#obviously we would have to like kinda talk it out before hand cause if someone ripped one of my fav outfits I’d be PISSED

[todayisafridaynight]

I’m fairly new to the fandom, but I do have a question if you can answer it! Why do people ship Daigo with Aoki / Masato? I tried looking to see if they’ve interacted before, but couldn’t find anything! Sorry for asking I’m just </3 dumb AND I LOVE YOUR ART OF THEM!!! Nerd looking ahhhhhh

hi ! welcome to the community i hope you're having a lovely time so far and ty for enjoyin my stuff :) no need for apologies it's a very fair question to have :]

i cant speak for everyone (all. ten people into masadai anyway) but Personally To Me i just think the idea of them together is very funny. thats quite literally it im afraid..

[rosicheeks]

Oh it would be so easy to hunt you down. I’d just toy with you, calling out to you “Rosie my sweet trophy. Why do you hide? You know you want this.” Then as soon as I find you my hand would be clasped over your mouth before you even have a chance to scream whilst my other hand roughly tears at your clothes so I can slide inside you. “Oh…why are you so wet if you don’t want this? I can see the fear in your eyes and feel your screams against my hand but your pussy is telling a different story.”

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[sooniebby]

hey I just recently found your blog while scrolling through tags and I’m so in love with all your ocs (especially Yubin and mind reader’s guy) I love reading your works :) sometimes I even reread them cause they’re just so *chefs kiss*

So far, I’m really looking forward to the mind reader since there’s so much tension and it’s just such a neat idea. Just imagine if the two got paired up for a group/partner project 👀 the poor guy is going to lose his mind while the mind reader gets front row tickets to it

(not necessarily a request but you’re free to write about it if you want to!! I just wanted to mention the idea since I’ve been thinking about it a lot ever since I read about the two)

Aw thanks so much! Glad you like them, your idea is really good, I had to use it! As usual, bottom male reader. Based on this post.. added more characterization

Xavier Young.. that was the name of the pervert plaguing your thoughts. Just like right now, while you desperately tried to pay attention to the girl in front of you—talking about what part you’ll have for the group project..

But there’s just this nagging sound filling your head. Xavier.. thinking about fucking you.. again.

It was even worse this time. At the table, he sat directly across from you, practically staring you down.

‘Ah… he’s so cute. Wish he’d look at me instead of her..’

You made sure to never glance his way.

‘He was blessed with such pouty lips… shit, I wanna bite them’

You pursed your lips heavily so it was just a thin line.

‘I’ve never seen him in a short sleeved shirt.. or shorts for that matter.. shit, why’s that hotter than him just showing himself off?’

You contemplated taking off your jacket but decided you just weren’t comfortable enough to do that. Oh well, you’d just let him have that perverse thought.

“So… (Name) and Xavier can take the pictures...”

“Excuse me?”

And here you were, forced to walk around the university taking pictures with just Xavier. Standing beside him, he was tall.. he practically dwarfed you. Briefly, you thought about seeing just how much size he had compared to you.

And it seemed Xavier was thinking the same thing.. although obviously, dirtier. Much to your dismay, his thoughts were filled with fucking you in the library (gross!).

“You’re so small… this bump in your belly is from me, yeah?” His inner self said, tracing his.. much larger hand across your stomach, lightly pressing down on the obvious bump from his cock.

You wanted to kill yourself. And the fact that you.. kinda.. sorta.. wanted to know if that would actually happen if he were to fuck you.. hey, it’s just curiosity!

You tried to push his perverse thoughts away and filled your head with your own thoughts.. though they kept going back to wondering if.. everything about him was big.

Though in your head, you knew he probably just liked you for sex. Nothing more. All of his thoughts on you have been about sex—you felt a little disappointed at that but brushed it off. At least someone thought you were sexy.

You bent down for a moment to take a picture of a group of squirrels when you heard the sound of the camera going off. You looked up and Xavier was looking away with a sheepish grin on his lips.

Did he.. take a picture of you? You shook your head. No way… you pushed the thoughts away and continued taking any picture that you could from the constantly moving animals when out of the corner of your eyes, you saw Xavier take a few pictures of you before turning around to take pictures of the nearby lake.

Holy shit.. he did! You moved a bit closer, wanting to see what he was thinking when he took those photos. But he wasn’t thinking. He was totally blank. It took a moment before he thought about anything.

‘I’m so fucking hungry… hope (Name) won’t mind if we take a break..’

Sure enough, Xavier asked if you guys could get something to eat. Soon you found yourself sitting across from him as he ate his cafeteria pizza

It looked fucking disgusting.

‘This is nasty… but I’m so hungry.’

You couldn’t help your snicker from his thoughts. Xavier looked up at you and raised an eyebrow, wondering what was so funny about him eating pizza.

It was mainly silent for the rest of time. You listened randomly to other people’s thoughts as Xavier’s seemed to just be about how nasty his pizza was.

“You dating anyone?”

“Huh?”

You look over at Xavier as he wipes his mouth clean with the back of his hand.

“Dating?”

“Uh… no. Why?”

Xavier only grinned and looked at camera, checking his photos that he took. That was the end of it but you could hear his thoughts.

‘Hm, he’s cute but I could’ve taken better ones.. ah, can’t wait to take nudes photos of him.’

You choked for a second, coughing heavily in shock. Xavier handed you his water and lightly patted your back.

‘Damn. He coughs a lot… would he cough like that if he deep throats my cock..?’

Well, his dirty thoughts were back. But you still really wondered, why the hell did he like you?

Your head was suddenly being filled with Xavier’s thoughts again. Mainly sex, of course. He seemed to really love sex in semi public areas.

In a weird idea, you listened to his fantasy closer, wanting to see how far he would go.

And.. it’s pretty far. Spanking seemed to be a favorite, judging by how he kept dreaming about spanking your ass. His hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing it lightly to earn your little whimpers.

But, something new was a dream in what you could only assume was his bedroom. He was doing something on his computer, playing a game maybe. But you were there on his lap but not in a normal way. You were sitting on one of his legs, his muscular leg, mind you.

You were rutting your clothed cock on it, maybe chasing your own release by how loud your whines were. But he wasn’t paying you any mind. He was just playing his game. A few times, he’d look at you and look as if he’d touch your aching cock but then just go back to his game.

It was like you were using him but even then he was in control.

And you liked that. Even though it was just a dream, you felt your real cock twitch in your jeans. Fuck, another boner.

“Liked it?” Xavier suddenly asked.

You looked up at him in shock, noticing just how close he was to you now. You parted your lips to ask what the hell he was talking about when he shamelessly pressed his hand against your growing boner, earning a gasp from you.

You couldn’t even control yourself as you bit your lip tightly to muffle your moans. Xavier’s hand so easily engulfed your cock, teasing it slowly. It was like he was trying to wake it up even more.. and you could only think about someone accidentally seeing this and the fact you wanted him to continue.

He leaned down and pressed his lips close your ears, to make sure only you heard what he had to say.

“I said… did you like it? It was really hard to think of a dream you’d like.. but I’m glad you like me being in control. It’s certainly my favorite.”

Mother fucker… he… he knows you could read his mind?!

Just who the fuck was this guy?

Heheh~ how was that? I wasn’t sure if i should go through with it but i think i like this turn of events. Sorry if this wasn’t as smut heavy, don’t worry, the next part will be 🤭

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(Ask to added to my tag list for all posts or just for part 3 of mind reader!)

[macsmoods]

can I request a hobie brown x fem! spider person and they kinda adopt miles and gwen. They see them and they’re like “yep these are our kids now.”

FOUND FAMILY

Hobie Brown

Summary: You and Hobie have been together for about 6 months now. When Miguel introduces everyone to the new recruits there’s an immediate liking between the 4 of you. Soon you and Hobie find yourselves becoming protective.

not edited—requests:open ——————————————————————— •“I’m excited. It been awhile since we got new recruits” you said excitedly walking to the conference room. You hands were locked together as you swung them back and fourth.

“Me to. Hopefully there not jack asses like the last to.” you nodded in agreement as he finished talking.

You flashed Miguel a smile which he, obviously, didn’t return. You sat down next to Hobie. You leg bounced up and down nervously as you waited for miguel to begin.

“Calm down darling.” hobie said placing a hand on your knee. Although it had been half a year of being together he still found simple ways to make you blush.

“Alright let’s begin.” miguel yelled out. “As you know we have 2 new recruits. They will be treated with respect and won’t be treated indifferently. Understood?” he said looking at Hobie.

“He touched my hair alright. What i did was in the right. Plus he only fractured his wrist, nothing worse” a hobie explained hand in the air in defense.

Miguel rolled his eyes before beginning again. “Alright please give a warm welcome to Miles Morales and Gwen Stacy.” Everyone watched as they walked in.

Gwen was short and had shaved part of her head. It seemed it had been died with different colors. Miles seemed tall enough with a black and red suit.

You watched as Miles gave a timid wave seeming nervous while Gwen smiled confidently.

“Ok go sit down.” Miguel said in a bored tone. You waved them over to the seats next to you.

They walked over sitting. “Hi i’m y/n and this is my boyfriend Hobie.” you said extending your hand.

They both shook it smiling back. “It’s nice to meet you.” gwen said. You took your focus back to miguel. You grabbed Hobies hand with a smile as you sat next your new friends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•“Gwen! Get down from there people are staring!” you scolded as the blonde stepped off the table. “It’s not a joke Gwen you could get hurt.” Gwen and Miles laughed as you and Hobie glared.

“ok mother dearest.” gwen retorted sarcastically.

“I swear they never listen.” you whispered to Hobie. He grabbed your hand squeezing it.

“It’s ok darling. It’s just a phase.” you smiled at that. Quickly it was wiped from your face as you heard a gag.

Miles and Gwen were faking vomiting. “Ok guys real mature.” Hobie said.

“Bye mom. Bye dad.” They said leaving the table.

“Get back here now!” Hobie yelled. You gripped his hand as they walked away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ • “What were you two even thinking!” you said slamming your hands on the desk. “First you leave this dimension without telling us an then you show up at a fight you were told not to be at by multiple people.” you yelled.

“You could have gotten hurt, or worse killed. So not only would you cause great grief to me and y/n you would also be causing a huge disruption in your dimension!” Hobie yelled.

Gwen scoffed at that. “Would you like to say something?” you snarled.

“This is bullshit! You aren’t are parents so stop acting like it. We are adults who can make are own decisions.” Gwen yelled. “Cmon miles we’re leaving.” They both stood up.

“No i don’t think so! Get the fuck back here!” you yelled but they were already out the door and down the hall. “fuck” you whispered.

Hobie pulled you into a hug kissing your head. Hot tears spilled on your cheeks. “Are we really that bad Hobie?” you whimpered.

“No baby. It’ll take some time before they realize why we’re here. We may not be there real parents but they need someone to take care of them here.” hobie said.

He leaned down attaching your guys lips. “Cmon we have to get to the meeting.” you sighed.

You walked down the hall making it to Miguel’s office. Both you and Hobie stood in. the corner ready to listen.

“There’s a new anomaly!” miguel’s voice echoed through the office. All the spiders went quiet. “For this mission I will need Y/n, Hobie, Gwen, Miles, and Peter. B. That is all. The following people will be debriefed by me. Others please make your way to Lyla for further instruction.”

Your squad walked towards Miguel as he sat atop at his desk. The tension was high as you watched Gwen and Miles move further from you and a hobie.

“There being jackasses. Don’t let them bother you.” Hobie leaned down and whispered. You smiled as Miguel began.

“This new anomaly is one we have seen only few times. The plan is simple. Take it down. We leave right now.” at that Miguel stepped into the portal. Miles and Gwen quickly followed leaving you, Hobie and Peter entering last.

Immediately you saw them already fighting. Quickly running you began to bring civilians to safety. Miguel and Peter could handle the anomaly.

You and Hobie worked together swinging grabbing anyone they could bringing them to safety. Gwen and Miles were doing the same, well you hoped they were.

You noticed a small child in the middle of it all scared. You swung and ducked grabbing him by his waist lifting him into the air. You found a safe place where people could help him.

Running back to the scene you noticed it had quieted down.

“damn that was a quick one.” you commented walking up to Hobie. His eyes were glossed over. “Hey what’s wrong hun.” you looked in his direction to see Peter and Miguel trying to move a bus.

“Hey what’s going on.” you yelled running over. You attached webs attempting to help.

“Gwen. Miles. Bus.” miguel muttered.

“no, no , no!” you yelled. You pulled and pulled Hobie joining. “God damnit you stupid kids!” you’d creamed. With one last pull the bus flew out of the way.

You and Hobie ran towards them pulling rubble off them. “Miles, Geen cmon let’s wake up ok. Your gonna be okay. It all gonna be fine.” Hobie pleaded shaking them. Your eyes blurred as you watched.

“Y/n, Hobie.” Gwen choked out.

