#oh NOOOOO!!!! life is so unfair

[britneyshakespeare]

you know i had a lot of teenagers be annoying around me today, a couple of them were really obnoxious *to* me today... kind of day that a year and a half ago would make me cry when i got home but as i've built a tolerance for it, i'm fine wake up at 5:30 tomorrow and do it all over again 👍

[hisfavegirl]

Your Jealous Reaction To They Gym Photo On Instagram.

Pairing : Aegon Targaryen, Aemond Targaryen, Jacaerys Velaryon, Daemon Targaryen, And Rhaenyra Targaryen.

Thanks To @zaldritzosrose For Letting Me Use Your Beautiful Dividers.

Aegon.

Your eyes narrowed as you scrolled through your feed, only to see Aegon’s latest post—a gym mirror selfie, shirtless, glistening with sweat, veins prominent, and that damn cocky smirk on his face.

But what really set you off were the comments.

“Oh my god, Aegon, just one chance, please.”

“I’d let him ruin my life.”

“Why is he getting hotter? This is unfair.”

“Imagine him pinning you down after a workout.”

Your grip tightened on your phone. Your jaw clenched. He had the audacity to post this and not even tell you?!

You stormed into the living room where Aegon was casually lounging on the couch, scrolling through his phone, clearly enjoying the attention.

“So, you’re a damn fitness influencer now?” you snapped, crossing your arms.

Aegon grinned, clearly loving your reaction.

“Jealous, baby?” He stretched out lazily, flexing on purpose, his toned stomach peeking out. “Didn’t think you cared what other people said.”

You huffed, tossing your phone onto the couch beside him.

“I don’t care about them. I care about you acting like some thirst trap model while I have to deal with all these girls throwing themselves at you in the comments.”

Aegon chuckled, grabbing your waist and pulling you onto his lap before you could protest.

“Aww, is my girl mad that other people want me?” He tilted his head, eyes glinting with amusement.

You glared at him, but your hands instinctively went to his shoulders, fingers digging in slightly.

“No,” you lied. “But maybe I should post something, too. A little revenge, you know?”

His grip on your waist tightened instantly.

“Don’t even think about it,” he warned, voice dropping.

You smirked, running your fingers along his collarbone.

“Why not? You get to show off, but I can’t?”

Aegon’s jaw ticked, his smirk faltering as he gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him.

“Because,” he murmured, lips brushing against yours, “you’re mine. And I don’t want anyone else even imagining what’s only for me.”

Your stomach flipped, but you refused to let him win this easily.

“Then maybe you should start remembering that before you post gym thirst traps, hmm?”

Aegon laughed, low and deep, before flipping you onto the couch, pinning you beneath him.

“Noted, baby.” His eyes darkened as he leaned in. “Now, let’s see if I can make you forget all about those comments.”

And just like that, you lost the argument entirely.

Your Revenge To His Fan Girl? Absolutely Devastating.

The internet broke the moment Aegon’s post went live.

There it was—you, pressed against his bare chest, tangled up in his sheets, kissing him while he smirked against your lips. The photo was intimate, possessive, and undeniable proof that he was yours.

And the caption?

“Cry harder, ladies. She wins. Always.”

The fan girls lost their minds.

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!”

“NOOOOO THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING.”

“SHE WON. WE LOST. I’M DELETING MY ACCOUNT.”

“I’m happy for you, but I’m also throwing up.”

“This should have been ME.”

“BLOCKED, REPORTED, I’M LEAVING THIS FANDOM.”

“Aegon, you’re such a WHIPPED MAN.”

Some were angry, some were devastated, and some were coping through pure delusion.

“They probably broke up already. He’ll be single soon, just wait.”

“This is just PR damage control, don’t panic.”

“I just know she forced him to post this.”

Meanwhile, Aegon? Loving every second of it.

He leaned back against the headboard, scrolling through the comments with a shit-eating grin, watching the chaos unfold.

“Damn, baby, you really made them spiral, huh?” He chuckled, tossing his phone onto the nightstand before pulling you back onto his lap.

You smirked, running your fingers through his messy hair.

“Good. Let them suffer.”

Because in the end, you won—and they knew it.

Aemond.

The second Aemond’s gym photo hit Instagram, you knew it was over.

Shirtless. Sweat dripping down his abs. Veins in his arms popping. That signature cold, unreadable stare that somehow made him look dangerous and sexy at the same time.

And the comments section? A mess.

“Aemond, PLEASE just give me a chance.”

“THIS is why I have trust issues.”

“The things I would do to him… I can’t even say out loud.”

“SIR, this is a public platform.”

“My knees just gave out.”

“Does your girlfriend even appreciate you the way we do??”

Oh, that last one? That one sent you into full-on jealousy mode.

You glared at your phone, arms crossed, while Aemond casually walked into the room, towel around his neck, smirking like he already knew.

“What’s got you pouting like that?” His tone was smug, teasing.

You snapped your head up.

“Oh, I don’t know, Aemond. Maybe the entire internet drooling over you?”

He chuckled, stepping closer.

“You jealous?”

You huffed, refusing to meet his gaze.

“I should post something to remind them you’re taken.”

That made his smirk grow. Oh, he loved this.

“Go ahead,” he murmured, brushing his lips against your ear, his hands sliding around your waist. “But if you really want to remind them… I can give you something better to post.”

Oh, he was insufferable. But he was yours.

And after tonight? The internet would know it, too.

The second you posted the photo, the internet went feral.

Aemond, his head resting against your bare chest, his silver hair spilling over your skin like silk. Your face? A picture of pure bliss, eyes half-lidded, lips parted in pleasure. His arm was wrapped around your waist, possessive, claiming.

And the caption?

“Mine. Stay mad.”

Chaos. Absolute chaos.

The comment section? A war zone.

“GIRL, YOU DID NOT JUST—”

“I’m actually sick. Physically sick.”

“This is so personal, and I was not prepared.”

“WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US??”

“Not even blurring his face??? YOU WANT US TO SUFFER??”

“I can’t believe I just witnessed history. She WINS.”

“Delete this before I collapse.”

“God gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers, and I AM NOT ONE OF THEM.”

“She didn’t just take Aemond… she made sure we’d never recover.”

Twitter was in shambles.

Group chats exploded.

Fan pages crumbled.

Some tried to cope.

“At least he looks happy. I guess.”

“No, because what does she have that we don’t?”

Others? Not so much.

“BLOCKED. MUTED. REPORTED. I CAN’T.”

“AEMOND TARGARYEN YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS.”

And Aemond? He knew exactly what you were doing.

“Having fun, love?” His voice was amused as he leaned against the doorframe, watching you scroll through the chaos you caused.

You smirked, tilting your phone toward him.

“They’re losing their minds.”

Aemond just chuckled, walking over to press a slow, deliberate kiss to your lips.

“Good.”

Because at the end of the day? You won.

Jacaerys.

The moment you saw Jace’s new gym photo, your eyes narrowed.

He was standing in front of the mirror, shirtless, sweat glistening on his skin, arms flexed just enough to make it obvious. His hair was slightly damp, and that stupid, cocky smirk was plastered across his face.

And the caption?

“Morning workout. Who’s joining?”

The comments were insufferable.

“ME. PICK ME. CHOOSE ME.”

“I’ll literally pass away.”

“Sir, my heart rate just hit 200.”

“THIS IS SO DISRESPECTFUL TO US SINGLE WOMEN.”

“What are we supposed to do with this information??”

“You should be in jail, actually.”

Your jaw clenched. Oh, he thinks he’s funny.

Grabbing your phone, you stormed into the bedroom where Jace was casually lying on the bed, scrolling through his own comments with a smug grin.

“Enjoying yourself?” You asked, voice deceptively sweet.

He glanced up at you, completely unbothered.

“Immensely.”

Oh, he was so dead.

“Yeah? You like all these thirsty girls drooling over you?”

Jace chuckled, setting his phone down. “Why? You jealous?”

You huffed, crossing your arms. “You think it’s cute, don’t you?”

He had the audacity to smirk.

“I think it’s hilarious.”

The moment Jace hit post, the internet imploded.

The photo was blatantly intimate—you were perched on his lap, lips pressed to his neck, fingers tangled in his hair, while your other hand rested on his cock. Jace’s eyes were half-lidded, his smirk just barely visible, and his hand? Firmly gripping your waist.

And the caption?

“She wins. Cry about it.”

The comment section? Pure chaos.

“HELLO????? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS???”

“I DID NOT SURVIVE ALL HIS GYM PHOTOS JUST TO BE ATTACKED LIKE THIS.”

“JACE PLEASE DELETE THIS I’M BEGGING.”

“You’re telling me I woke up for THIS???”

“No bc I actually feel physically ill rn.”

“WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US?!”

“This is a HATE CRIME.”

“I am NOT okay. Like genuinely. I need a moment.”

“You know what? Blocked. Reported. Arrested.”

“THIS WAS SO UNNECESSARY???”

“Jace, be so fr right now.”

“Bro, I trusted you.”

“I can’t look at you the same way anymore.”

“You’ve RUINED my life, actually.”

Meanwhile, Jace was grinning like an absolute menace.

“Damn, baby. They’re losing their minds.”

You smirked, leaning into him.

“Good. Maybe now they’ll stop acting like they have a chance.”

Jace just chuckled, kissing you deeply, completely unfazed by the chaos.

Daemon.

You were scrolling mindlessly when his post popped up—Daemon, shirtless, drenched in sweat, veins prominent, muscles flexed just enough to make a statement. The gym lighting made him look almost unreal, and to make it worse, he had the audacity to smirk at the camera like he knew exactly what he was doing.

And the caption?

“Train like a king, rule like a god.”

The comments sent you into an instant rage.

“Sir, I am on my knees.”

“I am NOT okay. I need him carnally.”

“Daemon, I’d let you ruin my life and thank you for it.”

“HOW IS HE EVEN REAL?!”

“I suddenly feel so single it hurts.”

“I will never recover from this.”

“I want him so bad it’s SICK.”

You stared at your phone, jaw clenched, eyes burning.

“So this is what we’re doing now?”

You stormed into the living room, where Daemon was lounging on the couch, scrolling through his notifications, smirking at the thirst comments like the cocky bastard he was.

“Enjoying yourself?” you snapped, crossing your arms.

Daemon barely looked up, clearly amused.

“What, jealous?” he teased.

You snatched the phone from his hand and straddled his lap, forcing him to look at you instead.

“Delete it.”

Daemon chuckled, his hands sliding up your thighs.

“Not a chance, sweet girl. But…” He tilted his head, eyes dark with amusement. “You’re welcome to distract me.”

You huffed, already planning your revenge.

Fine. If he wanted to play this game— you’d make sure to win.

The second you hit post, chaos erupted in the comment section.

The internet broke. The photo was filthy—Daemon’s head buried between your thighs, his silver hair tangled in your fingers as you arched into him. His grip on your hips was possessive, and even though his face was mostly hidden, the implication was clear.

And the caption? Oh, you made sure to pour salt on the wound.

“Where he belongs.”

The girls lost their minds.

“WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS PAIN?!”

“I can’t even be mad… she WON.”

“DELETE THIS RIGHT NOW I CAN’T BREATHE.”

“I need a moment. A long one.”

“I HOPE YOU CHOKE.”

“She really said ‘I fear no bitch’ and proved it.”

“Daemon Targaryen, get out of there and face me like a man.”

“HOLD ON. WHERE is the UNSEE button??”

“My delusions are dead. Officially.”

Daemon, lounging beside you, smirked as he read the comments.

“You enjoy watching them suffer, don’t you?” he mused, amusement thick in his tone.

You grinned, satisfaction blooming in your chest.

“Just making sure they know.”

Daemon’s eyes darkened, fingers sliding up your thigh.

“Oh, they know.”

Rhaenyra.

You scowled at your phone, staring at Rhaenyra’s latest gym post. She was wearing a tight workout set, her toned abs on full display as she leaned against the weight rack, smirking at the camera. She looked good—annoyingly good.

But what really got under your skin? The comments.

“MOTHER IS MOTHERING.”

“She’s not even TRYING and she’s winning??”

“How does she look this good after a workout? UNFAIR.”

“Step on me.”

“Nah, she’s actually perfect.”

“Rhaenyra supremacy.”

Your jaw clenched. Why were they thirsting over her like this? You knew she was beautiful, obviously, but did they have to act like she was some goddess?

You huffed, locking your phone and tossing it onto the couch. Annoyance simmered in your chest, and you didn’t even notice Rhaenyra watching you from across the room—until she spoke.

“Jealous?” she teased, arching a brow.

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms.

“Of course not.”

Rhaenyra just smirked, walking over and tilting your chin up with her fingers.

“You know you’re still my favorite, right?” she murmured, voice dripping with amusement.

You tried to stay mad, but with the way she was looking at you? Impossible.

The moment you posted the photo, the internet exploded.

Rhaenyra’s Instagram was already a war zone of thirsty comments, but this? This was a massacre.

The picture was brutal—your hand tangled in her silver hair, her fingers gripping your jaw possessively as you both kissed, deep and hungry. The angle was perfect, showcasing how breathless and consumed you both looked, like you couldn’t get enough of each other.

And the caption? Oh, it was deadly.

“If you wanted her so bad, you should’ve tried harder.”

The fan girls lost their minds.

“NO NO NO THIS ISN’T HAPPENING”

“TELL ME THIS IS PHOTOSHOP I CAN’T BREATHE”

“YOU STOLE HER FROM US HOW COULD YOU”

“This is actually a crime.”

“She looks so happy but at what cost??? OUR SANITY???”

“I have never known peace, and I never will.”

Meanwhile, Rhaenyra? She was thriving.

She saw the meltdown in the comments and just laughed, turning her phone toward you.

“You really broke them,” she smirked.

You just grinned, leaning in to kiss her again.

“Good.”

Tag list : @danytar @hangmanscoming @julessworldd @yazzzmints @giirlinblack @searatarg @vaelry @callsignwidow @ashblooddragons

[nanamineedstherapy]

Underappreciated JJK Undercut Appreciation

How to flirt with Gojo's Undercut

Gojo Satoru x Reader

Summary: Gojo Satoru’s undercut is a work of art, & you’re only human. When you finally give in to the urge to touch it, his reaction is… well, let’s just say it’s very Gojo. Fluff, giggles, & a whole lot of smugness ensue. A/N: Listen, we have all thought about touching it. So today I let all our intrusive thoughts win so lack of self-control, & the fact that this man is too pretty for his own good are the only things on the reader's mind. Enjoy the brainrot, folks. <3

Gojo Satoru was a lot of things.

Infuriatingly smug? Yes.

Too handsome for his own good? Unfortunately, also yes.

The embodiment of every problem in your life? Absolutely.

The root cause of your headaches. The walking disaster who filled your days with cocky grins and unhinged antics. The reason you constantly questioned your own sanity.

And yet, despite all of that—or maybe because of it—he was also the love of your life.

Right now, though?

Right now, you were struggling for dear life.

Because Satoru was sitting in front of you, leaned back, exuding the kind of effortless, jaw-dropping, world-ending attractiveness that should have been illegal. And like any person of culture ovulating, you were staring— gawking, honestly—at him.

And worse? Because Satoru was an absolute menace, he caught on immediately.

"Don’t think you can hide your stare, babe," he drawled, his lips curling into a slow, knowing smirk. "I’ve caught you ogling my shoulders more times than I can count."

Your soul left your body.

Oh, Lord, nooooo.

Your eyes darted away, guiltily.

You tried—tried so hard—to play it cool, but his stupidly gorgeous face and that self-satisfied grin made it impossible.

He smirked, stretching his long, stupidly muscular arms behind his head, and good god, it was unfair how obnoxiously attractive he was.

His arms were amazing, yes, but no way were you letting his ego get any bigger.

Because you weren’t some blushing maiden.

No, you were a menace too.

"I think your undercut is more impressive," you hummed, tilting your head, eyes locked onto his hair.

And just like that, you had his full attention.

His white lashes flickered, his smirk faltering just a little as he processed your words.

"Oh?" he said, voice lower, intrigued. "So it’s my undercut that’s got you all hot and bothered?"

You hummed in confirmation, arms crossing as you drank in the sight of him, all smug and lounging like he owned the very air you breathed.

"I wanna touch it," you admitted, point-blank, unashamed.

Satoru stilled for half a second, and you swore you saw his pupils dilate.

Then, slowly, deliberately, he ran a hand through his undercut, dragging his fingers along the buzzed side before raking them through his longer, impossibly soft, white strands.

Smug. As. Hell.

"Is that so?" he murmured, closing into your space, voice dropping to a sinful, sultry whisper. "You wanna touch it, baby?"

Your fingers twitched, but you held back.

He leaned in, bending so his head was right in front of you, the scent of his cologne—a mix of expensive bergamot and something inherently Satoru—filling your senses.

"Go ahead," he coaxed, voice like pure temptation, the corner of his lips lifting. "I won’t stop you."

Carefully, so lightly, like a Victorian man witnessing an ankle for the first time, you reached out—

And giggled.

Like, full-on giggled, eyes sparkling, cheeks warm—because, holy shit.

His undercut was soft but sharp, the contrast between the buzzed sides and his longer, silken white strands too damn good.

Satoru stilled, his breath hitching at the sensation.

"Careful there, baby," he chuckled, his voice unusually low, shivering slightly under your touch. "You're acting like you’ve never touched a man’s hair before."

Your fingers traced small circles, feeling the contrast between the soft fuzz and the longer strands, utterly entranced.

"I haven’t touched yours," you murmured, all focus on him, on the way he reacted under your touch, still rubbing your fingers along the short fuzz, delighted.

He exhaled sharply, a pleased sound rumbling in his chest.

"That’s true," he hummed, tilting his head just a little, giving you more access. "But clearly, you’ve been thinking about it."

Your fingers trailed up, sinking into his silken white hair, reveling in the way he shuddered under your touch.

And then—because you had no self-control—you tugged. Gently, but enough.

Satoru groaned, head tipping forward, his hands snapping to your waist like instinct.

"Can’t blame you," he rasped, a little breathless, his forehead nearly touching yours now. "My undercut is pretty damn fine, if I do say so myself."

"It is," you agreed, honest, still entranced. Grinning as you continued playing with his hair, enjoying the way his eyes fluttered shut for just a second.

His smirk widened, endearing and cocky, but his cerulean eyes darkened slightly, locked onto you.

"You like it that much, huh?" His voice was a little rougher now, his hands skimming your waist, pulling you closer. "Can’t keep your eyes... or your hands... off me?"

You let out a soft hum, gazing deep into his eyes, challenging. "Maybe I can’t."

His lips parted, his expression shifting from smug to wrecked in under a second.

"Oh, I can see that, baby," he murmured, against your lips. "I don’t mind being the center of your attention."

And then, because you were both disasters, without warning, you closed the distance and kissed him, fingers tugging at his undercut, feeling the way he shuddered against you.

Satoru sucked in a sharp breath, but then he melted, crashing into you with all the force of a starving man.

His arms tightened around you, moving you to his lap effortlessly, pressing you against him like you were made to fit there, pulling you flush against his chest, and oh, holy hell—

His hands. His grip. The way he held you like he couldn’t bear the thought of letting go.

When you tugged at his hair again, his reaction was instant—a deep, unfiltered groan, his nails digging into your hips as he kissed you harder, hungrier, sweeter all at once.

By the time you broke apart, gasping, his forehead pressed against yours, his lips still brushing against you, Satoru was grinning like a fool.

His cerulean eyes, impossibly bright, impossibly soft, shone with pure, undiluted adoration.

