#long awaited reunions

[better-than-one]

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Come on, Hero, we don't have all day. You've got this.

[justcallme-ange]

What will a reunion between papa XD and Dream look like? Pardon me for I am utterly obsessed with them ueueueue

Hey, it just means I get to talk more about my boys!! Ask away ^^ It takes a long time, Dream is an adult by the time they meet again.

Dream was worried his papa wouldn't recognize him, or be mad that he disappeared, or disappointed it took him this long to reach the End.

Exdee actually needed a moment to recognize his boy, it had been so long since they'd been face to face, and Dream is no longer a child. He'd imagined this moment countless times throughout the years - but reality still took him by surprise.

He's tall, almost as tall as Exdee in his human form, with broad shoulders and sun-bleached hair. They look almost identical to each other, and yet the person standing before him is so different.

It's all good though, the moment the mask comes off, there's no doubt this is his little boy. He's a little scarred, and there are lines under his eyes but it's him. Exdee loved his son the moment he created him, rooted for him from afar, and continued to love him even worlds apart.

The Void God is just happy he can hold his son again.

[softiedingo]

ah yes the gods looked at the las vegas gp and saw that there was no 1-2 lestappen podium and then they looked at the qatar gp and said "hold my beer here real quick" and simply handed us a 1-2 lestappen podium + their prodigy son as a gift

[clairedaring]

Happy 1st Anniversary, I Feel You Linger In The Air! (August 18th, 2023 - November 3rd, 2023)

“I am heading towards the end of my life. Throughout the course of my life, I have learnt that the current of time always runs forward without any retreat. With the matter of time, I might already be your past, but, for me, you are my future. I'm still looking forward to seeing you at the same place, and I hope that someday we will get back and spend our lives together.”

[vertigoartgore]

2004's Madrox Vol.1 #1 (turning 20 today, feel old yet ?) cover by cover artist David Lloyd (V for Vendetta) and colorist Brian Reber.

[the-obnoxious-sibling]

Do you think it means anything that Bartolomeo burned shanks flag? Like that choice, means something? Is it foreshadowing for shanks death?

i think it's an indicator of how shallow barto's knowledge of luffy is. just about anyone who's managed to have a real conversation with luffy knows how important shanks is to him, but barto's at such a remove he can only see shanks as a rival, or an enemy. he admires luffy, but he doesn't understand him.

(something something idolization and dehumanization are two sides of the same coin, something something putting someone on a pedestal just puts them farther away from you, something something downsides of godhood, you get it.)

i don't think it tells us anything new about shanks, we've already seen his death flags.

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #1212: Coffee Chat with Geese (King of Fighters)

6:45 p.m. at Athena's Coffee Shop........

It was a slow, normal day in Athena's established coffee shop. The afternoon came by, the customers are at their seats, enjoying the various drinks they've ordered, Hinako happily hums as she places her recently baked batch of cookies inside a glass jar stand, and Rock is sitting in front of the counter talking to Shingo, awaiting for his friend's time to clock out for the rest of the day so they hang out more later.

It was a good day so far, despite it's normalcy-

'DOOR KICKED OPEN'

Malin: (Frantically Ran Inside the Coffe Stop) LOCK EVERY DOOR IN BUILDING AND HIDE LIKE HELL, PEOPLE! MOVE IT!!

Shingo/Rock: (Quickly Turns to the Source of the Sudden, Loud Ruckus Along with Everypne Else in the Room) Malin?

Hinako: (Starts Getting Worried) What's going on, dear? (Notices How Exhausted Malin is Getting) Did you ran your way to get here?

Malin: (Starts Panting a Bit) Yeah....I.....really had to.....Hightailed my ass.....over here.....The MOMENT i saw that black limousine!.....(Whips the Sweat Off her Forehead) ('Whew')

Hinako: Limousine?

Rock and Shingo look at each other after hearing that piece of information, for a brief second before turning back to Malin.

Rock: Did you catch a glimpse of who was inside?

Shingo: And was there anyone else in there with him by any chance?

Malin: Yeah! There were two guys in there. One was the bodyguard and the other-

'Door Push Open'

?????: Ah.

