#so then it got to a point where it was just me and the brother and the other guy at the table

[missduskdawn]

if its about me initially saying 'op is a fool <3' that was not intended to be seriously insulting thats why i put the <3 emoji, tried to indicate tone that its light hearted how people online call each other bestie and brother and so on but it's not meant to be derogatory but like i already said if i hurt someone's feelings i am sorry i know i got plenty rude and my wording sounded hostile at several points but it wasnt like me seriously angry at anyone i just type snarky a lot

i dont know where or if i put words into their mouth at all at any point but that was accidental if it happened at all, i definitely didnt like sit here purposefully scheming or something lol

pro-tip: don't ever use the sentence "thousands of years" in your worldbuilding unless you really know what a thousand years is like

[youreverydayfangirl]

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pairing: charles leclerc x singer reader

summary: the one where she falls into a depression, her brother picks his side and lando moves on all to quickly

warning:

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face claim: madison beer :)

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f1gossip lando norris and magui corcerio spotted out recently

user1 i actually think they're pretty cute

user2 idc i miss yn and lano

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"Y/n? Oh baby." Bsf muttered after opening the door to Y/ns bedroom. Her best friend immediately wrapped her arms around the girl, pulling her into her chest. Y/n began to sob, her chest heaving as everything came crashing down. "I can't do this, I mean its so stupid we weren't even together and I…" Bsf rubbed her arms up and down the younger girls back. "Shhh, just let it all out honey, I've got you." Her knees immediately gave out and the pair sunk to the floor together, bsf being Y/ns life line. "I'm so stupid." Y/n whispered. "No you're not stupid, you were just in love." And Y/n clung to the one person she knew would never leave her.

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ynspriv fuck all men honestly. and fuck everything if i cant have him. atleast i got a dog now. his name is bear.

bsfuser oh honey im so sorry

-> ynspriv its alright

thatgolfergirl we should have a girls night

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-> user1 MY CHARLOS HEART 😭😭

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user4 nah you wrong for this idc

user5 anyone else think this is dodgy asf after the whole yn lando situation

-> user6 they were just friends calm down

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Y/n wasn't sure how much she had drunk at that point, she did know that it was way more than she should've however. Lily and Alex were somewhere on the dancefloor, while best friend was grabbing the group another round of drinks.

Y/n quickly downed the shot that her best friend had given her before dragging her to the dance floor, "Come on I wanna dance." She said loudly as they made their way to the middle of the club.

It was a while before Bsf spoke up again, shouting loudly that she was gonna go to the toilet before wondering of. Y/n nodded aggressively before continuing to dance, as she did she stumbled, nearly face planting if a pair of strong arms hadn't wrapped her her waist to steady her.

She turned around to thank whoever had helped her but faltered when she heard a familiar voice. "Be careful, wouldn't want a pretty thing like yourself to trip." She rolled her eyes, ignoring the soft looking the man was giving her.

He went to say something but paused, shaking his head lightly, instead saying. "Little Sainz, I haven't seen you around recently."

She rolled her eyes harder than before, "Fuck off leclerc." She said loudly, the pair ignoring the fact that he still hadn't let her go.

He tilted his head slightly, slowly withdrawing his hands from her waist, "Testy testy, and here i thought we were friends."

"I don't like you, ergo your not my friend." Charles' eyes scanned her face, instantly noticing the tear tracks.

"Are you okay?" He asked her gently, his gaze intense, nearly making her melt.

"And why wouldn't I be." She questioned him, tilting her head slightly, ignoring the fact that their was no space between them.

He held his hands up, "I was just checking."

Her gaze narrowed at him as she cleared her throat, "Well, we're not friends, so theirs no reason for you to check up on me." She said sharply before turning around to find Lily and Alex.

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part 2, idk if i like it but here it is guyssssss. also oscar won miami guyssss. this ones goes out to all my 911 fans cause we're all in mourning atm.

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[gay-dorito-dust]

Hey! I know you’ve been writing a lot of Bob and Void stuff, but do you write for Walker? I don’t k ow why, and maybe I’m a little odd for thinking this, but I would like him as my big brother figure. Prehaps I could request platonic hcs of him where he and reader act like siblings? Reader is chaotic sunshine and they get on each other’s nerves, but they do truly care for each other!! Bonus points for bits of Bob x reader x void hehe

I love Wyatt Russell (hate Walker tho) so I’ll make an exception for you anon. this might have more bob x reader x void then necessary. I think Walker would be an okay sibling at best.

Major PSA for idiots and dipshits: Also if you don’t wanna read the John and reader sibling dynamic, just skip to the Bob x reader x void section do the headcannons or don’t bother reading this, I’m not holding your hand when most of you are grown adults who are responsible for what you read. (Though I question that level of responsibility everyday the more I hear you moan about fuck all since you’ve got nothing else to do) so don’t blame me for what you consume. Grow up or continue to show your ass like you typically do.

you didn't like walker and you typically liked everyone and will always let it be known as whenever you were working on your aim, you'd intentionally aim for him much to Walker's annoyance.

'Can you stop shooting for me, for five mintues!' he exclaims as he looks at you as you only smiled innocently back at him.

'i don't know what your talking about.' you tell him 'i'm trying to shoot for you but you keep moving like an annoying cockroach that refuses to die.' you added as Yelena, who was stood next to you this entire time, tried to hold back a laugh but failed.

'i'm really feeling the love here team.' walker says sarcastically, lightly swatting your bicep in a repremending act, only to get a smack to his bicep in return.

'we love you too john!' you called after him as you looked back at Yelena as she looked at you with a knowing smile. 'what?' you asked her.

'you might not be family but you and john act like you could've been siblings in another life.' yelena says and you couldn't help but make a face. You were well aware that your relationship with US Agent was an odd one, you acted like you hated each other but the way it came across was more like siblings flipping each other off from the doorways of your own rooms.

which is something you both actually did do on the odd occasion, walking by the doorway of eachothers rooms within the Watchtower and flip each other off wordlessly, it didn't matter if you had company either, you'd still flip each other off regardless. much to the amuesment of the other Thunderbolts.

you both often get asked if you two were in fsct siblings, only for you and john to look at each other as though it was an insult as you both replied simultaneously with a ‘no.’ even if there were times where John did make sure you ate, drink and took proper care of yourself when he thought that you were neglecting yourself more then you should.

He’s even drag you out of the room if he felt that you were isolating yourself in there for his liking. I’m talking busting down your door and dragging you out by your legs as you kick and scream at him to let go, all the while he’s telling you to get out and socialise with the rest of the team instead of being a hermit/ bedroom gremlin. ‘Fuck off!’ You scream at John, ‘what if I want to stay in bed and do nothing.’

‘No can do, now go out with Yelena, Ava or Alexi and socialise and get some fresh air instead of suffocating in the stuffy air of your room for god sake.’ John replied as he shoved you towards Ava and Yelena as you shot him a look over your shoulder as you followed your favourite teammates. ‘Have fun!’ He sarcastically waves at you while you only show him your middle finger. ‘Kids.’ He mutters under his breath as Alexi pats him on the shoulder ‘you’re a good older brother.’ He tells John as the dirty blonde waves it off.

He didn’t think he was fit to be an older brother figure, but you brought that side out of him with how easily it was to annoy one another, he still remembered when you took his helmet and gun and painted them a glittery pick mess. He couldn’t complain at the time as the mission was integral, but he did indeed give you a mouthful afterwards about touching his stuff and fucking with them.

John swears you give him a headache almost on the daily but he’s certain that he does your head in too. So the feeling was mutual as far as he was aware.

Yet you do have moments where the care you had for one another comes through on missions as you two were usually paired up together and the protectiveness came out when the other was in close proximity to danger. You’d shove John out the line of fire, he would shove you behind him when he saw someone aiming for you, shielding you both when they open fired on you both.

Your care for each other was silent but it was there in the small acts you do for one another in a rare moment of reminding that while you acted like you couldn’t stand each other, you were there for one another regardless of the shit you’ve both done.