"Baby," he murmured, lazy and smitten, kissing you again, softer this time, just because he could.

You hummed against his lips.

"You can touch my hair anytime, baby."

A/N: So, what’s the verdict? Is Gojo’s undercut the real MVP here, or is it his ability to make us all question our lives? Just scream at me about how unfair it is that this man isn’t real. Also, if you could touch his undercut, would you giggle like a Victorian man seeing an ankle for the first time? Be honest because I would.

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All Works Masterlist

[ruckooos]

Hello!! Could you do a gender neutral reader with a biting problem with the Black dragon boys? Or even any character you want to write for. I know it's weird but we need more weirdos who bite rep 👀

RAAHHHHHHH A FELLOW PERSON WITH BITING PROBLEMSSSS + BLACK DRAGON ASKSSSSSSS 👹👹 I'll keep it true to ur request and do the 3 men 👹 and dw worry about weird, I strive to cater to weird.

NOM NOM NOM

ERRON BLACK, KANO AND BOTH KABALS x gn!biting-reader

BIONIC AUSSIE CYCLOPS FINE SHYT

If you bite for stress reasons, I don't think he'd notice immediately

Yeah you tended to bite your finger, a pen, your thumb or whatever, but he didn't really pay much mind to it. You were functioning and not much was out of the blue, since it seemed so normal, but the more you two get closer and more personal, I feel he'd notice it more than a sore thumb (ba dum tss) (sorry)

It started small. Your finger. Ok, he's done it before and knows people who does it from time to time.

Then it moved to other objects. Strange, he started to think, but oh well, it didn't seem that big of an issue.

Then he started to notice that every single interaction between the two of you included you nibbling or biting on something! *gasp*

He's not gonna lie, he found it a bit bizarre at first. Why would you be putting things in your mouth, and biting on them? (YOU CANT TALK ABOUT HYGIENE, AUSSIE MAN, YOU PISS EVERYWHERE)

Kano'd confront you about it casually, maybe you two are walking together, or you're talking across from each other just hanging out. The moment he sees you bite on something that isn't food, he'd go: "Why do you do that, toots?" He'd gesture to your mouth, "I ain't judgin', but why you leavin' marks all over the place?"

You'd then have to explain to him that sometimes your mind gets too overwhelmed, and moving the pressure onto the jaw takes away the pressure in the head. He starts to get it then.

Would 100% buy you fidget toys just so that you don't train yourself to bite things to deal with stress. Fidget spinners, yoyos, puzzles, music and all the like that can combat or even distract you from your struggles, he's buying it without a second thought.

And, come on, look at this mannnnnnnnnnn. LOOK AT THIS BEAR. Kano would urge you to tell you why you're stressed in the first place. If it's grades (if you're in college), if it's incompetent workers or unfair shifts in your job, or if it's just the weight and speed of life caving in on you --Kano's your guy.

"Come onnnn, love... You know me, you know what I do, I can help you easily! Now what's got you all wrapped in a bunch, hm?"

If Kano saw you starting to bite more often, he'd swiftly go over to you and soothe you. "It's alright, love, it will allll be alright. Don't sweat it, let me help you..." He'd whisper into your ear, resting your head on his shoulder as he rubbed your arms, gently pushing away whatever it was you were biting.

BUT IF YOU BITE JUST SUBCONSCIOUSLY (like me fr 🙏) Then it's a whole other thing.

I'd love to imagine that he buys you silicone chew necklaces (i want one ughhhhhhhrfwdiawdiuashdi) in all colors and sizes and scents if you want variation.

I feel like it would be a bit harder for him to deal with/figure out because it doesn't stem from anything, you just do it.

If he sees you start to lift something to your mouth to bite on it, he'd swiftly go over to you, (lovingly) slap it away from your teeth and just put the necklace in your mouth.

"Ah ah ah! Nooooo don't bite your pen, use your necklace!"

If your biting tendencies translate to love bites, then it's a whole 180. He doesn't like it.

...

OR DOES HE- *gets shot*

So you wanna nom nom on a mass murderer and omnicidal sadist? Love that for you.

Let us first address the elephant, no, the WHALE in the room that is Kano's arms. It's free game right there

We ALL see it, you can't deny the guns on that man. Untapped territory goes wild.

Imagine you two are just hugging normally on the couch, arms intertwined with one another, taking in each other's scent, totally immersed in relaxation

AWWW SO CUTE AND ROMANTIC. anyways you open your eyes and put your head on his chest, but your eyes immediately flock to the absolute wall that is his bicep

THE TATTOOS ON THIS MAN. Like wisps. Like sirens, beckoning you into the sea. You adjust your head closer and he thinks not much of it, until he's met with a small but tight nibble.

"OY WHAT IN THE FUCK" He'd exclaim, jolting from yall's romance, (which he so rudely interrupted with his outburst 🙄). He looks at you and sees your teeth on his arm, just kinda lying down there and looking up at him like nothing was wrong.

"Hmph," he'd grunt, "Well excuse me but I'd appreciate it if you took my fuckin' arm out yer damn mouth"

You'd sigh in disappointment, going back to lie down against his chest, holding his hands, which he obliges to

big mistake

just a few seconds later your biting on the length of his fingers, not deeply, but just nibbling.

"Why are ye doing this? I don't get it. Don't bite me..." He'd snap, but not angrily, more of stunned and confused.

For the first few times you'd do it, he's convinced he doesn't like it. But a small kindle in him, like an intrusive thought, keeps questioning and interrogating.

"Are ye sure you don't like it? Aww you just don' wanna get flustered in front of them!"

He'd scoff these thoughts away, and you'd assume that it was a hard no on love bites. Until...

You notice that he's purposefully wearing things without sleeves whenever you're nearby. You also realize that he starts to angle his body in a way where his biceps are right in front of your face; and not to mention the fact that he stops wearing gloves whenever you're holding his hand. He'd put his hands on your cheek, or moving hair away from your face, his fingers veryyyyy conviniently grazing past your lips.

Hmmmm... food for thought.

One day, you'd eventually just shrug and take your chances.

You held his hand, brought up his finger and nibbled on it, making sure your teeth were tucked behind your lips. He didn't stop you, he didn't even pay attention to it.

The bones in his fingers were straight, not limp, almost as if he was offering his fingers for your biting pleasures.

Hmmmm...

mercenary country bumpkin hot guy

If you're stressed about something and you start to bring your thumb/pointer/middle finger/ring finger/pinky/hand/boot up to your mouth to bite, this man IMMEDIATELY sees it

Come on. He canonically shoots buzzards without looking AND is an assasin, this dude's eyes and intellect are unmatched.

This man's keen vision has already figured out that you're stressed, what you're stressed about, how the stress manifests, and can tell WHEN you're stressed (before you even say or do anything)

"Hold it right there, mister/missy/sugar." He'd interrupt before anything can enter your mouth, "take that ___ away from your goddamn mouth"

It can sound like he's mad, but he's really not :3 He either sounds horny or ptfo with everything with no in between, so don't feel even more stressed that he's mad with you.

He just doesn't want you to form that addiction/foster that problem. aww so sweet (i wanna bite him)

Since he now knows that you get stressed and they can have detrimental(?) effects on the physical, he knows to balance out his resting bitch face and show you he cares.

For example, his boyfriend senses goes off roughly 10 minutes before your next bite, and thus goes over to you, no matter how far away you are from him, and give you a candy before you can even lift your hand

How in the jawbreaking fuck does he do it? You have no clue. He must've gotten some imaginary hold on invisible CCTVs from the future to be able to figure out your mannerisms with SUCH ACCURACY.

I can just imagine you just sitting down on the bench, drained from rushing impulsive thoughts of your struggles, just on the verge of a breakdown. You bring up your hand to bite on your thumb, when out of nowhere a gloved hand gives you an already unwrapped lollipop (I say already unwrapped cuz ngl those chupa chups be hard asf to open).

You look up at your man to just see him towering over you, guns on his back, and giving you a strawberry caramel flavored lollipop.

"How did yo-" "I'm your man, I always know."

Once he sees you put it in your mouth, then he gives you a quick kiss on the forehead and cheek, then turns to leave.

You have to respect the grind and punctuality of murderous Mr. Cotton Eye Joe over here; he's got you covered beyond realms.

But if you're neurodivergent or you're just hyperactive, then this man is on DOUBLE watch.

Before he leaves you alone, he's arming you with lollipops, gum, chips, and a (loving) death glare to not bite. Ofc he also gives you water and an apple cuz he values ur health <3

Tbh he's only giving you "junk" because he doesn't know any other finger foods that aren't, until he stumbles upon that one dark fact tiktoks (we all know those infest his fyp) that says the teeth can easily bite through your finger like it can a carrot.

computing... computing... computing... COMPUTED

You kiss each other the next day, and he hands something to you, a tupperware.

Huh, that's strange. you think to yourself. Candy doesn't come in tupperware!

Well isn't that a nobel peace prize in the distance, dumbass (lovingly <3) IT ISNT CANDY

You open that motherfucker up to see... I kid you not... Sliced carrots, sauteed with soy sauce.

*collapses on the floor* (this is just self indulgence for my asian ass)

Just as a cherry on top, they're all sliced to be approximately the same size as the finger you bite the most. so...

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Why does he take it so seriously?

If you ask him that, he would honestly be insulted, offended and disrespected, he'd look mad (take a wild guess. He isn't).

I mean I CAN'T BLAME HIM. Let's take a look at you: talented, gorgeous, etheral, kind, loving, the lohl, perfect. You biting on yourself or something harms your teeth structure in jaw, which if we were to translate to Erron Blackese: You're harming yourself.

That just won't do because thou shalt not desecrate the thing he adores the most in the world, so boom that's why he gaf.

Now now now, dear people, if this were to be in love bites. This man will volunteer.

Since this man is a trad simp, that means he is willing to do whatever so that you don't hurt yourself (or what he thinks that is in his translations 😒...)

So if you were to just be cuddling and loving on the couch, cozy as shit and just snuggling like birds. He'd just be lying down, half asleep and half trying to enjoy the time he has with you, when all of a sudden... *nom nom nom*

Since this mf deals with guns and whatnot, i'm gonna take an educated guess and say that it's kinda numb on his arms (yknow from all the shakin). And along with the fact you were hiding your teeth behind your lips, I don't think he'd notice it that much.

In his head, he was way stronger and much more capable to deal with the "effects" of bites than you were (wowwwww ok ic how it is ERRON), he just shrugged and let you do it.

"Yeah, sure, fine, whatever. As long as it ain't on you, bite as much as you want, I don't give a rat's ass..."

Like Kano, you'd find him offering you his hands more to nibble on. He finds it ticklish.

I LOVE THIS MAN YOOOOOOO

SPEEDY MCGEE

AHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHH

SPEEDY MCGEE MY MANNNN MY HOMIEEEEE

Since he's *ahem ahem* more youthful, than the two other idiots (lovingly), he'd go about this much more understandingly.

The first time he sees you bite something, he just thinks you're bored. He sees it as your beige flag and doesn't think that much of it. But he does take a mental note of it.

Once he starts to notice you biting objects way more often than you should, he starts to get weirded out. Not weirded out at you, but like there was an enigmatic undertone that he could not put his finger on.

I'd think he's a bit awkward I the first few times of realization to ask you about it (bbg 🙏🙏🙏), but he is actually worried about why you do it.

100% went on Google about reasons why you might bite things, and ends up discovering Pica disorder. Needless to say, he got frantic about it, and the next day you don't find any paper clips, coins, loose metal or any small, sharp things

If you just so happened to need one of these things, when you go up to him and ask if he has any, he would probably be running whole MARATHONS internally, thinking you were gonna eat them.

When you two are just hanging out like the lovers you two are (love that), he lets his guard down.

Big. Mistake. Speedster.

Lets say you two were having coffee in your shared home (or his apartment if u don't live together). You both are sitting next to each other on the coffee table, holding hands and shit.

You lay your head on his shoulder, just being all comfy and stuff, holding your hand close to your chest to feel warmth. Your mind kinda drifts away like a log in a current, and you start randomly daydreaming of things that could go wrong (same)

You start thinking about your job, your future, your Hobbies, your home, or your life, getting wrapped up in your paranoia that you partly lose consciousness of your jaw

"Uhm... excuse me, do you...mind?" You hear the voice of Fast Fine Shyt™️ snap you back to reality. You look down and see that you were just biting on the tip of his two fingers, his hand held down by both of yours. You look up at him to see a horrified look, drizzled with fear on the poor man's face.

My mans thought you were a Tarkatan anomaly, and he didn't know whether or not to square up or freeze and hope you don't take chomp. He chose the latter.

I can't blame him. The way you were holding his hand like a snack handle genuinely looked like you were gonna bite his hands off. You weren't a sloppy biter though, it was more of weird than dirty.

"Oh my god oh my god I'm I'm sorry!!" You blurt out apologies rubbing his hand and setting it down. He chuckles, not responding, but the way his laugh trails off makes you think he was just relieved you didn't bite off his hand.

After that day, he monitored you 24/7. He'd spy on you from a corner, scrutinizing your every move, trying to guess what you'd do next. When you're holding big things like plates, books, your phone etc., he doesn't do anything.

But the moment he sees you hold something smaller and thinner, he speeds over, yanking it from your hand.

Doesn't fucking matter what it is 💀 you could be stirring your drink with a teaspoon and he'd run over, grabbing the teaspoon from you and stirring it, handing your drink back to you with peering eyes, confiscating the spoon.

You could be WRITING SOMETHING DOWN in a notepad and he'd rush over, grabbing the pen.

"This is a bit too much, don't you think?"

"Shut up. Here, tell me what you were gonna write, I'll do it for you."

Ironically, you're more weirded out about the situation than he is.

Since you're a legend who stands up for themselves, you decide to inquire about why he's acting weird one day.

The moment you ask why he's acting strange, he'd freeze for what feels like an hour, before exploding with worry about you eating screws and getting hurt. Not to mention how he's concerned you're gonna become a cannibal (you don't know it, but the coffee table incident wasn't the only time you were biting him)

You just kinda look at him funny🧍‍♂️

And then it clicks.

"Ohhhhhhh the biting!". "YES THE BITING". "Oh! I just do it when I get stressed.". "..."

KABAL YOU DOOFUS JUST ASKKKKKK

Anyways, he's way more relaxed than before, but still 100% cuz WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE THIS STRESSED ALL THE TIME?!?!?!?

If you're stressed about something, oh prepare to have this therapist swooping right by your side.

If you're paralyzed with swarming thoughts, brain flicked off, the only thing moving is your hand for you to bite on, this man notices.

"Heyy... heyy..." he'd say, gently, "Are you okay, darling? What's wrong?"

This man is sensitive and emotional, he ain't afraid to get down on his knees to show you he cares. If you're like me and you feel like your stress is too much to be other people's problems, he'd laugh in your face (lovingly)

"Darling..." He'd smile at you, holding you close, "I kill people. Nothing you can say will faze or even be an inconvenience in the slightest to me! And if it is... well, I'd be damned rather than let my baby go through that alone."

(SORRY BUT THE THOUGHT OF HIM SAYING "Darling, I kill people :)" IS FMUUUUU)

Is prepared to hold you close and not let go until you tell him what's wrong. If you tell him you're fine and you truly don't need to talk, he'd allow you to go on with your day, but he'd make it clear as Norwegian water that you can always go to him no matter what.

But if you do talk to him and open up about it, his playful jocose attitude will wither away; only kind and understanding Kabal is left.

No matter how miniscule or serious; no matter how short or complicated, he will listen, not once showing signs of losing interest or focus. Bro is locked in for his love

Once you're done, he'd continue to dissect your problem with you until both you and him understand how you feel. He'd then go on to explain why he doesn't want you to bite things, and how he thinks it's harmful to not verbalize your struggles, no matter how insignificant it may seem.

This heart to heart between the two of you honestly tanked the rate of your bites. You'd find yourself going to him more and more frequently, relying less on letting your thoughts linger negatively, and starting to go to people who loved and cared for you.

He's overjoyed, to say the least.

But if you're an ADHD person, then he's got just the thing.

lets be real with ourselves here. He has it too.

If you're just hyperactive and you need that constant stimulus to just feel something, then his master plan is to distract you.

Oh, what's that? You were gonna bite your finger? Nope! He grabbed both of your hands and forced you to dance with him, making sure to be extra left-footed to make you laugh and forget to bite at all.

I'm a firm believer that he would now offer his hand (or his arm if he's feeling frisky) to use as a replacement. Literally gnaw on them all you want, as long as it isn't you you're biting, he's fine with it.

Were you gonna bite something else? He'd stop you dead in your tracks and ask you a profound and useless question, just to interrupt your train of attention.

You're listening to music, just vibing to the sounds of the bass, completely immersed in the instruments and this figure you were doodling for fun.

Oh what if this was a dog? one two three four, star shapes, angelic connections, train stations in Paraguay... uhhhhhh... should I become a hyperpolyglot? I should make a list. Yeah... I'll make a list. You set your pen on paper, making a haphazard list of random languages you thought were cool, until you reached a dead end. I should learn 15 languages, but I only have 12... three more... three more... hmm...

You bring up your pen to your teeth.

"HEY Y/N!" The charismatic, loving voice called out. You turned your head to Kabal.

"If the show is called Alvin and the Chipmunks, does that mean Alvin isn't a chipmunk himself?"

"I---" You stammer, your brain trying to come up with a solution only for an even weirder one to reform into a question.

Kabal chuckles, walking over to you and giving you a kiss on the forehead, nose, and lips, holding your hands.

"Don't worry about it." He then leaves. Huh... random

Oh! Arabic! That's a good language... You suddenly remember your train of thought.

You turn back to your paper to write it down, but...

"Where the fuck did my pen go?!"

Cue Kabal snickering on the other side of the room.

AUTHORS NOTES:

AND SCENNEEE. gosh i had sm fun writing this shit 😭😭😭 I especially had the most fun with Erron cuz that was hilarious. I'm so creativeeeeeee. Hope u enjoyed it anon. You better enjoy it cuz i procrastinated my 3 literature essays for you 🙄 (it's 100% my fault) love you all <333 I also i know i shouldnt rant i know i know, but i do lowk wanna say that I have this huge issue with my ADHD that makes me put trinkets in my mouth and just nibble. No matter what it is i just wanna bite it, that's why I have a scar on the side of my pointer 😭 SORRY FOR RANTING OK OK IM DONE HOPE U ENJOY

[jils-things]

i keep saying this but im being so brave right now but umm norto.n/irene .... lore... i thinkies... hid it because its lengthy and im embarry (not proofread im just brain dumping)

irene is an upper class woman - she was once a poor orphan but she was adopted by a rich family who couldn't bear a child so they took her under their wing instead ... even if shes already well adjusted to the rich and prestigious lifestyle, part of her still has no forgotten the old poor life she once bad. she always sympathizes the lower class who struggles everyday. she's very lucky to be where she is but... even to this day she struggles to be just like the real bloodline of constantines (family name). she's unfortunately in an arranged marriage with someone she doesn't know and wished it could've been different - which causes her to be out of the house and that's where she would always pass by, him.

and so there's no.rton - he's struggling, he's living in poverty, trying to find luck by following his father's footsteps and making ends meet. in a way, no.rton is also just like her, an orphan - but the only part was that she never got to experience the true hell of living by dirt. he wanted a better life, so he worked earnestly and diligently. he was praised by the employers and mocked by the coworkers. its hard to keep a positive working attitude with so many things being thrown at his direction.... but even still, he was trying his best to be kind and generous. the rich people makes him sick to his stomach. how selfish they are to not care of the people on the streets like him? it's unfair ... he believed every rich person was a scum

though his mind would change later when irene comes through and demonstrates the unthinkable - generosity, from the rich scums no less he'd say - but perhaps it felt wrong to call her one even if she was part of the upper class. she would always find a way to secretly drop a loaf of freshly cooked bread and coins on his station while trying her best to go unnoticed. tho he would catch on to her not so sneaky escapes trying to be charitable... i think at one point he'd confront her (which initially freaked her) but he's actually really nice... and thankful. very thankful

i think an interesting bit is when nor.ton's asshole coworkers would notice them being chummy (with a rich person no less!?!?) with each other (and uh oh it feels a bit slash rom here 😡) and they would try accuse him of slacking off to the superiors which again brings no.rton down and just. makes everything worse for him but irene tries her best to comfort him and promises him that all his efforts are real and genuine because she's seen them (and to prove her point, she doesn't hand out her kindness to his co-workers)... and tbh i think it would be funny the coworkers tried to look cool in front of her but shes like aha nooooo nope

no.rton has started to like tea ever since she made him drink her favorite flavors. he mostly liked the tea because it reminds him of her, aka the times where he's actually feeling okay.

i imagine a lot of hurt comfort going on with these two especially post explosion and his explosion scars would probably make him think he's too unsafe and dangerous for her and fears she'd see him like this... but she still cares. she still cares a lot for him. no.rton would also notice the ring she wears and irene has actually lied about being engaged (played it off as an accessory) because she didn't want him to change the way he acted just because she would be considered taken. she doesnt even know who shes marrying and yet the poor miner has her whole attention....