“Oh my poor girl!” you cried throwing yourself around her. “Oh Miles!”you yelled embracing him as he sat up. Hobie wrapped his arms around you guys as well.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry i’m a horrible person. All the shit i said. We really do see you as our parents. We need you guys.” Gwen cried.

“shhhh it’s gonna be ok. We are all ok.” Hobie whispered hugging everyone even tighter. ———————————————————————

Authors note

This was so cute to write. Such a fun request hopefully i delivered it well. Should i do any other fandom one shots? ( ex. obx,marvel,etc.)

sincerely,

macsmoods🌊🫧

[hunnysnoops]

ミ★ 𝒟𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒦𝓎𝓁𝑒 𝐵𝓇𝑜𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓋𝓈𝓀𝒾 𝐻𝒞𝓈 ★彡

(+some general)

MASTERLIST

Doesn’t crush often but when he does, he crushes hard

Hot take- we would not choose a study date as a first date

^ I see him as the kinda guy who dates with a long term goal in mind and would want to get to know someone well off the bat

^ Bro is not messing around- he would want a first date where the two of you talk a lot and he can get to know you before committing

^I think his ideal first date would be a movie then a cafe/restaurant. Movie first so there’s a couple hours to ease the awkward first date tension and then coffee/food to talk about the movie and eventually branch the conversation out

He sends those cryptic texts like “be alert…” when there was mugging in town or something

Tags you in every post he sees. You’ll wake up and check social media to thirty messages in your inbox and they’re all from Kyle

The kinda guy to be like “Did you look at the post I sent you about the guy at the bus stop?”

Got his account banned on Twitter and went absolutely ballistic while you tried to calm him down

Runs Hay Day like it’s the navy

Definitely the type to be hooked on his phone until it dies and then complain that you’re on yours “Bro, let’s just talk about the political and economic state of the world right now…”

This might be another hot take but I don’t think he would want a childish partner, he want to be your boyfriend not your dad

^Having to zip up your coat, tie your shoelaces, or cut your food- I don’t think he would mind doing it a couple times but repeating offences would irritate him

Not big on pet names

^ I think he would be one to call you ‘bro’ ‘man’ and ‘dude’ a lot just out of habit but would probably just call you an abbreviation of your name if anything

^ perhaps babe on very rare occasion

HATES PDA

^ I fear I may have many hot takes in this post

^He would be pretty touchy in private but in public? Hell no

^ talks shit about couples who can’t keep their hands off each other in public and absentmindedly wrinkles his nose in disgust

^ the only PDA he would accept is hand holding or a quick hug

Calls and FaceTimes you out of the blue but will immediately hang up if you’re busy or with other people and call back later

He is either the most sound sleeper ever or he wakes up at the drop a pin- either way, he always ends up slinging his lanky arms around you

He’s weirdly good with hair and would have no problem braiding yours or styling it

Super supportive aspiration wise

^ sports games? He’s the loudest in the crowd. Theatre? He’s on the edge of his seat watching. Art? He’s looking at your creations like they’re in a museum.

If you have bad habits (smoking, drinking, etc.) he would try to ease you out of them but if that fails it would definitely cause conflict in the relationship

Has his moments where he snaps at you

Fights wouldn’t be often but they would be big

He would enjoy playful banter and someone who challenges him to improve

I think he would enjoy a lot of the lower beats of the relationship like staying in to watch movies, cooking together, walking and talking, silently enjoying each others company, etc.

He posts Instagram carrousels and every single one has a picture of you in it

Doesn’t even entertain people who try to flirt with him “No, thanks.” “I’m dating someone.” “I’m good.”

Shows you Reddit posts and complains about how obviously fake they are

Gets irritated by bad acting in movies “He called her Courtney Dove, fucking idiot.” “Why does she chew like that?” “Her accent sounds fake.”

Has a secret TikTok account and doesn’t know that you watch his videos on a fake account

He is well aware of rage bait but it still makes him mad because so many people fall for it so he’ll end up commenting anyways

Easily jealous

^ if he sees you talking to another guy he doesn’t trust he’ll insert himself into the conversation and pretend he knows what’s going on

Checks up on you a lot

^ He just has to know that you're okay, he has to be sure that you're safe and that if something were to happen, you would call him without thinking twice.

He wants to communicate but he’s lowkey really bad at it and can’t get in an argument with you without yelling

I imagine him as a runner

^ he’ll probably run to your house at ungodly hours, drink some water, give you a kiss, and keep running

^also lovvvves to show you his stats

He’s really good at cooking and always takes control when you two are cooking/baking together

Didn’t want to dress up on Halloween but you ultimately coerced him into doing a corny couples costume

Has a longer skincare routine than you do

He’s one of those guys to pretend to hate the reality shows and soap operas that you watch- he’ll peak from his phone, then stand from behind the couch and then he’s fully invested in the plot

[livfastdieyoung69]

Don’t worry I don’t mind it at it.

Can you a 2004/05 Randy x reader: the reader is the wwe diva who Randy had a crush on despite her fellow divas warn her to stay away, it’s wasn’t until Randy the legend killer tells her that he is in love with her after the reader wins the women’s championship.

BIRDS OF A FEATHER

(Randy Orton x gn!reader, who’s kinda bitchy)

Considering you had just won quite the prestigious title during the last pay per view, you were finally given a bit of a break. You still had to show up for Raw the following Monday, just no wrestling. Obviously, you loved your job just as much as every other professional wrestler did, but some days you really wanted a break from the physical torture you put your body through.

After the camera greets you and the crowd cheers from the view of you on the jumbotron, Championship belt over your shoulder, you’re practically skipping to catering with pride. You rush to the line after picking out a table for you and your shiny, new belt which you gently place on the cheap folding table you’d chosen, much like the ones under the ring.

“Hey. Congrats on your win.” A calming voice, deep too, very deep, speaks from behind you after calling your name. Turning your head, you find a smirking Randy Orton, something you seem to find a lot these days.

“Hey, Randy! Thanks.” You responded, a smug grin covering your face before you turn back and grab a serving of the usual catering options. A little bland and boring, but it was full of protein and carbs, which is what the locker room needed. You would have invited him to sit with you if he didn’t have an entourage of snickering friends behind him, watching the two of you interact. “You did pretty great too.” You offered after a moment of silence, looking up to find him still gazing at you.

”Listen,” The way he said your name should be illegal. Really everything he says should be, somehow everything sounded good coming from him. If he told you he ran someone over you’d kiss him on the cheek and tell him you were sure it was an accident. “I was thinking, maybe later we could go-“

Suddenly your arm is grabbed, and you’re yanked away from Randy and out of the catering line with a yelp.

“I need to talk to you, it's urgent!” Trish Stratus speaks quickly as she speeds out of the catering room, you stumbling behind her.

”God, I’d hope so with the way you’re pulling me!” She shoves you into an empty locker room and follows you in.

”What the hell, Trish, my belts in there! I’m hungry and you totally made me leave my food in the catering line and someones gonna throw it away or something!” You yelled, a little harshly, but mostly just annoyed and unforgiving in your hunger.

“Just wait a second.” Your eyebrows raise and your mouth falls open in astonishment as she raises her hand in your direction, the other resting on her jutted hip. She’d pulled you away and acted like everything had to happen just this second, and now she was telling you to wait?

“Don’t tell me to wait a second-“

“Sorry, I’m here.” Stacy Kiebler pants, her back against the door she just pushed through.

“What the hell is this? Is this a fucking intervention from the blondes, cause if it is thats like the whole roster and I’m not waiting for all of you.” You get a laugh from Trish, but Stacy only rolls her eyes at you with a scoff. Not that you were joking anyways, you really did get bitchy when you were hungry. Well, bitchier.

”Only these blondes. We just wanted to tell you to stay away from Randy.” Trish starts, quickly getting to the point. Your eyebrows furrow, confusion taking over as you take a seat on the wooden locker bench behind you.

”Uh, what do you mean?” You trail off with a small laugh, finding their reasoning for this pretty ridiculous. Stacy calls your name from the side of Trish as if it were obvious why.

”He follows you around like a little puppy dog. But like ripped, and really hot,” Trish glares at her. “Anyways, he's totally into you, and you should be worried.”

“What am I supposed to be worried about? He’s been way nicer to me than, like, basically everyone here.” You lean back into one of the lockers, over the conversation. Considering the company you worked for, and your high up position, you’d think it’d be obvious you can take care of yourself.

”Okay, well, you’re kind of a bitch and he's a douchebag so I think you naturally get along.” It was true, but Trish still loved you. She was just about the only person who could deal with your attitude. “All we’re trying to say is he's not the best guy out there. Randy’s RKO’d both of us, we’re prime examples of his bad behavior!” You stand with an aggravated sigh and roll your eyes.

”Well, I don't know what to tell you, he's never RKO’d me,” You start making your way to the door. “And if he tries I’ll rip his eyes out or something.” You mumble as you pass the two of them and slam the door on your way out, rushing back to catering in hopes to find not only your title still there but also your food.

Thankfully, your title was fine. Your plate, not so much. And your favorite option was gone thanks to Trish and Stacy taking so long with their dumb ‘intervention’ so you grabbed what was left and tried to swallow it down, which wasn’t going so well considering you were pouting and doing nothing but sitting and staring at your new paper plate.

The seat next to you slides out, the one to your right, the one on the left holds your title. Randy slides in it with a grunt and plops the plate you had made earlier right in front of himself.

“Ohmygod, Randy! You saved my food for me, that's so sweet!” All thoughts of your conversation in the empty locker room leave you as the thought of a full stomach comes forward. The way he was looking at you didn’t help either. Before you can take your plate though, he scoots it to the other side of the table with a smug grin.

”Magic word?”

”I take my compliments back. You suck.” You gave him a glare but he only put his hand up to his ear. “Ugh, c’mon!” He still gave no response so you finally gave in. “Please, Randy?” That was probably the sweetest you could be. Fake, but the sweetest you could be, and luckily it worked. He slides it all the way to you and you're quick to start eating. He even grabbed you one of the cheap, plastic sporks. He watches you dig in and the two of you hold awkward conversation for some time, enough time that you’re almost done eating.

“Anyways, earlier, I was gonna ask if you wanted to go out and have dinner? Offer still stands.” You stop chewing for a second and look up at him, before leaning back in your chair with a smug grin and finishing your bite.

”Y’know,” You started before taking another bite. Its always fun to keep a man on his toes. “My friends all hate you.” Friend, technically, just Trish. As mentioned, you didn’t get along with very many people and you were pretty sure Trish had recruited Stacy because they had both been RKO’d. “‘Cause you, y’know, RKO’d them.”

“Is that a no?” He sounded pretty disappointed. Looked it too.

”Oh, no, we can go to dinner. You’re hot and sort of considerate to me atleast, so.” You take your final bite with a shrug. “I just wanted you to know what you’re getting yourself into.”

He watches you stand from your chair and grab your title, quickly throwing your plates away. Suddenly you stop right before you leave catering and look at him over your shoulder.

“And you’re paying!”

ive found the secret to writing, its instrumental music with no words i just listened to the daredevil soundtrack on repeat

this was fun to write, i love writing bitchy reader if you couldn’t tell from my mjf stuff plus i feel like it really fits with this time period of randy. really any time period randy, someone get him a bitchy s/o, it just makes so much sense to me

PLEASE REMEMBER, I ONLY WRITE GN!!!!!!!! I’LL STILL WRITE A REQUEST IF IT SAYS FEM, I’M JUST GOING TO WRITE IT GN!!!!

[issacballsac]

“Being Mileena’s Girlfriend„

Saw someone say there isn’t enough MKfem characters x fem reader so here we are ! Fem Reader

Meeting | MKX

You’d def be from Outworld

From the time where she ruled Outworld; before Kotal Khan rebelled against her

Her being Khan obviously you adored her and you couldn’t rlly get close to someone of such high status

However! When she was overthrown it wasn’t too hard to get close to her seeing as she was stripped of her previous status

Just go and join her rebellion lmao

Bonding

Ngl I don’t think she’d care if you’re strong or not just if you’re loyal to her cause

Her multiple failures in trying to regain her throne put her in quite the sour mood

So she’d appreciate if you threw in any new ideas or if you’re dumb as hell like me comforting her is fine too

If you shared any of your food/supplies with her personally(rather than the whole group) she’d be kinda embarrassed to rely on you

Especially if she is physically stronger than you

If you talk about how untrustworthy Tanya is in the beginning she’d be upset with you and distance herself so just wait until ur closer with her/have tangible evidence

She doesn’t take her mask off often in daily passing; excluding during battle ofc

But if you do catch her with her mask down she’d be hasty to put it back up

“You’re really beautiful, Mileena. You know that right?”

“Of course I know that.”

