#people can show up whenever they want either cause of their own schedules or how much they feel like socializing

[amomentsescape]

Hey, in a school play thats coming up in a few months and just got back from practice. Feeling super exhausted and under pressure cause I might have to miss a dress rehearsal for an important field trip and I dont want the teacher to be disappointed be like "oh my God that upping bitch ditched the 2nd dress rehearsal to go on some stupid field trip" (leaving this is an almost unreadable color so if it gets made I dont have to see that part and feel anxious again) so can I request slashers with a significant other in that situation and they support them all through it, the anxiety, lines, and coming home super exhausted and feeling discouraged all leading up to the play? Cause its still somthing they're determined and wanna do? Thanks in advance if you decide to write this then ill be rereading it till the play is over and maybe after it. Its probably dumb my feelings about it all seem stupid but I'm nerodivergent and things are just extra for me then most people.

Slashers with Overwhelmed! Reader That's in a School Play

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, Stu, Vincent, Bo, & Lester

A/N: Hey, your feelings are very much valid no matter the situation! Thank you for sending in your request, and I hope you find some rest soon <3

Freddy Krueger

He's grown a bit concerned over the past couple of weeks

Seeing you show up in his world with that exhausted look on your face wasn't something he liked to see

Has listened to you rant about the situation while he just held you

But he's also been there to keep you going even when you thought about giving up

If you need help with lines and preparing, he's happy to be of assistance!

Can literally morph the world into a stage for you

Anything that makes you feel a little more at ease is worth it

And he'll happily keep you in his world for however long you desire

Something about being with him helps you get the rest you've so desperately needed recently

Michael Myers

He honestly doesn't understand what the big deal is at first

You're stressed from the busy schedule? Then quit the play

But once you express how important it is to you and why you want to stick with it, he takes a little pity on you

Doesn't really help with lines or anything

But whenever you need some alone time, Michael is happy to oblige

If you need to rant, Michael is willing to lend an ear

It might not look like he's listening, but he is

He has offered to "get rid" of your problem a few times

Which you quickly said no to

Overall, he may not be the most supportive person to go to, but he does his best to be there for you in his own way

Jason Voorhees

Jason has already gotten used to the routine now

In fact, whenever you come home, he already has a fluffy blanket laid out on the couch for you along with a warm beverage

Forces you to take at least 5 minutes to sit down and chill

Even if you protest, Jason refuses to let you jump straight into more work

If you're feeling particularly anxious, he's more than happy to hold you or just sit beside you and rub your back

He's happy to help you with anything you need too

He's not the best at giving lines since he's not much of a talker...

But he's very good at following along with your script and giving you a nod if you memorized something correctly

He cares a lot about your wellbeing, so whatever will help you out is what Jason wants to do

Thomas Hewitt

He's also become a bit worried about you recently

He just hates seeing you look so worn out all of the time

Happily makes you dinner and snacks when you get home since he knows you appreciate not having to do it all yourself

He'll also run you a warm bath on evenings when you are particularly stressed out

He admires your dedication for sure, he just doesn't want you to burn out

Will not let you stay up late either

The moment it's bedtime, he makes you go to bed

It doesn't matter if you protest or not

He knows rest is important, and he'll happily lie right on top of you to make sure you don't get up from the mattress

Bubba Sawyer

Every time you come home looking worried, Bubba is all over you

He's hugging you, holding your hand, and even following you around like a puppy the whole night

He hates seeing you as anything but happy

Will do crazy charades and dances to get you to smile

He's also been stalking up on a lot of your favorite snacks and candies so that you always have something for a little more energy

He also cares a lot about you getting enough rest too

If you ever try to pull an all-nighter or stay up late in order to practice your lines, Bubba is right there with you

And seeing him forcing himself to stay awake just ends up guilting you into finally going to bed

He may seem innocent, but Bubba knows how to persuade you when he deems necessary

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms also recommends just quitting the play at first

It seems to be stressing you out too much, and he hates spending so much time away from you

But when you tell him that this is all important to you, he gives in

He'll (begrudgingly) go through lines with you and help you memorize them

Reassures you that everything will be fine and work out

Is happy to give you as many cuddles and kisses as you want in order to help you feel better

He still expects you to follow the rules list

But he's willing to be fairly lenient if you really need it

Norman Bates

He's very sweet and understanding about the whole situation

Doesn't even question why you're still doing everything even with all the stress

Meets you at the door each night and grabs your things, putting them aside

Has dinner already prepared for you

And he's happy to help you with lines or anything else you need!

He's actually the one who offered

If he sees that you're feeling extra stressed, he urges you to tell him what you're thinking

He refuses to let you bottle up your worries

He always responds with reassurances or advice depending on what you want

Billy Loomis

Believe it or not but Billy has had a little experience in theatre back in his day

He's a heartthrob; he always got cast in good roles

He's actually good at acting too and makes learning your lines feel a lot more legit

Even helps you with the delivery of the lines as well

He waits for you to come to him if you need anything

Advice, cuddles, questions, you name it

If you need it, just ask, and he'll be happy to supply

If anyone gives you a particularly hard time, Billy will go have a "talk" with them

Don't worry, he won't kill anyone

Well, unless you ask

Stu Macher

Stu somehow always makes a stressful situation better

If you need help with lines, he'll go all out

Will throw on random clothes and grab just about anything to use as a prop

Delivers his lines with such charisma that you'd think he was Shakespeare

He pushes you to take frequent breaks when you can

A nice walk outside, a little TV sesh, or even going to get some ice cream real quick are all frequent suggestions made by Stu

He admires your passion for what you're doing, he just doesn't want you to push yourself too hard

Every night while in bed, he's there whispering reassurances to you and telling you how proud he is for what you're doing

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent really wants to help, he just doesn't know how

But the moment you ask anything of him, he'll jump on it immediately

Brings you water and food frequently while you're busy

And on overwhelming days, he already has your bags and meals prepped for you so you can just head right out the door

Makes sure you're asleep every night before he'll even let himself rest

He also offers a lot of physical reassurance too if you need it

His hand on top of yours, gentle back rubs, and long hugs are all done if you initiate them

He really focuses on taking care of you and making sure you're not exhausting yourself too much

Bo Sinclair

It honestly pisses him off

You coming home each night feeling anxious and looking so tired makes Bo angry at your school

Would really love to invite your teacher over to have a "talk" about everything

But he knows you'd never allow that

Will help you with lines if you insist

He's not very good at it, but the sentiment is there

His help is really focused on the practical

He makes sure you eat dinner, drink enough water, get enough sleep, etc.

He's not much of a cuddler, but that definitely changes when you're going through a tough time

He's very much looking forward to when the play is finally done

Lester Sinclair

He always gives you lots of compliments

"You're such a hard-worker" "I know you're gonna do great" "It'll be all worth it"

Will give you a ride to wherever you need to go whenever you need to get there

Will spoil you quite a bit during this time too

Multiple bags of snacks, new comfy clothes, late night drives around the town, etc.

Whatever he can do to make you feel better, he wants to do it

He worries a lot about you though

So there will be a few times when you're the one needing to reassure him that you're alright

[munivrse]

times in which the rest of zerobaseone are completely done with poly!haobin + reader.

cw: fluff. one mention of a leash. somewhat suggestive. poly!haobin + reader.

breakfast time:

It’s usually hanbin who cooks in the morning (and gets up at too early of an hour to begin. shimmy-ing from between you and hao’s grip, kissing you both on the forehead before retreating into the kitchen) and the members get up at various times to eat, but when you all can, you try to eat together.

more under the cut!

you and hao usually come last, enjoying the warmth of each other before begrudgingly leaving your cozy room. hao is tugging you to the kitchen with your hand in his and when he sits, he pulls you into his lap. multiple groans and gagging noises can be heard around the kitchen. hao literally pays this no mind and continues to mind his business (which is currently occupied with wrapping his arms around your waist and letting his head rest on your back.) until hanbin brings plates over for the both of you.

Hanbin wasn’t as much of a fan of pda in front of others, but he’d still feed you both a bite of food every once in a while, which, of course, causes a fit of laughter from gyuvin and yujin, both of them copying you three, feeding eachother and making cooing noises while doing it. usually a simple “keep it up.” and a stern look from hanbin keeps them quiet. not for long though.

in the practice room:

now this goes two ways. they're either grateful you’re there or wants to throw the whole TRIO out of the room.

Theyre grateful when hanbin has been getting increasingly annoyed when the younger ones won’t pay attention, getting snippy with all of the members. as soon as hanbin balls his fists up and his brows start to furrow, there you are to save the day! you interrupt his incoming eruption with a quick,

“binnie!! you want some water? come take a break, i miss you.”

you don’t really miss him, you see him all the time COMMA BUT when he looks over at you, smiling and holding up a water bottle, all of his anger dissipates. his eyes soften and his fists unclench as he happily walks over to you. he grabs the bottle, sits on the floor between your legs, and lets you massage at his shoulders. it brings him true peace. (but its interrupted when hao sits in front of him and scolds him for not taking a break as soon as he started getting upset and how he needs to be easier on the young ones. hanbin closes his eyes in annoyance, but hes grateful for both of you.) (also, yujin, gyuvin, and jiwoong all throw you prayer hands as a thank you for saving their asses.)

they want to throw yall mfs out whenever the entire group is getting tired, energy depleting, and all you, hao, and hanbin are doing is laughing in the corner with eachother. they just do not understand how you could POSSIBLY have that much energy after a 5+ hour long practice. you assuage that by buying them desserts.

at an award show:

now, the members are so thankful you get to accompany them to their schedules, even if you aren’t a part of the group. they love when you’re around because you, at this point, are almost essential to their growing dynamic. you provide a significant amount of support to all of them, having a special relationship with each member.

with this being said, you + haobin at an award show… disastrous.

remember how i said hanbin doesn’t like pda in front of others? yeah throw that shit out the window when you’re at an award show. Hanbin just thinks you and hao are so pretty that he can’t help but be a little jealous when other people look at you both for too long. you both just look so good when you’re all done up. and you both know it too. the way you walk and act exudes confidence and hanbin straight up cannot help but want to shield you from everyone's eyes other than his own.

since he can't do that, he opts for having a hand on both of you at any given time. whether that be hands on your waists when youre standing in designated area, holding hands while you navigate through a crowd, or pressing his hands on both yours and hao’s thighs when you sit on opposite sides of him. he’s just obsessed with you two. the other members also see this and thinks its hysterical. they all giggle when one of you lets go of his hand and his eyes widen in panic when he notices either of you are talking to a person outside of their group. the rest of the group teases him.

“they’re not gonna disappear dude. seriously.”

“hanbin you gotta be hurting their hands."

"just put a leash on them at this point." (he does. often. but thats not for them to know, nor to ever find out.)

“omg hanbin look theyre talking to hyunjin!” (this one makes hanbin panic the most. hyunjin is one fine man and he definitely thinks with enough conversation, both you and hao could be swayed to leave with him tonight.)

yeah. hanbin is so in love its almost painful to watch.

[skiiyoomin]

felix with an idol girlfriend??

ღFelix with an idol s/o

ʚContent: gn!reader, swearing, fluff

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Y'all are the sunshine couple!

everyone ADORES you two being together

like it's literally impossible to hate on you

i will never stop saying how Felix is a literal sweetheart, well with you it just multiplies by a million

the way he looks at you is just so hdksfhw

atp there's no point in trying to hide his heart eyes during award shows

it's safe to say the majority of tik tok edits of yall are just clips of Felix giving you heart eyes

but honestly, how can that not make anyone soft

if you're dating publicly, you better bet he's gonna be your hype man

screams the lyrics to your songs and quite literally goes wild when you perform

when he performs he always looks for you in the crowd and sends winks and kisses your way

like get a room 😀

no matter what people say, he is NOT ashamed of expressing how much he truly loves you and nothing haters say will ever make him doubt that

if you aren't public then obviously he'd try to not be as obvious

but honestly, nothing he does can hide how he looks at you

there's so many scandals and theories about you both

but he could care less about them

assuming you're under the same company, he tries to see you as much as possible

at the beginning of your relationship, Chan and his manager would try to stop him, but he speedy af

clings to you A LOT whenever he can

if you're not under the same company, he texts you extremely often

expect to be sent random ass tik toks at the most randoma ass hours

also sends you all the ship edits fans make of you, cause he thinks it's adorable

if either of your schedules allow, you'd spend the night at his dorm or him at yours, just chilling or playing video games

since you can't go out often either way :/

he can tell inmediately if you're feeling down

the solution? his famous brownies :D

but he geniuenly wants you to feel ok and never take to heart the criticism sent your way

you eventually start having an aussie accent

like it's impossible to not end up with an aussie accent

when either of you are on tour, you're on video calls literally all the time

even if it's silent and you're both doing your own thing

but simply being present with each other comforts you both

LOTS of tik toks together

like A LOT

it's so suspicious

listens to your songs on repeat

and watches literally anything you're in

whether it's mvs, interviews, ANYTHING

and then he compliments you saying how amazing and talented you are

the same way he sends random memes and tik toks, he also sends sweet messages that encourage you and make your day 100x better

he's honestly just the sweetest man ever and deserves the whole world :(

he's the best bofie in the world

even if you both being idols can be hard sometimes, you both push forward no matter what

[scarletv0id]

No matter the base, Medic always has a tendency to over work himself. With enough persuasion and sleep deprivation, however, he is likely to be dragged to bed by Sniper. Though, he is surprised by how intimate Sniper chooses to be once he gets there.

