#oh god wait... this is a reminder of why i like him huh.... oh boy

[captainnameless]

just saw a tiktok of a mum who was struggling to discipline her toddler because he was too cute and don’t ask me why but it reminded me of little Oscar 🤣

lolol. this had given me thoughts:

Daniel hadn’t expected the outburst. Oscar’s usually pretty calm and quiet when he plays, especially with the train set he had picked out himself.

Not today though, apparently, because one of the wagons just nearly hit Daniel in the face.

It’s pulled his attention from his phone towards the boy with a look of surprise, watches Oscar’s eyes shoot daggers at the piece of plastic across the room, arms crossed over his chest, cheeks flushed.

He looks utterly adorable, like a cross kitten if you will, but Daniel knows he cannot let that go.

“Oscar, sweetheart.” Daniel hums, putting his phone down. “Trains are not for throwing, baby. Can you pick that up please and put it where it belongs?”

“No.” Oscar’s answer is short and immediate, frustration clear in his tone.

Daniel sighs softly, straightening a bit. “Oscar,” he says again, a bit firmer this time. “Please go pick it up.”

Oscar’s glare shifts from the piece of plastic to Daniel, and while the boy probably thinks he’s being very intimidating, all it does is make Daniel want to coo. “No.” The glare is accompanied by an impressive pout.

God damnit, Carlos had always been better at the whole discipline thing.

Daniel takes a breath. “One,” he says, mostly because he needs time to think about how to handle this.

Oscar doesn’t flinch, maintains eye contact even, the little shit.

Daniel waits longer than a second, mentally preparing himself for a possible tantrum before continuing. “Two.”

Oscar’s scowl grows, lips jutting out into an even deeper pout, arms crossing tighter around him with a huff. “No no no no, no!” The way Oscar shakes his head makes his hair bounce and it’s utterly adorable. Daniel thinks about banishing scissors so no one will ever be able to cut it.

Except there’s no time to think about that, he’s got world’s most adorable toddler throwing a tantrum to deal with.

“Oscar,” he warns gently.

Oscar doesn’t budge.

“Three,” Daniel says, a little sad, as he pushed himself up from the couch.

The power of three never fails to amaze Daniel, because suddenly Oscar is scrambling up from the carpet, already making his way over to his throw victim while blurting out a different tone of “No no!”

Daniel halts, watches Oscar snatch the wagon up before turning to face Daniel again. “No I don’t wanna …” he trails off then, realizing Daniel never actually gave him a consequence of what would happen after he got to three and promptly bursts out into tears.

“Oh, buddy.” Daniel sighs gently, stepping forward. “Danny hold you?”

With Oscar, he usually always asks.

There’s no doubt Oscar wants to be touched though, because he sort of flings himself at Daniel, wagon clutched into his hand as Daniel hoists him up, already humming some soothing noises as he gently rocks the boy as they move back to the couch.

“Shhh,” he hums, fitting Oscar in his lap as he sits back down, his fingers gently going up and down his spine. “We’re gonna be quiet for a bit together, ok? You can cry, sweetheart.”

He’s always been a fan of implementing these time out adjacent quiet time sessions with the boys when he feels they need a moment to calm down but it doesn’t feel beneficial to actually put them in time out where he can’t hold them.

He checks his watch and decides of 5 minutes of no speaking, just gentle soothing noises and soft touches before he speaks again, pressing a soft kiss onto Oscar’s hair.

The crying has quieted down to sniffles, one hand still clutching the train while the other has fisted into Daniel’s jumper.

“Those are some big feelings, huh buddy?”

Oscar nods, a sas hiccupy sniffle leaving him.

“You wanna talk about them?”

Oscar pouts, reluctantly letting go of Daniel’s jumper to wipe at his eyes before looking up at Daniel.

“Dandy,”

It comes out sort of whiny and the nickname pulls a smile out of the elder.

“Yes, bub?”

“The train wasn’t clicking.”

Oscar holds up the little wagon, before pointing an accusatory finger in the direction of the rest of the train set.

“It wasn’t clicking?” Daniel hums, brushing a hand through Oscar’s lock. “Was that frustrating, baby?”

Oscar nods, lips jutting out into another pout.

“Did throwing the wagon fix it?”

Oscar sighs softly, eyes looking down. “No.” He whispers.

Daniel smiles encouragingly, hand brushing past Oscar’s cheek. “Can you think of something you could’ve done to help you with fixing it?”

Another big sigh leaves Oscar. “Ask you.” He mumbles, looking up at Daniel again.

“Me?” Daniel gasps, brushing at Oscar’s wet cheeks. “You think silly old me can fix the train?!”

The ridiculous tone Daniel has taken on pulls a soft giggle from the boy. “Yes you!”

“I think that’s a great idea.” Daniel praises, gently lowering Oscar from his lap. “Let’s go try together.”

[mibkid]

Mhm exactly

yosuke has so much nerve implying that the reason souji doesn’t name chie or yukiko as his “type” is because he saw the worst of them in their shadow. like mr ‘i secretly thought I was better than everyone in order to assuage my loneliness and feelings of dissatisfaction in small town life’ is gonna lecture on this? lmfao?

[jasmines-library]

CAN YOU PLEASE DO SOMETHING WITH OLDER BROTHER DAMIAN WAHNE?? LIKE 11 ISH YEAR OLD READER?? Reader is also an ex child weapon. Just a silent cutie pie. I just wanna see Damian spoiling them. Or something with like reader not following his orders and telling Damian to go away and does reckless stuff that Damian did when he was younger and his older siblings are just laughing at the irony

Brotherly Love

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Note: Sorry again for the wait! but two in one day woo.

Warnings: Just fluffy

Word Count: 800.

ALSO THIS IS MY 100TH FIC 🎉🎉

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“If you walk out that door I swear to God-” Damian curses as you slink out of the door of the batcave. He had explicitly told you that he didn’t want you going on this mission because he had deemed it ‘too dangerous’ as soon as Bruce gave the details. For a boy who claimed he ‘didn’t give a shit’ he was rather protective. Of course, being the highly trained, and rather confident 11 year old you are (which basically meant you were an adult) you had decided that you weren’t going to listen to him. With a sly smirk, you slipped out of the door. “God dammit!”

Damian kicks the wheely chair beside him. It slides across the room.  And then there’s laughter.

It was Jason, geared up in his suit, minus the signature hood. He was leaning against the wall, an amused smirk on his face. 

“Finally getting a taste of your own medicine, huh Demon Spawn?”

“What?” Damian half snapped, his temper wearing thin as he spun around to face his brother.

This made Jason’s grin widen. “Don’t act as if you weren’t exactly the same.”

Damian glowered. “That’s different.”

Jason just raised an eyebrow. “Is it?”

“....shut up. Where are you going anyway?” Damian nods towards Jason’s suit. 

“Someone has to go and get them. And it certainly won't be you.”

~

“Hi Dami.” You smiled as you sat yourself beside him on the couch. He was still in a grump, grumbling about your excursion. Jason had gone to find you, but instead of bringing you home, he let you finish the mission. This royally pissed Damian off, and he was almost 100% certain that Jason had done it just to spite him. But as much as he wanted to, Damian just couldn’t stay mad at you. Especially when you looked up at him with those bright and mischievous eyes. You very much reminded your other siblings of Damian when he was your age. Though of course, now he would claim he was all grown up and always has been. And, even though Damian wished he could keep holding his grudge against you, his face couldn't help but melt. 

“Hey, kiddo.” he greeted, looking down at you curiously.

“What are you doing?” You ask. You had always been fond of your older brothers, but you had an especially soft spot for Damian, as he did for you. 

Damian held up the book that he was half reading, but then gestured to the TV that he kept getting distracted by. “I don’t even know why I bothered trying to be honest.”

“Oh.” You acknowledged before reaching forwards to pick up the video game controllers. You raised an eyebrow and held one out for him to take. He snatched it up and turned it on. Damian was very clearly competitive, however he let you win the first few rounds before he decided he had had enough and wanted to take all of the glory for himself. 

At some point, the two of you deemed it time for a break. It didn’t last long, but it gave the two of you long enough to stretch your legs. When you returned, Damian was already back on the couch. On the coffee table he had placed two steaming mugs of hot cocoa, topped with cream and marshmallows. He had also haphazardly placed a bunch of crisps in a bowl and had collected an extensive array of snacks that he had chucked onto the table too. 

You raised an eyebrow, looking curiously at him. 

“What?”

“You got snacks.”

“Yeah….well you looked hungry.”

Your face melted at Damian’s tenderness. Damian rolled his eyes as you took a sip of the hot chocolate, getting whipped cream on your face. He chuckled and gestured for you to wipe it away. You grinned up at him again.

“Thank you, Dami.” you beamed, nudging his side affectionately. 

“Yeah, well. Don’t get used to it.” He grumbled, unable to hide the sliver of a smile creeping up onto his face. 

The two of you eventually fall asleep, still in front of the TV and half gripping the controllers as the game idles on without you. It’s Dick who pokes his head around the door to see what the noise is. He is surprised to see you with your head on Damian’s shoulder as the two of you snooze. With a soft smile, he turns off the TV and places a blanket over the two of you. But not before snapping a quick picture of the two of you which he would definitely use to wind up Damian some point in the not too distant future.

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@hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx @hell-o-kittys @harleycao @batfamsstuff @alicedawitchbish

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[ccoconutmall]

DATE AND DASH

⪼ home

you were getting bored waiting for nobara and the boys to get here, it felt like it’s been hours. usually megumi would at least be on time, so it was worrying you. constantly checking your phone was getting annoying so you decided to go on your own.

once you got to the fairgrounds you could see the tall ferris wheel, towering all the other rides in it’s wake. even though you were alone you could surely have just as much fun as you would with your friends, but out of the corner of your eye, you saw a familiar face. 

you quickly paid for admission and went over to him. “hey yuta!” he jumped, quietly gasping at the sound of your voice. all he could do was nervously wave, his palms were a bit sweaty, if his anxiety didn’t kill him you would. “hey..” his voice barely above a mumble, but seeing your smile immediately brightened up his night, way more than the colorful lights around him could. 