She’d def play off your comment but she’s DYING on the inside of embarrassment

If you specifically pick out a gift for her she’ll be happy and smile under her mask

She’ll start to linger around you more and when planning she’ll always sit next to you

She’s really desperate for love and will grasp onto anything like Shao Khan and Tanya who obviously didn’t truly care for her

Light | End

Depending if you convince her to stop the rebellion/run away with you changes the outcome of your relationship during the original/MKX timeline

If you don’t and go along with her plan to use the amulet you’ll probably die protecting her

Of course the same events as MKX go down with her execution but it’ll be prolonged💀

Kiss one another, die for each other 😦 - Katy Perry or Demi Lovato I don’t remember Ngl

If you do convince her to call off the rebellion it’ll be great!

Of course you can’t just throw a rebellion and walk away unscathed

So you’re gonna have to go into hiding or just cross realms altogether

Methinks she likes physical touch

Think hugs, kisses, hand holding, etc.

You probably wouldn’t be able to stay in one place for long so you’re constantly on the move

Mileena is a big fan of sleeping together though she rlly jus needs comfort bro💀

She’d pick you up and carry you if your into that(totally wouldn’t start freaking out if she dropped you)

When/If you escape to another realm you’ll take on a more relaxing life

Of course you guys don’t stop training just in case but it’s better than being on the run constantly

Taking on a more domestic lifestyle

You’d do a lot of single person tasks together just because

Taking out trash? She’ll help

Washing clothes? She’ll hang them up to dry

She’s not a good cook by any means but she’ll help where she can

She’ll def match outfits with you especially if you guys are the same size she’ll just wear your shit

Depending if you live amongst a dense population she’ll keep her face hidden in case anyone were to recognize her

If you live in a secluded village she’ll take off her mask more often and when the people get used to you guys she’ll keep it off

She can’t sew/patch up clothes for shit so if anything rips she’ll just stand there and watch you do it

You’d never have an actual wedding but the people of your community would totally come over if you guys hosted an informal relationship confirmation

“I’m grateful to take you as my wife.”

“And you as mine.”

Raiden the nosy bitch would obviously notice your presence no matter how much you try

Being EarthRealm’s protector ‘n all

Seeing as you guys are peaceful living he would only tell Kotal if Kotal asked for additional information

Pre-Shinok Raiden ofc

Overall she’ll defend you against the world all at the expense of you loving her

[arminsesposa]

Hi!! <3 If your requests are open, is it fine to get one about young Nanami constantly rejecting his feelings by acting nonchalantly. She would try to get his attention, but he just ignores her. One day he ends up lashing out :(( how would that turn out lmao

Fess Up! (Young Kento Nanami x Female Reader)

He’s really trying his best to hide his feelings for you until one day he accidentally snaps

Kinda angst to fluff?? Thank you for your request! :3

2nd writing lol, but if you’d like send some requests and I’ll try my best!

Reblogs and likes very much appreciated <3

Compared to the rest of his classmates, Kento Nanami enjoyed keeping to himself. He was often quiet and reserved always spending time with Haibara as he watched you from afar always around Geto and Gojo. Despite how he felt about you, and the way his heart beat would increase when you were around and the small blush that spread across his face whenever you would talk to him, Nanami made it his goal for you to never find out how he truly feels. He never truly imagined to fall for someone like you as he always saw you hang out with idiots like Gojo and Geto which made him scowl a bit despite how much Haibara tried to reassure him. As Nanami began to hide his feelings for you by beginning to ignore your approaches and simply not care about your existence thinking he was doing a fantastic job of hiding his feelings.

You on the other hand dreaded this. You fell for Nanami for his quiet and reserved personality and you loved listening to his thoughts. You loved the type of person he is and it’s what caused you to fall first. Surrounding yourself with Gojo and Geto for some help on how to approach him reminding you to never ask them for any advice ever again. As you attempted to find Nanami by himself in order to approach him it always seemed to never work as he gave you the cold shoulder or simply didn’t react to you. It obviously hurt knowing that he never spoke to you as your heart winced at the thought that he actually hated you. When it was actually the complete opposite.

As You were walking to find Shoko, you spotted Nanami sitting on a bench alone as you saw this as an immediate sign to get his attention and talk to him. As you approached the bench, you gave him a warm smile as you greeted him only to be met with a nod from him as he didn’t even utter a word. “How have you been?” You asked Nanami as you sat next to him, Nanami’s heart dropping as you took the seat next to him as he responded to you back bluntly. “Okay” you nodded awkwardly at his one word answer as you decided to change the subject beginning to talk about something funny that happened between Gojo and Geto. “You should’ve seen what Gojo did to Geto the other day!! during class we were writing notes down and Gojo—“ As you were speaking Nanami seemed to grow upset as you mentioned Gojos name with such excitement. Couldn’t you tell that he liked you? As something in him snapped from his sudden nonchalant facade as he lashed out at you. “I don’t care about you! Can’t you tell? I don’t care about what Gojo did so why bring it up to me!” He finished his thought with an annoyed scoff that you cared about Gojo so much wishing that you noticed him instead not realizing the impact he left on you as he felt his heart drop when he looked back at you.

Those were words you didn’t want to hear from the person you liked. As the words he used and the way he lashed out made you realize how annoying you were. You felt your throat tighten as you were quiet, Nanami’s instant regret from lashing out on you as he watched how You stood up quietly and left not saying a word as Nanami immediately regretted what he said to you knowing he messed up big time. He decided to give you some space before going to look for you, no one knew where you were almost as if you disappeared. He didn’t know what to do as he knew this was all his fault. As the sun began to set and he had no luck finding you, until something in the far park bench caught his attention.

As he began to approach the bench, he saw you looking out the view of the park the sun beginning to set your headphones on as you ignored everything around you. You didn’t even realize Nanami standing near you as he stood at the other end of the bench. “Is this seat taken?” Giving him the same treatment back as you nodded not saying anything to him. He sat next to you realizing he had no other choice but to finally confess the feelings he has been truly hiding from you. “Look, it was wrong for me to lash out at you. You didn’t deserve that” He started off by saying honestly no longer nonchalantly as he needed you to hear him out. “I’m seriously head over heels for you. I just want to get to know you and only you” He admitted blushing and looking away from you embarrassed that he finally confessed. As you stared at him in awe hearing the words you were one day hoping to hear as you smiled at him. The two of you sharing a quiet moment on the bench sitting next to each other as you leaned your head on his shoulder watching the sunset together. Nanami began to blush at how close you two were as you whispered back to him softly “I like you too” finally fessing up your feelings.

[bibibbon]

as one of the three mustard fans i feel obligated to yap about him to anyone who will listen.

in the grand scheme of things he’s not particularly important, but the few scenes he’s in definitely are.

he brings up something that many people forgot while watching the show.

that even in a world where people can turn their skin into steel or shoot acid from their hands, a bullet is a bullet.

that no matter how powerful your quirk is, if you get shot in the head you’re gonna fucking die 😭 i mean unless you have a regeneration quirk but those are pretty rare and if someone unloads a revolver into your skull i doubt your quirk would be able to keep up with the damage.

it shows people that a villain doesn’t need a powerful quirk to be dangerous. someone who’s competent with a gun or a knife can be just as dangerous as someone like dabi.

he’s also extremely intelligent. being able to tell where people are based on the movement of the gas isn’t something inherently related to his quirk, it’s a learned skill. he’s also very skilled with his gun, he was able to destroy tetsutetsu’s mask with one point blank shot. as well as being able to hit the same spot multiple times to break through tetsutetsu’s hardening.

when kendo says that mustard carries a gun around because he “can’t win a fight on his own merits” as much as i love her, she’s really stupid for that.

snipe’s whole thing is guns. his quirk has nothing to do with guns inherently, he just chose to use them. and support gear is a massive industry in this universe.

and no one talks about why this middle schooler has a gun and is hanging out with the LOV. that’s not exactly normal middle schooler behavior.

i have some theories so bear with me while i ramble about him.

so obviously he has a villainous quirk. his gas can kill people if they’re exposed to a concentrated amount of it for long enough. and he can’t control where the gas goes, only how much he releases.

(this is more of a headcannon but i like it too much to not share it. his father can create small amounts of purple mist around his body, and his mother sweats bleach. but one of his grandparents could create an ammonia based gas. and what happens when you mix ammonia and bleach? you get mustard gas. ik it’s kinda dumb but i like it.)

i believe that he had a hard time controlling his quirk as a child. with strong emotions causing him to activate his quirk.

in this universe there’s definitely schools/institutions for kids with dangerous quirks. so his parents probably shipped off to one of those institutions so they didn’t have to deal with him.

i feel like he resents the UA students because if an employer sees they went to UA, they have a way higher chance of getting the job.

but when they see that he went to an institution for kids with dangerous quirks, he could be rejected on the spot.

tl;dr i love mustard someone please sedate me

Since you posted this ask to me Iam assuming that Iam one of the three mustard fans and Iam honoured to be recognised as such.

As you know I have talked about mustard before and the potential his storyline has here.

Your whole rant makes me think that mustard in canon is basically the vision people have for fanon villain izuku and I love it.

Mustard brings up a good point which is that people rely on their quirks too much because someone with a uselss or a weak quirk can still be dangerous and powerful by honing in their other skills. Heroes who rely on their quirks primarily and nothing else are the ones that get injured and hurt the most because even if you have a powerful quirk it's not guaranteed to help you in every situation. Sometimes quirks cant always go up against technology as we see in the vigilante arc technology can very much overpower strong quirks whether you like it or not.

Oh I actually do like your headcanon. Personally I have always interpreted mustard as having an anaesthetic type quirk something similar to midnight. I wish the series delved into midnight and mustard interactions especially because mustard is too young to go to jail as people in Japan can only be punished for their crimes when they're above the age of 14.

Reputations and public image are very important things in MHA whether you're a hero or not. Mustard going to that type of institution is interesting although I don't think there are any in canon. I have interpreted it as mustard having something similar to toga where they both suffered from horrible quirk counselling and were told to control themselves not taught how and an incident happend and they ended up here. However everything that comes to mustard to me is 10 times more interesting simply because of how young he really is and how vague everything about him is

[eyehearthoshi]

₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ bang chan as enfj tropes

pairing ⟢ bang chan x gn!reader

warnings ⟢ mbti stuff lol. generalizations about enfjs and chan (i don’t know him personally obviously). not proofread oops!

wc ⟢ 949 (she short sorry)

author’s note ⟢ chan is pretty much the biggest enfj who ever enfj-ed so i knew i needed to make something mbti related for him!! mbti is a BIG hyperfixation of mine and i’ll probably do these for other idols in the future. i apologize in advance!

(this post inspired me to research more into mbti tropes)

➊ matchmaker crush aka the main character tries to help another character get with a love interest but oops!! the main character starts falling in love with the one they are helping…

oh i can see this clear as day because chan is very focused on helping other people. (i’m pretty sure he’s said before that he likes feeling needed by others??) so imagine if you came up to him asking for help with wooing your crush, he’d be so ready because you’re his friend!!! and he wants you to be happy!!!

and so he’s trying to set up situations where your crush could bump into you on “accident” and you can spend time with them (walks in the park, coffee shop hangouts, etc.) he’s talking you up to your crush when you aren’t there to show them how awesome you are. that kind of stuff.

problem is, he’s simultaneously realizing how awesome you are.

like he already knew how cool of a friend you are, but now he’s thinking about how cool of a s/o you would be.

i think he would freak out a little bit, not because he is uncomfortable with these type of feelings, but because you trusted him with helping and now he’s out here with the biggest heart eyes for you.

enfj’s dominant function is fe or extroverted feeling which means that they often prioritize others’ wants and needs before their own. chan would probably hold back his own feelings for as long as he could because he knows you want to be with someone else.

chan would kinda be jealous of you hanging out with your crush, but he hates feeling that way cause he thinks he’s being selfish.

(obviously this could end in angst with chan still loving you as you fall in love with another OR…it could end happily because i said so!! there is too much sadness in the world ok we are getting a happy ending!!)

maybe you saw how much effort chan put into helping you and how much he cares about your happiness and you’re suddenly like “who did i have a crush on again?” you realize you’d rather be hanging out with chan instead of the person you used to like.

you’d definitely have to be the one to confess on this one because chan doesn’t want to jeopardize the relationship you already have (plus, you know, he thinks you like someone else).

he’d probably be so shocked and happy when you told him!! like finally he can share all the feelings he’s been hiding from you! we just need more stories where the enfj isn’t the second lead ok i said it!!

➋ can dish it out, but can’t take it aka main character is a coy flirt with their s/o, but if their s/o flirts back they get flustered af

yeah, everyone, i didn’t actually find the real names for these tropes, but you know what i’m talking about right??

chan sometimes flirts with stays but the second anyone compliments him, he is suddenly bashful. i feel like this would easily translate over in his romantic life too.

enfjs are pretty good at appearing calm and cool when they’re actually nervous inside so chan is probably always a little flustered when he’s flirting with you, but this flustered feeling only gets worse when you decide to flirt back.

like imagine him saying cheesy pickup lines to you all day and giggling at your reactions, but the second you turn around and hit him with a “are you a camera? cause all i can do is smile when i see you” or a “you got a map? because i’m getting lost in your eyes” he would melt.

listen, i think chan is fully aware of his powers of flirtation, but i don’t think he would know how to respond if you took the upper hand and made him blush. he is a soft boy at his core, he told me so!