These character belong to the blog @blood-feathers on here. Medic: Gabriel (Eurasian Collared Dove) Sniper: Ray (Clouded Leopard)

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No matter the universe, no Medic is ever prepared to admit when they're tired. That’s just a simple fact of working for Mann Co. If you fall into either the medical or engineering side of the team then it’s just statistically known that you are going to be more willing to engage in self destructive tendencies.  Long nights spent toiling over projects and even later days spent trying to stay awake. A normal sleep schedule wasn’t expected by most Mann Co employees to be sure, but it was still remarkable how quickly things could go sideways when it came to how work and sleep would come into conflict. 

Though, it was especially tenuous for the medic at the colloquially known ‘Team Beast’ base. The tenuousness of his choices were less related to concern from others, and more the complicated relationship to them that he’d created. 

Guilt was certainly a driving factor behind what he tended to work on now. His passion was, as any good medic for Mann Co would pursue, to overcome mortality. That had been, and still somewhat was, the end all be all of everything he could work on. It was a goal that had seemed obtainable a few years before. He’d taken his risk, he’d played a game with chance, and it had blown up in his face far greater than he ever could have expected. 

He wanted to fix the biggest proverbial flaw within the human body. That’s all. Just because he stole a book from a wizard didn’t mean his teammates needed to be punished too. It didn’t matter much now, of course. That wizard was long gone, and the attempts that had been made to find him had all turned up nothing. 

So they were stuck. 

Every single one of his teammates were damned, by him, to living the rest of their days as animal people. They were all people who were already on the fringes of society because of their professions, and then they suddenly just couldn’t exist within it. There was no amount of explanation or begging that could make it better for any of them. They were stuck together, and there was no clear way out either. 

There could be no way to dispute that his work had led to this outcome, there was no around the kind of guilt he had to forever sit with following his mistake, and there was no way for him to look any of his teammates in the eye and not be able to see his fallacies within. 

He fucked up. 

In plain and simple terminology that's what had happened. That was what the Soldier certainly kept reminding him of. That was what had led Soldier to his breaking point. The blame was on him for being the cause of the tragedy, but that didn’t justify the actions that came after it. His colleagues had assured him of that time and time again, even after they all realized there was no way his wings could ever come back intact. 

They were stuck together, scars and all. 

No one blamed Medic for still being jumpy whenever Soldier walked into a room though. They couldn’t fathom the feeling of having teeth sunk into your flesh and knowing your bones were being broken and skin split all in one motion. Soldier may have still, technically, been a human in that moment, but all other indicators showed he was nothing but a rabid dog. 

He took something from Medic then. He lashed out and took the one thing that he didn’t need to survive, but could still do the most unequivocal amount of damage to him. The very wings that he’d already experienced the horrors of having split through his skin and burst from his back, and just as quickly as they were there only blood could be found. 

They weren’t coming back. None of it was coming back. There was no wizard to fix his mistake and there was no way the respawn machine could mend what had been torn. 

So it was easier to just seclude himself from everyone then suck it up and put on a brave face on the daily. Especially with Soldier still roaming the halls. He got used to it too. He was fine with being by himself in his lab. Even if he extended himself past any sensible point, at least he was doing something with his time. 

Though, he wasn’t always alone in his lab. 

“Angel,” Sniper asked as he poked his head in, “How long have you been awake for?” 

“You know you don’t want me to answer that question for you, Catling.” He responded, he let his shoulders sink down toward the table in front of him while his head did the same. The outer layers of his outfit had come off at some point, though he couldn’t remember for the life of him when. He just knew that he was down to a button up that was already sliding down his shoulders. He felt pathetic knowing that Sniper had to see him like this, but he knew that he’d seen him worse. He could feel the bags under his eyes aching but he still couldn’t justify going to sleep. There was still so much that needed to be done. 

When two paws wrapped themselves around his waist he didn’t bother to pull away. Rather he let himself lean into the touch and allowed his body to rely on Sniper’s for support. 

“Is there any way I can tempt you to go there then?”

That got a chuckle out of him, “You can tempt me to do a lot, I'm sure you already know that, Ray.”  “You’re right,” He leaned his head down so that he could rest his head against the back of Medic’s neck. “Normally it wouldn’t be for something so mundane, though.” 

His feather’s prickled with the added sensation of the leopard’s breath at the back of his neck and, he couldn't deny, that he could feel himself melting into his partner’s body. He was too tired for his own good, and there was really no excuse for him not to accept whatever he might have planned.

“Am I actually going to go to sleep or are you planning anything else?” 

He could feel Sniper smile against his neck as his fangs pressed themself into his skin. “Maybe, you’ll have to join me to find out.” 

Medic let out a loud groan before he let Sniper start to drag him out of the room. Night had long since set in so there wasn’t any concern about anyone seeing the strange display of a partially limp Medic and Sniper half carrying half dragging him through the halls. With no energy left in him it made sense in the moment, but he already knew that he wouldn’t be able to live it down when he’d wake up. 

Once they reached Sniper’s room, it took one swift motion for Medic to find himself on the bed. His face was straight down against the shitty comforter. As the bed bounced slightly he knew that he’d been joined up there, but he prickled when he felt paws gliding up under his shirt. 

He opened his beak to ask what was happening but he instead sucked in a breath as the paws reached their destination. The scar tissue where his wings once connected to his body. They were rough and still had an off putting texture to them, but having someone else’s hands, paws, against them was something else entirely. 

“Can I see them, Gabriel?” Sniper, coyly, asked, his voice easily showing 

With a sigh, he lifted himself up by his elbows just enough to get the buttons undone and let Sniper slide it downwards. He expected to feel his partner’s paws on his back again, but instead his breath shuddered as he felt soft, fluffy, kisses being placed along the same area. 

“It’s okay, it's going to be okay, my Angel.” He whispered against the torn flesh. His teeth ran their way along the messy scar tissue just as much as his fluffy lips did. 

His paws were placed at Medic’s side as well. They slowly ran up and down his waist as he continued to do the same to the scars. 

He continued to whisper, “You’re okay. It’s okay. It’s going to be okay.” While Medic felt himself sinking into the bed more and more. The feeling of being comforted by his partner led him closer and closer to sleep than he could have realized. 

Eventually, Sniper made his way up to Medic’s neck and left one last kiss right there. “I’m here for you, Angel.” His paws finally made their way back to the scars and he spread his fingers as though they were his wings. 

They’d return to him, just not how he expected. 

“I know you are, Catling. I know.” The words came out soft, slightly slurred, and it was the last thing he remembered before the world sank away. 

He woke up a few hours later and found himself with Sniper enveloping him. He could feel his fur against his feathers as his arms were wrapped around him, and his face was right up against his chest. 

He felt briefly compelled to laugh at the sight, but instead he leaned his head down and let their foreheads touch, “I’m here for you too, Ray. I’m here for you too.” 

He knew he couldn't hear him but he still needed to say it. Even if he’d have to repeat again, eventually.

[im-a-regular-joe]

MY THEORIES ON NIFTY

Nifty is an interesting character in the show and we probably know the least about her out of the main cast, let's get things set out before I talk about the theory and yes it mainly centers around how she freezes up whenever she's on camera. She's also known to like “ bad boys “ and died at the age of 22 ( making her the youngest of the main cast ) in the 1950s.

A thing to note before I begin I have heard from people that they think the reason she didn't talk at all and just kinda freezes up is because when she was alive there were silent films because technology wasn't as developed yet, to that I cast doubt because if you see her death year ( the 1950’s ) movies had gone from silent films to talkies with the first talkie being Jazz Singer in 1927. The gradual transition of moving to talkies took place between 1926 to 1930 meaning by the time she died movies with sound and dialogue hit the mainstream. Another piece of context for my theory is that news broadcasting started a few years before her death, with the first regularly scheduled news broadcast on American television in March 1940.

The Theory:

Nifty died in the 1950’s and was a housewife who was overly obsessed with her husband, she was a young naive woman who did just about anything to please her husband. She cooked, she cleaned, she made sure the home never had a pest problem, an all-around good wife albeit a little on the unhinged side. Her husband was one of those “ bad-boy” types, and I am not talking just a thug or something, I'm talking about corrupted individual who works for the mafia [ weather it be them being the leader or just a member of it ] or a member of some influential and dangerous gang [ once again, either the leader of it or just a member ].

She grew suspicious though when he started hanging out with a lady she hadn't seen before, at first she tried not to let it bother her and assumed she must of been a friend of his or something. That was until one day when she was finished cleaning something she found him kissing this woman in their bed, this caused her to go into a blind rage which resulted in her killing her husband and the person he was cheating on her with, using one of the knives in the kitchen to do the deed. After being arrested she was put on trial, camera crews outside to hopefully take pictures of her exiting the courthouse to put in the newspaper.

After being convicted for her crimes she was taking out of the courthouse to be taken to jail but what no one knew was that a member of the Mafia/group her husband worked for was there in the crowds, as she was being bombarded by several flashes of cameras and such that person pulled out a gun and shot her several times before blending back into the now frantic crowd around the courthouse as people ran for their lives after the gunshots rang out. She had been shot three times, with the final shot to her chest being the one that killed her.

Like my Velvette theory I want to incorporate her design into how I believe she died. In both her pilot and final show design she is seen with three red splotches on her outfit. They resemble stab or bullet wounds and in the case of my theory I would like to see them more as bullet wounds, the biggest splotch on her outfit ( the one near her right shoulder and is on her chest ) being the one that signifies the bullet that killed her. Also though I feel the one eye could be a stylistic choice I interpret it as representing how she only had her eye on one person when she was alive, her husband. The reason why I feel she has an affinity for knives in particular is because that was the same thing she used to murder her cheating husband and the person he was having an affair with.

And onto the biggest part of my theory, why i think her freezing up everytime she has a camera directly in her face hints to her death. You can chalk this little quirk of hers as a gag or a reference to the fact that the person who owns her soul hates modern technology and television [ Alastor ], but I personally think it's because she was being recorded and photographed when she died. Her death was being spread on the news, in the newspapers, and so that trauma of dying in that way on camera is why she always freezes up whenever knowingly being filmed [ I'm saying knowingly because she never froze up when she was being filmed by Vox's drones during the final fight because she has no knowledge of them even being there in the first place- ].

Am I tweaking tho cause thats alot of yappin i just did

[aquareegia]

Hello,

I can't sleep and I just wanted to share some thoughts regarding our book project. These are my own thoughts, I'm sure @vesselsscarlet will share their own thoughts if they want to.

I've overcome the frustrations tbh, I just feel deflated now lol. I just know I will never do something like that ever again. What really got to me, were the asks I received, when we started to get a little more direct.

I almost wish I didn't delete some of them, just to show you how rude and condescending some people were about it... but I really didn't want to have to see it whenever I looked into my inbox because it really made me feel like shit.

It didn't help that people kept comparing us to other projects and made us feel like we are not good enough with what we offered. Other than the downright rude asks, I'm sure those people actually didn't mean any harm, but it still came off iffy in the whole context tbh.

Just to state a few facts... we started this project in December. We announced it very early, we didn't even have a deadline set for a while.

Once we knew a touring schedule, we quickly shared a deadline, which was realistic for us to be able to finish the book in time (despite living in different states and not being able to work directly together). There was plenty of time before and after we announced a deadline. We did put up reminders and updates and we said in our first posts to check out the tag in case you miss something. We simply can't put up weekly reminders and run after every single person. It also would be pushy and annoying tbh.

You're all old enough to follow simple instructions and set your own schedules.

I don't care for explanations why it didn't work out tbh. We all have our private lives that take priority. We all have our struggles with mental health that sometimes cause us to procrastinate and lack motivation for something that isn't a priority. If anyone gets that, it's me. However... we also said that we ask for one simple thing, and that is communication!

We're not some monsters, that'd bite off your head if you asked for more time or something. It's ok if you'd need more time but is it too much to ask for a little heads up?

We have always said that this project is only possible with your help. If there's just cricket chirping in response, what are we supposed to do?

Like I said I personally won't be doing any fan projects in the future anymore. I still very much value the people in this community but I won't lie and say that I'm not a bit disappointed.

Lia and I still have to talk about what we will do with this project. Idk if it even makes sense to extend the time frame tbh. I feel like the majority of those who would've participated, would've done so by now but yeah... idk man.

Guess I'll leave a poll here to get an idea of what to do.

Whatever we choose to do, the book won't be happening this year either way. At the current state, we won't be able to finish it in time for November, so we can only hand it over next year.

Thank you to everyone who submitted their letters and art and did give us a little heads up in case something would be late. We truly appreciate you, and we're sorry we can't hand over your letters as soon as we hoped to. 😔

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Right so I got a tad distracted and ended up typing this up a bit later than I originally intended, but here we go! More Sunny Coma Au Fluff!

This is after the good ending btw

So the first time Mari and Sunny go shopping for new clothes for him they end up going with mostly darker colours, with one exception, a white T-shirt with rainbow cats on it.

Because he was already really short for his age due to parental neglect, and the fact he's barely grown from being in a coma for years he's very small and gets mistaken for a kid much younger than he is (He's roughly 15 in this AU)

(I don't actually know if coma patients grow normally or not, So lets assume the Staff wasn't doing their jobs properly and he was basically kept alive, not exactly growing.)

