he blamed himself for her getting injured because she was on his squad team.

The upcoming expedition was next month and he was becoming even more stressed and load with paperwork because it was a bigger mission this time they never had. Y/N obviously noticed that so after having a chat with Hanji she went by to his office and entered inside. They become more comfortable with each other so she was pleased to enter his office whenever she wanted to.

“Hi Levi, how are you?” she said with a bright smile, trying to light up the mood that was surrounding in his office.

“What do you think sherlock?” He spoke in a sarcastic tone and then let out a deep sigh. “O-Oh, Um I was wondering if you would like some help with the paperwork? I am free the whole day.” Her kind gestures always somehow warmed his heart, he liked the fact how in her free time she would always visit Levi and try her best to help him. But tonight was different, it was too much pressure loaded on him, he was not thinking straight.

He didn't respond to her offer and instead he got up from his seat behind the desk and gave her a piece of paper. “Read.” Was what he only said.

You took the paper from him and noticed....you were removed him Levi’s squad! “W-What....why.” You said so quietly but it had a very unhappy tone.

“You know why. You are too reckless, and I don't want that in my squad.” He lied and looked away, it was not because of your recklessness and never was because you were brave and perceptive. But in fact, it was because he wanted to keep you safe and away from harm because this time his squad was placed on the front and he moved you all the way on the back where it was safer. He does not want to lose you.

“I-I don't understand Levi...I though you trusted me-”

“Yea I don't trust you, and I clearly don't have time for you either.” You couldn't believe what he was saying to you, this behavior was out of nowhere and it made absolutely no sense! But, he was your source of motivation and inspiration and when he said that to you, it shattered your heart to pieces. You thought he had faith and trust in you and that's why he added you to his squad, you thought....you were important to him. Well, was important.

“Levi, please this makes no sense. At least explain to me why!” You yelled out, demanding an explanation for what the hell was evening going on.

“Don't argue with me.” He now gave you one of his hateful glares, and you know in a million years you would never be getting that from him, you were completely taken aback now. “Leave now! That’s an order L/N”.

You eyes were widen now, and your eyes were slowly starting to tear up. These words, completely damaged you and your feelings, he even called you by your last name which he never does. You never felt so hurt and your stomach sank which left you static and....heartbroken. Hearing this is a ego-killer for you. The paper you held slowly fell off from your hand, and you brought your hand up to cover your eyes and started to softly sob.

He noticed that quickly, and he wanted to come and comfort you but before he could do that you stormed off, slamming his door, y/n never wanting to see his face again.

Levi took a moment to process everything and then realized he had actually messed up everything. Both of you were so close and the bond and moments you both shared, Levi cherished that deeply. But, he ruined everything, shattered the bond, and now actually ironically losing you. He clenched his fist and closed his eyes tightly, “Fuck...The fuck is wrong with me?! Why am I so damn emotional.” And it was a fact, he was that when he bottled everything up and then let out his steam saying some bullshit.

It was days, and he didn’t even see or hear about Y/N. He did not get any sleep, staying up, overthinking his stupid mistake and regretting this all. His gilt, anger towards himself and grief started to grow by each day, hating himself how he hurt the person he had a crush on and someone he adored a lot which then lead to him thinking how to come to you with his true and deepest apology.

He tried to catch any chance to get you whenever you are alone and say apologize, but whenever he saw you, you would just jolt and try to run away and leave the place.

He then noticed from Hanji and the other scouts such as Armin and Mikasa that you were clearly avoiding Levi. He caught you by chance one evening as you were sitting down in the mass hall eating your sandwich alone so cutely and he just missed seeing that sight whenever you both had breaks and he would watch you eat cheerfully but....you were so down, that spirt was gone.

He was approaching you, and you then noticed that and felt your stomach sink, ‘Is he coming to me? Wait...he is, it’s only me here!’ You thought in your mind, panicking and not knowing what to do.

”Good evening.” He uttered, but you noticed there was some nervousness in that tone.

You did not look up at him and you left your sandwich that was half eaten on the plate, and got up. You lost your appetite, and you proceed to leave the mass hall, but you stopped in your steps when you heard Levi yell out. “No...d-don’t go. Please just stay for a bit.” The way he said it, was under such pain and he it sounded as if he was begging you. He really struggled doing this, but he would do it regardless if it was just to speak to you again for a bit.