❸ knight in shining armor aka the main character likes playing the role of the protector and is always ready to defend their s/o

enfjs embody this trope because they aren’t afraid to protect and defend the people they care about (which is all people honestly lol). chan definitely gives me these vibes.

all i can think of when i picture chan and this trope is that one concert where he got so emotional and cried while talking about how he’d always protect stays. like yeah if you don’t think he’d have the same energy multiplied by ten for his s/o then i don’t know what to tell ya…

i don’t think this protectiveness stems from paranoia or anything. i moreso see it as enfj’s response to caring deeply about someone. as i mentioned, enfjs love people and they would truly defend strangers. so, when enfjs have someone who is special to them, they can’t help but feel this pull to be protective over them.

also, i must say that i don’t think chan would be one of those “protective” bfs that is actually toxic and possessive. no no, he’d be more the type to have you call him while you walk to your car at night so he knows you’re safe or the one to notice if you’re not feeling well before you do and offer to get you medicine/take you home/etc.

chan seems like someone who notices small things about people and uses that to be tuned in to other’s emotions. if you were dating him, he would definitely give you his jacket when you are cold. just remember to hold his hand to warm him up in return <3

[destinygoldenstar]

“Feeling like you’re nothing is… kinda normal. If people even feel like that in the world I came from.”

TW: DISCUSSIONS OF SUICIDE

So this line specifically has been on my mind.

Obviously Pomni does not outright say she’s depressed. But she doesn’t need to. The show trusts us to pick it up for ourselves.

At first I thought it was just trauma, because… DUH. WHAT HAPPENED.

She experiences nightmares, she has zone outs, she closes herself off from her peers, panic attacks, etc. All pretty real responses to a traumatic event.

BUT THEN WE HAVE THIS LINE.

Now, I wouldn’t think too much of it if she said “In the world I COME from.” Present tense. So that would indicate she’s talking about the circus.

But she uses PAST TENSE here.

“In the world I CAME from.”

So she’s not talking about the circus.

We know she’s not because we know she was once a human in the real world.

Gooseworx confirmed that the Digital Circus characters DO remember their past lives, just not the key identify-defining details like their names. Which makes sense cause, well, if they had full amnesia they wouldn’t know they came from anywhere else at all.

So this implies she’s talking about her life in the real world before this.

So this may indicate that in the real world, human Pomni had anxiety & depression.

A theory someone else said, but I liked and could see being possible, was that each Digital Circus character represents certain mental illnesses. (My idea: Pomni - Generalized Anxiety & Major Depression Disorder, Ragatha - Separation Anxiety Disorder, Jax - Sociopathy, Kinger - Schizophrenia, Gangle - Bipolar Disorder, Zooble - Dysphoria) While it is questionable for some characters whether they experienced these in the real world or they gained them in the circus (Kinger is probably one of the latter’s case), considering Pomni’s new to the circus, it’s easy to assume the former. You don’t develop these mental problems overnight.

So here’s my theory: Human Pomni was an accountant at C&A, and got her hands on the information of the Digital Circus. As in, she knew EXACTLY what it would do to her…

…but she put the headset on anyway as an act of suicide.

This could be proven wrong in a future episode, but that is my belief on what happened to her. Would also explain how she had a vague idea on how the video game’s outside maps worked.

BUT, you may be asking, “If Pomni knew and did it as sudoku, why would she want to leave immediately?”

Survival reflex. (And I’m partially thinking about that Bojack Horseman speech at the penultimate episode of that show. You know the one.) It IS a thing for someone to attempt suicide, and then change their mind on it pretty quickly, whether it be the pain that came with it, or the fear of death. And this is in both cases whether the attempted succeeds or fails at the deed.

So the beginning of the show could be Pomni’s brain, scattered as it is, experiencing just that.

“Wait a minute. I don’t want to do this anymore. I don’t want to end it. I have to stop myself!”

But it’s too late.

She made her choice. She didn’t want to be ‘her’ anymore.

So she put the headset on.

She did the act.

There’s nothing she can do about it.

And since she TECHNICALLY isn’t dead, this is her processing her own existence, old and new, and what to do with it now.

THAT’s another reason why she has that nightmare about abstracting. Which could easily be seen as ‘mental suicide.’

A horrifying image on the outside. And on the inside, an image that’s far too real for her.

But she doesn’t have to have that be her fate.

There are people to help her and there are people that WOULD care if she dies.

Her story is about fighting the worst thoughts known to mankind and come out of that fight as a more emotionally realized person. As someone who wants to live. As someone who ISN’T nothing.

(This is a theory. Is open to be wrong.)

[feeling--pink]

Hi 🥺 what if they- 👉👈 what if they got mawwied???? 💕💕💕

Okay hi I’ve been working on these on and off all month (mostly off I got really busy whoops) and I have A LOT of thoughts about a Legbone wedding (ft. the drawtectives cause they really are my blorbos) 

Anyways here’s a list of headcannons that I didn’t get to draw:

So right off the bat let’s talk OUTFITS

To me Legzi and Ryjinah had gone looking for dresses but Legzi wasn’t really pumped about any of them 

So maybe they went on a road trip (because ladies bookclub road trips my beloved) to either go look in a different boutique or to do other wedding related shenanigans 

And on the side of the road Legzi spots this rag 

And of course it’s a torn up wedding dress and suddenly she has a Vision^TM

Just Legzi being more excited about fixing up this dress than anything she could have just bought up to that point 

Because to me Legzi is someone who loves to feel like a part of the process and having all her random skills she picked up from Darkmouth 

Then design wise I wanted something puffy so I could hide how much taller I made her 

Because personally I think her using the leg stilts on her wedding day is not only very Legzi^TM but I also made myself laugh with the concept :) 

And florals because those are fun, green, and easy to make by hand (as someone who’s made a lot of ribbon flowers)!! The vines were places where the dress was really torn and needed more structural stitching 

Ryjinahs dress on the other hand I wanted to take some inspiration from her season 1 design (even though I haven’t seen it) 

Also I love a chance to draw some boob 

so anyways York’s invitation

I’ve said it before but “artists draw fan art of each other’s art” where Karina drew Ryjinah, York, Rowan, and Jacob horse all hanging out is CANON TO ME

Which is why all of those characters were invited!! :)

Anyways I imagine all the invitations had your standard stuff- names, dates, rsvp section

But where it would’ve said +1 I think Ryjinah scribbled that out and hand wrote “+2 ;)” 

Which of course Grandma would be slightly flustered by meanwhile York is like “AWESOME you guys can come!!!” 

I believe in drawtectives polycule supremacy and also York is aroace

Which also lead to my miniature leg wrestling joke :)

Oh but the second York and Rah’ōxah lock eyes they’re going to leg wrestle (Pokémon rules) 

Then they can become friends too and we can make Julia’s drawing in “pro artists redraw their old OCs” canon!!! 

Rah’ōxah is both Legzi and Ryjinahs maid of honor :) 

She’s awesome of course she can do both!!!!!!

I wish I had drawn this but to me Parker the cat officiated :)

Maybe while standing on top of Parker the horse 

Ryjinah was not pleased with this but also couldn’t say no to the combined force of Legzi and Rah’ōxah’s puppy dog eyes 

Plus Parker the cat is the only person (cat) they know who’s ordained

Oh last thing I wanted to but didn’t draw was a Rosé & Rowan interaction 

Or not even so much of an interaction but they catch each other’s gaze from across the room and freeze 

Oh more headcannons but they’re siblings to me 

I mean dyed hair? Knives? Mysterious pasts? Color schemes?? Attracted to himbos??? 

Anyways they both have moved on from their family in different directions 

So to suddenly meet again even from across the room 

Then York or Gramdma calls for Rosé and she looks away and they’re gone

But I digress 

Tbh for everyone’s outfits I kinda just went “you know what would be cute???” 

So floral dress for grandma (obviously) 

Jumpsuit + long gloves for Rosé because vibes 

Unbuttoned shirt and double breasted vest for York so he doesn’t have sleeves 

Similar thought process for Rah’ōxah because they give off similar vibes BUT I made Rah’ōxah’s the same colors as Ryjinah and Legzi so she could match both :)

Then a demon Johnny button on her outer vest kinda like the pin/broach she has in Julia’s drawing in pro artists redraw old OCs 

Rowan I just wanted to look swanky and what’s more swanky than a tailcoat? 

And for everyone but Rah’ōxah I tried to keep to their normal color schemes!! :) 

Are all these outfits practical for what I made a beach wedding on a whim? Absolutely not 

I gave pretty much all of them some sort of heels even if they are technically wedges which is better but STILL 

Beaches are fun and easy ish to draw and I never do backgrounds anyways give me a break lol 

But anyways I think that’s all my thoughts!!!

So Legzi & Ryjinah ride into the sunset on their noble steed Jacob Horse :)

[batsplat]

seen people talk about how marcs 2012 season was the reason the penalty point system was introduced (that made vale start from the back in 2015 which is admittedly absolutely absurdly funny) so here i am to ask my favorite motogp historian for thoughts (and prayers?) mostly about what exactly marc DID to make that happen (kinda funny also that he was branded a track terrorist from day 1 😭) and why they struck it in the mid 2010s?

okay so I'm gonna be lazy here and start out by just including what I put in the marc race recs post:

phillip island 2011 was the worst incident, and marc was criticised by motogp riders too, including valentino and casey. that one was like... it was just straight up dangerous and also incredibly stupid, I mean you're trying to get an extra lap in at the end of fp1 and are putting yourself and other riders in serious danger (definitely a case where you can argue that the penalty didn't go far enough and a race ban would have been warranted). marc can sometimes be pretty bullish in response to criticism while still going away and kinda realising what he'd done was a bad idea, quietly adjusting his behaviour... examples include this, where he had his team appeal the penalty, as well as of course 2018 argentina, where he talked down the 'mistakes' he'd made and said he'd done more wrong in the aleix than the valentino incident (which may be true, but it's the rhetorical equivalent of saying it's better to go up to someone's home and throw bricks through the windows than it is to set it on fire) - he is fairly good at learning from his mistakes, even when he doesn't always fully admit to them

that being said, of course he did continue getting himself involved in a fair bit of controversy during 2012. but it's worth pointing out that the penalty points system wasn't just a case of 'oh this kid is so bad, we've got to do something' - it was also a case of 'yeah this is being handled in a super inconsistent manner, actually'. like, there were times people felt marc should be penalised more, yes, but other times where they felt it was too much... it was just a bit all over the place. luckily, inconsistent stewarding is a problem they've managed to fix in the intervening twelve years, so we never hear about that stuff any more. let's just give a quick summary of the four biggest 2012 flashpoints:

qatar: marc runs luthi off-track in a deliberate and pretty dangerous way and gets a slap on the cooldown lap for his troubles, plus a reprimand from race direction

catalunya: towards the end of a race in which marc made several questionable moves, pol espargaro attempted to overtake marc who had just saved a fall - marc cuts across the track to rejoin the racing line and ends up colliding with pol. he was initially given a controversial penalty in the form of a minute added to his final time, before that was rescinded (which was unsuccessfully appealed by pol's team). see here for valentino and casey's reactions

motegi: marc 'torpedoed' kallio in saturday morning practise, riding into his side while kallio was on the racing line headed into a turn and causing kallio to highside... which he was not penalised for. some responses to the incident below

valencia: marc attempted to overtake corsi in friday practise, causing him to crash. this time, race direction handed out a back-of-the-grid penalty

it's a subtle distinction but an important one so I'll just stress it again: the stated aim of the penalty points wasn't to hold back aggressive riders like marc but to attempt to reduce inconsistency, which had been exposed in part due to how differently these marc incidents were handled. what marc did was create several high profile controversies, in each case prompting some level of frustration with how race direction handled the whole thing. obviously, there were other non-marc-related stewarding controversies, but it is inarguable that he was a significant factor in causing a revamp of the system

by the way, here's valentino's criticism of marc after the valencia incident:

here's a quick explanation of how the penalty points worked:

and, you know, for what it's worth marc did calm down in motogp... he certainly became better at operating in the grey area of the rules, approaching his racing in a manner his competitors didn't always appreciate but was certainly a lot harder to penalise. though there were also incidents that of course people felt marc should be penalised for - say after jerez 2013, jorge did kinda go 'okay but surely you can at least give a few penalty points for this, isn't this what they're for'. but it's not like there was unanimous agreement on that, see the immediate responses of some of the riders:

