#they’re cute they’re happy and nothing went wrong ever

[mapacart]

Got bit by the Nielan bug 🩵💚

[ynscrazylife]

trouble (colt seavers x stunt double!reader)

Colt considers himself a pretty laid back man. He gets along well with a lot of people. Most people. It’s been a while, since his work with Tom, that he has had to deal with someone who really irked him. Until he meets you. The both of you are stunt doubles for the leads of a new, fast-paced action movie.

At first, he thinks you’re cute (well, as much as he tries to convince himself otherwise, he still does). The first stunt he does for the movie is one with you and that’s what gets you all in trouble. You don’t like what you see as a careless attitude he has when it came to stunts and he makes the mistake of joking that you should “take things more easily”. From then on, you guys are always squabbling over something.

It doesn’t help that when he finds out that you have a cool motorcycle stunt, he talks to the director in hopes that he’ll get the stunt instead. You find out about that and you’re not happy.

Well, the motorcycle stunt gets done. He can’t deny that you look great wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses, expertly performing the stunt in one take.

Now, he’s watching from behind the cameras as you perform another stunt, this time a car one. Your character’s involved in a car chase on a beach and you’re supposed to go barreling down the dock, only to stop right before the end of it.

The stunt’s going great, you’re getting on the dock, and then—

“It won’t stop. The brakes won’t—!” You yell into your mic, before the car pummels into the water and disappears.

For a split second, everything seems to be going in slow motion. Colt looks up from the camera to the actual dock—and you’re just gone. His heart begins to hammer as it sets in what really has happened. He can hardly think before he’s sprinting off, along with the medics on the set and other professionals, who are on standby in case anything goes wrong. And something has gone really, really wrong.

Someone grabs his arm, pulling him back to let the guys do what they have to do. They’re gathering equipment together, one person tying a rope around another person’s waist.

Colt feels sick to his stomach as he watches the man dive into the water, your panicked voice replaying in his mind. He’s heard you annoyed, exasperated, but never this. He’s seen stunts go wrong, but not to this extent.

He’ll save the thinking about whatever brake thing went wrong for later. His mind’s filled with you, your image, your fear.

The man with the rope resurfaces and there’s commotion about the angle the car’s at. He needs something that enables him to breathe longer underwater. Colt wants to scream as they fumble around with goddamn snorkeling equipment — you’re sinking underwater! He’ll go in himself if he has to.

Finally, the man dives in again, and after a tense minute, he emerges, carrying you.

He runs with the medics, unable to do much aside from stand there. One of the medics pounds on your chest and, when he sees that you aren’t breathing, he begins to feel like he can’t either. Colt snatches a blanket out of someone’s hands and kneels down beside you, begging for you silently to wake up.

After the second round of rescue breaths and CPR, you wake with a desperate gasp for air, for life. It’s the most beautiful sound Colt has ever heard. He wraps the blanket around your shoulders, helping you sit up as you focus on getting as much the air in as possible.

Your eyes flicker up to meet his. Nothing needs to be said in this moment. Colt rubs your back with the towel as a gurney is brought to you. “Up you go,” he murmurs, lifting you onto the gurney.

Your eyes stick on him as you’re strapped onto the gurney, a silent plea to not be left alone. Colt understands, he’s not about to leave you alone for a second. He follows the gurney towards the ambulance, as paramedics have now arrived.

He helps them lift the gurney into the ambulance and sits down inside, watching as the paramedics flock around you. One takes your vitals, the other places an oxygen mask over your mouth. He hears them talk about the possibility of hypothermia and takes a hold of your hand.

“I know you’re scared, but you’re gonna be just fine and I’m going to be here for you,” he whispers. He pushed people away when he had his back injury, but he’s not going to let you be alone while you recover. He promises himself that.

The ambulance arrives at the hospital and you’re whisked away. Despite knowing that you’re awake, Colt still worries. He tries to distract himself by updating the movie crew and talking to the hospital staff, continuously asking for any updates they might have on you.

Eventually a nurse out comes out and tells him that you’re asking for him. He practically runs to your room, having to force himself to slow down right before he enters. He has to be collected.

He’s not, at all, collected on the inside.

“Hey, troublemaker,” Colt greets as he saunters in, smiling because you’re all bundled up in blankets and you look absolutely adorable. He sits down in a chair next to you.

“Hi,” you say quietly, mustering up a smile.

He asks you about how you’re feeling, if you’re okay, about the monitors, practically interrogating you. He eases up when he sees you start to get overwhelmed with all the questions, though.

“God, that . . . That was scary,” he finally admits.

“I know,” you agree, gazing at him. How could a man you found to be so annoying be so sweet at the same time?

“That’s never gonna happen again. They’re gonna investigate and see what went wrong,” he assures you. He’d sent a very demanding text to the director about that.

You nod and he can see that you’re tired, which you have every right to be.

“You know, they say that body heat is the best way to warm someone up,” he says, smirking and only half-joking.

You roll your eyes at him. “Just sit with me, okay?” You ask him, patting the empty space on your bed.

He nods, taking his place. He stays until the nurses come to kick him out, and even then, with his charm, manages to negotiate a few more minutes. When you doze off on his shoulder, the nurses don’t have the heart to make him leave. He’s not gonna leave your side again.

[turcott3]

pov

juraj slafkovský x fem! reader

warnings?: angst, sadness, unprotected sex, p in v, and fluff

positions fics masterlist

~oh, ‘cause nobody ever loved me like you do, i’d love to see me from your point of view~

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you sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at your bare nails. one of the wives invited you to go with all of them to get your nails done, to which you hesitantly said yes. though it wasn’t exactly in your budget, you still agreed to go and bond with them.

“so what are your plans today baby?” juraj asks stepping out of the bathroom, brushing his teeth.

“the girls invited me to go get my nails done, i’m going but i won’t get anything i haven’t gotten paid yet.” you say making broken eye contact with the boy.

“one second.” he says re-entering the bathroom so finish brushing his teeth before exiting the bedroom. in your previous relationship, your boyfriend never helped you. he would poke and tease at things that weren’t funny, comment on your body and you weight, tell you how to act and went so far as to hit you from time to time. truth be told, getting back into a relationship scared you because you thought all those things would happen once again no matter who you were with. the last 4 months with juraj had been hard for you. he made you happy and was always kind but the voice in the back of your head always told you to keep him at arms length, no matter your label.

“here, take my card and get whatever you want.” he said re-entering the room, holding his card out for you to take.

“are you sure?” you replied softly.

“yes baby, get whatever you want. it’s on me i promise.” he says again, shutting his wallet and tossing it on his nightstand.

“thank you.”

“of course, i don’t want you to sit there and be left out.” he says kissing you on the head while he collected his clean clothes off the bed next to you. the way he made your heart dance was an all new feeling to you. every time he touched you it was like a butterfly sanctuary busted loose in your abdomen, every time he spoke highly of you, you felt like it wasn’t real.

“i better go, i don’t wanna be late.” you say checking the clock and standing up off the bed, grabbing your purse from the dresser.

“have fun, text me when you get there safe.” he calls from the room as you exit the apartment.

-

“so how’s everything with slaf?” arber’s girlfriend asks.

“oh he’s been great, he’s such a sweetheart.”

“he is, me and arber are very glad he has someone to love. he has such a big heart he deserves someone as beautiful as you.” she smiles at you.

“awe thank you steph.” you smile lightly, not being able to even accept the compliment in your mind. you’d never felt beautiful, you felt cute from time to time, but never beautiful. after two long hours, you were finally able to leave which relieved you. you didn’t feel like you fit in. all the wives and girlfriends were so beautiful and kind and radiant. none of those things fit you, or so you thought. you entered your apartment to see slaf still in bed watching tv.

“i’m home.” you say catching his attention. he gets up and shuffles into the entryway.

“let me see let me see.” he says asking to see your nails. you picked a simple red design on nude nails, considering it was now february it felt right.

“do you like?” you ask.

“they’re gorgeous. i love them.” he smiles widely at you kissing your hands before placing two gentle fingers under your chin pressing a short kiss to your lips, which you gladly accepted.

“thank you.” you blush, a full smile never cracking your face.

“what’s wrong?” he says noticing your shift in demeanor.

“it’s nothing.” you say pushing past him to enter the bedroom, grabbing your pajamas.

“it’s not nothing.” he says following hot on your heels.

“j, it’s fine.”

“baby tell me.” he says grabbing onto your biceps and pulling you closer.

“i don’t deserve you.”

“what do you mean?” he says, a look of confusion taking over.

“all the other girlfriends and wives, they’re so beautiful and funny and kind, i don’t feel like i fit in with them. it’s like they always are put together, have money, happiness and like they just do everything so effortlessly.” you say, failing to hold back the waterfall behind your eyes.

“no my love.” he says wrapping you up in his arms tightly, rocking you back and forth.

“i don’t deserve you.” you repeat.

“you deserve more than me actually. i feel every emotion you feel everyday. i know you’re scared, i know you don’t feel any of these things about yourself but you don’t see yourself from my point of view.” he states.

“what?”

“you’re so gorgeous and sweet and smart and thoughtful. you make everyday so much brighter for me. i was so lonely when i first came to montreal and you’ve flipped my world upside down. you make everything better y/n.” he says and all you can do it cry. you have no response.

“i don’t know what to say j.”

“you don’t need to say anything, let’s run us a shower and get into our pajamas for a movie night okay?”

“okay.” you simply replied smiling lightly. the two of you stepped into the bathroom, him turning the knob of the shower to warm. you slowly stripped down, suddenly feeling very aware of your body. you hugged yourself hiding your chest and stomach while slaf stripped down in front of you. he finally looks up at you, eyes showing the sadness he felt at you stance.

“stop hiding, you’re beautiful.” he says pulling your arms away from your body. he reaches into the shower to feel the water finally warm. he steps in, lending you a hand in assistance. he pulls you under the water with him as you laid your head on his chest and arms wrapped around his waist. his hands wandering their way down your back, landing firmly on your ass.

“juraj?”

“yes?” he replies as the two of you lock eyes. you say nothing and simply reach a hand to the back of his neck pulling his lips to yours anxiously. his hands moved up your back as he pulled you impossibly closer to him. you pulled away, placing your hands on his chest as your body is flush against his. the look in his eyes read far more than lust.

“let me love you y/n.” he says, running a delicate thumb across your cheekbone, his eyes locked on yours. your hand found his way on top of his as you smiled.

“i will.” you reply quietly. he reattaches your lips hastily, giving you a light tap on the ass. you jump, latching your legs around his hips, not once losing contact. the sexual tension in the room rising quickly. lifting your hips, he pushes himself inside you, burying his face in your neck. you moan out in pleasure as his tip hit the sweet spot deep inside you. he used his arms to guide you as you moved up and down on his dick at a consistent pace, losing your breath quickly. you wrapped your arms around his neck placing your head in his shoulder, trying not to deafen the brunette with your moans. at this rate it wouldn’t take you long to finish. noticing you clenching around him, he picks up his pace.

“so beautiful y/n.” he says breathlessly as you slap a hand on the wall for better stability as your skin slapped against each other. he made you feel things you’d never experienced. your eyes squeeze shut as you begin to see stars, knowing you were nearing your witts end. you feel all of your muscles relax suddenly, your legs becoming shaky at the sensation as he buries his own climax deep inside you. the two of you slowly come to a stop, him not placing you back on the ground just yet. you lift your head off his shoulder dazily and he kisses you lovingly.

“that was amazing.” you giggle, pulling him out of you.

“yeah it was.” he laughs setting you back down.

“i love you so much.” he simply says causing your heart to flutter.

“i love you too slaf.” you smile finally grabbing some kind of soap.

“might as well make use of the shower.” you giggle, pouring shampoo into both of your hands. once the two of you are out of the shower and changed you’re found nowhere other than your bed, wrapped up in each other.

“so how do you feel now?” he asks, his thumb lightly stroking your side.

“i feel a little better.” you say.

“how so?” he pries.

“i feel beautiful and i feel wanted.”

“that’s because both are true my love. if you ever don’t feel okay please come to me. i’m here for you always.”

“okay.” you say, fighting sleep to the sound of his rhythmic heartbeat.

-

[it-happened-one-fic]

Stuff of Fairytales - Floyd

Author Notes: Happy MerMay Twisted Wonderland! I won't lie, this fic kind of flew together while I was just sitting and chatting with my mom and sister. It doesn't have any specific music that it was written to or anything like that and my only real idea that went into this was MerMay. Nonetheless, I had fun writing this fic. As per usual, Reader is gender-neutral. I hope you enjoy!

Type: Gender-neutral reader/ MerMay/ fluff/ romance implied/ sfw

Word Count: 1264

Ignoring Floyd was always something that one did at one’s own risk. Especially when he was staring quite as pointedly as he was staring at me right now. And even more especially so considering that I was sitting on the edge of the pool while Floyd was in his merform.

He drifted over, and I cautiously met his stare, not entirely sure as to what I should expect from him.

For one thing, he’d been oddly peaceful this entire time. And while that didn’t necessarily mean anything, it still felt suspiciously like the calm before a storm.

He tilted his head, slowly coming to a steady stop right in front of me before crossing his arms and resting them on my knees, where I had my legs hanging over the edge of the pool and in the cool water, “Hey Shrimpy, did your world have any merpeople?” 

His tone was relatively innocent, but I still felt my eyebrows lift warily before I shook my head. Half-surprised by his question even as I answered him, “No… They’re the stuff of fairytales in my world…. Kind of like magic is.”

He hummed, rolling his mismatched eyes up to meet mine as he rested his chin on his arms. Almost as if he were, suspiciously enough, trying to look innocent.

I watched him silently for a moment before finally biting the bullet and questioning him as he continued to stare up at me, “Why?”

That singular word had a grin splitting its way across his face, perfectly displaying his too-sharp teeth that made so many others uncomfortable.

But just like how I’d somehow gotten used to his merform’s slimy texture, I was perfectly used to his sharp-toothed grins by now.

“Nothing~ It just explains why you had such a cute, surprised reaction when you first saw mine and Jade’s merforms.”

I rolled my eyes slightly at his teasing tone, even as I smiled despite myself at his words, “You say that like I was the only one who was surprised. I seem to recall Ace, Deuce, Jack, and Grim all being pretty shocked too.”

Despite my words, I couldn’t deny that I had been genuinely startled. Floyd and Jade were nothing like the fluttery, magical creatures I’d imagined as a child. Instead, they were far more dangerous-looking. Something that was fitting, considering their personalities.

But even then, there had still been something enchanting about seeing a merperson for the first time. Much less two of them.

Not that I was ever going to tell Floyd that. He was already amused enough as it was.

Floyd faux-pouted up at me in an almost playful manner, “But none of them were cute. They just looked like a bunch of guppies silently opening and closing their mouths.”

He paused as I fought the urge to snort at his analogy, and, as if somehow he could sense my amusement, he grinned again. His tail slashing through the water as his eyes all but sparkled at me, “You weren’t like that though, Shrimpy. Your eyes were all bright. Like you were excited.”