“you’re alone too huh?” he nodded quietly, but the second he felt you take his hand into yours, he suddenly gained a little confidence. despite the sweat of his palms, you still held his hand and that’s what made him feel so comfortable in your presence. he had you with him when he was alone. “let’s hang out together! sorry, i would normally ask beforehand but i don’t have your number.. i guess it worked itself out though huh?” 

he looked into your eyes and he could practically see how happy you were, he wanted to hide again, but how could he, you were actually talking to him and he loved every second of it. “yeah, let’s go on rides.” you practically dragged him to your favorite ride, even though his feet were dragging against the dirt, his shoes slightly getting scuffed in the process, he didn’t care. he was happy to see you so excited, he wanted to call this a date; but he knew that wasn’t what this was. he had to remind himself that you more than likely didn’t feel the same. it was all just a dream of his. maybe a hang out at best, but he felt your head rest against his arm in the line where you two stood. “I don't know how you knew i was gonna come… but thank you for being here.” 

oh god. 

he looked down at you, he saw your sad smile as you looked towards the ground “my friends said they’d come but i think they ditched me.. well, they never showed up so more like flaked.” he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “i wouldn’t say i knew… but i’m glad i agreed to come… my friends also flaked…” he wanted to say more but he watched as the door opened to get on the ride. “wait, so what is this ride again..?” he walked on after you before you gasped excitedly. “basically you’re stuck to the wall and it spins super fast!” you two stood next to each other along the wall. 

you felt as the ride began, a knot growing in your stomach. you held onto yuta’s hand as the ride went on. a smile growing on both of your faces.

the whole night was full of the two of you playing games, riding rides, talking, and eating food. yuta even won you a giant stuffed animal. the last thing left was the ferris wheel. you wanted to wait because it’s best at night. seeing all the other rides with their brightly colored lights, and all the people who look so small once you finally reach the top, you loved it all. you held your stuffed bear in your lap. the fuzz made the goosebumps settle on your body. “you know… you’re such a fun guy… i don’t get why you’re so nervous around me…” 

yuta looked over at you, the bright lights illuminating your face perfectly. he swore he died and touched heaven that night. “well.. you’re really pretty… so, i think i just get nervous around you because i’m not used to it…” you looked back at him and smiled. “yuta, you’ve spent all night with me… you don’t have to be so nervous, i don’t bite.” the cooling breeze whisked past you, the air rang in your ears. if it wasn’t for the two of you being at the top of the fair, yuta would’ve been way more nervous by now. 

he gently grabbed your face, feeling the warmth of your cheek against his palm make his stomach turn. all he could see was you looking at him through your long lashes before you quickly kissed him on the lips, gently pulling away before the ride stopped. “see..” 

his face was bright red. he nodded quietly before he did it for himself. you could tell he was inexperienced, you could feel how tense he was before he quickly pulled away.

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[bangchansgirlsblog]

Hii i love ur work i was wondering if u could do an angst story when ur the fem 9th member and jyp adds another fem member and they start ignoring you yelling at u and acting harsh and only one member is by ur side all the time

Replaceable

-9th skz

Warning: yelling, panic attacks, harsh tones, angst

Pairing: I.N x 9th member

Summary: a new member joins your group and it seems everything starts crashing down when you realize your being slowly replaced.

!not proofread!

Hey thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy this short story lol! Have a good day 🩷

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"Chan? I don't know where you are but I've been outside. Waiting. You promised to pick me up remember? Just text me or call me when you get this." I send the voicemail and let out a frustrated sigh. Had he forgotten to pick you up again? This was starting to become really annoying.

The last time he forgot because apparently the new girl, Haneul, needed help recoding something for the album. I let it go because it was the album after all and I want what's best for the team. But this time I had no idea why he wasn't texting or picking up.

The sky starts to drizzle and I let out a sigh. Slowly starting the walk home. I knew I was going to be soaking wet when I arrive at the dorms so I just put my phone in my bag to avoid it from getting spoilt.

The past few weeks, the schedule was really busy especially now that their was a 10th member. Everyone was trying to make her feel like home even offering her MY room as I took the couch until we were transferred to our new dorm. It was frustrating because now everyone's attention was on her and the fact that the boys were excited for a girl joining got me thinking that maybe they were tired of me.

The rain was pouring heavy now and my tears were too. Last week Han forgot to practice with you because he was with Haneul teaching her the rap part for the new song. Last week Felix forgot that you were making brownies with him and decided to do it with Haneul instead. Last week Changbin double booked his schedule with the recording studio and told me to come at a later date because Haneul needed more attention. LAST week Leeknow took her to the new game park when he had promised me to go with.

Haneul was slowly getting me replaced. The less I talked the more nobody would notice me.

My phone vibrates and I quickly pull out my phone.

"H-hello?" I say into it while snifling.

"Y/nie? Love? Are you there? What's all that noise?" I hear I.N's voice booming through the phone obviously panicking.

"I'm walking home." I sadly say looking at the puddles that had completely got my shoes wet.

"But it's raining dogs and cats outside! Yah! You're going to get sick."

"Chan forgot to pick me up again but it's okay I'm like 2 minutes away from the house."

"Oh baby. Let me make you some hot chocolate and run you a bath."

"You don't have to babe-"

"No I will! Now hurry along please. I want you home safe."

I say a little bye before rushing to get home.

My shoes let out squishy sounds against the hard wood floor as I make my way through the house.

"Where's Chan?" I glare at Changbin who's walking to the kitchen.

He stops and his eyes go wide when he finally sees me. "Oh my God. What happened babydoll?" He gasps at the state I'm in.

"Where. Is. Chan?" I ask one more time. Angry wasn’t even the word that could explain the emotion I felt at the moment.

"His in the studio-"

I walk past him and charge at the studio where I open the door to find him with Haneul laughing at something.

Was he being Foreal right now?

"Chan how could you?!" I say hurt at him causing him to jump and look up at me.

"Y/n? Oh my God what happened to you? Why are you soaking wet-"

"You fucking forgot to pick me up from schedules Where were you huh? Huh?" I frown and glare at him.

He looks panicked as he picks up his phone to check his reminders but his eyes open wide in realization.

"Oh my God- y/nie I'm so sorry. Haneul-"

“It’s okay,” I say not even bothering to fight with him. It wasn’t worth it. It was tiring.

"What’s going on guys?" Leeknow says coming into the room confused.

“Yah! Y/n your getting the whole house wet with your clothes? What’s your problem?” He scolds me.

“I had to walk through the rain and you don’t even care, no need to yell at me.”

The boys all start piling up into the room trying to figure out what the matter was.

"Y/n! Your wet!" Han exclaims

“Yes I think I get the point people!” I groan and shiver as the cold air hits my body.

“Y/n go get change please, now I have to clean up your mess,” Leeknow’s tone is harsh. I can hear it with a tint of frustration.

“Jeez Leeknow you won’t even bother to ask if I’m okay?” I roll my eyes trying to avoid the tears that threatened to fall down my cheeks once again.

He just dismisses me with his hand and walks out the room to do whatever he had too.

“Anyways, Haneul do you still wanna watch riverdale later?” My neck snaps at the direction that Hyunjin stood. Did he just say riverdale?

“Yeah yeah, I hope it’s not too much work but I was wondering if we could also make those little friendship bracelets-“

“Hyunjin did you just say riverdale? That’s our show,” my voice is now soft and quivering. Why would he watch our show with her.

“Y/n don’t be selfish, she’s just watching season one. It’s not a big deal.” He didn’t care. He didn’t care at all.

“We can alwyaks watch another series Hyunjin I don’t mind really-“

“Nah Y/n will be okay she’s just being dramatic like always,”

My breathing started to pick up. I couldn’t hold in the tears anymore. I was cold, tired, hungry and emotional. The sob that left my lips represented all that.

Chan’s eyes go wide when he notices the distress I’m in. “Hey, why are you crying? Are you okay?”

I don’t even bother to answer and just walk past the boys that stood by the door looking confused and worried.

“What’s the matter Y/n? Is it because of riverdale? Please don’t tell me you’re crying over that!” Hyunjin says as his hand grabs mine.

“You guys treat me like such a bother ever since she got here. I don’t know what I’ve done wrong. I’m I boring to you guys now? All of you have been mean or pushing me aside for her. I don’t even ask for much but to have my friends back. If you don’t want me in the group anymore just tell me.”

I’m a mess, I’m a mess. I free myself from his grip before walking up the stairs where I run into I.N. He gives me a smile and realizes the state I’m in. His smile drops.

“Hey- woah woah woah, what’s wrong?” He asks but he was the only one that knew the current position I was in. I had told him the day he saw Chan snap at me when we were learning a new choreography and I had messed up.

“I’m- I’m just tired.” I cry as he automatically pulls me into his arms.

“Don’t cry hmmm. It’s okay I’ve got you okay? Let’s go upstairs and get you showered and changed. Then we can talk about it okay?” He whispers in my ear and I just nod in response.

He pulls me up the stairs and into my room where I find my pajamas laid out and some candles lit. The bathroom was running.

He slowly undresses me and guides me into the bathroom where I sit in the hot bathtub.

“Join me?” I ask well basically whimper. Craving his touch.

He chuckles. “Yeah sure my love. You miss me hm?”

“Yeah,” I softly say before blushing.

He gets undressed and gets into the tab. He leans back as I sit in between his legs. My body slowly meting into his.

He leaves tiny kisses on my naked shoulders while slowly massaging my neck. I find my body relaxing and slowly shutting down.

“Hey do you wanna talk about it now?”

“Mmm, it’s just that Everbody’s been acting so different towards me eve since she joined, I told you this last time but now it’s worse. Sometimes they don’t even acknowledge my existence.” I sigh feeling the sadness start to rise again.

“Baby, I told you last time to talk to them about it. What happened?”

“I don’t know I geuss, I geuss I just don’t want to make them feel like they’re picking.”