(bradley smith saying that jorge's last serious race was motegi 2005 - the one he got the race ban for - is a bit of an insane stance to take and doesn't really match up to reality, but it did make me laugh so that's something. of course the general point that during the alien era most of them were avoiding doing much actual racing isn't exactly wrong but. still)

not to make this a riding standards post, but this is the underlying tension when you're trying to decide how to regulate the sport... jerez was the first serious test that system faced - and it's one where race direction ended up calling it a pure racing incident. which is a tough call! I talked about it a bit in the sete post and what his stance was on the jerez 2005 incident, where he feels like this isn't a contact sport and shouldn't be adjudicated as such. it's a fundamental philosophical difference that became very relevant again when marc showed up fresh from his controversial moto2 campaign and woke up the entire class with his own particular brand of racing. from a write-up of the jerez 2013 race:

(motegi 2008 not motegi 2010, which is something I remember because casey's pass also allowed valentino to immediately swoop on through. should be noted that casey may have apologised but he did not give the position back to dani lol. also motegi 2010 is pretty memorable if we're talking about hard racing. fair to say that valentino demonstrated he did not share the approach of his fellow aliens when battling jorge)

and more on the shift marc brought about:

this is the thing, right - a big part of understanding that time period is concerning yourself with what came just before. the general feeling (unsurprisingly not shared by casey, jorge or dani) was that the series desperately needed some new life breathed into it, that the racing had become stale and sterile and far too predictable... there were several factors that contributed to this, from the beloathed 800cc bikes that were only replaced in 2012, to the approach of those three aliens and how adept they'd become at racking up wins by dominating out front, to how valentino (generally considered the most 'exciting' racer of the lot) had taken himself out of the competitive picture... I mean, in all honesty the racing is still not great in 2013 compared to the rossi heyday (it had gotten better by the very end of the 2010s), but of course there's a lot more energy to it than the years before. which meant the sport as a whole was in a tricky place where they both had to be seen to be constraining marc, stopping him from being an active danger to himself and others, while also kind of... letting him loose. a little bit of controversy is hardly a bad thing, after all - love him or hate him, everyone had a take, and that's the kind of thing that's obviously healthy for a sport

marc did get two penalty points that year for ignoring yellow flags in silverstone and crashing in the same place as cal crutchlow had just gone down:

(for obvious reasons, 'ignoring yellow flags' is extremely dangerous, but there's no reason to believe he wasn't being honest here)

he was also given another penalty point for the contact that caused dani's crash in aragon, taking him perilously close to that back-of-the-grid penalty:

and that was basically their position - it's a warning. broadly they wanted him to not completely revamp his approach, but just apply a little more discretion, exercise his judgement. a little more caution, a little more restraint. it's still fundamentally a different philosophy of racing than the one that had been espoused for several years by the other aliens save for valentino - but marc could get to a place where he was engaging in hard racing that generally toed the line without crossing it. a little more detail on the aragon incident and marc's approach to racing in the context of the time period from this write-up:

this is the issue, right, marc was riding on just the right line of acceptable that race direction would not have in any way been justified in slapping out race bans - though you can certainly argue that in some cases, you could have handed out more penalty points, which would then have meant he would have faced more 'real' consequences. in any case, they couldn't actually 'teach him a lesson', because he'd already more or less learned it... if the lesson is 'hard racing and contact is fine, just don't overdo it'. which of course, not everyone would agree with. the odd memorable exception aside, throughout marc's premier class career he's been very aware of that line, and has taken care to avoid bringing the wrath of race direction upon himself too severely

the penalty points thing and sepang 2015... well, first of all let's quickly bring in what the actual ruling was:

honestly, I imagine that if they didn't have a penalty points system, they would've figured out a different way to penalise him, and might have slapped him with a back-of-the-grid penalty anyway. not in a 'oh the fim had it out for valentino rossi!!!!' way, more that they did need to be seen doing something. the penalty points felt like a fairly elegant way of giving a penalty that wasn't that harsh and wasn't making any judgement calls over whether valentino deliberately kicked marc, while also in an indirect way ensuring that valentino would suffer consequences. and yes, it is a nice bit of dramatic irony - but the piece says it, the penalty "had to be severe enough for rossi to feel truly punished". the penalty points happened to be the tool they had available and perhaps with a different set of rules, valentino would have been handed a slightly different flavour of punishment. but really, this is more 'fun historical coincidence' than something that massively changed the events that played out

of course, it was a controversial decision that few people felt 100% comfortable with. on the one hand, if you believe that valentino kicked marc, then you probably would have wanted him to be disqualified - three measly penalty points does not feel enough in that situation. on the other, if you believe that valentino engaged aggressively with marc but without deliberately trying to make him crash, then a back-of-the-grid penalty that essentially decided the outcome of the championship before the final race even started is a tough pill to swallow. (of course there's also a position somewhere in between where valentino didn't literally kick marc but did attempt to run him off track, which would make the penalty 'about right'.) of course, the championship standings should ideally not determine what sort of penalties are being handed out - but equally, it's something that did limit the intrigue going into the race, and over something that felt quite arbitrary. the other penalty point he'd gotten to rack up the four total was about a qualifying incident in misano - which either feels like a silly thing to determine the ultimate outcome of the championship, or instead is a demonstration of how the cumulative nature of the points system is supposed to work. but yes, it did get a lot of criticism in the aftermath, with concerns over whether future title fights could end up being defanged as an indirect consequence of relatively minor incidents earlier in the season

and of course, the penalty points were eventually scrapped in early 2017. here's a bit more on that decision:

basically, sepang 2015 was a contributing factor to broader changes in how motogp was regulated, which down the line had the knock-on effect of getting rid of that penalty system entirely. rightly or wrongly, race direction felt like they had better tools available to penalise riders and this system was now redundant. anyway [insert another lazy gag about how the switch to a stewards panel has completely failed in eliminating controversy from stewarding] [insert pithy closing line] [press post]

[lala3244]

A long year

Second request from @venture-venus!

~I am not sure about this fic? I think it could be better but I never know how to improve what I have already written! Also I am always impatient to post it! I think the characters are a bit ooc, as usual! I also wrote some personal life stories, I am sure they can be spotted 😂~

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Another idea I had (and I’m unsure if you done this was) what if the brothers didn’t like the mc? Logically speaking we were a forced errand for them to do, imagine having to live with a total stranger for a whole school year. They’re all kinda resentful to them and Mc is gonna be on guard cause like come on- we kinda just got kidnapped to hell, so we’re gonna be a bit distant and nice (cause we still are gonna be nice but we wanna survive). School year goes on and the brothers arnt the nicest to the Mc. Obviously we arnt gonna stand for that and we distance ourselves (still being respectful), but one day they see us hanging with the exchange students or some RAD student and get jealous realizing how messed up they been treating us. Like imagine the Mc calling them by their official titles like “Lord” or “Avatar of ______”, to be respectful but distant.

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warning: angst, loneliness.

Loneliness. You have known it all your life, you had thought after your kidnapping in the Devildom, it would change. That demons might find you interesting but no, it was the same as in the human realm. You lived with the brothers since your arrival. You tried to start conversations with them but they didn’t seem interested in you so you stopped trying after a couple of days. It was going to be a long year, well, you survived middle school for four years where you were ignored by your friends because the new girl that year was more interesting than you, where your friends told you that they didn’t want to hang out with you anymore, where you would eat alone, where your other friends had different classes so you would find yourself alone a lot and it carried on into your adult life. By now, you were sort of immune to it even though you always hoped, every time you went somewhere new, it would change but it never did. Every night, you would lock yourself in your room after dinner and didn’t come out until breakfast. You would follow the brothers to RAD like a good little dog then they would leave you without a word. Some days you didn’t mind but other days, you would hide in the toilets and cry. You felt stupid to cry for people you barely knew but being ignored every day would start to weigh on you at some point. 

One day, as you looked at the group leaving you without a glance at you, tears started to well up and before you had time to go to the toilets, they started to fall. As you ran to the bathroom, you bumped into Simeon, the oldest angel. He stopped you in your tracks and made you face him. He had witnessed the whole inexistant interaction between you and the demons. He hugged you and you let yourself cry in his arms. You actually didn’t really know who it was but it didn’t matter, someone was worried about you and was hugging you. When you stopped crying, he pulled away. You were glad it was him. You liked him, he had always been kind to you but you never really had the chance to talk to him more. “I’m sorry, Simeon.” You sniffled and he gave you a tissue. “Don’t apologise. I can’t believe they just leave you alone!” You shrugged. “You know they do that every day, right?” He froze and his eyes widened. “What do you mean, every day?” You looked at the sweet angel and smiled. “Never mind. Thank you for earlier. I feel better.” He grabbed your hand. “If you need to talk, I am here. Please, don’t hesitate, okay?” You nodded, blushing because of his sweet gesture. “Come, I’ll walk with you to your next class.” You talked for a bit and swapped numbers. You felt so much better, you had made your first friend! 

For the next class, the professor announced that you had to pair up with someone. You looked at your notebook, you knew that no one would want to pair with you but you were surprised when you felt a hand on your shoulder. It was a demon that was in a lot of your classes and she seemed nice. You knew she had many friends so you were wondering why she would want to work with you but you happily agreed when she asked. She sat down next to you and you started to work on your assignment. She was really nice and smart. She knew the subject and she would answer patiently all the questions you had. When the class was over, she asked if you wanted to work on it more at the library after school as she was going to meet up with some friends to study. You agreed and after this every time you had the same class she would sit with you. 

You arrived at the library and she was there, surrounded by her friends. You got intimidated. You had recognised a few demons that was quite famous in all the Devildom. You just knew there were from powerful, older families. When your friend saw you, she greeted you with a big smile and made a sign for you to come over. She introduced you to everyone. Everyone was welcoming, they introduced themselves and asked a lot of questions about you and how you were doing in this strange world. You told them that you had found it difficult to make friends and they reassured you that you were welcomed with them any time. You smiled at that and you spent the rest of the time, talking and laughing with them. They even decided to walk you home as it wasn’t safe for you to walk alone and none of the brothers had waited for you when you weren’t at the entrance of RAD at the end of the day. You were hurt that they didn’t even check to see if you were alright when you checked your phone. You were actually angry and mad at them. For months now, you had been on time to walk with them and the one time you didn’t, they left without you?! You thanked your new friends and you walked inside the house. you went straight to your room and didn’t leave for the night, not even for dinner. As you expected, nobody came to see if you were alright or just to tell you that dinner was ready. Now, you really knew that they really didn’t care about you. That was proof. You called Simeon and asked if he could come and walk with you tomorrow. He, of course, agreed and didn’t ask any questions, he understood the why. 

Simeon came early the next day and he invited to have breakfast in a coffee shop near RAD. When you sat down, with your drink and your cake, you looked at the angel and wondered if you could trust him with your problems. He smiled at you sweetly and you decided that you could. “Thank you again for coming to pick me up. I can’t deal with the brothers anymore.” You started sobbing. He moved his chair next to yours and wrapped his arms around your body. He rubbed your back while rocking you side to side and he carried on even after you calmed down. You hated yourself to be so weak especially in a world where you are surrounded by predators but it’s been months now and you couldn’t wait to go back to your old life now. You wished you had met your new friends earlier, maybe the last few months would have been better. Simeon pulled away slightly, his arms still around your body. “I’ve heard yesterday they left without you?” You nodded while sniffling. “How did you go home?” You chuckled “ I made some friends, they walked with me.” You wiped your face with the napkins that were on the table. “I see. That could be dangerous you know?” You looked at him, still wiping your face. “Really? More dangerous than alone or with the brothers? Who would care if anything happened to me anyway? Especially here?” He pushed your shoulder so you were facing him. “Me, I would care.” You smiled tightly at him “Maybe, but you would be the only one.” He shook his head and stood up. “Come on, it’s time to go to RAD.” You followed him, perplexed.

You were in front of Diavolo’s office. You were still wondering what was happening. Simeon knocked on the door and you waited for an answer. The door opened and you were greeted by the butler, Barbatos. He let you in and told you to sit on the chairs. Diavolo arrived shortly after and sat in front of you. “Good morning, Lord Diavolo! I am sorry to bother you early but did you hear about what happened last night?” Lord Diavolo looked at both of you confused while you were lowering your head, embarrassed. “No, I didn’t!” Simeon cleared his throat. “Do you ask the brothers how, we, the exchange students, are doing?” Diavolo nodded. “What do they say?” Diavolo smiled. “That you are doing well. That you have a good time, here, in the Devildom.” You laughed. “How would they know that?!” The young Prince looked at you, surprised. “What do you mean?” You kept laughing, tired. “Did you know they left without me last night? They didn’t even check if I was okay. They didn’t even check if I went back home last night and they dare say I have a good time?! Do you know I never talk to them? Do you know they ignore me all day long? You forced me onto them and I guess they resent me and don’t even try to make an effort.” You stopped when you realised who you were talking to and who you were talking about. You looked sheepishly at Lord Diavolo. “I’m so sorry I know they are your friends and I shouldn’t say stuff like that about them. Forget I said anything. I only have a few months left, I don’t want to make my life more difficult because I complained to you.” The future king nodded, understanding your feelings. “Okay, I won’t say what you said to me but I will have a talk with them.” You left and went to your first class. After your talk with the young Prince, life at the House of Lamentations was a little easier. They started to talk to you. They made an effort during breakfast and dinner to include you in small talks. You answered them quietly, sometimes with a follow-up question, you didn’t want them to be mad at you because you ignored them but actually you were used to not talking to them and now it bothered you to do it. They also waited for you after class and if you were late, they would call you.