I almost sighed at his pointed, pleased-sounding words. Because while I couldn’t say that they were wholly accurate, they were a little too perceptive in a way that I could only describe as very Octavinelle.

Floyd, Jade, and Azul were all practically uncanny when it came to their ability to hit upon something people didn’t want them to know.

“I wasn’t excited….” I trailed off unconvincingly, not entirely sure how to defend myself in this situation since he wasn’t entirely wrong.

Lying would be useless. Floyd was so used to his brother’s slippery nature that he would be able to see through any fib I came up with in a nanosecond.

I didn’t have to rush, though. Floyd was waiting. An amused smile on his face as he waited for me to give up in a rare display of patience from the usually restless young man.

But then, I supposed being patient might be easier when victory was assured. His grin wasn’t making it any easier for me to come up with an excuse, though.

“Well, how would you react if you suddenly saw something out of a fairytale?!” I gave up in an exasperated half-surrender.

I refused to tell Floyd that a slight bit of childish enchantment and awe had shot through me when I’d first seen him and his brother’s merforms.

Doing that would just result in him telling his brother, and then there really would be no escaping the teasing and harassment.

As it was, I would just have to put up with Floyd’s teasing and amusement until he drifted onto another topic. He might bring back up my initial reaction to his merform every so often, but I could deal with that. 

After all, it was only fair with how often I got to pick him on numerous things as well.

At odds with my expectations of his laughter, Floyd straightened from where he’d been resting his chin on his arms this entire time and tilted his head in a thoughtful fashion.

After a brief moment, he grinned, and something ever-so-slightly worrying flickered through his mismatched eyes as he met my gaze once more, “I guess I’d squeeze ‘em.”

Before I could even think about reacting, his arms were wrapping themselves around my waist. Pulling me closer and squeezing me with a surprising degree of care considering who it was that I was dealing with.

I gasped slightly in surprise at both his actions and the cold from his wet arms, my hands flying up and grabbing hold of his shoulders in a slight panic. Not entirely trusting him to not pull me into the pool with him.

I didn’t go splashing down into the water though, and my reaction only caused Floyd to grin even more at me, “Your reactions are too much fun, Shrimpy~”

His words were all but cooed, and I frowned slightly, “Floyd, you know your slime is hard to get out of clothes.”

I scolded him in retaliation, continuing to frown down at him, but my words were met with little more than a nonchalant shrug from the merman, who certainly didn't seem like he was going to be letting go of me anytime soon.

In fact, he seemed perfectly content, smiling up at me from the pool that I was now perched precariously on the edge of. Fully relying on Floyd to keep me balanced as he held onto me.

He smiled, tilting his head slightly, perfectly unbothered as he grinned up at me, “Just use the washer at Octavinelle and tell Azul it’s my fault.”

I sighed at his words, feeling myself surrender ever-so-slightly as I let a smile slip onto my face. Sometimes it really did feel like there was no winning against Floyd, and, to be fair, his plan probably would work.

Azul was nothing if not used to Floyd’s mercurial ways that often caused him troubles. 

I relaxed, letting my hands continue to rest easily on Floyd’s shoulders as I smiled down at him, “Just don’t come whining to me later.”

 He outright grinned at my words, his eyes sparkling in an almost challenging way, “No promises~”

I shook my head fondly at both him and his words as I continued to smile down at the man who hugged me close to him.

Floyd himself might not exactly be the stuff of fairytales, but he was definitely  unforgettable, and there wasn’t a thing I would change about him. 

Even if he could be a pest sometimes.

[nyoomfruits]

hello i am once again gently nudging you towards loscar with ³⁾ “i’m guessing that the fact you’re already home will tell me everything i need to know about how your date went.” from the roommates to lovers section 🫶🏻

i actually went happy this time r u proud of me

“i’m guessing that the fact you’re already home will tell me everything i need to know about how your date went.”

“Hey,” Logan says, looking up from where he’s sprawled out on the couch, Playstation controller in hand, bag of chips open next to him. There had been a part of Oscar who had hoped he’d gone to bed already, so Oscar could’ve slipped in unnoticed, stumble into his bedroom and mope about the sorry state of his life, but then again. It was only 9. Which was kind of the whole problem.

Logan’s face turns sympathetic. “I’m guess that the fact you’re already home will tell me everything I need to know about how your date went, huh?” He asks, as Oscar flops onto the couch next to him with a deep sigh, not even bothering to take of his jacket or his shoes.

“Fucking hell,” he says, letting his head tip backwards against the couch pillows.

“So?” Logan asks, nudging him in the side. He’s wearing soft gray sweatpants and a t-shirt Oscar is 90% sure once belonged to him. “What was wrong with this one?”

Oscar winces. “When you say it like that you’re making me sound like some kind of overly critical serial dater.”

Logan raises an eyebrow. Oscar sighs. “Nothing, alright. Just like there was nothing wrong with the last one, or the one before that, or the one before that. They’re all just. Fine.”

“But none of them feel right,” Logan says, nodding knowingly. “It’s okay, we will find you the right person. They have to be out there, right?” He tips his head towards Oscar, beaming smile on his face. Logan has that, that undying believe in The One, that hunger for romance and meet cutes and The Perfect Moment. Oscar likes that about him. Loves that about him, his undying optimism when it comes to love.

He likes it a little less when Logan is using all that optimism to find Oscar The One, especially when Oscar has already found his One ages ago. He’s currently sitting next to him on the couch, Playstation controller in hand, looking at him with big hopeful eyes.

And god. If he knew there was a chance, if Logan had ever given a sign. But he hadn’t. He had just been cheery, sweet, optimistic Logan, the same way he was with their friends, and so Oscar had gone along with it, the whole Finding The One thing. It was good for him, he thought, going out there. Meeting other people. Seeing if there’s someone out there for him.

But every date, all that happens is that it confirms what deep in his heart he already knows: that he’s in love with Logan, and no one is ever going to be Logan. He’d cut tonight’s date short after only half an hour, not wanting to waste the girl’s time when she was clearly so into it, not wanting to string her on.

And it’s getting exhausting, so exhausting. The disappointed faces when he tells them there’s not going to be a second date, when he goes home early, when he leaves. The reminder, the constant reminded, that the one thing he wants, he cannot have.

“Maybe we should stop,” Oscar says, mostly to the TV, where Logan’s game is paused. “Trying to find me someone, I mean.”

“What? No, Oscar you can’t give up,” Logan stresses, turning all the way towards him. “We’ll find them! They have to be out there, right?”

Oscar closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, turns towards Logan. “What if I’ve already found them?” He asks, and god. Is he. Is he really doing this. Is he doing this now.

Why not now? His brain whispers. If not now, when?

“Oh,” Logan says, and his face turns almost painfully neutral. “Wait, really? When?”

“Ten years ago,” Oscar says. “First day of college.”

Logan blinks at him. “What,” he says, and then his face turns into a frown. “Oscar, what the fuck, have you been… Jesus, why have I been putting all this effort in to find you someone then? If this whole time-“

“I didn’t know if they liked me back,” Oscar says.

“And now?” Logan asks. He’s frowning, and Oscar wants to kiss the little lines between his eyebrows, take all his worries away.

“I don’t know,” Oscar says. “But it think it’s time I try.”

“Right,” Logan says. “Well, I still would’ve liked if you told me. We’re still best friends, and all. And roommates. Like I feel like this is stuff you would tell your roommate/best friend, you know? I mean, I’m not mad, about the dates, but I just think-“

Oscar cuts him off. Rather effectively, if he says so himself. His mouth presses against Logan’s half open one, and as far as kisses go, it’s a bit clumsy. The angle’s all wrong, and Oscar is still in his coat, and Logan is gripping the Playstation controller like it’s his only life line, and it’s really more a press of lips before Oscar is pulling away again.

“It’s uh. You,” he says. “The person. That’s why I didn’t. Well. Tell you,” Oscars says, a little awkwardly. It’s hard to guess what Logan’s thinking, which sucks, because usually the guy’s an open book. They didn’t kiss long enough for Oscar to definitely day he kissed back, and now Logan is just staring at him, slightly open mouthed.

“Oh,” he eventually says. “I. Wait. Why didn’t. Why didn’t you think I liked you back?” He asks, and Oscar’s heart does a little jump. Does that mean?

“You’ve been actively been setting me up with other people. For years,” Oscar says.

“Oh, yeah, that,” Logan says, looking a little bashful all of a sudden. “I just, you know. If it wasn’t going to be me, I just. I wanted to be someone good. Someone that deserved you.”

“What about you,” Oscar says, swallows. “Could you be… Are you someone good?”

Logan smiles, and it breaks open his whole face, lights him up like he’s the sun to Oscar’s moon. “Some might even say the best,” he says, with a cheeky little grin, and Oscar is too relieved to scold him on his cockiness, so instead he surges forward again, presses their lips together in another kiss.

A proper one, this time.

[finn-is-in-the-house]

hey um can i just rant a second about the ships in saiki k? :P

there are some ships yall hate just cause they’re straight and it shows. teruhashi and saiki are actually a good couple and people need to accept that. teruhashi used to be attracted to him just because he wasn’t attracted to her, but that’s another long rant. she had a lot of character growth throughout the series and i think she now genuinely has feelings for saiki.

but a lot of people don’t like this ship because there is another one that has teruhashi in it that’s sapphic (imu rifuta x teruhashi kokomi).

now don’t get me wrong, i have nothing against this ship. its cute and i can kinda see it.

but when has teruhashi ever, ever shown even a hint of attraction to imu? it’s a completely one sided crush in canon. imu even said she wanted to see teruhashi happy by finding her a guy she likes, implying that teruhashi is only attracted to men.

there are a few instances where saiki seems to reciprocate teruhashi’s feelings, like in s2 when he gasps to teruhashi after she wasn’t as arrogant (although she didn’t catch it) or in reawakened where the last thought he hears before finally deciding to embrace his powers and save the world is teruhashi’s. (there are also other instances but i got lazy)

and dear god do not get me started on yumehara x kaidou.

i’m a huge kubokai fan and even i can admit that they could be cute together.

hell, when chiyo confesses her feelings, (s3 e2, i think) he blushes (a lot) and there are other times in which he’s attracted to girls, like when he went to teruhashi’s house.

yall don’t like these ships cause they’re straight. and it really bothers me how that’s the only thing that you need to dislike an otherwise perfectly healthy ship.

[loremaster]

happy belated mermay! i drew that final pic after i went with my family to the new england aquarium recently, and picked out something they had there for each of the nocturnal detectives - plus kurumi! more description (spoilers) under the cut:

kurumi - piranha! it fits her color scheme, and her little freckles… and well, you know *bites you*

yuma - emperor tetra. actually i lied this one wasn’t at the aquarium i had to look it up

yakou - anemone man. ouughhh so sillyyyy

desuhiko - tried to ID the guy I took a picture of and it looked closest to the crosshatch butterflyfish. could be wrong though.

halara, fubuki - i could not find the labels for either of these fish unfortunately

vivia - electric eel (yeah he’s there, look again)

———-

the mermaids were kinda based off these species, except fubuki changed to a betta fish. bred for glamour, not for function. she is out there living her best life tho!!! nothin gets this mermaid princess down!!!!

obviously squid shinigami (squidigami) is based off ursula. but also i liked her having squid tentacle hair. woomy!

i imagine it would actually be kind of a reverse ursula situation though (reversula?). poor unfortunate amnesiac yuma would go up to sea witch shinigami asking her for his memories back, but she reveals she was the one who took his memories in the first place, and they’ve actually already made a deal. which she’s not going back on, sorrynotsorry lol!!! of course he’s actually not a mermaid at all but a human under a spell to go investigate…. something underwater. idk. maybe the mystery labyrinths are still a thing in this universe?

vivia, i’m sorry to say, would be a hundred times more miserable than we ever see him in canon, because guess what. no books. he’d still have some sort of coping mechanisms like watching other fish, watching stuff above the surface of the water, wanting nothing more to join them and fly someday. (the dragonflies, of course, are a reference to the famous water bugs and dragonflies story.) he’d still find something to get distracted by… although if he had his forte he probably would ghost up to the surface and read whatever the humans are reading up above. i guess this would make him the real ariel of the story.

kurumi of course is still based on a piranha, because it’s cute. of course these fish shouldn’t all live together but whatever. it’s mermaids. she probably is still some kind of informant, and probably hangs out near yakou’s place a bunch.

i could see yakou running some sort of shop. or if he’s still into detective work, he’d probably need kurumi as an assistant since he’s uh. not much of a swimmer. (he claims he can too swim, but it’s really silly looking. google swimming anemone. you’ll thank me.) he considers those little teeny fish to be pests (or at least claims they are. they’re probably helping him hide some sort of secret in there.)

desuhiko is a wandering trader with a keen sense of fashion. he’s great at repurposing sunken sails into mer-clothing, not so great at making sales. also the fact that his hair is gelled is way more obvious when everything is underwater. he’s basically got a helmet.

halara of course puts up an intimidating front, but has a secret soft spot for cute sea creatures. i asked my irl friend what she’d consider ‘the cat of the sea’ and she said pufferfish. i do think they are very cute and make a lot of sense as an allergen. but i don’t think halara’s taste is limited to pufferfish only, no no no. they like anything cute.

fubuki has got to have been kept captive before the story - by humans? or other mermaids? but either way, now she’s free and having a blast exploring the deep blue ocean. she really wants to know what kind of exciting creatures live in the deep!!!

and that’s it. hopefully all this description makes up for being 2 days late to mermay LMAO. i guess now it’s merGAY

[runningincircl3s]

Nothing Ever After

Noah Sebastian x Reader x Vinny Mauro

Chapter Thirteen

chapter warnings: tiny smut warning? it's nothing too graphic at all!

i guess this is a filler chapter? it's just chaotic and fun! happy monday bffs :)

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“No, I’m totally convinced y/n and Vin are gonna get together after this tour- if they haven't already- I mean, have you seen the way she looks at him?” Justin said, taking a sip of his water. The guys were getting ready to set  up at the next venue, most of them gathered in a group in the parking lot. “And catching them the other day just proves my point.”

“Wait, what?” Noah questioned, trying to conceal the way his blood was beginning to boil at the thought of you and Vinny. He had noticed how the two of you had suddenly grown closer, but surely Justin had got it all wrong. You and Vinny were just friends, right?

“I went to get changed after the show yesterday and there they were in the dressing room, all over each other.” 

“What do you mean?” Folio laughed nervously, noticing the change in Noah's expression.

“I mean he had her pinned against the wall.” Justin chuckled, “I’m totally here for it, I think they’re cute together.” 

“Yeah, a perfect couple.” Noah mumbles, crossing his arms. “Hey, where are they?” 

“Vin’s taking a nap.” Ricky says defensively, “Why?”

“I just need to ask him about uh… Something... real quick.” Noah says as he marches towards the bus. 