[the-paris-of-people]

Hi Grace!! What did you think of S4?

OMFG EVELYN I LOVE YOU SO MUCH HELLO I AM SO EXCITED TO TALK ABOUT S4!!!

So *claps hands* here's the thing. I loved s4 and it had some incredibly special moments and conversations that I think are so important in media. Here is an exhaustive list of storylines/moments I loved, in no particular order: Fabiola saying fuck it to the Ivies and going to an HBCU, all the model UN conflicts and Devi and her friends handled them, the model UN in general I loved this season, Devi having a little bit of fun with Ethan, Devi and Paxton finally closing the door, Paxton finally letting go of high school and figuring out the best career path for him, Ms. Thompson being beautiful stunning and amazing, Trent proposing to Eleanor in the worst possible way, Devi realizing that she might burn out in college and she and Ben comforting each other, Nirmala serving sassy line after sassy line, Dr. Ryan admiring how far she had made in her progress and Devi leaping across the room to hug her, Nalini telling Devi that it wasn't that she didn't believe in her, it was just that she knew life was unfair because of her experience immigrating to the U.S., Devi saying "Sorry you came to America for nothing" when Devi didn't get into college, Devi's college essay about her Dad, Devi's connection to Princeton BECAUSE of her Dad, Devi screaming you're not real to the imagined figure of her Dad and Nalini coming in and comforting her, Nirmala telling Nalini that she was lashing out at Devi because she didn't want her to leave, the final Nalini/Devi scene, Kamala's storyline about being afraid to be away from her family, Devi's final prayer scene, Eleanor realizing she didn't want to be like her deadbeat mom (fuck Joyce) and going to prom with her girls!, Ben and Devi in the final episode!

Now here are what I had issues with:

The BIGGEST issue I had with this season was with Ben and Devi's storyline. It felt like stalling to me. No, it was stalling to me. Because basically the writers said, oh, okay Devi is ready to go and is In Love with Ben and want to be with him. They should have just gotten them together because at that point, Ben had admitted he didn't want Devi to go and confessed to her that he liked her at Paxton's graduation, but nooooo they added all this stupid conflict on Ben's end that made absolutely no sense. I would have been FINE if they had touched on Ben being afraid to be hurt by Devi again, because he cheated on her in the past, etc. etc. Or at least explained why he said what he did in the parking lot, why he chose to stop talking to her, etc. But nope! They just moved past it, no explanation.... okay??? Then what was the point of that? And where did the "insecure and too competitive" comment even come from? It made no sense. And I maintain it was a dick move to ignore her after they slept together, I don't care about the intent, I care about the impact, and it was an awful thing to do to Devi.

I really liked the scenes they had of Ben and Devi together, but there weren't enough of them. And they were all scenes of them being so sincere, and in my opinion, there wasn't enough hyper-specific Ben and Devi banter/snark. Everything between them was very sweet, which I somewhat enjoyed, but it was missing that special Ben and Devi sauce. I feel like the entire season was riding on knowledge of their dynamic from previous seasons, rather than their actual conversations/interactions in the present. They never really spoke about their issues, and all their conversations were just them supporting each other. Again, fine, but like I was craving more complexity I guess?

My last gripe with D/B people are going to come for me but while I loved them in the final episode, and I love the Mindy Kaling style of rom coms, their love confession felt a little generic to me and I felt like I had seen it watching other Mindy Kaling shows. Again, I wish there was more hyper-specificity, like saying I love you in their graduation speech shading each other, or going on their Cheesecake Factory date, or going to Malibu for some reason. I love they broke back the model UN sign, for instance. I did love that they rode the scooter to Ben's house, and people paralleled it with Mohan and Nalini, but I didn't really understand the significance of the scooter other than that? This is me being extra picky just because the show is so good because Maitreyi and Jaren's acting was stunning in the entire episode.

I didn't like Margot. She was mean to Devi, and to Ben, and I would have been fine if they cut her out.

Andres was cute and I was happy Nalini was happy but he underwhelmed me, especially because I loved Dr. Jackson.

Aneesa served in every scene she was in, but there wasn't enough of her. There also wasn't enough of Trent! And I think of Eleanor as one of the funniest characters, but honestly she didn't really have many funny lines this season?? Fabiola cracked me up though.

Also the outfits didn't really hit for me this season? Every single one of Devi's outfits ate in s2 and s3 but I was underwhelmed in season 4 with them. Again, I'm being PICKY.

Overall, I really enjoyed the season and it was really emotional for me. But idk for some reason I feel like it kind of had this forgettable quality to me and I am not sure why. It could be because I didn't get everything I wanted (particularly from Ben and Devi). I honestly would have been fine if season 3 was the last one because I thought it was PERFECT and s4 ruined that image of perfection for me. Still, there was so much that I love and the series and characters will always have a special place in my heart.

[nflstreetsanimereviews]

The Great Cleric Vol. 1 Review

Welcome to my latest edition of ‘Reading Isekai Light Novels’ – today’s edition is for Seija Musou Salaryman Isekai de Ikinokoru Tame ni Aymu Michi, known in English as The Great Cleric. The Great Cleric is due to have an anime adaptation air this summer. I know, another isekai anime, woo…anyways, there’s no reason the judge a book based on its cover. I mean, The Great Cleric’s cover is pretty good by light novel standards, but illustrations rank pretty low when it comes to what makes a light novel good. ‘Isekai’, while often garbage, doesn’t have to be garbage. The same can be said for light novels in general.

The Great Cleric’s main character, whose name on Earth is unknown, is known as Luciel in Galdardia. He’s isekaied to Galdardia after being shot and killed in Japan. Imagine being killed by a firearm in Japan! Talk about horrible luck! Even worse, Luciel, a salaryman back on Earth, was just about to get promoted! His death is seen as so unfair, the powers that be reincarnate him in Galdardia, a magical world that resembles one from an RPG. Luciel is spawned in this new world with close to zero information about its society and how it functions.

Luciel, with decades of experience in real life in the business world, decides to become a healer, since his goal in this new world is to ‘die of old age’, and because being a healer sounds like a safe job. What Luciel didn’t account for is that the reputation of healers in Galdardia is at rock bottom. Healers in Galdardia are known for their sky-high rates, which many adventurers can’t afford. Those who can pay can. Those who can’t pay don’t get healed, or are sold into slavery as repayment. In short, the most prominent healers have decided to maximize their profit margin, charge extortionary rates, and use social control in order to maintain the status quo. Good thing that only happens in fantasy worlds…well and in America too.

Unknowingly, Luciel throws a wrench into the Healing Cartel by being isekaied. Along with joining the Healer’s Guild AND the Adventurer’s Guild, he decides to start training under the tutelage of Guildmaster Brod. Brod’s training makes boot camp look like recess, but Luciel is up to the task and ready to receive daily ass-kickings. He’s doing what it takes to not get killed in this world–something he couldn’t prevent in the other world. Also, it helps when you’re able to track your progress numerically (remember, this is an RPG world). Brod, seeing what potential Luciel has, gives him a residence at the Adventurer’s Guild. For only one silver, Luciel will heal your wounds–sure beats paying thirty gold for the same treatment. Luciel’s cheap healing and non-discriminatory practices make him a favorite within the guild’s quarters. 

Unfortunately, the analysis of the internal healer-adventurer struggle is only at a surface level. I can’t deny, it’s certainly interesting–but it takes a backseat to the development of Luciel. I understand why, since Luciel is the main character and all, but I can’t help to find the guild dynamics to be more luring than reading about Luciel’s months-long grindfest. 

If I had to pick one thing from The Great Cleric that turned me off the most, it would be how predictable most scenes went. Luciel spends most of this volume training under Brod, which doesn’t sound bad at first–but considering each day goes about the same, it does get tiring at a point. Each day Luciel:

Gets the shit kicked out of him by Brod

Drinks ‘Substance X’, which is a grotesque concoction that’s supposed to give you a skill buff

Has a conversation or two with the ‘beastwoman’ clerks and has the same thought every time (“oh nooooo people are staring daggers at me for talking to two beautiful women for what’s probably the 400th day in a row, hope I don’t get my ass kicked!”)

The first point actually isn’t bad, considering it’s the only action that really happens in this volume. Slapstick will never be boring to me. Repetitive, but not to a point where it gets grating.

‘Substance X’, an unknown drink made by ‘The Sage of Time’, is supposed to ‘help ya grow’. Well, thankfully it does! Having the ‘Access Mastory’ skill, Luciel can see that Substance X does actually give you buffs! The only downside is that the smell and taste of Substance X is putrid–and The Great Cleric makes sure you know that every time Luciel takes a swig of it. You’d think the surprise of Luciel being able to drink what apparently is too revolting for any other person would die down after the first year of him being there, but nope. Oh well. I’m being a bit nitpicky here, but I didn’t really care to read what’s pretty much the same conversation several times.

The last point is what drove me up the wall about The Great Cleric. Luciel, despite mentally being middle-aged, has the same temperament about talking to pretty women that timid teenage boys have. Perhaps he was one at some point, but he’s a grown-up now and should know better. This is a bit of conjecture since we don’t know how our MC talked to women back on Earth. For all we know, he could be a virgin that’s never had a girlfriend! Who has time for women when you’re a salaryman? Either way, the fear that Luciel has is largely unfound. Those who ‘discriminate’ against Luciel do due to the assumption that he’s the standard money-grubbing healer that discriminates against beastpeople, something completely understandable given the reputation healers have.

All together, Luciel has pretty much recreated his salaryman job in another world. Yes, healing those for cheap is way more virtuous than being a cog in a corporate machine, but ostensibly it’s the same structure. Considering Luciel’s goal in this new world is to die of old age, this isn’t a bad deal for him. Does sticking to this routine for months on end make for good entertainment? Well, it’s a mixed bag–altogether it makes it hard for me not to give The Great Cleric the moniker ‘The Mid Cleric’, but it would be dishonest to say that it’s bad. 

The Great Cleric does have the potential to be one of the isekai series to stand out from the rest–you know, like Re;Zero and Konosuba. It’s hard to see since this volume was little more than an introduction to the series, but there are genuinely some interesting parts about this series that I hope the author expands on. I have a feeling it will, since by the end of this novel, Luciel’s existence is such a thorn in the side of other healers that some attempt to get him assassinated. Luciel is pretty much a walking Urgent Care–he’s apparently the only healer that sees healing as a virtue and not as a cushy job. Again, parallels could be drawn to the American healthcare system, but that’s a whole other conversation that’s way more complicated than the way healers screw over adventurers in Galdardia.

Most of the things I complained about above (the last two points in particular) should resolve themselves as the series progresses. This volume was Luciel’s grinding time–of course reading about someone grinding isn’t that fun. It’s rarely fun to grind in games! With a change in location, Luciel’s daily routine should be shaken-up. Well, I say should. There’s always a chance that Luciel finds another Brod to train under, continues his daily routine of gulping several cups of Substance X, and continues to be frightened when attractive women talk to him. Being a light novel, I wouldn’t be surprised!

The Great Cleric does have the potential to be a good series, but I personally would wait until the anime airs to consume it. I’ve been betrayed by light novels before, so there’s no telling if the quality of the series plummets after this volume or if it actually progresses in a fashion that is engrossing. The anime will clear that up for us. Personally, I’d like to see Galdardia’s society to be expanded on. We get a nibble of it in this volume, but with Luciel being cooped up in the Adventurer’s Guild for about 90% of this volume, we’ve only explored a tiny sliver of this magical world. As I said above, this should sort itself out as the story progresses, but I’d wait until it’s animated.

60/100

[swordduels]

Who was the brat again?

Circe found her new host to be very brave and capable. Borrowing his wings to fly made travel easier and his sight was perfect to find her prey. She adored how quiet he moved before grabbing things with his sharp claws. The perfect hunter for this mission while her allies distracted Regulus. Everyone had fought so bravely for her sake. It was heartbreaking to know they were killed without a chance to fight back. An unfair match between a man with destructive powers and common birds. In reality this was a battle between two prideful minds. It was now a game of hide and seek with the rules constantly changing.

A violation indeed.

He had violated her by taking her heart, forced her body back and connected them. Anything she did against him would hit her back. Now it was time to take back the control. To sever her bond with him. She was crushing his precious pride by forcing him to take all of the curse to himself. It was a hard struggle to remain in her host while doing so. Slipping up even for a moment and she would either be pushed out of her host or she would fall under the curse. What that meant was unclear since she was residing in a different body from her own. Would her host turn into a pig or her own body? Circe quickly pushed away the thought while focusing her energy to not fall for the curse.

"Great sword of curses. I ask for your help in my time of need. I am connected to a man who took my heart for his own gain. I cast a curse upon him to become a pig and I risk to follow his fate. Help me break this curse but only for myself. Guard me. I shall give you glory and battles if you follow my wish."

How lovely it sung. It was warm and cold. Sharing its memories. She was patiently waiting for the responce while time seemed to hold still yet rushing faster. There was so much power inside it. An overwhelming surge of energy.

"I'll do everything you want."

It was a dangerous thing to say but desperation had a way to push people towards foolish decisions. She once again gambled with her own life to cheat. If Circe ever saw a loophole she would take it, for better or for worse.

"Granted."

Was this it? She waited for it to speak again but instead there was an overwhelming amount of energy that seemed to surround her spirit. It burned. Oh Gods it burned. What was this?

"Your body is gone."

What?

NO.

NO.

NOOOOO.

---

The owl held still but stared at Regulus with an intense stare, ready to either fly off or use his beak for defense. Standing so close to the ground made him tense up. She had promised him a reward and he was doing his part to protect Circe. Though he knew very little of this golden eyed stranger or why this heavy thing was so important. What he did understand was how dangerous this human was. But he didn't quite look like a human anymore. A loud hoot was heard as he watched this strange human creature turn before a large portion of the forest was gone. As if it had never existed. He could hear Circe screaming and suddenly her scream came out of his beak. A loud agonizing shrill sound filled with anger and pain.

"MY BODY. YOU TOOK MY BODY. MY BOODY."

@fallesto

This was flustering and annoying as well. That she had managed to pull this over on him was one thing, but did she really expect that she would be able to walk away from all of this, that she would be able to get away, what was she going to do anyway, she had to know that she had nothing without him, because he would never stop, he would always ensure that he would live, it was what he did, it was what he always did, he always, every single time, managed to win in the end.

Living was winning afterall.

As this, this was annoying, but it was not the end as the bird hit his head, the issues he was having, he lacked hearts, his barrier was not created and was not running always around him, if he had wives and was at his full power, that bird would have crushed against an invisible wall before it had the chance to even come near him.

“You annoying little brat.” As the creature managed to strike him, hit him, knock him forward with the speed and strength it had used to come down and connect against his head, to stagger him and make him lose his grip and drop the sword onto the ground as well, and now the struggle was truly on now, he tried, he truly tried to lift the blade with his hands, but the issues where clear, he lacked hands, the transformation from human to swine by her hands continued. While Circe pushed, he pushed back trying to pass it onto her as well.

“A violation.” Against him, that creature had assaulted him and Circe had done so as well, as he breathed out, he was running out of time, very much so as well, time was against him and it was not coming back, it was not something he had left to waste as well.

He needed to end this.

As the owl moved down and would grab the sword handle, as he would see it, move and it fluttered away from him for the moment, what was he going to do, he looked awful, he caught sight of himself within the blade, the reflection, what he looked like. “Gods.” He looked terrible, again it looked like someone was playing a joke.

It looked like someone had done a prank on the people here, that they had taken a pig and put it into human clothing, that .. he looked back. He looked like a swine who was, well within human clothing and was confused. As he was able to stand up still, things were bad, but not that bad yet as he turned then, he could not use the sword, so he moved his hand for the moment and with that, he had no other choice, Circe was controlling the animals, so he had to get rid of her.

He sent a blast forward.

Destroying everything that was before behind him, from where he came from and where he knew he left her off when she chased him, he blasted it all away, a massive blast, no sound, just gone, removed, destroyed and crushed as he breathed out, that was it, that was all he had, his heart was in strain as he could not grip his chest, hooves hitting the clothing as he leaned forward and felt sick, his heart was killing him, his power was done, he was out of time.

He needed Circe to be dead.

Without her, the curse ends, all he had to do now was wait and see if he managed to get her or not.

[wench-and-jezebel]

NCIS Reaction: High Seas

Wench (@scripted-downfall) reacts [with (maybe) occasional asides by Jezebel (@typicalopposite)]

Oh god.  MEN

“Wandered off" code for dying, more like  [☠️☠️☠️☠️  Wandered off to the next life]

Ooh, more pretty boat work

THE PHONE WORKS AGAIN

"Gibbs.  Talk."  Buddy.  That's.  "Make your voice a mail"-coded.

"On the Enterprise?!?!"  DAMN.  Didn't realize NCIS extends to space.  Er, the final frontier.

Why does this look like the Marvel helicarrier thing

I see that everyone likes Burley to some degree

NOT DUCKY BEING PETTY WITH THE CRICKET BALL

Kate being over-confident again.  I pray that she gets lost now.  [☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️  Yep I’m already lost ☠️☠️]

Oof, poor Tony.  "Gibbs must have told you about me?"  "No, actually, Abby mentioned it in passing."  "Oh." "Just assigned?"  "Two years."  "Huh."

We're back to being mean to Tony again.  Kicking him out of the room is so mean :(

aksfdj am I in the wrong episode; that mail carrier was in the other episode and there was a body in it alksdjf

[She lost]  WHAT DID I SAYYYY

"Any idea who provided the meth?"  Walter White, duh  [☠️☠️☠️]

[You don’t sound like you’re trying to help out, Gibbs ☠️]

Not Kate still being lost.  Oh, right place, finally!  [Seems like she’s just tryin to see some nakey men]  Yer not wrong. She went to the men's room and then to the barracks, where she wasn't supposed to be.

"Fourth-generation Navy" Damn. I'd watch out for them, then, if they think he shamed their name.