Tonight, it was your friend's birthday. You couldn't wait to go out! You haven't tested the nightlife in the Devildom yet. You were going to a club The Fall, apparently it was famous in the whole Devildom. She had invited all of RAD, included the brothers. You laughed at her when she told you. "They won't come especially if I am there!" She snickered. "Oh, you'll see they can't say no to a good night out and believe me if you come they'll come too." You looked at her, frowning but she changed the subject.

So you were getting ready in your room. You had gone shopping with your new group of friends, you wanted to get ready with them as they had planned to meet up at your friend's house first but Lucifer had forbidden it. He wanted all of you to go together to The Fall. You found it suspicious but you didn't protest. You were actually scared of the first born. He always had a menacing aura around him when you were near him as if just your presence was annoying him. So you were in your room blasting some human music, not giving a damn about what they would say and you hoped they wouldn't dampen your good mood. When you had your outfit on, you videocalled your friends. You couldn't be physically with them but you still wanted to partake in the festivities they had going on. You heard a knock while you were watching your friend opening some presents before they left for the club as the presents were part of an outfit she had to wear for the evening. You got startled by the knock, it was the first time that someone did it and you weren't used to the noise. It shocked you so much that you dropped your D.D.D and accidentally ended the call. You cursed at yourself and opened the door. You were shocked to see Mammon and Asmodeus, all dressed up in front of you. You actually didn't know what to do. They pushed you out of the way and sat down on your bed. They had a bottle of Demonus and three glasses with them. Mammon opened the bottle and poured its contenant in the glasses and gave one to you. They still hadn't say a word. "hmm... Hi! What are you doing?" They looked at you with big smiles. "Don't ya have that in the human world? Pre-drinks before a night out?" You looked at them, dumbfounded. "W-well, yes." You wanted to say more but held your tongue as you wanted to have a nice night out and you didn't want to argue with anyone. Mammon was still holding the glass "Take it." You grabbed it and took a sip. It wasn't bad. "It's nice what is it?" Asmo was the first to answer "Demonus, I believe it doesn't affect humans as it does demons but we don't have anything else for you." You smiled "It's okay, thank you anyway." Asmo stood up and made you turned around which you did, surprised. "Hang on, it needs some adjustments." He fiddled with your clothes for a few seconds and you noticed that the fabric was less loose and fitting you more where it needed. You looked at yourself in the mirror. " Thank you Asmo! It does look better!". He laughed, "Of course, hon. What were you listening earlier? It was good, can you put it on?" You nodded and went to put the music on. You didn't really talk and enjoyed the music with the two demons while sipping your demonus. Lucifer knocked on your door, it was time to go to the club.

You arrived at the same time as your group of friends and you left the brothers to greet them. You did to them the same as they did during all those months and you couldn't care less. You didn't see but your friends did, how the brothers looked hurt that you left them and they all smirked knowing how they did the same to you for months. You went inside, still oblivious of what was happening. Your friend grabbed your arm when you entered and walked you to the bar. "They have human alcohol, I think! Let's order you some. It's my birthday, you drink with us too!" You laughed and agreed. You asked the bartender what choice they had and you chose the drink you hated the less. All your friends joined you and you cheered a happy birthday with everyone. You liked the music they were playing so you went dancing. At first, you were alone but some of your friends went over to accompany you. You were doing silly moves with them and laughing. Some of the brothers joined you too but you ignored them. You were having too much fun to be bothered with them. After a few hours, Lucifer asked all of you to go home and you argued with him. It might have been the alcohol or that you were tired, you didn't know but you wanted to stay. One of your friends, a noble demon from one of the oldest families in the Devildom came to your rescue, argumenting that he would look after you and coming from his family, he wouldn't mess up because his reputation was at risk if anything would happen to you. Lucifer reluctantly agreed and you highfived your friend. You stayed late to the club and then stayed at your friend's house. You woke up with a headache and you were wondering where you were. You didn't recognise the room and suddenly you got scared. Snippets from last night kept coming back to you and you remembered the argument with Lucifer. You groaned at the memory and he looked pissed. You looked around and saw a form on the bed next to you. You squinted your eyes to see if you recognised who it was and to your relief it was your friend. You tried to wake her up but she wouldn't bugde. You had to go to the bathroom and obviously you didn't know where it was. You tried to find your phone and were glad that it was on the bedside table. You grabbed it and looked at the time. It was late morning and you saw a lot of notifications. You opened them and they were all from the brothers. Where are you? Why won't you answer your phone? Answer... You supposed you had to answer, at least, to one of them.

I am at my friend's house. I was alseep.

Lucifer answered back.

You come back now.

You shook your head.

No one is awake yet and I don't know where I am actually.

Not a second later.

You are at the birthday girl's house? I am coming.

You groaned. You stumbled out of the bed, trying not to wake up your friend. She woke up. "Hey! What are you doing?" You were trying to find your shoes with the light of your D.D.D., apparently you took them off but you still slept in your outfit. "Lucifer is coming to pick me up." She stood up. "Seriously? He knows where I live?" You shrugged. "Yeah, Weird right?". The door bell rung. "Ah! That must be him! I'll see you at RAD. Thank you for last nice it was great!" You rushed to the door and it was Lucifer. He looked inside the room when you opened the door then his gaze fell on you. You must look like a mess as you didn't have time to wash up, the hungover look is never a good look for anyone.

He didn’t say anything the whole time you walked back to the House of Lamentations and you swore he didn’t take that long to arrive. You didn’t really know why he wanted you to come home. It was not like you had something planned with them anyway. You finally arrived after felt like hours of walking. Demons on the street would wave at you and talk to you. Lucifer would pull you by the arm. “Sorry, they can’t talk right now.” You were stunned by the sudden attention. You looked at Lucifer who seemed to know what was happening, you never really talked to him alone like that you didn’t know how to call him. “Sir? May I ask what is happening?” He turned to face you. “Sir? Hmmpf. You gained some popularity last night.” You frowned. “WHAT?!” He pushed you in front of him so you would enter the house. Asmo was waiting for you at the door and he squealed when he saw. “Hon! You are so famous right now! Look!” He showed you the video that made you popular. It actually was on the website of a famous tabloid. You were wondering who had been filming you dancing on the dancefloor dancing stupidly with your friends. You weren’t doing anything special but the video had thousands and thousands of views and comments. You read some of the comments and you were surprised by how nice they actually were. You gave the D.D.D back to Asmodeus and shrugged. “Ok, it’s a weird to become viral.” The Avatar of Lust jumped excitedly. “You have to make a devilgram with me! We’ll have so much likes and comments.” You stared at the demon. “I’m sorry but no, Sir.” Everyone stopped what they were found when you said the word “sir”. Asmo was shocked by your blunt refusal. “What do you mean no? And since when do you call me “sir”?” You started to walk to your room. “Since you’ve never showed any interest in me for months. Now I have friends and “popular”, you are? I don’t think so.” You opened the door to your room and grabbed some fresh clothes and took a shower. The headache subsided after the shower.

the following weeks were uneventful. You still barely talked to the brothers and you would spend most of your time with either your group of friends or with the other exchange students. You had noticed the Avatars trying to include you more with their activities but you would declined. For months, they ignored you and for the few weeks that was left, you didn’t want to get close to them. It was hard enough to leave your friends, you didn’t want it to be harder but you could see their efforts and sometimes you would acknowledge them by actually doing something with them. For example, Satan had learned that you loved reading. He would leave books by your room that he thought could interest you so when you finished one, you would give it back to him and talked about it for a couple of hours with him. You were a bit wary of him as a lot of people told you he would get mad easily but the few times you had talked to him, he had been really nice and would listen attentively to your comments on whichever book. Asmodeus had apologised lots of times by words or by giving you skincare products he thought would be good for your type of skin. Leviathan had heard you liked video games, especially the ones he liked so he would text you to come over. You had refused at first but then you realised that was what most people had done to you your whole life and knowing how shy and introverted the otaku was, for him to be the one asking you to do something was a huge effort so you accepted and you actually had fun. The others were less obvious but if you were in a room other than your own, they would also be there either one at a time or all together. They always started the conversation and you would indulge them. They weren’t that bad now that you knew them a bit more but you didn’t want to be friends with them. They were just your housemates and you didn’t need it to be more. You were just happy, now, with how things were. There were only a few days left before you had to go back to the human realm. You were getting impatient! You couldn’t wait to go back home, to see the sunlight everyday again, to eat human world food. You were laughing and talking all day long with your friends even though your joy to leave was contagious, they were crushed that you had to leave so soon after they got to know you. You were oblivious to the sadness that had been surrounding you, from your friends, from the brothers and even from the demons whom you barely knew. They would glance at you when you walked by and they followed you with their eyes until they couldn’t see you anymore. Your shining soul, which was engraved in their minds, would be missing in their everyday life.

The day before you were to leave, your friends invited you to dinner in the nicest restaurant that existed in the Devildom. You had never been and always wanted to. You had such a nice time, the food was so delicious. They had brought some gifts, small, meaningful presents that were memories of the times spent with them then they decided to go to The Fall, for a last night out together. When you entered, everyone was looking at you as if they were waited for you and they yelled “surprise!” You laughed. You were, indeed, surprised. One of your friends pushed you on the dancefloor where everyone moved so you could walk to the center. The friend signalled to the DJ and it was your favourite song playing. You looked around and your friend grabbed your hand. You didn’t want to dance with everyone watching but she insisted so you laughed and started dancing. Everyone cheered and started dancing around you. You danced for a few songs then you went to sit down on one of the couches. Lucifer, whose stare never left you since you entered, approached you and sat down. “So… you are leaving tomorrow.” You nodded and smiled. “I guess, you can’t wait?” You turned to face him. “Yes! I miss home and human food.” You giggled. “And my family also.” He smiled. “I understand. I would be the same.” People kept coming over to talk to you but Lucifer would stare them down before they even get a chance to say a word. “I’ve heard Lord Diavolo is going to ask you to come back next year.” You laughed. “Oh no! I don’t think so!” His face soured and you didn’t understand why. “Do you want me to come back?” He nodded and looked around. “Yes, I think my brothers and I would like it if you were to come back.” You were taken aback by his confession. “Really?” He nodded again. “We realised we didn’t treat you well and we saw how well you fitted in without us. We…, well, I would like a second chance.” You looked at him to see if he was serious. After a few seconds, you looked away. “I don’t know Lucifer. I spent the first few months alone. I don’t know if I can do it again.” He grabbed your hands. “I swear you wouldn’t be. Your friends will still be there and you will have us. I promise.” You squeezed his hands. “I don’t know. I have to think about it.” He let go of your hand. “I understand. Take the time you need.” He stood up and let you alone as your friends came over to see you.

You had been in your home for a couple of weeks now. You had gone and seen your family, spent all your days outside, soaking in the sunlight, binging in human food. You were eating breakfast when there was a knock on your door. You opened it, wondering who could it be. You froze when you saw Lord Diavolo in front of you. “Good morning! I’m sorry for the impromptu visit.” You smiled and moved aside to let him in, you looked around to see if he was alone. “Barbatos is doing some errands. You have a lovely home.” You walked past him and brought him to the living room. “Please have a sit. Would you like something to drink?” You were embarrassed as you were still in your pjs but the Young Prince didn’t seem to mind. “Yes, I would love to!” So you got to your kitchen and you were running through your mind every possibility of why he was there. Once the drink was ready, you brought it to him. “There you go, I am happy to see you but why are you here?” He chuckled. “Yes, of course, you would wonder that. I didn’t have time to talk to you before you left. I was wondering if you would like to come back a second year in the Devildom?” You sat down next to him. “I-I… Lucifer told me you were going to ask me that but when you didn’t before I left I didn’t think about it and I’m not going to lie that last year was horrible.” His face saddened. “Yes, Lucifer had explained to me everything that had happened and I apologised. If I had known, I would have done something.” You shook your head. “It wasn’t your fault. They did the job you’d asked of them. They just didn’t make me feel welcome.” He grabbed your hand and squeezed it. “I know, the brothers they wanted me to show you something.” He pulled his D.D.D out and put a video on. It consisted of the brothers, each one talking to you about why you should come back. You had tears in your eyes and you were touched by their gesture. “I won’t lie, I am scared to go back, I don’t want to be alone again.” He took your chin with his fingers so you would look at him. “If that happens, I hope you’ll come and talk to me. If for one day, even an hour you feel lonely, I will make sure that they understand how they had failed me and more importantly you!” You laughed at his seriousness and his sincerity. “I will think about it.” He stood up. “That works for me. I’ll come back in a month.” He walked towards the door and you followed him. He turned around and hugged you. “But I do hope you’ll come back.” And he left without another word.