The bus was silent, which wasn’t exactly calming his nerves. However, as he approached the bunks, he realised Ricky was right. There he was, asleep, with you nowhere to be seen. 

“See, I told you he was asleep.” Ricky says, looking up as he watches Noah dart from one bus to the other. 

“Y/n?” He calls out, and you turn your head away from your laptop. 

“Hey, what’s up?” 

You watch as Noah messes with the buttons at the front of the bus. 

“How the hell do you lock this thing- Oh!” He presses a button and the doors make a clicking sound, and you assume he found the lock button. 

“Noah, what’s going on?” You ask, setting your laptop down as you get up, feeling slightly worried. 

“Tell me you’re mine.” 

“Excuse me?” You ask, slightly taken back. 

His large hand comes to cup your face, his eyes darkening as they meet yours. 

“Tell me. You’re mine.”

“Noah…” 

His eyes were darker than you’ve ever seen them and the grip he had on your face was tightening, you had to bite your lip to suppress the whimper that wanted to slip from your mouth. You swallowed hard, feeling your breath becoming heavier and a dull ache between your thighs. 

“I won’t ask again.” He warned, pushing you against the wall, his leg slipping between yours. 

“I’m yours, Noah.” You tell him, looking up at him through your lashes as he squishes your face in his hand, a proud yet devilish smile on his face.

“Good girl,” he whispered, finally leaning down to capture your lips with his, “You’re all mine.” 

“Yours,” you whimper between kisses, your hand sliding down his body as you begin to palm his cock over his joggers. 

Outside, the guys are still talking as Vinny gets off the bus, wearing a pair of sunglasses he received from a fan at one of the shows. As he joins the others, they all look between each other, waiting for somebody to speak first. 

“You okay, Vin?” Ricky chuckles, watching as Vinny shakes his head. 

“No my fucking head hurts, and it’s so bright out here. I thought by having a nap my headache would go away but it feels even worse.” He groans. 

“Want some aspirin?” Matt asks, “I’ve got some on the bus.”

“Can I?” He asks, pulling his hood over his head. “I’d appreciate that.”

Matt nods, walking over to the bus, attempting to open the door but failing. 

“Shit, it must have locked itself again, Noah’s got the keys.” He groaned, knocking on the door, “Can someone unlock the door please?” He shouted. 

Noah suddenly pulled away. He had you against the wall of the bus, your legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded into you. You were tugging on his hair as he attacked your neck with his mouth, but the banging on the door made the both of you jump, quickly rushing to throw your hoodie and shorts back on, and Noah pulled his boxers and joggers back up, trying to catch his breath as he fixed his hair, rushing over to the door. 

“One second!” He shouted, trying to find the button to unlock the bus. “Which one is it?” He was trying to buy you time as you rushed back to your bunk, grabbing your laptop on the way. “Wait, I got it!” 

As Noah pressed the button, the door opened and Matt sighed, walking up the steps and on to the bus. 

“I told our driver the doors fucked, I got locked out the other day when I come back to- Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah… why?” Noah questioned. 

“You look a little flustered,” he began to smile, “Is y/n here?”

“Yeah, she’s working in her bunk, why?”

“Why all the questions, Noah?” He teased, walking over to where his bag was, digging through it to find the aspirin for Vin. “Next time you want to fuck on the bus, don’t leave your panties on the floor.” He says, looking between you and Noah. 

“What? We weren’t-” 

“It’s okay! I won’t tell the others, but you could’ve waited until tomorrow when we’ve got our own rooms, for the love of god!”

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You have officially been on tour for a month now, and it has been the best time of your life. You had met so many new people and had opportunities you never would have expected before. You were invited to do an interview backstage at a festival that the guys were playing at for a couple days, answering questions about how you got the role of touring photographer. You didn’t want to tell them it was because you were friends with Bryan, so you explained how you did a photography club in school, and how it had led you here. 

Matt warned you that if the questions started to get too personal then to not answer them, and there was one particular question that pissed you off. 

“So, some Bad Omens fans have taken to social media and have speculated that you’re dating Noah Sebastian. Can you tell us anything about that?”

You let out a laugh at how ridiculous that was. 

“No. There’s nothing to tell, my private life is exactly that- private. Whether we were dating or not is nobody’s business, but to the twelve year olds and stalkers out there, no. I’m not dating your parasocial boyfriend.”

“Well that told them!” The interviewer chuckled nervously, “and Bad Omens are touring with Motionless in White right now, can you tell us any backstage secrets or gossip you might have heard from either bands?”

“Vinny Mauro loves mayo!” You smiled mischievously, “Any fans that see him about on the streets, meet him in VIP, or even send gifts to him, give him mayo! He’ll be so thankful! And also, Jolly snores!” 

“Well, we would’ve never known that if it weren’t for you! Thank you, y/n! We hope to see you here again next year!” 

“Thank you for having me.” You smiled and the interview finished. 

“Why the fuck would you say that?” You heard someone groan as you began to leave, and you turned to see Vin standing by watching. . 

“How long have you been there?” 

“Since Bryan told me you had an interview.” He smiled, “Why the hell did you tell them I like mayo?”

“Because you don’t.” You smirked. 

“It’s all I’m ever gonna get sent now, just you wait, y/n y/l/n, I will get my revenge!” 

“Yeah, I’d like to see you try.” You stuck your tongue out as you walked past him, before turning back to look at him, “How long until you’re on.” 

“Oh it’s hours away, why?”

“Because in 15 minutes Rain City Drive are playing their set and I don’t want to go by myself.” 

“You don’t want to go by yourself?” He laughed, before giving in, “Fine, I'll come with you. What stage are they playing?”

You dragged Vinny with you to watch Rain City Drive play their new album, and although he told you he’s not heard any of these songs before, you were happy to see he seemed to like them. 

“What’s this one?” He asked as you were dancing along to one song in particular.

“Medicate me!” You told him, taking his hands as you continue to bounce around, “What do you think?”

“I like this one.” He smiled.

"I thought you would... I'm going to go back to my room tonight and make you a playlist of songs I think you'd like." You smiled

"I'd like that," he said, "I'll make one for you too... Hey, do you wanna see Loathe with me after this? They're playing on a different stage so I think we could just about make it before I have to get ready to go on."

"Sure!"

I know you're leaving and I tell myself I'm over your love

Hard to believe it when I taste you on the tip of my tongue

You continued to sing along, dancing beside Vinny who just looked happy to be here.

“Oh my God... It can't be... Vinny?!” You hear someone shout from behind you, and a little group of fans all spoke with him and asked Vin for a picture. 

“Are you the new photographer for Bad Omens, y/n?” One of the people asked you. 

“Yeah, I wouldn’t say I’m their photographer because that’ll always be Bryan, but I’ve been touring with them.”

“The picture you posted of Noah and Ricky together has been my lock screen for like two weeks now, look! I have your notifications on so I know when you post and I always get so excited!” They told you, warming your heart as they showed you their wallpaper on their phone.

“Well Motionless in White’s photographer couldn’t be here today so I’ll be filling in for him, so you can expect some more pictures in a couple days.”

“Oh my god! Please get some more of Ricky!” They begged. 

“I’ll try my best,” you chuckled, “Are you gonna be there for their set?” 

“Of course! Why would I miss it?” They grinned, and their friends started to walk off. “It was great to meet you!” 

“You too!” You smiled, waving as they walked off. “Wow,” you said to Vinny, “that’s the first time someone’s ever come up to me.” 

“You better get used to it.” He laughed. 

As their singer Matt thanked everybody for showing love on their new album they announced they were going to sing one last song, and as much as you would've loved to stay for it, Vinny wanted to go and see Loathe on another stage so you watched him put his sunglasses back on before taking your hand and finding the way to the other stage.

You told yourself he was only holding your hand so you didn't lose each other in the sea of people, but you couldn't help but feel warm inside at the feeling of his skin on yours.

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For the first time in weeks, you were back on stage with Motionless in White, taking pictures of each member, the stage as a whole, and some of the crowd. You had been Bad Omens' photographer last night so that Bryan could watch one of his favourite bands perform, and when Chris asked if you could fill in for their photographer tonight you didn't hesitate to say yes. You were always in awe of these guys when they were on stage, but there was something different about their energy this time, even after a month on the road they were still giving it their all. 

You kept finding yourself watching Vinny in particular, he was in his own world behind his drum kit, and it took your breath away. You caught yourself staring, and took your camera over with you to get a shot of him from the side, and as you look back at the pictures, you realise there was a slight smirk on his face. 

“You guys were awesome!” You cheer as they walk backstage to where you had been briefly waiting as they threw out guitar picks, setlists, drumsticks, and anything else they could think of. 

“I can’t believe I fell again.” Rick sighed, picking up a bottle of water. 

“You did?” You laugh, you must have completely missed it, clearly your attention was elsewhere throughout the show. 

“You didn’t see?” Ryan laughed, “He was there one minute then he was gone! I thought he’d gone off stage until I watched him get back up.” 

“Well it’s totally fucked my back.” Ricky groaned. 

“Someone get the old man some ice!” Chris joked, earning a glare off Rick. 

You waited as the guys all got changed, and you walked with Ricky and Vinny back to the bus. 

“Update,” Vinny pointed at the camera, “We just got done playing to like… three hundred million people, it was fucking awesome!” He claps, thinking of something else to say, “Y/n took some hot pictures of me, Rick fell off the stage-”

“I didn’t fall off the stage,” Ricky interrupted, turning the camera to his face, “I misjudged where the platform was.”

“Rick fell off the stage.” Vinny repeated, “And now we’re about to go play some Mario kart.”

“Y/n do you have anything to add?” Rick pointed the camera at you. 

“Motionless in White rock,” you said proudly, “It was great to…” You trailed off as your phone vibrated, and you saw it was a text from Noah, who should've currently been on stage with Poppy. 

“Just got off stage. Where are you?”

“I need you so fucking bad”

You froze, forgetting about the camera pointed at you. 

During the weeks you’d been touring, you and Noah had managed to keep your ‘relationship’ private, meaning only Angela, Vin, Folio and Matt knew what you were up to. You’d use each other for stress relief more than anything, or when Bad Omens would finish a show the two of you would go missing for twenty minutes because the adrenaline that was pumping through Noah’s veins would quickly switch to horniness- to put it bluntly- and he needed a release.

However, you’d be lying if you said Noah was the only thing on your mind as he’d have you pushed up against the wall, or on a table, pounding into you from behind. Your mind would often bring you back to how Vinny was when you were together that night, and how you longed to have him again, but he made it clear the two of you were strictly just friends, or so you assumed. You didn't mind this, you loved Vinny and were happy that you and him could still get along so well after everything. But there was still a part of you that wished the circumstances were different, especially when you'd get jealous seeing him flirting with other women, or how you'd hold back tears when he'd bring someone back to his hotel room or when you'd be on the bus and look over at him and just wished you could kiss him.

You weren't going to reply to Noah, you’d told the other guys you’d go back with them and play Mario kart, but you could still feel an ache between your thighs that had been there since you watched Vinny during slaughterhouse. Your knees weakened every time it got to a certain part in that song, but something was different about today.

“I’ll be 10 minutes.” You replied to Noah, and suddenly brought your hand up to your head. 

“Fuck, I think I’m getting a headache, I think I need to lay down, I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” You say, quickly turning around and heading towards the Bad Omens trailer. 

Ricky and Vinny look at each other as you walk away. 

“That’s weird.” Rick points out, “She got a text and suddenly she's just... left?” 

“Maybe she got some bad news,” Vin suggests, “I’ll check up on her later.”

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Wobbly on your legs, Noah handed you your clothes to get dressed as he fixed his hair in the mirror. Your time together was cut short as Noah got a call reminding him he had somewhere to be, he told you he thought he had more time but clearly he got it wrong.

"I just wish we could spend more time together." You frowned, pulling your shorts back up.

"What do you mean?" He asked, leaning against the desk in the band's trailer.

"I mean it feels like I only see you when you want something from me," you sighed, "It'd be nice to spend a day together when we're off, but you're never around. It's not that I don't like hanging out with the others, but it'd be nice for you to be about more."

"I'm sorry." He looked away from you as he shook his head slightly, "There's just a lot going on at the moment, I don't get any time to myself either. How about the next time we have a day off we spend it together, yeah?"

"I'd like that." You smile, hearing your phone ring from the desk Noah was stood at.

"It's Vinny," he said, handing you your phone, "I'll let you let yourself out, I need to get to this interview."

"Okay, see you later?"

"Of course." He gave you one last smile before heading out the door, and you quickly answered your phone.

"Hello?" You asked, wondering what Vin could want.

"Hey, I just wanted to check up on you. You left quite suddenly earlier., is everything okay?" His concern made you smile to yourself, but then you felt bad knowing what you were actually getting up to behind his back.

"Yeah, I took some painkillers and I'm feeling better now."

"Good," he smiled on the other side of the phone, "D'ya still wanna come and hang with us? Ryan's been waiting for you to kick his ass like you said you would."

"There's no backing out!" You heard Ryan shout, making you chuckle as you slipped your shoes on.

"No, I'll be there in 10. You're on the bus, right?"

"Yeah, we are. I'll look out for you."

"Thanks." You smiled, ending the call.

The walk to the guys' bus wasn't too long, but your feet were aching from standing all day, and running around the stage. You reflected on the last two days as you made your way past other bands' buses and trailers, really appreciating the opportunity that had been handed to you.

You thought about the atmosphere when Bad Omens were getting ready to go on stage the night before, how hyped Folio was and how his energy was so contagious.

Then your mind brought you back to this afternoon, you and Vinny stood watching Loathe's set whilst they played is it really you. The way he was singing along, swaying to the music and the smile on his face as he shook his head in what appeared to be embarrassment when you complimented his singing.

"No," you grinned, "I really like your singing!"

"Shut up." He couldn't hide the smirk on his face as he looked up at the stage, avoiding any eye contact with you.

"I mean it! Maybe they should get your vocals on the next album."

"I hate you." He chuckled, and you couldn't help but smile at how beautiful he looked as he blushed at your compliment.

Before you knew it, you had reached Motionless' bus. You couldn't help but find it funny this afternoon when Vin complained about Bad Omens getting a trailer when they were stuck on their bus, but Ryan explained it was probably because they were headliners.

As you were welcomed on to the bus by Justin, you dumped your bag on the table and sat down next to him. Ryan, Ricky and Vinny were all too busy playing Mario kart to even acknowledge you, and you sighed, reaching for your phone in your pocket.

"Is everything okay?" Justin asked, noticing the pissed off look on your face.

"Yeah..." You sighed, you were still upset with Noah and how abruptly he left just now, but you couldn't tell the guys that. "I'm just tired and hungry."

"It's a good job we've got plenty of snacks then." Justin smiled, reaching for the plastic bag that was on the floor beside the couch, sliding over the table to you.

"Fuck you, I quit!" Rick sighed, dropping the controller to the table as the tv screen lit up saying Ryan won the round. "You guys have to be cheating."