"Well, I've got news for you; he did"  Madam, you don't know this.  The evidence has not proven this.  Don't make a theory before you have proof, and don't slander a man if you don't know for sure.  (aka: Kate is aggravating me again)

Wait, I know this dude.  [Tony? 😂 me too.  Kidding.  Wait, he does look familiar.]  I know him from The Glades... And he was in a Burn Notice, a Criminal Minds... and some of Big Sky, and I haven't seen those yet, but it’s still interesting to know

"They gotta be ready.  Tomorrow, it might not be search-and-rescue"  Bravo, dude

"Still, don't you ever lay off, give your men a break?'  The implications of Tony asking this given what I've said about Gibbs, though.

He gonna die btw

Dammit, he didn’t die  (That.  Sounded harsh.  I meant “dammit, my prediction was wrong.”)

[Tony jealous]  Okay, but you don't see anything unfair about Gibbs showering praise on Stanley compared to how he treats Tony?  [No I agree lol  Is this the one where he actually praises Tony 🤔]  He better

"Had your eyes glued to some little-"  Do go on.  [☠️☠️☠️  Gibbs, you dog]

Kate’s lost!!!!  [Kate’s lost ☠️]  Finally getting a comeuppance for her arrogance  [Poor guys like, why so angry smol lady?]  Dark Angel: A Summary

[You watch 👀  Nooo.  You watching them beat it]

"Lost?"  "No."  Yeah, right.  "It's going fine"  False.  "It was confusing at first"  It still is, wdym.  Kate, just ‘fess up.  😂😂😂😂

Y'all, the chances this is them actually taking the drugs are not.  likely.

Y'all.  You have no evidence of any of this.  And why would two separate people give themselves so much they almost die?  Unless they're using the same batch and it's contaminated or something, this makes no sense.

[Oh nooooo he dyin]  "He dead" more like  [Oooof]

Maybe I'm naive but I don't buy that they did it themselves.

[Ahh you and Kate agree]  Ooh, I wanna speak about this.  I’m finishing this scene before midpoint reaction time.  [Ok lol I do think this is the one he praises Tony in.  It’s a Gibbs praise. But yeah ☠️😂]

– – –

Midpoint reaction time!

Okay, so.  Kate started out annoying me with her "I can navigate just fine, hmph!" routine, but she's gotten better.  Her good humor about the getting-lost thing with Tony was endearingly wry, and I appreciate it.  Also, she did try to... not commiserate, and console is strong, but... idk, help?  

Which brings me to Gibbs, who just.  This is aggravating me.  I understand that you've said there's a backstory I don't know about.  Sure, fine.  Whatever.  I know that he and Stanley worked together before, and that was a different time.  Yeah.  Okay.  I follow.  But he's still being an asshole.  And if he's capable of not being an asshole, then it's all the worse that he is being an asshole.  And I've never been one of those people who thinks "being really harsh on someone pushes them to succeed in a way that kindness or geniality won't" because, frankly, that's stupid.  I've worked in both environments over the years, and yeah, I managed to work decently well in both, but I worked better in an environment where, sure, I was expected to do well and held to that standard (and chastised if I didn't), but also got some kind of positive feedback too.  Tough love is great and all, but it's gotta be tough love, not just tough.

Gibbs is clearly capable of maintaining his standards while still praising the recipient — I point to the banter session with Stanley about "this is all you could find?" "At least I don't contaminate evidence while bagging-and-tagging it" — so I refuse to accept that he can't do it with Tony.  Hell, he even sprinkles praise into his conversations with Kate.  And Abby.  (Not really with Ducky yet, but idk if I'd expect that; they seem more like equals, tbh, than a supervisor and a supervisee.)

And, whatever Kate says, I've yet to see a reason that the thing between Stan and Gibbs is substantially different from Tony and Gibbs.  (One may develop, but I haven't seen/noticed it yet.)  Instead, it feels like a blatant double-standard, and a bit of a shove-it-in-Tony's-face situation.  Which might be iffy writing, or might be the intent, idk.  [The lack of a difference is likely a writing flaw again. You don’t see it but your suppose to just accept it’s there]  DAMMIT, WRITERS, I CAN’T READ YOUR FREAKING MINDS.  SHOW, DON’T TELL IS A BASIC PRINCIPLE OF STORYTELLING.  Someone skipped the lore dump to get ahead to “solving the problem,” I see.  (Callback to this post on main.)

[Which this is all fair. I get why you’re frustrated and when I first watched it kinda frustrated me too. But again I watch it and take it as the haha Tony’s jealous I think it’s meant to be. And not the deeper meaning that’s really fucked up to Tony.]  Yeah.  I get there are different ways of viewing it, and, again, intellectually, I understand what they were going for.  But it missed the mark, in my opinion, because it's... idk.  I'm always bothered by mean humor that, I feel, kinda cuts to the core more than it ought.  "The Curious Case of Dean Winchester" in SPN?  Pissed me the fuck off.  

[And see I thought the curious case was hilarious the first time I watched it.]  Oh, god, no, I hated it.  So much.  All the jokes at the fact that he'd literally lost so much — in a sacrifice for Bobby — that he'd come to rely on?  The alleged "humor" of him suddenly not being able to do stuff because he's 80 freaking years old, and Sam (in all of his youthful energy) finding it so funny?  Bobby being all mocking about "oh, you're such a wuss for not dealing with conditions that popped into your system without any warning; I've managed to deal with that stuff for years (when it happened gradually and came about naturally due to aging and not me betting away my life to save my crotchety-ass father figure).  How dare this be a readjustment!!?!?"  [😂😂😂 again all fair!]  And the added injustice… The reason Bobby's more crotchety than normal?  Because he had lost something that was core to his personality, all at once, with zero warning, and had lost the ability to do as much physically as a result.  The "humor" is at best so hypocritical, and muchhhhh more blatantly (to me), so mean-spirited that I just.  God, that episode turns my stomach.  I like the witch doing it, and I like some elements, but I'm never watching that again if I can help it.

Anyway... this isn't a SPN reaction, so back to NCIS :)  [😂😂😂]  Gibbs just.  Bothers me.  Even ifffff it's intended well.  Which I kinda doubt.  It's not cool. And I guarantee that it's not a coincidence that, in the same episode, he was asking the chief if he ever gave his men a break.  The writers might be trying to tell-not-show that Gibbs and Tony actually have a decent relationship, and it's a different decent relationship from Gibbs and Stan, but they're show-not-telling that they don't.  And that Gibbs might be fine with it, but Tony's clearly not feeling great about it.  [Fair. And that’s making me sound like a broken record ☠️ but I do get it]

– – –

I’m an idiot, btw.  [☠️☠️☠️ you’re not but go on]  I was sitting here through that entire midpoint reaction thinking that Kate had some prior knowledge about Gibbs relationship with Stan, right?  But she just joined.  She didn’t, at all.  [☠️☠️☠️]  She just joined.  More recently than Tony alfjkdslkasdjfq  [☠️☠️☠️]

Also, I'm sorry, but talking to the bodies is such a lonely-person-needing-company move. Which is only making the Gibbs-constantly-interrupts-and/or-dismisses-Ducky's-attempts-to-talk even more annoying.  Like, he hasn't done that this episode (to my recollection), but in general.  I've talked about it in the past.

Also, Gibbs bringing Stan his sandwich order; damn, but they're really shoving this down our throat, aren't they.  Literally.  [😂😂😂😂 very true!]

Dude, I'm actually starting to like Kate more than Gibbs.  [☠️☠️☠️]  This is shocking.

Once again; Stan gets teased, but it’s just.  Not the same.

Wait, is Reyes the guy we were talking about earlier?  [I think so]  Because I don’t want him to be the bad guy asldfj  [I also don’t think so 😉]  Good!

Kate, that was answered already.  I guess he was talking to Tony, but still.

Oof, talk about a harsh workplace environment

DUDE.  THIS (using an IV bag of air to induce an embolism) IS HOW JARVIS KILLS HIMSELF IN PUPPET MASTERS; I LOVE THAT FILM

[Plot twist: Ducky’s the murderer.]  sldkfjlsjk that’s basically how Jarvis acted in Puppet Masters  [“YOURE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD”  HORRIBLE ACTING MR (idk his name)]

Wait, what?  I’m sorry, false.  Many types of people know that air + blood = death.  I knew that  [☠️☠️☠️]  Okay, fine, I’m in medicine: my sister knows that (mathematician).  [I knew that]  There we go!  [I knew it from the omen… but I knew it]  I’m officially making the prediction that Wilkes committed suicide.

DUDE IT LOOKS LIKE THEY’RE GOING THAT DIRECTION.  JUST SAYING: IF WILKES DID IT HIMSELF I CLAIM THE PREDICTION VICTORY

I CALLED IT. HAH!!!

Poor Abby alsdjf  [☠️☠️☠️ What do you want me to do with all this pee]

Tell me they race.  [I think so]  THEY’RE RACING

I’m gonna cry if Kate wins

Noooooooo.  I called it but nooooo.  [☠️☠️☠️☠️]

Dude, I feel like NCIS is pulling these plots outta nowhere.  I’m sorry but.  Why.  I keep asking.  Why would they take that much without being more careful.

[You love those men… sir]

I’m pinning my hopes on them not having taken the drugs knowingly btw.  I stake my prediction reputation on this.

Jesus fuck, leave Tony alone  [I think Kate was trying to help ☠️ just didn’t work]  I.  Don’t think so.  But maybe.  Out of curiosity, do we ever find out about why he kept transferring?  [I think so 🤔🤔🤔]

If they’re not being slipped it, I’m gonna be mad.  Because I repeat.  Unless the batch were contaminated.  The motivation makes no sense.  They’re not explaining why they’re suddenly taking so much that it’s not hidden anymore.

HAH!  They didn’t know they were taking meth!  I will accept this!  AND IT FITS MY THEY-DIDN’T-KNOW-THEY-WERE-INGESTING-IT THEORY!  (My prediction reputation is safe!)  I win

And I guess the overdoses — or, rather, the now-observed symptoms — were because he didn’t tell them what it was and they were addicted, so they kept taking them without being concerned with adverse effects?  One of the few times they don’t aggressively shove the explanation at us and it’s the one time that would be useful.  [☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️]

I’m watching at an awkward angle, but it looked like he was smirking alsdkfj

[Maybe it is Reyes]  Naw, really? :)  [I could have swore it wasn’t tho ☠️☠️☠️]

I hope this dude isn’t actually sick or anything; I hope that’s a con.  I suspect it is, but I very much hope so.

Lovely; awesome; very happy now.  Glad he’s not seriously sick

Ooh, and Reyes took that pretty damn well, ngl.  [Right!?]

Okay, they’re not wrong about Reyes betraying trust, but it does bear mentioning that Wilkes’ family was kinda.  Um.  Complicit.  In him dying.  Since his dad kinda pushed him to it.

“You gonna go getting all huggy on me?” = “No chick flick moments”

That.  [Hm.]  If that’s your version of Gibbs giving praise.  I question.  [Must be a different episode]  alksdjfl;aksjdf;lakjsdf  [Cause there is one where someone starts bad mouthing Tony. And it’s a similar situation.  But Gibbs goes off. And Tony’s like 👁👄👁  And it ends with like a you like me your really like me moment and Gibbs is like.. now I don’t.]  Well, I look forward to it, I suppose.  I still maintain, though, that verbal communication is better than assuming that he’d go “oh, look, he deigned to say my name; woot”

Thus does it end!

– – –

Anyway… I don’t have that much to add, really.  Decent episode, though I don’t know how to feel about the writing.  I guess Stan talking to Tony about Gibbs default setting was good, but I’m not sure it makes much sense.  Unless the point is he just.  Likes Kate that much that he didn’t do the whole “call by the wrong name” thing?  Also, we have no proof that Tony didn’t get called a different name than his actual one on his first days.  So this is really illogical, tbh.  I feel like it was crammed in at the end to excuse the rest without actually.  you know.  excusing the rest.

I liked Kate this episode (with the exception of her little “well, he did dishonor the Navy” thing at the beginning)   Her banter with Tony — and even, *sigh*, the fact that she won the race — was well done.  Ducky was in it a criminally short amount of time; same with Abby

idk.  Decent episode, but it’s got some iffy bits.  And Gibbs annoyed me, obviously, as I’m sure you’re shocked to hear.

[Again, it’s likely that stuff was just to be assumed. Which I agree is dumb.]  LKSAJDF MA’AM I DO NOT DO WELL WITH ILLOGIC.  WE’RE GONNA HAVE THIS CONVERSATION SO MANY TIMES  [Well ma’am idk what to tell you ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️]  “just cry”  [☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️]

That’s all, folks :)

[cah0mie]

Since the Brothers are assholes (yes, Beel included since he wanted to eat you and didn’t care for your presence at first) when you first meet them, how about they deal with an MC that’s not gonna deal with their bullshit and isn’t phased by their threats? I hate it when otome games have you deal with jerks in the beginning but the choice bubbles are too nice whenever they insult the player.

Yeah, Yeah; They’re the top 7 demons of hell who don’t have to respect a human and are able to kill me with no effort but I don’t give a damn about that. You can’t drop me in hell with 7 assholes without my consent and expect me to be fine with it. I’m more than fine with calling em out and if they try and threaten MC, they would flat out say “At least I’ll die calling you out 🌚”

I like the way you think my guy. I couldn't agree more

To all my MCs that were much Harsher in the Beginning

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Mammon: Now listen here human! I was put in charge of you! In other words you have to do exactly as I say-!

MC: Shut the hell up... *Rubs temples* You're so loud.

Mammon: Wha- Who do you thi-!!

MC: Look dude. I don't really give a fuck who you are or what you could do. You really think I like the situation anymore than you do? I didn't fucking ask for an invitation, nobody even gave me a warning. So suck it up, and shut up. Cause we can't do shit now.

Mammon: I could eat you WHOLE right now!

MC: Be my guest. It'd be better then having to deal with this horse shit.

Mammon: .... What kind of human are you?

-one week later-

Levi: It seems like you're trying to suck up to me so I'll like you. It's no use denying it, I heard it straight from Lucifer.

MC: Oh nooooo, I'm caught. Whatever shall I do?

Levi: You're lucky to have so much free time too think up schemes like this. As much as I'd like to sit and watch a TSL marathon, I can't. There's so many animes I need to watch, trading cards to organize, figurines-

MC: Back the fuck up.

Levi: Eh?

MC: You're telling me you can't do what you want, cause you NEED to watch all these other shows and other shit? Bullcrap! These things are not necessities!! You can go on living without this shit! Do what the fuck you want! If you want to complain, do it in your head! Cause you have no one to blame but yourself.

Levi: You're actually treating ME like this!? You Normies, always rubbing it in that-

MC: And here you are, acting like a child. Do you ever take responsibility for your own actions? Always saying how unfair things are. News Flash! Life isn't fucking fair!

Levi: I could-!!

MC: Eat me? Smite me? Make me feel things I wish I didn't? Fucking go for it dude, I'm so fucking over it.

Levi: ...... Forget this, I have better things to do....

-a day or so later-

Lucifer: You should focus on surviving this year here, finishing the exchange program and going back to the human world. "Curiosity killed the cat". Curiosity can very literally get you killed here as well.

MC: Hey Lucifer, has it ever occurred to you that just maybe.... I DON'T CARE.

Lucifer: You're telling me that you don't value your life?

MC: No, I'm just telling you that I haven't been here long and I'm already over the whole, "I am above you" thing. You yourself, aren't willing to put a scratch on me since you're a fucking lapdog to his majesty.

Lucifer: You rotten-!!

MC: Save it dude, ya ain't gonna do shit. Hell, ya don't even know what my life may have been like before y'all kidnapped me. For all you know, this is everyday life for me.

Lucifer: .....What would you do if a lower level demon ever got their hands on you?

MC: Number one, you wouldn't let that shit happen in the first place. Number two, I'd just fucking let it happen. They probably have a better out for me than you guys.

Lucifer: ..... You petty and ungrateful creature.

MC: *shrugs* Truth hurts doesn't bitch?

-a week later-

Beel: You ate my creme puff, it had my name on it!

MC: You destroyed my wall and injured me. I think we're pretty even.

Beel: No we're not! Give it back!

MC: ...... If you're THAT fucking determined wait a few hours it'll come back.

Beel: That's disgusting.

MC: You kept fucking pushing it. Your own damn fault. Look, I'm an ass for eating you food, but you really are overreacting this is ridiculous.

Beel: It was my food!!

MC: ..... We're just going in circles at this point....

-a week later-

MC: Yo, fucklust! Ya mind not standing in front of the camera every fucking time!?

Asmo: But wouldn't you rather have a picture of something beautiful?

MC: I would. All the more reason for you to get the fuck out of my way!

Asmo: ... Are you saying, I'm not beautiful? Are you actually insulting ME?

MC: 'Oh how dare you! You hurt my feelings and called me out on shit! I shall kill you now!' If that's not petty, I don't know what is..

Asmo: .... You're not very nice.

MC: Like any of you have room to talk

-two days later-

Satan: Are you actually rejecting ME!? You!? A mere human!?

MC: Oh, cut the shit!! Satan! Why the flying FUCK would I make a pact with you! I'm making pacts to gain Lucifer's respect, NOT PISS HIM OFF MORE!!

Satan: Does it look like a I care!? I said to do it!

MC: And I said to fuck off! I'm not going through with this Satan!

Satan: I will cut of your nose and ears. Rip off your arms and legs. And feed you to a lower level demon!!

MC: Fucking go for it dude, I don't give a damn anymore. You lot are impossible to talk sense to, and this here proves it.

Satan: Don't you dare trifle with me!

MC: Y'all are just toddlers who cry when things don't go your way!

-when mc goes back in time-

Belphie: Aaww.. You don't know want a hug? Shame, I was hoping to share my happiness with you..

MC: Yeah, I'm sure you did

Belphie: What does that mean?

MC: I mean, you never did plan on walking out of this together, did you? You had always planned on taking me out and walking away yourself.

Belphie: ...... If you'd known that, why did you help me?

MC: Number one, THIS *gestures to door* was an ACCIDENT. Number two, I may or may not have made a mistake and I'm trying to fix it. Number three, Beel misses you so much. How can I not? So let's just walk away from this together and join the rest of the-!

Belphie: *starts choking the life out of them*

MC: Or just kill me, get it over with, and I won't have to bother with any of you anymore.

Belphie: With pleasure.

-When MC encounters Belphie once again in the time loop-

Belphie: How can a human have such a strong will to live.

MC: Because I am determined to tell each and every one of you how fucking stupid you all are.

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This is a lot longer than I intended it to be. I'm sorry I still don't know how to place the keep reading button (or whatever it is). I had quite a bit of fun writing this, I hope you have just as much fun reading it 😁

I accept all forms of constructive criticism, so if you see anything you feel could be better let me know.

[razorblade180]

Interdimensional Moms part 2

Part 1 <-

Yang:Okay Weiss, your turn.

Weiss:What!? Why me?

Blake:Because you’ve been bouncing in your seat all through Yang’s story. You clearly want to gush about your kids.

Weiss:Pffft, What!? Nooooo, a little. Hehehe I can’t believe I’m that obvious. *smiles*

Ruby:Aww look at you, I never believe Weiss Schnee could look as warm as campfire.

Yang:And wearing mom jeans!? Little jealous that you still look completely gorgeous. Why does mom energy make you prettier?

Weiss:What can I say? I’m great. As far as my universe goes, I argue that I’m the strongest mom!

Blake:Such a bold claim.