BOB X READER X VOID

Now when you met Bob, you found him to be cute, slightly clumsy and awkward but in an endearing way that made you want to know him more, his puppy dog eyes didn’t help make matters better as you as you were quick to find yourself spending more time with Bob and ultimately catching feelings for him.

He was meek and barely meet your eyes half of the time when you talked to him, but yet he seemed to stay with you in comparison to the rest of the group, always shoulder to shoulder to you and sharing smiles with you from across the room as butterflies fluttered within your stomach.

‘What’s your name.’ You asked.

‘Bob.’ Bob replies with a small smile, a cute smile you’d determine as you noted how small he tried to make himself look despite his tall and strong stature. There was more to him then you could see clearly, you could tell that this man was of great importance that you assumed that even Bob himself wasn’t aware of just yet.

‘We’ll get along just fine Bob.’ You tell him as he made a face similar to that of a confused puppy, a handsome cute man that you could already tell you’d get dangerously attached towards within embarrassingly short time. ‘How’d you know that?’ He asks.

You shrug your shoulders. ‘Call it a hunch but I just think we’ll work well together.’

‘I’ll trust your hunch then.’ Bob says with a smile and you knew immediately that you were fucked, he was even pretty when he smiled too with how his eyes shined and how his poetically radiated warmth and comfort that you wanted to bask yourself in forever.

Bob would find himself trusting himself within your presence more than others on the team, even going so far as you reach out and grab your hand in his and audible sigh at the touch, having gone without it for longer then he could remember. So needless to say you had become his primary person to look out for him, or just be there for him when the others went on missions and needed someone to be there with Bob until they get back.

You didn’t care as it meant you got to spend all the time possible with him as you made sure that when you were cooped up in the watch tower you would make sure that you and Bob were having fun however you could. Whether that be trying -and failing- to get into baking some cookies or watch tv together where characters make questionable decisions and Bob got to be highly amused by how annoyed you’d get when someone does something stupid.

Sometimes it got so bad to the point where he’d have to stop you from doing something rash as you ate half burnt cookies in a rather aggressive manner as you scowled at the television. It was a highlight for Bob as he got to be with you and experience all of you in your entirety. Only to end up finding himself falling more and more for you yet still being hesitant in calling the deep feelings he had for you as love or like.

So Bob takes his time with you and learns just as much about himself as he does learn about you in the process the longer he got to know and like every single part of you the more quality time you both shared without the rest of the Thunderbolts ruining it with their loud selves.

Void was equally intruded by you as much as Bob was and while he didn’t come out as often, he still was there within Bob as he got to go out with you on small trips together, or simply spending moments together in the watchtower.

He’s aware of all the moments shared between you and Bob and decided that he wanted that too, and to be selfish and more forward then meek, awkward Bob was about his own feelings that were now fully developed. Void understood what it was that he felt towards you and didn’t need anymore time to dissect and digest it, for whatever he wanted he would get sooner or later.

So don’t be surprised when you thought you were sharing a moment with Bob, only to be met with the pinprick eyes of Void as the entity merely chuckles at your look of surprise as he walks through your room as though he’s done it many times before.

‘Don’t look so surprise little bird.’ He tells you, his voice more confident and fuller then bob’s second guessing one, as though he wasn’t confident in using his own voice never less recognise it as if own, whereas void was fully aware of who he was and didn’t need to second guess himself when everything he did was absolute and precise.

‘You shouldn’t wear that face with me, when you look at Bob as though your moments away from grabbing him and kissing him at least.’ Void adds as you looked at him as he admired the photos you’ve took of yourself and fellow thunderbolt teammates and Bob.

Now with void you were a little more conflicted on how you felt towards the shadowy entity who could make people into shadows with a wave of his hand, a powerful being whom you’ve came across on occasions but he never did anything for you to detest him, only ever caress your cheeks and standing rather close to you for whatever talk to be considered casual.

He was bolder than Bob in what he wanted as void had kissed the back of your hand, drawn you close to him and even held you on rare occasions that you still think about at night, occupying your thoughts as you were conflicted on how to feel about void after what Bob had told you about feeling this endless darkness within him. One that only got worse when you were near him, as though it wanted to greet you personally.

Yet you couldn’t help but find Void charismatic and intriguing as the more you got to see him, which was mainly when you and Bob was alone or when everyone was asleep at night. He was dangerous and you knew that well enough to be cautious towards him but yet at the same time you couldn’t help but be drawn to Void whenever you do get to talk to him.

‘Where’s my kiss little bird? Am I not deserving of one unlike your precious Bob? Hmm?’ Void asks as he stepped close to you, his pinprick eyes looking deep into your own as your forced to admit that they were beautiful in their own right, in their own unique and unsettlingly way but beautiful nonetheless.

You would respond but you didn’t get the chance to becuase as soon as you blinked Bob was back in front of you, leaving you to process what had just happened just moments prior while Bob only looked at you in concern.

‘Are you okay? He didn’t do anything to you did he?’ He’d ask as he placed his hands on your shoulders, looking you in the eyes for anything that could give away to him if void did anything or not.

‘No, he didn’t.’ You replied to calm his nerves as he pulls you into his arms, rubbing your back as you gripped him tight, not truly grasping what you had gotten yourself into.

[sturniololuvz]

Can u write a fic where its like the triplets r on tour and sls went with them and she was missing nate and at the Boston show the boys suprised her with nate and his family but nate told her he couldn't go because of a work party or something so she was shocked

“Boston, With Love”

Tour had been amazing — lights, crowds, adrenaline.

But it was also exhausting. And for their little sister, tagging along as the only girl in a tour bus full of loud boys, it was starting to wear thin.

Especially without Nate.

He’d told her he had to skip the Boston stop — something about a work party he couldn’t get out of. And even though she tried to be understanding, the disappointment had clung to her like a shadow all week.

She missed him. Stupidly, deeply, in a way she couldn’t even fully explain to her brothers.

They tried. They made jokes. Bought her iced coffee when she looked extra tired. Let her sleep in the top bunk, even though Chris hated giving it up.

But she was still quieter than usual backstage before the Boston show.

“You good?” Nick asked, nudging her lightly as they waited behind the curtain.

“Yeah,” she lied.

Matt gave her a sideways glance, but didn’t push.

The crowd screamed. Lights went down. The boys ran out, hyped as always.

She watched from the wings, arms crossed, trying to shake the ache in her chest.

And then—

“Before we get to the next part,” Chris said into the mic, a little grin tugging at the corners of his mouth, “we got a surprise for someone really special tonight.”

The crowd quieted, sensing something.

“She’s been on the road with us, putting up with all our annoying crap,” Matt added.

“And she’s been missing someone bad,” Nick said, smirking toward the side of the stage.

She blinked, confused. Then turned—

And froze.

Nate.

Standing there with his goofy grin, holding a bouquet of flowers. Her jaw dropped.

“You said you couldn’t come,” she whispered.

He laughed, stepping forward to wrap her up in a hug. “I lied.”

“You lied?”

“Matt made me. Blame him.”

She couldn’t even be mad. She threw her arms around his neck, nearly knocking the flowers out of his hand.

On stage, the boys pointed and cheered. The crowd was eating it up.

“You didn’t actually think we’d come to Boston and not bring your favorite person, right?” Chris called out.

She buried her face in Nate’s shoulder, laughing and crying all at once.

It was loud. Overwhelming. But for the first time all week, her heart felt full again.

And later, when the show ended and she was tucked under Nate’s arm in the dressing room, she looked at her brothers with watery eyes.

“Thanks for knowing what I needed before I did.”

Chris shrugged. “It’s kind of our job.”

Nick grinned. “We’re like emotional support brothers.”

Matt just tossed her a water bottle. “Don’t ever say we don’t love you.”

She smiled, wiping her eyes.

“I know.”

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[witchygagirlwrites]

Clover-Part 6 (Final)

Jay Halstead x Reader (nicknamed Clover)

After everything that happened in the ED you and Jay both face feelings you’ve both buried

Warnings: mentions of violence, lots of cursing, sexual happenings

You stood in Jay’s arms, ignoring everyone and everything around you. Nothing else mattered in that moment. You were safe, everything was over. You didn’t have to hold anything together, he was here. That thought alone shook you to your core. You knew you were safe to fall apart because you were in Jay’s arms. Nothing could hurt you.