“But it’s your feelings that matter

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LMAO THIS IS LIKE ONE OF THE FIRST STORIES I TRIED TO DO, SHOULD I DROP IT?😭

[theocddiaries]

Stone: Shadow, we’re not going to the planetarium anymore. Shadow: Oh… That’s fine. May I ask what I did wrong? Stone: Nothing. In fact, you do everything right. That’s why… [hands him a box with a telescope, adorned with a red ribbon]: …here’s your own telescope with triple magnification so you can watch the stars whenever you want! Shadow [takes it hesitantly]: This… is for me? I… thank you… uh… what do I have to do to earn the right to use it? Stone: …Nothing? It’s… a present. Shadow: Oh… What are the guidelines I need to follow to avoid having my rights to use it revoked, then? Stone: …None, Shadow, sweetheart, it’s a present for you. It’s yours forever. Shadow: …? Stone: Well, you could give me a hug if you’re comfortable with that. Shadow: Reasonable. Stone: Come here, sweetie… [hugs him tightly] Robotnik: Wow, you’re absolutely smitten with the kid, huh? If he were a normal, you’d probably even take him out and show him off with pride. [sighs]: Watching you two makes me feel just a tiny, tiny bit less disgusted by the idea of parenthood. In fact, I think I’d make a great dad. Since apparently, I wasn’t a good son, by that logic, I should be a great father. Shadow [snorts]: You? Allow me to sarcastically add a “ha.” Ha. Robotnik: A good smack is what my grandpa should’ve added to your face back in the day. Stone: Ivo, for God’s sake! How can you say that to him?! Robotnik: What? You’re not going to take his side, are you? Stone: Well, I can't when you spout such things… Look, to be a good father, the first thing you need is to be responsible-- Robotnik: Hey, hey, hey! What are you trying to say? That I’m not responsible? The nerve! When the TV disappeared from the house, you were all quick to say I was responsible! Make up your minds! Shadow: Sometimes, trying to reason with you is like trying to reason with a protozoan. Robotnik: Blah blah blah, always the same know-it-all garbage… Maybe you're right, though. If I had a kid like that, I swear I wouldn’t know what to do. Stone: Hm, it's true that kids aren’t always what you want or expect them to be. Shadow [stares at him] Stone: Not you, my boy, you’re perfect. [to Ivo]: This reminds me. There's another thing: you need to respect your children. Be patient. Robotnik: Are you saying I’m not patient either? When I had my appendix removed and the doctors were shouting, "We’re losing the patient!" who were they referring to, then? The stretcher?? Stone: I mean with kids. Robotnik: What can I do if they didn’t put me on their floor? Oh, wait, you mean tolerating their bullshit and whining… Stone [sighs]: Yes, their 'bullshit' and 'whining'… Robotnik: Oh, here we go with the sighing and staring… Are you going to teach me to be a good father? Stone: No, that’s not what I meant. Let's forg-- Robotnik: No, no, I’m genuinely asking, will you teach me to be a good father? Stone: …Look, you know I’d do anything for you, but with Shadow here, I don’t have 24/7 to give you all the attention anymore… Robotnik: Ugh, that stupid hedgehog always in the mid-- Wait! No, no! My brilliant mind has solved this frustrating equation! I’ll do things with Shadow, that way I'll show you both how good of a parent I can be! Stone: Uh… [sees Shadow looking at him, shaking his head pleadingly]: Ivo, I don’t think-- Robotnik: And I’ll do such a great job that people will stop celebrating 'Father's Day', celebrating 'Ivo's Day' instead. Who knew being a good guy might help me more with world domination than being a jerk? Funny how life works, huh?

[livelaughlovesubs]

Incubus Fyodor 2

Part one

My last repost for a while, the next part will be out in a month or so :>

Dom!reader x sub!fyodor

Warning: teasing, hierophilia, manhandling, otherwise pretty tame

You were minding your own business as always, since today was a mass at the church you were in charge of. Running around all day and helping with preparations, then reading verses as well as singing songs in the main hall. It was a busy day, so much that it annoyed your lovely little pet. From the moment the sun shone til the afternoon, you didn’t even get to spare him a glance, and he couldn’t visit you neither. Wait, why couldn’t he, what was stopping him?

Long story short, that is why he dressed up as a nun and decided to pay you a visit, sneaking into the building. He put on a confident air, as if it was normal for him to walk around like that. The costume was perfect, it covered his face almost entirely and the long robe hid his tail. When he found you, his heart skipped a beat. It was so much more intense seeing you in this setting, how everyone was looking up at you in awe. The incubi found himself admiring you in silence, until he got reminded of his mission. He waited on the sidelines until you were done, following you down the hallways. Fyodor really thought you didn’t notice him, or rather didn’t recognise him, but you already knew the moment he entered. You could find him even if he was a needle in an ocean.

Suddenly you made a turn at the last corner, into the direction of the confessing rooms. The boy just followed you stupidly, looking around before stepping inside the small cabine. The next thing he knew was how he got pushed against the wall, the veil fell from his head and revealed his face. “Wha-” he yelped slightly, the hit hurt him a little. “Oh? So it’s my little incubus who followed me around.” You said with an amused tone, as if you were expecting him. “Dressed up as a nun? Have you finally acknowledged your pitiful self, and decided to reach out to god?” “Ha-huh...no, I was just…err.” Fyodor struggled to find the right words, what was there to misunderstand? What could he have said to escape this embarrassing situation?

“I just missed you... master.” In the end, he decided to just flirt, putting on his best pitiful face and pouting softly. A scheming smile behind that facade. “Is that so? What exactly did you miss?” Pressing him against the wood, gazing over your shoulder to make sure the curtains were hiding you two nicely. It was truly cramped as hell, but you would manage, you had to. “What do you mean?” He asked, staring at you with a sincere expression. You weren’t sure if he was just acting naive or actually confused. “I mean if you missed me, or something else.” Then with a swift move, you pulled his pants down to his ankles. A shocked gasp following, yet no objection could be heard. Afterwards you picked the male up, his slim body pressed against you, legs wrapped around your waist as you slam him further against the wall. “UgH! Wha-what..?” “Wrap your arms around my neck, I can’t hold you forever.” Fyodor did as you instructed, lessening some of the burden on you.

This position was rather vulgar, especially considering the fact that you two were in a church. During a mass, on a sunday, paired with many visitors. Your faces were so close to each other, due to the limited space you two had. “Right now..?” He asked gently, not a hint of fear or nervousness was present, instead ecstasy and anticipation was filling his voice. Seems like he finally caught on to your intentions, “yes, right now.” Was what you said, it was times like this that he was happy you were his master. “But there are still visitors outside..” you chuckled into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine, “I didn’t know you cared about such things, fyodor.” Right, he didn’t, he couldn’t care less wether which unfortunate soul will hear you two. “Or maybe you don’t want to?” Now you were teasing him, feeling quite entertained at his antics. “Of course I want it~ do as you please then..! <3”

[soobibabe]

MOA bitchFUL era 6 members - 6 active

yeonjun: GUYS SOMEONE GOT FUCKING PRoPOSED TO INFRONT OF ME yeonjun changed group's name to "moa bitchFUL era"

taehyun: thats nice. good for them. yeonjun: AT SEND OFF? ??? I THOUGHT MOAS WERE LIKE US??? you: bitchless? yeonjun: YES? WHAT HAPPENED TO TOGETHERNESS? kai: no you've got a point

soobin: that's crazy me personally if someone proposed to me in front of bebe rexha I would looking at them with a blank expression and ask "who dis?" ngl beomgyu: don't speak, peasant soobin: ? you: what's up with you two? kai: soobins is in another dating scandal with the same guy as last time and beomgyus mad because (a) soobin didn't deny it (b) he didn't tell any of us and (c) the week prior, they were on another bromance trip again :3

yeonjun: ik its pride month, and I'm happy for you beomgyu or condolences BUT WE AS A COLLECTIVE NEED TO PREPARE FOR DISASTER! CRISIS! SSSSOOOSSS beomgyu: kys soobin: im NOT dating Seonghwa, Q, Keonhee or Zhang Hao guys ^.^ kai: WHORE why do you remember all their names you: exactly!!! why do you have other friends Choi Soobin?????? beomgyu: oh but when I say it I'm gay huh 😒 yeonjun: HELLOou*oo))000? ARE WE JUST GOING TO IGnORE THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM? MOA NO BITCHLESS ERA??? beomgyu: you're an elephant in the room taehyun: Oh, dear god. I fear you may actually be onto something yeonjun. What if we lose our fanbase? Should I start posting thirst traps again? Guys seriously. you: NO 🙅‍♀️🚫🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ we cannot go back to the dark ages PLSLLSLLSLS those tik tok posting schedules era was BRUTAL

yeonjun: Taehyun I love your big sexy wrinkled brain please don't change no jungkook kai: remember that time Namjoon exposed tyun for his JK wallpaper LMAOOOOOOOOOO taehyun: huening kai. kai: apologies. sorrows. soobin: oh my god no yeah pls TAEHYUN U ARE SO RIGHT y/n start first!!! guys!! this is an emergency!!!!!!!!!!!!! you: SHUTUTUT UPPUPPUPU yeonjun: Hes right, youre our main visual

beomgyu: guys if MOA start marrying each other does that mean no more fan service? if so I say lets support the movement!!! SICK and TIRED of seeing those "Y/N MARRY ME" comments on my welives soobin: hey I comment those taehyun: ??? you: well yeonjun: this reminds me of that one time I was on tik tok and a yeonjun x y/n imagine came up about us getting married and leaving txt OH MY GOD WAS THAT GOD FORESHADOWING kai: since when did you believe in god??? yeonjun: GUYS WHAT IF MOAS GETTING MARRIED ACTUALLY MEANS THAT Y/N AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED AND WE'LL LIVE HAPPILY E VER AFTER AND TXT WILL NOT GO EXTINCT AND WE KISS AND WE HOLD HANDS AND ONE DAY WE FALL INLOVE DEADASS AND HAVE 3 KIDS AND WE LIVE TOGETHER FOR THE REST OF OUR LIVES AND RAISE LITTLE MODEL FASHION BABIES I CAN STYLE AND THEYD HAVE SUCH GOOD GENES DO YOU SEE THE VISION

beomgyu kicked yeonjun from moa bitchFULL era beomgyu: now that that's over, how about we go get ice cream? taehyun: sure. kai: ICE CREAM >>>.<<< ^////^

soobin: can we add him back i kinda like when he's off his hinges wait yes we can because I'm the leader and I say so HAHA soobin added yeonjun to moa bitchFUL era yeonjun: thanks soobin soobin did you know that I love you you know soobin? soobin kicked yeonjun from moa bitchFUL era soobin: boy wth was that you added yeonjun to moa bitchFUL era you: guys what if I said i have a long term low maintenance long distance low commitment casual boyfriend

you left moa bitchFUL era kai: ????? soobin: there's a g*n in my mouth actually yeonjun: did I just get cheated on? taehyun: wasn't I the long term low maintenance low commitment casual bf? wdym long distance?? kai: ????? x2 beomgyu: ☹️☹️?? I THOUGHT WE WERE SOULMATES?? soobin: ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

A/N: they’re all a little insane in today’s ep. sorry!