Everyone in the room now turn their attention to a man in a suit, rocking a read and white stripe bandana wrapped on top of his head, and carrying a red pole walking and looking around inside of the establishment.

?????: So this is the famous coffee shop that twat of a pop star owns....Not as loud and obnoxious looking as I thought it would be, I'll give 'em that.

Shingo: (Instantly Recognizes the Man Walking In) Billy Kane? But if he's here and then- (Notices The Silent, Harden Look in Rock's Eyes Before Coming to the Chilling Realization) Oh no..........

?????: ('Hmph')

Another man in a business suit walks inside the shop as well, with a face that everyone instantly recognized. The infamous crimelord of Southtown and the man that was absent from Rock's life since he was a child, Geese Howard.

Geese: I prefer a more sophisticated establishment, but I suppose this will do for now.

Billy: (Bows hid Head Down in Agreement) As you wish, sir.

Malin: (Grimaces in Fear) There's goes the lockdown plan.......

Hinako: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Shock) What possess that man to come to a place like this?

Rock: (Glaring at His Own Father) He came here for me.

Shingo: (Quickly Tries to Ease the Tension) O-Or! He's....probably here try out one of our....Finest selection of coffee! (Chuckles Awkwardly) Given our very....VERY good review scores we've gotten so far. I mean, that's probably and mostly because it has Athena''s name on it, but-

Geese: (Turns his Long Lost Son With a Welcoming Yet Evil Looking Smile on his Face) Ah, Rock, my boy! I knew I would find you here eventually. Come. (Pulls Out a Chair For Him) Take a seat. We have so much to discuss and catch up on.

Shingo: (Grimacing in Fear) ..........I hate being wrong sometimes

Geese: (Looks Around the Room Filled With Intimidated Customers and Employees) As for everyone else still present, we do hope you enjoyed your time here thus far. (Puts on a Stone Cold Look on his Face) Now, leave our presence.

The customers immediately abides to crimelord's demand as Billy holds the door wide open for them quickly leaving the premise.

Billy: Yeah, you heard the boss! Get outta here! All of ya! Hop to it! You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!

Customer: (Starts Singing) I knooow, who I'M-

Billy: (Angrily Uses his Pole to Shove the Singing Customer Out of the Room) OUT! ('Groans in Annoyance') Damn tourist......

Geese: (Softens his Look a Bit) No need to waste your anger on that fool, Billy. The song is catchy in its own right. (Turns to the Coffee Trio) Are you three the workers of this establishment?

Hinako: (Smiles Very Nervously) Y-Yes, but-

Malin: (Grins Very Awkwardly as She Points Back at the Door in the Other Side of the Room) We have some unfinished work that needs to be done in the back!

Hinako: (Quickly Nodded in Agreement) T-That's right! If you'll excuse us! (Turns to Shingo Along with Malin) Shingo-Kun?

Shingo: (Sighs While Standing Still) You guys go on ahead without me. No way I'm leaving Rock alone with that guy, father or not. Plus, someone gotta serve him coffee and I'm more than willing to step up to the plate. ('Gulps') And hopefully stay alive after this.......

Hinako: (Eyes Starts Sparking and Tearing Up Along with Malin) ('Sniff') You brave soul!~

Malin: We'll never forget your sacrifice!~ ('Sniff') GODSPEED, SHINGO!

Hinako: (Carries Malin Up in her Arms as She Quickly Makes Their Way to the Back Room) WE LOVE YOU!~

Shingo: (Tearfullly Waves Goodbye to his Co-workers/Friends) I LOVE YOU GUYS TOO!~

Billy: OI!

Shingo's body immediately starts tense up by Billy's booming voice.

Billy: Are you that Kusanagi brat's disciple?

Shingo: (Claps his Own Face Three Times and Clears his Throat Before Turning Back and Facing Billy With a Slightly More Calmer Look on his Face) I used to be. What of it?

Billy: (Casually Shrugs as He Walks Over to Shingo) Oh nothin' on the sorts. Just heard a few things about you is all. (Forms an Evil Smirk on his Face) Specifically how YOU were one responsible for roughin' up one of my men back at the warehouse.