Weiss:I carried twins! *points to self* this body handled two buns in the oven!

Ruby:Couldn’t be me. *shutters* I’d sooner loose an eye. Speaking of eyes, your scar has a friend. Got this whole upside down cross basically.

Weiss:Oh that? That’s uhhhh- how would I even explain this?

Yang:And your hair! It’s short!

Ruby:Yeah you’re just a surprise all over.

Blake:Guys, let her start from the beginning!

Ruby and Yang:Oh right. *covers mouths*

Weiss:(Yep, they’re the same sisters anywhere.) Thank you Blake. Now then...a good starting place? Well I suppose I could lay the ground work of Jaune and I getting better acquainted. It was about two weeks into reaching Atlas. Winter learned I got impaled and berated me not giving any kind of thanks. Since I had waited so long to do so, words wouldn’t do for her standards and she made me take him to a proper dinner. I think it was that night we actually talked openly to each other. A piece of me was annoyed at first because I thought he’d get the wrong idea again. But...he didn’t. He was just happy to spend time with me. That’s when I realized he had changed a bit *red* and apparently I changed too. Sigh, because that annoyed feeling was actually me forming a crush.

Blake:Looks like you changed more than he did. I think we can all agree that we’re pretty rough to deal with at Beacon in the beginning?

Yang:Hell yeah!

Ruby:Preach! Hehe, but it meant you grew the most too.

Weiss:Hey! You’re all assuming that I was terrible! Who knows, I could a Saint compared to your Weiss. Maybe I was a sweetheart at Beacon.

RBY:.....

Yang:Were you?

Weiss:*red* I’ll never tell.

Blake:(That’s just a no...) Two weeks into Atlas huh? I bet feelings raged whenever the whole place was under attack huh?

Weiss:W...What attack? Barely anything happened in Atlas.

Blake:Excuse me?

Ruby:Pfft what? You’re joking right? There wasn’t any threat of things falling out the sky or war threats?

Weiss:No? We showed up, put the relic in vault, and took time fortifying things while planning with Ironwood. The most exciting thing was a grimm wave and two of Salem’s goons showing up at a ball, but we handled that.

Ruby:....I...that’s...oh my head.

Blake:So what you’re saying is time in Atlas was a piece of cake?

Weiss:Well I had to deal with my father and and a lot of other family drama so I wouldn’t say it was cake. It was actually very stressful.

Yang:Well I think we found the massive shift between worlds. Atlas was different. I would say I dealt with anything like falling kingdoms. Atlas for me was one long Mission Impossible sequence. Espionage, jail break, fake deaths, but please continue with your love story.

Weiss:You sound a little envious. Anyways there isn’t too much of anything to tell in that part. Dates, fighting together, sibling healing, I was disowned publicly, Penny was being amazing-

Blake:You were disowned?

Ruby:(Penny is...alive? Huh, well, imagine that?) .....

Yang:*whispers* You okay Rubes?

Ruby:Yeah, processing. Hey Weiss? Not to control the narrative or anything, but how is your Ruby exactly? I get the feeling she’s quite different from me somehow if things like the adventure in Atlas are different.

Weiss rubbed her chin. She could tell the Ruby in front of her was pretty perplexed by the differences so far. In fact, Weiss could tell mentioning Penny made them all flinch a little. It was safe to assume they all hadn’t heard that name in a very long time. It made her feel a little bad. Did she somehow get a more ideal world?

Weiss:I think I might be able to answer that if you could humor me by getting a little further into my world’s reality? I don’t know how but I do get a since the two of you might have a key difference.

Ruby:I’m all ears.

Weiss: Blake, I’ll circle back to being disowned a little later. It’s one of the biggest reasons I am who I am now. Let’s see now, ah, the plan. After Atlas was infiltrated it was hard to save face to the rest of Remnant. That was until the world learned about Salem. It was a secret that was doing more harm than good at this point. On that day, our journey really began for us. Team RWBY wasn’t just four girls and their friends. It was one of four four girls commanding troops, organizing meetings, rallying others. We were the face of a revolution: along with JNPR of course.

Ruby:The world just...believed in Salem?

Weiss:There were plenty skeptics, but it’s harder not to believe it. Pen- our winter maiden, showed off magic. Then the others on our side followed the example. We had two relics to show off from the start, and a variety of ways to explain questions throughout history that nobody could answer before. We gave humanity’s suffering a face. People were more than eager to cling to it. From that point it was hard for Salem to make a move that wouldn’t give further validity to our story.

Ruby:An army huh, lead by us?

Weiss:Yep, mainly you when it came to the battlefield. You were anxious at first and definitely made moves that you regretted. But...after some time and experience, you stood tall in front of dozens to give a speech the night of the final battle. I still get chills. There wasn’t an eye that wasn’t on you. A person who didn’t want to march into battle with you. I don’t think I ever seen you more sure of where you were meant to be.

Ruby:Is that so? Hmm, I think...I think I get it now. Your Ruby must’ve stumbled quite a bit, but had people by her consistently. It was other’s strength that enabled her to get stronger. How old was she when the war was over?

Weiss:It ended on her twenty first birthday.

Ruby:Makes sense. An army isn’t made in a day. Plans and caution for everyone involved. A united force like that sounds like a thing Oz dreamed of.

Weiss:Actually, it was. My world beat Salem by gaining the relics. The gods witnessed the effort the world put in and stripped her of immortality. It was actually thanks to you that Salem went peacefully. Instead of damning her to a cruel fate, the gods let her pass on to her kids per your request. After that, gods and magic came back. Both are still mysterious. The gods are hard to find and there’s only one person born with magic so far.

Yang:Magic is a thing there!? That’s so unfair! Just imagine me with more fire!?

Weiss:Like you need it!? You’re already like a generator. Life after Salem wasn’t any calmer really. Terrifying grimm lurked where their could, an entire new way of life had been dropped on society, and even the world itself seemed to react. Weather has been more intense as of late. There was a lot things to keep people busy. Ruby being her usual self, started hunting. Blake used the momentum of faunus and humans working together to further her equality agenda, and Yang helped both of you out.

Yang:Look at me! I’m a great girlfriend and sister!

Blake:*mumbles* There at least.

Weiss:Yeah. Oscar and Penny decided to embarrass more of normal lifestyle, mostly. Penny went back to being protector of Mantle, but had way more free time to be a normal girl. Both of them had gotten really close over the years and eventually married.

Ruby:*wide eyed* Awwww, good for them! I always had a feeling those two would hit it off.

Weiss:They weren’t the only ones. You may have been busy, but you always made time for Whitley. The two of you were dating since our original trip to Atlas. There wasn’t a problem that either of you didn’t come to me for. You know hard it is to navigate other people’s relationships when you’re lost in your own? The blind was leading the blind. Worked out though. You were probably the prettiest bride out of all of us. Then again, you went ours and literally took notes.

Ruby:Hehe, that sounds exactly like something I’d do. You haven’t talked much about the charmed life after the war for you.

Weiss felt her face heat up. She placed her head on the table as if she gave up on something.

Yang:Yeah! Give us the scoop!

Weiss:Charmed isn’t what I’d call my life exactly. I was disowned, completely cut off. Even though I made my own mark in history, it’s not like people were gonna roll out red carpets. The world had to rebuild, and I needed a roof over my head. Thus began the modest life of Weiss Schnee, owner of a two bedroom Argus apartment. Fancy clothes a food were no more. Just clearance sales and two for one. Honestly, I didn’t hate. But that’s mainly because I wasn’t living alone.

Blake:Jaune?

Weiss:Living back home was just as unappealing for him as it was for me. That and the fact that I couldn’t cook for shit was concerning, to say the least. Moving in and splitting rent just made sense. We weren’t dating yet technically, but.....it didn’t take long for the relationship between us to...expand.

Yang:I cannot believe a Weiss Schnee finally caved to tall blonde and scraggly. I should be jealous, but I’m strangely proud of Jaune’s achievement. It’s like the first time I lost to him. I was upset, but man did he work for that win.

Weiss:Took about a month before all of you had learned just what the living situation was like and man did you three let the teasing begin? *smiles* it was fun though. If I had to wrong about something then I’m glad it was about me not thinking a person is reliable. Especially since they’ve bailed me out of trouble many times. Normal life had its pitfalls. We were constantly working to pay rent. Sometimes one of us had to work harder. Getting sick was disastrous, of long term assignments. What’s the relationship I have with Whitley in the other worlds?

Ruby:Casual. The two of are always throwing ideas back and forth to help the company.

Blake:The two of you are fine. I’m not too sure how much you actually hang out, but you both are pretty snarky whenever you’re together.

Yang:Thick as thieves. That man was always shifting money and finding sneaky ways to let us know when important things popped up.

Weiss:Good, that’s really good. *exhales* I can’t count the times he sent money without father knowing. I’m glad we reconnected. Without his and everyone’s help, I don’t think I would’ve managed. Especially when mom died...

Ruby:Oh. I...I’m sorry to hear that.

Weiss:It’s bound to happen when you drink the way she did. But yeah, didn’t handle it any easier. Between that and stressing over money, I really got overwhelmed often. I was very glad I didn’t live alone. Even if I didn’t want to talk about things, Jaune was always there to listen. I think it was around that time I realized just how in love I actually was with him. He makes me happy. That idiot must’ve known how much of a weakness I had for him. It was only a few months later that he proposed.

The simple memory of Jaune asking her under a street light on a cold yet peaceful night, made Weiss’s face a healthy shade of red. A gentle smile was all she could make thinking about it. A smile that left everyone stunned. They had never seen Weiss look so warm. So genuinely filled with love, happiness. To think she was once called Ice Queen? This one really did look like an Angel. Weiss quit daydreaming and got a little embarrassed.

Weiss:Uh, sorry! I guess I little mushy there. I’ve been told I’ve gotten pretty sappy through the years.

Blake:I think that’s beautiful.

Yang:Seriously. I’m...speechless really.

Ruby:A hardworking Weiss that struggled making ends meet. I gotta say that you look good doing it.

Weiss:Yeah well, that time has passed. My father got sick and in an attempt to “clear his conscious” or whatever he was feeling, he put me back in the family. I only saw him once when he was on his deathbed. Truthfully, I don’t visit my parent’s grave. I wanna say old emotions don’t get stirred up, but there’s certain feelings towards people that just can’t die I guess.

Yang:That’s fair. Who knows, maybe you just need a decade or two?

Weiss:Hehe, perhaps. However, before I got my fortune back, I was granted an either better one. Two in fact. That sly knight of mine managed to overachieve like he always does and give us a boy and girl.

Blake:I got a sneaking suspicion that you weren’t upset?

Weiss:Not for one second! I love my babies. My darling little Nick and Summer Schnee. One named after our grandfather, and Jaune and I are both really thankful for all that Ruby has done for us, so our daughter got named Summer. It meant a lot. My Ruby...she can’t have kids, or I should say getting and staying pregnant is extremely difficult.

Ruby:...*sniffling* These aren’t tears by the way. Just dust.

Weiss:My Ruby cried.

Ruby:Oh I bet! That’s some powerful stuff. Probably ugly cried too. Someone please say something? *misty eyed* Fuck, man that was a lot. *puts hood up* give me a sec, please keep going. *holding Yang’s hand*

Yang:Weiss, weren’t you a little scared about your living situation?

Weiss:It was a weird thing. We talked about having a family before hand. Money was always a concern, as well space; but I also knew that I did want to have a family of my own one day. So when the day came that the nurse told me I was pregnant, I should’ve been more worried. I wasn’t. All I felt was joy. Maybe it was because I had faith we could handle anything. We did have you all to help. Yang, you might as well be a superwoman honestly. You have been so amazing throughout my life.

Yang:Aye! I really love this other me.

Blake:What about me?

Weiss:You remain the most sensible person in my life and I thank you for it. Everyone else is crazy.

Blake:Yeah that’s pretty on brand. *smiles*

Ruby:Picture please?

Weiss gladly pulled out her scroll and showed off her children. It was quick to see both of them had gotten their father’s dorkiness. They stood in front of the camera playfully winking and were pretending to take a bite out the gold medals they had around their necks. It was crazy how much Summer looked like her mother, but clearly had Jaune’s eyes. Her brother on the other hand had the Schnee eyes and messy Arc hair. The two looked like barrels of fun. Then there was the man himself, Jaune Arc. He looked from the one in Yang’s photo. His hair resembled his days traveling to Haven and he was clean shaven, but he was noticeably healthier. It wasn’t even a physical thing much, though he did look good. He just seemed more vibrant.

Yang:Mine is cuter.

Weiss:Yours looks like your dad with the scruff.

Yang:Can you not?

Blake:How old?

Weiss:Sixteen. Little devils want sports car. I’m not dealing with that. Nick is really good at figure skating and is the oldest, so he’s the heir. Summer decided to be a little like her mother and pursue singing. Doesn’t have my voice though, but her range is better than me. I’m jealous. Both of them are always pretty decent in a fight if I do say so myself. Sigh, they grow up so fast. They still have a lot of growing to do though. Teenagers...

RBY:Preach...

Ruby:Everything okay though? Nothing too tough going on?

Weiss:Can I lie and say yes?

Yang:Hey I unpacked my baggage. Unload yours.

Weiss let out a large sigh. She looked at her kids lovingly, but had a smile that seemed...somber. All of her energy was brought down a bit and it showed.

Yang:Umm if it’s too much-

Weiss:It’s fine. It might be a little therapeutic to talk about it. Personally, I don’t I’m doing all I really can do. When they were very young, we all took a trip to go skating at a frozen lake. While I was there I found this strange ice dust that I’ve never seen before. Nick and Summer had gotten into a fight and by accident, Nick set off the dust. The shrapnel from it hit everyone, but Summer had it the worse. I’m talking it was lodged in her in multiple places. Not to mention the blast sent her flying into the water. I was hit so hard that I nearly blacked out. Thankfully, Jaune was the furthest and dove into the water while I managed to get Nick. He avoided a lot of it due to distance and was winded more than anything.

Ruby:Christ...

Blake:How young?

Weiss:Five. We rushed so fast to the hospital as soon as we could. The dust in Summer was freezing her until Nick activated her semblance and most of the shards got used up. Still, Summer ended up hospitalized for almost a year. Surgeries, comas, seizures; it was difficult to put it lightly. That picture doesn’t show it but she has puncture scars across her body, and a slight scar under her jawline she covers with makeup. That dust, though highly dangerous, it also healed her eventually. Summer had virtually no chance of survival. Not even counting the organ damage, that water should’ve put her into shock. But...she made a full recovery, on paper.

Yang:On paper?

Weiss:Several years later, Summer came in contact with the dust again and she...changed. Her eyes looked like mine, her light blonde hair went white, and she went mad. Her scars glowed with the dust that was still in her system and Summer started attacking everyone. I saw my twelve year old just use ice that was cold enough to burn. My extra scar is from me trying to restrain her. In the end it took my gigas pinning her down before she came to her senses. Summer had no memory of it. She said all remembered was feeling cold and hearing her own laughter. It wasn’t long after that it kept happening. Any time she got cold, this other...thing would come out. It eventually called itself Shiva.

Blake:Shiva? So...it’s a multiple personality?

Weiss:We don’t know. There’s so many inconsistencies. We got her checked up by the best and every test was normal. Her brain looks normal. But any time Shiva comes out, her blood turns blue and all she wants to do is hurt us. Shiva and Summer are even aware of each other now. There’s almost no day where Summer doesn’t hear Shiva in her head, wrestling for control. Between that, people at school who hate her, the scars, everything; Summer has become pretty reserved. She barely wants to go to school and she’s depressed most days. Nowadays she doesn’t open up about it outside of therapy. I...I can connect with her. Not in the way that matters.

Yang:I...shit, I don’t know what to say to that.

Weiss:That’s okay, few do. We’ve gotten good at preventing situations that get Summer cold but it’s through trial and error on something we know nothing about. Even with how far we’ve gotten, there’s a looming fear in everyone’s heart. Make no mistake though, that doesn’t stop any family from loving her with everything, but the mental strain of it all is more than anyone should deal with. Nick is kind soul. He blames himself for this and is constantly doing all he can to be there for everyone and put on this brave face, but he suffers inside. For a time, he went to therapy. Your sister almost killing you is a visceral experience. Getting him to sleep and take a break is like telling a fish not to swim. He is pretty open about this though, which helps a lot. It’s just...how do convince somehow they’re good enough when they think they’re not?

Ruby and Blake:You can’t....

Weiss:Exactly. It’s so...*tearing up* How am I failing at helping my kids worse than my own mother?

Yang:And that’s where I draw the line. *stands up* Now I can’t begin to fathom dealing with a a situation like this, and what I’m about to say is gonna be a little hypocritical but I really don’t care. Weiss, the last thing you are is a bad mother. I could tell immediately from the way you are that there hasn’t been a single as a parent that you haven’t made a choice without your kids in mind. I get feeling like there’s a gap that disconnects you from there; but the fact you keep your arms stretched out to bridge it makes you mother of the year in my eyes! Don’t believe for a second you’re a bad mother. Your the gold standard!

The room filled with silence for a moment. Weiss felt a lump form in her throat as she fought back tears that she eventually had to wipe away. She tried letting out a small laugh, but with it came more tears that ran down her face. Weiss couldn’t tell if it was from Yang’s words, or the stress. All she knew was that right now, she felt very thankful for being here.

Weiss:Damn it Yang, making me cry is something you’ve always been good at. Maybe that’s why I look up to you so much?

Yang:*red* Y-You what?

Weiss:My Yang, I downplayed just how much I adore her. Her daughter, Veronica, she’s got her fair share problems that stresses Yang out, but I never see her stop trying to connect with her. Even when she’s sad it’s like it’s only for a second, then you’re trying twice as hard. It’s amazing. If I’m being honest, and this is embarrassing, but I kinda picked up a mother from you. You’ve always been a bit motherly.

Ruby:She’s right.

Blake:Mom energy since day one.

Yang:Really? *rubs head* I was just being myself. Never really thought about it. Now then, wipe those tears! It’s upsetting that you look pretty why you cry. Meanwhile I look like a hot mess, and not in the fun way.

Weiss:*wiping face* Oh please, I don’t wanna hear that from someone who’s never needed make up. Those genes of your went to Veronica. Kids a genuine beauty. She’s just angry all the time.

Yang:Yeah that sounds appropriate... Weird to think I have a daughter that’s not Yujin. Wish I could see her.

Blake:Me too. Though I think I’d be overwhelmed seeing all my different kids. I’d probably want them all.

Ruby:My hands are full with ones I have and I wouldn’t say I’m juggling them well, so I don’t need other kids from universes. I’d be so stressed.

Weiss:Especially if they’re violent.

Ruby:Yeah, that would bad....

Weiss:Phew, I do feel a bit better. Even though I said all those things, my family still had good times. It’s not tense and we joke around like everyone else. As a family, we’re happy. We just have shit we gotta sort through.

Blake:Rich or poor, life has certain things that hit everyone. Is Jaune doing well.

Weiss:Yeah, he gets through to Summer pretty well, and he’s typically calm when it comes to giving guidance. He had his fears, but that’s why I’m here. We confide in each other.

Blake:May you and everyone else find a light at the end of the tunnel.

Ruby:Hey Weiss. Does....actually, never mind. Forget it.

Yang:We both know that’s not happening. Spit it out.

Ruby:I was just about Shiva. I’ve encountered weird things in my world, but this is unique. I was wondering if you have any positive experience with her.