[im-ovulating]

hi, you may have seen my username recently in your notifications, i have gotten reobsessed with the arcana and i love your work.

may i request; the main six with a gn!partner who forgets/puts off taking care of themselves (eating, hygiene, etc.) unless theyre practically dragged off to do it? thank you!!

(A/n: I have and I appreciate all the support!❤)

Word Count: 1,944

Summary: If you won't take care of yourself, your partner will

Warnings: Various forms of self-neglect, Mention of injury/blood in Portia's, Reader's hair is long enough to put into a bun in Julian's

Age Rating: None

The Main 6 x Self Negligent! Reader

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Lucio:

"Who's a good boy?~"

Melchior flops over for belly rubs as you continue to coo at him, his female counter part having gone to lay down in the shade a bit ago.

"You are, you're such a good, handsome boy, aren't cha? Yes, you are! Yes, you are~"

You're in the garden playing with Mercedes and Melchior as you had been most of the day. Opting to enjoy your rare day of relaxation.

After a few more scratches to his kick spot, Melchior abruptly sits up before bolting behind you. Turning, you're met with the one and only, Count Lucio. You knew he'd show up eventually. He always does. Whether it's to bother you, escape the courtiers, or to genuinely spend time with you, the count always has a bit of time with you each day.

"Y/n." Never learned to properly greet, huh?

He strides over to the tree sheltering Mercedes from the blistering sun, plopping down uncountly to lean against it as well.

"Hey, Luci," You're lucky you're his partner or you'd never get away with calling him as such. "What's it today? Come to pester me about distracting the dogs? Or has Valerius been getting on your case again?"

He places a hand dramatically against his chest as he feigns innocence.

"What? I can't just visit you out of the kindness of my heart? I'm wounded, truly, I am."

"Har har. It was Volta, then?-"

"OH! I just can't stand it! How does she put so much away?? And the chewing noises-" He cuts himself off with a shiver. "Ughack."

There it is.

You can't help but laugh. "She really can out eat the best of them, huh?"

"Speaking of- Have you eaten today, darling?"

Uh oh.

"Yeah, totally!" You lie.

"That's good. The chef really knows his way around a duck," Lucio's hand fall to scratch between Merchior's ear as he rests his head in his lap.

You nod in agreement. "He really does," you hum.

"You know what's funny?"

"What?"

He spares a glance your way before returning his attention to the dogs.

"Lunch was veal, not duck..."

There's a silence before you rush to explain yourself.

"To be fair, I-"

"Uh uh, no excuses." Lucio stands, brushing the dirt off his trousers before offering you a hand up. "Let's go get some food in you, sweet."

There's no arguing with him, so you let out a sigh and let him hoist you up.

"Let's go, then..."

-

Portia:

"Hey, Y/n? Have you seen- Oh my god!"

Portia drops the basket she's carrying as she catches sight of your arm.

She rushes to you as you stand frozen in shock. Her outburst and sprint towards you happening a bit fast to process.

You're snapped out of it when she grabs your arm, gently guiding you to a wicker chair.

"What happened?" Her fingers lightly graze over the cut on your arm.

"I, uh, had a slip up with one of the garden tools."

She looks up at you as she asks, "When did it happen? Some of the blood's dry..."

"I don't know..." You look at you lap, "Maybe 1 or 2 hours ago?"

Her grip tightens. "Why haven't you bandaged it up?? I swear, you remind me too much of Ilya sometimes."

"I had a lot to do, so I figured it could wait." The branches above cast Portia's face in a scary light as she glares at you.

"You put off fixing your sliced open arm because you had work to do!?" Well, when she puts it like that...

"I'm sorry," you whisper, gaze still on your lap.

Her look softens. "Sweetie... I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just-"

She lets out a breath, "I know you forget to take care of yourself and I worry that one day, you'll get seriously ill or hurt and I won't be there to-" She cuts herself off and you don't say anything.

"C'mon," Portia pulls you up with her. "Let's get you patch up, hmm?"

As if she can sense your oncoming argument, she says, "You can finish your work after."

-

Julian:

You wince as your hair is tugged once more.

"Sorry! Sorry, love. I can't seem to get this hair tie out; it's got some hair tangled around it..." Julian says as he tries to pry the band out.

"It's fine. You don't have to do this you know. I should have stayed on top of it and not just thrown it into a bun."

"I know I don't HAVE to but I WANT to. I like taking care of you, which helps since someone-" he reaches around to bop your nose, "-forgets to do it themself."

"Got it!" With one final tug, the hair tie comes free of your tangled strands. "Do you still have the brush?"

You pass it back to him and make yourself comfortable against his legs. You already know it's going to take a while to get all the knots out.

Julain takes the brush in one hand and the best version of a section that he could separate and gets to work. A calm silence settles over the both of you as he works. He starts from the bottom, lightly dragging the brush through the tangles, his movements rhythmic as he moves the brush up bit by bit.

Once the section is done, he runs the brush from root to tip to ensure it's done.

Section through section, Julian combs through your hair, successfully detangling the week's worth of knots. By the time he's finished, you're practically asleep against him.

Brushing through your whole head once more, he finally speaks.

"We're finished, dear," He gently sits you up, laughing when you groan in protest.

-

Nadia:

"What do you mean they haven't eaten in two days!?"

Oh no. Here it comes.

You know she's not going to accept your reasoning, but you really wanted to get this done. So what if you were a bit hungry, you were on a roll and would lose your creativity if you stopped now. You're almost done anyway.

The door to your room opens and Nadia comes storming in.

"Mind explaining to me why the kitchen staff just told me you haven't even touched the food they've been bringing you the last two days?" She stands with her hands on her hips as she waits for your response.

"Um..." You know she knows. she just wants you to say it out loud.

Yielding, you finally say it. "I was working on something... It's for your birthday so I wanted to get it done."

She pinches the bridge of her nose. "As much as that is incredibly endearing, you shouldn't put yourself in dangerous situations for a gift."

You balk. "It's not a dangerous situation though. If I keep working, I'll have it done by tonight!"

"That would make it three days with no food, and I'm guessing no water if we stay on theme." You don't like how she read you so well...

Before you can't respond, Nadia continues. "What if it didn't get done today, or tomorrow, or the next day? How far would you push yourself to get this done? I know how passionate you get about things and that's why I'm so stern about it. You're willing to go 36 hours without food or water for a present; what if it was something bigger? You could, in all honestly, die because of your passion."

She's right. You hate that she's right, but she is nonetheless.

"That's not happening on my watch, petal. Let's get some food in you and then you can go back to work."

Yes! You thought she was going to ban you for the rest of the day.

"Only until dinner, then you're done for the day."

Damn it.

-

Asra:

"I'm going to start a bath, would you like to join me, Y/n?" Asra calls from the other side of the door.

You had been working on perfecting a spell for the last few days. You locked yourself in your old room-turned-study just in case something went wrong; only opening the door to grab the tray of food the magician would set out for you or to use the bathroom.

Unintentionally, you'd put off cleaning yourself, which is probably why Asra was asking.

A bath honestly sounded like pure heaven, but you were so close to getting the spell right.

Another knock sounds out and you sigh. You really should take them up on their offer, but what if you forget how you did it last time?

'That's why you've been logging every attempt,' you remind yourself.

'But what if-' 'No, you need to bathe.' You quickly scan your notes to make sure everything's in order.

Once you've concluded that every thing is as it should be, you call out a 'Coming' to your partner. You know he's still outside the door so you quickly put your things back in place and head to the door.

.

"Fucking hell..." You sigh as you sink into the hot water, leaning back to rest against Asra. The heat doing wonders for your sore back.

"Spending days hunched over a desk doesn't do much good for you, huh?" They tease you.

You simply hum in response as he grabs your favorite soap, lathering it up before massaging it into your tense shoulders.

"Relax, I've got you..." They rub over a particular spot that causes you to go lax. "Would you like me to help with your spell? I think I have some ingredients that might make it easier for it to do what you need."

"At this point, that's all I want," you chuckle.

"Thank you." you turn your head to press a kiss to his jaw.

"Anything for you, love."

-

Muriel:

"Y/n?" Muriel asks as he enters your shared room.

"Yeah?" You respond.

Have you ate or drank anything today? I don't think I've you leave the room today..."

"I haven't, but I'm plan to in a bit, I just want to finish this book first."

"Oh, okay." He turns to leave but pauses, turning back to you. "How much is left?"

"Uh..." you flip to the last chapter to do the math.

"Like, 16? Maybe 18. Why?"

Muriel stares at you for a moment before striding towards you. Once by your side, he gently grabs your book, marking your page and setting it to the side.

"Hey- What are you doing?"

He takes your hands as he answers, hauling you to your feet. "It's getting late, you need to get something into your system."

You're slightly taken aback, you have to admit. Muriel is rarely assertive; always mumbling or trailing off his sentences and just generally lacking confidence in himself. So for him to take the initiative to pull you from your reading with out so much as a stutter is a bit shocking.

"I know, but I already said that I'll do it once I finish my book." You lightly protest as you follow him through the hut.

"...You're not- You're not going to be able to finish it today, though..." Just like that any assertiveness is gone.