Him being very small, and having tall friends *Cough*Hero & Kel*Cough* means that if they're all outside and he's getting left behind because short legs or he's worn out from the lack of exercise that they can just pick him up and give him a piggy back ride. They all can, but he likes to be tall.

Because he's somehow charmed the entire town and no-one bothered to correct people on his age, he sometimes gets free sweets when they're shopping. Due to him being a total sweetheart though he tries to share with his friends.

Sometimes he'll either write or draw about his adventures in Headspace and when people ask he tells them about his 'dreams' when he was in a Coma. Mari saw one of these and got a bit freaked out because "How does Sunny know what was happening in my Headspace?!?". He doesn't show them to Mari anymore, Not wanting to cause a panic attack.

When in a coma his friends would sometimes play some of their favorite music and when he's spacing out he sometimes hums those songs.

Despite everything he's quite perceptive to everyone's needs, but he's not very attentive to his own. Leading to situations where he forgets he's meant to be hungry, or unaware he's tired. So he'll sometimes just pass out on his friends and they try super hard to not wake him up because "It's adorable and he needs sleep"

Mari upon realizing that Sunny never tells her when he's hungry has decided to set up a strict food schedule, This has had the unintentional effect of also making Mari eat regularly and healthily because Sunny would try to share with her, So she ended up making herself food with his.

Whenever Mari and Sunny go out of the house she has a small bag she carries with her. Inside are juice boxes, water bottles, and healthy snacks.

When Sunny first comes out of the hospital his parent's aren't willing to pay for PT to regain his muscle mass, so he ends up in a wheelchair for a few months while he regains his strength. One of the nurses took pity on him though and gave Mari a pamphlet on different types of exercises someone could do to regain lost muscle mass.

While Mari can cook, she's rusty as she's only really cooked super simple means for herself. So Hero decides to help and offers to supervise her while she practices some simple meals to regain her skills. Sunny insists on watching because he wants to help one day.

Mari with the help of the gang end up moving both of their beds down into the music room which has been unused for years (Maybe her parents sold the Piano because she wasn't actively using it.)

Sunny is a little scared when he finds out how much time has passed and how much his friends have changed. But he quickly gets over it because he still loves them.

At one point, Hero and Kel brought Sally over to meet Sunny and he quickly became her new favorite person, much to the slight jealously of the brothers.

Everyone in the group introduce Sunny to people as "Sunny, My Little Brother". He just accepts his fate, and they are his family so it's not unwelcome.

He never spoke much before the accident, and speaks even less after. But one thing that became more common is his laughter and it always brightens everyone's day when they hear it. Kel is the best at bringing it out just by being his goofy self.

He ends up becoming sick a lot more frequently, but luckily he has his friends to take care of him! They each have their own ways of helping when he's sick.

Mari cooks soup and primarily takes care of him in this scenario, but sometimes she's busy.

Hero also cooks soup, and the soup Mari cooks is one of his recipes, but he also brings over one of his weighted blankets to keep him comfy.

Basil will bring over various plants to help liven up the atmosphere, as well as some various plants that he's grown that can help with illnesses.

Kel has many VHS tapes of various Movies and TV-shows that he brings over and sets up to help keep Sunny entertained and stop him from becoming super bored while bedridden.

Aubrey brings various bits of bread from the Bread Twins, but she also reads out loud whatever book she's reading at the moment.

When he finally gets out of the wheelchair, the first thing he does is give Mari a big hug.

More often that not he ends up sleeping in Mari's bed both due to Mari missing being able to do it with him, and that Sunny never has nightmares when he's there.

He doesn't end up going back to school for a few reasons, the biggest two being that he's missed 4 years of school, and that he's tiny so he gets tutored with the same tutor Mari had before she turned 19.

Sometimes he'll go to the school with Mari if one of the other kids have forgotten something. But he's always there whenever there's some sort of event that family can join in on.

While Mari never ended up going to College, she did get a job at Othermart so sometimes Sunny comes with her and helps out with simple things. (He also gets paid for this, don't worry)

Kel still takes up Basketball, But Aubrey takes up Baseball. Basil is also the head of the Gardening club in the school, Don't ask how this happened, because not even he knows.

Mewo is still alive and healthy in this AU, so she spends a lot of time with Sunny.

Sunny ends up befriending the entire cat population of Faraway and they actually bring him things sometimes.

Aubrey swears that he's some sort of Disney princess.

He regularly wears various accessories that his friends have given him.

Basil gave him a hair clip, similar to himself.

Aubrey gave him a cat keychain.

Kel gave him a Captain Spaceboy Pin.

Hero gave him a cat novelty watch.

Right hoo boy. This took a while to write. Oh well, it was nice to write again. Here you go! Lots of fluff with a teeny bit of angst sprinkled in if you squint, I hope this makes you happy when you finally get to look at this. It might be a while before I'm able to do more with this AU because I'm pretty sure I used up all my creative juices to do this.

Gotta recharge, but it was worth it!

Ohh yes.~ All of the fluff, thank you.~ This will be good fuel for me when coming up with both wholesome and angsty Clear out AU scenarios >:3

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Scenario: Levels of Intimacy

Characters: gn! reader x Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao, Chongyun, Venti, Dainsleif

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Diluc

When you first start dating, is a man of few words, but definitely shows that he cares. Is the type who sends you flowers but doesn't say anything about it.

Gradually warms up a bit more as time passes.

Is not a fan of public displays of affections but you'll notice that he'll touch you in subtle ways. Touching your lower back to steer you to the right path, touching your shoulder to get your attention, touching your arm when he just feels like it.

You'll catch him looking at you once in a while and when you ask what's wrong he shakes his head and will say something like, "Nothing, just got distracted,"

When you're alone, will lay his head on your lap for whatever reason. Will usually be reading a book and the next time you glance at him he would have fallen asleep, peaceful look on his face.

People will notice that his mood changes when you're around. He's a lot less on edge and will take a more relaxed stance.

People will also notice the gentle look on his face when he talks to you, compared to the stiff look he gives others.

Will give heaps of forehead kisses.

Kaeya

Has no problem showing affection right from the beginning.

Cheek kisser. Anywhere, anytime. Whenever he feels like it, for no reason at all.

When you're out in town, the type who will sneak up behind you, cover your eyes with his hands and ask, breath above a whisper and near your ear, "Guess who?" you know who it is every time.

If not that, then he'll just hug you from behind and "Caught you, you're coming with me," mischievous glint in his eyes.

People will notice how he can't seem to take his eyes off of you.

Is somehwhat flirtatious but always reminds you that you're number one. "I might look like I'm joking, but trust me, I'm serious about you,"

When you're alone, is the type who will take you in his arms, drop you in bed and just cuddle with you while playing with your hair.

Albedo

Doesn't say much when you first start dating. Actually you don't even know when exactly you guys started dating, you just had a hunch that it was happening because he starts to give you kisses on the top of your head whenever you would part ways with him.

When you ask about it, "Hm? Dating...? Yes, I suppose that's what you call it. I'd rather call it as an exclusive privilege to you,"

Asks for your company whenever he can. You don't do much, but just watch him work. He's happy with just being in the same room as you.

Will sometimes be conscious about the fact that you might be bored "Here, would you like to try?" is just an excuse for him to guide your hand on how to do specific alchemy experiments.

When he feels tired and burnt out will just appear next to you and hug you round the waist, rest his head on your shoulder and murmur "Just a small break,"

When you're out in town together and someone comments about it being rare to see Master Albedo accompanied by someone, he would reply back gesturing at you, "They are... My life partner. So, it's only natural you'd see us together."

Life partner=his word to indicate that you're dating

When you're alone, would ask you to fix his hair or tie his hair up cause "you're the only one who knows how to do it properly, aside from me,"

Childe

Absolutely cannot keep his hands to himself.

Always greets you with some form of hug, usually bear hugs or let me nuzzle into your neck hugs.

Would glue you to his hip if he could.

Visibly happy in public with you, dotes on you and asks you what you'd like to do today.

People can literally see hearts hovering around his head when you're around.

Hand holding a must.

Will not let you do any manual work or labor. Got something to carry? Will take it from you. Need to wash the dishes? Just use his vision. Having trouble with that jar? He might break it for causing you so much trouble.

When you're alone, will always be the big spoon and trail kisses on your neck.

Has a permanent smile plastered on his face when he sees you. "You're just too cute!"

Zhongli

This man is gentle and yet manages to be firm about what he wants, which is you, and no one else.

Does not show a wide range of emotions, he's either calm and collected or agitated and cautious, depending on situations that concern you.

Agitated and cautious because he feels like you're such a fragile thing.

Will enjoy watching your face light up at his suggestions and will get that soft hint of a smile on his face. "Strange, this effect you have on me. Quite an extraordinary thing, and that would be saying a lot considering I've been around for thousands of years,"

When he accompanies you out to town will walk a step behind you but regularly check on you by standing next to you, and reaching out to touch your shoulder that is further away from him. Thus you're momentarily in a semi-side hug. "Everything alright?"

When someone in public comments about you and him making a cute couple, he feels a sense of pride and confirms it. "It is as you say. I wonder from time to time how I've managed to have someone like them stay with me,"

When alone with you, is the type to pull you on their lap and keep you there for as long as he can while he works.

Xiao

Is totally a cold one even if you start dating. But it doesn't mean that he doesn't care, he just has his own way of showing it.

However the more you grow on him the more you find out that he gets flustered unusually easy.

When you suggest a date, for example, his face will get that subtle hint of red. "I-I don't have time for that,"

Sometimes he would say he wouldn't want to do something with you, but then when he finds out you went and did it by yourself he gets moody. "Huh? You already went to get ice-cream?!" will glare at nothing in particular until you say you can go with him next time. "Fine..."

Has periods of being worried that you're tired of him. You know when it happens because he gets quiet, and he will suddenly just grab your wrist, look at the ground, and mumble "... I know I'm not the best at showing and saying how I feel but..." you understand anyway, and are happy with just that.

Is actually extremely possessive. Usually will not hold your hand when walking around town but when a man somehow approaches you he's there in the next second and pulls you into a back hug while staring the guy down.

When you're alone, loves to have you lay your head on his lap and have quiet conversations with you.

Chongyun

is a shy boi and rather unsure of himself.

will gain confidence along the way.

“U-Uh, would you like to hold hands, maybe?” you tell him he doesn’t have to ask at all but he still asks the first few times anyway

Is very thoughtful about your schedule and workload, will constantly worry about you when you seem like you’re tired or overworked

When he knows you’re too tired he gets this sudden assertive side of him “That’s enough for today isn’t it?”

Will add a kiss to your temple, on the side of your forehead.

Sometimes will start to panic about something and turns to you for help. It’s actually something easy to solve so you help him and he would sigh and say “What would I do without you?” and leans in for a hug.

When you’re alone, has a surprisingly assertive side that pulls you in for a hug whenever he feels like it. Sometimes you’d fall together in bed and just cuddle while talking.

Venti

“A-ha! There you are!” will open his arms and wait for you to come to him. If you do, he does his trademark laugh and hug you tight. If you don’t, will stare at you with a questioning face but break into smile and say “Oh, too shy cause we’re out in public? Come on, it’s just a hug!” 

Has no issues telling everyone in town that you’re a couple. “Oh yea, have you met Y/N here? Cute right?...And all mine!” Cue the trademark laugh again.

loves to sit on the sofa, lean his back on the arm of it and have you in his arms just looking down at you do your own thing, mostly reading. If not, then just taking naps with you there.

When the two of you are alone, he sometimes gets this sad or thoughtful look on his face, which is super rare on his usually cheerful demeanor. You would ask what’s wrong and he would snap back to reality saying, “...I was just thinking about...how it would be without you,” jumps back quite quickly and grins, “but that’s not gunna happen, you’re stuck with me till the end!”

Out in public when someone comments you’re such a cute couple he would readily agree and give you a side hug, arms round your shoulder, cheek pressed up against yours. “We’re the cutest you’ll ever see!”

Dainsleif

the definition of protective is this man

is very subtle with his touches, affection and words, but despite that you can feel his unparalleled loyalty to you and is surprisingly gentle.

loves to greet you with a one handed hug and a kiss on the side of your lips.

Out in town, will start off just walking beside you but you wouldn’t even notice when he had slipped his hand in yours. His type of hold is the type of hold that makes you feel like he’s never letting go until you do.

While out adventuring with you, will have these moods where he’s just clingy. Will pull you by the wrist, trap you in between him and a tree and lean in for a kiss on the lips, gently.

Will pull back a moment later, cheeks flushed pink and apologize. “Sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me,” 

loves to have you lean on his shoulder when you rest, and will watch you doze off peacefully.

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ARE THESE SIGNS COMPATIBLE?! | LIBRA AND VIRGO

Okay, so, I have decided to make a series on the connections of some specific signs that always seem to be attracted to each other no matter what. You can look at this as both platonic and romantic tbh! Two of these signs happen to be Libra and Virgo! I first saw it with celebrity couples (Jay Z & Beyoncé, Blake Lively and Ryan Reynolds ect) and then I noticed the pattern with people around me, or just on the Internet. The same happened with Aquarius and Aries, and Capricorn and Pisces! I will be making posts with those couples as well! <3 Tho! If you have a crush/friend and you are curious of your compatibility don't be shy to send an ask!! I will answer! But please remember two things! 1) This is my observation and opinion 2) Your compatibility doesn't rely on only one sign! Also, you can always buy detailed compatibility readings from me! Both tarot and astro! Have fun reading!