You took a deep breath when you heard Hank’s voice call your name lightly. You turned to look at him and he smiled slightly “Are you ok sweetheart?” you nodded “Yes sir” Jay’s arms were still tucked tightly around you, holding you against his chest. Hank looked at him “She’s going to have to give her statement, so are you” Jay nodded “She’s not being alone”

Hank looked at you “Are you good with Hailey being with you? Just long enough for Jay to give his incident report?” you nodded then it occured to you “Fiona, where’s Fiona?” you looked back at her room but April and Maggie were already back in the hospital and moving her. “I need to go check on her first then I’ll go with Hailey to give my statement” Hank nodded “Of course, do your job then we’ll do ours”

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Jay watched you walk off as Will walked over to him. “Hey man, you good?” Jay nodded then pulled his brother into a hug “I saw you step in front of a gun for her” Will laughed lightly “She stepped in the line of danger when it was to my head” Jay shook his head “When Hank told me a doctor and a nurse were being held to protect a patient, I knew it without him having to tell me names” “Clover wasn’t backing down Jay. She was standing toe to toe with that asshole. I couldn’t let her get hurt” 

“Thank you” Jay told him and Will nodded “I know what she means to you” Jay nodded slowly then looked back at Hank “I’ve got to do my incident report, they’re gonna need your statement. If you need anything after this, call me. Ok?” Will nodded “Of course”

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You sat in a side room, with Hailey at your side as you gave a run down from the moment Nelson Julians walked into the ED to the moment Jay put a bullet in his head. “So you were in immediate fear for your life?” the detective across from you asked and you looked at Hailey “Is he fucking serious?” 

You could tell the question pissed her off too but she just reached for your hand and gave it a squeeze “Just give him an answer so we can get the hell out of here Clove” you looked back at the man “He was a serial rapist who beat his victims to the point they had memory loss or their jaws and facial structures were completely shattered. He had a gun and what appeared to be a vest covered in C4. So yeah, I was in immediate fear for my life, Doctor Halstead’s life and our patient’s life. I put myself in front of our patient, Doctor Halstead put himself in front of me”

“But at the time the shot was taken, you were in front of Doctor Halstead?” the detective asked and Hailey slapped on the table “Do I need to go get my sergeant? Because it really sounds like you’re interrogating the nurse that was held at gunpoint for over an hour by a sadist maniac?” 

The detective shook his head  “Just want to make sure all the lines are marked Detective Upton” you crossed your hands and took a deep breath “Julians put a loaded gun to Doctor Halsteads head because he was targeting me to talk to me. I stepped in front of Doctor Halstead in hopes of prolonging the damned gun going off and therefore my friend and colleague being shot point blank. It just so happened Detective Halstead, unbeknownst to us had already breached the ED and lined up the shot to take down the threat” 

The detective nodded, looking over the tablet in his hands “Your statement lines up with Doctor Halsteads, Detective Halsteads and Ms Fiona Johnston” you rolled your eyes “That’s because it’s what happened. The DNA match will close multiple open rape cases. Detective Halstead gave numerous women closure with one damn bullet. Now, can I go?” He nodded so you stood, Hailey opening the door for you both.

You stepped out and before you could open your mouth Hailey said “I’m telling Hank how much of an asshole that guy was” and you laughed lightly “He really was! Like we did something wrong”

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Jay stood outside the ED, waiting to see you and Hailey emerge. The moment you did he could see you look around and when you spotted him your shoulders visibly relaxed. “Can we go home?” you asked and he nodded “Yeah, we can go home” 

Jay had gotten Kim to bring your car home so he could just drive you in his truck. The entire ride home you kept your hand stretched across the console to hold his and he didn’t dare move his away.  He knew once everything fully faded and you crashed any reaction could come out of this. 

He pulled up in front of your place and you looked over at him “Thank you Jay” his eyebrows furrowed “For what?” you shrugged “Hailey told me you argued with Voight, that you were coming in one way or another” he smiled “There was a gun being held on you…and Will….nothing was keeping me out of that hospital” you smiled slightly “I need a shower and to get out of these scrubs. Me and Will are both off for a few days until Dr Charles can speak to us and make sure we’re clear for work” 

You started to climb out of the truck but Jay stopped you by calling your name. You looked back and he raised an eyebrow “You know, any reaction is normal. You had a gun held on you and he did have C4 on that vest. Just because he didn’t have what he needed to make a full bomb doesn’t mean anything. No matter how your body or mind reacts to this, it’s normal princess” you flashed him a shadow of your normal smile “Says the soldier who barely wants to talk when he has nightmares and instead just wakes me up to go back to sleep on the couch with him” he shrugged “Your presence helps, I’m just letting you know here and now that no matter what you need out of me? You can have it” you nodded “I know Jay” and slid out of the truck.

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After you got a shower you thought over what to dress in and finally grabbed those damn pjs Jay bought you. You slipped them on and ran a brush over your hair. Every time you blinked you could see that gun being held on you, the hollow look in Julians’ eyes. True damn evil. 

That man had no regard for human life, the suffering he’d caused and if Fiona hadn’t somehow managed to get away? How long would he have continued to attack women? You hadn’t realized how long you’d been standing in the center of your room until Jay’s knock at the door broke you out of your thoughts “Yeah Jay?” he spoke softly “Um Adam and Kim dropped your car off and I got them to pick up some take out too so if you’re hungry”

You laughed lightly, of course he was going into taking care of you mode. That’s what he always did. “Ok Jay” you laid your brush down and headed for the door. He was standing just on the other side of it, his hair was still slightly damp from a shower, black t-shirt clinging to his body and those damn sweatpants.

You were curled up on the couch next to Jay, laying halfway on his chest. His arm was tucked around you, fingers tracing patterns on your back. You swallowed hard, your nerves warring with your emotions. 

When you pulled away from him he looked worried for a moment until you said “You know what’s funny?” he grinned “No, what?” you laughed “At lunch time, Will was teasing me by saying you and me needed to come out as a couple” he grinned “Oh really?”

You nodded “Yeah then we get held by a sadist at gunpoint and my only thought was what would it do to you if he killed us” He reached a hand out to gently slid it around the side of your face, cupping the back of your neck “I would’ve hunted that son of a bitch to hell itself if I would’ve had to” your eyes flickered from his down to his lips and back up “Jay?” you whispered and he smiled “Yeah princess?” “You called me baby in the ED” he nodded “I did” 

You leaned a little closer to him and felt his other hand slip down to your leg “Are we a couple and just now figuring it out?” you asked and he nodded “I think so” “Should we kiss?” you asked and he laughed “Please” and pulled you to him by his grip on your leg. 

The moment his lips crashed against yours you let out a low whine, shifting to get closer to him. You opened your lips to allow his tongue entrance and when he rolled it against yours a moan escaped you and he grinned against your mouth. He tugged your leg and you got the message, slipping it over his waist to straddle him on the couch.

He broke away from your lips, both of your chest heaving “Clover, this could be a trauma response on your part baby” you shook your head “Like hell Jay. I’ve wanted you, I’ve been afraid because you’re my best friend, my roommate..I have so much to lose but the thought of dying and never having felt your hands on my body? That’s even worse” he groaned lightly “Baby, you can’t say shit like that when I’m trying to hold back here”

You leaned down, teasing a kiss on his lips as you rolled your hips down against his and felt his body react “Don’t hold back Jay, please” he cursed under his breath “Fuck it” and pulled you back to his lips in a deep kiss, claiming your mouth as his hands roamed across your body, slipping under the pj top you wore.

When you felt him slide it up you pulled away from his lips long enough to let him slip it over your head. The look in his eyes when you were bared to him was damn near enough to make you fall apart then and there. He held your eyes as one of his large hands cupped your breast, kneading it gently and when your head fell back with a low moan of his name he shook his head “This isn’t happening on a damn couch. If we’re doing this, I’m doing it right”

You lifted your head to look at him and he winked at you “Wrap your legs around me baby” you did as he said but still gasped when he stood with you in his arms and headed for his bedroom, practically kicking the door closed behind the two of you. 