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THE END

Masterlist

[not-handsome-enough]

DICK KNUBBLER MAYE STILL BE ALIVE

Kinda

Alright before I do anything take this with a grain of salt, cause it’s probably a continuity error / can be easily explained away BUT if you all would like to hold onto some hope please just hear me out. And also it offers a question for yall.

Alright! So!

On twitter someone had asked Brendon and Gene about Murmaider III and its placement on Dethalbum IV ( which btw shoutout to Gene’s wife that was brilliant ) and Brendon had mentioned that what sets 3 apart from the other two was that it was more dreamlike, and that it was made AFTER Army of the Doomstar. Now since Brendon and Gene weren’t the ones to make the order on the Album we can’t set a timeline for the songs ( though they are set in Brutal to Dreamlike order once again shoutout to Genes wife you goddess ) we can at least say that some songs were made post Army. In fact we could also make some assumptions about what songs were made DURING army. So I’ll separate that list here.

NOTE : YALL DONT NEED TO READ THIS PART THIS IS JUST ME RUNNING WITH “ some songs were made post AOTD which ones could they be teehee “ JUST KNOW MURMAIDER AND SOS WERE AFTER KUBBLER DIED OK SORRy I’m not deleting that whole thing I like it

Songs with “ * “ are canon, the rest are personal interpretation.

DURING ARMY OF THE DOOMSTAR:

* Aortic Desecration ( the first song of salvation but obviously not )

* SOS ( song of salvation )

Gardener of Vengeance ( Nathan directly references this during the scene where he confides in the band and Knubbler that he doesn’t write songs about hope and he’s just doing what he knows. I believe he wrote and recorded this but felt it wasn’t good enough to be the song of salvation and moved on. HOWEVER the language he used could place this as post AOTD because it sounds more like a thrown out there example kinda like how he figured out SOS in the cave )

Poisoned By Food ( Again I think this is a scrapped song of salvation since besides the actual poisoning of food a lot of the imagery feels like the what the metalocalypse was described like )

BLOODBATH ( guess what another scrapped song of salvation. This one feels like a ‘you don’t scare me I’m going to confidently stop you because if I go down you go down with me’ song. Also it could be Nathan trying to reach out to Magnus since he was one of the people on his list. Also quick note I’m going song by song so I don’t know if I’ll notice if any other songs would reflect the list I just got out of work so I’m not gonna catch it all rn )

Horse of Fire ( this is tricky because lyrics like star still blazing allude to this being written before aortic desecration but also Nathan didn’t have the talk with the whale until the deadline came up in which he had to go with aortic desecration <he wouldn’t have had time to write about the fist or the hand.> But the lyrics don’t have the <we should reach out to the fans> revelation that SOS has. Maybe this was a draft for SOS but I think once Nathan figured out what SOS was meant to be it just came to him naturally. I’m not sure. HOWEVER since the doomstar is referred to as a star that is still blazing and not a portal that’s been destroyed it’s safe to say this is not post AOTD. Either way this is an important song to keep in mind if you look at this speculating )

POST ARMY OF THE DOOMSTAR:

* Murmaider III ( stated by Brendon Small in the interview. He said he feels that the boys would have written this after AOTD and based off of interviews he’s had in the past about his songwriting process it’s hard to not take this as canon so. )

DEADFACE ( I think this is post because while the song plays during the movie only Skwisgaar knew about the possession so the lyrics wouldn’t quite make sense yet. It’s a tricky placement but I can see Skwisgaar playing around with it since he does play the notes during the movie )

Mutilation on a Saturday Night ( this feels so much like a we survived so now we’re gonna party song I can’t see Nathan Skwisgaar or Pickles make an argument for this being a Song of Salvation. Also all the fucked up shit they talk about references what happened during the metalocalypse but it’s spoken in past tense like a ‘hey we fucked shit up but we fixed it so now we’re just gonna keep fucking around haha’)

I am The Beast ( simply cause I don’t see this as something Nathan would write during AOTD but the ‘ I am a beast this is my domain and when I speak you scream my name ‘ could work as a salvation line but it feels too much like a Mutilation Saturday Night ‘I can write whatever I want cause I lived and I’m not gonna hold back’ vibe )

Satellite Bleeding ( this feels like the first song they would have written and recorded after the doomstar died. Kinda like watching the sky clear up after a storm. )

Now despite me rambling on about this I would like to draw attention to what’s canon. Specifically SOS and Murmaider III. These songs came out after Knubbler died. Yet Dethalbum IV credits Knubbler for production.

Drawing your attention to how crediting in the Dethalbum works, each album has a little section for Dethklok to get musical credits and thank whoever and whatever. There’s also production credit and location credit. On ALL of the Dethalbums Knubbler is credited as producer. Cause he’s the producer makes sense yeayeyaeyah. But whenever there’s a change in location or production, there’s additional credits.

ANOTHER NOTE: I DONT HAVE THE KLOK OPERA CD I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE CREDITING SYSTEM LOOKS LIKE ON THERE but if someone happens to be selling that cd outside of eBay please let me know

Let’s look at them.

Dethalbum I ^

Shit ton of credits right, and on the other page which I didn’t take a picture of and can’t because I’m not home at the moment there’s credit to Snakes N Barrels for “Kill You” with each member listed. Take note that songs that are considered exceptions are credited differently and locations not at Mordhaus are credited.

I lied I have the other page. For those without the dethalbum cds the actual credits are usually on another page and “Kill You” got mixed in with it

Anyways

Dethalbum II

Hey Knubbies gets to thank someone this time! Anyways once again Knubbler is credited for production, but also Dethklok. Keep this in mind. Also the fact that different location credited for Murmaider II but it’s recorded at Mordhaus

Dethalbum III

Knubbler credit AND Abigail credit along with Dethklok AND once again location credit is Mordhaus and another fuckass place. Only thing that’s not really credited is Magnus with The Hammer but idk if he was like Toki and William where they play the songs but don’t really write or if he actually wrote The Hammer. I’m not a HammerHead, I’ve seen people interpret him as both, but at the end of the day idrk.

So what about Dethalbum IV

Knubbler is credited. At Deus Keep. Only Knubbler. Only at Deus Keep. “But he’s not credited as a Producer” True! If the album was released in universe it would probably be a producer credit. Especially since Brendon and Ulrich have Producer credit on the page prior. Maybe it’s because Knubbler didn’t make it to the final production stage. Or maybe he’s staying hidden undercover..

Remember earlier. He canonically was not around for two of these songs on this album. He could not have recorded OR mixed SOS or Murmaider III. Even if you don’t fully think that Murmaider III was made Post AOTD, SOS was done post Knubbler death. Hell, the song was dedicated to him by William! But there’s no separate credit for SOS.

If we went on the same basis as previous albums SOS would have been credited to that part of Norway where they traveled to that I forgot the name of and I’m not gonna look up but you get the point. Or even Dethklok would have been credited as production. I could also say something about how Murmaider III wasn’t recorded in the Mariana Trench and how the whale isn’t calling to Nathan anymore but that’s for another day. Right now though, it’s just Knubbler. Just Knubbler and Deus Keep.

Which leads to 3 possibilities.

Knubbler Lives: Knubbler survived ( the flashing things on the ground were teleporters ) and Deus Keep is rebuilt. To celebrate their survival they make Dethalbum IV but don’t release it

Knubbler Died: The band recorded the last few songs on the album at the remains of Deus Keep. Knubblers presets aren’t changed so credit remains to him. Once again not releasing it.

It’s not an album: Dethalbum IV doesn’t exist in universe. That’s why there’s no producer credit. That’s why Nathan doesn’t thank the klokateers ( he thanks the army of the doomstar which is just him thanking fans ). Dethklok recording it post AOTD is more to do with how Brendon records dethalbums than in universe writing.

I like to think that this is just an unreleased album in universe since the record label is more than likely destroyed, but it has the possibility of releasing one day if society is rebuilt to what it once was. But it really depends on if you think the album is canon to the universe. Cause there’s no Mordhaus credit on Dethalbum IV and there’s no way for SOS to have been recorded at Deus Keep and blablabla

something fun to think about tho yk?

TLDR: two songs on dethalbum IV were made after Knubbler death yet the credit doesn’t change for him in the dethalbum so there’s a chance that he recorded and mixed those songs cause he is alive and well horray

[d1xonss]

Desert Rose

Chapter 43 ~ The Honeymoon Phase

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 4

✧ Word Count : 4k

In this chapter ~ After spending a blissful night in the small cabin, officially signifying their love for each other, Daryl and Rose ultimately head back to the prison to share the news with the people they loved dearly. But that’s not all as Daryl seems to surprise her with one last thing.

The sun shining directly on my face is what rudely woke me up from the deep slumber I was embedded in, scrunching my face up in annoyance as it shone brightly over my eyes. A groan escaped my lips as I slowly peeled my eyes open to glance around the room, nearly shooting out of bed the second I didn't recognize my surroundings. But then I felt a pair of strong arms tighten around my waist and a certain feeling on my ring finger, the memories then flooding back in.

A smile stretched across my face at the events of yesterday still replaying freshly in my mind, but it slowly dropped at the thought of having to head back today. A selfish part of me never wanted this to end, just to stay out here for as long as we wanted, letting them think we went missing for however long. It didn't matter to me. I was happy.

I could hear Daryl's heavy breathing from behind me and I closed my eyes again in content, beginning to run my fingers up and down his arm, tracing soft patterns against his skin. My body instantly moved back closer to him, craving the warmth he provided as the cold air around the cabin began to hit my slightly exposed arms. I silently wished I could stay in this moment forever. But then it hit me that the memory wouldn't be as special in the end, so I decided to savor every moment instead.

Only a few minutes of silence passed, before I slowly felt the man behind me adjust his position as he woke, moving his mouth down to trail kisses over my neck.

"Goodmornin, Mrs. Dixon." he spoke sweetly, his voice thick and gravely. One of my favorite sounds in the entire world.

I hummed with a small smile, "Goodmorning, Mr. Dixon." I breathed, bringing his hand up to my lips, kissing the back of it.

He sighed happily and began kissing softly down my neck and towards my shoulder, leaving goosebumps on my skin at the ticklish feeling. I could feel him smirk as he kept going, slowly turning me around to face him, giving me a view of his gorgeous blue eyes.

He smiled and kissed the tip of my nose, "I know we ain't ever talked about you takin my name, but I think Rose Dixon has a nice ring to it, don't ya think?" he asked.

"I would be honored." I said instantly, "I like the sound of it too."

"Good." he said with a warm smile as he brought his lips down and captured mine in a kiss. I laughed softly against his lips as I kissed him back with a little more force, but then my mind seemed to wander, causing me to pull away with a groan as I flopped back down on the mattress.

He chuckled lightly, "What's wrong?"

"The thought of having to go back today is physically hurting me. I want to stay out here forever..." I said dramatically, hearing him laugh in response with a shake of his head.

"We don't gotta leave right now. Rick knows." he said.

I pulled back a little, "Rick knows?"

"Well, I kinda had to tell someone why we wouldn't be back till the next day." he said obviously.

I laughed lightly, "Yeah, good point."

"So...we can head back whenever we want." he said suggestively, moving back down to my neck and sucking lightly on my skin.

I pressed my lips together at the feeling, muffling any sounds I let out as I felt his hand gently grip my waist, "Was three times last night not good enough for you?" I teased.

"Better make it four. Just ta even it out, ya know?"

"Well, if you insist." I laughed, sitting up quickly to staddle him before attacking his lips once more.

After a few long hours passed, trying to savor up every moment we could, we were now slowly getting dressed to head back to the others. Well, I should say I was slowly getting dressed. Daryl was still lazily lying in bed, his eyes watching me carefully. Though I didn't mind at all, I even wiggled my hips a little more than usual when I was sliding my pants back on to give him more of a show.

After throwing my shirt back on over my head, I glanced back over my shoulder at him, giving him a questioning look to tell me what was on his mind. His eyes were still drooped sleepily, his hair disheveled and his head resting in one of his hands with a crooked grin plastered on his face. The sight of him was perfect, making it even harder for me to want to leave.

He shook his head lightly with a small breath, "Just...can't believe yer my wife."

I smiled warmly before walking over to his side of the bed, "Believe it baby, I'm yours." I promised, leaning in to kiss him once again.

The second I pulled away, he groaned at the loss of contact, "You dunno what ya do to me woman."

"Hm, I think I have a pretty good idea," I smirked before slowly picking up a pillow in my grasp, "Now get your lazy ass up we have to get back before they think we're dead." I said while hitting him a few times.

He laughed as his hands reached up to stop my movements, "Alright, alright! Just gimmie a second."

I nodded and kissed his forehead, turning to leave the room and explore more of the small cabin as I waited. The rest of the place was pretty trashed, but it's safe to say neither one of us minded too much as all we could really focus on last night was each other. My eyes scanned around the living room, noticing the smashed in TV and the newspapers that were sprawled out everywhere on the ground. It was hard to tell if this happened before or after the end of the world, though either way, it was still sad to think about how this was once someone's home.