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Okay, so, I do think these two signs will either end up being toxic together or the perfect match. Whenever I saw couples or best friends with this dynamic, it ended but being either of the two. While the outcome depends on the inviduals themselves, I do think it's because the two signs are very similar.

They are both perfectionists, like to help others, like to intellectually stimulate themselves and constantly learn, refuse to not do anything in a way they look at it as perfect, doesn't like being seen crying and they often have similar humours as well!

They also differ though, Virgos tend to be more emotionally closed off, while Libras are the type to prefer to show their emotions - in moderation -, Virgos can be chaotic in their room and Libras can be insanely fond of being clean - yes, you read it right babes, no stereotyping here -, Virgos are very straightforward and strict minded while Libras are able to think with the logic of the person they are talking to. Virgos complain out loud, where as Libras tend to try to be kind even when they are frustrated.

You see where I am going with that, right? There is good and bad, just like in everything. Yin and yang? Ya know?

So, first of all, let me get into the bad sides at first, then the good ones. I am not here to bash, I am here to help okay? I want you to both sides of it.

Remember that it's earth and air signs, there will be troubles. Every connection has it's own trouble, but here we are literally talking about opposites.

Now, I think one reason it could be bad is, Virgos are very straight forward, they often don't know how to communicate. Which, you can argue that Libras can bring out the better of Virgos. Which is true! However, Libras are people too. While they are patient, they might get frustrated with someone that's too quite or confusing. They can also be sensitive at times, sometimes take things to the heart which would need a lot of communication from both parts.

These signs are also both extremely hard working. Which, in itself isn't bad. Yet, it can cause them both to be burnt out, and need rest a little. The problem with these signs are is that they work 90% of the time, and only not stress or just lay down to relax 10% of the time. This is both with general work and emotional work. Neither of them have a healthy balance. - ironic isn't it? -. This can especially be a problem if they follow the same "schedule"/routine with their hyperfixation, they cannot comfort one another if they are both burnt out. But, I do think it can get fixed if they have a healthy ambition drive.

Something that ties into it is that they both give too much. They seriously do. These two signs often have acts of service, quality time and receiving gifts. Which is great!!! They have the same love language!! But they could be prone to having unhealthy boundaries when it comes to one another. I can tye it down to one reason too. The endless argument of 'No!! I love and respect you more!!! I will show you this by putting you above myself!!!!' Please stop. Go for equality, not for a sick game of no privacy.

Also, Libras are sweethearts. I do think they have a judgement bone in their body, but it's very soft, you know what I mean? That's why they are very understanding. They are able to express themselves in unique ways and see the complexity of situations and how and why could one be hurt. Now, Virgos tend to push people away usually, they love affection. Love to give affection. Most isn't used to unconditional affection. What their view is on unconditional anyway. - Not to say Virgos aren't loved, they are! They aren't some cold hated monsters, they just have this 'ideal' image of the perfect love. - So, sometimes they could be left speechless by verbal affection and be unsure how to respond.

Also, I do think Virgos prefer a from of love they can see. Wearing the watch they bought as a gift. You using that one kitchen product they made you. Literally anything as long as they feel like you didn't forget their love for them. I can see Virgos making a whole list of things of what they like about their partner/friend and them being like 'Okay babe what do you want me to do with this?' So, while Libras would be appricative of it, also very confused.

Last thing I want to say, is that Libras are way more clean than Virgos, so that might cause some bickering? But that will definitely not be a big problem, because Virgos are people pleasers and Libras have high emotional intelligence. (Alongside Geminis and Scorpios!!!) So, that will really not be a problem.

Now, onto the good parts because I see how some of y'all are looking at this post. 😔 /j

I want to start out with saying that their humour often matches. They are both people who hyperfixate on specific tasks, so while they are aware of trends and current humour, they are not invested in it. They do find random things funny, especially sentences, but have a very specific line where they think jokes are too much. Their humour is either nonsense, dark or messing with people/provoking. I can see both hysterically laughing and hitting each other. There is also a virgo-libra fictional friendship where the dynamic is exactly like this, I just can't remember which. 💔

They are also both judgemental! Like I am sorry, they both have the intelligence to understand situations, but understanding means asking more questions, seeing all sides, and judging people for being dumb. Will they call it gossiping? No, it's a 'discussion'. But it's really just gossiping,

Talking about intelligence, they both love to learn and explore new things. They will definitely intellectually stimulate one another and talk for hours. About like, anything that is remotely interesting to them. Like the 'please shut up, it's 4 am and you are waking up the neighbours' kind of way. They have different perspectives on some things and they honestly enjoy coming to conclusions together. Nerds.

Also! They are in fact, both extremely supportive people. Virgos tend to be confrontational when they are in a situation they are disrespected in. Libras will stand there like 'go best friend!!'. Also, Virgo will hear Libra out on their opinions when they are mad and validate them. They both have a big sense of respect, which is great!

What I noticed is that both Virgos and Libras prefer being affectionate in private. In public they don't mind giving affection, but they prefer to receive it in private. Crawl under each others skin and everything.

They are also both very romantic people. Both to please and because it's honestly fun. They appreciate big things, and small things as well. A random rose? A playlist? Getting them a cake? Remembering their name day? Helping each other finding new ways to be comfortable and happy? They are gonna do it!! They tend to romantise life, seems to work for them.

In my eyes, it's really a hit or miss.

It's like stealing with closed eyes. It will either be good, or bad.

The best way a connection with these two signs will work is for them to both be less emotionally selfish but still have respect for their own self.

I mean, everything else is already there. Similar and same interest, same life views, same taste. Communication is excellent here. Just start looking at each other as more equal? Because being too similar can be a bad thing. By this I mean the 'I love you to the moon and back, I would die for you' but in arguments they focus on their own emotions and if not they give in too much.

Other than that, its a pretty fine combo. Reminds me of Gumball and Darwin, Mavis and Jonathan, Velma and Daphne!

If you have read it this far thank you!! I hope you had fun and enjoyed it!!!! If so, watch out for the Aquarius and Aries one! <3 Bye bye, thank you for reading!

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How do you think the slashers would react to their s/o just crumbling to the floor because of a severe migraine

My chronic migraines give me plenty of experience with this one. Enjoy luv!

-Fern🌿

Slashers x S/O With Severe Migraines

Michael Myers

Michael would freak out, but of course you would never know that, he’s as expressionless as ever. But he’s worried about you, he’s never seen you in so much pain and he hates not knowing how to help. So when you crumble to the ground with your head in your hands his first instinct is to pick you up.

Does his best to do what you normally do whenever you have a migraine or bad headache. After getting you tucked into bed he closes the blinds remembering how you would throw an arm over your eyes to block out the light. Brings you a glass of water and some pain killers to try and help with the persistent pain.

You won’t have to worry about loud noises being an issue either considering Michael always moves around quietly. It’s a quality of his that normally annoys you since he scares the crap out of you so often but in the moment you’ve never been more grateful that your giant of a boyfriend is so quite.

If the nausea gets to you and you make a run for the bathroom, Michael will disappear. He may care about you but he’s not going to hold your hair back for you or anything. Will show up to carry you back to the bed once more though. Even he won’t leave you lying on the cold floor.

Bo Sinclair

Bo may have experience with extreme hangovers but he doesn’t have any experience with severe migraines. At first, when you begin to complain about the pain he teases you about it. “It can’t be that bad, darlin’, you’re just bein’ dramatic.” He simply doesn’t understand the severity of your migraines, so you can imagine his surprise when you fall to the ground grimacing and taking deep breaths.

He does his best to appear nonchalant but you can still tell he’s panicking. Bo’s not stupid, he knows you have a pretty good pain tolerance and has witnessed it first hand. So he understands that you have to be in some serious pain to just crumble to the ground like that.

Carries you up the stairs to the bedroom and just awkwardly hovers. Eventually he decides to ask Vincent for his help. Bo knows everything there is to know about cars but he’s helpless when it comes to fixing up people.

His best idea is to just lay with you and rub circles onto your skin in a poor attempt to distract you from the pain and discomfort. Keeps asking what he can do to help when really the best thing he could do is stop asking questions and learn to shut up for once in his life. If you snap at him he decides that he can allow it use this once but don’t ever try to again.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent spend most of his time underneath Ambrose in his workshop. So when he finally reappears on the surface only to find you sitting on the kitchen floor with your head in your hands he’s immediately worried and begins to fret over you.

I’m convinced that Vincent actually knows a lot about medicine. His messed up father most definitely left behind a bunch of medical textbooks in his office as well as a few medical journals as well. Reading all of them in his free time has given him a great understanding of anatomy and the human body. How else would he be so good with handling the bodies. He can properly administer a sedative, stitch people up, and accurately slice the Achilles’ tendon, those things aren’t just common knowledge.

This makes Vincent the best equipped slasher to help you through any migraine. He’ll scoop you up and carry you to bed making sure the room stays dark and quite. If you want him to stay with you he will, otherwise he will leave you be and just occasionally pop in to check on you. If Bo comes home shouting Vincent will deal with him immediately.

Memorizes all of your migraine triggers and does his best to help you avoid them. While Vincent has sadistic tendencies he never wants to see you in pain. Especially not in so much pain that you fall to the floor and curl up on yourself like that.

Thomas Hewitt

The Hewitt household is always filled with loud noises and commotion. Whether it be screams, yelling, slamming doors, or the sound of a chainsaw there’s always some type of loud noise. But with so much to be done around the house and your need to carry your own weight, you do your best to push through the pain that begins in your head. But as the pain intensifies and the noises around you just continue to grow louder, you fall to the ground.

When Thomas finds you curled in on yourself he panics. Doing his best to be gentle, he picks you up and does the only thing he knows to do. Setting you down on the kitchen table he pulls Luda Mae over to you. His momma is the only person he can think of to help you out. Sure enough, she’s able to assess your migraine quickly and gets Thomas to carry you up to bed and close the curtains to try and block out the sun.

For once in a long time, the house is quite. There is no yelling, no screaming, and definitely no chainsaw. Luda Mae makes sure to keep Hoyt and Monty quiet while Thomas makes sure to not leave your side. The bodies can be dealt with tomorrow no matter how much crap he gets from Hoyt. Right now, Thomas is focused on making sure that you’re okay and fetches you anything that you need.

Brahms Heelshire

It’s no secret that Brahms watches you all day long. Whether he’s glued to your hip or within the walls, you can always feel his eyes on you and Brahms always finds a way to make his presence known. So when your migraine hits an unbearable point and the world begins to sway, you decide to sit on the middle of the floor.

Seeing you suddenly drop to the ground has Brahms panicking from his spot within the walls. You can hear him move around with loud thunks which only causes you to wince and press your hands to your head in an attempt to block out the noise. His whines of concern when he reach you don’t help either and you snap.

Brahms has never seen you snap at him like that but he’s also never seen you hurt like this so he feels very conflicted. Eventually he reasons that for now he can help you so that you’re no longer in pain. But lashing out at him like that is behavior that can’t go unpunished. So all the while he’s helping you and being on his best behavior he’s thinking of all the ways he can punish you when you feel better.

Billy Loomis

Billy isn’t good at taking care of people, half the time he can’t even do a good job of showing he cares. That doesn’t change the fact that he’s still very protective over you though. So when you crumble to the ground at one of Stu’s parties with tears beginning to form in your eyes he immediately grabs you and carries you to an empty room away fro any people.

When you explain to him that it’s a migraine and all the noise and flashing lights are only making it worse he’s immediately getting you in the car and carrying you home, no complaints. Billy refuses to keep you in a place that’s only going to make you feel worse even if he doesn’t know how to help you get rid of your migraine.

Once you make it home he carries you to bed and hands you water and pain killers. After listening to your instructions to hit the lights he crawls into bed beside you. Even after you manage to fall asleep he’s staying up worrying over you. Billy enjoys seeing people hurt, he’s crazy enough to stab his own best friend with no remorse. Even then, he quickly decides that he never wants to see you hurt and does everything he can to prevent that.

Stu Macher

Stu’s not great with empathy, he does a terrible job of reading the room, and he does a bad job of helping other people most of the time. So seeing you curl up on the ground makes him nervous. He knows you have migraines from time to time but usually you’re able to handle them on you’re own. The most you ever get him to do is fetch you water or Tylenol.

He panics as he helps you up off the ground, not knowing what to do with you. He considers carrying you to bed but decides that the couch is much closer. Pulling a blanket off of the back he drapes it over you, making sure to turn off the TV so it doesn’t bother you.

For the first time in his life Stu manages to be quite. Since he can’t ramble though he finds himself fidgeting around, biting at the skin around his nails. Listening to your small groans and whines of pain make him want to do something, anything. Knowing that all he can do is wait makes him feel helpless and useless.

Stu goes out of his way to help you avoid anything that might trigger your migraines. If you get a sever migraine while out in public he will come pick you up so that you dont’ have to drive yourself home. The two of you can worry about your car later, he’s just worried about making you feel better.

Jesse Cromeans

This man has his own medical staff just on standby at all times. Having any sort of severe or chronic migraines is no problem when you’re with Jesse. One phone call and he can find you the best doctor in the whole country.

Seeing you curl into a ball as you sit on the ground has him calling Spann and telling her to clear his schedule for the rest of the day. You are his top priority, he can handle business another day. Even if it was something important he has a whole team of people that are more than capable of handling the situation for the time being. He’ll make sure that you get some rest knowing that a nap usually helps to eradicate your pain.