Shingo: (Shivering a Bit in Fear While Trying his Hardest Not to Lose his Posture) Y-Yeah, well......(Glares at Billy While Mustering Up Every Bit of Courage He Has Inside of Him) S-So what? They're the ones who lured Rock and the others there to begin with. And I'll beat 'em up again if you and your goons even THINK about harming my friends agai-

Before Shingo could finish his sentence, Billy place the tip of his red pole right onto his cheek, shutting him up instantly.

Billy: Making a direct threat to me and the boys, right in front of my face.....That takes guts.(Forms an Impressed Smirk on his Face) ('Heh') I think we're gonna get along just fine, mate.

Rock: (Angrily Yeah at Billy) You get the hell away from Shingo right now, Billy Kane, or SO HELP ME-

Geese: Enough, Billy. Quit messing around with the employee and let him make our coffee. (Sits Himself Down on One Side of the Circular Table) We're wasting enough time as it is.

Billy: (Immediately Bows Down to Geese) Yes, sir! Apologies in advance. (Turns Back to Shingo) You heard the boss, mate. (Pokes Shingo's Cheek with the Tip of his Pole) Move it already!

Shingo: Alright, alright! I'm going!

Geese watches Shingo walking over to the counter as Billy follows behind him before letting out a small sigh and turning back his biological offspring.

Geese: Now, where were we?

Rock: (Sighs While Sitting Down on the Opposite Side of his and Geese's Table) Let's just get this over with.

Geese: I take it that boy over there is a friend of yours?

Rock: Yeah. My best friend to exact. Seriously, I will HURT your bodyguard if he tries anything with him over there.

Geese: Calm down. Billy knows better than to disobey any orders I give him. Your friend will be unharmed.

Rock: (Hardens his Glare onto Geese) He better be.

Geese: You've really been holding a grudge on me these days, haven't you?

Rock: Well, you practically ignored me and mom since I was child and never bothered to visit her in her death bed and her funeral. So yeah. Still not letting any of that go just yet.

Geese: ('Sigh') I see. If it makes you feel slightly better, I did help your uncle pay for funeral expenses.

Rock: Neat. Why didn't come and visit then?

Geese: I was busy that day.

Rock: OF COURSE YOU- (Stops Himself From Yelling Before Taking a Very Deep Breath) Why do you even wanna see me in the first place? Besides giving me more of a migraine.

Geese: I just wanted to see how you are doing these days. Especially now that you're- ('Sighs Heavily') OFFICALLY Bogard's adapted son.

Rock: (Forms a Small Smirk on his Face) What? You jealous of him or something?

Geese: (Turns Away While Crossing his Arms Together, Unamused) ('Tch') Please. You're sorely mistaken if I hold any jealousy towards that imbecile of a man. That being said, I do wonder how he's been doing these days........

Rock: He's in Smash Town. Still taking part of that Smash Tournament or what have you.

Geese: ('Sigh') Ahh Smash Bros.....The one tournament that dares toys with my time and patience.

Rock: Wait. (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) You were invited to that tournament at one point?

Geese: Yes. Or at least I thought I was. I standing in my balcony until I noticed one of their invitation envelopes flew by. I tried to catch it, but with no pervil and.only to end up falling five stories off the building.

Rock: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Horror) Oh God. That's terrible.

Geese: (Shrugs) Mm. I had worst falls. (Forms a Small Coxky Smirk) None of them were enough to put me down that easily. My ambitions and willpower always came in clutch every time.

Rock: (Gives Geese a Deadpinned Look) Pretty sure it's dumb luck saving you constantly.......

Rock then sees Billy walking over to his and Geese's table and gives his boss the hot beverage he ordered in a cup.

Billy: Your coffee, sir.

Geese: (Simply Nodded to his Most Loyal Right Hand Man) Thank you.

Billy bows to his boss before walking back to the counter. Geese then takes a Sip of his freshly made coffee, savoring the taste for a brief second before nodding in approval.

Geese: Hm. I'll be damned. This might be the best cup of coffee I've tasted in a long time.