"You wish," Vinny laughed, reaching for his water bottle, "Y/n?" He motioned to Rick's controller and you slowly nodded your head.

"I'm gonna beat your asses."

"And if you don't?" Vin smirked.

"You really doubt me?" You raised an eyebrow, "It's on, bitch."

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i’m still not over apocalypse fest or dj vinny in the slightest so expect that to come in later chapters because i simply can’t stop thinking about it…

@rumoured-whispers @collisionofyourkissmakesitsohard @lma1986 @thisbicc @dominuslunae @miss570 @miamore0570 @jilliemiw86 @itsyaboinoah

[gaybananabread]

Hi!!! 💖 If 21 isn’t filled yet for tickletober, do you think you could do ler Asmodeus and lee Fizzarolli from Helluva Boss? The new episode has me craving for some tickle content for them they’re so cute!! Hope you’re well and take all the time you need. 💖

TickleTober Day 21 - New Discovery

Writing this one made me happy. I dunno what it was, but writing the scrunkles just boosted my happy brain chems. I know I’ve been squeaking these in at like 11:50 something at night, but I actually paced myself this week and loved getting this out! Hopefully you like reading this as much as I did writing it. Enjoy!

Lee: Fizzarolli

Ler: Asmodeus

Summary: After a shitty day, Fizz is more than ready for some love from his partner. Ozzie is happy to help, though he does it in his own silly way. After all, what's love without some laughter?

Warnings: swearing (obviously), implied murder (don't worry, they deserve it)! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Hell's worst kept secret…

Not wrong, but the title still pissed the pair off. Ever since the kidnapping incident, they had been a bit more open with their relationship. They obviously weren't announcing it; all of Hell didn't need to know that Ozzie and an Imp were together. But around the factory and his quarters, the fruits were showing more PDA and less shitty excuses when they were caught. 

The workers knew better than to say anything.

Still, the occasional whisper or snide comment outside of Asmodeus's safe zone got the jester's blood boiling. Especially when they were about his man.

"Did you hear about Asmodeus and that little imp? Man, what a way to fall. Never thought the embodiment of Lust would do that to himself." The second demon nodded, smirking. "Oh, Fizzer-something? Yeah, a big rooster and a clown. Sounds like the plot of a shitty porno." "Heh, they kinda are!"

Oho, Fizz wanted to rip their throats out and shove them so far up their-

Whooo-kay. Deep breaths, deep breaths. He promised Asmodeus that he wouldn't let small-minded loudmouths get to him, especially sinners. But they so deserved it, and he was just a few feet away…

They just had to keep talking, though. "And hey, he didn't even pick a working one! The thing's defective! Robotic limbs and shit. Dude really needs higher standards."

That was it. The jester turned, running at them with nothing but rage and hate in his eyes. The dumb fuckheads barely had time to begin a plea before Fizz went to town.

-

When his Fizzie got home, Ozzie immediately knew something was wrong. His partner’s colorful clothes were coated with black blood. The sin hurried over to him, surveying the imp for injuries before scooping him up into his arms. “Fizzie, babe, what happened?”

Asmodeus’s voice radiated concern, comfort and love for the jester. Fizzarolli couldn’t have gotten any luckier when him and the demon connected for the first time. Or the second. Or the many, many times after that. Eh, who needs labels?

“Some…assholes, spewing shit about you and me. I tried, but…they needed a lesson on how to shut up.” One of the robotic arms was damaged in his fit of rage. Apparently the loudmouthed sinners had a bit of fight in them. Fizz still disposed of the garbage; he just got a bit messy.

Ozzie sighed, nuzzling his feathery head against Fizz’s smooth skin. “Froggie, I love that you wanna defend me, but it’s not worth you getting hurt. I’d take all the shit-talk Hell has to offer if it meant you’d be okay.”

So mushy… The imp rolled his eyes, secretly melting inside at the sweet words. “Alright, alright, I get it. No more fighting over your honor. Tell Hallmark the message worked.”

Then he did Fizzarolli’s most favorite thing ever. He laughed, a deep snort kicking off the rumbling chuckles. Fizz laid his head on Ozzie’s chest, feeling the vibrations and listening to the short burst of amusement. The sin stood, sighing out a final huff before carrying his partner to their bed. It was the only one big enough for Asmodeus, let alone Fizz, to fit. 

Following their pattern, Ozzie removed his elaborate suit, slipping on his robe instead. He then helped the jester peel away the blood-stained outfit, quickly drawing a bath for him. They were at the point where it was just second nature; one of them has a bad day, they get a warm bath, cuddles and shitty RomComs until they fall asleep. That day was Fizz’s day to be pampered.

After some calming back rubs in a nice bath, all blood was clean and the imp was feeling a bit better. Ozzie got him a new arm, making sure to give him little forehead kisses as he worked. Finally, they were ready to lay down.

Surprising no one, Ozzie was the big spoon. He hugged Fizz close under the covers, rubbing his back soothingly. The Lust ring’s RomCom channel played distantly on the TV.  It was barely a minute before the jester was dozing off. The sin’s touch softened, absentmindedly wandering across Fizzarolli’s bare skin. 

His feathery fingers eventually made their way to the imp’s sides. Fizz was drawn from his sleepy stupor by an unexpected buzzing along his side. A feeling he hadn’t felt in quite some time. He squirmed a bit, feeling the fingers go back to his back. The moment he settled back down, however, they returned. 

A quick glance at Ozzie’s dreamy expression told him that the sin wasn’t doing it on purpose. The rooster just thought he was giving him soft affections. Sighing, Fizz squirmed again, adjusting himself so the tracing was closer to his lower back. That was apparently a big mistake.

The moment one of the feathery fingers brushed his back, he squeaked, flinching away from the touch. Asmodeus immediately went into Mother Hen mode, lightning his touch and looking for injuries. “Fizzarolli, why didn’t you tell me you hurt yourself? Back injuries are serious!”

Ugh, why did he have to care so much? “I-I didn’t…” The lighter touch was somehow worse, sending a flurry of butterflies to attack his stomach. Fizz’s tail twitched, trying to wag; he made sure to force it still. Unfortunately for him, that also meant he took a small amount of focus off his verbal reactions. The smallest, teensiest little giggle slipped past his lips. Ozzie immediately stilled his fingers; as a sin, he easily heard the noise. Then something clicked.

“Froggie…are you ticklish?” Shit…Fizz tried to run, a burst of adrenaline pulling him from the sleepy peace. Ozzie was on him before he could move an inch. The little imp didn’t stand a chance.

“W-wait! Ozz, don’t you fucking dare!” His robotic arms wrapped around the sin’s body, trying to push him off. That was nearly impossible, as Asmodeus was over four times his size and much stronger than the prosthetics. Still, he could only try. 

The rooster smirked, his demeanor doing a complete 180. Ozzie went from concerned and soft to playful and smug in seconds; it was almost scary how fast he could switch like that. “Oooh, babe, I definitely fucking do~”

Before he could get another protest out, ten feathered fingers attacked his torso. Five running along his back, five snaking around to his stomach. In seconds, small giggles slipped past his lips, a blush tinting his scarred cheeks. “N-nohoho! Ohohozzie you dihihick!”

“I know it’s one of your favorite features, but let’s leave my dick out of this.” Stupid, cheesy words; it was unfair how blushy they made him. Fizz tried to wiggle away, but even with his insane flexibility, Ozzie’s strong arms kept him trapped.

He twisted and kicked, his limbs swinging and flailing as he tried to escape. He didn’t fully mind the tickling, but Fizz had an image to protect. The amazing, alluring, ass-kicking Fizzarolli couldn’t be seen getting reduced to a giggly puddle; even if nobody was watching but his boyfriend.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Fizzie~” He just had to tease… If there was one thing that killed Fizz, it was Ozzie’s silly teases. Normally, they were just flustering. Those teases, though; they drove him nuts. “Shuhut the fuhuhuck uhuhup!”

Ozzie loved the sight of his squirmy boyfriend. The genuine laughter, happy smile, vibrant blushes and adorable noises warmed his loving heart. He genuinely couldn’t be happier than when he was with his Fizzie Frog; especially when the imp was all giggly like that. “Awww, babe, I’m just tryna cheer you up! Are you not feelin’ just a teeny bit better?”

Okay, that wasn’t fair. He was definitely feeling better than when he arrived, but that wasn’t totally because of the tickling. Being around Asmodeus, as evil as he was, immediately boosted his mood. “Thihis- ihit’s nohot fahahair! Youhuhu suhuhuck!”

“Only for you, Fizz~” Just to be evil, Asmodeus fluttered his fingers on the jester’s hips. FIzz squealed, his arms swinging to try and grab Ozzie’s hands. Oh, that asshole! “SH-SHIHIHIT! AHASMODEHEHEUS! NAHAT THEHERE!” 

Ozzie chuckled, loving the high-pitched cackles from his partner. “But right there is my favorite! C’mon babe, you gotta admit that this is pretty cute.” Fizz groaned through his laughter, thrashing under the sin’s tickly assault. His robotic appendages were no help, merely bouncing off the sin’s feathered skin instead of actually deterring him. 

“NOHO IHIHI”M NAHAT! OHOZZIEHEHEEEE!” Fizz could feel his tail wagging, the tip making a gentle thump against the sheets. At least the rooster wasn’t teasing him about that. “Ooh, Fizzie, your tail’s wagging. Are you enjoying yourself?” Spoke too soon…

Seeing that he was working his partner up a bit too much, he moved away from the imp’s hips, deciding to focus on Fizz’s neck instead. “Alright, alright. I won’t kill you, Fizzie babe.”

“F-fuhuckin’ feehels like ihihit!” Fizz whined, his laughter dying down to squeaky giggles. He turned his head, burying his face in the pillowy mattress. The muffled giggles only made him cuter, in Ozzie’s opinion. He leaned his head down, peppering the jester’s face with light kisses. Fizz scrunched up his shoulders, both loving and hating how the ticklish kisses made him melt. “Bahahahaaaabe!”

Ozzie chuckled, basking in the way his boyfriend reacted to the silly affections. The faces in his hair were smiling wide, portraying his obvious adoration and love. So fucking cute…

It was almost comical, the way the large sin cuddled up to the smaller imp. The love they shared was like no other; based on good communication, mutual respect and pure affection, it was about as healthy as you could get. Sure, they weren’t officially public, but nobody else needed to know about them for it to be wonderful. Especially in the cutesy moments like those.

As much as Fizzarolli loved the attention, he was wearing out. Dealing with the dicks from that morning, combined with the goofy fun, had him pretty drained. “Ohozziehehe! Plehease, noho mohohore!” 

And just like that, it was over. Asmodeus respected boundaries more than any other creature in hell; the moment Fizz wanted him to stop, he would, no questions asked. He did, however, pull the imp against his chest, rubbing small circles into his back to help calm him down. The sin’s voice was soft once again, save for a teasing edge. “Easy, babe. You okay? I didn’t go too far, did I?”

Fizz took a few deep breaths, getting out the last few giggles as he snuggled against his man. “Uhum…no, you’re good. But *damn*, did you have to go for my hips?” Ozzie snorted, nuzzling his head against the imp’s. “You know I did. It’s adorable, how can I not?”

He held Fizz tight, flipping them over so the jester was laying on his chest. It was their favorite way to sleep; Fizz could feel the warmth of his boyfriend, and Ozzie could sleep peacefully, knowing his partner was safe while he was with him. Fizzie grumbled, but didn’t protest the movement. He was tired, and he couldn’t deny that the sin’s chest was rather comfortable.

The covers were pulled over the pair, concealing almost all of Fizz’s body. His concealing hat was removed, placed on its holder for the night. It was nice, affectionate and calm; just the way the pair liked it. They drifted off, the small yet happy smile never leaving the imp’s face.

[zedleaked]

YES YES BRUBUCK NATION WANT THE HEADCANNONS!!!!

🎹OK GET READY FOR BIG HEFTY LIST, GO!!! 🦆

Buck’s love languages are physical touch and quality time. Buck is crazy sensitive to touch, only really letting people he trusts to touch him, any sudden touches may cause him to jump and possibly bite someone. He absolutely melts when his feathers are pet or gently caressed by Dave, he can get especially clingy and whiny (which Dave finds very cute).

Nothing beats just spending time with his partner, whether it’s dancing or just hanging about and talking, he drinks in every second he has with Dave. Buck was never really the most liked person, even before his fall into insanity, so spending time with his partner means so much to him, it also leads to him being a little clingy.

Dave’s love languages are quality time and words of affirmation. Dave just loves being around his little spinning wheel (Buck), he loves going on dates, or just being in his auditorium in private. He loves listening to Buck yap about anything, any kind of passionate rambling from anyone makes Dave happy.

Dave loves having his ego fuelled, but compliments and comments from Buck feel especially special. The two of them tend to have very flirty back and forth banter and it drives Dave absolutely crazy.

Tbh the both of them are just really touchy in general. The cuddlers… they also just like having their hands interlocked too, it’s comfy…

The two of them met at a casino/bar Buck frequented at. Dave performed there once and it caught Buck’s attention, so he had approached him and had a drink with him. The two had some playful banter, Buck was getting more tipsy by the minute, and while in his drunken state he made a bet with Dave. “Y’know, if ya make it big out there, I’ll owe you thomethin’, anythin.’” The two of them had held onto that bet and had been pals ever since.

As we know, Dave won that bet, becoming the big star he is. What Buck owed him was a date, and it went pretty well!

The incident involving Buck and Brian had changed Buck quite a bit, and Dave noticed a lot of things wrong. Buck’s speech was more slurred and lispy than before, he laughed more frequently and manically, he was more twitchy, erratic and more sensitive to touch, and all that really bothered Dave for a while. Eventually he comes to adapt to Buck’s changes, cause in the end he’s still the same guy who loves him, and he loves him back of course <3

Buck’s mind is really loud, his thoughts are unhinged and insane and it feels as if there are constant screams in his head. He’s grown used to this but sometimes when he hears Dave’s music or hears him sing it quells his thoughts, makes his mind quieter and makes him feel more sane.

When Buck is feeling especially manic or nervous he tends to laugh crazily. Dave knows when he starts laughing unprompted that something is off, so he tends to play him a tune or just hold him close for comfort. Buck is very responsive to touch, so it calms him quite quickly, his laughter fading as Dave holds him…

Since the two of them started living and sleeping together they have this little ‘ritual’ they do every morning where Dave spins Buck’s slot machine for good luck, especially before a show. Even if they landed on a bust they tried to take it as an opportunity to try extra hard to have a good day.

Sometimes when Buck is feeling anxious or angry he tends to get a little ‘itch’ in his teeth, and it makes him really want to bite something. Most of the time, this ‘something’ turns out to be Dave, which is something Dave had gotten used to (and kind of enjoys??? Erm uh…)

Speaking of biting, Buck REALLY loves showing affection through biting, not even in a sexual way, just in general. Sometimes he just gnaws on Dave’s wrist while they’re cuddling, maybe Dave uses his free arm to pet him as he does so…

Dave stims a lot by tapping his feet and tapping his fingers on stuff. Sometimes he likes to tap his fingers on Buck’s back, Buck really likes the feeling, the rhythmic tapping just feels really calming to him.