Jay laid you down gently on his bed, lips finding yours again as his hands teased down your body. When they got to the waistband of your shorts you grabbed his wrist and he pulled back from you to look at you “You want to stop?” you shook your head “I want you to take some clothes off, I’m practically naked here”

He laughed “Yes ma’am. I apologize” and snatched his shirt off and tossed it. You grinned “That’s better” and let your hands explore his chest, lips following the path as his hand slipped under your shorts. When one of his fingers teased at your slit your back arched slightly and he grinned “Fuck, you’re wet princess”

“I haven’t had sex in a while Jay and I currently have a gorgeous man kissing me and feeling on me” he laughed “Good to know” you locked your lips onto his skin and he groaned as you left marks behind as his fingers plunged into you, one quickly followed by the second. “That’s it baby, mark me up…let everyone know who I belong to”  he groaned as his fingers found that spongy spot deep inside of you and you had to pull yourself back from his chest to not let your teeth sink in at how good that felt.

He grinned down at you “Feel good?” you nodded “Please don’t stop” “Wasn’t planning on it” he whispered, catching your lips in a kiss as he turned his wrist so he could use his thumb to rub tight circles onto your clit. You felt your orgasm building right before it slammed into you. You grabbed Jay’s wrist, not trying to push him away, just needing something to hold onto as you rode out the pleasure.

After a moment you tapped his wrist “Too much, please baby” he grinned “I like that, I like you calling me baby” and pulled his fingers out of you, you laughed breathlessly “I like everything about what you just did” he sucked his fingers into his mouth to clean them and just that made you clench down around air. The action didn’t go unnoticed by Jay because he smirked “I’m getting a taste so just lay back and enjoy yourself”

“Jay,I..” you tried to push yourself up but he gave you a look so you grinned and laid back “Good girl” he cooed, pressing a kiss to your lips then kissing across your jaw and down your neck. He trailed open mouthed kisses down your body until he got to your shorts then he pulled them off your legs and tossed them.

He shifted down the bed to settle himself between your legs, using two fingers to tease at your core and laughed when you shivered “I’ve got you Clover” he promised before lowering his mouth to flick his tongue across your clit. You whined out his name and the vibrations of his laughter made your eyes roll back, as he plunged his tongue deeper into you, adding one finger at first then a second.

It didn’t take him long and you were a shaking mess under him. He’d wrang back to back orgasms out of you. 

You finally shoved at his head “Too much dammit!” he rocked back on his heels and winked at you “What’s wrong princess?” you shook your head “Get up here Halstead” he laughed and shoved his sweatpants off, your eyes widening because while those sweats didn’t hide much you didn’t know exactly how big he was and well Jay was a well endowed man.

“Are we stopping?” Jay asked and you shook your head “I trust you to not hurt me” he smiled as he climbed up your body and pressed a kiss to your lips, rolling his tongue into your mouth and letting you taste yourself on him “I’d never hurt you” you could feel the head of his cock teasing at your entrance. He froze “Fuck, um I haven’t had anyone here in a long time and I don’t have anything” you laughed “I have an iud Jay, it’s ok” 

He cut his eyes up at you “Are you sure?” you reached between your bodies and his eyes fluttered a little when your hand wrapped around his cock and lined it up with your opening “Please?” he groaned “Fuck, you’re gonna be the end of me Clover” he gently pushed into you, a moan leaving both of you at the feeling.

Once he was finally buried fully inside of you, he dropped his head over to your collarbone “Fuck, you feel amazing”  you laughed after a moment “You feel pretty fucking good too”

He leaned up to catch your lips in a gentle kiss as he gave a tentative roll of his hips. Your response was to wrap your legs around his waist and he grinned “I take that as a go ahead?” you nodded “It is” he grinned and pressed another kiss to your lips “You’re so damn beautiful Clover, that call scared the hell out of me” 

Before you could respond he gave a sharp thrust that drew any other thought out of your mind except for how good he felt inside of you. “Fuck Jay, just like that” you moaned, fingers digging into his shoulders. He pressed kisses to your jaw and neck, followed by his teeth lightly grazing the sensitive skin “Mark me Clover, it’s ok baby. I want to carry proof that I’m yours. That you’re ok, that he didn’t hurt you” 

His thrusts started going even deeper and you moaned loudly, nails biting into his skin and he grinned against your flesh “There ya go” as he found a pace that had your orgasm building fast. You couldn’t form words beyond his name and a few curses falling out of your lips but it didn’t seem like he minded in the least.

When one of his hands slipped between you to rub tight circles onto your clit your orgasm slammed into you and you came, clinging to him as you shook under him. He buried his face in the bend of your neck, hips never losing their pace as he chased his own release. You could feel his thrusts getting more erratic, desperate. “Let me feel you Jay, please..I need you” you whimpered and that seemed to be what he needed because he slammed into you twice more before he buried himself as deeply as he could get and you felt when he came, filling you and pushing some of it back out.

He barely managed to hold himself up from collapsing on top of you as he pressed kisses everywhere he could reach “Fuck” you breathed and he laughed “My thoughts exactly”

Once you were both cleaned up and you were now wearing Jay’s shirt and he was wearing his boxers you were curled up to his chest, one leg thrown over his waist while his fingers traced patterns on your thigh. “That whole thing, that bastard having a gun on you. Scared the hell out of me” he whispered into the dark room. You pressed a kiss to his bare chest “I almost cried just hearing your voice. I knew I was safe then”

He smiled at you “Oh yeah? You got that much faith in me?” you nodded “You’ve always had my back when I needed it” he grinned “Now I just have all the parts” you laughed “Now you have all the parts” he rolled over to have your back pressed to the bed and rolled a lazy kiss against your lips “For the record, the unit was teasing me too” you laughed “Well, guess they can all stop teasing now” he grinned “Yup, they can” 

“Jay, I think I’m already falling in love with you” you whispered and he laughed lightly “Well good, you need to catch up because I already love you” and pulled you into another kiss.

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[hollowed-theory-hall]

How do the astrological magical watches work?

We see Dumbledore use a watch like this:

Dumbledore gave a great sniff as he took a golden watch from his pocket and examined it. It was a very odd watch. It had twelve hands but no numbers; instead, little planets were moving around the edge. It must have made sense to Dumbledore, though, because he put it back in his pocket and said, “Hagrid’s late. I suppose it was he who told you I’d be here, by the way?”

(PS, Ch1)

Dumbledore pulled a watch with twelve hands from his pocket and glanced at it, “half an hour of my time tonight, in which I think we shall be more than able to cover the important points of what has happened here...

(OotP, Ch36)

And both Ron and Harry received these planetary watches for their 17th birthday:

“Seriously good haul this year!” he announced, holding up a heavy gold watch with odd symbols around the edge and tiny moving stars instead of hands. “See what Mum and Dad got me? Blimey, I think I’ll come of age next year too. . . .”

(HBP, Ch18)

Harry sat down, took the square parcel she had indicated, and unwrapped it. Inside was a watch very like the one Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had given Ron for his seventeenth; it was gold, with stars circling around the face instead of hands. “It’s traditional to give a wizard a watch when he comes of age.” said Mrs. Weasley, watching him anxiously from beside the corner. “I’m afraid that one isn’t new like Ron’s, it was actually my brother Fabian’s and he wasn’t terribly careful with his possessions, it’s a bit dented on the back, but-”

(DH, Ch7)

He looked down at the battered gold watch he had received on his seventeenth birthday. Nearly half of the hour allotted by Voldemort for his surrender had elapsed. He stood up.

(DH, Ch34)

So, I want to talk about the social view of these watches, how they work, and how they are actually used (as such, this post is filled with headcanons):

Now, let's start with the division into twelve and the mentions of little planets/stars. This makes me think of astrological charts. There are 12 zodiac signs and 12 houses where different planets can fall in different positions on the 12 houses zodiacs on a birth chart:

(This is just a random example. The outer rim has the zodiac signs, the middle rim has the planets in their position/angle in the sky at the time of birth, the inner rim is divided into the 12 houses, which are also aspects of the planets' positions)

But we know what he can read on it is time, as in, the hour and not someone's supposed personality (I don't believe in astrology, but I have read two books on the subject out of curiosity) (and there are 12 numbers on a watch). Also, his watch has twelve hands and moving stars. So let's start with how a watch like that could work.