Weiss:Not a single one. Here since of enjoyment in the displeasure of my children is a thing we disagree on. Though....her eyes, they do throw me off. For some reason, they don’t match her joy.

Blake:Maybe that part is still Summer. Eyes are the window to the soul and all that jazz.

Weiss:Maybe? I hope the kids are okay right now. I wonder what they’re up to?

xxxxx

Summer:WHAT’S UP VALE!!!!!!!!

A massive crowd screams “what’s up Summer”in excitement. Flashing lights and chanting fans’s voices make the sold out venue shake with their passion. Summer can only bask in it. There’s no better feeling than when she’s on stage. She looks to herself excitedly. This one was extra special. Nick comes out on stage with a base around him and a second microphone.

Nick:WE CAN’T HEAR YOU!!!!

The crowd chants louder. Summer responds by starting a rift on her guitar. She faces Nick with a smug look. Yes, having him on stage is always a joy, but that didn’t mean Summer wanted him hindering or stealing the show.

Summer:Well look who’s here!? Atlas’s favorite son! Think you’re ready to play with the kids up here. This isn’t your normal stage.

Nick smiled. He responded by playing the bass and letting the audience speak for him. Summer was chessing fool. Slowly she bopped up and down, urging him to do the same. It wasn’t long before they in sync. Drums, piano, and other background musicians began building up the tune as planned. The twins whipped around to face the crowd.

🎶Get down! We won't let you go!

This time, can you bring us down?

Back up! fly far through the sky

BLACK ROVER!

Let's go! All together now

And at last this world can't slow us down

For now, let's dye it all in black

BLACK ROVER!🎶

The two stood back to back...

🎶As more join and stand beside me,

The void doesn't feel so empty!!!!!

I know there is much more in store

Let's open that door -!🎶

Nick looked over his shoulder and saw Summer doing the same thing. This was gonna be one for the books. Jaune watched from backstage with one of the stagehands.

Stagehand:Should we tell them to save their energy? This charity event is six hours.

Jaune:Nah, let them have fun.

[ceaseless-watchers-special-girl]

(sorry this took a while!!! i was so very excited about this part but did not have the time to write this up. school has started again and i'm. dying. but it's the weekend yay!!! on with the show!!!)

juno steel 🤝 me: head hurts all the fucking time

nooooo!!! juno lying broken and bruised in some discarded alley. i want so bad for him to be ok but it's also so delicious to watch him get back up after being beaten right into the ground agesbljgbdsjlaj smth smth two wolves.......

"Warm eyes, vaguely mischievous expression, gap-toothed smile, gentle hands, hair in neat braids knotted on top of his head" ASHATOEGSBGOSJLN BENTEN!!! BENTEN I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

"I’m dead, aren’t I? Oh gods, I’m dead. I died." he's such a mood lmaooo

"gods, if it didn’t make him feel like he could tear down this whole damn town with nothing but his own two hands" AAAAHAHAHHHHHHH JUNO FINDING STRENGTH IN THE FACT THAT HE FINALLY HAS BENTEN IN HIS ARMS AGAIN OH MY GOD STOPPPPP[

SUPER STEEEEEEELLLLL

"I was always better at getting into trouble and you were better at planning it but not really carrying through" lmaoooooo he's so me i'm all bark and no bite (unless you're mia. then i'll fucking bite you (only out of love ofc))

"I ran into your HUSBAND. Your HUSBAND, man!!" EVERY TIME THEY CALL NUREYEV HIS HUSBAND IT SETS MY ENTIRE WORLD INTO PLACE AND BENTEN IS SUCH A BITCH ABOUT JUNO NOT TELLING HIM OH MY GODDDD LIKE BRO YOU WERE DEAD HOW WAS HE SUPPOSED TO TELL YOU LITTLE SHIT I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

every single thing ben says makes my heart do happy little jumps

"I missed you too. Loser." YESYES IT IS ILLEGAL TO BE VULNERABLE WITH YOUR SIBLING WITHOUT ALSO BEING INSULTING

"you hit like a feather, Super Steel" LMAOOOOO THIS IS WHY HE HAS TO USE BLASTERS IN CANON HE CAN'T PUNCH FOR SHIT

BENTEN BEING SUCH A BITCH AND MAKING JUNO APOLOGISE FUCK YEAH HUMBLE THAT BITCH

"what happened to the eye? You lose a bet or something?" STOP HE'S SO FUCKING FUNNY

"Why haven’t you fought back yet?" i'm love him

"This better be good, Steel. I was in the middle of a nap" HER SAYING STEEL IN REFERENCE TO BENTEN THREW ME FOR A LOOP OH MY GOD. SHE KNOWS HIM BETTER THAN SHE KNOWS JUNO THAT'S SO WEIRD. DOES SHE HAVE TO CALL THEM BY THEIR NAMES NOW???? LMAOOO SHE'D HATE THAT

"Is it true?" IS IT TRUEEEEEE

"That Nureyev signed the contract. That there’s nothing I can do to save him." yes and no. he signed but you can still save him juno baby i believe in you <3

"that’s the way it is." BULLSHIT YOU NEVER HAVE TO ACCEPT THE WORLD THE WAY IT IS. YOU NEVER HAVE TO ACCEPT UNFAIRNESS AND CRUELTY. I AM SO FUCKING READY FOR JUNO TO ORGANISE A WHOLE FUCKING RIOT

"You could bring Hadestown to a standstill if you all just stopped working for a few days" AAAHHHH HE'S SO RIGHT FUCK YEAH LOVE THE PEOPLE RECOGNISING THE POWER THEY HOLD LOVE UNIONS LOVE PROTESTS STRIKE STRIKE STRIKE

"wine and flowers for a few days" benten persephone theory is slapping me directly on the face

"It seems we’ve got a party to plan." OH FUCK YEAH IT'S PARTY TIME PEOPLE

also i love that vespa was told to distribute the invitations but not right them. that woman could not be inviting and welcoming to strangers for the life of her (i love her with my entire soul <3)

SOSOSO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT PART HEHEHEEEEEE YOU ARE KEEPING ME SO WELL FED

SONG FOR A CAGED LOVEBIRD: PART 14

yaaaay part 14!!! my favorite number!!!! i love this!!! apologies for the delay, school has been kicking my ass lately lol

okay kids, settle in: it's story time!!! this one is a longer one (around 2,000 words!!) which is part of why it took me a while lol

@smidgen-of-hotboy @ceaseless-watchers-special-girl @urjover @one-joe-spoopy @waters-and-the-wilde @demonic-panini @the-private-eye (@gwenlena? idk if you wanna read this? but i can start tagging you if you want?)

The first thing he became aware of was the smell. Coal dust and dry wood and faint fire smoke, like some kind of strange cologne. The air was thick and heavy with it and he struggled to breathe in. The second thing was the dull pain traveling through his skull. It pulsed in time with his heartbeat, radiating out from a central point of the back of his skull.

His eye blinked open slowly and painfully to reveal several stacks of wooden crates, a few garbage cans, and the stone walls of some building. He didn’t know where he was.

Juno groaned, and tried to sit up and see more of his surroundings before a wave of dizziness hit him like a sledgehammer, and he fell backwards against the ground. He closed his eye again in the hopes the world might stop spinning long enough for him to be able to get up and escape this place.

Slowly, it all began to come back to him.

Peter’s deal and lack of voice. His insistence to save him. Slip telling him to leave. Juno refusing to go. Slip calling the executives. One of them whacking him on the back of the head. The world going dark.

He wasn’t sure what had happened after that, but he knew his body hurt like hell. After a few minutes, he figured the worst of the damage was probably a cracked rib or two that screamed whenever he tried to breathe normally. Everything else seemed to be a bruise or scrape. They must have beat the hell out of him and then dragged him to this alley.

He lay there for a few more minutes trying to work up the strength to stand, but couldn’t find it in him. 

Suddenly, there were footsteps approaching, quiet and even. He couldn’t tell from where.

The workers? The executives? Slip himself? 

A shot of adrenaline raced through his veins.

He pushed himself into a corner and grabbed the neck of a shattered bottle in defense. It might not have been his preferred weapon, but it was better than nothing.

The footsteps got closer.

Juno’s breathing was painful and shaky.

Even closer.

A figure rounded the corner. They spotted Juno, and raised their hands in defense.

“Whoaaa!! Hey, buddy, I don’t mean any harm! Man, if I had a nickel for every time I found someone in an alley who started pointing a weapon at me...”

Juno’s eye widened. It couldn’t be.

The figure stepped forward, and a little of the orange glow of the nearby metalworks fell on their face. “Hey, are you hurt? Do you need help at all?” they asked, crouching down to just above Juno’s level.

He knew this man’s face. He would know that voice even at the ends of the earth. Both had haunted his dreams for the last 20 years, and still echoed in his waking.

Benten.

His face floated across from Juno, smiling and slightly sheepish, but just exactly as Juno remembered him. Warm eyes, vaguely mischievous expression, gap-toothed smile, gentle hands, hair in neat braids knotted on top of his head. Juno felt his face going pale and the bottleneck slipping from his grip as this ghost looked at him in increasing concern. And suddenly a strange sort of fear began creeping over him.

“I’m dead, aren’t I? Oh gods, I’m dead. I died.” 

The specter of Ben snorted and rolled its eyes. “Yeahhhh, sure, let’s go with that. Pretty much everyone is in Hadestown. Kind of comes with the territory, you know?”

Juno couldn’t say anything in response. His mouth had gone completely dry. He just kept staring, breathing hard and ragged. The bottle clinked to the hard ground and Ben’s brow furrowed in concern.

“Are you sure you don’t need…” Ben’s voice trailed off as he leaned a bit closer to Juno’s face.

His eyes went wider the longer he looked. Ben drew in a sharp breath.

“Oh gods. I don’t……. Juno?” he asked, so quietly Juno barely heard it over the distant clanging of pickaxes and the grinding of factory gears.

“Ben,” Juno choked out.

And then Ben catapulted himself into Juno’s arms, and they were both laughing and crying. Juno didn’t even mind the pain. He hadn’t felt this full of joy in a very long time. His brother was here again, solid and real and warm in his arms. And gods, if it didn’t make him feel like he could tear down this whole damn town with nothing but his own two hands.

“Juno!!! Super Steel!! It’s been so long, did you miss me? How in Hades did you get down here? Did you die? Or did you sneak in? If you did, it’s a little unlike you, because I was always better at getting into trouble and you were better at planning it but not really carrying through. OH, and you’ll never guess who I met! I ran into your HUSBAND. Your HUSBAND, man!! I can’t believe you got married and never told me!” Ben chattered away, eyes glittering with excitement and joy and a few tears he couldn’t stop from rolling down his face.

“Slow down, Ben, give me a second!” Juno hissed through his teeth as a spike of pain lanced his lungs.

“Oh, shit, I’m so sorry, are you okay?”

“About as good as I can be considering I think I just had the hell beat out of me. Could you help me up? Feels like I got hit by an angry toddler with a brick.”

Ben stood, wrapped his arm around Juno’s shoulders, and pulled him onto his feet before giving him a peculiar look that Juno was in a bit too much pain to decipher.

“What is it, Ben?”

“Nothing, it’s just-” he sighed, “It’s good to see you again. I missed you.”

A smile crept onto Juno’s face. “I missed you too. Loser.”

“Oh come on, I am NOT a loser!”

“Yes, you are. You just don’t want to admit it.”

“If I’m a loser then you’re…. Well, I’m not sure what you are, but at least I’ve never ended up bloody and bruised in a random alley somewhere.”

“You’re acting like you never took a punch when we were kids.”

“The only punches I ever took were from you, and you hit like a feather, Super Steel.”

“Hey, that’s not fair! I knocked Mick out once.”

“You and I both know Mick could get knocked out from tripping over his own shoelaces. That does not give you bragging rights.”

Juno stuck out his tongue in response and Ben recoiled, one hand pressed to his chest in mock offense and disdain.

“Really! I thought we were a little more grown up than that! If you keep behaving like that, I won’t be able to take you back to the hideout! You see, we only allow adults in there, and you, Super Steel, are not acting like an adult right now.”

Juno rolled his eye and sighed the deeply exasperated sigh only produced by interacting with one’s sibling. “Okay, fine. I apologize for sticking my tongue out at you.”

Ben raised an eyebrow. “And?”

“Aaaaaand for calling you a loser.”

“That’s more like it! I’ll take you back to see Vespa. She’ll be able to do something about those bruises and scrapes of yours. By the way, what happened to the eye? You lose a bet or something?”

—----------------------------------

It was slow going to get back to the hideout. Juno couldn’t walk too fast from a shooting pain in his shin and the probably cracked rib, but Ben was more than happy to spend the time talking and catching up on everything he missed. Juno told him about the bar he worked at, about Buddy and Jet and Rita, about the nasty winter that hadn’t let up for years, about his reason for the journey down here. In return, Ben told him about Hadestown, the work hours, the jobs, the forgetfulness, the cruelty of Slip and the executives.

“Why haven’t you fought back yet?” Juno asked, limping through the door to the hideout before gingerly lowering himself onto a mat on the floor.

Ben shot him a confused look. “What are you talking about, Super Steel?”

“Against the executives. Against Slip. This whole thing is so unfair. Why haven’t you guys tried to fight back yet?”

“Not sure.” A tall person with long white dreads who was seated at the table responded as they entered. “Maybe it’s because they own all of us?” 

“Hey, Vespa? You here? We got someone who needs some patching up!” Ben called into the recesses of the house.

A moment or two later, a woman with short, spiky, neon green hair emerged, rubbing her eyes. “This better be good, Steel. I was in the middle of a nap,” she muttered, shooting daggers at Ben.

“It’s my brother. My twin. He’s got some scrapes and a couple nasty bruises you might wanna look at.”

The woman, Vespa, glanced between Ben and Juno before giving Ben a glare that could have singed wood. “You woke me up for some scrapes and bruises?”

Ben went completely silent and stared at the floor. The person opened their mouth to speak, but Juno beat them to it. “Yeah, he did. I think I got a broken rib, too.”

Vespa’s lazer-sharp gaze turned on him the second he began speaking. Juno stared right back. She looked him up and down for a moment before letting out a small huff and turning back down the dark hallway she came from. She returned shortly after, carrying a small bag filled with medical supplies that she threw down next to Juno.

“Is it true?” Juno asked, wincing occasionally as Vespa began to take a small antiseptic wipe to some of the more prominent scrapes.

“Is what true?” Ben countered, leaning against one wall.

“That Nureyev signed the contract. That there’s nothing I can do to save him.”

“Yup,” chirped Vespa. “We’re all fucked down here.”

“Vespa,” the person at the table said, shooting a warning glance in her direction. “Leave him be. He just lost his husband.”

Vespa sighed. “I know, I know, M’tendere, but if he’s going to be down here, he should at least know what he’s up against.”

“It’s just…. It’s not fair. It’s not fair. None of this is fair!”

“We know, Juno,” Ben sighed. “We also don’t think it’s fair that the world is like this, but that’s the way it is.”

There was silence for a minute as Juno chewed on his lip and Vespa finished bandaging one of the more major cuts.

“It shouldn’t be that way,” Juno finally whispered into the silence. “If I can’t save him, then what’s the point of me even being here? If none of you can ever work your way out of here, then what is the point of working at all?”

Ben, Vespa, and M’tendere exchanged a look. Juno continued staring at the floor, biting his tongue. This was just… so unfair. And he was so sick and tired of having to deal with it. He was slowly losing everything he had to Hadestown: his husband, his brother, his health, and now his ability to change anything for the better. It didn’t work on the surface, so why should it work down here?

But slowly, M’tendere began to nod. “He’s right, you know. Why should we even be working if we aren’t getting anything out of it?”

“You said it yourself! Because they own us,” Ben said as he threw his hands up to the ceiling.

“But there’s more of us than there are of them. Strength in numbers and all that. It isn’t right that a small group should tell everyone what is true and what is right. The many should decide that for themselves.” Vespa stood from where she had been crouching next to Juno on the floor.

“You could bring Hadestown to a standstill if you all just stopped working for a few days,” Juno said, easing himself up off the ground to stand next to Vespa. “Coal miners used to do it back on the surface to get better working conditions and pay. It could work here too.”

Ben was quiet for a minute, and Juno noticed that his face had gone suddenly thoughtful. “Huh. They couldn’t stop all of us, could they? If we partied around and had wine and flowers for a few days?”

A slow grin crept over Juno’s face. “No. No, they could only try.”

A matching grin appeared on Ben’s face. “Well, then. In that case, M’tendere, would you mind drafting some invitations? And Vespa, would you mind spreading them around? It seems we’ve got a party to plan.”

[ribosoons]

Paint Brush | Minhyuk

Minhyuk x Reader || Fluff

Warnings: none

Summary: just a cute painting date with minhyuk

a/n: i am deprived LMAO

it was not unknown that minhyuk can paint. in fact, you adore his whale paintings as much as you adored him. one day, it was your free time also his and both of you decided to date since both of you became so busy in the past few days and maybe making time for both of you is a good idea.

"you want dinner date? i know a good restaurant" minhyuk asked while scrolling through his phone.

"nah. too formal" you declined.

"i wanna see you in a dress tho" he gave you an knowingly look which made yung scoff.

"no"

"come on i thought we're going to make time for each other?" he placed his phone down and move beside you taking your personal space away. you pushed him further but he kept on clinging himself to you, you know him too well he's just teasing you because he knew you wanted your personal space.

"stooooopp" you whined trying to unstick him to you.

"nooooo" he copied your tone and sticked his cheeks on your cheeks. you sighed and just let him do what ever he wanted to do. you continued to watch on tv.

"you know what. we should paint" he suddenly said, still clinging on to you.

"what we. you know that i can't paint" you are also an artist yourself but painting wasnt your thing. you tried on practicing this medium but still failed to ace the medium.

"i know you can paint"

"i can not"

"please, you drew my face flawlessly. i can even put a blindfold on you and i bet you can still draw flawlessly" he said.

"no" you refused. painting will just hurt your ego as an artist.

"yes" he pursued. he ran away from you and came back clinging onto his paint brushes, canvases, oil paints, acrylics, gouaches, you think all of his painting materials are there.

"come" he pulled you out of the sofa and basically drag you and placed you down sitting next to him.

"now paint" he gave you a paint brush and a canvas. he also took a brush for himself and canvas and started painting.

"what do i do" you asked dipping your brush to the available paint in front of you.

"do what ever your heart wants" he said while tapping his chest with dramatic tone. you chuckled because of his quirk and again tried painting.

"i hate this" you said and tried scribbling the paint onto your canvas.

"oh come on, stop being so dramatic" he laughs.

"i am not tho" 20 minutes had passed. your canvas looks horrible. you peaked at what minhyuk is doing, his looks amazing. you moved your perspective on his face and saw those twinkling eyes.

"isn't heavy?" you asked.

"what? heavy what?" he asked not even bothering to look at you.

"carrying the whole universe in your eyes" he gave you a smirk and squeezed your face.

"you are my whole universe" he proceeds to squeeze also your nose. you touched your nose and saw the paint coming from where minhyuk's hands were. you immediately slaps minhyuk's arms while he's giggling.

"minhyuk!"

"what?" he asked in between of his laughs.

"look what you have done!" you whined and checked out how you looked like on your phone's camera.

you had red paint on your nose and oranges on your cheeks. you dipped your brush on pinks and immediately launched yourself on minhyuk. he was not able to react immediately that is why you are now on top of him.

"hold still!" you laughed maniacally.

"please have mercy!" you leaned and stroked the brush against minhyuk's cheeks and drew a blush on it.