If he happens to bring you along to one of his warehouses and end up with a migraine though then he begins to get nervous. You’re more likely to be put in danger there, so he’ll be reluctant to bring you along again. Jesse will have you sit in his lap and anyone that barges in yelling about “business affairs” then he’ll quickly get rid of them.

Black out curtains. He knows that the light streaming through the windows can make your migraines so much worse. So he would make sure to have blackout curtains in your bedroom so that no light can get through and you can rest peacefully. Nothing like a dark and quiet room when your head feels like it’s about to explode.

Asa Emory

If this happens while you’re still trapped in his hotel of horror, then you’re just kind of SOL. Asa has cameras in every room so he most definitely knows that you’re in pain. On the bright side the hotel is pretty dark and quiet so there’s not much that will make your migraine worse. Unless Asa decides to torture you by turning on extra bright lights or causing a scene just for some noise to irritate you.

If you’re still in the hotel, but Asa has grown fond of you then he may show some mercy. Sadly that mercy comes in the form simply knocking you out with any method he deems convenient. Lucky you, you wont be hit upside the head because he knows that would just make things worse.

However, if he’s decided to make you his a little house spouse, then he tends to be more gentle. His house is quiet and the dimly lit bedroom is your safe haven whenever your head starts to hurt. If you fall to the ground he’ll carry you to bed. Making sure to remind you how weak and pathetic you are, you wouldn’t be able to do anything without him to take care of you.

[aphrodite-would-be-proud]

I blame you sunshine anon for this sin I'm committing.

Armin having a crush on you while you're with Eren hc

{ Armin x reader, implied Eren x reader | tw:possessive tw:unhealthy-friendships, tw:lowkey-toxic tw:jealousy | pinning, angst, drama, thirst | modern }

{ "The pool by the garden gate" by Thomas Edwin Mostyn 1864-1930 }

You met outside the library, he's was looking forward to relaxing after a long day with his new stack of books he just checked out, too lost in his own daydreams that he didn't see where he was going when bumping into you.

Quick to apologise, he helped you up. Instead of getting mad you chuckled at his clumsiness after he explained what caused him to not pay attention, and for some reason the sound of your laughter made his heart just beat a bit faster.

Summoning all the courage he's been building up, he invited you to the nearby cafe, his treat.

Armin doesn't do well with strangers nor small talk but by whatever miracle, talking to you at that cafe didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Listening to you talk about the weather while sipping on his strawberry milkshake was actually quiet nice, your voice was quiet nice.

He thought you were quiet nice and lovely.

The two of you ended up exchanging numbers after that, he went home that day with a little more bounce to his steps and a little more curl to his smile.

You ended up texting all night. And by the end of the week, you've managed to keep a streak of daily texts and calls despite your busy schedule. He listened to every voice message, he reread every sweet text, he admired every picture you sent.

And by the second week, the two of you agreed to meet again. So he took you to the nearby beach, you had a nice walk, collected some really pretty seashells and shared an ice cream and he was enjoying every second of it.

By the third week, you called him at 3am for a really important reason. He listened to you despite how tempting sleep was, he was understanding and compassionate, he managed to relate to your worries and calm them at the same time.

Despite it being around 5am when the call ended, he found himself not really minding it or even bothered by it, because it was you.

And by the end of the month, when the two of you drove to a farm to pick up fruits together, he realised how deeply in love with you he has fallen.

You couldn't look more perfect under the sun with a basket full of strawberries if you tried. You looked like an angel in his mind.

He was in love, and every thing you did together just made him fall more and more for you.

You went on walks together, he got you into playing chess and you introduced him to your hobbies.

Hanging out with him was the most comfortable, you'd listen to music while each of you did their own thing. Maybe even watch a murder mystery movie or two after and trying to guess who the killer is together.

Day by day it only got better, it was going good..no scratch that, it was going great actually. He's never felt so in rhythm with someone before, so comfortable to be his true self while still trusting you wouldn't judge him.

So he decided to push things to the next level, he wanted you in his life and to tell you how he felt. It's been three months since you've met and so far you've showed nothing but green flags.

That's when he decided to confess, but before that he had to introduce you to his friends, the most people he cares about in one room! What could possibly go wrong?

Everything, apparently.

More specifically, introducing you to Eren, the biggest mistake of his life.

Because instead of the usual teasing Armin would get for being late to his friend's house or texting them less frequently, It was Eren getting the teasing.

The only difference is, Eren had no shame, he didn't feel a need to justify himself for hogging all your time, for ditching the plans he makes with Mikasa and Armin just because you called.

If anything Eren had all the audacity to pull you to sit beside him whenever they hang in a group, or to just casually wrap his hand around your shoulder, even interrupting your conversations with Armin just so he can tell a joke to make you laugh.

And that turned into Eren being the one driving you back home despite Armin bringing you here.

Somehow and for whatever reason, Eren seemed to latch on to you. Taking you to movies, late night drives with him, even introducing you to his mom.

Armin likes to think the best of his friends, and Eren is his childhood friend, even his first ever friend. So you can't blame him for hoping Eren would read between the lines and take a fucking hint.

Eren had to know, he had to. But he's a good friend, he wouldn't steal someone Armin made it clear he's interested in right.

....right?

1am, Armin has been sitting up in bed for a while, he can't sleep. The project he's been working on is doesn't want to work out right and Armin is slowly losing patience with the deadline creeping over.

He doesn't even realise how long he's been lost over-thinking in his head till the laptop's screen turns black and goes into sleep mode, he stares at his tired reflection.

He feels lost and stuck at the same time, he closes his eyes and tries to clear his mind.

You pop into his mind, he glances at the phone for a good minute before dialling your number.

It rings, and rings, he's getting anxious.

It's alright, he tells himself, this isn't the first time he called you late at night, you actually called him at really late times too so what is he stressing about.

Why is there a feeling of dread in his chest.

The ringing stops, you pick up and for a second he seems to light up a bit.

except it wasn't you who picked up the phone.

It was Eren, answering him from your phone, sounding like he just woke up.

At 1am.

And it was Eren walking around with hickies on his neck the next day.

Armin felt emotions he never thought he'd ever feel towards his best friend when he got out of the shower that day, marks and hickies littering his skin.

Very, very ugly emotions.

Mikasa asks what is Eren getting ready for when he begins dressing up fancier than usual. "Date with y/n" was all he said before leaving

Armin still swears Eren looked at him with a knowing look just before he left.

He tried to reason with himself that it probably wouldn't last long, Eren is either messing with him intentionally or it's just a fling that's taking too long right?

...right?

It's been 6 fucking months, Armin has been counting.

And you're still with Eren, and he's still just as clingy and possessive as when you first met. Apparently the honeymoon phase wasn't a phase because he still insists you only sit near him, he still acts like you're the only two in the room with little regard to what's socially appropriate.

Armin internally cringes whenever Eren wraps his arm around your waist, or puts his hand on your thigh.

His stomach turns whenever Eren whispers something in your ear, his fingers dig in his palm whenever you look away flustered and slighly red after that.

He's not jealous, he tells himself while scrolling through the third picture Eren posted of you on his story, you're laying on his bed, his head on your thighs as he looks at the camera with smug eyes.

Armin almost cracks his phone screen.

"It was supposed to be me" he thinks each time Eren pulls you for a kiss simply because he felt like it.

It was supposed to be him surprising you with a gift on valentine's day, it was supposed to be him kissing your neck after getting a little too drunk, and now it's Eren doing it instead.

It was supposed to be him...it was never supposed to be Eren, it's not fair, he knew you first.

It was supposed to be beach trips and funfair dates, it was supposed to be reading books together and watching mystery movies, just you and Armin.

Not fucking Eren.

why, why would this happen to him? He was going to confess to you, he even prepared a letter and date plans and everything.

It's not fair how much it hurts, how much he misses you.

He knew you first, he wanted you and goddammit he still does even with you dating his bestfriend, he still wants you with every part of his body and mind.

And it eats him up at night, the guilt and bad thoughts of knowing just how wrong it is to wish Eren and you would just break up already, to wish he could just swoop in and take you from his arms.

It's a constant cycle of feeling high on love, feeling anger and then feeling the crushing guilt.

[miraculouscontent]

I know that you said that it was an one shot, but I really love the idea of marinette stay in Paris with Luka and kagami and avoid all the NY drama! If you can, can you share more of it? Even if just a few little ideas it would be great! (I love your ideas!)

(the one-shot this anon is referring to)

Aw, thank you so much!

And sure, after some thought, I did really want to write a little more with them!

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While throwing away their now juice-less cups, Marinette made the realization of how different things seemed with Luka and Kagami. She had already experienced hanging out with both of them separately, but she'd never imagined having both of them with her at once. It wasn't as if she'd always dismissed or despised the idea, but the only time they'd interacted as a group had been with Adrien around, which had probably soured the whole thing and thus involuntarily caused her to never think about it.

With her friends, everything was typically high-energy. Juleka and Mylene weren't very involved in creating such an atmosphere, but Marinette herself, Rose, Alya, and kept things energized. It wasn't a bad thing in general, but it made Marinette wonder if maybe surrounding herself with people who only encouraged her excitable habits wasn't a good thing.

Meanwhile, Luka and Kagami were completely different, both from her and her friends. Neither were particularly loud - though both could be when they wanted to - and they weren't really the kind to tease or mess with her either. Luka wasn't quiet in the way Juleka was, just seeming to absorb the world around him, whereas Kagami only spoke when she felt that there was something of value to say. Marinette had worried briefly that she might've been too different from the both of them, or that she'd overwhelm them due to speaking up the most, but instead, there was a sense of balance. Luka smiled or chuckled reassuringly whenever she caught herself rambling, whereas Kagami would cut in with her own views that were often direct but nevertheless good in their intentions. Perhaps her personality rubbed off on them in a way she couldn't fully understand?

Still, it was nice.

As the three were deciding what to do next, Marinette's phone suddenly went off. Marinette looked at her purse and pulled out her phone, half-expecting a text from one of her classmates about her missing the bus, but it was actually a notification about where Andre the ice cream man was.

Kagami glanced over after noticing the look on Marinette's face. "You want to get ice cream?"

Marinette frowned, Kagami's voice reminding her of the day the two of them had gone for ice cream with Adrien. She still remembered talking to Andre, hoping beyond hope that maybe the man wouldn't make them pick between the three different flavors. His words still stung a little, not because of Adrien, but because of what the words meant.

"Too many flavors mixed together may throw off the delicate balance."

It implied that one of them would always be the third wheel if they were together, no matter what, and it was a hollow feeling that she'd only recently started to accept.

"Marinette?"

Feeling a comforting hand on her shoulder, she looked over and noted Luka offering her a concerned expression. It grounded her, serving as a reminders that things were different now and that Adrien wasn't there which, in a strange way, brought her an immense sense of comfort.

"I'm fine," she assured. Turning her attention back to her phone, she deleted the notification and then made sure that she wouldn't be getting another one. "Ice cream sounds good, if you want it too, but... I think I've got a better idea than Andre's."

Luka and Kagami exchanged curious glances.

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"Here's to Neapolitan ice cream!" Marinette declared dramatically, raising her spoon up with flair before shoving it and the ice cream on it right into her mouth.

Luka snorted in amusement while Kagami gave an acknowledging nod, probably remembering the exact phrase from Andre that Marinette had recalled earlier.

They'd picked up the carton of ice cream on the way to Marinette's place, with Marinette insisting on paying in order to spoil them, and while they seemed confused on the specifics of her insistence, they gave in soon enough. Marinette could understand why she'd be the expected person to be comforted, but giving to others made her happy on its own and she felt they deserved it. After all, Luka had tried his hardest to catch up to the bus and Kagami was still dealing with Adrien wanting to leave for New York despite her being in Paris.

They'd ultimately decided on splitting the entire carton between the three of them, with each of them getting a majority of the one of the flavors and then the rest of that flavor going to the other two. Marinette had gone with chocolate, Kagami had gone with vanilla, and Luka had gone with strawberry. It might've seemed like a weird choice to go with since they'd just had orange juice, but it hadn't been much and it wasn't exactly a "treat."

Marinette may have considered suggesting ice skating instead if her first thought of it wasn't her slipping and bringing Luka and Kagami down to the ice with her. Ice cream was the safer alternative to "cold fun."

"Luka," she called thoughtfully, taking another bite before asking, "you're not feeling sore or anything, are you?"

He met her gaze, smiling at the concern but waving his hand dismissively. "I'm alright, Marinette. I'm used to biking around for hours because of my job, so it wasn't a big deal."

Kagami halted, spoon halfway in her mouth while her brows rose noticeably. She finished the scoop, then turned to look at Luka. "You have a job?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I deliver pizza." He grinned, clearly amused by her reaction. "Are you surprised?"

Kagami's expression didn't shift, but Marinette had known her long enough to see that she was embarrassed. "Oh, no. It's... I don't have one."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Luka shrugged. "I just have the time to do it."

"Mm." Kagami looked back at her ice cream, poking at the surface with her spoon. "I suppose it would be too difficult with my fencing lessons."

Marinette giggled sheepishly, happy to join in on the conversation. "I probably wouldn't be able to either. There's all my fashion work with my website, and then there's the unexpected babysitting, the bakery, and I'm also the class representative." She hurriedly added an, "I know it doesn't sound like much, but I'm bad at planning," when she felt that it seemed like such little things. She was Ladybug and the new guardian too, of course, but she couldn't be blurting that out, so she could only hope that it didn't seem like she was whining over nothing.