Kissing is a little funky as you could probably imagine. Most the time it’s just Buck pressing his beak against Dave’s piano teeth and it makes the both of them giggle like stupid idiots <3

Additionally Dave tries to teach Buck songs with his teeth and it’s really dumb and stupid but they’re having fun <3

Sometimes when the auditorium in the Musical Master of Melody is empty, the two of them just like to slow dance on the stage.

The two of them love to dance… surprisingly, Buck especially loves dance, it feels as if Dave is the only one who can really match his weird erratic moves.

Ok mini High Roller section:

I like to think they accidentally formed High Roller by being really intimate, just suddenly, huh… we’re something… different

When they first formed into High Roller the first thing they did was look in the mirror and point finger guns toward it and said ‘Lookin’ good!’

In addition to that, High Roller just likes looking at herself in general

Sounds kinda odd but High Roller really likes to hold and hug himself, it’s like Buck and Dave trying to show love to each other still despite being the same guy now

Buck’s loud thoughts are also quelled when fused with Dave, it also gives Dave an idea of what Buck is going through

OK THATS ALL THE ONES I'M WILLING TO SHARE [FOR NOW...]

[theo-raeken-appreciation]

got any theo fic recs?

of course!!! let me pull up my faves, linking them under the cut cause it might get long (also some fics are nsfw some aren't i didnt tag them all bc by the time i realized i had been through so many already)

Theo Raeken Centric (sometimes gen/sometimes w/pairings)

Why are Werewolves Always Teens? by Everlasting_mediocrity 

Crossover. In which Tony Stark is Theo Raeken’s biological father and they’re going to have to do some growing about it. Thiam. Ongoing.

i lost my heart under the bridge by infernal_gay_mess

"The Doctors said, years later, that Theo had taught them that true evil came from corrupting something truly good. What they didn’t tell him was that the best way to make someone into a monster was to convince them they already were one." Angst & Tragedy

blood is running deep, some things never sleep by likelightninginabottle 

Aka theo raeken’s mid-season six hot girl summer. Introspective. Thiam. 

a rose that won’t bloom by wormhusk

not theo centric, but a cute fic about stiles-scott-theo as kids and theo being scott’s first crush. thiam. 

pyrrhic victory of knowing yourself by painting_ethereal

a two part series of stolen memories, theo joining the mccall pack, leaving, and choosing to come back

even in the darkest places, flowers grow by strawberxi (Tupipsie)

a theo raeken-centric fic where he grapples with his sister's birthday, and the implication that he doesn't have to do everything alone. Thiam

On Theo Raeken and Manipulation by wormhusk

Theo Raeken Did Nothing Wrong 2k23. Not A Fic/Pure Meta

Thiam

Secondary Drowning by marrowbite(wingfooted)

in which theo is a selkie. 

hey i think he likes you (but honey, i do too) by fallingforboys

in which liam is oblivious and wants to help theo get a boyfriend. 

Im not ready to die yet, should i pray? (i’m wasting time, haunted by the ghost of you) by petitommo

the one where theo leaves for Florida. out of necessity, not choice. voicemails, missing liam, waiting–and going home. 

tell me no more secrets, i’ll tell you no more lies by likelightninginabottle

“You were attacked. It was self defense.” Theo. “Okay, but what if it wasn’t.” Liam

when oblivion is calling out your name, you always take it further than i ever can by likelightninginabottle

In which Liam is terribly high and completely smitten, Theo is allergic to emotions and totally whipped, Mason has the patience of a saint, and everybody wins, except for Stiles

when you crave someone (to be there at dawn) by likelightninginabottle

(In which, for once, Liam and Theo aren't oblivious, even if the pack very much is.) Post-Monroe, Pack in College, Thiam Being Shameless

burning bright red till the end (now you’ll be missing from the photographs by likelightninginabottle

MCD, Angst

You Missed, Dumbass by Sailorscout7

(OR 2 times Liam trying to kiss Theo ended in disaster and 1 time it mostly didn't)

a fire without a spark by lexisaurus

Liam asks are you alright? it never occurs to Theo that Liam could be asking him, too.

Commemoration, Cauterized by Ty_Winn_Roa

Meeting his parents for the first time in a decade is terrible enough without having to do it all over again. And again. And again. But Theo's never done anything halfheartedly.

Hunting Hearts by l_t_m

“My heart is missing.” Liam blinked. Theo’s way of saying ‘hello’ wasn’t encouraging.

no angels in this bleeding heart town by fallingforboys

“Please don’t make me do this,” Liam says, pleads. His jaw clenches and he squares his shoulders. Theo’s claws flick out.

Happiness is (where you are) by crier_emperor

in which theo gets a home and a hug. Angst. Getting together.

pride before a fall, wolves will keep you warm by likelightninginabottle

Liam comes out of the closet, in more ways than one. Or rather: his friends break him out. Cute, fluffy, and funny

look at the wonderful mess we made, we pick ourselves undone by likelightninginabottle

In which the supernatural does not exist. But Beacon Hills still went through a war, of which this is the aftermath. Liam and Theo pine for each other, but Liam thinks he cannot have Theo and so he dates other people. And yes. They are roommates. Mutual Pining, Jealousy, Misunderstandings.

your slightest look easily will unclose me by likelightninginabottle

Liam thinks about the people who left and how he is almost alright without them. Post-Canon.

just steps across the tower bridge by eneiryu

Guilt, injury, angst–Theo’s body is failing, and he’s hiding it from Liam. Happy Ending.

Use and abuse me ‘til I’m gone by THENINTH09

5 times Liam makes Theo bleed and the one time (two times) he doesn’t.

don’t you hear me howling, babe? by THENINTH09

Theo and Liam in Theo’s truck, after Gabe and the hospital. NSFW

Iron and Copper by TheOceanIsMyInkwell

Or: A witch grants Theo's wish to turn human for a day and be loved for who he is. Liam shows him just what that wish might look like.

drove him underground by justt_ppeachy

Liam and Theo, but they are Orpheus & Eurydice retold. It always ends the same.

so cruelly you kissed me by wormhusk

A series of two one-shots, one with liam realizing his feelings for theo and the second on theo

this love is difficult, but it’s real by wormhusk

a two part series of oneshots with thiam secretly dating, liam telling the pack, it not going well, and the aftermath

all sunny days are on by wormhusk

Remember the hunger games au? This is an alice in borderland au. A lot of people will die but not thiam. incomplete

the smell of smoke would hang around this long by wormhusk

theo quits smoking 

and in ever crowd, it's you i'm looking for by fallingforboys

in which theo is unfortunately very attractive and needs a fake boyfriend at a party--and oh look, liam is right there

Thiam Fics That Are Part of This One Orphaned Series So I Have Put Them Together 

this is why they shouldn’t kill off the main guy by wormhusk

 a first-kiss fic with theo angst and liam bullying theo into staying with him instead of his truck

and i remember thinking by wormhusk

a fic exploring the theo train track theory AKA where they talk about a past suicide attempt

Oh i love it and i hate it at the same time

Established Thiam, Theo gets his wisdom teeth removed.

256,000

The one where Liam calculates how many times Theo died down in Hell and has a panic attack.

cut it out then restart by wormhusk

Theo has a bad day and gives into old habits. Angst. Self-harm

argumentative antithetical dream girl 

it’s a pwp but I'm including it because it's the same ‘verse

i just wanna stay in that lavender haze by wormhusk

thiam get high and and play the 36 questions that lead to love and then have sex about it

and i wouldn’t marry me either

Liam has a plan to propose to his boyfriend. Theo thinks Liam is acting cagey

fighting in only your army

The skinwalkers want Theo back. No one reacts well.

are there still beautiful things

a witch’s curse makes Liam hate the one he loves most–his fiance. Angst.

i know my pain is such an imposition 

the boys finally get to go on their honeymoon. so of course it goes wrong.

long live the look on your face by wormhusk

Theo and Liam go to build-a-bear

he was sunshine i was midnight rain by wormhusk

Liam does a 30-day love challenge

Sceo

Shall I sleep within your bed by voices_in_my_head

In which Theo wasn't expecting to be rescued

fake my heart by LuthienKenobi

In which Theo is captured and a femme fatale all in one

gonna make you a believer by queerebrum

in which the battle is over, the Anuk Ite defeated, and Scott McCall can finally see things clearly–things like how he has been pretending he is not in love with Theo Raeken

Expelliaramus! by tabbytabbytabby

Gryffindor Scott and Slytherin Theo are secretly dating.

Sons of Monsters and Monster Sons by TheOceanIsMyInkwell

“i think,” theo says slowly, “my father tried to kill me when i was seven.” Sceo+Thiam, bc Theo is terribly in love with them both. Child Abuse Mention, as well as Mentions of sexual assault done to Theo by his Father. Theo did NOT have a happy loving childhood.

Unbreakable Heaven by tabbytabbytabby

Theo thinks he and Scott are FWBs while Scott thinks they are dating. Theo starts pulling away once he realizes he has feelings for Scott. Scott wonders what he did to make his boyfriend distant.

our hands dirtied by the other’s desire; i will declare my love with a slaughter by clementinecalls

When they lay in the grass and stare at the stars, Scott runs his thumb over Theo’s wrist. Feeling his pulse steady under his touch. He thinks about the sun in comparison to Theo. He thinks about how he was Icarus and he loved Theo just as he loved the sun — too close, too much.

Homeless Theo/Theo + Pack

Too Afraid to Follow Through by dangerouscoffeetheorist

for your melissa & theo needs, and theo being forced to join the pack against his will. 

wither under the iridescent glow of the sun, moon, and stars by fallingforboys

Theo digs the bullets out himself, using them to cauterize the wounds, and the air around him becomes hot and a little sticky with the smell of his flesh burning, but he ignores it.

He ignores it and saves himself, because that’s all he knows how to do. He saves himself because he knows that no one else would bother trying. (He’s wrong.) Thiam but mostly pack focused

Heart coming up my throat, think I’m getting worse at breathing by Multifandom_damnnation 

Jordan Parrish & Theo. Thiam

murphy’s golden rule: whoever has the gold makes the law by game_ender

Coach Finstock & Theo. In which Theo gets adopted by the Coach. Thiam

Vanlife Style! by onyxthroughtheages

In which Alec and Theo are bffs, Theo was raised in the sewers and so learns about TikTok scandals and instafame through Google, and mentions Liam in almost every TikTok he ever makes.

built a ship in the morning but the hull’s worn through by eneiryu

in which theo makes a deal with the pack: after Monroe, he gets to walk away. Thiam

waves on the ocean for the wavering kind by eneiryu

a two parter series. part one is where Theo leaves Beacon Hills with exactly the same things he came into it with: his truck, a duffel bag full of clothes, and the permanent taste of blood and grave dirt in his mouth. part two is argent’s pov. thiam

Fics That Deserve a Category of Their Own

You only feel one emotion at a time by likelightninginabottle

Theo doesn't feel pain. It makes him reckless. The pack doesn't notice, until they do. Incomplete. Pack Dynamics. Thiam. Theo’s Past, Theo’s Present, and Hopefully, Theo’s Future.

Take my heart (and put it somewhere safe) by not_carrying_on

​​The one where Theo reluctantly helps the pack capture Monroe, deals with the aftermath of his upbringing with the Dread Doctors, saves the lives of not so few people (despite the will to deny it until his dying breath), practically adopts Alec and pulls his head out of his ass.

[httpsdana]

Prompt List

Please when requesting specify the genre 🙏🏻

rule for requests

Angst:

1. “Don’t lie to me. I know you still have feelings for him/her.”

2. “I tried everything to make you happy, but maybe I was just never what you wanted.”

3. “You don’t get to decide when you come in and out of my life.”

4. “I told myself I’d never fall for you again. But here I am, breaking my own heart.”

5. “If you’re happier without me, then I won’t stand in your way.”

6. “Maybe if I had told you how I felt sooner, none of this would’ve happened.”

7. “Don’t make me choose between you and my dreams. I can’t handle it if you ask me to.”

8. “I don’t think I know who you are anymore.”

9. “I saw you with them, and you looked… happier than you ever looked with me.”

10. “You don’t get to say you love me, not after everything you did.”

11. “How many times am I supposed to forgive you for breaking my heart?”

12. “Every memory I have of us is tainted now, thanks to you.”

13. “Just say you never loved me. It’ll hurt less than pretending you did.”

14. “Tell me what I did wrong. I just want to understand.”

15. “I keep hoping you’ll give me a reason to stay, but you never do.”

16. “We’re stuck in this endless cycle, and I’m so tired.”

17. “It feels like I’m the only one fighting to keep us together.”

18. “Maybe we were never meant to last, and that scares me.”

19. “I don’t know what hurts more—losing you or realizing you were never really mine.”

20. “I think we both know we’re not the same anymore.”

Fluff:

1. “I don’t need a reason to hold your hand. I just want to.”

2. “You talk in your sleep, you know? Last night, you kept saying my name.”

3. “How come every time you smile, my day somehow gets better?”

4. “You look cozy. Mind if I join you?”

5. “Stop laughing! I’m trying to tell you that I love you!”

6. “I’ve had a long day, and I really need a hug… from you, specifically.”

7. “I know it sounds silly, but I just like watching you be happy.”

8. “Did you know you make the best hot chocolate? Like, award-winning quality.”

9. “Promise me you’ll be here when I wake up.”

10. “I didn’t think it was possible to fall in love with someone every single day.”

11. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

12. “You’re the best part of my day, every day.”

13. “I don’t think I could ever get tired of looking at you.”

14. “I never planned to fall in love, but here we are"

15. “I know I’m supposed to be brave, but you make me so nervous.”

16. “I made a playlist just for you. Every song is one that reminds me of something we’ve done together.”

17. “Hey, stop wriggling! I’m trying to braid your hair, and you keep moving.”

18. “I know you don’t like mornings, so I made you breakfast and set it by the bed.”

19. “I’m going to carry you, okay? You look like you need a piggyback ride.”

20“I know it’s pouring outside, but how about a slow dance in the rain?”

21. “I can’t believe you remember all those little things I say. I didn’t think anyone listened that much.”

22. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?”

23. “I brought you flowers, but they looked better in my head.”

24. “Stop laughing! It’s impossible to stay mad when you smile like that.”

25. “If I had a dollar every time you looked at me like that...well, I'd probably just spend it all on you”

26. “Keep looking at me like that and people will start thinking you're falling for me”

27. “Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're secretly a huge softie”

28. “Admit it—you'd be a little lost without me”

29. “I didn't realize that my smile was that distracting to you”

30. “What are you doing up?” “My personal heater went away.”

Jealousy:

1. “Who was that you were talking to just now?”

2. “I don’t care if they’re just a friend. I saw the way they looked at you.”