"stay still!" you dipped your brush again but this on dark blues yet minhyuk used his force causing that minhyuk is now on top of you collecting both of your hands above you snatching the paint brush off your fingers.

"this is unfair, i told you to stay still" he smiled at you and said, "life is full of dissapointments, love"

you saw the brush coming at you that is why you closed your eyes. you were waiting for the brush to stroked on your face but felt nothing but minhyuk's lips on your forehead.

"i love you" he whispered.

"i love you too"

[significantfoliage]

911, S3 E2

- once again/still pissed at these coast adjacent people for not knowing an impending tsunami when they see one

- May nooooo don't talk about the stress of college applications 😭

- almost got real mad at Buck cause it looked for a second like he wasn't gonna use the hose

- damn Buck is just managing his own rescue zone proud of him

- OH MY GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE ANYONE ON THE WEDDING BOAT LIVED

- where the fuck can I get a blowtorch that works underwater????

- dang this rescue hits harder with May, she really killing this "kid stuck here but vaguely competent cause of parents and her life has been like this" fucking amazing

- oh noooooo did the woman actually die-die??? Damn I wanna hug May, this actor is KILLING THIS!!

- and a PULSE, damn damn this is a Really Good Scene

- THE LOUDNESS AND FERALNESS OF MY LAUGHTER WHEN MADDIE SAID SHE WAS THANKFUL BUCK WASNT NEAR THIS IS UNFAIR BUT 🤣🤣🤣🤣

- seriously all the child actors in this show are so good, they all have my whole heart

- FUCK I'VE BEEN WAITIED FOR THE WAVE TO TURN AAAAAAAAA

- hey deadass what just happened to Chris

- BITXH I NEED TO SLEEEEEP bluh I gotta srop starting new seasons late at night 😩, they always have cliff hangers and stuff

[ikemen-girl]

Yuhuuuu sweetheart~!!💖💖💖 I'm back again and this time I'm gonna request for our beautiful vampire boys! I hope this will gonna be the first IkeVamp HC you write? 😏🤭

Anyway, may I request for a HC which MC having a date/day-off BUT with the trio Arthur-Vincent-Theo? XD It's up to you whether you want to make them (MC and the suitors) in a non-romantic relationship (not a couple) or MC already being a girlfriend for one of them (I'd choose Arthur but feel free to pick between the trio! XD).

Last but not least, keep up the good work and I hope you enjoy writing this one! 💖🌟

Heyaaa Asha-San💗😍✨🙋🏻‍♀️💃🏻😘, first of all, thank you so much for supporting me always❤🙇🏻‍♀️💯✨💗😘🤗😇! Secondly, I loveeeee you for asking this request🥺🥺❤❤😘😘✨✨, as this chaotic trio is my most favourite in Ikevamp🤣🥺✨❤! Also, we share same liking again😏❤💃🏻🎉, as I am going with Arthur coz he is my Ikevamp husbando😍✨😏🤣! Lol, this is going to be awesome🤣🤣💗💗! I wanted to write so much more but it was getting too long🤦🏻‍♀️🤣🤣! Yes, that's my first writing on Ikevamp😏😎😉😂! Thank you once again💗 & without any furthur delay, here we go😏❤~

IKEVAMP HC🧛‍♂️❤:

MC👩🏻 spending her day off with Arthur😏-Vincent🥰-Theo😒💃🏻💗:

A BRIGHT SUNDAY IN THE MANSION😍🌞💗💯 :

As soon as Le Comte stepped out of his room to go outside for an important task🥰, he stumbled over something and barely avoided the fall on the ground gracefully😱. He turned back to look at *something* & it was Leonardo who was as usual sleeping right infront of his door😴. "Leonardo, what is the purpose of the BEDROOM🗣🛌?", Comte rubbed his temples, groaning in annoyance😫 Stressed MOM 24/7😑. "Oh! Hey😏, Comte, good morning🌞! Going out somewhere🥰?", Leonardo smiled at him after waking up from his slumber👀. "Good morning🌞! Yes, thanks to you, I almost fell down😒🤦🏻‍♂️!", said Comte sighing, shaking his head. "Have a great day😁!", Leonardo grinned. "Same to you☺️!", Comte nodded & went for his work. Mozart was as usual cooped up in his room, playing his piano happily🎹💗🥰 boi is at peace, no nuisance as of now😌🤘🏻. Napolean and Jean were doing their usual morning warm-up exercise sparring with each other happily⚔🤺. Vincent was painting happily💛👨🏻‍🎨🖼🎨 in his room while Theo was sleeping on his dear brother's sofa🛌😴 a rare moment as this grumpy boi is mostly busy✍ and he was forced by Vincent to take a break from work and take it easy💛🥰😂. You gifted a sketchbook📒💛 to Vincent on his birthday and he thought it was a very great opportunity to use it💛🥰😇. Cue-Vincent drawing a rough sketch of his grumpy😒, adorable broer Theo😍💛 while he was sleeping😴, he was quite satisfied with the results💯💛🥰😇 and he giggled looking at Theo, admiring his younger broer😆😍💛. Stop killing us with your sweetness, Vincent🗣💛😍! Someone was as usually teasing Issac sitting in the parlour room😏. "Hey Ai-kun, do you want to start your day by eating apples🍎?" "Ugh, go away😫😑🤦🏻‍♂️!", Issac grunted, annoyed🙄😒 at having his beautiful morning destroyed by Dazai as he thought to go on his jumping from windows adventure😎🏃🏻‍♂️😏. Sebastian was busy drying the bedsheets outside in the garden👨🏻‍💼💯.

"Geeeez, stop hugging me, Arthur😒🤦🏻‍♀️, can't you see, I am making pancakes😂?", you said to your boyfriend🥰💛 favourite hero😎 who was being clingy🤗, not that you don't love it but in the kitchen, when you were cooking👩🏻‍🍳, it felt so awkward😅, your gaze was constantly shifting towards your pan as well as the entrance of the kitchen👁👄👁.

"Mmm, luv, I missed youuu sooo much🥰😘🤗💗!", Arthur said with a deep morning voice, nuzzling your neck taking your sweet scent embracing you from behind🤗😍. "It's hardly 10 minutes from the moment I left the room😂!", you giggled flipping the pancake on the pan🥞💗😋.

Your dear lover💗 had been writing another Sherlock🕵🏻‍♂️ fiction staying up most of the last night while you were busy in the cleaning of the huge mansion💯🧹🧼. When he was finished writing about his most hated😒 recognized creation🕵🏻‍♂️💯, he sighed stretching his hands sore from writing by sitting in the same position for a long time🙆🏻‍♂️😌. He turned to look towards the door missing your warmth so much🥺💗, he was feeling very moody due to your absence☹, "Where are you, luv🥺💗?", he murmured sadly and walks towards the door to bring you back already🚶🏻‍♂️ soft boi love you so much❤💯😍🥰🤗😘.

But before he could touch the doorknob🚪, he heard the light steps from outside thanks to his vampiric powers🧛🏻‍♂️, he already knew that the love of his life❤😍💯 was finally coming in the room after a long, tiring day🙆🏻‍♀️. His heart was dancing with happiness🕺🏻💗, he quickly dashed back towards his chair🏃🏻‍♂️ and pretended to be asleep😴💗 putting his head down with the most innocent sleeping face🥰😴.

"Arthur, I am back🙆🏻‍♀️💃🏻~ooopsss😯🤐", you opened the door excitedly after getting nod from Sebastian for off from work finally to find him sleeping on his desk😴. Cue- you melting at the sight of his adorable sleeping face🥰💗😍🥺. You walked towards him and settled the hot coffee☕ on his table and it took all of Arthur's mental strength to not stir😴😅 sensing the sweet aroma of his favourite coffee💗. "I brought your coffee & here you are sleeping already😂🥰💗!", you murmured softly, giggling to yourself. You sat beside him and took his spectacles off for him👓, careful not to wake him up😴💗👀 Girl, he is ACTING🗣🤦🏻‍♀️. You gently caressed his dark blue hair💗🥰 & it took all of his strength to NOT❌ purr at your touch🥰💗. "You are so adorable😍, you know that🥰? I lovee you so much💗!", you said with a very warm smile🥰😇. *bathump💓* *bathump💓* *bathump💓* "Who could have thought that a rotten flirt😏😂💗 like you had such a gentle heart hidden behind it❤😍? Ah🙆🏻‍♀️! Whenever I look at you, you do some crazy things to my poor heart, your loving gaze👀💗, your sweet words😘, your feelings for me💗, I cannot even describe the happiness💙🥰 you give to me and I love you so much that even words cannot encompass it💗🥰. She kissed him softly on his cheek😘💗. Arthur's heart couldn't take it anymore💓💥.

His cheeks went flushed red despite himself😳💗. "Ugh😣, this is so unfair🤦🏻‍♂️😐!", Arthur exclaimed looking at you with an adorable pout on his face☹💗. "GAAH😱! You were pretending to be asleep😳😯😱?", you exclaimed, eyes wide with shock as you straightened up. "And how can you be anymore sweet than you already are when I am not aware of it😫🤦🏻‍♂️🙈?", said Arthur hiding his face in his palms. "Awwww💗, you are like a cute kid right now💗🥰😘😏!", you said teasing him ruffling his hair. "By jove, stop it luv😲😌!", he sighed, the tips of his ears red😳🙈. He hugged you to hid his face in the crook of your neck🤗💗. You giggled and returned his hug😂🤗, kissing his temple gently😘💗. "Now, drink your coffee and go to sleep☕!", Arthur nodded like a happy pup which made your heart beam with happiness🐶💗. "Your coffee drinking habits are so strange😂😂💗💗!", you laughed happily while he sipped his coffee☕. "MC, hug me🥺💗, I missed you so much today😢🤗❣!", Arthur requested you with a very soft tone💗🥺🎶. "Awww, come hereee💗😍!", you called him patting the side of his bed to which he happily obliged like a cute kid💯😍❣. You extended your arms infront of him🤗💗 as he accepted the warm embrace😍🎶🤗💗 and he rested his head on your chest and you caressed his hair💗. BEST FEELING FOR HIM💯❣"I feel so safe here in your arms!", Arthur whispered happily💗😍💯. "Aww I feel so happy 😍✨❣, now sleep, you must be quite tired💗😍😂", you said closing his eyes while gently massaging his back💗. "Mmm, goodnight love😴💗!", he said with a very satisfied smile on his face💗✨🥰💯.

BACK TO PRESENT SCENARIO:

"Now, now, dear, let me go, if someone enters in the kitchen👀😳😱----", you said as you tried to wriggled out his arms😨. "Mmmm, noooooo, luuuuuv, you are so warm💗😘😍🤗!", Arthur said with a happy and gentle smile as he tighten his hold around your waist hehehehe💗. "I am so hungry MC, are the pancakes🥞--", Theo came inside with his hands shoved in the packet excitedly☺️🥰 but froze at the sight that greeted him in the kitchen😐. Theo-😑🤦🏻‍♂️, Arthur-🤨🙄, MC-😱😳. "Oi klootzak, get away from Hondje🗣, this is kitchen, not a place to make love🙄, do that in your bedroom🤦🏻‍♂️😒!", Theo sighed, glaring at Arthur😠. "Hey, Theoooo, you have insufferable timing🤨, though a very good morning🌞😏!", Arthur grinned at his best friend😁💗. "Let go of me right now🙂!", you whispered to Arthur with a threatening tone⚠️ but he pretended not to hear you for the moment👀😏.

"What happened, Theo, why are you standing here in the middle of the kitchen🤔👀?", Vincent came inside with a bright smile on his face🥰😇. Brotherly Shriek "NOOOOO😱! BROER! NOTHING IS HERE🙅🏻‍♂️!", said Theo turning back to cover Vincent's pure eyes🙈 & hissing at Arthur to get away from you🗣😡. "Arthur🙂?", you said smiling at him with all the love in your eyes👀💗. "Yes, luv😏💗?", he smirked leaning closer to you🥰💗😍🤗. You stepped on his foot all the while smiling at him🙂 which finally made him let go of you & you can finally breathe😤😌. "Ouch😫!", he clutched his foot in pain. "Arthur, what happened😳? Theo, why are you covering my eyes🙈?", Vincent asked, extremely confused🤔. Theo grinned at Arthur😁 and gave a proud nod towards you😏👍🏻 and removed his hands covering his dear brother's eyes🥰💗. "Theo is joking with you😂🥰💗, good morning, Vincent💗", you said greeting him with a very warm and happy smile😇💗. "Hehehehe Theo😂, you are such an adorable brother🥰🤗💗, good morning, MC & Arthur😍😇!", Vincent replied with a soft chuckle😆. Cue-Theo blushing happily💗🥰. "Good morning🙂!", Arthur replied with a fake smile. "Hondje🐕, go fetch me pancakes🥞💗!", Theo said with a bossy tone😎.

"Breakfast Time💗!", you smiled happily as you brought the Dutch brothers' favourite pancakes🥞💗 and Arthur's favourite fudge in the dining hall and placed it on the table infront of the brothers🥰😇😋. The brothers' eyes were literally shining with happiness🥰💗. Theo pour the mayple syrup over pancakes🥞 or it's the other way around🤔😏 while Vincent began eating the pancakes💗🥞 without stopping to even breathe. He looked so adorable eating like a squirrel🐿💗 *chomp* *chomp* *chomp*. You were so glad to see the brothers enjoying the breakfast made by you so much���🥰😋😍.

Arthur was silently groaning in pain sitting on the side chair🤐😓 and you wondered whether you stepped on his foot with more strength than intended😨😳. "Did I hit you too hard😥?", you whispered to Arthur, concern written all over your face. "Hmph😒😠!", Arthur turned away from you, a deep frown with a angry pout on his beautiful facial features as he tried to go outside the dining hall🏃🏻‍♂️. You suddenly felt guilty for hurting him☹. "Arthur, where are you going🤔😳?", Vincent asked looking at him. "I am not hungry, you both continue🙂!", he replied. "Oi klootzak, sit back down and eat before it gets cold😒🙄!", Theo said rolling his eyes. "Theo!", Vincent scolded him lightly🤨.

You went running towards him🏃🏻‍♀️ and embraced him from behind🤗💗 and said in a very soft tone, apologizing to him☹, "I am extremely sorry, Arthur, don't vent your anger by staying hungry, pleaseeee😥😓!". Cue-Theo and Vincent gaping at both of you😳😲, shock written over their faces seeing your open affection for him😳, their forks paused in the air🍴Yes! Completely alike, they are brothers, afterall😏👬. Vincent almost chokes but Theo quickly gave him a glass of water. Hondje, are you trying to kill my broer🗣?! Arthur's anger melt away at your soothing voice & comforting hug🤗💗😌. He turned around in your arms and smiles at you💗☺️, "You are really adorable dove, I can't even stay angry with you💗😌😂", he embraced you gently making you sigh with relief🤗😌, "Thank you🥰😍💗!", you hugged him back happily🤗.

"But, I will forgive you on one condition😏?", Arthur winks at you😉. "Now, what is it😳🤨🤨?", you asked him with raised eyebrows, suspicious of his smirk. "Feed me fudge😁😍!", Arthur grinned at her. Cue-sound of Theo slapping his forehead🤦🏻‍♂️ & Vincent blushing furiously at his words😳. "Are you really sure😅?", you smiled at him awkwardly looking back towards the brothers😅. "Absolutely, sweetheart💗😁😍!", he replied with a playful grin. "Spare me this physical display of affection🙄😑😠!", Theo sighed, glaring at him. "You are not going anywhere, my best friend💗😎🙅🏻‍♂️!", Arthur said wrapping his hand around his broad shoulder😏. "Who is your best friend, klootzak😠?", Theo glared at him. "You are my best friend, I know you even love me so much💗😍😏👬!", Arthur hugged him🤗. "Ugh, gross, get off me😑🙄😒!", Theo said angrily trying to push Arthur off his shoulders😠. Vincent chuckled happily looking at the conversation b/w them😂💗😍. Cue-Theo's heart dancing & overflowing with love for his brother😍💗🕺🏻 obviously platonic😂.

So you feed him the fudge while Arthur wore the most smug look on his face😏💗💯 while Theo crossed his arms around his chest & rolls his eyes🙄 whereas on the other hand, Vincent had a faint blush covering his cheeks🥰💗 while he wore his usual sweet and angelic smile as he watches you both happily😇💗 blessing you both internally🙌🏻. You were obviously flustered under their gazes😳🙈 and Arthur was enjoying the cute look on your face, 100%😏💗👍🏻. Curse you, sherlock writer🙄😒🤣🤣!

As all of them finished eating their breakfast and preparing to leave the dining hall when you came with this amazing idea💗💯😍. "Theo? Vincent?👀💛", you called the brothers. They both turned back at the same time to look at you🤔. Arthur looks at you curiously👀, already knowing by the look in your eyes that you are going to request something from the Dutch brothers💛👀🙏🏻. "So I wanted to tell you both that today is my holiday from work & luckily you both are also free today, so can you both spend this bright day with me😍💛🥰🙏🏻?", you looked at the brothers in anticipation giving the most adorably puppy look you could muster towards them🐶💛. Cue Arthur (offended gasp)- Hey luv, what about me😱?

The brothers turn to look at each other and back at you with happy smiles🥰💗. "Obviously, MC, we would love to spend our day with you😇🥰💯! Isn't it Theo☺️?", Vincent sweetly smiled at you while directing his gaze towards his younger brother👀💛. "Heh😏! If it's an request from our knabbeltje🐶, I have to fulfill her wish or else she will bite us🤣😏!", Theo smirked happily while giving you a head-pat. "I am not a puppy, Theo☹!", you pouted as he gave you head pat like he would give to his dear dog, King🐕. "Knock it off, Theo🙅🏻‍♂️🙍🏻‍♂️!", said Arthur as he removed Theo's hand from your head and wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you close to him🤗💗. "Broer, we should get ready for the day🥰!", Theo smiled happily at Vincent. "Yes, Theo! Let's go💗😇!", said Vincent excitedly dragging him outside. "Be a good hondje and meet us in half at hour at the foyer😏🐕💗!", said Theo flashing a smirk at you. You nodded with a happy grin towards him😁💗. You turned to him and he was pouting adorably as you squeezed his cheeks😂😍, "You should know that you are always going to be with me with no questions😏💗😍!", you smiled giddily at him and his pout disappeared and replaces with a soft smile at you as he kissed you gently making you blush😘💗🙈.

Arthur came towards you with a helpless look on his face🥺 when you were getting ready for the day😍💁🏻‍♀️💄. "What happened, Arthur🤔?", you asked him curiously. "Luv, please help me with this collar😩!", he said, groaning. "Why, suddenly👀? You always adjust your collar yourself, don't you😏?", you smirked at him. Arthur looks at you with the pleading gaze🙁 while you giggle happily😂💗🥰😍. Well, wrong move, as soon as you came within his reach😏, he wraps his arms around your waist with a killer smile as you adjusted his collar😍. It was hard not to stare at his jaw, neck and his chest while you were at it👀, he is so stunning💯💗😍, your heart couldn't stop pounding wildly in your chest💓 TOO DISTRACTING. "Luv, you are blushing😏💗😁!", Arthur grinned at you. "Obviously, I will, you are so perfect, damn it💯🙈💗😠!", you pouted at him flashing a fake glare at him to hide your reddening cheeks😕🙈. Arthur.exe.stopped.working🤯. He was taken aback by your sudden genuine and adorable revelation😲 and he chuckled happily while his laughter ring in your ears😂💗, he kissed your forehead and hide you in his arms💗🤗😘, "You can blush as much as you want near me😏!", Arthur said with a very playful tone. "Arthur, I can't breathe😨!", you said, your head spinning😵. Why MC, is it because of tight hug or his features, if you know what I mean *ehem* 😏? Arthur releases you from his embrace but doesn't let go of you as he stare at you with loving eyes😍💗. The pure & a very happy smile on his face✨😍💗🥰 towards melts you into the puddle😍💓.