He caught up to you, and took your wrist while his thumb was caressing your skin. You were still looking down, not wanting to see his face because you knew if you did now, you would tear up again.

“Can we talk please?” He said really quietly, and if the mass hall was not empty you wouldn't be able to grasp what he had said. Levi was clearly tensed and not sure if what he was doing is right, he never done this before, apologizing and talking about his feelings. But he would only, and only do this for the person he loved. Y/N.

“What do you want?” it came out more coldly then you expected and that made him hesitate. He remembered the image of your expression and you sobbing that day and it is still graved in his mind. He cant seem to get it out his head and he wanted to hear your forgiveness so it could go away.

“I fucked up, I know. But fuck, I...miss you.” He finally said, in a nervous and stuttering tone. He now moved his hand from your wrist to your soft and cold hands, and you could feel his warmth, warming your hand.

He brought up his other free hand and placed his palm on his forehead. Clearly this was hard for him and he felt such a jerk and an idiot cause all his words is now gone and he wasn’t sure how to say how apologetic he was and how you meant the world to him really.

But he know thought, How could he do this to someone who regularly checked on him, cared for him and also actually saw him as a normal person unlike the other scouts who thought he was heartless and just labeled as ‘strongest solider’. Y/N was the only who truly cared for his wellbeing and he admired that a lot. “Hey....I’m sorry. Everything I said wasn’t right. T-To be honest it was your bravery that made me fall for you...and care a lot more about you. So, please tell me What should I do to make it up for you?”

This caused you to finally look up to him and staring at his grey eyes, and after such a long time you were able to see his face clearly and close up which never fails to make your heart skip a beat. You stared at him for quite awhile, kind of surprised to what he said and the fact he was holding your hand meant a lot. But Levi took this as you still not wanting to talk to him, he wanted to say more and better things but he was quite bad formulating any more cause it him nervous and afraid to say something else to upset you further. He really did care about your feelings. “I won’t go....till I hear your answer. I waited long enough.”

You spoke, and after a long time hearing your voice this nearly made him tear up and that was because you were a big part of his life. “I can’t stay mad at you forever, so I forgive you. But, you hurted me and I cant forget that easily. But for now, Just....hold me.” You went near him and now placed both of your hands on his chest. He did not waste any second and pulled you in for a hug. It was probably his first time hugging you like this and he never knew it would make him have this fuzzy and sweet feeling like this. Of course, he would hold on to your waist, arm and shoulders sometimes during battle or when you needed some support to get up and move. But this was different, and he questioned himself how he never considered that.

Y/N and Levi both finally made up with each other, and he was really grateful for that and even the fact you forgave someone like Levi, he felt really lucky.

Of course, it will take some time for you to accept his apology, but he wont give up just yet and he really makes an effort everyday, you guys took it slow and he is more than willing to wait for you ♥

As, regret and remorse can lead a person to feel sorrow, this can cause a sense of sorrow for hurting someone such as Levi’s crush, and even though it was bad, this lead to him finally confessing and saying his true apology if it weren’t for this. Time is a healing process after all.

Once you finally sat down with Levi and talked back (after the countless times he tried to initiate a conversation or start something such as cleaning together but never got much a reaction from you) and had a small conversation with him asking how was his day. This melted his heart and he actually felt really happy inside that you finally started to speak to him. He missed your company, your sweet voice, and....that smile.

You surprised him further when you gave him tea (because he gave you so many things to somehow make you smile) and his eyes lit up, Levi never felt so happy in the last few weeks. Then he knew, that you. y/n, was his light and source of happiness. He drank the tea slowly cherishing it.

wow okay this was kind of emotional then I excepted it to be, but I honestly see a scenario like this happening where levi struggles and tries his best to own up his mistake and apologize and he would only be like this if it was to his crush and someone he loved cause this man gets nervous <3 so please y/n, give him some more hugs, he might not seem to ask for any but he is deeply inside craving for it. It’s his best comfort as it is coming from you! Anyways, please leave a like or a reblog if you enjoyed this and I hope you liked this anon 💖