She averted her gaze, scooping up a self-conscious bite of her ice cream and shoving it into her mouth. She was partway through savoring it when she realized that neither Luka nor Kagami had responded to her. Daring a look back, she saw them staring at her with varying gazes.

Kagami seemed stunned, commenting, "That is... well, much, actually," referring to what Marinette had just tried to brush off.

Was it? Marinette had never really thought about it. In fact, she distinctly remembered back in the day where people might've thought she was just scatterbrained and didn't really do anything. Back when she was hesitant to be class representative and claimed that she was busy, Alya had asked her with a hint of snark what she was busy with, like she expected her to have a free schedule.

Even beyond her role of Ladybug at the time, she still had random babysitting to do and still frequently worked on her fashion projects. Thinking back, it stung just a little.

As Marinette glanced at Luka, she at first felt that the amount of sympathy he was directing at her was excessive, but then she remembered how she had cried in front of him to the point where he'd dropped his bike and guitar in order to comfort her. She blushed, both in shame and from the memory of him holding her so closely.

"Ah—well—it's okay!" she said hurriedly, "Anyway, forget about me! This day is about... um, this ice cream, and ice cream doesn't have problems that you should worry about!"

She nearly gave herself brainfreeze from how quickly she scooped up and ate the next bite, but figured it'd be worth it if they dropped the subject.

It wasn't worth it.

"You should be more careful," Kagami commented critically, an edge to her voice that Marinette knew wasn't meant to be anger at her. "You're my friend, so don't overwork yourself."

Marinette grinned nervously, still trying to lighten the mood. "A-are you saying it'd be alright to overwork myself if I wasn't your friend?"

Kagami's gaze didn't waver, and Marinette slowly tried to sink into her seat.

Luka set his spoon down on the bowl, then chimed in, "I don't know anything about fashion, Marinette, but if you ever need any help with anything—"

Kagami clicked her own spoon against her bowl to interrupt him, as if she felt personally slighted that he'd gotten to say it first. "We're here for you."

Luka nodded to confirm.

"Oh." Marinette blushed deeper, touched by the gesture from both of them. She thought about trying to reassure them again, but their gazes were firm and showed no room for argument, so she settled for a soft, "Thanks."

They resumed eating their ice cream from there, the topic officially concluded. Though the atmosphere felt noticeably different, Marinette was surprised to realize that it wasn't exactly in a bad way. She feared that she'd ruined the mood, but instead felt like she was supported, with Kagami and Luka looking satisfied with their choice in offering help to her.

It was like she was Ladybug, and they were the partners standing at her side, each with their own form of support. It made her smile, allowing her to happily eat away at her ice cream without thinking about anything stressful.

The idea of going to New York was suddenly very unappetizing in comparison to having ice cream with Luka and Kagami.

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All things considered, Ladybug wasn't concerned about telling Chat Noir that her plans had changed and she wasn't going anywhere after all. She imagined that Chat would be overjoyed and wouldn't even ask questions about it, just happy to have her back. She found his affection eyeroll-worthy, but he was still her teammate, so she just steeled herself up for whatever ramble he was about to give her.

However, as she waited near the top of the Eiffel Tower, sitting on the guardrail and looking around for Chat Noir, she realized that she couldn't even see him. Checking the time on her yoyo, she confirmed that it was indeed time for their usual patrol, but Chat Noir was completely absent. Even though it was nighttime, which made the black cat's suit blend in with the sky, he still had the blond hair and light skin that should've made him noticeable.

Ladybug got up and paced around the area a few times, constantly peeking down at the city as she wondered if maybe she just wasn't looking in the right spot. When she still saw nothing, she concluded that Chat Noir must just be running late and she'd simply have to wait a little longer. Things happened, after all, she knew that better than anyone, so she began idling on her yoyo, searching for something to keep her occupied while she waited.

They were a team. While their identities had to remain a secret, Chat Noir had always hated it and prioritized openness in their relationship, so he would've told her if something had come up. He was also active in going on patrols, always seeming eager to join her for their runs across the rooftops, and given that he didn't even know that she'd still be in Paris, patrols were even more crucial.

He never showed up.

[danielxricciardo]

for the song prompt list #38 with max please 🥺

Summary: One sided love with Max Verstappen

Warnings: angst, swearing

Word count: 2.7k

38. “You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest.”

One-sided love is like waiting for something that is never going to happen. It is like looking into those eyes that will never look back into yours. It is like having someone in your heart but not in your arms. It is suffocating. It starts eating you from inside.

It starts from the moment you meet them. The eye contact that chills your spine, the butterflies somersaulting in your stomach, just the mere thought of them sends goosebumps all over your skin. Your eyes wander and you can't concentrate whenever they're around; despite feeling a little embarrassed for approaching them, you do so anyway and exchange numbers in the hope that at least a friendship will develop. I mean, they're cool, you're cool, you should hang out or something. Or whatever.

It becomes harder to remain nonchalant. Your moderate interest in this person turns into the non-stop checking of your phone to see if they've contacted you... absolute elation when they do, and utter, utter despair when they don't. But you keep telling yourself that it's cool, you don't even know them that well, and they probably don't even want to know you (otherwise they would be making an effort by now, right?).

They text you something vague and impersonal every once in a while, and this is enough to send your heart soaring into the sky. You respond straight away, and they don't. And as this continues, your self-esteem begins to drop, and you question everything.

Why aren't they contacting me? I expect they're just busy. Or is it me? Are three texts in a row too much? I don't wanna seem stalkerish... but I don't want to look like I don't care about them. Am I too fat? Would they prefer me if I lost weight, or had a car, or my own place? Probably. Why am I thinking about them? They'd never think about me like this.

It hurts, from the pit of your stomach to the backs of your eyes. You can't concentrate on anything. You forego activities with friends and family, to keep yourself available for this person just in case they want to meet up with you. You feel sick every day, your appetite drops, your enthusiasm for everything decreases, and you are left with the most bitter, raging emptiness you've ever felt in your whole life. And it's all your fault.

Despite the pain it causes you, you carry on quietly pursuing this person. You silently scream to yourself 'THEY'RE OUT OF MY LEAGUE! THEY WILL NEVER EVER WANT TO BE WITH ME! DON'T THINK ABOUT THEM!' but it's so overwhelming to hear yourself saying it that you try and ignore the voice of reason inside your head. Because right now, your heart is taking control, and there's nothing you can do about it.

You wish they were a part of you, that they could give you a chance, to let you be the best partner that you could possibly be. You wish you could hold them, and talk to them, and kiss them, and sleep beside them, and protect them... but you can't.

The reason you put yourself through all this pain, is a simple fact that you love this person so, so much. And even though the rational side of you is telling you to give up, a small, pathetic part of you says 'They might care about you one day...'

It hurts. Hurts real bad.

True Love doesn’t hurt. Expectations, possessiveness, insecurity, jealousy, and emotions do.

Memories don't hurt. Love doesn't hurt. It is the attachment that hurts. It is the expectation that hurts. It is the imagined future that is now broken that hurts.

Unrequited love hurts the most. You will love someone no matter what they have done to you and that someone may not love you back no matter what you do. That hurts. Those expectations hurt.

To love is always selfless and that feeling is always unconditional. Love is always unconditional. It may sting seeing him with someone else, but you will be happy for him for their happiness is more important to you when you truly love them.

When we lose someone that we love so truly and they walk out of your life for some reason, it hurts. This doesn't mean memories will haunt us. It is the collapsed future that hurts us. Living in the past with the ones we love brings us tears, not because that is lost, but because there was something that could have been forever, but it isn't now. That hurts. That stings and we tend to associate it with good memories. Sometimes we love people more than the memories they gave us. We fall for the person, not just for the memories. We love, we live life to create beautiful memories for us and the loved ones around us.

Expectations hurt in proportion to the emotional investment. Whenever we are too much attached to someone or something, we grow attachment and that attachment leads to expectations. These expectations when fulfilled are an awesome experience. But when we are too much emotionally invested and when those dreams aren't coming true, it stings and hurts and kills from within.

Getting over it is by forgiving and moving on with life accepting that you will never get over that true love. Forgiveness is your trait. It solely depends on you and not on the other person. You want to forgive them because you want peace of mind and don't want to hold grudges against anyone in your life.

Feelings and emotions are real. If you truly love a person, you will love them forever, even though they can't see you that way. That's why love is always unconditional. You love that person because you want to, not because you have that hope that someday he will love you back. If you just hope for being loved back, that's not love, to begin with, it is just some business deal. You love him because your feelings for him are real, deep, and true.

You met Max a long time ago. You were both in Formula 3 in 2014 and got along really well. You started to see each other outside of racing and after a while, you could call yourself friends. But you had feelings for him. Even before you get to know each other properly. You tried so hard to show him that you were interested in him, but nothing. Either he was oblivious or he was not interested in you. Either way, you were hurt, and that was seen in the way you competed. You lost your ambition, there were some days when you cried before the race because you didn't feel able to compete, and Max had no idea you were feeling that way because you wouldn't let him see you when you were at your lowest point.

You gave up racing and Max ended up competing in Formula 1. You weren't jealous of him, you knew you never had a chance to get there, but he deserved it, and all the hard work he put in helped him. You were with him, you encouraged him every time, on the phone, if you could not travel, or in person when he asked you to be with him.

'I need my best friend, Y/N, please. Can you come to the race on the weekend?'

And no matter how much it hurt you to hear that he considered you just his best friend, you wouldn't let your tears fall on your cheeks and tell him you'd be there for the weekend. Every time. It doesn't matter that you had something else planned, you never refused him.

"Oh my God, thank you so much for coming!" you heard Max. You look up and see your best friend coming towards you, ready to hug you. You instantly smiled. No matter how you would feel when you see him you can't help but smile.

"Of course I came. I wouldn't be anywhere else," you say and you are taken by surprise by the sincerity with which you uttered those words.

He takes you to meet some people and you were happy because he seemed well, he seemed delighted with his place there.

"Do you miss it?" you heard Daniel asking you, but you had no idea what he was talking about. "The racing," he continued as if he had read your thoughts and knew you had no idea what he was talking about.

"Oh," you shrug nonchalantly. "I mean, yeah, sometimes, but it's fine."

"Is it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Clearly your mind is somewhere else. I thought it was because you were here and that brought back some racing memories, but it's different, isn't it?"

"Okay, Daniel, I appreciate the free therapy session, but I'm fine, seriously. I'm just happy to be here to encourage Max."

"Talking about me? Man, I'm feeling like a superstar," your best friend says coming between you. "I don't know about you guys but I want to get drunk."

"Are you even allowed to get drunk? It's Wednesday, don't you have press conferences tomorrow?"

"I'm in!" Daniel says and you roll your eyes. Of course he is.

Getting drunk with two boys you swear have ADHD was not a good idea.

Technically speaking, you weren't drunk, you drank a bottle of beer all night so you could take care of the two boys. Drunk Daniel was ok. He was not very agitated, he was even calmer than usual. He was sitting on the couch, laughing louder than usual, but it wasn't a cause of concern for you. Max on the other hand was a different story. Being drunk, he seemed very attracted to the balcony and that stressed you a lot. You tried to explain to him that it is dangerous on the balcony and that it is much more fun inside. You hardly convinced him.

"You're not funny at all, Y/N!"

"I'd rather know you're alive, Max."

Daniel went to bed at about 11:30 PM, but Max showed no signs of being tired. No matter how much you told him about tomorrow's busy schedule, he didn't seem to care.

You were lying on the couch, staring at the TV, and Max was on the floor, quietly for once. You wanted to ask him if he was feeling well, but he spoke before you could say something.

"Do you believe in love?"

Those five words knocked the air out of your lungs. Love? What made him ask you about love?

"Yes, I do," you answer and hope that he'll be satisfied with what you said.

"What is love anyway?"

"That depends, Max. Love is different for everybody."

"Well," he said and turns to look at you. "What is love for you?"

You sighed. What was love for you? Max. But you can't say that.

"Love is a broad term, Max. It can have different meanings for different people and can vary according to the context. At times love is synonymous with respect. At others, it is all about caring and sharing. At still others, it is a trail of concern, affection, and connection."

You didn't know you started to cry until Max kindly wiped off the tears on your face. Who would have thought that talking about love in front of the person you loved the most in this world would have made you cry? You whisper a 'thank you' to Max and get up to take a napkin from the kitchen.

"We're best friends, right?" you hear him coming towards you and he sits down on the kitchen chair.

"Sure," you answer, wiping away your tears.

"What you described. About love... I think I feel that for someone."

You heard something break and you were sure it was your heart. What you felt in that moment was what? Jealousy? This is human behavior. We, people, have the tendency to imagine ourselves with the person on whom we develop our crush. And this is totally normal, everyone does that.

Initially, it's all roses and unicorns. We start to imagine how our life would be with the other person, how we would treat them, what gifts we would give them, how we will take their pain away and how we will happily live after.

But life doesn’t work how we want it to work, does it? Then comes the second phase where we start to realize the differences between you and your crush, but still we hold on to it because in our minds that person is just too perfect to be wrong.