How do you read this watch?

The first important fact I want to note here is that while Harry seems unable to read Dumbledore's astrological watch in one of the above quotes when he sees it in passing, he seems able to read his own with no issue and with no one teaching him how to read it (that we see). Same goes for Ron. So whatever is going on here, it's easy to figure out on your own by looking at it for a few minutes with the knowledge of how to read a regular watch and everything you know from Astronomy class.

So, I started listing things that fit the above descriptions that the average wizard would like to have in his watch, plus, it needs to, at first glance, look like a whimsical mess. So, allow me to introduce you to my concept design for The Everything Watch:

(The design can vary, and the hands are colored like that so that I could refer to them easily)

As you can see, the planets, houses, and signs are marked here as well, like in a birth chart. The watch shows the planets as they are positioned at the moment in your location — this is relevant information due to certain potions/ingredients requiring certain planetary movements in their brewing/harvesting process.

The small green hands (all 3) are the regular watch hands that show the hours/minutes/seconds. The numbers 1-12 used for the watch also (more or less. the 12 is positioned right) mark the astrology houses' positions for the stars.

The small red hands are a compass; the lighter points north, the darker south.

The small swiggly orange hand is the direction of the wind.

The small, dark blue hand points at the moon phase (you could add more moon phases between the main ones I added). This is also relevant for potion making and certain rituals (like becoming an Animagus). Plus, I'm sure Remus uses it a lot.

The yellow hand is the sun's position in the sky during the day (the yellow-orange portion of the circle it points at) and the moon's position in the sky at night (the blue portion of the circle).

The light pink hand points at the month. It is positioned to the right date along the month, but that would be hard to read and therefore:

The darker pink/purple hand points at the day in the month on the outermost circle. So, together the two hands give the date. (Like the month hand, this one does move across the day accordingly. In the middle of the day it'll be at the center of the area, right after midnight, it'll be at the very beginning, etc.)

The darker turquoise hand points only at the bottom half of that circle (with the blue and red sections) and marks temperature.

The other turquoise hand points only at the top half and denotes whether conditions (as we know, some spells, like the Animagi ritual, require a lightning storm). The colors denote the different conditions from left to right: sunny, partially cloudy, overcast, light rain, rain, heavy rain, lightning storm, light snow, snow, heavy snow, fog, very windy, hurricane/disaster level storm.

Now, what do these watches mean?

As in, why is it traditional to gift such watches to wizards (not witches, just wizards, this is a gendered thing and there's more evidence for it brought up later): "It’s traditional to give a wizard a watch when he comes of age." But why? What does it mean? Why did this tradition start, and to what purpose?

And, if we expand our search a little, we see other adult wizards carry large gold pocket watches (which, I'd assume, is this kind of watch):

Fudge consulted the large gold pocket watch dangling from his waistcoat.

(PoA, Ch21)

Harry’s hands and feet were freezing. Mr. Weasley kept checking his watch. [...] “Must be nearly time,” said Mr. Weasley quickly, pulling out his watch again.

(GoF, Ch6)

In front of them was a pair of tired and grumpy-looking wizards, one of whom was holding a large gold watch

(GoF, Ch7)

The plan, as Harry has told you, is a simple one,” said Dedalus, pulling an immense pocket watch out of his waistcoat and examining it.

(DH, Ch3)

So, as always with HP, I went to history.

Until the early 20th century, pocket watches were very common for men and considered the manly watch options, while wristwatches were considered feminine and were favored by women. We actually see this divide in the WW, with adult wizards carrying pocket watches as mentioned above, while witches and young wizards use wristwatches:

“Look at the time,” Mrs. Weasley said suddenly, checking her wristwatch. 

(GoF, Ch5)

Harry took off his watch, which he was only wearing out of habit, as it didn’t work anymore, and stuffed it into his pocket.

(GoF, Ch28)

Ron looked at his watch.

(PoA, Ch6)

“Nearly six,” said Ron, checking his watch and then staring down the drive that led to the front gates.

(GoF, Ch15)

Additionally, in the 18th century (when wizards broke away from muggles), it was customary to gift men practical gifts, often ones that would serve them on the traditional Grand Tour:

When Albus and I left Hogwarts we intended to take the then-traditional tour of the world together, visiting and observing foreign wizards, before pursuing our separate careers.

(DH, Ch2)

Now approaching his eighteenth birthday, Dumbledore left Hogwarts in a blaze of glory—Head Boy, Prefect, Winner of the Barnabus Finkley Prize for Exceptional Spell-Casting, British Youth Representative to the Wizengamot, Gold Medal-Winner for Ground-Breaking Contribution to the International Alchemical Conference in Cairo. Dumbledore intended, next, to take a Grand Tour with Elphias

(DH, Ch18)

(This was a practice in irl muggle 18th and 19th century England. That after a man of higher social standing came of age, it was common for them to travel the world to show they can and how worldly they are. Then they would come back to England more mature and experienced to settle into a job and marriage)

Something like the above watch would be useful for finding your way around and practical to potions work and other magical endeavors. So, it seems a fitting gift to mark a young wizard stepping into adulthood.

Pocket watches, when they started becoming popular, were a sign of status and wealth; it's what a gentleman would wear. And I think, in the wizarding world, it's the same. I'm not the first to note this, but the Weasleys seem like the English trope of an aristocratic family that fell on hard times and has no money, but they have their name — and in the case of HP, their pure blood. The Prewetts (Muriel, in particular) act like they come from money. Both Arthur and Molly's inability to manage their funds properly is also the kind of behaviour you see from people who are used to having money, so they don't know how to budget. Someone who grew up in poverty would often keep some money for emergencies, in general would know how to budget it, and not spend all the prize money they get on a lavish trip to Egypt all at once.

So, I think this pocket watch is a tradition that started in the 18th century, and was meant to symbolise a wizard reaching adulthood and mark him as an academic and wealthy wizard (who probably studied the two optional NEWT years). The watch is a large and golden pocket watch — it is definitely a status thing as well as a coming-of-age thing, and I don't think all wizards have this sort of watch. Though nowadays, most of them probably do. Still I'm going to bet Mundungus doesn't (if he did, he would've sold it).

Is there a witch version?

The question here is whether there is a traditional coming-of-age gift for witches like the watch? I didn't find any mentioned in the books, but my guess would be yes. Just, not a watch.

If I had to come up with one, I'd say it would be some piece of Jellary (a common gift for coming-of-age for women in the 18th century). My headcanon is that they are often gifted lockets or brooches, which is why Merope was given Slytherin's locket by her father. It would be traditional to get a locket, and he didn't have the money to buy her a new one, but Marvolo likes to act like he still has the status he doesn't — which is why he would insist on the traditional gift. Umbridge also wears it proudly as a common sign of status others would be familiar with:

“That’s—that’s pretty, Dolores,” she said, pointing at the pendant gleaming in the ruffled folds of Umbridge’s blouse. “What?” snapped Umbridge, glancing down. “Oh yes—an old family heirloom,” she said, patting the locket lying on her large bosom. “The S stands for Selwyn. . . . I am related to the Selwyns. . . . Indeed, there are few pure blood families to whom I am not related. . . .

(DH, Ch13)

So, it makes sense to me. But it is a headcanon.

I also assume a witch's coming-of-age gift would have some enchantments to it, but this is where everyone can sort of come up with their own practical charms that would fit a locket or brooch.

I sort of expect women to receive their gift a year earlier, at 16. Men, even back in the 18th century, were seen as "full-age" after women. "Full-age" and "Adult" are not the same term, and even back then, different ages made you legally eligible for different things. But the term of when someone is "full-age" (when they were treated as full adults proper and not "young adults" or in any transitionary age) for men was 21 or even 25 or later (depending on the year/location), and usually 17 or 18 for women. So, I assume witches would get their traditional coming-of-age gift a year earlier when they become legal for marriage (mentioned it in my headcanon post).