I then found myself wandering into the smaller kitchen, seeing old and worn pictures hanging up on the fridge. Squinting to get a better look, I saw it was a small smiley family with a few pets surrounding them as they attempted to pose for a picture, tugging at my heartstrings the more I stared. I hoped that they were still alive and together, but knowing the cruel world we lived in, who knows what happened to them.

I moved on quickly after seeing that, stopping in my tracks when I saw a box full of jars filled with some kind of clear liquid sitting on the table. Curiosity got the better of me as I picked one up hesitantly, opening the lid and holding it under my nose to smell it. Cringing instantly as the smell hit my senses, I immediately tightened the lid back on and placed it back as I nearly gagged at how foul it was.

"Yep, that's liquor." I said to myself and scrunched my face up.

Daryl's heavy footsteps came out of the room only seconds after that, spotting me in the kitchen and laughing lightly at the look still plastered on my face, "You okay?"

"I think it's moonshine," I said as I gestured down to the box, "And it smells...loud." I smirked.

He cracked a smile and lifted his crossbow to place on his back, "Moonshine? Yeah, the stuff tastes even worse." he said before pausing for a moment, "Ya ready?" he asked, and I could hear in his voice he was just as disappointed to leave as I was.

I frowned, "Yeah, I guess." I muttered, placing my own weapons around my shoulders, "But hey, we can always come back here if we ever need another escape." I winked.

He smirked, "I'll hold you to that."

My hand stuck out towards him as I lingered by the door, wiggling my fingers until he finally placed his hand in mine. Some of the walk back home was spent in comfortable silence, while the other part was filled with random chatter as we lightly swung our intertwined hands. He began to ask how things were while he was gone, and I filled him in on the basics of what's been happening around the prison.

But to be honest there wasn't a whole lot to tell. Everything had been running pretty smoothly as the new people settled in, everyone doing their parts and contributing equally. Through there was this little shit named Jeff, but don't even get me started on that guy.

"I think m' gonna stop." he stated suddenly.

My brows furrowed as I looked up at him in confusion, "Stop what?"

"Stop lookin for The Governor. I'll let Michonne keep goin if that's what she wants, but I think m' done." he confirmed.

"Oh? What changed your mind?" I asked.

He just stared at me for a few seconds and then a small smile was brought to his face, "You." he said simply, "I miss ya darlin, and I don't wanna keep goin out there to chase a guy that isn't even there anymore."

My heart began to warm as his answer seemed so simple, yet so sincere. "That's very sweet...but you don't have to stop just for me."

"I do. I want to. It ain't worth it no more...not when yer my top priority." he said, taking my hand up to kiss it lightly as we kept moving.

I smiled stupidly as I hugged onto his arm a little bit tighter, not arguing with him further because in all honesty I wanted him to stay. I had wanted that since the beginning, but I never said anything of course because I didn't want to be the one thing standing in his way. Though now that he's said he doesn't want to anymore, I couldn't be more relieved. Having him back home instead of constantly worrying about him when he was on the road, a weight was lifted off my shoulders at just the thought.

The prison began to come into view a few moments later, feeling the nervousness in my stomach for when I would see everyone. I grew excited, wanting them to know the second I walked through the gates. I didn't know how any of them would react, but seeing the looks on their faces would be something I hoped I remembered forever.

But one thing was for certain is that Maggie would most definitely have a stroke when she found out the news. Obviously, being a woman in love, she became obsessed with talking about marriage and rings with all the women in the community. So, I knew she would sniff it out like a goddamn blood hound almost instantly.

The person on guard opened up the gates the second he recognized us, sending us a small wave as we passed, leaving us walking up towards the large building in somewhat of an anticipation. But we didn't go unnoticed for very long as Glenn seemed to spot us almost immediately. I didn't know how the hell the timing lined up so perfectly, but he was now making a beeline over to the two of us the second he caught my eye.

"Uh hey. Where the hell have you been?" he asked me with worry and confusion lacing his voice, "I've been looking for you everywhere."

My mouth opened as I attempted to find the words, but my mind suddenly went blank. Where the hell do I even start? I eventually just settled with silently sticking my left hand out to him, watching as he glanced down in utter confusion. It took him a hot second, but the second he processed everything, he closed the space between us instantly, lifting me off the ground as he pulled me into a tight hug. I couldn't help but smile as I held onto him tightly, hearing him laugh in complete disbelief as he slowly wrapped his head around all of it. Hell, I was still trying to wrap my head around all of it. 

He then gently set me down after a few short moments, clearly at a loss for words. "Oh my God this is crazy, congrats you guys." he said and made his way over to Daryl to give him a handshake which he gladly took.

"Thanks Glenn." I said gratefully, watching Daryl smile quietly in appreciation as he placed a hand on the man's shoulder.

But the whole thing seemed to create some kind of domino affect. Maggie and Beth rushed over only seconds later after they saw us in a small circle, the same worried expressions on their faces until they spotted the ring on my hand in a split second. It's almost like I predicted it or something. They both squealed as they pulled me into a group hug, leaving me laughing at their reactions as I hugged them back tightly. They both congratulated me more times than I could even count, their happiness for me nearly bringing a few tears to my eyes.

I lifted my head back up after a moment or two, seeing Hershel make his way over to see what was going on and gently pulled away from the two girls. They both quickly seemed to rush over towards Daryl after I let them go, congratulating him too whilst I made my way over toward the old man. Though before I could even get a word in, he instantly grabbed my hand and brought it up close to his face, examining the ring without saying a thing.

My eyes widened, "How did you-"

"Rick can't keep his mouth shut sometimes, I thought you knew that by now." he said, now looking back up at me.

I just laughed with a shake of my head, "I should've known." I joked.

He smiled and pulled me in for a tight hug, "Congratulations sweetheart." he whispered.

"Thank you." I whispered back, staying put like that for a moment almost as if he was scared to let me go.

Though we managed to break apart when I felt another hand on my shoulder, looking to see Rick standing there with that same knowing smile on his face. I should've known that man knew out of everybody, I just hadn't been able to connect the dots. Although, it shocked me a little to see him so happy.

He didn't waste a seconds before wrapping me in a tight hug, "I'm happy for you, Rosie." he whispered as he squeezed me tighter.

I smiled to myself at the nickname, whispering a small thank you before pulling away and looking to see the many more people very aware of our presence now. I gave a hug to Michonne who just had a small smirk on her face the whole time, telling me she probably knew about it too. I then hugged Carol as well who was just overjoyed for the both of us. It warmed my heart.

Carl was just as happy as she was, if not more, and informed me he wanted to walk me down the aisle if we ever had a real wedding. I couldn't help but smile brightly at his idea, how quickly he was willing to jump to that. Though I had to inform him that it probably wouldn't happen, but he would be my very first choice if it did, and he was more than excited to hear that. 

A lot of excited chatter filled the air, all of them wanting to hear every last detail about how it happened. Though after a little while, I could see Daryl slowly starting to get uncomfortable with all the attention pinned on him, not liking to be in the center of it. So I took it upon myself to break away from them after a few minutes, heading towards the garages with Daryl so we had a chance to decompress after everything that went down the past couple days. That, and I knew he secretly wanted to work on his bike for a bit. 

It was peaceful in the space with no one else around, watching him work as I passed him certain tools every once and a while. The silence was filled with, nice soft music playing from a small cassette player that someone found on a run recently. I didn't know what song it was, nor did I care. It was nice. Everything that happened leading up to this leaving me extremely happy.

I nodded my head along to the melody as my eyes continued to watch him work, biting my lip subconsciously. His arms flexed every once and a while when he fought with the interior, curses falling under his breath as he grew slightly frustrated. But I just sat back and watched in content, seeing this was the best honeymoon I could ever receive.

"Hey Rosie, can ya get me that small wrench from over there?" he asked, breaking the silence.

My thoughts stopped momentarily as I nodded, pretending like I wasn't just envisioning him naked as I got up from my place to head towards his metal toolbox. I searched through the many he had collected over the past few months, maneuvering them around to find what he was looking for.

I began to hum silently to myself, swaying my hips a little to the beat of the song that filled the air as I finally got my hands on the small wrench he had requested. But when I turned around to walk back, he had gotten up and was standing much closer to me than I expected, smirking down at me as he tilted his head.

"Ya like this song?" he asked smugly.

I then realized what I had been doing and I felt my cheeks heat up, my only response being a pointed look. He chuckled before stepping closer to me and took my hand, which made me grow a little confused. But then to my surprise, he twirled me around once before bringing me into a sloppy dip in his arms, causing me to laugh in delight. Though it ended just as quickly as it started, feeling him set me back down on my two feet as he attempted to reach around me to grab the tool that sat on the table.

I frowned at that and held out my hand again, "Dance with me." I said softly.

"Nah," he said quickly, "I don't dance."

I scoffed quietly, "Oh come on. Just this once, please? You can't just start something like that and not finish."

He chuckled to himself, "I've heard that one before."

I rolled my eyes at his attempted joke, gesturing with my hand for him to only come closer. He sighed to himself and stood there for a moment, having a little internal debate in his head. But once he met my eyes, I knew I got him, slowly taking my hand in his as he hesitantly brought me closer. He seemed a lot more nervous than I ever would've expected him to be.

"I...I don't know how." he confessed quietly.

My eyes softened, "It's okay," I reassured, "I'll teach you."

I watched as he bit his lip anxiously, letting out a breath before giving me a small nod to continue. I took both of his hands and placed them on my waist, while mine went up and rested onto his shoulders. We swayed softly to the music while moving in a small circle, slowly spinning around.

"See? You're dancing." I said sweetly, meeting his eyes.

He scoffed, "Ain't really the real thing."

"Baby steps." I shrugged. I then took one of his hands off my waist and held it slightly above my head, "Now just spin me around."

I scanned his eyes and almost laughed a little to myself. The man who feared nothing, who would laugh in the face of death himself, was genuinely scared to dance. He kept swallowing thickly and his hands started to shake a little, but he was still trying. His hand slowly spun me around, as if he was nervous he would somehow do it wrong, before I faced him once again. But once I moved closer to place my hands back on his shoulders, he stepped a little too far and right on my foot.

He felt me flinch and suddenly panicked, "Ah shit, m' so sorry. Are ya okay?" he asked placing his hands on the side of my face.

This time I did allow myself to laugh, placing my hands on top of his, "Yes love, I'm fine. You're worrying too much, it's okay." I assured.

He shook his head and muttered something under his breath that I didn't quite catch, but pulled me back into him again. We continued to sway together as the lyrics sang beautifully in the air. I continued to show him little things to do to switch it up a little bit, and well...let's say I'm definitely going to have a few bruises on my feet afterwards. He kept cursing every time he stepped on my feet and at one point almost walked away embarrassed that he continued to do so. But I just pulled him back and gave him the reassurance that he needed.

"Ya might need a new dance partner." he muttered at one point.

My brows furrowed, "Psh, no way. Who else would make me laugh this much while trying to learn how to dance for me?" I asked.

He couldn't seem to come up with a good enough answer, so he just nodded with a small smile. Eventually one of the songs was coming to an end and I was going to tell him we could stop, but again, he took me by surprise. He spun me slowly once more, trying not to step on me again in the process, and then dipped me back with his arms secured around me. I smiled up at him in surprise and kissed the tip of his nose, before he let me stand back up straight.

Though as he steadied me, somehow, I don't know how, he stepped on me once more and I jumped back a little again, "Ouch." I whispered.

He groaned, "Godamnit m' sorry, are ya-"

"Yes, I'm okay." I said with a small laugh, reaching out to brush the hair out of his face, "Thank you for dancing with me, honey. You actually did really well."

He scoffed, "Stepped on yer feet one too many times, don't think I did that well."

"It takes practice," I assured as my hands lingered on the sides of his face, "But seriously...thank you."

He nodded as he started to run his hands up and down my arms and looked down at me shyly, "Ya happy?" he asked.

"Very." I confirmed with a genuine smile.

He nodded before going back to his bike while I grabbed the wrench he needed, handing it over to him as I followed. We then talked quietly to each other for a while until I got the idea to read another chapter or two from the book he still had in his jacket. He reached in and handed it over to me and I instantly started to pick up from the marked page, hearing him reach over to turn off the music so he could actually listen to me as he worked.

I was focused on the words I was reading out loud, but every once and a while, I let my mind wander a bit. It shocked me to my core just how happy I was in this moment in time. If anyone would've told me that this is where I would end up in the future, genuinely content and happy for the first time in what felt like forever, I never would've believed it. Never in a million years did I expect this outcome, but at the same time I couldn't be more overjoyed at the results.

I was surrounded by an amazing community that was only growing, my family that I cared deeply about, and the love of my life that treated me better than anyone has ever treated me. He'd shown me what love truly meant and I couldn't be more grateful for that. For everything. It nearly made me sick at how much of a sucker I had become for these people, and yet, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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