Rock: (Forms a Proud Smile on his Face) I know, right? It keep tasting better and better the more Shingo makes them. He's a natural at this. (Went Back to Glaring at his Father) And no. You're not gonna make him your personal coffee boy under my watch.

Geese: And why exactly not? He could benefit our organization greatly with his talents.

Rock: Well, one, he has family and friends to come home to, and two, we don't want his innocence to get tainted by your twisted bullshit. (Hardens his Glare a Bit) And unless you want me to speed dial Terry here to humble you and your sidekick once again, I suggest you drop the idea entirely.

Geese: ('Scoffs') I wouldn't lose to that toothless mutt that easily. ('Sighs in a Bit Of Defeat') But I'll pretend that piece of conversation never happens. Happy?

Rock: Very.

'A Bit of Silence'

Geese: You're really enjoying the new life given to you so far, haven't you?

Rock: (Simply Nodded) Yeah. I have. It's not perfect by any means, but I still love it all the same. I love the people that's been a part of it for a while now. ('Clicks Teeth') And hate to be that guy, but I can say with pure certainty they're more of a family to me than you'll ever be.

Geese: ('Heh') Is that right? Good for you I suppo-

Geese suddenly felt something buzzing as he takes his phone out of pqlants pocket before sighing at the message that was given to him just recently.

Geese: Always has to be something with these people.......

Rock: Business calls?

Geese: Unfortunately. The higher ups are hosting yet another business meeting held back at HQ in the next hour or so. So I'm afraid we'll have to cut our conversation short for now. But before I go, there's one more thing I need to discuss with you. It involves that power of yours.

Rock: ('Sigh') And here we go......

Geese: Listen, I don't mind you being the young man you are now. After everything you and your mother been through, you have every right to follow and obliged by the path you forged for yourself. But you are still a Howard in blood at the end of day. You can't keep holding back the power you bear within you forever, you know?

Rock: Yeah. It only does more harm than good to own body and mental state I keep this up.

Geese: (Simply Nodded in Agreement) Exactly.

Rock: But......

Geese: Hm?

Rock: (Looks Down at the Table With a More Somber Look) What if it change me for the worst? To someone......I can't recognize anymore?

Geese: That could happen. Or you could be more stronger than you originally were beforehand. The possibilities are endless despite how uncertain the future is. But I'm sure you'll figure something along the way. You are my son after all.

Rock: True. And you're my father in blood. (Forms a Smirk on his Face) But you're definitely not close to being a dad at heart.

Geese: (Stares at Rock For a Brief Second Before Smirking Back) ('Heh') Whatever keeps you satisfied in the long run. (Gets Up From his Seat as He Picks Up his Cup of Coffee From the Table) I'll have high hopes for you for the time being, Rock. Until the next time we meet. Billy! It's we part from this establishment. (Finally Makes his Leave) Our next meeting will start soon.

Billy: (Bows to Geese) Coming right away, sir! (Turns to Shingo with a More Friendier Smile) And that's my cue to leave. Sorry we has to cut our chat short, mate.

Shingo: (Smiles Back at Billy) It's alright. I'm just glad we had the chance to get along in the first place. (Sticks his Hand Out in Front of Billy)

Billy: (Gives Shingo a Handshake) Likewise. You and your friend there be safe out there in the streets and have a good rest of the day. (Finally Makes his Leave as Well)

Shingo: (Happily Waves Goodbye to a Unexpectedly New Friend) You too, Billy-san! Good luck on your meeting!

Billy gives Shingo a farewell salute before following Geese out the door.

'Door Opens and Closes'

Rock: (Walks Over to Shingo) You and Billy are friends now?

Shingo: (Happily Nodded) I think so, yeah. He's pretty cool to talk to once you get to know him a little bit. How did your talk with Geese go?

Rock: Surprisingly decent all things considered. It made me hate him less now.

Shingo: Seriously?

Rock: Yeah. (Makes a Tiny Bit Hand Gesture While Having a Small Grin on his Face) Only a little bit though.

Shingo: (Chuckles Lightly) Well, nice to see it got you in you're in a better mood at least. I can tell how much it frustrates you get every time you think about him.