It makes you break, allowing him to sit you down and place a bowl of soup and a roll in front of you.

"Eat with me?" you request, taking a bite of the roll.

God, this man can cook. You don't know where he learned it, but he makes some of the best bread you've ever had -it practically melts in your mouth.

He nods, moving to grab his own food, sitting down across from you as you both talk about anything that comes to mind.

[orbweaverspidergirl]

Chapter 1: but you keep fronting

summary: You, a twenty-two-college graduate, have a business degree. You have no idea how to open a business and now you think you just wasted four years of your life! You cry for days, until you remember you have rent and a whole bunch of college debt, so naturally, you open a coffee shop. Oh, and your sister died, so now you have a thirteen-year-old niece to take care of!

Act 1

A/N: Yaya is a nickname that Ria calls you in replacement of uncle or aunt.

The door to your bedroom is cracked open again. 

You’re not necessarily creeped out, not anymore, at least. Your niece, Ria, has been coming in the middle of the night to sleep in your room. You don’t know why she doesn’t ask, but you just think maybe it’s teenage embarrassment, or the fact that she just lost her parents, and she feels, no doubt, extremely lonely. It’s one of the picks, and you think you’d rather deal with the first. 

You feel her shuffle around on your bed and you see drool on her face when she turns to you. You smile and shake her awake. “Ria–” You drag out her name, and she opens her eyes, glowering at you. You snort and sit up, legs off the bed. 

“How are you such a morning person?” She glances at the clock and groans, “Yaya, it’s only six...” You stifle a chuckle. 

“Yeah, and you have school, and I have work.” You get up from the bed, smiling. “C’mon, we don’t have all day!” 

“Ughhh…” She slides off the bed and is sluggish in getting up. Her pajamas have Hello Kitty head’s all over them and for a moment you’re reminded of how young she is. God, you remember how much you hated school. You shudder at the memory, and your mouth pulls into a frown. She finally walks out of your room, and you lock the door behind you. You put on some overalls with a white top under. 

When you walk out of the room, Ria is already dressed in her uniform for Gotham academy. She has a red headband on, and you can’t help but think your niece is the cutest in the world. She’s eating a bowl of cereal, Coco Puffs, and casually scrolling on her phone. “Hey Yaya, there’s this boy in my class that I think is cute.” She finally looks up at you, head tilted in her hands. 

“What’s his name?” You ask, pouring you a bowl of Coco Puffs. 

“Damian. He’s kinda mean, but I think he’s just faking it.” Your eyebrows go up and you let out a surprised ‘hmm.’

“Last name?” 

“Uhhhhh, Wayne, I think. Why?” You shove a mouthful of the sweet, chocolatey goodness in your mouth. 

“Ria, the Wayne family is like what keeps this city running. They are loaddedd.” You drag out the d’s, so she really gets your point. “Marry him when you’re older so we can be rich.” You point your spoon at her. 

“Yaya! You can’t say that!” She exclaims, finishing her bowl, and you laugh. 

“I’m kidding, obviously. But on a serious note, don’t let him treat you like sh-” you stumble over your words, “trash because he’s loaded.” She nods, not noticing your slip up. Thank God, you’re not trying to teach her cussing 101. 

“Okay! Let’s get ready to go. You have your bag?” She nods and you grab your wallet and phone. 

The drive to her school is uneventful as she talks about teenage bullshit that doesn’t even make sense. “Wait, so you’re saying that Kinsley kissed Brain and now Katelyn, his girlfriend, is mad at you because you didn’t tell her?” 

She jumps up in the seat in annoyance. “Yes!! But I was telling her that I had no idea they were kissing! And she doesn’t believe me, like at all!!” 

“Yikes. Friends, huh?” You ask, and you let out a small chuckle when she nods. You both pull up to the school and she opens the door, unbuckling herself sloppily when she sees Damian. 

She opens the door, turning her head at you, like she forgot something. “Yaya, have a good opening day! I’ll come by after school with Damian, probably!” You shoo her away from the door. 

“Okay, okay! Now go, I’m holding up the cars behind me!” She runs off, screaming an ‘I love you!’ and you smile under your breath. 

Love you too, kid. 

When you open your car door, the cool breeze immediately blows into your face. You see your best friend, Sasha, standing in front of the cafe. “Dude, hurry up, I’m practically freezing my tits off!” She yells, rubbing her arms up and down. 

“You pull out your keys from your wallet and glance at her. “Not my fault you didn’t bring a jacket.” You open the door, and she thrusts in the building. You giggle and close the door. 

She looks at you and smiles wholly. “I’m glad to see you laughing again.” She says, softly. 

You look away from her and put your things down on the barstool. “Well, y’know. The world moves on, and I have a kid now. I have to be strong for her.” 

She hugs from behind, head on your shoulder, “I know, but you’re doing good.” You both grin at each other. “Now! Time to open up the damn shop.” She yells, and you roll your eyes. 

“I’m so glad we prepped yesterday,” you mumble. You turn the lights on, and she props open the front door. “Hey, will you go and post us as online on the website?” 

“Yeah!” 

The day goes on and customers storm in and out. You thought you’d feel more nervous, but in all honesty, it was a good opening. Sasha had to leave a little early before closing, but you didn’t mind. It got less packed as the day went on, so you really just sat around on your phone for the most part. 

You were worried, however. Ria should have showed up by name, and she wasn’t responding to any of your messages or calls. You were tempted to drive up to the school. You sigh, and close up shop, keys in hand. 

“No, Yaya, wait!” You see her running down the street with Damian in tow, and someone else. You squint your eyes at the man behind the children, and you realize it’s Dick Grayson. You feel your jaw drop and you open the door for the three of them. 

Dick gives you an apologetic smile and Damian just looks at Ria. Once all four of you are in the coffee shop you put your hand on your hips. “Now Ria. We will be speaking about this later.” 

She looks away, embarrassed, “Yes, Yaya.” It serves her right to be embarrassed, she scared the crap out of you! You exhale and pat her head. 

You look at the other two and forcefully smile. “Thank you for bringing her to me, I was starting to worry.” 

Dick gives a charming smile, and you think you feel your heart beat out of your chest. “It was no problem. Rianna wanted to bring Damian here, but I didn’t want them to be alone in the dark.” 

Damian crosses his arms, “Tt, it would have been no issue, Grayson. I could have properly taken care of myself and Ria.” How stoic, you think. And you snort, bringing the attention back to you. 

“Well, I appreciate it. If y'all want I can make you something to drink? It is a coffee shop.” You go behind the bar and stand, waiting for them to answer. You glance at Ria, and she nods. 

“Can you make me a caramel Frappuccino with whip cream, Yaya?” You start the machine and look at the other two. Damian sits beside Ria, but Dick continues to stand leaning on the counter, smiling. You can’t tell if he’s going to flirt with you or not. 

“You two?”

“Black coffee.” Damian declares, and you glance at the kid. This dude is weird. 

“I’ll take what Rianna is having, please. Thank you, beautiful.” You feel yourself go warm and look away from the three in embarrassment. By the time their coffees are ready, Ria is yapping about God knows what. You’d pay more attention if you didn’t feel the occasional look from Mr.Charming over there. 

Somehow, the two kids end up seats away, and it’s just you and Dick. You side-eye Ria, you know this is her doing. You feel the need to thank him once more, so you do. “Again, thank you. I was starting to get worried about her.” 

His face softens and his smile is reassuring. “I get it. I’m the same way with Dami, but uh. I was wondering if I could get your number.” Your face must look shocked because he stumbles on his words. “I mean, the two seem to like each other a lot, so! I thought it’d be good to have each other’s numbers, so this doesn’t happen again.” 

It does make sense to have his number. If they were to frequent your shop often after school, or if they wanted to hang out, it was good to know where they were or who they were with. “Um, yeah, no that makes sense. Here.” You slide him your phone and he types in your contact. 

“Do you need a ride home?” You ask the man. He was running here after all. 

He looks sheepish, but nods. “Yeah. The person who usually picks us up is taking the day off.” Damn, he has a personal driver and everything. No shame, you think.

“Alright, just make sure to give me your address.” You grab your phone and wallet. “Ria, Damian, I’ll be taking you and your brother home, so c’mon.” You go to open the door, but Dick does it for you, and his smile makes you glance away nervously. You couldn’t wait to tell Sasha about this.

[moonspirit]

Armin with accepting gifts: 2/10, overthinks, visibly struggles

Annie goes, "So hey, your birthday's coming up, is there anything you want?" but the silly boy just says "hehe nothing, I have you!" Which is honestly, an expected response, so she asks, "I saw that silver pocketwatch you've been wanting badly... The one with ocean waves engraved on it. I can buy it for you."

And you know what? Mentally, his puppy dog tail is going WILD. His girlfriend! Buying him a gift! Buying HIM a gift!!! His girlfriend buying him a gift!! HELL YES!

But he's also having a mini mental breakdown, because oh god??? If he says yes, is he making her buy it for him? Of course he's making her buy it for him, he's forcing her to buy it for him, he's mooching off his girlfriend when he should be buying her cute stuff oh god OH goD he's mooching off his girlfriend!!!!!

Annie with accepting gifts: 9/10, absolutely stellar recipient of tens of thousands of soft toys and hoodies and other stuff, drowns in them before she can even get a word out

"Annie!!! These earrings reminded me of you, so I bought them (〃 ω〃) I think they'll look so pretty on you. And um-I-I really want to see you wearing them and... huh? Your cheeks are so red-" - Armin

"Annie!!!! Here's a weird-shaped stuffed squirrel I found, it's got stupid fat cheeks like you have when you eat!! hahahaha!" - Connie

"Annie! Here's a hideous thing. I don't know what it is. But it reminded me of the day I saw your titan the first time. Brrr. Shivers. Anyway. You can have it if you want. But you don't have to. You know, just throw it away if you don't want to. I totally won't be sad or anything. I don't care, ya know. I-" - Jean

"Annie! Uh- hahaa, so I saw this cute pink frilly frock thing from the medieval ages so... you like these types of things right? frilly pink frocks? Right? I think you'll look great in it. Wait, why do you look mad-wait-" - Reiner.