3. “Are you seriously jealous? It’s cute, but you have nothing to worry about.”

4. “I don’t like the way they talk to you.”

5. “I may be smiling, but I’m two seconds away from telling them to back off.”

6. “I trust you. It’s them I don’t trust.”

7. “I don’t like sharing what’s mine, and you, my love, are very much mine.”

8. “Look, I’m not the jealous type, but I might make an exception for you.”

9. “Do I have to remind them you’re taken?”

10. “It’s not like I’m jealous or anything, I just… don’t like the way they look at you.”

Comfort

1. “Hey, you don’t have to go through this alone.”

2. “I know things are tough right now, but I’m not going anywhere.”

3. “I don’t care how long it takes—I’m here for you.”

4. “Talk to me. Please. Let me help.”

5. “It’s okay to cry. I’ll be right here.”

6. “I wish I could take away all your pain.”

7. “You’re not a burden. You’re my world.”

8. “Let’s just sit here together. We don’t need to say anything.”

9. “I love you, even on the days when you don’t love yourself.”

10. “Even on your worst days, I still think you’re amazing.”

11. “You’ve been strong for so long. Let me be strong for you now.”

12. “You’re allowed to feel how you feel. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

13. “When was the last time you did something just for yourself?”

14. “You’re so strong for getting through this. I just want you to know that.”

15. “You’re not a burden to me, and I’ll remind you of that as many times as you need.”

16. “I’ll remind you as many times as it takes. You’re not alone in this.”

17. “Look, no one can do it all perfectly. Not even you.”

18. “I don’t care how messy it gets—I’m staying right here with you.”

19. “You don’t have to hide anything from me. I want to know every part of you.”

20. “I know you’re hurting. I’ll be here as long as you need me to be.”

Playful/Teasing:

1. “If you keep looking at me like that, I might actually believe you like me.”

2. “I swear, I tripped and fell into your arms. Pure accident.”

3. “Is it bad that I kind of like annoying you?”

4. “Admit it. You missed me.”

5. “Oh, please. We both know you think I’m adorable.”

6. “I’m not saying you’re cute… but you’re kind of cute.”

7. “You’re really bad at hiding that smile, you know.”

8. “If you want to kiss me, all you have to do is ask.”

9. “What’s with the smirk? Did you think I wouldn’t notice?”

10. “Are you blushing? Because I think you’re blushing.”

11. “Are you seriously jealous of my cat? She was here before you, you know.”

12. “You keep looking at me like that, and I’ll start charging you rent.”

13. “If I kiss you every time you’re annoying, would you be annoying more often?”

14. “I know I’m adorable, but can you try not to stare? It’s distracting.”

15. “If you keep stealing my hoodies, I’m going to start stealing your favorite snacks.”

16. “Are you going to keep pretending you don’t love me, or can we skip to the good part?”

17. “I caught you smiling at me. Don’t even try to deny it.”

18. “I saved you the last bite of dessert. That’s how much I love you.”

19. “Did you just doodle our initials in the corner of your notebook? How cute!”

20. “I found a picture of us from ages ago. Look how adorable we were!”

21. “Stop trying to look all cool and mysterious. You’re the biggest softie, and I have proof.”

22. “You’re hugging a pillow in your sleep. Should I be offended?”

23. “You’re literally grumpy until you’ve had coffee. It’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”

24. “Bet you can’t go five minutes without looking at me.”

25. “If you keep calling me cute, I might have to prove you wrong.”

26. “I love you, but if you keep eating my snacks, we’re going to have a problem.”

27. “I think you have something on your face—oh, never mind, it’s just cuteness.”

28. “What would you do if I kissed you right now? Just curious.”

29. “You’re blushing. Don’t try to deny it—I saw that.”

30. “I made you breakfast, but it’s probably terrible, so just pretend it’s good."

[kairithemang0]

thinking about Curt’s childhood and Mama Mega

She’s a single mom, raising a kid in the 30s and 40s likely. She’s probably working multiple jobs and gets paid under minimum wage, definitely not treated with respect by her likely male boss or her coworkers. She has a son at home, a growing kid who wants to fit in with his other classmates, but who likely gets punched around for the fact he’s so attached to his mom. I don’t think Curt started out as the peak of suave masculinity, more of became that over time. His mother could never provide everything he wanted, and while Curt was fine with that, just a quiet “oh, it’s ok” I think Mama Mega took the fact she couldn’t provide Curt everything he could ever want to heart. She loves Curt, Curt’s all she has. Her husband left her, she’s working multiple jobs, her son may or may not be getting picked on, he’s literally all she has. How would it feel if this son, the only person you have left, told you he wanted to become a spy?

I think Mama Mega was originally hurt by the idea. Her son, her perfect Curtis, shooting people for a living? Getting into danger purposefully? But, when she knew he was serious, she let him go. She spent her free time learning about her son’s job, waiting for his calls so she could make conversation with him. He said he’d visit her, he didn’t visit as much as he should have.

Mama Mega lived alone, trapped in her house, not working 2 jobs anymore to feed her kid but in a new safe house he bought for her. Even though Curt never visits, his mom and her safety is always on his mind. She matters to him, even if he can’t find the time to visit.

Of course, this job means Curt doesn’t have a stable relationship, something he didn’t have in high school either but it bothered Mama Mega. She wants her son to be happy, she also probably wants grandchildren, more people in her life to come visit.

She also probably thought that if Curt settled down he’d quit his dangerous job, she may know about his job more than she should but she certainly doesn’t approve. She’s constantly trying to set Curt up on the rare chances he comes and visits

At one point he starts bringing Owen along, she definitely notices that the bed she set up for Owen went unused when she comes in to clean after they leave. She questions it, but pushes it to the side. Boys will be boys, she thinks. Still no girl though, and Curt seems to talk about Owen a lot.

I don’t think she ever realized Curt was gay, if she thought about it she brushed it off because how could her son be gay? She didn’t raise him to be gay, so how could he be? She sees it as wrong, that she failed as a parent if her son ends up gay. She can’t take it, she refuses to believe the silent hunch in the back of her mind that her son just may be gay.

It hurts Curt that she’s so oblivious, that Owen will be at dinner with them and she’ll ask if they have girlfriends. Curt and Owen give each other and awkward look before saying they’re too busy. Owen makes a joke later about him being Curt’s girlfriend, Curt laughs it off but knows his mother couldn’t take the fact that he’s gay. How could she?

When she meets Tatiana her world changes. Her son for the first time since high school has brought a girl home, not only that but she’s cute, she’s perfect. Instantly starts planning their wedding, no doubt in her mind that they aren’t together.

it’s scary how much her life probably revolves around Curt, how for years until he became a spy he was all she had, the only person in her life who hadn’t left her. And Curt leaves her still, doesn’t visit, and then she has nothing, just has to hope he doesn’t die while waiting for the phone to ring

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KarateKels watches Season 6 Part 2!

Hello everyone, and welcome to the KarateKels masterpost of me screaming about Season 6 Part 2! I was initially going to record some live reactions, but I think it would encourage me to scream myself into an early eviction (given that I’m currently starting my watch at 6am). I’ll be updating this as I go, and labeling each episode, but ANYTHING AFTER THIS CUT IS GOING TO BE FULL OF SPOILERS SO IDK MAYBE DON’T CLICK IF YOU’RE LIKELY TO BE UPSET BY THAT KINDA THING.

Initial hopes:

Terry Silver, past or present.

…

End of list.

LET’S GO!

6. Benvinguts a Barcelona (Gesundheit?)

Mr. Sekai Taikai whose name escapes me has great fashion sense.

I just love how we’re immediately starting out with adults glaring at each other. I hope they kiss <3

Robby’s lil ponytail is very silly to me.

So, to recap, we’ve decided to let the kids run around without adult supervision and the adults that hate each other are going to go get drunk? WHAT COULD GO WRONG?!

I love Johnny’s theatrical whirlaround to face Daniel he’s so silly.

Kreese is a dead man… foreshadowing?

Daniel + Johnny + “There was only one bed” trope?

I hope that Cobra Kai always gets this badass music when they walk into a room.

I LOVE KWON THE VILLAIN HE’S SO FUN AND EXTRA.

Yes Amanda, please go.

JOHNNY LAWRENCE IN A ROBE? AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED? HELLO?

Oh, Kim is being THE WORST. Nice sassy walkoff, though.

Poor Tory, she’s all alone.

HEHEHE GET HIM JOHNNY YOU WERE RIGHT TO BRING UP THE CHARITY AUCTION.

…Wolf and Johnny fighting over meat? WHAT COULD BE THE SYMBOLISM.

Johnny wearing the classic red jacket though…

Wait did I see someone with a worse hairstyle than Hawk?

Zara’s first lines are about wanting Robby TO Tory? Oof.

Okay why is everyone sexualizing these MINORS.

…wait did Johnny just imply he almost did porn? Hello? Can we go back please?

VERY subtle, Kreese, what with the whipping out a blade and such. This poor salesman.

Okay, this aquarium set up is AMAZING.

Kwon mocking American patriotism is my new favourite thing this show has offered me.

Master Serrano can do nothing good for Daniel. PLEASE stop looking into this.

THAT’S NOT HOW THE LAW WORKS, KREESE. THAT BETTER NOT BE HOW THE SHOW THINKS THE LAW WORKS.

…Oh no, drunk Chozen. I don’t like this.

Don’t you both have IDENTICAL ROOMS?! WHY DO YOU NEED AN EXTRA ROOM?

Oooh, nice whale shark.

I really wish Devon hadn’t done what she did to Kenny because I liked her as a character and would like to continue to do so but how can I respect you when you went and did all that.

WILL SOMEBODY HUG TORY PLEASE.

Oh my god Dimitri SHUT UP ABOUT MIT.

Oh hell yeah Kwon. (Sorry Robby)

…How did Chozen get to Spain drunk?

SHOWER MAN WAS PROBABLY A BROTHER OR SOMETHING, IT’S LIKE THE BIGGEST CLICHÉ EVER.

Way to ruin the dojo’s reputation, man. Don’t ruin my favourite characters, please.

Kwon sleeps like me (surrounded by a fortress of pillows)!

Awww, Robby’s eyes light up when he sees Tory and it’s really cute and sweet. Also Peyton don’t sleep in a full face, dear. WAIT FOCUS THEY’RE BREAKING UP.

9 minutes left in the episode? Setting up for the tournament? PERFECT TIME FOR A CERTAIN SOMEONE TO EMERGE THEATRICALLY.

Kwon don’t be a dick when she’s RIGHT.

Oh HELL YEAH what a first fight!

Oh damn the Dragons just sat back and watched while they destroyed each other.

OKAY WE’VE SEEN THIS FIGHT BUT IF ZARA WAVES AND WE SEE IT WAS TO TERRY UP ON THE BALCONY I’M GOING TO SCREAM.

Awww, tribute to Dutch! RIP.

No Terry in the first episode, but overall I’m pretty happy with this!

7. Dog in the Fight

I love the height difference between Axel and Zara.

ROBBY WOULD YOU GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME?

…I am the crowd, chanting for Zara. MY QUEEN.

Miguel fucking KILLING it!

Beach scene? CUT TO TERRY SUNBATHING (just kidding us Irish folks have no chance in the Spanish sun).

…I’m with Johnny, Daniel. They gotta strike FIRST.

Johnny’s not scared of Wolf, he says, while they get closer to making out with every second.

IF THIS MYSTERY PACKAGE IS NOT SENT FROM TERRY SILVER I WILL BE SHOCKED. Luring his beloved Danny-boy into a Spanish castle/sexy trap.

Influencer Zara is a queen, and a bitch. She’s Queen Bitch. I will die for her.

…Amanda is also a queen in her robe and her reasonable reactions to things. I will die for them both.

Daniel prioritizing his Mr. Miyagi quest over his students is ridiculous.

HELLO THIS CASTLE IS THE MOST TERRY SILVER THING I’VE EVER SEEN HE’D BETTER BE IN THERE.

…okay look at Wolf’s Iron Dragons swag. I WANT IT.

“Why you gotta be such a pain in the ass at every buffet?” is my new favourite Johnny Lawrence line.

Wolf is right about Americans a little bit (the loud ones anyway; sorry to my American friends)

So if/when Daniel is kidnapped by Terry, Johnny will be able to lead the kids to greatness. Everyone wins, right?

Jesus can’t help you now, LaRusso.

AND A CROWBAR.

Oh Jesus, Wolf. Why must we beat a child (a giant child, but technically a child)?

Oh I’m sure this platform competition won’t trigger some PTSD for Miguel at all. Oh, this isn’t the high one, nevermind.

Omg he’s in a cage. DANIEL’S IN A CAGE. THIS IS AMAZING.

LET’S GO MIGUEL. GET YOU A WIN AND A COLLEGE SCHOLARSHIP. THATTA BOY!

…oh Johnny. So mean. I mean, the locker room talk has a point, but give Miguel his flowers.

OH SAM SHUT UP. YOUR DAD IS JUST AS BAD.

YES HAWK, HE SHOULD SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MIT.

Everyone is fighting ☹

BACK TO THE DOGS. I MEAN DANIEL.

NO COME BACK I WANT TO SEE WHAT’S HAPPENING.

Kreese and his damn apples.

Okay but Johnny where was this compassion like two minutes ago, for everyone including Devon?

OCCASIONAL GIRLDAD JOHNNY LAWRENCE.

If Silver picks up Daniel’s phone and calls Johnny I’m going to be cackling so evilly.

Omg he needs him <3

OH SHIT DANIEL LET’S GO! I hope the dogs don’t get hurt though.

Okay why does Goon #3 speak perfect English?

OH SHIT A COBRA KAI TATTOO.

…He doesn’t work for Kreese does he? He works for Silver. LET IT BE TRUE.

Is he hiding behind the conveniently placed curtain?

NO GOD DAMNIT CAN SOMEONE PLEASE BRING OUT THE SEXY GIANT MAN?!?

How can it change your life when you’re throwing the opportunity away, Robert?

You can beat the Irish, guys.

THIS is the platform that’s going to trigger Miguel.

God I love Zara. GOD.

Oh jeez Tory, fucking GET IT girl. A TOOTH??

Good guy Johnny trying to make up for everything. I don’t think it does, but I appreciate the gesture. HYPE MAN LET’S GO.

CAN YOU STOP LOOKING FOR TORY YOU DUMBASS.

Unleash the Hawk please – okay Devon, I like the strategy.

…uh oh. Demitri is in trouble.

LET’S GO MIGUEL. GET EM OFF THE PLATFORM.

…feels like we’re making fun of the Irish a little bit with these caricatures. But I’m not mad.

Okay there are less than 5 minutes left, this phonecall better be Terry.

NO NOT ROSA. IS CARMEN OKAY? IS THE BABY.

Hey, KREESE. Only Terry can call him Danny-boy.

No, wait, Miguel is leaving and THAT’S why Kenny comes back? WHAT?!?