Rock: (Shrugs) Yeah, but it's nothing I can't brush over. (Smiles Softly) Especially now that I'm in a much better place in my life than I've ever been-

Shingo: (Smiles Brightly) With us!

Rock: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah. With us. (Takes his Phone Out From his Pants Pocket, Only to be Greeted by Twenty-Six Missed Calls and Thirty Text Unread Text Messages) Yeesh......We should probably head back to my place before everyone has even more if a panic attack.

Shingo: Wayyy ahead of you. (Clocks Himself in For the Day Before Opening the Back Door as He Calls Out to his Two Lady Friends/Co-workers) Hey, guys! The coast is clear now! And I'm heading home woth Rock for the day! (Leaves the Back Door Open as Follows Rock Out of the Shop)

Hinako: (Inside The Back Room) Thank you!~ We hope you two have a good rest of the evening!

Malin: (Munching on Something While In the Same Room with Hinako) Yeah! ('Crunch Munch') See you guys later! ('Crunch') Mmm~

Hinako: Malin! Those cookies are for the customers only!

Malin: Hey, not my fault they taste heavenly. You're a real talented cook, you know that?~

Hinako: (Giggles Softly) I tried my best~ I'll be more than happy make you a batch back home if you behave and help me tidy up the place.

Malin: Deal!

Happy Late Birthday, Rock Howard!!

@thelexhex

@tampire

@helsic

@albion-93

[rahleeyah]

@morethanwords229 if I ever find the person responsible for filming that season in this style I'm going to beat them to death with my shoe

[better-than-one]

I heard that Vah Medoh had stopped causing trouble... should I assume Vah Ruta is the same?

Yes.

That's... good to hear. The Divine Beasts suddenly attacking people... it was worrying. To say the least.

Imagine what it was like to be stuck on the Divine Beasts while they were doing that.

I'd rather not.

[bietrofastimoff23]

Lately I've been thinking a lot about how Aegon won't have the opportunity to bid farewell to his brothers, sister-wife, son. and the funeral of Jaehaerys will be the first and last for him, not because others will be saved, but because the bodies of most of them will not be found.

[breadandbees]

psa: chapter 19 is 12k in

[khioneee]

tap out.

simon doesn’t expect anyone to tap him out. a ritual where loved ones step forward to release a soldier from duty, creating a chance to reconnect.

based on this.

simon stands in formation, a soldier among countless others, each bound by discipline, each carrying their own story beneath a stoic exterior.

in the unyielding line, he’s silent, gaze fixed forward, while around him, families reunite: sons embraced by tearful mothers, women lifting their children into their arms, couples lost in long-awaited kisses. joy and relief fill the air, carried on quiet laughter and murmured words of love.

but simon is an orphan now.

there’s no one to step forward for him, no one to break his stance. he watches it all, standing alone, feeling like a stranger in this crowd of reunions, this world of connections he never belonged to.

over the years, the military has stripped him down, rebuilt him into something hardened and unbreakable. this new self is his armor, a wall between him and the life he left behind.

the tap-out tradition is a formality he’s only ever heard about, something he’s watched from a distance but never expected for himself.

he stands motionless as soldiers around him are tapped out by loved ones. he watches quietly, feeling a distant sense of satisfaction for them, grateful that they have that in their lives.

maybe soap would tap him out after he’d seen to his own family.

no matter how many times simon tried to keep him at arm’s length, he’d come to accept that soap wasn’t leaving him behind. coerced into the friendship or not, soap was a friend. until soap has been tapped out, there’s no one in simon’s life to come pick him out.

still, simon knew he was alone in ways he couldn’t change. or so he believes.

then he feels it—a subtle shift in the air, hesitant footsteps halting just in front of him, carrying a weight he doesn’t understand. his breath catches, but he doesn’t move. he’s trained to hold his position, but something in him almost falters as he senses a presence just inches away. slowly, he lets his gaze shift, barely, enough to catch a silhouette he thought he’d left behind a lifetime ago.

it’s you.

you. his childhood best friend. the love of his life.

you. the only person he thought of when he escaped his broken home. you. the guilt that wracked him when he ran, unable to say goodbye after the night he barely escaped after being beat nearly to death. you. the only reason he wanted to be alive, and the person he hadn’t been able to look back for.