[mari-lair]

Koukane is beautiful, a solid rare pair that's dear to my heart, so let's talk about them!

Kou is easily overwhelmed by Akane, kind of stumbling into being his friend when it clearly wasn't in his plans.

Their first interactions are adorable in a pitiful way because Kou can't keep up with Akane's mood swings, he is so nervous he calls Akane "Sir" completely umprompted, constantly being at lost for words near the older boy.

And while Kou aknowladge Akane can be scary and unhinged:

This nervousness is born from admiration, he gets flustered near Akane when the older boy isn't even trying. Stuttering and startling and awkwardly reaching out for him without daring to approach.

His habit to awkwardly reach out likely involves wanting to help Akane, he just can't force himself to actually close the distance and be of help.

The one time Kou was able to help, delighted to the point of happy tears by the opportunity, Akane killed part of his pride by showing off a power Kou seems to think is much cooler and stronger than his own, judging by the way his big blush turned into sweat.

To further stab his poor heart, when he was honest about how cool Akane powers are, Akane dismissed his own as pathetic. So I don't blame Kou for being so nervous about trying to help his 'cool upperclassman' during the entire arc.

Akane has no nerves when it comes to Kou so he is the one that always approaches Kou and get them closer,declaring Kou his friend, kicking Hanako when it looked like he was mocking Kou's desperate determination to save Nene, and being the only one who touches Kou, Kou never dares to touch Akane.

Surprisingly, Kou's respect seem to extend to Akane's view on Hanako, cause we don't see his reaction to Akane's "you're a murderer, you make me sick" rant, but we do know Kou isn't nearly as unseatled as Nene about it, he isn't even angry, when he brings it up again later with Hanako, he is pretty casual about it. And in the recap he is just confussed.

Maybe Akane reminds him of Teru, and he is used to such a harsh stance, or he is thinking of the young exorcist arc where Hanako's beliefs were the same as Akane's 'I am being nice now but i murdered someone kid. What would ever justify murder? How can a murderer ever be good?' so I think Kou is mostly shocked someone with Akane's belief decided to go through with the alliance anyways. Teru would never.

Back to Kou being extremely nervous!

During the clock keepers arc, after Akane dons his clock keeper uniform, Kou never disagree with Akane directly. Even Kou's habit to back up Nene doesn't get in the way, hyping Nene up but not agreeing with her contrasting views like "hanako isn't bad" or directly refuting what Akane says.

This hesitation/nerves slowly dissapears as they grow closer, nowadays Kou isn't scared of speaking his mind, able to be extremelly rude and not filter his offence.

We aren't show them interacting much in the main manga but we are told that they do talk outside classes, likely alone (?), so Akane's declaration they're friends was not a thrown away line, he genuinely vibe with Kou, he even gave him his phone number.

Kou got more comfortable with Akane, able to express that the boy is a weirdo but still keeping his respects for Akane, seeing him as a wise older boy and following his lead without question: He is excited to hear about Akane's romantic advise and he listened to Akane's advise even when it comes to dealing with his own brother.

Akane likes Kou, he is the one who declared them friends. He admires his determination and want him to succedd in his goals, he wouldn't have stopped his time on what he consider an 'imposible task' to save Nene otherwise. He also really appreciates that Kou doesn't like Aoi. And he is constantly comparing Kou with Teru, baffled by how much they differ.

Akane grows to like when Kou is cheerful, either overwhelmed by Kou's expectations and feeling pressured into doing what Kou wants or charmed by it, unable to resist the urge to tease him.

There is a translation where he refers to Kou as Teru's 'cute little brother' and considering how he treats Kou, even if it is a mistranslation i wouldn't be surprised if that's how he think.

Specially with the way he acts as if Kou is too good to be related to Teru, touched by his kindness, seeing him as a sparkling/glowing figure.

Akane also loves his food, blushing when he eat it. He respect him as a chef.

Akane trying to cheer Kou after his fight with Kou up is really sweet to me because he sucks, they aren't close enough for hugs or shoulder pats but still enough for Akane to take his distress seriously. He is unconfortable and sweeaty, awkwardly reach out, as if he want to help Kou but has no idea how. It remind me of Kou's own awkward reaching out gestures in the clock keepers arc.

Their friendship is beautiful and funny but every flavor of koukane is good, so let's add a puppy crush on Kou. He already finds Akane attractive.

This is attraction by the way, he isn't flustered because Akane is being suggestive. Even if we put asside how pretty Akane was drawn here, Kou is not weak to sexual comments, he is used to Hanako, whose pervy jokes are far more explicit, but he isn't a fan of them, always gets mostly annoyed not flustered.

In the spin off it is revealed a girl Hanako isn't 'his type', but when Hanako possessed Nene's body (who Kou used to have a crush on so he consider her an attractive girl) he becomes imcapacitated. It is a big weakness.

So Akane's smirk is what got Kou flustered. Reading Kou's nerves as half admiration and half the poor boy feeling way too bi to know how to handle Akane would be fun.

I can imagine Akane talking about Aoi, since Kou is one of the few boys who doesn't have a crush on her and Kou feeling awkward cause everytime Akane send him a cute smile thinking of Aoi, Kou short circuit.

Considering we only see Kou call Akane "sir!" after his transformation I headcanon he is more attracted to Akane's keeper form than his usual apparence. If Akane teases Kou while on the keeper uniform Kou may explode.

If we keep this ship one sided, it would never leave the dock, Kou would never go after Akane, but I can see him trying to help Akane get with Aoi when they become close friends, similar to how he had helped Nene with Hanako during the donuts chapter. Boy got the 'he is so out of my league i won't even try' doubts mixed with a sprinkle of i don't like boys' cause internalized homophobia is one fo the ingredient of Kou's 'i want to be tough and reliable! I don't want to be a housewife' complex.

(Just realized Kou think using your bare fists to fight is the peak of toughness and guess what Akane's fighting style is. Guess.)

Akane liking him back is amazing because they both got the acts of service displays of love, something Akane will be touched by and Kou will be comflicted because he is the acts of service guys that's his one thing he can do right, let him do stuffs!! What Kou is weak to is words of affirmation, so he would explode if Akane says he does a good job, is handsome, or kiss well or anything really.

Akane can consistently overwhelm Kou when he is being confident so if he say "Sit down I'll clean today," Kou would try to argue but inevitably cave in and have to awkwardly let someone help him. I am telling you right now, when they live together breakfast will become Akane's role.

Kou may be a hard working boy that carries his family on his back but he is NOT a morning person. A single sleep over would be enough for Akane to notice that and let his wondeful boyfriend rest. Depending on how sappy he is feeling, or if it is a important date like birthdays or valentines, he'll give Kou breakfast in bed.

Kou being easily overwhelmed/having low self steem and Akane's habit of being very open about his love, puting his partner first, would result in Kou being super flustered and flattered and uyguygyugu at the start but slowly turn into a problem if unchecked.

Akane is reliable so he can help Kou with chores, studies, or supernatural problems, which Kou would appreciate, and rely on, but it would slowly make Kou feel useless by comparation.

(It would feed into Teru's fears that his siblings are growing out of him too buuut i'll make a post on Teru's amazing potential roles/affect in the ship for later)

Even when Kou does help he has a habit of focusing on what he can't do instead of what he can, feeling like all he does right is cook, and that Akane doesn't trust him, since Teru is the one Akane goes to when it comes to supernatural troubles and help him in the student council. He worries about Kou more than he ever relied on him, at least, when it comes to battle.

Unlike with Mitsuba, I can't see Kou being angry Akane doesn't rely on him, there was never any illusion that Kou can 'grant his wish' or that he is the only one trustworthy in Akane's life. Kou is the one who usually seek him for help from the start, and he respect the people Akane work with more than he respects himself, so he would just be extremaly frustrated with himself that he isn't capable enough to be Akane first option in troubling times.

Thankfully, unlike Aoi, Kou's poker face sucks, and he is an incredibly bad liar, when he bottle up his emotions it easily overflows. Anger, sadness, nervousness...