And then comes the thirds phase where we see our crush getting into a relationship with someone else. We even think that our crush doesn’t deserve that person, my crush deserves me! I’m better than that person. But that’s how it works, things fall apart. They break. That’s life. And at that moment, it broke your heart and you knew you want to know nothing about that other person. But you were hurt. He was drunk, yes, but you still had a crush on him, even if your feelings for him couldn't be reciprocal.

"That's... That's great, Max," you bit your lip to stop your tears from falling. "Let's go to bed."

"I think I always loved this girl but I never told her. Maybe I should," he giggles and you feel your blood boiling in your veins.

“You wouldn’t know love if it crushed your fucking chest,” you yell at him and you were sure Daniel was now wide awake. Max was watching you with wide eyes. "Stop talking about things you have no idea about," you shoot a glance at the clock. 12:25 AM. Looks like a lovely time to go for a walk in a foreign country you've never been to before. You collect your phone and wallet and march to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I need fresh air. Go to bed."

"I'm coming with you, Y/N!"

You opened the door and left, not letting Max come after you. You started to run and in front of the hotel, you stopped. Where to now? You have no idea where you are or what is near the hotel, and you desperately needed to put some distance between you and Max.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? Running like that? Are you crazy?" you hear a pissed Max behind you. You tried to wipe the tears in a desperate attempt to look like you haven't been bawling your eyes out. "What happened inside?"

"Nothing, Max."

"Let's talk about it. Please."

"Talk about it? Fine. Let's do it! What should I start with? The fact that I've had a crush on you for three years or should I give you some love advice for the girl you like?"

"Say that one more time," Max said, walking towards you.

"Say what one more time?"

"You liked me for the past three years?" he was now in front of you, feeling his hot breaths on your face, and you could smell the alcohol.

"That is not relevant."

"Why not? I should know if someone has feelings for me, no? At least that's what I deserve, I think."

"Stop being so fucking cocky, Verstappen. This is not a joke," you puffed. "Forget I said a damn thing," you started to walk back into the hotel.

"Well, if I have to forget what you said that means I'm not allowed to tell you that I've liked you too for the past three years, right?"

You stoped. He said what? You were dreaming. Maybe you were the one that drank a lot. You were drunk, that's the reason why you just heard Max confessing his feelings for you. Or maybe you were both drunk.

"Max, let's go to bed. You've had a lot to drink, maybe we'll talk in the morning if you remember anything."

He came to you and hugged you from behind.

"I know what I said. Sure, I've had a few beers to drink, but I know that what I'm telling you now it's the truth."

[multyfandoms-imagines]

How about how All Sephirahs (minus Tiphs A & B obviously) reactions to displays of Physical Affection in either Public or Private from their S/O?

You know, i just thought about it from in-game lore perspective and it made me have a chuckle. Im wierd but its just me being me xd

Malkuth

•she may get abit embarrassed if you catch her off-guard, but for the most part - loves affection either in private or public!

•Malkuth doesnt see it as much of a problem if you keep PDA in private. Or in public, but you know, dont make it look too wierd

•i'd joke how affection is weakness and weakness meaning death but thats not the case

•she too, can go both ways, tho only when Malkuth is not busy with her tasks. But she'll be happy to give you a hug, kiss or simply a pat

Yesod

•only private. Not public. Nuh-uh. No public affection

•Viper just doesnt do well with public affection. It gets him all flustered and becomes a mess all together

•Yesod is alright with affection in private, he would prefer to show it that way and for you to do so as well

•unless you want a stuttering sephirah. Then go for it. But dont get overboard

Netzach

•honestly doesnt care much. Can go both ways

•mostly because Netzach doesnt care at all what people think of him. Either that, or he is too drunk to care

•becomes 50% more affectionate with his (S/O) whenever is drunk. Its a fact. Live with it

•but yeah, Netzach is chill and doesnt care if others are watching or if its just you and him

Hod

•very flustered, but likes it. Dont get me wrong, she is busy and wants to do work to make sure that everyone is prepared

•but you are so god damn cute and make Hod blush whenever you show affection. Being smol spoon

•doesnt matter if private or public, she WILL be a tomato

•but she is also a bapy in her own Hod way. Will return your affection. Preferably the way you gave her one

Chesed

•this flippin' guy. This smug coffee addict. Absolutely loves it

•doesnt matter how. Chesed will return the favour and no matter if someone is watching (tho if one of Sephirahs or Angela are talking you gotta wait until he is done with their problems and them get a hug)

•flirts? Flirts. And may or may not throw dad jokes

•honestly the one romantic type of guy + coffee. Of course. It isnt Chesed without coffee

Gebura

•less public affection, more private. Gebura can get somewhat angry with her (S/O) if you keep doing it in public

•because 1. She needs to stay focused to train her team (to cause violence when needed) and 2. Gebura doesnt do well with public affection

•if you dont like the smell of a cigar, then she will, for real, stop smoking for some time in order to kiss you. Gebura respects your opinion on that

•pretty sure you once managed to make her scared when you did a suprise-hug. And she punched you hard. Now Gebura just, expects that in every turn to not hurt you like that again

Hokma

•gets abit flustered regardless if its private or public, but doesnt pay much attention

•Hokma gives you pats as a quick return to your affection

•unless somehow (S/O) will do it while he is busy working. Hokma has a tight schedule and you are messing it up. Probably one of the few to tell you that you are in a way of his work

•Hokma doesnt mean to be rude, but you know. He works hard. And dont worry, he *has* time specially dedicated to spending time with you

Binah

•amused by your boldness. Did you really just hug/kiss/cuddle/whatever with Arbiter? In front of people that shiver whenever she simply stands by? ....... Cool

•Binah absolutely teases you about it whenever you decide to do it in public and then return affection

•it doesnt matter who her (S/O) is, she can and will tease them about it

•in private absolutely loves to be a big spoon. Because still, her job in Extraction department kinda requires Binah to pay attention to the process so she cant be a big spoon properly

[crystalas]

Health is more important

There are plenty of stories floating in the fandom of MK getting sick or them tending to a sick character but what if someone else was playing the nursemaid?

Demon Bull King noticed Red Son is not his usual self and decided to do something about it, Red Son is not happy about it. hints of mental abuse.

Health is more important!

To say that Red Son’s Day to day work schedule was intense was a massive understatement; to most people it could be classed as torture but Red Son like it that way. A day where nothing gets done is a day wasted in his book.

So, this is what his day consists of:

6am: wake up, gets dressed have breakfast [consisting normally of maybe a cereal bar and a cup of coffee]

7:30am: morning meditation.

8am: Daily training and sparring with Bull Clones, sometimes with his father if he is up.

10am: Daily check to make sure all Bull Clones are working at optimal levels, as well as checking security systems and the progress and maintenance of the Foundry.

1pm: lunch break.

1:10pm: round up and do maintenance on any Bull Clone that may be broken [and seeing as a lot of them still needed to be debugged from the ‘possession incident’ there was still a lot to fix before he even touched the ones that got broken from the usual wear and tear.

6pm: family meal time wherein Mother quizzes him on any progress in his projects and such.

7pm: Project time which can range to making new vehicles, tuning up or upgrading any old ones; designing and creating new weapons and tools and whatever else his parents need to continue their dream of conquest.

3am: sleep but this was subject to change into all-nighter if Red Son really got into a project and forgets the passing of time.

You could put your clock to Red Son, Demon Bull King found it admirable that his son was so industrious he always had something to show for his work whenever he asked about it.

Demon Bull King was spending most of his days either training himself back to ‘pre-sealed under mountain’ standards or catching up with three hundred years of culture and history. So, on that day Demon Bull King sat on his throne currently reading up on the opium wars when he heard the clock strike one in the afternoon, he put his book down and expected to see Red Son make his way to the kitchen to grab his lunch any minute…

Except…he didn’t show.

The demon glanced at the clock again to show fifteen minutes had passed, this was very unlike his son. The boy made it a point to get his own lunch and not just get a Bull Clone to fetch it for him as it gave him a reason to move his legs. Where was he?

Curiosity and a flicker of concern spurred him to go down to his workshop to check on his son. Looking around the workshop he marvelled at cabins and shelves filled with parts, tools and project papers. He could see lined up neatly all their vehicles his jet-bike on a stand awaiting to be worked on.  Demon Bull King also noted the suffocating heat and the gloominess as the only light source in that warehouse of a workshop was the computer and desk lamp on the far side of the room where he could see the silhouette of a fire demon who was slumped over his desk slightly.

“Red Son?” he called causing Red Son to lurch up suddenly startled, he turned around in his swivel chair to see his father.

“Father…*cough*… my apologises did you need something?” he croaked before clearing his throat, he sounded hoarse.

“I came to check on your progress” Demon Bull King stated, as he got closer, he noticed the bags under the fire demon’s eyes and how he was paler than normal.

“Everything is on schedule; I’ve just finished debugging the last of the Bull Clones and scanning them to check that they are free of any of that spirit’s influence…” Red Son explained as he started to cough slightly.

“You missed lunch”

“Did I? I must have forgot the time… thank you father I will get something to eat right away…” Red Son turned back to the screen “I just want to finish this first…”

Demon Bull King hated how Red Son flinched as he put two fingers on his son’s forehead, it felt clammy and cold. For a Fire demon that was a very bad sign.

“Boy…are you well?” he asked wanting to give Red Son a chance to come clean.

“I may be a bit worn down but I’m fine really” he muttered trying to supress another cough.

“Perhaps I should fetch your mother, she was always better at healing than I…” Demon Bull King turned to go so he could find his wife but stopped when he heard a terrified gasp and a clatter as a chair was knocked to the ground.

“Please don’t tell mother!” Red Son cried grabbing his father by the hand as if he could somehow stop the ten-foot hulking demon from leaving. Demon Bull King turned to face the boy who shrunk in on himself for a second before putting on a brave face. “I…I mean I don’t wish to… bother her with such…minor ailments, I’m sure she is as busy as I…” he stammered.

This wasn’t the first time Demon Bull King noticed how Red Son would prefer to keep things from his mother, last time it was their ‘enemy of my enemy’ alliance with the little thief and his friends but in the past he expressed that he wished to keep mother ignorant of his failings or misadventures. You’d think he would be more open with the parent that had raised him more and not nearly killed him in a possessed enraged state.

Princess Iron Fan was away on business for a day or two but can easily return quickly should the need arise, but Red Son’s reaction to that option gave Demon Bull King pause.

“You are not well, she can help”

“It’s fine trust me, I can mana…” another coughing fit struck him this one was not letting up until he was doubled over and trying not to hock up a lung in the progress, he was no longer holding back his father but clinging onto him to keep himself steady. When it finally abated, he swallowed back the bile that had travelled up and looked sheepishly up at his father who merely watched him with a raised eyebrow.

“…I don’t feel too good…” he finally mumbled in admittance, his father knelt down and picked up his son and took him to his room. Red Son opened his mouth about to protest that he didn’t need coddling like an infant but the look his father gave him made him rethink this. Placing him on his bed and finally in a decent light he could see how worn out and ragged Red Son looked, his breath was raspy and it was clear he had an infection of some description. Red Son carefully took off his jacket and got under the quilt shivering as he dozed off.

Demon Bull King watched him for a moment before turning to leave, he went to his chambers and found in his bedroom desk an old whistle made from black marble. He blew on it but no sound that he could hear came out, he then stood there and waited.

Not a minute later a pool of inky blackness began to bubble from his shadow and take a liquid form of a lanky creature with tendrils that whipped around slowly, glowing purple eyes formed as well as a jagged evil smile.

“Foolish being to have called upon the darkness! Know that you have sealed your fate and very soul to the shadowy depths of despair…” The creature cackled glaring up at Demon Bull King.

“Are you finished with your theatrics Macaque?” Demon Bull King asked calmly, the shadow creature gave him an unamused look and took a more physical and familiar shape.

“You’re just jealous that I have hobbies outside of work!” Macaque declared with a smile but that smile faded slightly when he noticed how upset Demon Bull King was.

“If I remember correctly one of your hobbies was medicine which is why I summoned you…”

“Someone hurt?” Macaque inquired as he followed Demon Bull King through the palace. “Figured Princess Iron Fan could fix you guys up just fine.” Demon Bull King did not respond and merely opened the door to Red Son’s room and showed the shadow simian in. Red Son lifted himself up in bed and gave a wheezy sigh.

“Father you didn’t have to call Macaque in, I’m sure this is nothing of great concern.” he said and tried to hide a cough into his blanket, Macaque summoned a shadow clone.

“Go get my supplies and bring them here” he ordered, the clone nodded and slipped away into the gloom as the dark monkey approached the fire demon who looked a mix of embarrassed and irked.

“Burned the candle at both ends again, huh?” Macaque stated, Red Son’s hair flickered in annoyance.

“Whatever father told you I assure you it isn’t that bad” Red Son declared.

“Yeah, try telling that to someone who can’t hear your lungs!” Macaque exclaimed and gestured to Red Son to sit up “Now be a good calf and let me examine you”

“Ugh fine!” he sighed.

After about twenty minutes of Macaque listening to Red Son’s chest and asking questions about his health, his clone reappeared holding a wooden travel chest. Macaque opened it up on his lap to reveal many little drawers which he would open and pulled out pinches of herbs and plants before grounding them together with a pestle and mortar he then poured the mixture into a bottle of liquid and shook it up till the water turned a deep emerald colour.

“Okay he needs to take this three times a day, raspberry vinegar will help with his throat and he should drink plenty of fluids” Macaque finally announced once he had stoppered the bottle and put it on Red Son’s bed side and turned to his patient “And you need heat and bed-rest, lots of it!”