—you. you. you.

and now here you are, standing before him, eyes wide with hope and uncertainty, tears gathering at the corners like unsaid words held back for too long.

he doesn’t understand, not fully. he thought he’d locked that door, left that part of him sealed away. and yet, here you are, holding everything he thought he’d left behind.

you hesitate, the weight of the years pressing down between you, unsure if you’re allowed to do this. if you can reach out to him after all this time, to be the one who taps him out.

he senses your uncertainty, feels it as if it’s his own, and in that moment, he lets a flicker of vulnerability break through—a slight furrow in his brow, a subtle nod. silent permission.

and you know, in that instant, it’s okay.

with a trembling hand, you reach forward, closing the distance. your hand hovers over his shoulder for a heartbeat, the air between you heavy with everything left unsaid.

then, gently, you tap him out. a simple touch, light and fleeting, yet it breaks something open in both of you.

in an instant, simon moves. his arms come around you, his grip unyielding as he pulls you close, lifting you off the ground. the soldier falls away, and he’s just simon again, holding you as if you’re the only real thing in a world that’s constantly shifting.

his head lowers, his face buried in your shoulder, and he breathes you in, lets the walls he’s held up for years fall away.

‘you’re here,’ he murmurs, voice rough, thick with emotion he can’t hide anymore.

his hand cradles the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair, each touch soft, a silent promise. the weight of years and regret presses against him, but he holds you tighter, as if to make up for every moment he was gone.

you feel the warmth of his tears against your shoulder, silent and raw. he pulls you closer still, as if afraid to let go, his voice barely a whisper as he breathes, ‘i’m sorry, lovie. i’m so damn sorry. i’ll never leave you behind again. i promise.’

and in that moment, surrounded by echoes of lives left behind, he’s just simon again, the boy who belonged with you.

. ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་���࿐ an. i know the tap-out tradition isn’t common in the uk and is usually done at the airforce but oh well. read part 2 here.

[keijis-hairdye]

"Don't worry, Chief. We'll return before you even realize."

"I know."

[humanjarvis]

tantrum

synopsis: what makes sylus snap?

tags: fluff, sylus is tired and grumpy bc he misses you, he obliterates his phone with his evol, sunshine reader probably, cartoonish luke and kieran appearance (sorry boys) word count: 842

a/n: after that magnum opus line i really wanted to see sylus throw a tantrum and i kept mulling over what would actually make him do that because i can’t see him doing anything much worse than this. i think he’d find Actual grown man tantrums lame. anyway i don’t like this and will maybe delete? nvm but i had the writing urge so i sacrificed this concept from my wips. 

When you arrived at the base after your three-week business trip, your long-awaited homecoming was…tame, to say the least. You’d been expecting a teasing “How nice of you to join us, sweetie,” or a cocky yet vulnerable “I was beginning to think you’d run away.” But once you’d stepped through the front door, Sylus had barely said a word. A soft “Welcome home” and a kiss on the forehead, and before you knew it, you were cradled in his arms as he carried you to his office.

He’d sat you both down in his leather armchair, making you face him in a straddle. His tired eyes had searched yours, and a moment later, he’d buried his face into your neck, inhaling deeply. 

“I missed you,” you’d murmured into his ear, pressing a kiss to his hair. With a quiet groan, he’d tightened his grip on your hips and nuzzled into you even deeper.

That’d been 15 minutes ago. Basking in the comfortable silence, you’d traded kisses all the while—yours on his hair, his on your neck. 

But suddenly, a low buzzing noise cuts your reunion short: his phone is ringing.

When he makes no effort to answer, still breathing heavily in your embrace, you twist in his arms and accept the call before he can protest. 

A familiar voice crackles over the line. “Boss?” Kieran asks. “Next meeting’s in 10. The one about those stolen shipments from Linkon—we’ve been waiting to hear back for months. You coming?”

Sylus doesn’t answer.

“…Boss?” Kieran repeats. “Boss, you there? You oka—”

Red and black mist shreds the phone into pieces. 