AND WHERE THE FUCK IS TERRENCE.

...still happy with this episode, with one 6'5" gaping hole as an exception (don't take that out of context).

8. Snakes on a Plane

IF THIS EPISODE DOES NOT INCLUDE SNAKE GETTING OFF A PLANE TO REJOIN TERRY IT IS A MISSED OPPORTUNITY. Also, a grown man continuing to go by Snake would be hilarious.

Alright. If Terry doesn’t show up in this episode I’m going to start to panic.

And if Terry did something to this baby I’m going to be very cross.

So the real play to make is going to be for Devon to drop out and let Miguel come back when everything is fine, right? Maybe? Please?

Hey, Kreese, that’s another one of Terry’s lines. Get your own!

THOMAS IAN GRIFFITH, IN THE CREDITS, LET’S GO!

Damnit Chozen. Go find them kids.

Anyone else wanna go to Spain? We should do a Cult of TIG group trip.

They should really be sticking together, this is a terrible idea.

CALLING TORY THE TOOTH FAIRY IS AMAZING.

…Johnny as a flat earther confirmed?

Chozen please stop going into clubs “looking for teenagers”.

…I don’t ship Kim and Chozen but I will say there’s some fun tension here.

…Do I ship Tory and Zara? DO I SHIP TORY AND ZARA?!

BOOOOOO DIMITRI.

And Robby’s path to alcoholism begins tonight.

Scary Amanda is extra hot. I’m into all these women today – my bisexuality is off the charts this season LET’S GOOOO.

…oh my god I love Kim. And Chozen. I love all of this.

NOT THE SCOOTER I’M DYING THIS IS HILARIOUS. And Kim being like “hate to see him leave, love to watch him go.”

Oh my god Axel. No, my poor baby. Sensei Wolf may be an attractive slimeball but that’s some bullshit.

Is Hawk going to show Moon Dimitri dancing with another girl. OH AND YAS IS THERE TOO. I’m not mad at him tbh. DIMITRI DON’T BE SCUM.

Kwon is a master at pushing buttons. Terry Silver 2.0. SPEAKING OF WHICH, WHERE IS HE.

Also didn’t Devon wear that same hoodie Anthony is wearing?

“Fucking karate” AMANDA YOU’RE THE BEST.

Omg Johnny in the giant hat is perfection.

“You’re my son too” I’M CRYING.

Johnny please don’t end up on a no-fly list.

Oh SHIT I wasn’t expecting it to be Miguel.

…okay a brief interlude – I foolishly opened Twitter and have seen Terry Silver shirtless and am now distracted. OKAY BACK TO THE SHOW WHERE COBRA KAI IS COMING FOR SAM AND AXEL.

Damn that kick to the chest barely moved Axel that dude is a beast!

Oh poor Axel. He is love-starved and jumped to the wrong conclusion. My poor baby.

Devon’s gonna call Kenny. DO IT.

Is Anthony about to chug laxatives to make up for something he didn’t do?

THANK GOD FOR CALLING, DEVON.

…I’m weirdly here for sexual tension fight. OH DAMN GET IT YOU TWO!

Oh fuck you Zara. I don’t blame you but also you bitch! (Maybe nothing happened)

OH MY GOD PLEASE TELL ME SHE’S OKAY OH THANK GOD.

…this jetlag whiplash is gonna be insane for these two.

Damn Carmen okay, show up for 2 seconds and be a badass.

OH MY GOD THEY FUCKED ON THE BEACH?! GET IT, KIMZEN. MY NEW FAVOURITE SHIP.

Kim looks great with those beachy waves, though, regardless of if you agree about how she got them.

…so I was right and the goon was working for Terry?

IF HE IS IN A BATHTUB I’M GONNA LOSE IT.

OH HELL YEAH WHAT A TRIBUTE TO KK3. AMAZING. WHAT AN INCREDIBLE RETURN ALSO I AM AROUSED.

9. Blood in Blood Out

3 months earlier?

Okay Terry that hair is a choice but I’m loving the leather jacket on you.

FINALLY they explain how bs that arrest was.

…Snake is dead? RIP. Weird to call him a friend but whatever.

We’re going full villain and I’m here for it.

I will happily “get into bed with the wrong people” if “people” is Terry Silver.

OH MY GOD I LOVE THE AGGRESSIVE RETURN OF THE VILLAIN.

LONG HAIR GUY IS DENNIS WHAT A TWIST.

…Please fight in the bath.

TIG SPEAKING SPANISH I AM SWOONING.

Johnny says “screw Silver”? I WILL TAKE ON THIS RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE GOOD OF THE TEAM.

They think Kenny is working for Silver?

HANG ON, THAT SUIT IS INCREDIBLE. A bit loose, though. Please don’t let him be sick.

God the fighting in this has been amazing.

Poor Kenny.

SOMEONE, SCREW SILVER INSTEAD OF JUST TALKING ABOUT IT. HE IS TOO FINE TO GO UNFUCKED.

Brothers supporting brothers. We love to see it.

Zara is such a biiiitch.

Ohhhh the eunjangdo is missing what a move.

OH SHIT TERRY LAUGHING AND BLEEDING FROM THE NOSE NEW KINK UNLOCKED.

Oh shit THEY stole it – let’s gooooooooooooooooo!

I do hate that they broke up the Silver/Payne mentorship. BUT DON’T DO IT KENNY.

LET’S GO KENNY!

OH MY GOD FLIPPING OFF SILVER DRAMATICALLY IS SO FUN.

We’re finally a team, at the 11th hour.

AWWW BINARY BROS HUGGING IT OUT.

…Does Kwon have the eunjangdo?

Awww Kim is hurt by Chozen calling it a mistake, poor bb. I THINK HE WAS JUST PLAYING IT COOL THE WAY YOU WANTED.

Kwon is such a douche and I am nowhere close to sick of it.

I’m a fan of all the flipping off going on this season, We’re being petty and crass and that’s exactly my speed.

GOD I love the music in this damn show.

Even Chozen knows the Binary Bros!

JUST GET THE POINT YOU THEATRICAL BUFFOON.

Holy shit what a win!

…But I think I heard something about one of the other teams getting eliminated because of doping or something so I’m gonna bet Cobra Kai is back.

Daniel can you not just let something happy happen for once without being a smug little prick?

Oh my god I love Silver so much. Take the bait, Danny-Boy.

Aaaaand we’ve just sent Daniel into a spiral. WHY ARE YOU SO EASILY MANIPULATED BY TALL SEXY MAN, DANIEL? …Not that I blame you.

“Did Silver just serve you papers?” Johnny Lawrence, I love you.

…Kreese gonna commit murder? WHOMST?!

Y’all when I tell you that these 5 episodes have more than made up for everything in Season 6 part 1 I mean it.

10. Eunjangdo

Last episode. Let’s go.

Daniel stop having a nightmare please I want to get to the real issues in present day, not you realizing that humans aren’t all black and white. You’re a grown man.

Although tbh who’s to say that Terry didn’t just forge those records? Why would Daniel choose to believe him? He’s really stupid.

…Okay but poor little Daniel missing his mentor does hurt – he’s got the childlike innocence in his eyes. Poor baby.

THAT MIYAGI LINE IS MY ISSUE WITH DANIEL LARUSSO IN A NUTSHELL. NOT WILLING TO ACCEPT.

…HOLY FUCK IT’S MR. MIYAGI. Not terrible effects imo.

Oh he actually took it to Gunther and got confirmation. Doing something smart for once. Okay.

Also Miyagi fought in a war? Are we to believe Daniel never realized that he’s killed people before?

Oh Zara you’re kind of a little bitch. ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES, MS. MALIK.

Nice bruise on your face, Mr. Kwon Douche. (I still love you though)

TORY/ROBBY FOREVER.

KICK HIS ASS TORY. Damn, Kim interrupting my fun.

Oh… we’re getting a Cobra Husbands arc this episode. FUCK ALREADY.

Terry with his sleeves rolled up is just *chef’s kiss*

Of course it’s the Russians with the doping scandal.

Gunther is a scary mofo and I’d love to see him fight.

So only one of our girlies will go on to kick Zara’s ass. And I really hope that it’s Tory, for her sake.

GOD TERRY WITH HIS BARE CHEST AND HIS SMIRK. I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH, MY LOVE.

Miguel is being so adorably supportive of his boy. I still think it’s too fast, but I’m in a giving mood today because the rest of this has been SO. MUCH. FUN.

I also kinda like that Devon is still there as a non-competitor.

“Must pull heads out of asses?” CHOZEN YOU SHOWED UP DRUNK AND CLASSLESS MERE HOURS AGO.

Okay but Johnny is right, Daniel? Why are you being a little bitch? Stop prioritizing your own bs when your daughter is about to get her ass kicked by 1-2 bad ass women! BE THERE FOR THE KIDS, DANIEL-SAN, LIKE MIYAGI WAS FOR YOU.

Kreese talking about war? GIVE US BARRETT AND NICK IN A FLASHBACK, YOU COWARDS.

Kreese is a sonuvabitch but I do think there’s something there with him and Tory.

Miguel parenting these grown men – HE IS A BORN LEADER TOO. AND SAYING EXACTLY WHAT NEEDED TO BE SAID.

I love a good training montage to 80’s music. It’s my lifeblood. Also wasn’t Chozen going to train them? Is he…otherwise occupied? ;P

GOD I’M SO PUMPED UP LET’S GO TO SPAIN EVERYONE.

Okay it’s fighting time, where is my man? OKAY I SAW HIM BLURRILY IN THE BACKGROUND AND WOULD RECOGNIZE HIS SILHOUETTE ANYWHERE <3

Anthony you’re such a fucking asshole. SHOW YOUR MOTHER SOME RESPECT.

So if there’s unlimited scoring then when does the match end?

I want Tory to win – girl needs it. Sorry Sam.

DAMN KWON.

Wait is this Spanish chick the one that was hitting on Dimitri and Hawk?

Zara is so fucking arrogant I love it and I hope she gets KILLED by Tory (not for real).

Omg Tory telling Kim how it is – THE STUDENTS HAVE BECOME THE SENSEI THIS EPISODE.

LET’S GO ROBBY. (Sorry Axel, I hope you find love and happiness and the opportunity to be more than a killing machine)

HOLY SHIT AXEL. I worry what he’d be doing if Miguel had been captain.

Omg he’s doing the same move that Terry did to Daniel in Stingray’s apartment… <3

OH MY GOD THE RUSSIAN SENSEI TOOK OUT GUNTER.

HOLY CRAP THEY WEREN’T LYING ABOUT AN ALL OUT KARATE BRAWL.

I GUESS I’LL BE FINDING OUT WHAT AXEL WOULD DO TO MIGUEL.

TERRY PLEASE DON’T GET INVOLVED I WORRY ABOUT KREESE.

THIS IS CHAOS AND I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING.

…Is Chozen gonna defend Kim and make her reevaluate her life decisions? HELL YEAH. GET MARRIED AND MAKE TERRIFYING KARATE BABIES.

Terry’s taking a phonecall he’s at risk of Kreese.

WOLF VS JOHNNY LET’S GO.

Kreese you leave the love of your life alone. You stop this foolishness right now.

Are Hawk and Diego gonna share a weird hair bro moment?

Hell yeah Gunther knock that guy OUT.

I don’t know about y’all, but I’m having the BEST TIME.

If Johnny Lawrence stops Kreese from killing Silver, I’m going to have a lot of feelings to process.

Terry, baby, don’t.

He dropped it. Someone else (Kwon) is gonna pick it up.

Oh god the lighting I am TURNED ON.

Terry fighting in a suit let’s goooooo!

Pulling the curtain down, what a damn showman. <3 Our man loves theatricality THIS IS WHAT THE CULT OF TIG IS ALL ABOUT.

Aww, Keenry for life.

…Sam/Tory for life?

Axel acting like King Kong over here “UGGA UGGA SAVE GIRL WHO DOESN’T LIKE ME BACK UGGA UGGA”.

Oh no, Kwon found the knife. I KNEW THAT WAS HIS HAND IN THE TRAILER AND YET I AM STILL SURPRISED.

OH TERRENCE THAT LINE.

…JOHNNY SAVED KREESE?! YOU FOOL.

But also if they’re gonna fight I’m also happy.

Oh DAMN Johnny kicked Silver’s ass. (I still love you baby)

…Congratulations Kwon, you played yourself.

Even Terry’s like “oh damn”.

MY LOVES ARE ALIVE AND THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS.

[pinchofhoney]

Hello again!💕 could I request Model! Y/N again with Ben Barnes with prompts:

7. “all i can think about is kissing you when i shouldn’t. you aren’t mine”

9. “how much longer are you going to hide your feelings for me, dummy?”

plot idea: before they dated: they’re longtime friends living in LA and both of them are in a party with friends, both of them are oblivious that they’ve have feelings for each other until one of Y/N friend’s from the runway industry starts making moves on her and Ben gets jealous and accidentally lets it slip that he has feelings for her when they’re alone together and a kiss 😳❤️ I like it to be mostly fluffy with a bit of angst😔

I cant wait to see what you do with this xxx😙❤️

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ben barnes x model!reader

word count: 2.9k

warning: jealousy, fluff with a little bit of angst

summary: It's ironic how after concealing them for so long, feelings can be revealed in just one evening.

a/n: hello, hello!!<33 i'm sorry you had to wait so long, but here we go! i'm not confident about this story, because i don't think i can imagine a jealous ben, but i hope you will be satisfied. thank you for your request!!<3

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Was there anything better than living not even a minute away from your friend? No. Definitely not.

Living across the street from your best friend, Ben, was like a dream come true. You had been close friends for almost a decade, and when it turned out that by moving to this neighborhood you would have Ben at your fingertips, you felt like the luckiest person in the world.

It was a bond that went beyond just friendship. You were like family to each other. You knew that if you ever needed anything, Ben would be right there, ready to offer his help and support. And the same went for him.

You would spend hours chatting on your front porches, sipping iced coffee and laughing until your stomachs hurt. You talked about everything, from the mundane details of your day to your deepest hopes and fears. There was never a dull moment when you were together.

Borrowing each other's clothes was a common occurrence. You loved how you could raid Ben's closet for a cozy sweater or a pair of comfy sweatpants, and he was always happy to lend you whatever you needed. You even had a running joke that you were secretly sharing a wardrobe, since you had so many items that seemed to belong to both of you.

But it wasn't just about the material things. You knew each other's routines, moods, and quirks inside and out. You could tell just by looking at each other if something was bothering the other person, and you always knew just what to say to make things better.

You even had the keys to each other's homes, so you could take care of each other's places when one of you had to leave city for an extended period of time. It was a sign of the trust and respect you had for each other.

But today your biggest concern was getting ready to go out.

As the sun began to set, you paced back and forth in front of your closet, feeling the pressure of finding the perfect outfit for the party you were going with Ben at your friend's house. You had spent the better part of the afternoon rifling through your wardrobe, trying on outfit after outfit, but nothing seemed to feel right.