"Annie! Here's a hoodie. I know you have about 124216483 of them already but a girl can never have too many hoodies. Love you~" - Pieck

[sunnyie-eve]

8 | Going Under

Series: Unexpected

Paring: (Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!) (Chris Sturniolo x OFC Brock!)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

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"He's down." Colby points at Chris set to go.

"He's locked in." Matt looks over at him, "Chris you're dumb, fuck you." He says and perfectly Chris puts his thumb up in time, "Awesome." He then looks over at Nick, "Hey Nick, I hate you. You're dumb."

"All right this is going to green." Colby changes the camera vison as both were ready to go.

"Both are under." Dani takes a seat on the bed next to Matt not wanting to stand the whole time.

"I just go learn." Chris tells the three.

"That's what we're here to do." Sam tells the spirts.

"Anyone in here with us? Or anybody that wants to make themselves known?"

"Afterlife," Nick says.

"From the afterlife." Colby nods his head.

"Feel right." Chris says

"Is this where you passed on to the afterl-,"

Matt gets cut off by Nick, "Crimes."

"Have we talked to you today? Or are you somebody new we haven't talked to?"

"No," Chris answers.

"Were you one of the brides that died here in 525?" Sam asks.

"Second," Chris tells them.

"The second bride." Sam and Colby say at the same time.

"The one 30 years later." Colby reminds them.

"Shit, that was insane." Matt shakes his in disbelief.

"I'm sorry about what happened to you." Sam tells the ghost.

"Ice cream," Nick says causing the three to laugh.

"Nick your only supposed to say things you here not things you want." Matt laughs at him.

"I just got like a breath, like," Chris mocks what he hard.

"Bathroom," Nick says right after.

"Oh my god!" Dani rubs her hands together bouncing a bit in excitement.

"The second one in the bathroom." Sam says in disbelief at what they were getting, "Are you happ-," He gets cut off.

"I just got like a yell, like a, uah uah." Chris mocks it making Dani and Matt laugh at him. It was just because of how he repeated to them.

"Are you happy in the afterlife?" Sam repeats what he was going to ask before getting interrupted.

Both boys start to spit out words, "Twenty-two," Chris says.

"Some," Nick says next.

"Now," Chris says again.

"Is there somebody 22 in here that's not one of us six?"

They wait awhile till Chris says they got it and Nick asks if they wanna know right after, "Yes, who are you?" Sam asks.

"We wanna know more about this 22 year old."

"How old were the brides?" Dani asks since they never establish their ages when the died.

"They were," Chris answers so the three freak out.

As time went on Nick and Chris just start spitting out words one after another not giving the three time to ask decent question. "What is going on?" Matt asks surprised.

"They're getting a lot." Sam was shocked too.

"Tap them out?" Matt asks as they keep just spitting words out.

"I say so." Dani says so they all agree to tap them out letting the two know they got a lot.

As a whole, they all agree to try it one more time in the bathroom this time with Matt going under. "We moved into the bathroom is there a specific person with us?" Sam asks the first question.

They wait a bit, "Uh, uh breath like," Matt mocks it.

"Have we been talking to you all night?" Sam asks.

"Love,"

"Is that why you're here? You love the hotel?" Sam asks them.

"Umm, and, lots of the breaths, like," Matt mocks them again. "And then... wait wait wait,"

"Oh it said wait. I thought he was telling us to wait." Nick laughs.

"It did seem like that." Dani agrees with him.

"Is it hard to breathe in here?" Sam asks.

"Dizzy dizzy,"

"You have a message for us?' Colby asks now.

"The afterlife," Matt says so Colby explains to Nick and Chris that the same thing they said while under.

"Ask ask,"

"Tell us more about love." Nick tells them.

"Say everything,"

"Tell us more about love, tell us-," Nick get cut off now by Matt.

"It doesn't matter,"

"Huh," Dani frowned confused by that.

"Tell us all about your," Matt cuts Nick off again.

"Several several,"

"There's a lot of people that wanna talk about love here?" Sam asks.

"Tonight,"

"Love, we love each other." Nick smiles.

"Like several ghost here." Colby adds.

"Tricky tricky tricky,"

Dani breaks out laughing, "Why say it like that though?"

"Continue," Matt says then stays quite moving his jaw around to mess with his Invisalign.

"Eating his Invisalign." Nick point out laughing at him.

"He's eating his Invisalign." Chris laughs as well.

They wait again for Matt to say something and when he does he tells them, I like you, "Thank you." Nick tells them, "I like you t-," Matt cuts him off quickly.

"Stop talking!"

"Okay," Nick laughs along with everyone else, "I'll stop. I just got fucked in by the ghost. That's terrible." Nick laughs.

When they finish up for the night they all head back down to the lobby to end the video. All three talk about their experience and how they had fun do it. Nick even says he's down to do it again if fans really want it. And they say they study watching all the past videos Sam and Colby have done.

"Maybe if we do a part two... Go somewhere more evil?" Colby suggests.

"That was a lot of fun though." Chris lets them know he had a good time.

"The way that I see it on my tv is very similar to what happens here." Matt explains to them, "I was-," He gets cut off by Nick talking.

"As long as you bring Dani along again, I'm completely in." He tells them, well mostly Colby, "I loved doing this with her." He pulls her to stand next to her to give her a hug, "I'm so happy we finally got to see each other in person. Living in two different states and being busy makes things hard."

"I literally begged to join when I heard y'all were collaborating." She tells him.

"She wouldn't stop asking it was ridiculous so I said yes." Colby agrees.

"Hey, I get what I want."

"I'm glad it worked out. Dani was fun to have around tonight. I get why Nick didn't want to share is friendship with her." Matt says making Nick roll his eyes.

"No, I get where Matt is coming from." Chris agrees.

"They're never going to drop this now."

[mentauxx]

⚠️ Spoilers for Shinrei tantei Yakumo volume 11 - file 01 ⚠️

Part 1 starts with the first victim of the four supernatural phenomena/the nasty things that'll be occuring later on in this book.

Rereading this really makes me appreciate how good Kaminaga-sensei is at building up the tension and picking your curiosity.

Especially in this form since one chapter is translated per month (or two I think (?))

Waiting every two months for a chapter is WAY better than reading the whole thing in one sitting if you ask me.

The emptiness I felt after reading this in 2019 and that major cliff hanger was just too much to handle.

Part 2 jumps to Yakumo's POV A.K.A the best POV of the series.

Now I have a lot to say on this one, so I'll be making a separate post later.

But, omg the way he smiled just thinking about her? Boy is the standard FR

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It's good to see Gotou doing well after his accident in volume 10. I do wonder how he'll handle the events that are about to occur in this volume tho.

The hug between Gotou and Nao is just too precious, and the fact that Atsuko referred to him as dad. Blood relation? Who needs that?

Unfortunately, Eishin just HAD to end his momentary happiness.

He'll never escape Eishin. Not even in Shin • Yakumo haha.

“I never wanted that”

This sure reminds me of when Ayaka was begging Kinoshita to “Stop already”.

Eishin is so unserious lmao.

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Love the Ishii and Miyagawa duo. Ngl I do miss when Gotou and Ishii used to investigate together, but this duo isn't bad either.

You can tell Miyagawa's respect for Ishii definitely increased, ESPECIALLY since volume 9.

The head poke is so funny. Gotou could NEVER.

I don't blame Ishii for being scared. Not even one bit.

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Yaharu my beloveds~

I'm definitely making a another separate post about the drastic changes in their relationship.

But for now I'll try to focus on the plot.

If I gained enough credits and landed my dream job MONTHS before I graduate, you won't stop hearing me brag about it.

Lol Haruka acting like a proud mother when Yakumo told her HE was the one picking up trouble this time.

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I love how it said This box shouldn't be opened and then they proceeded to open it lol

I mean, I would've done the same 😂

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STOP THE WAY HE PUTS HIS HAND ON HER HEAD

Mission: Stop putting your hand on Haruka's head.

Difficulty level: impossible

”Spread… what are you saying?”

Oh my god Yakumo 😂

The way Haruka finds Yakumo's glare adorable is just so cute.

“What a boring era.”

Lol

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The Kumakichi joke will NEVER get old.

So Sana is a high schooler, huh.

I don't know why I imagined her a middle schooler while reading the prologue.

Maybe because the ghost she saw was a middle schooler I guess?

I feel bad Like how tf do you expect a human being to stay sane when a drenched ghost is approaching them every day?

Gotou and Ishii bumping into each other is hilarious.

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Do NOT listen to her. It won't end pretty for you.

I understand why he would tho. Humans will cling to their last hope even if their brains scream that it's a bad idea.

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I just LOVE the friendship between Haruka and Makoto, and them having girls talk in front of Yakumo is just hilarious.

Haruka offered her seat and sat next to Yakumo. Happened many times. Will I stop screaming about it? No.

Haruka, Yakumo, and Makoto trio? I support.

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Oh, fun fact: Meisei university is actually a real university.

Nooo Yakumo are you ok? I hope he doesn't experience what happened in Aokigahara's sea of trees again :(

I love how we're learning more about ghosts in this volume.

“Stop it. Don’t you dare go and confirm it even if unintentionally.”

There's a limit to how wholesome a couple be, is Kaminaga-sensei perhaps not aware of this?

THE HEAD PAT Y'ALL

Makoto is so me lol

When I first read this volume in 2019 I didn't find it odd that Yakumo made up a lie and tricked the student affairs to get a key to the warehouse, but now that I'm rereading it, will Mizukawa REALLY believe that Yakumo decided to help out voluntarily just like that? Not to mention that Mizukawa isn't the only student affairs member Yakumo was involved with.

I wonder if this little detail will change in the complete version?

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Keiko did point that out before to which Haruka replied that she “doesn't understand how someone can act spoiled in front of the person they like.” I relate so bad.

Yakumo supporting Haruka when she was about to fall is so cute.

Human experimentation? Are you kidding me rn?

The chapter ends with them discovering Unkai's corpse. I think I'm starting to understand the direction Kaminaga-sensei is going for. I've ALWAYS been interested in the circumstances regarding Unkai's death.