“Sylus!” you yelp, jumping in his lap. “What’d you do that for? He’ll probably be worried. And how will I text you now?”

You pout up at him, and as you study his chronically calm expression, you see something unusual: Sylus’s eye twitches. Just for a millisecond, only moving a millimeter, but you catch it.

“I’ll have a new one delivered tomorrow. As for the meeting, I’ll stay here,” he says lightly, a tight, closed-lip smile on his face.

“But Kieran said it was important,” you reply in confusion. “Why don’t you want to go? Are you feeling sick?” you frown, starting to lift off of him.

“No,” comes his too-quick reply. “It’s just…the twins can go in my stead,” he decides simply, moving to lean into you again.

But before he can move an inch, a rhythmic sequence of knocks sounds at the door.

“Come in!” you chirp happily, too excited to see the faces you’d missed the last few weeks to notice Sylus stiffening under you.

Immediately, the door swings open, revealing two masked figures. 

“Hi Luke, hi Kieran!” you beam, and they wave back at you eagerly.

“Long time no see,” Kieran begins. “Boss, did you lose signal or something? I tried calling you about the meeting, but I think it disconnected. Anyway, we’re about to head down and—”

“Cancel it,” a frustrated growl rings out.

You all freeze.

Somehow, you’d been too wrapped up in your excitement to feel Sylus's body shaking—no, quaking—beneath you.

“W-what? But they’re already here!” Luke sputters.

“Cancel. It.” Sylus grits out the words as if holding back a snarl, and the power in his voice leaves no room for argument. 

“O…kay,” the boys say in unison, and as they back away slowly, you shoot them a sympathetic look.

Red tendrils wrench the door shut behind them, and when you’re alone once more, it’s like the man under you deflates.

His head returns to the crevice of your neck with a soft but unceremonious thud, and his deep exhales and burning hot skin tell you he’s trying to calm himself down. 

Uncertain and a little amazed—you’d never seen him lose his composure—you give his cheek a gentle poke. “Sylus,” you whisper. Nothing. 

“Psst. Sylus,” you try again, and there’s some force behind your poke this time. With bated breath, you watch as your finger sinks into the space under his cheekbone, sighing in relief when the corner of his mouth twitches upwards. 

Lifting his head up to make eye contact, you smile at him softly. “Hi.”

“…Hi,” he rumbles, and as his crimson gaze softens, the remaining annoyance dissolves from his face.

“Are you upset?” you prod gently. 

A brazen scoff precedes the dry chuckles that fall from his lips. “And what makes you say that, kitten?”

A squint and a slight tilt of your head is all it takes. 

“I haven’t had you to myself in a while,” he begins cautiously. “Three weeks is…a long time. The longest we’ve been apart. And then the moment I have you in my arms, well…” he trails off, gesturing to the shards of phone on the table. “I just want to enjoy you right now. Undisturbed.”

“Oh, I see,” you coo, cupping his face in your hands. “Is this your way of saying you missed me too?” you quirk a brow.

“Yes,” he responds through squished cheeks, honest and unabashed. “Now, won’t you stay with me like this for a little longer?”

[mmmcheetos]

I HAVEN'T BEEN IN YOUR ASK BOX FOR MONTHS AND THAT IS A C R I M E.

Please forgive me and take comfort in the fact that I kept meaning to message but hyperfixated on new ocs with more lore and panicked about having to try infodump all that on you.

Anyways, how have you been? :D

🐉

HI AGAIN BESTIEEEE. dw i've also been meaning to message you (and catch up on your fic,,,and catch up on the other asks you've sent me,,,) but uni is not being kind to me! aside from general uni suffering i've been doing good !! how have YOU been???

[jacksonxellis]

starter for: @luckylewis / location: in between transition of beetlejuice to nightmare on elm street or after, whatever floats ur boat

Nightmare on Elm Street was a movie Jackson couldn't miss. It both terrified him and intrigued him. Being killed in a dream would be insane and a fear he had since he first watched the movie at the age ten. Walking out of the bathrooms, he looked up and saw a familiar face, "Yo, my man," He stepped towards Lucky, "How have you been?"