Just look how he acts with Nene after he learn about her lifespam, how easily his smile breaks after his visit with mitsumom, how reactive he get with Hanako, and so on...

So Akane, who is used to playing hard mode (since he grew up reading Aoi's eternal smile) would notice all of Kou's mood swings right away. If Kou dismisses it, Akane will let him be, but when it keep happening, or he is visibly very troubled, a talk would occur.

I think the first time a misunderstanding would hapen relatively earlier, over something small: Such as Akane thinking Kou is cute when Kou wants to be cool. Kou would be embarrassed at first, he is never complemented on his apparence in the manga in any way, in fact, he is comparaed to a delinquent in apparence, but find it kind of pathetic after a while that the main thing Akane calls him is cute.

Imagine Kou trying out cooler clothes and Akane being somewhat baffled but endeared. Akane won't even question, if Kou want to have a punk era, good for him, but when he finally connect the dots at his anxious behavior he will figure out exactly what kind of compliment Kou craves and overwhelm the poor kid.

Eventually every little piece and small issue would connect and Akane will call him out on his "I need to be useful" complex. Probably result in tears from Kou and regular training sessions.

Kou is incredibly powerful, he is a Minamoto! The only one who caught Mirai mid air, and all the monster he killed at the aquarium was while his weapon was sealed, so Akane would absolutely grow to respect him. Kou would also be a non tradicional fighter, knowing some tradicional exorcists attacks and some judo tecniques.

Akane consider getting homemade food the peak of displays of love (it's a fantasy that is brought up a LOT/ he was extremelly flustered when Aoi gave him a little homebaked sweet)

So despite Kou not thinking much of every bento he makes for Akane, his upperclassman would be delighted. Specially when Kou's meals become more and more tailored to Akane's tastes everytime Kou learns more about his preferences, made with Akane in mind. Add in how Akane naturally loves Kou cooking, even ship lenses, and every meal will be Akane's favorite time of the day.

Instead of leaving Akane to his fate when he is having even day to day troubles Kou would try to help now that he isn't so nervous anymore, and can move instead of reaching out and awkwardly staying in place. Just like when Tiara was troubling him and Kou immediately went to help.

They teamed up for damage control flawlessly. Just saying if they ever live together the chores would be split and all would be nice.

Akane always try to do things alone, and we are constantly said Akane get stuck with jobs no one want to do, helping others but not asking for help. Kou naturally always tries to do things for others, so he would tell him to relax when he is too tired and offer help in small tasks he can, like delivering papers to various clubs, things he would consider pretty unhelpful but Akane would be touched by, specially pre-relationship/the very start.

ALSO! Their height difference is cute! It would start with Akane being taller:

And if grown up Kou REALLY is the same as Teru, he'll become a little taller than Akane.

The idea of Akane either in complete denial his Kou looks like Teru when he gets older, or him genuinely being so in tune with every detail of his features that he is the only one who sees Kou as completely different and far more beautiful than Teru are equally funny to me.

[lotus--pond]

STARBOUND ASRICKUS THEORY (REVISED EDITION)

so we got SUCH backstory crumbs today so I'm rushing to revise my previous theory of Taruxians being extinct/near exinction because I don't think its true anymore

here's what we know:

Asri always speaks of his parents/brother in the past tense

He was one of the first people to leave his planet because of his species's size and their planets small area

they weren't always a bounty hunter, this original expedition was more of an exploration type beat, trying to learn more about the galaxy

something happened where the mission ended up going really bad

this something included both a past romantic relationship of Asri's and something that made them get seperated from or leave the rest of their ships crew.

Romeo and Asrickus met because Asri was at a port after everything had gone wrong with their mission and Romeo offered them a job as a bounty hunter

the rebreather was made by Asri's brother, Draxton

not all of this information is super relevant for theorizing, but I thought I'd include it anyways

so first of all, their original ship likely a. crashed, b. had some sort of malfunction or accident happen on it, or c. Asri was kicked off for some reason. Could it be another constant of the bound sherbs of thinking they killed their brother whether or not that's actually true? maybe there was some sort of accident that Asri was involved in where Draxton died and their ex blamed them for it and made them leave the ship? Even with everything he was telling Aura about himself today, he very much avoided talking about his brother or this mysterious ex. Trying to redirect or give short answers.

another reason I think Draxton might be dead/presumed dead ties back to a point in my earlier post about how Asri called his re-breather one of a kind. Is it one of a kind because the person who made them is now dead? idk, but I would like to find out.

another reason I think Asri may have been kicked out/not welcomed back to their home planet is his avoidance at building any sort of home. Both bounty hunters have said they don't want to build a house because they want to focus all their materials on getting off planet, and I'm sure that's part of it, but the way they talk about it makes me think there might be more to it. Like having any sort of home isn't an option for either of them, and while I don't know what that could imply for Romeo, I have a slightly better Idea for Asri's

He's afraid he'll mess up and get pushed out again. afraid people will realize whatever he did to get himself in this whole situation and be angry at him and force him out of his home again. If my theory stands and he did really kill Draxton, then he probably doesn't think he'll be welcomed back to his home anytime soon, maybe his parents aren't even dead, but he says he had a good relationship with them because he doesn't know where he stands now. He hasn't seen them since and doesn't know what they think of him now.

idk, just some food for thought. can't wait to get proven wrong as soon as new Asri lore pops up lmao

[mattspillowprincess]

Walk of Shame

Summary: you’re first time meeting Chris is….eventful to say the least.

Warning: suggestive, fluff, use of Y/N

AN: Can you tell I wrote this backstage at a dance recital? 

WC: 831

The room was warm, a soft glow coming from the lamp on Matt’s bedside table. The only sound was the hum of the air conditioning and our heavy breathing. Our bodies were covered in a thin layer of sweat, hair sticking to our foreheads, and the sheets were slightly damp. Matt slowly untangled himself from my arms and pulled out of me. I whined at the overstimulation and the loss of his heat. 

“Sorry,” He said softly, wincing at my whine. He got up and slid on a pair of boxers. He padded out the door and to the kitchen, grabbing two water bottles. Before returning to his room, he stopped to get a washcloth and lightly wet it. He walked back into his room and handed me a bottle.

 “Thanks,” I opened the bottle and took large gulps, downing half the thing in a couple of seconds. As he spread open my legs and started cleaning me up, I winced as I felt the cloth brush my most sensitive flesh, and he leaned down to kiss my thigh. 

“I know, I’m sorry,” He murmured against my leg. “Just a little more, you need to be clean,” He finished and tossed the rag to the floor. He climbed back up next to me, cuddling my side. He kissed the curve of my jaw. 

“Do you need anything else?” He mumbled against my skin, his voice deep and scratchy from tiredness. I shook my head. “I’m okay, thank you, though.” He nods, and I can feel him slipping into sleep. I fell soon after him, cuddled in his arms.

A couple of hours later, I woke up with an urgent pressure in my bladder. That bottle of water I drank before bed was catching up to me. I slowly climbed out of Matt’s arms, trying not to wake him. I had the vague thought that I should put on a shirt in case his brothers were up. I had never met them because this was my first time at Matt’s house, and they were out when we got back. We didn't exactly do any activities that would require his brother's help.  I threw on the t-shirt Matt was wearing that had ended up on his bedroom floor. The shirt was oversized but only big enough that it landed right under the curve of my ass. If I lifted it up at all, anyone would be able to see anything. 

I tiptoed out of Matt’s room, not wanting to wake him. I walked to his bathroom, quietly used it, and washed my hands. As I opened the door, there was a man a couple of feet in front of it, bent over putting clothes in a dryer. I had forgotten Matt lived with his brothers, and I jumped, stifling a scream. His head whipped up to see what had caused the scream, and he jumped when he saw me there. 

“Oh my god,” I panted, putting my hand over my chest to calm my racing heart. “I’m so sorry I forgot that Matt lived with his brothers, and I wasn’t expecting to see someone here so late at night.” I let out a breath. “Holy shit I think you just took of 10 years of my life” I laughed softly

“I’m sorry for scaring you. I didn't realize Matt had someone over, or I would've stayed far away from his room.” He laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck. 