Overall, an excellent intro to the tragic incident that shocked Japan.

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi! If you could do anything with Lee Genya, that would be fantastic. If not it’s ok, but like there are not a lot that I can find lol. Like 4 max maybe.

Oo, I'm loving me some Genya and Tanjiro! Especially after this most recent arc in Demon Slayer! I've gotcha covered, anons!

CW: Angst, hurt/comfort, some swearing. Food mention

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“I’m here to help.” Genya called out upon arriving, only to find Tanjiro in the room. “And I’m late.”

“Huh? Oh! Genya!” The brunette smiled at him over his shoulder, an empty pot and several dirty plates around him. “Sorry- the guys couldn’t wait to eat. I saved you some- we made rice porridge.”

“Huh- oh no, I’m not..” Genya paused, weakened by Tanjiro’s bright expression. Then his stomach growled, making him flush from root to collar. “Okay fine.”

“Yay! I think you’ll like it.” A bowl was passed to trembling hands, the brunette nodding before standing up and gathering the dishes. “You don’t eat much. At first I thought it was to do with the-” He trailed off, realizing how it sounded. “Sorry..”

“You’re fine.” Genya told him around a mouthful. He finished off his porridge as he seeked for the words. “I…guess I’m not much of an eater. Never have been.”

He couldn’t bring himself to say more, but Tanjiro seemed to understand.

“You remind me of Nezuko.” He laughed, voice soft. “Even before she became a demon; she ate fairly little. I was always telling her to have more, but she wouldn’t take anything until all our siblings had food.” His smile was sad with memory. Genya felt his heart pinch. “I hope- when she’s human again- she eats more. I want to have her try all kinds of food. Like Miss Kanroji’s pancakes, and Udon! I…Genya?”

He hadn’t realized he was crying until tears dripped onto his hands. “Oh-oh shit..” He tried to wipe them away, but they just kept falling- like raindrops against a rooftop. “S-Sorry, I don’t- I don’t know why I’m-”

Arms were around him, the smell of charcoal and sweat and…Tanjiro. His hair tickled Genya’s nose, shocking him briefly out of his tears.

“You smell so sad…” Tanjiro spoke into his shoulder, his grip tight and comforting and warm. It was enough to make him cry more. Before long, Genya was sobbing into his neck, clinging to him just as tight. Despite his own grief, he could feet Tanjiro shaking in his arms. He was crying too.

He didn’t know how much time passed, or if anyone passed by. All he knew was eventually his sobs lessened into exhausted sniffles, and his chest hurt from all the crying. He was sure his face was a mess, and he knew if he talked, he’d sound stuffy and gross.

“Sorry.” Was all he got out.

“Why are you apologizing?” Tanjiro wiped at his cheeks, sheepish at his own weeping. “I should be the one to do so- I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”

“What- no, don’t apologize either.” Genya cringed, not at all liking where this was going. Why was talking so difficult? “You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m..I’m sorry about your sister. And your family.”

Tanjiro nodded slowly, letting their shared grief settle. Then he smiled, reaching out and patting Genya’s shoulder.