When you both went to the foyer, the dutch brothers were already waiting for you⏳. "You are late, hondje🐕! Why😒?", asked Theo grumpily. You quickly flashed a glare 😠😒 at your boyfriend who was grinning besides you😎😁. "Thanks to him, we got 10 mins late🤦🏻‍♀️! Sorry🙇🏻‍♀️!", you said with a sweet & apologetic smile😅. "Don't worry MC, we are glad that you both are finally here😍💗! Let's go🕺🏻!", Vincent smiled at you happily and walks outside😍💗. Theo shoved his hands into his pockets as he walks along with his brother as you both followed them, holding hands💁🏻‍♀️💁🏻‍♂️🤝🏻💗. As soon as you both stepped outside, all of you caught the sight of two adorable bundle of happiness💗😍. King and Vic leapt on Theo and you respectively🐕 as you stumble back from the impact😨 and Theo fell down🤣. "King! Get off me, boy! Sit back down🗣!", Theo ordered King but the happy dog couldn't stop showering him with kisses🐕😘💗. Arthur was laughing hard seeing Theo at the mercy of his dear dog🤣. "Stupid mutt! I will get back at you😡!", Theo glared at Arthur. Even Vincent was laughing at his adorable brother😂 who was struggling with his pet😩 and flashed helpless look towards his elder brother🥺. "Broer, I am happy that you are laughing🥰 but pleaseeee help me😢!", Theo groaned😫. "Okay, okay, sorry Theo😂💗!", Vincent laughed as he helped Theo to get up🤝🏻 and patted King's head as the golden retriever wagged his tail happily🐕💗. Vic settled himself in your arms as you stroked his back smiling happily and kissing his head🥰😘. Cue-Arthur being jealous🙍🏻‍♂️.

He stood infront of you and poked his cheeks😏💗. You understood his intentions and you smirked at him😏 as you pushed his face away😂🤣 and ran together with Vic, laughing at his stunned expression😲. "MC, you are not getting away😏!", Arthur said as he followed you. Arthur caught you both in his embrace as you both were laughing while Vic looks at both of you happily with twinkle in his eyes👀✨ from under your arms🤗💗. "Stupid kids😒!", Theo grunted. "Theo🤨", Vincent raised his eyebrow at him. "Sorry🙇🏻‍♂️!", he straightens up. "That's my good boy😍🥰💗!", said Vincent returning to his usual sweet, angelic smile as he patted his head😇. "Bro...Broer...😱😲! Why..why are you patting my head like I am a dog...🐕😳?!", Theo asked, blushing furiously, his mind went blank, as he stared at Vincent, dumbfounded🤐😯. His elder brother only chuckled at his question and adorably flustered expression😂💗😍. Theo wouldn't admit but he loves getting pampered by his elder and dear brother😍💗💯✨. You all played with your favourite four-legged companions🐕💗. Cue-Theo smiling so softly while giving treats to the dogs☺️🤗. "Theo, you are smiling! Can you smile like that for me😏💗?", Arthur smirked as he stood beside him. Theo grabbed him from his collar and raised a fist towards to hit him, "I would gladly punch you👊🏻😠!", said Theo as he glared at his bestfriend. "Schei uit, Theo🤨! Be nice!", Vincent again saved Arthur from the clutches of Theo again💯😇✨ by squeezing his cheeks. "Uwaah...Bro..Broer...😯", Theo said, embarrassed😳. Arthur snickered😂🤭. You couldn't stop laughing at the funny scene infront of you🤣🤣 while they all turn to look towards you and smile happily themselves🥰❤.

You all would definitely go to the art gallery✨😍🖼. Your eyes would literally shine with excitement going through the amazing creations of the artists💗💯✨😍. Cue-Theo smiling proudly😏. Vincent would gladly join you and tell you his perceptions about the meaning behind every painting❤😇😍💯. "Heh😏! She looks so adorable😍❤🥰!", Arthur said happily as he looks at your happiness😍💗✨. "She is an intelligent hondje to recognize the true art🐕💯🖼!", Theo said proudly. "Obviously, she is perfect, afterall she is my luv💯✨😍💗!", Arthur said smirking at him😏. "Now, don't get too cocky, Arthur😒!", Theo sighed at him & let out a happily smile☺️.

As you all went outside, you wore a devilish smirk on your face😈 as you caught the sight of something very useful. This is going to be so much fun💯✨🤣🤣. "Theooo😍❤🥰~!", you said in a very sweet voice🎶. "You are freaking me out😳, Hondje, what's with the sudden change in your attitude🤨🤔?", Theo asked, glaring at you, his tone extremely suspicious👀. You turned to look at him😍 and he let out a horror scream😱, "BROER😱!". Cue-Vincent and Arthur: R.I.P ears🙉. "HONDJE! WHAT THE HELL😱! DON'T BRING THAT THING CLOSE TO ME! KEEP THAT AWAY😱!", Theo shrieked as you stepped closer towards him😈. You held a very beautiful and adorable white cat right infront of his face😏😻. "Promise me you would stop treating me like a dog😏🐕!", you grinned mischievously as you brought the cat more closer towards him😻. "THAT'S NEVER HAPPENING😱! BROER🗣!", Theo nearly burst into tears😢 as he ran away from you as you gave him a long chase🏃🏻‍♂️😻👈🏻🏃🏻‍♀️. Cue-Arthur wheezing hard🤣💯 and Vincent shaking his head, facepalming🤦🏻‍♂️ and letting out a worried smile😅.

"I will never forgive you, Hondje😡!", Theo said glaring at you, extremely infuriated. "I am extremely sorry I took it too far🙇🏻‍♀️, I was merely teasing you🤷🏻‍♀️, pleaseee💗! I will make you load of pancakes🥞 and help you in your work tomorrow😍💯💗🥺!", you pleaded him trying to seek forgiveness of your friend💗. "Theo, she didn't mean it in a bad way🤷🏻‍♂️, please forgive her☺️!", said Vincent trying to convince his brother with a very soft smile💗🤗. Theo sighed hearing his brother's words and nodded "Fine😌!". "Thank you Theo💛☺️!", you smiled extremely relieved. "Honestly Theo, you are such a baby🤣🤣!", Arthur was laughing remembering that comical chase. "Shut up! I will wipe that stupid smile off your face right now😡👊🏻!", Theo said angrily grabbing his collar again. "Theo, calm down🤨!" "Yes, broer🙇🏻‍♂️!".

As you all were walking on the road of Paris, you spotted a small girl crying👧🏻😭. "What happened dear? Why are you crying😥?", you went over to him and get down to match her height as the three men came behind you, their faces showing extreme concern for the little girl🤔😥. "I am lost😭!", the girl wailed as you wrapped her in your embrace🤗💗. "Little girl👧🏻, you are with me, you will found your mommy very soon💯💗😍! Happy😏🕵🏻‍♂️?", Arthur said with a very gentle smile trying to cheer the girl up by wiping her tears🥰🤗. "Yes, this extremely stupid man is good in these cases😏!", Theo commented. You tried to stifle your laughter hearing his words🤭. "Theo, you are a devil👿, was that an compliment or an insult🤨😒?", Arthur asked, frowning at him😩. "Stop, you will make me blush🥰, the choice is yours for the question😎💯😏", Theo replied with a smirk which made the little girl laugh🤣 making everyone relaxed🥰💗. "Now, sweet little girl👧🏻, tell me everything🕵🏻‍♂️!", Arthur asked her about the details. Taking all clues into consideration, he found her mother in no time🕵🏻‍♂️💯😎. The little girl was so happy after finding her mother😍👩‍👧, she threw her arms around him and kissed on his cheek😘🤗💗. "Thank you so much, Mr.Detective🕵🏻‍♂️💯!", the girl said with a cheerful voice😍. You melted at the sight of Arthur's face wearing a very gentle smile and his eyes moist🥺 & shining with happiness✨💗. Theo and Vincent smiled happily standing besides each other seeing the little girl reunite with her mother👩‍👧, they nodded at each other happily😍👬.

You all went to the park to eat the delicious lunch made by Sebastian💗😍🥰. "Delicious😋💗💯✨!", you exclaimed happily while eating the food. Theo, Vincent and Arthur nodded👍🏻, enjoying themselves in the garden filled with various colourful flowers including sunflowers🌻🌹🌸🌷. Arthur lay down on your lap while you comb through his hair using your fingers, smiling gently at him🥰😍💗 while he let out an extremely satisfied sigh with his eyes closed😍💗. On the other hand, Theo was already sleeping on Vincent's lap😴 while he draws happily on his sketchbook with a soft smile on his face🎨🖼👨‍🎨💗😍. Even Arthur fell asleep when you were caressing his hair with utmost love😴💗. "They both looks so adorable, don't they Vincent😍💗🤭?", you asked murmuring happily. "Yes, I love them💗! I feel so blessed😇!", said Vincent happily. "So do I💯😇", you nodded happily. When they both woke up, it was near sunset and curiosity got the better of Theo as he noticed Vincent's sketchbook🤔👀. "Broer, what did you draw today🥰😍💗? Please show me👀!", Theo requested him🙇🏻‍♂️. His eyes went wide as he stared at his brother's art of him sleeping on the sofa during morning and him playing with King😱😲, he exclaimed happily, "MAGNIFICENT💯✨💗! I love you, broer💗!", he couldn't stop himself from crying😭 and hugged Vincent tightly making him stumble back a little🤗💗. "Waaah! Theo! Hehehe! I love you too💗😆🥰🤗😇!", Vincent giggled as he rubbed his back gently as his younger brother cried😭😭. You and Arthur looked at each other👫🏻 and smiled at them happily🥰. "You looked adorable while crying😏!", Arthur said giggling. "I was not crying😒! I will kill you😡!", Theo replied glaring at him. "Aww, but I know you adore me so much to kill me~🎶💗😏!", Arthur laughed happily🤣. You and Vincent giggled happily😂😂💗💗.

You all would go to various shops with Vincent and Theo purchasing all the art materials🖼🎨👨🏻‍🎨💗🥰 while you would have to dragged pouting Arthur☹ away from purchasing too expensive items❌🙅🏻‍♀️. "Arthur, noooo!" "Dove, pleaseee💗🥺" "Noooo🙅🏻‍♀️". Vincent shook his head, smiling gently🥰💛 while Theo grins like a sadist seeing Arthur's misery😏😂👍🏻. Theo: Noo👁👄👁! Finally you settled on a very beautiful floral dress 🥀 as a gift from Arthur for always working hard, taking care of everyone💯😍 and for just simply loving him💗😍😘 👗. He was smiling like he won everything in the world after you accepted his gift😍💗🥰💛😘🤗. Even you gifted him a ink pen, which made him extremely happy💗😍🕺🏻🤗💛💯.

You all went to the cafe to enjoy drinks🍻💗🎉���� & chat over random topics😂😏😒🥰 when Theo and Arthur drank too much🥃. "I loveeeee MC so much💗🥰~!! She is so adorableeee~😍😘🤗🎶! Ah, my heart can't stay calm💓! She brings happiness to this old chap's life🥺❣🌞✨!", Arthur said slurring on his words. "I loveeee my brother so much💗😍! He is toooo kind🥰, he is an angel😇, he is such an talented artist👨🏻‍🎨🎨🖼! He is the best!", said Theo, his cheeks flushed. "MC is best💯💗!" "Broer is best💯💗!" "MC🙋🏻‍♀️!" "Broer🙋🏻‍♂️!" "Stop it, you two🤣🤣!", you said laughing trying to hide your embarrassment hearing Arthur's feelings for yourself🥺😍💗🥰🙈. Even Vincent couldn't stop blushing furiously hearing Theo's words of appreciation for him😍😳🙈💗🥰. "You both are so adorable🤣🤣💗💗!", Vincent chuckled at both of them happily. Arthur and Theo hugged you and Vincent🤗💗 respectively while you both were dragging them outside on their feet infront of so many people🤣👥🤣. "Are you okay there, MC😯? Shall I help you with Arthur🤔?", Vincent asked helping Theo to walk with extreme ease strong angel😇💪🏻😎💯. "I am but he is 💯 times more clingy right now as compared to when he is sober though he is so cuteee🥰🤗🤣💗😍!", you said while giggling and poking his cheek😍😘🤣 while his arm was wrapped around your shoulder as he staggered😌 but you held him properly💗💯😍. "Hehehe, MC, I love youuuu~🎶💗😂🥰!", said Arthur happily. "I lovee you too🎶💗~!", you replied him with the same smile as his as you and Vincent carried the boys back to the mansion🥰💗. You and Vincent🥰 said your goodnight to each other🥰💗 as he carried sleeping Theo over his shoulder back towards him room😴.

You helped Arthur to get into the bed while he was still singing praises about you in his dreamlike state, "You are so precious to me, MC💗👸🏻😍", Arthur said with a very happy smile💗💯🎶😍. You smiled giddily as you put the covers over him while he pulled you in the bed😱 and wraps his arms around you gently, your head on his strong chest💗🎶💯, you stayed there❣, in his comforting warmth🥰💗, listening to his heartbeat💓💯🎶😍, when he whispers in a sleepy tone, "Sleep well my dear, luv..zzzz...😍💗😴!", Arthur said with a sleepy and gentle tone as he fell deep asleep😴💗. "Hehehe🤭💗, you too, dear Arthur😍💗😘🥰!", you kissed him on his cheek😘 as you drifted off to sleep as well💗😴.

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if you’re still doing the NSFW alphabet can I get a-z for ryota mitarai? if you don’t wanna do all of them then you can just choose the ones you want to write! thanks! :)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A RYOTA REQUEST!!! NONNIE I LOVES YOUUUUUUU <3 I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!

Warning: N//F*W!!!

RYOTA MITARAI N//F*W ALPHABET

A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex. ⦁ A tired yet happy baby. You'll be the one who have to do his aftercare, I mean that's no surprise since the boy can barely care for himself. Will cling onto you, as if to never ever let you go afterwards.

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light.

⦁ Oh he is. Not too much, but probably has a "daddy/mommy" kink (my gender neutral fellas out there, saying parent felt weird so pls tell me the gn thing for it. Parenty? IT SOUNDS FUNNY NOOOOO). It just feels nice to have someone take care of him and shower him with affection, he goes all gooey on you, clinging onto you and smiling whenever he sees you. He doesn't even notice how clingy he is getting, but he likes that stuff. I still can't imagine him saying "harder, daddy!" though...

C=Cum - pretty self explanatory. ⦁ Not a lot, tastes mildly sweet. He is also quick to cum. Which is good for a certain kink of his...

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch? ⦁ He is a BDSM dominatrix! Just kidding, he is such a sub it's adorable.

E=Edgeplay - Similar to ‘Kinks’ except it’s a lot riskier than usual kinks (knifeplay, breathplay, etc.). ⦁ No way lol!

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy). ⦁ You sucking his dick while he is busy with the work. The said work isn't anything too important, though, but still he is pretty busy and stressed. So you decide to relieve his stress and sneak under his desk without your boyfriend who is absorbed in his work noticing. You then spread his legs and unzip his pants. He will notice you at that point and will look at you with the wide and beautiful eyes of his, needless to say a red face. So with a sinister smile, you pull his pants down and start to toy with his cock. Needless to say, he won't last long...

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex. ⦁ He'd like... Hide behind his partner? Like, he would bury his face on their chest, or crouch down and hug them tight, while screaming at the other person to get out with a pathetic voice crack.

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated (EX: neck). ⦁ Hmm... His mouth? French kisses will definetly do the trick for the animator boy, he'll be aching for more. He'll go especially crazy if you sit on his lap while dominating the kiss, more if you rub your private parts while doing so, be careful not to crush him though, he is so fragile...

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex. ⦁ I feel like he'd be ashamed, but once he lets loose (which doesn't take much time since he is quick to cum) he won't be able to care and will be super lovey-dovey! He'll keep telling you how good you make him feel and how lucky he is to have you and will be smiling time to time.

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex. ⦁ Right after finishing the anime that he made, you talk about of how much of a good job he did. You then usually decide to "reward" him. Praise him and his anime while making love to him, he will be over the moon.

K=Kinks - I’ll list a few of their kinks, be they the normalized ones or kinkier kinks. ⦁ Overstimulation! Receiving end, of course. Just the thought of you seeing him in that euphoric (yet painful) state, with his eyes rolled back and chest going up on down quickly excites him. ⦁ Maybe praise too? Perhaps dirty talk????

L=Location -  Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc. ⦁ Don't stress him out pls ⦁ Ok maybe stress him out a little bit, maybe caress his cock a bit as he watches a movie he isn't interested in in a cinema salon? Nothing too much, do the rest at home.

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to. ⦁ Sometimes he gets too stressed because of his work yet he doesn't do anything. But when you call him to check on him, he gets a sudden erection and starts to rub his cock to your voice. He tries to keep it a secret but unfortunately for him (and fortunately for you) it's pretty clear. It does relieve his stress, though.

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do. ⦁ Hmm, aside from all the stuff dominants would do, he wouldn't act like a brat. He is quite obedient and nice, good for you!

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly). ⦁ Getting teased. Not anything too serious or rude, just to be called "a pervert" in a light-hearted way. You are probably the most perverted one out of you two and he knows that as well, but he won't try to fight back. Instead, a blush will appear on his cute face. A blush that you know the meaning of too well.

P=Position -  Their favourite position to have sex in. ⦁ Missionary and cowgirl. Nothing too spicy.

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc. ⦁ Who prefers them over actual sex? Well, certainly not Ryota! It kind of stresses him out, since he lives his life between deadlines, so he'd rather take his time with you.

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed. ⦁ Don't make me laugh... But, you don't have to hold back, y'know ;) He likes it rough time to time.

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out. ⦁ If it was rough, he's out after first time! If it wasn't, maybe 3 times max? Things may change if you feed him well and make sure he sleeps though...

T=Toys - Do use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc. ⦁ He doesn't. He sometimes sees them in hentais and wants to buy them and use on you but he is actually too shy to do it.

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc. ⦁ Aaah, he doesn't. If you tease him, don't overdo it please he'll literally cry out of sexual frustration.

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc. ⦁ C'mon, we both know that he is a total screamer. His moans are quite erotic and the face he makes is absolutely wonderful, and the stuff he'd say is even better. As I mentioned before, he'd definetly declare his love over and over for you and talk about how "if it's with you, he could do it forever" but you both know that the last part isn't true.

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice. ⦁ As I mentioned it before, he watches hentai- because he is probably too embarrassed to watch actual porn. And also to study. Hentai is still pretty embarrassing (actually even more embarrassing)  but he tries to learn how actual sex is. Please tell him that hentai is NOT the right place for it.

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off. ⦁ Skinny legend. Seriously, very skinny. If he were any skinnier, his ribcages would show. His dick is skinny yet beautiful too.

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex. ⦁ He is usually too busy to yearn. But it's easy usually to get him worked up if he's not busy.

Z=ZZZ - How quickly they fall asleep after having sex. ⦁ Watch him sleep like a baby right after you finish his aftercare. He will definetly hug you in his sleep after you're done with your aftercare too, and murmur something about how "he missed you".