“I'm Chris, by the way.” I smiled. “I’m Y/N.” He nodded, and his eyes slowly traveled down my body, which was barely covered by Matt’s shirt. I shifted awkwardly under the pin of his gaze. 

“I-i should get back,” I point to Matt’s closed bedroom door. “Yeah, yeah, uh…I guess I’ll see you around.” I nod and smile and walk past him to Matt’s room, praying my shirt hasn’t ridden up and he isn't getting a clear view of my ass as i walked away. I quietly slipped back into Matt's arm and he sleepily hummed. 

“Where did you go?” He asked, his voice groggy and gravely from sleep. “Just to the bathroom…I met your brother.” I admit softly. He lifts his head up, seeming more awake. “Which one?” “Chris,” I answer. “I forgot you lived with them and he scared the shit out of me when I walked out of the bathroom.” I laughed. “Pretty sure he also got a full view of my ass when I walked in here” Matt groans. 

“I’m gonna kill him. That view is mine and mine alone.” He pulls me closer to him and grabs my ass like he’s confirming that idea. 

I smirk and kiss his cheek. “Forget about that. Let’s sleep.” Matt grumbles and burrows deeper into the covers. “Tomorrow I’m burning his brain so he forgets that memory.” I laugh as I drift off to sleep, only one thought in my brain; This will definitely be talked about at our wedding.

[permettez-moi]

Oh oh oh! I've got some toooo!!!

Also Halt-centric I'm afraid, and for this one you can fully blame Solar, for making my Halt obsession stronger than ever with TRR(solaris' version)

I have got a Halt O'Carrick playlist (in order!), specifically centered around him leaving Hibernia, and the complex feelings around it. I like to think he wenr a little insane there for a while, so it explains a lot of my music choices.

Here we go:

Achilles come down - Gang of youths

This one, to me, is Halt's complex feelings about Ferris. Obviously, the main refrain 'achilles come down from the roof' refers to Halt, asking Ferris (or pondering about) why he saw a glimpse of Ferris with the roofing tiles.

'You're scaring us. Some of us love you, Achilles it's not much but it's proof"

Halt can sense that something is off with Ferris, something has been off with Ferris. But what?

'The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken, remeber the pact of our youth: Where you go I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping, there is no me without you.'

I like to think the brothers used to be quite close, but because they were raised to fulfill different roles they were always pitted against eachother, making them drift apart, not being able to stand eachother. Halt is asking for mercy, for whatever he is planning.

Halfway through it shifts, and Halt becomes more upset and disgusted by Ferris

'you are absent of cause or excuse, so self indulgent and self-referential. No audience could ever want you. You crave the applause, yet hate the attention, then miss it. Your act is a ruse. It's empty Achilles Ferris, so end it all now. It's a pointless resistance for you'

Halt recognises through his pondering that Ferris wants the throne for himself, out of greed. He knows ferris wouldn't be good king, wouldn't care for the people. He wants to be revered, but not bothered.

just put down the bottle, don't listen to what you've consumed. It's chaos, confusion and wholly unworthy of feeding and it's wholly untrue. You may feel no purpose nor a point for existing. It's all just conjecture and gloom. And there may not be meaning, so find one and seize it, do not waste yourself on this roof

The bottle: the babybottle that we were fed with. We were fed with the knowledge that I was meant to be great, and you were not. Our parents made you believe your world should revolve around me. Find something else to keep you gping on, something else that matters to you. Don't waste your life by killing me.

And then the last bits and pieces is Halt's final begging for Ferris to be defiant against what their parents taught them.

See how the most dangerous thing is to love

Ah, it's more courageous to overcome

Throw yourself into the unknown, with pace and a fury defiant, clothe yourself in beauty untold and see life as a means to a triumph

Choke - I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

Huhh. It is what it says on the tin. I like to interpret this one as a Ferris-Halt song.

Stop, drop and drag me into place and lock the fire escapes. I'll break your pretty face. Oh you clever little thing, the sycophantic teens. What a precious basket case

Halt antagonising Ferris, threathening him. 'If you do this you will never sleep soundly again. You are so stupid'

Ferris to Halt, fully angry:

Now shut your dirty mouth, if I could burn this town, I wouldn't hesitate to smile while you suffocate and die, and that would be just fine. And what a lovely time that it would surely be. So bite your tongue and choke yourself to sleep (death)

Halt to Ferris:

You get everything you want, and money always talks to the idiot savants

You might be well educated, but your greed got the better of you, you let yourself be manipulated.

And then once again a cut scene of Ferris trying to kill Halt.

[Three months later]

I found this in my drafts, I fear I'll never finnish it.

Other songs in the list:

The cult of dionysus - the orion experience (Halt suddenly getting to leave a restriction- and rule-free life and thus getting a bit crazy and overwhelmed by all he can do)

Middle finger - bohnes (Halt being angry towards ferris. This might be my favourite Halt song. This is halt saying 'fuck you Ill be a much better man than you ever were. 'Not your prisoner', 'you couldn't even look me in the eye when you let me go and then left me to die. There was no question that I would survive. [...] you can't surround a lion with a bunch of lazy sheep, the one thing about royalty is that we love to feast)

Suicide - xxxtentaction (Halt feeling sad and alone in this brave new world, facing the horror of what his brother has done to him)

The kid I used to know - arrested youth (Halt picking up again after his previous depressive episode, saying goodbye to his youth, to who he was, partially letting go)

Happy pills - weathers (going a bit drunk and crazy on his new life, resenting what it cost him to get where he is now. A grim joke to the fact that he is content now, but rarely truly 'happy' anymore, his past will always weigh on him.)

I'm not ok- the weathers (an addmittance to himself, he isn't okay, actually, he can't do this alone. (Admid the truth to crowley?))

Mama - my chem (an angry lashing-out at his mother, for setting Ferris up against him like this, by always enforcing the idea that Ferris will never be nr1)

House of memories - panic at the disco (a cry for Caitlyn, the years they had togheter)

Dear wormwood - the oh hellos (again a call for his mother, recognising her for who she is, how she manipulated the twins to become this)

Like real people do - Hozier (Cralt(ine) song of all time for me, a song from the others to Halt, saying how they love and accept him, no matter who he was or where he came from)

Y'all I need a little help.

I want to make RA character-themed playlists, and wanna expand my musical horizon while I'm at it!

So if you could be a sweetie and reblog this with your song-headcanons, itd be amazing! Go buck wild, ramble about the songs and connections to infinity, I'd love to read that too! <3

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[whenthelightisrunninglow]

i'm such a fan of their new outfits and so many of the new voice lines they have are SOOOO cute i'm gonna cry ... all the new non-event dialogue from ingo is so good too and i can't wait to see emmet's

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I’ve been thinking about lately is that small moment in “Air Turtle” where immediately after the Daves lose yet another game, Leo says how sorry he is and how he’s doing his best as the mascot. This moment is so short but it’s honestly jam-packed with a whole heap of characterization.

His need to apologize for things clearly not his fault - especially when it feels like he messes up the job he was given despite doing the best he can (the phrase “it’s not about you” takes a new meaning when this is one of the lessons to be learned from that - that he is not always solely responsible for things going wrong), his need to save face and make a connection with an older adult man in his life (something he consistently does throughout the series - he’s got a few daddy issues, always collecting potential father figures, it’s no wonder he jumps at the bit to keep rapport), and the way he sounds and looks and the words he chooses really pushes how he is just a kid (“Mr. the Dunk, I’m so sorry”).

Like I know it’s a one off moment that doesn’t truly mean much, but when put against the rest of the series it works really well with the rest of Leo’s established character and helps in solidifying later concepts as well.

[nots0nu]

Cedric week:

•Day four

•JAN 8TH• magical mishaps!!!!

[welcometogrouchland]

I miss them so bad (Dick and Damian)

[fruity-arsonist]

I can't wait for Tech to return ALIVE and wELL and for him to reunite with Phee (probably with kiss) and for Crosshair to be like

"Excuse me I think some people forgot to mention some things to me"