“Come on- let’s finish cleaning up.” He stood, bringing Genya with him as they went to work.

~~~

“Hm hm hm hm hmmm~” Tanjiro hummed happily as he put away the last of the bowls, stretching his arms out overhead. “And done! Thanks for your help, Genya!”

“Hm.” The other boy was outside, sitting on the porch just a foot away from the open door. Tanjiro hesitated, but then decided to come out and sit with him.

“Are you feeling better?” He asked, watching his face carefully. Genya didn’t respond immediately, but then he nodded slowly.

“Yeah…god- is it weird I feel embarrassed?” He looked at his legs, cheeks suddenly hot. “I know I shouldn’t, but I feel so…”

“Vulnerable?” Tanjiro offered, wincing some when Genya glared. “Sorry.”

“No- no, don’t-ugh. I’m bad at this.” The taller boy stammered, bowing his head in defeat. “I don’t- I don’t know how to talk to people. Sorry if it doesn’t always come out right.”

Tanjiro nodded, leaning on his knees. Now that he knew his brother- this wasn’t news.

Something in his chest twinged though- seeing Genya so sad. He didn’t smell nearly as devastated as before, but it didn’t mean Tanjiro was satisfied.

He took a risk, reaching out and jabbing his side.

“Gah!” Genya yelped at the touch, leaning away with wide eyes. Tanjiro blinked.

Then he was smiling, poking him again.

“T-Tanjihihiro! Knoohohock it oohohohohff!” Genya giggled out, one arm swatting at him while the other one tried to block Tanjiro’s finger. “Dohoohhn’t dohoho thahahaht!”

“Why not? You’ve been frowning all evening. I want to see you smile!” The brunette laughed as he got on his knees, bringing both hands in as he carried on tickling. “Tickle tickle tickle, Genya!”

“Aheahahhhha! Gheahhhaa- dohohohohn’t yohhohohu sthahahahrt wihiihihth thahahahat! Ghehahahahah!” He tried his best, but Tanjiro was a force to be reckoned with. Genya soon found himself lying on his back, kicking his feet and squeaking as his ribs were thoroughly pinched and prodded. “Coohoohhome ohohoohh, hahahahve sohohoome mehhehhercy!”

“Hmm..I’ll think about it.” Tanjiro winked, moving his hands up to Genya’s armpits before drilling into them- making the taller boy screech. “Tell you what- I’ll show mercy when you’re no longer sad. Sounds fair?”

“Uhuhuhunfahhahahir! Uuhuhuhnfahhhahahahair! Aheahhahha stahhahahap!” Genya kicked and squealed beneath him, fighting for his life as his worst spots were attacked. Despite his pleas, Tanjiro didn’t get a whiff of discomfort. If anything, Genya smelled like he was having fun.

It brought him a deep sense of joy. He was glad to know his friend was feeling good.

“Ahehahahahahahha Taahhahanjihihihihrohohohohoo!” With a sudden burst of strength, Genya managed to flip them over, pinning Tanjiro to the ground as he gasped for air. “Thehehere…nhhoohohow stahhap it!” He nodded, looking down at Tanjiro with a glare.

The brunette smiled up at him happily, unfazed at his look. “Okay! Feeling better?”

“Feeling-” Genya blinked, unsure on how to respond. Then he sighed, falling into Tanjro with a low groan. “Yes…yes, I feel better.”

“Good!” Tanjiro believed him, reaching up to pat his head. “Anytime you need help, I’m here for you.”

“In that case, help me out with something…” Tanjiro blinked, interested. When Genya sat up, there was something rather dangerous in his gaze. He already knew what was coming.

“Hehe, I’m in danger, aren’t I?” He asked, already giggling.

“You’re about to be- COME HERE!” Genya was quick to attack, going for his ribs and sending Tanjiro into loud happy fits of mirth. Soon the night sky was filled with laughter once more, the two carrying on their tickle fight and chasing away the pain. Eventually, Gyomei would find them and remind them to get some rest- putting an end to their tickle fight before they could wake all the trainees.

The entire time, Tanjiro didn’t get a single whiff of sadness from his friend.

Mission accomplished.

Thanks for reading!

[readmyheartt]

Schrödinger's Satan's cat theory.

satan is not a complicated man. he likes to read, he likes cats, he has 5 brothers, he has 1 enemy. pretty simple stuff. and so when he meets you, someone so complex and at times - a variable at which his mind shows "404" he has deduced that he'll need a 101 lesson on schrödinger's satan's cat theory.

♡. ) satan x fem!reader

"god what the heck is happening in my mind" satan says, like a cat chasing it's own tail, satan paces aimlessly in the library.

what was supposed to be a normal and mundane (well, as mundane as you can get in the house of lamentation) wednesday - had turn into one of stress, panic, and plentiful heartbeats.

asmodeus sighs as he puts down the mirror, a feat at which is a rare sight, "ditto." he looks at the fourth born all disappointed and perplexed. after all, what is happening in his mind?

"what's wrong? got a feud with cupid or something?~" asmodeus teases mindlessly, after all satan of all demons would never even dream of getting involved in the dance of love. cause i mean, c'mon, satan? love? don't make me laugh.

but... if that's truly the case.. why isn't the avatar of wrath retorting back?...

asmodeus had stopped his movement, his mind turning blank, and his heart - unlike the fourth born - stopping. "... wait..." he slowly turns his head towards satan and for the first time in his long, extremely long life - he witnessed something so incredibly beautiful.

"..w-what? why are you just... staring at me l-like that?.." satan covers his mouth, face rosy as if he had been thrown a bucket filled with flowers and songs of heaven's songbirds.

"oh.. my GOODNESS!!" asmodeus squealed, he couldn't believe it! his wrathful yet sensible brother is blushing, looking as if he'd fallen in love - no, no it would be an insult to call this love! it's more than that, surely!

asmodeus immediately rushed over to satan, excitedly prancing around. it seems as though the fifth born had jumped the gun and now he's off to marriage land...

satan pried off his annoying brother, annoyed and flustered that the cat had gotten out of the bag this quickly. agh, how embarrassing.

"ugh, get off me asmo." satan scoffed and started searching for books within the vast shelfs of knowledge, beckoning for something - anything to distract him. "whaa?! how could i possibly run away from something as cute as this!!~" asmodeus giggled.

"so~ who's the lucky girl? well. not really lucky. since she isn't with me but those are just the finer details~" asmodeus teased, practically dying from the lack of information. it seems as though the fifth born was excited to turn the books in the shelves of knowledge to one of satan's experiences with love.

satan's blush burned harder than his anger had ever gotten. a color of pure passion that rivalled even lucifer's pride. "... you're really starting to annoy me asmo..." satan aimlessly grabbed a book, which reminded him of the vast collection in his room. perhaps he could rush there and bury himself.

but satan, as collected as he is, is a being with a limit. a string strong enough to contain his most emotional tendencies but a string weak enough to break off when buttons are pushed right.

and asmodeus had pushed- no, destroyed those buttons.

"c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!!~ a little hint wouldn't hurt, or else i'll start guessing~" asmodeus bargained, huh. who knew you actually could learn something from the second born. but satan wouldn't budge. you're going to have to try a little harder if you wanna break the most patient man to have ever exis- wait where are you going?

asmodeus put out his tongue, "well, if you wanna be that stubborn - then i sure hope you don't mind me telling the others!~" asmodeus waved, on his way exiting the library.

oh no you don't. satan had an average stamina and speed, he wasn't proud but he wasn't upset with it either - but oh boy was he proud now. satan had never felt a sense of dread, this much pressure in his life, so much so he hadn't even intended to grab the back collar of asmodeus this roughly.

"ack!- okay, okay! calm down.." asmodeus tried to catch his breath amongst his surprise.

satan whispered "y/n...", silently hoping his brother hadn't heard but a piece of him - so small it can be considered miniscule, wanted someone he could confide in about his feelings. asmodeus, who had finished coughing, looked up at satan confused "a-ahem.. ugh.. y-y/n what?.."

satan looks away, wanting to hurry up and get this embarrassing part over with. "t-the one.. i think i like.." his heart had flown to heaven upon hearing his admittance. ah, he never expected he'd visit heaven for the first time like this.

asmodeus giggles, "ah.. y/n. well i can't say i'm quite surprised" he smiles. proud of his brother for his brave yet adorable confession. "so~ what do you think you're gonna do next hm?~" asmodeus muses, curious of the fourth born's next step.

however, said fourth born had instead sighed. "ugh, listen. i'm not even sure i like her just yet, i'll need to confirm-" but before he can finish his sentence, asmodeus shook his shoulders in pure absurdity.

"what?!" he screams, "you totally like her!!" this makes the fourth born blush further, a bitter yet sweet argument ignited between the two brothers. one gushing and other- wait, why are you gushing about her?!

"mhh.. that's beside the point! i never took you as someone who'd be so dense.." asmodeus sighs, hopelessly. walking past the avatar of wrath, reveling in how he'd constantly open and close his mouth - ready to argue, but unsure of what to say. what a cute sight.

-tuck... "oh?" asmodeus looks down, the book satan held earlier appeared to have been left on the floor. must've been from when he had strangled and defiled his poor, poor delicate neck (the cynical fourth born swears he's overdramatizing it.)

"hmph! well it'll do no good to loiter around" asmodeus begrudgingly sacrifices himself on a brave journey, bending down to grab the book whilst knowing the dangers of tainting his jeans with soot.

as he pats the book to whisk away any dust, he notices what exactly the book happens to be. "schrödinger's cat theory" it read on the title cover. and suddenly, a lightbulb appeared-

asmodeus turned behind excitedly towards satan, "i know what'll convince you! if i explain your feelings with a concept you'll are obsessed with understand then you'll surely admit you have feelings!" asmodeus showcased the book with a big grin.

satan furrowed his eyebrow, unconvinced and un wavered. however, he'd be running in circles if he keeps denying asmodeus any juicy details - so he might as well indulge in his little games.

asmodeus prepares a comically huge whiteboard (how did he even bring that here?) and coughs loudly, and dramatically really but you probably expected that already.

"you see, my dear brother. i call this!~ the "satan's cat theory! ♥" asmodeus squeals, as he draws a doodle of a grumpy satan followed by little cats (that satan approves of) around the canvas.

asmodeus draws a much cleaner and adorable sketch of you. one with a version inside a box, and the other without. "now now, as you can see here-"

satan interrupts the class session to input, what he determines, as a valuable criticism. "hang on.. this is supposed to be satan's cat theory. i don't see how that drawing of her is supposed to be related to a cat" satan folds him arms and scoffs.

asmodeus sighs and mumbles about how he's being dramatic. asmodeus pouts "hey! im already impatient enough as is, he have to start the lesson alright?!" he whines, much to satan's dismay.

"imagine this here, this drawing of y/n is how you see her at the moment. her being her normal-cute self!~" asmodeus giggles, "but now look over here!" asmodeus erases the normal doodle, and draws an obnoxious red circle around the version of you inside a box.

"now this is a metaphor of your feelings! y/n is inside that box, and she's in a state where you either like or love her. and you won't know until you open that box!"

satan raises an eyebrow "and.. how is that supposed to help me?" upon questioning he immediately receives a groan as a reply. "how can you not tell where im going with this?!" asmodeus whines,

"agh, at this point i might have to miss out on that clothing sale just to get through your thick and unpretty skull.." he sulks, but satan didn't seem to receive that remark quite lightly...

asmodeus however, ignores the green flame igniting behind him and continues on, "and now, let's say you open that box and see what you truly feel for y/n" asmodeus then flips the whiteboard to showcase what's on the backside.

satan grows intrigued, he wasn't expecting such effort from his brother (much less how he's even accomplished this in such a short notice). asmodeus beams and waves his hand, "tada!!!"

a picture of you was taped in front of a doodle of a box opening up to reveal it's insides. however, the doodle wasn't what satan was focusing on...

is that... is that... no.... it can't be.. it can't possibly be...

is that a picture of you with cat ears?!?!

"OI?! how did you even-" satan gets up, flustered at the sight and slightly enraged. however, asmodeus quickly rips off (much to satan's cringe) the picture from the whiteboard and sways his finger.

"at-tat-ta~ you can't get this picture until you figure out what the key to this lesson is ♥" he teases. "!!!" satan, baffled at the confidence of his brother, grows even more flustered and flushed.

c'mon satan..!! think!! you are definitely the smartest in the house of lamentation (though, lucifer would beg to differ) so he definitely can't let love drive him stupid. alright, what's the key to the lesson, what was asmodeus going on about and....

hold on. let's back track.

"c-cant.. let...." satan mumbles under his breath. asmodeus, not quite catching what his dear cynical fourth had muttered, lets out a hum of confusion.

"... drive.. me.. s-stupid..." the mumbling becomes clearer, and clearer. "ehh hey.. why are you all mumbling and being weird there?" asmodeus tries to get his brother back to reality, until when he suddenly--

"AGH!!! ASMOOOOO" geez! it's like it was lucifer yelling for mammon all over again! asmo jumps in response, confused and shocked at the sudden outburst. "L-LOVE ITS... I-ITS LOVE GOD DAMMIT" satan yells, and for the first time in a long while, it seems as though he's come back to embrace his demon form.

"eek!!" asmodeus runs off to seek protection by his other kinder and less wrathful brothers. satan seemed to regain a bit more relief once asmo was out of his sight. especially when he noticed that he ended up dropping the picture of you with... those darn cat ears...

the picture, without him even knowing, had subconsciously returned him back to his original form. now much calmer with a clearer mind, he runs his hands through his hair.

"sighs... love, huh.." he whispers to himself, a moment to collect his feelings and thoughts. he falls down to take a seat on top of the arm chair. even though he resists looking at the picture of you, for the sake of his beating heart, he still ever so tightly grips it - scared that it'll fly away so easily.

he sighs once more, for what seemed like the 10th time today, he mutters to his heart "how am i supposed to face her now... ah god dammit. that stupid... and cute lesson..." he feels heat rushing through his body again, at the mere thought of such a cute concept.

satan's cat theory, huh? well.. he hopes he can miss the due date for homework, as he needs more time for research and less time for dilly dallying.

he says, as he pockets the picture.

[pinyeti]

Episode 1: The Phantom Menace

hERE WE GO

Man can they stop infodumping in the beginning wf is a supreme chancellor

Ik this is a prequel so its ?? the empire?

OHMYGOD A SILVERFACE?? IS THIS THE SAME ONE

Who are these 2

WAIT IS THIS THE GUY FROM TAKEN

Oh this is the jedi killing spree

QUEEN AMIDALA IS GORGEOUS Is this natalie portman

Woah the gRAPHICS REALLY UPGRADED THIS LOOKS AMAAAZING

My god this guys rat tail is so funny i just know people thought it was the coolest thing

Its giving the shire 

OHMYGOD THIZ IS SO COOL UNDERWATER CITY

IT LOOKS BEAUTIFUL

Omg r2

Ooo darth isnt a name its a title 

Why is Padme also natalie portman? do all the women in this country have the same face its obvious shes the queen

huh does she split herself into different women is that it

Is this young han solo BABY ANAKIN OHMYGOD HES ADORABLE

ANAKIN BUILT…CP3JDNC

He’s adorable, a little baby with so much potential MAN ITS ALMOST LIKE IM WATCHING HIS LIFE FLASH BEFORE HIS EYES CUZ IN THE LAST MOVIE HE DIED

Shut the fuck uP

OBIWAN IS THE ONE WITH A RAT TAIL

FUCK OFF THIS ISNT MY OBIWAN GIVE ME THE OLD HOT GUY BACK

This is by far the coolest star wars movie

Ugh jabba the butt

This reminds me of f1

Obiwan calling anakin a pathetic life form

ANAKIN YIPPEEING EVERYWHERE IS SO FUNNY

Im sad, this is so heartwarming 

Im so SAD OHMYGOD WHERE DID IT ALL GO WRONG WHERE DID IT ALL GO WRONG 

He;s so SMALL ANI IS SOOO TINY OHBFVHISDDNK

Ohh i get it he’s the chancellor now cuz he;s still getting power 

AYO NICK FURY

Oh the poor boy THEY REJECTED HIM CUZ HE WAS TOO AFRAID

“Quigon sir i dont want to be a problem” proceeds to become the biggest problem ever made - is he the phantom menace?

Midiclorians - the voice in your head?

Is quigon gonna die and then obiwan trains anakin

WHOSADISSS MESALLIKADISSSS

Obiwans teenage dirtbag phaseis killing me

OHMYGOD THE INFINITY WAR SCENE IN WAKANDA IS THE EXACT COPY OF THIS 

AYO THE SITH HAS A DOUBLE LIGHT SABER THATS SO COOL

HAHA QUIGON DIED CALLED IT

ALL THE WOMEN IN STARWARS ARE SO BADASS I WANT MORE 

ANAKIN IS HIRO HAMADA

…why did qui gon caress obiwan’s lip oh so tenderly right before his death hello???

Haha yoda hated him and luke from the start

WHOS THE OTHER SITH 

Ohno ANAKIN GOT A HAIRCUT

Padmes so pretty

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