“Yes Uncle…” Red Son muttered.

“Don’t you ‘yes uncle’ me kid!” Macaque snapped “I know what you’re like! If I so much as think you’re gonna crawl back to that workshop of yours so help me I’m going to bind your shadow to your bed!”

Macaque got up and shouldered his travel chest onto his back looking up at Demon Bull King who had watched all this play out with interest. Macaque handled this with both an air of professionalism and that of familiarity, it was hard to imagine this was the first time he had dealt with the boy.

“He’ll need outside heat sources until he’s well enough to generate his own, got any extra blankets or water bottles?”

“I believe we keep them in a storage cupboard near here.” Demon Bull King answered and with a nod they both left but not before Macaque gave Red Son the ‘I’m watching you’ gesture who responded with a gesture of his own to the amusement of Macaque.

“How is he?” Demon Bull King asked as they walked, Macaque gave a sigh before answering.

“The calf has a chest infection, a nasty one too. You’re lucky you caught it in time” he said quietly.

“You mentioned this happening before…has he had this ailment in the past?”

“Are you kidding? That boy works himself into the ground so hard he needs a shovel to get out!” Macaque chuckled but stopped when he noticed that his friend wasn’t finding his joke funny. “He gets run down sometimes and it affects his health, but if I’m honest this is the first time it might have turned life threatening…”

“Is it that bad?”

“Pneumonia is no joke my friend, luckily the humans have discovered a cure for it but it’s still a killer if not treated…” he heard the large demon take a small gasp “But like I said we caught it early he’ll be fine!” he quickly reassured.

“Does my wife know of these incidents?”

“No, Red Son is normally the one to summon me. I think he doesn’t like appearing weak in front of her…” Demon Bull King could only make a grunt of agreement as they found the winter blankets and Macaque heated up water for the water bottles. They returned to find Red Son having a coughing fit which he tried to suppress upon them entering the room.

“I’ll come back in a few days to check on you, okay? But if things get worse you know how to call me” Macaque said to the both of them after they put the thick quilt and water bottles on Red Son’s bed.

“Thank you for your services Macaque” Demon Bull King said.

“I am more than happy to serve my honorary brother and nephew” he smiled before sinking into the shadows and vanishing. Red Son was raised up in bed to help with his chest which allowed him to see his father bring in a chair for him to sit beside him.

“Father I do not need a nursemaid.”

“The fact that your physician threatened you with shadow binding tells me you’ll sneak off back to work at the first chance.”

“I…I shouldn’t be wasting your time with such trivial matters…”

“Your health is not a trivial matter to me boy, besides I can carry on reading from here if it is that great of a concern for you…”

Red Son tried to think of a counter argument but his brain felt like it was stuff with cotton wool and he was just so tired and cold, he quickly found himself drifting off to sleep.

 The next day mostly consisted of Red Son resting and his father getting him his medicine and making sure he drank plenty of hot tea. When not playing nurse the two chatted about various subjects like projects Red Son was working on, new fads the humans were fixated on at the time and comparing them to old ones. They even chatted about family times before Sun Wukong came along and wrecked everything. Demon Bull King was amazed that even with a chest infection slowly working its way through his body Red Son was still passionate when talking about his projects or new technology the humans had made, he was going on at great length about the weather station and how it worked when a coughing fit caught in his throat and cut the lecture short.

“I shall see to lunch” Demon Bull King exclaimed and rose from his seat; he knew Red Son needed something nutritious to help his recovery but sadly his cooking skills were not up to the task.

Luckily, he remembered that his wife loved this hole in the wall restaurant and would sing the food’s praises; if he recalled correctly, it did deliveries…

 The Monkie Kid’s next delivery was at this warehouse near the base of the mountain, he knocked on the big metal doors and waited for a moment expecting the small entrance door to be used not the warehouse main doors that now slid open.

“Pigsy’s Noodles! Hope you have a …nice…day…” he declared proudly holding up the order of spicy chicken noodles and two jumbos deluxe before finally noticing who was at the door! The Demon Bull King gently took the bags off of MK’s trembling out stretched hands before depositing the money in its place.

“Thank you” he rumbled

“Err...you’re welcome mister Demon Bull King sir…” MK stammered as the door was slammed shut, as he walked back to the tuk-tuk his mind raced.

“What was he doing in that warehouse? Are they up to something? They have been quiet for a while Maybe I should go back and check…” he then looked at his payment “Aw sweet twenty-dollar tip! Never mind DBK we’re cool!”

 Demon Bull King walked back with a pair of bull clones following him with the food out on trays, as he approached Red Son’s bedroom, he heard a familiar voice.

“So, I find you here napping the day away?” Princess Iron Fan growled.

“Mother I can explain…” Red Son croaked.  

“Oh, I’d love to hear your excuses but you’re behind on your duties already now get up!”

“Glad to see you have returned” Demon Bull King interrupted causing Princess Iron Fan to turn to him she gave him a pleasant smile.

“Yes, I managed to get my tasks done quickly unlike some I could mention…” she said snidely glancing back at Red Son who was now staring at his bed sheets.

“Our son is ill and needs to rest” he declared, Red Son flinched at that statement and Princess Iron Fan turned to him.

“Oh, and what ails our sweet useless boy?” she purred.

“Macaque said it was a chest infection, but he gave us some medicine and said he should recover soon.” Demon Bull King explained.

“Now there you go again wasting your father and Macaque’s precious time?” she said sweetly to her son who now very quiet. “My love you didn’t need to bother anyone else you could have asked me.”  

“You were busy” Demon Bull King lied.

“Well, I better tend to him now while I am here” she said and gestured to the boy who sullenly sat on the edge of the bed, she made a few symbols with the tip of her claw on his back before jabbing at certain pressure points. Immediately Red Son doubled over as he started to cough hard which quickly became retching as he covered his mouth, Princess Iron Fan casually handed him a waste paper bin which he grabbed quickly before vomiting violently into it. Demon Bull King moved forward to see the contents of what looked to be Red Son’s lungs, and stomach fill the bin. After ten minutes he finally finished hacking up the curdled yellowish-brown slime with splatters of blood in it and ended up curled up trembling.

“There you go!” Princess Iron Fan beamed at her husband “A good night’s rest and he’ll be as right as rain by tomorrow!” she strode happily towards the door, “My love shall we discuss the matters of my trip?”

“I will join you shortly” Demon Bull King declared “I wish to see to Red Son first”

For a brief moment a look of disappointment and disgust washed over Princess Iron Fan’s face before returning to her normal confident calm demeanour.

“As you wish” she said simply before leaving, once gone Demon Bull King looked back to his son who was getting his breath back. He could hear him breathing more easily now so whatever his wife had done clearly worked.

“I take it that is why you wished to keep this matter quiet?” he asked, Red Son looked up and gave a shaky smile.

“Mother’s methods are very efficient however they can be a bit…unpleasant…” he mumbled before incinerating the bin and its contents with a moment of effort. “But she is correct now that the illness is out of my system, I shall be recovered by tomorrow…”

“I shall leave you to rest then…” he said, Red Son nodded and laid back into his bed as Demon Bull King turned to leave the room he stopped “Son, your health is more important than whatever projects you are working on. Please do no push yourself so recklessly.”

Red Son stared at him in wonder at being called ‘son’ twice in a year!

“Yes Father” he beamed.

[bnhaficsforthesoul]

just some hawks headcanons

he loves doing your eyeliner and loves when you point out how good he is at it

he’ll do cool designs too not just normal eyeliner and if you ever wanna do his eyeliner he’s so down (but if you’re not super good at it he will playfully make fun of you, while giving you little tips here and there it’s cute)

he’s such a morning person it’s annoying at times, but it’s generally because he’s been working nonstop for years on a schedule that had him up early 

but on the bright side, if he has time before he has to go to work, he’ll make you breakfast and you’ll get wholesome morning cuddles before he goes 

or if it’s a day off you’ll wake up to him pressing soft kisses all over your cheeks and nose and jawline and a few stray ones on your lips while he whispers ‘come on baby, time to wake up’ all pouty like

he likes to sleep on top of your chest, mainly because it’s easier for him to sleep on his stomach cause of his wings, but he’ll wrap his arms around your waist tightly and bury his face in your chest or neck

he also nuzzles into you a lot, both asleep and awake, he thinks its comforting

he wants to stay up late with you so badly because he’ll take essentially any time he can get with you, but no matter what he wakes up early so he knows he needs to sleep early too, would probably knock out at midnight at the latest anyways

he whistles all the time, he hums a lot too, he’s got a pretty decent voice 

his hair, while it looks good, is probably pretty tangled and messy all the time since he’s always flying around, so he’d love it if you helped him brush his hair gently

also he loves when you help him take care of his wings, he’s kinda hesitant to let other people touch them because they’re so sensitive but if you’re gentle then he’s ecstatic 

when you kiss he lets out little hums from the back of his throat

whenever he gets hurt doing hero work he tries to stay away from you until his injuries dont look bad/he can function fairly normally, one reason for this is that he doesn’t like being seen as weak and vulnerable, he likes people thinking he’s indestructible almost, especially you, and the second reason is that he hates worrying you. he’s so thankful for you and just wants you to be happy so he hates worrying you in any way

but you will catch on eventually, and he begins to grow out of this when you start taking care of his injuries and coddling him a bit 

at the beginning of the relationship it was kinda rocky in an emotional sense, he was physically there and from an outside perspective everything seemed great considering how busy he is and all that, but you knew there were some barriers there that took a while for you two to communicate about

thing is you’re likely keigo’s first relationship, he’s never had the time or care to even think about one but you came along and he just couldn’t resist, but he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do outside of things he’s heard and he still isnt sure how much trust he should give you

and he knows there’s something up, but he’s still careful about bringing it up, sometimes he thinks that maybe it’d be better for the both of you if you broke up but he knows he’d miss you and doesn’t want to

so eventually you’d have to bring it up, just ask him if things are okay and help him to understand that you’re there for him and that even if it takes time you want to learn about him - even while dating it could take a bit to fully earn his trust, but through various vulnerable moments he’d begin to open up more

he’s insanely protective of you, he tries not to let the media know too much about you if you’re not a hero, and even if you are he tries to make sure your relationship isn’t made into this huge publicity thing - and if anyone ever bothers you he isn’t shy to stand up for you and hurt somebody, he cares more about you than his reputation and he’ll deal with the consequences later

he’s jealous in a possessive you’re mine kind of way, but he does like to show you off, it’s just he has kind of a look but don’t interact policy, as soon as someone tries getting too friendly he’s backing them off, but he loves people knowing that youre with him

if you’re a hero he’ll definitely try to work with you often if your quirks allow it (mainly meaning if you have a quirk that has you out on the field capable of doing intense fighting rather than a quirk that would keep you in a different field than him)

he can be extremely touchy but he can also have moments of not wanting to be touched at all, sometimes he feels better being in his own space, he doesn’t like feeling crowded even if it’s just you, but during these times he’ll still want to be around you, maybe even having your pinkies laced but that’s it

he ruffles your hair all the time

he probably loves going to the park late at night to play on the playground, he likes a lot of more ‘childish’ seeming things mainly because he didn’t have a normal childhood, but he’d love running around the playground with you

asks you to race to who can swing the highest faster and then uses his wings and cheats (he’s probably caused the swing and him to swing around the actual pole at the top doing that before, his life flashed before his eyes, he never did it again)

he absolutely loves carrying you around while flying, if you’re afraid of heights or just don’t like it he understands but if you’re into it then he’ll do it all the time, he thinks of the sky way above the clouds as a safe space where it’s just him and his thoughts and no problems, and he’s so happy to bring you there - now it’s just you two in the whole world and he wants nothing more 

he has dreams of just being able to live freely with you, going around the world just being happy doing whatever you want, maybe eventually settling down, doesn’t matter where - he’s not all too sure if it’ll ever happen since it feels kinda impossible to him to have a life where he isnt stuck doing hero work, but he craves it a lot 

if you don’t want to get married or have kids that’s perfectly fine, keigo would be happy either way, but he probably dreams of those things too - he seems like the type of kid who imagined a pretty wedding with the love of his life one day, and he just knows that if it’s going to be anyone it’s going to be you 

always flirts with you super confidently, tells you stupid pick up lines as if you weren’t dating, but if you ever turn that back on him he gets super flustered

he’d probably cry if you ever pointed out how beautiful you think he is, like his face and body and everything - it’s not that he’s never been told it before, he’s literally a model, he knows he’s attractive, but he probably thinks people view him more so as an object to look at rather than actually appreciating him, so knowing how much you love him for him means so much 

it was a big thing for him even just telling you his name, everyone (at least for a while) only knew him as hawks, so if you start dating before his name was made public, it’d take a lot. he’d probably do it before asking you out, but he was still very nervous about it. he probably only told you his first name at that time, his last name came later, maybe even into you dating

though he instantly fell in love with the way his name sounds coming from your lips

there might be a lot of petty arguments, he can get agitated fairly easily when he’s been working a lot which is most of the time, and at the beginning of the relationship he didn’t know how to talk this through and would get annoyed by little things - he’s gotten better at it over time though and now he calms down quicker and talks to you about it 

would think it’s funny if you bought any stupid merch of him - he walks in and you have a blanket covered in his face and you’re wearing shorts with his hands on the ass, he’d think it’s hilarious.