You pulled out a sparkly dress and held it up to your body, admiring the way it shimmered in the light. But then you remembered how uncomfortable it was to wear and how you didn't want to be fidgeting with it all night. You discarded it on your bed.

Next, you picked up a pair of jeans and a cute blouse, thinking that maybe casual was the way to go. But when you tried them on, they just didn't seem to fit right. The jeans were too tight around your hips and the blouse was too baggy in the wrong places. You groaned in frustration and threw them onto the pile of clothes on your bed.

You took a deep breath and tried to calm yourself down. You knew it wasn't a big deal, but you couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. This was just a party, after all. You didn't need to stress about what you were wearing. But as much as you tried to convince yourself of that, you couldn't shake the feeling that you wanted to look good.

You scanned through your clothes once again and finally landed on a long, flowing skirt and a simple tank top. You paired it with some strappy sandals and stood in front of the mirror. It was a comfortable outfit, but was it too plain? Would you stand out among the other guests? You couldn't tell.

You sighed and flopped down on your bed, staring up at the ceiling. Maybe you were overthinking this. Maybe it didn't matter what you wore. But you couldn't help but feel like it did matter. You wanted to make a good impression on Ben and look your best in front of him, without giving away the fact that you had feelings for him.

After a few minutes of deep thought, you stood up and walked back to you closet. You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and picked out a cute white sundress. Your favorite. You slipped it on and twirled around in front of the mirror, admiring the way it flowed around your body. Maybe it was a bit boring, but you loved it and Ben liked this dress too.

As you were lost in your thoughts, you didn't even notice the time passing by. That's when Ben's sudden voice rang out from the bottom of the stairs, informing you that you were running late and had to leave now.

You let out a small yelp of surprise and rushed down the stairs, nearly tripping over your own feet in the process. “I'm coming, I'm coming!” you called out. Struggling to keep pace, you hurriedly made your way out of the door, desperately trying to avoid being left behind, as Ben was already waiting outside.

As you stepped out onto the front porch, the rough texture of the doormat beneath your bare feet made you realize that you had forgotten to put on your shoes. You let out an annoyed groan and hurried back inside, taking care not to trip again, this time on the polished wooden floor. The last thing you wanted was to fall flat on your face and ruin your chance to hang out with Ben.

You quickly slipped on your favorite pair of sneakers, knowing that keeping up with Ben's fast pace and dancing on the party would require comfortable footwear. You didn't want to risk blisters or sore feet this night. After all, you had spent enough time walking around in high heels on the catwalk to know that looking good was important, but comfort was even more important.

With your sneakers securely on your feet, you raced back out onto the porch, eager to catch up with Ben and start the night's adventure.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” you panted. “I couldn't decide what to wear.”

Ben chuckled and gave you a quick look. “Well, you look great in anything, so no need to stress,” he said, making you feel a little bit shy.

You let out a breathless laugh, feeling your heart racing at his compliment. You couldn't help but notice the twinkle in his eyes, the way his lips curled up into a smile, and the slight flush on his cheeks that always appeared when he was around you. It was as if he knew exactly how to make your heart skip a beat.

“You're not looking too shabby yourself,” you replied, trying to mirror his teasing attitude.

Ben grinned, the playful glint in his eyes making your stomach do somersaults. “Why, thank you, kind lady. I do try to look my best,” he joked, making you laugh.

As you and Ben made your way towards the door, he naturally put his arm around your waist. Your friends often teased you both about acting like an old married couple due to living so close to each other, but this gesture felt different. When his touch met your skin, you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body. You tried to shrug it off, attributing it to just nerves, but deep down, you knew there was something more there. Despite being friends for years, lately, you couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something different between you two.

The party was just a short walk away, but it felt like an eternity and even talking did not make the time go any faster. You could smell the scent of his cologne and feel the warmth of his body next to yours. You wanted to stay in that moment forever, but soon enough, you arrived at the house and the party was in full swing.

The moment you stepped inside, the thumping bass of the music hit you hard, signaling that this party was going to be wild. Your friend had promised it would be a small gathering, but it was clear that he had underestimated the turnout. The air was heavy with the scents of alcohol, perfume, and sweat, making it hard to breathe. You looked over to Ben, hoping to find some comfort in his presence, but he was quickly whisked away by his closest friend into the sea of people.

Despite the chaos around you, there was a sense of familiarity that brought a wave of nostalgia. It reminded you of your college days when you went to parties like this every week. Memories flooded back, and you couldn't help but smile.

As you weaved through the crowd, you felt the occasional brush of someone's hand against yours or the whiff of someone's cigarette smoke. It was overwhelming but exciting at the same time.

Eventually, you made it to the kitchen, where the crowd was a little thinner. You poured yourself a drink and turned around, only to find your friend from the fashion shows walking towards you with a drink in his hand. His eyes lit up when he saw you and you couldn't help but feel a little flutter in your chest as he closed you in a tight hug, being careful not to spill your drinks. You can't remember the last time you saw each other off the runway.

“Well, well, well, look who it is. The most beautiful woman in the room,” he said, his voice laced with flirtatious charm.

You rolled your eyes and laughed, knowing this was just his usual banter. “Oh, please, you're just trying to butter me up,” you replied, playing along with his teasing. “Hi, Josh.”

He grinned, showing off his perfect smile. “Maybe I am. But can you blame me? You look absolutely gorgeous tonight,” he said, his eyes twinkling with admiration.

You couldn't help but giggle at his flattery, feeling your nerves settling down in the crowded party. "Well, thank you," you said, taking a sip of your drink. “I guess I can't blame you for having eyes, right?”

Josh chuckled, leaning in closer to your ear. “You know, I've been meaning to ask you something since it's been a while since we've seen each other,” he said, mischief in his voice.

Curiosity piqued and you raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? What's that?”

“Are you seeing anyone?”

You felt your eyes widen, surprised, by his sudden question. You slowly shook your head. “No, not at the moment,” you replied, trying to keep your casual tone. The truth was that you wished you had a different answer.

“Good to know,” Josh said, smiling warmly at you. “Because I was hoping to steal you away for a dance.”

You grinned and shrugged your shoulders. “I don't see why not.”

Josh's hand felt warm against yours as he led you onto the dance floor, and your heart was racing with excitement. As soon as the music began, he pulled you close, and you felt his breath on your neck. You couldn't help but feel a little giddy at his attention, but at the same time, your mind kept drifting to Ben and how you wished it was him dancing with you now.

Despite your inner turmoil, you tried to focus on the present. The beat of the music pulsed through your body as Josh pulled you closer, and you felt a rush of heat rise to your cheeks. He wrapped his arms around your waist, and you could feel the muscles in his chest and arms tense as he swayed to the rhythm.

He was such an incredible dancer, moving with the beat effortlessly, and you followed his lead, feeling yourself getting lost in the moment. He made you laugh with his witty remarks and teasing comments, and you couldn't help but feel drawn to him.

But then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw Ben watching you from across the room. His jaw was clenched tight, and his dark eyes bore into you, making you feel uneasy. You tried to ignore him and focus on Josh, but the feeling of Ben's eyes on you was suffocating.

As the final notes of the song faded away, Josh's breath tickled your ear, making your heart race. “I think your boyfriend is getting jealous,” he whispered with a smirk, his eyes glinting mischievously. You furrowed your eyebrows slightly at the comment, unsure how to respond.

Before you could say anything, however, Ben appeared by your side, his eyes fixed on Josh. “Mind if I cut in?” he asked, his voice laced with tension.

Josh shrugged nonchalantly, taking a step back. “Be my guest,” he said, his smirk growing wider.

As soon as Josh was out of earshot, Ben grabbed your hand roughly and led you away from the dance floor. His grip was strong, almost possessive, but you couldn't deny the thrill that shot through you. You allowed him to lead you out of the crowded room and into the dimly lit hallway, where the sounds of the music faded away into the background.

You tried to speak, but his steely glare stopped you in your tracks. The tension between you was palpable, and you could feel your heart beating fast in your chest. He stopped abruptly and spun you around to face him, his grip still tight on your hand.

Ben's eyes narrowed as he glared at you, the fiery intensity of his gaze making your heart race faster. You had never seen him like this before; in all the time you had known him, he had never once been angry with you. His voice was low and rough as he spoke, his anger barely contained. “What the hell was that? You were practically all over that guy!” he accused.

Your heart sank at the accusation, feeling hurt and betrayed by his words. “All over him? We were just dancing, Ben,” you protested, your voice tinged with desperation. You hoped to make him see reason, to make him understand that there was nothing going on between you and Josh. “Don't forget that we're just friends,” you added, trying to remind him of the boundaries of your relationship.

But Ben was too far gone in his jealousy to listen. “I saw the way he was looking at you,” he spat out, his words laced with venom. “And the way you were looking at him. I don't like it, Y/N. I don't like it one bit.”

A silence fell between the two of you, and you stared into his eyes, searching for a clue as to what you should say next. The tension in the air was palpable, and you could feel the weight of his emotions bearing down on you.

Finally, he let out a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down. He let go of your hand, taking a step back from you. “I know I have no right to be jealous, Y/N. I know we're just friends. But I can't help the way I feel. All I can think about is kissing you when I shouldn't. You aren't mine,” he said, his voice trailed off, and you could see the hurt and frustration etched into his face.

“I can be, just say you want it,” you replied impulsively, before you could stop yourself.

Ben looked at you in surprise, not believing what he had just heard. “What?” he asked, his eyes widening in shock.

You took a step closer to him, feeling bolder than ever. “I said, I can be yours. If you want me,” you repeated, your eyes locking onto his. “How much longer are you going to hide your feelings for me, dummy?”

Ben's surprise slowly turned into a smile, and he took a step closer to you, his hand reaching up to cup your face. “I've been hiding them for far too long, Y/N,” he said, his voice full of warmth. “I want you. I want to be with you.”

He leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a gentle kiss. It was hesitant at first, as if he couldn't believe that this was actually happening. But soon it became more passionate, as if he was trying to make up for all the time he had spent denying his feelings for you. You wrapped your arms around Ben's neck, holding him close as you kissed him back with equal fervor.

As the kiss deepened, you felt a sense of completeness wash over you. This was what you had been waiting for, what you had been hoping for, for so long. And now it was finally happening.

As you both pulled away, you looked up at him, your eyes shining with happiness. Ben smiled at you, his hand still cupping your face. “I can't believe it took us so long to get here,” he said, his voice filled with wonder.

You laughed, feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders. “Better late than never, right?” you replied, feeling giddy with excitement.

Ben pulled you into a tight hug, and you rested your head against his chest, feeling his heartbeat against your ear. “I'm never letting you go,” he whispered, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You smiled, feeling content. “Good, because I'm not going anywhere,” you replied, feeling as if everything was finally falling into place.

[shinagawa-division]

Happy Halloween from CodeX

(+ Malphas, Aiko, & Seizou!)

“I’m quite disappointed in myself to have been roped into this nonsense yet again.”

“Oh quiet, Ritsuko, you’re clearly enjoying this, there’s nothing wrong with getting into the Halloween spirit.”

“I am only doing this for Sumire, she is the only person I will entertain such childishness, had it been anyone else, I would’ve fed them to my own handmade monsters.”

“Noted, teach. Anyways, you guys look great, I told you I was gonna hook us up with some good costumes.”

“I’m surprised you actually did well, here I thought you would’ve messed up and made us look like fools.”

“You act like I can’t follow basic instructions.”

“You…you literally can’t, there has been actual court tapes of you doing the opposite of what you’re supposed to do.”

“They’re fucking fake! None of you can prove that was actually me!”

“Enough! Both of you! I am NOT in the mood for one of your screaming matches tonight, Miho, be grateful that Sumire got us the costumes, Sumire, for once stop provoking your aunt, am I clear?!”

“Tch, alright fine! I apologize, Sumire, you did a good job on getting us costumes.”

“…Yeah, fine, whatever, thanks Miho, sorry for snapping.”

“Glad we can come to an agreement. You there, did you enjoy the show? You can stop cowering now, come here and get your confectioneries.”

You received a treat!

Toil Trouble Bubblegum. Sweet, stretchy and chewy bubblegum made to blow the biggest bubbles you’ve ever seen, it’s infused with popping rocks to give it that bubbly feel you’d see in a cauldron.

“My sincerest apologies you had to see us like that, I assure you we…well, some of us are more graceful than this. Here, for your troubles.”

You received a treat!

Candy Crystals. Crystallized hard candy in various colors signifying their flavors such as strawberry, pineapple, green apple, and grape. They shine and glimmer just as bright as actual crystals.

“‘Graceful’, my ass, I’ve seen you lay a bitch out for less. Anyways, happy halloween, stay dangerous out there.”

You received a treat!

Web Cookies. Freshly baked sugar cookies decorated with white vanilla frosting in a spiderweb like pattern, some of them even have gumdrops that look like little spiders crawling on them.

“By the way, Sumire, where is Aiko? Usually she’d be right in your shadow.”

“Oh, she, Malphas, and Seizou went trick or treating together, it’s the first year Seizou gets to celebrate, I almost can’t believe it but yeah, they’re gonna be gone for most of the day.”

Meanwhile…

“Eeee! Sei-chan, you look so so adorable! Hold on, stand still, I wanna get more photos of you!”

“Nee-sama, you have taken approximately 120 photos in the last hour, Seizou thinks that is more than sufficient data.”

“He’s right, Aiko, how do you even have so much storage on your phone?”

“Big sister made it for me, duh! Also don’t blame me for wanting to capture the moment, this is Seizou’s very first halloween since he was created! This is huge!”

“Heh, yeah I guess it is, how’re you feeling, Sei?”

“Seizou is…content, Seizou is very curious about Halloween and has even done research, however, Seizou is anticipating meeting with A.M.U.-chan.”

“Hehe~ We’re almost there, Sei-chan, be good for big brother A.R.K. when we do okay?”

“…Affirmative.”

“Still don’t feel right about him watching Seizou and A.M.U.”

“I would watch them myself but I promise Saburo-kun I’d go to a cafe with him.”

“Ugh, do NOT remind me, what do you even see in that pipsqueak?”

“Maaaal! I thought we’ve been over this! Saburo-kun’s really sweet and nice! Stop worrying!”

“Yeah, yeah…”

“Nee-sama, Nii-sama, there’s someone here…”

“Eh? Oh! Hi! Happy Halloween! C’mon you guys, give them something!”

You received a treat!

Ghost Gumdrops. Small and cute, white sugary gumdrops with three black drops of brown sugar to look like a ghost, it’s too cute to be creepy and you almost feel bad for eating it.

“Greetings. Seizou wishes you a Happy Halloween.”

You received a treat!

Candy Gears. Hard candy shaped like gears, great for both human and robot consumption.

“What? You still want more? Greedy little human, aren’t you? Take this and get lost.”

You received a trick!

An egg sac?! Oh god it was filled with spiders and it busted! You scream and flail around as the spiders crawl all over you from head to toe!