#this guy is so full of love and is so unafraid to show it

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remember when dream was talking about tv shows he liked and when he mentioned ‘you’ he was like, “i love ‘you’… well i love you guys too but thats not what i meant” 😣😣😣

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I want to share this idea that came to me while listening to Epic the Musical while thinking about Twisted Wonderland!

Imagine certain twisted wonderland characters with a male reader as Telemachus of Ithaca.

Telemachus!reader is cheerful, brave, kind, and temperamental, with a thirst for adventure and a great love for his family. He comes from the island of Ithaca and is heir to the throne of the kingdom of the same name.

I imagine Telemachus!reader is more likely to end up at Royal Sword Academy than Night Raven College for obvious reasons, but I imagine he could still interact with some of the characters for political reasons in other kingdoms.

Imagine Telemachus!reader being Leona's friend thanks to family connections! Leona being the black cat while Telemachus!reader being a freaking golden retriever.

Leona and reader probably knew each other from a very young age through business dealings with the Ithaca royal family in Sunset Savanah and vice versa, remaining friends from childhood through adulthood.

Telemachus!reader wants to push Leona to give his all because "if he doesn't graduate, how can he expect to be able to help him with his kingdom when he needs it!?" And while Leona normally doesn't take him seriously, he also cares about Telemachus!reader and his mother. He's seen how suitors are with the maids and with Telemachus!reader. He won't admit it, but he would turn the suitors into sand if they dared to touch a hair on his friend (and future husband, but he doesn't know that) and his mother (aka the woman who gave him more maternal affection than his own mother growing up).

Their favorite activity to do together is probably fighting each other using spears/swords or their bare hands. Leona has been defeated more times than he'd like to admit, and Telemachus!reader enjoyed every second of it.

GOD, IMAGINE LEONA WHEN SHE FINDS OUT ABOUT THE MASSACRE OF THE SUITORS. The guy swore he was going to get gray hair when he received the news that the Prince of Ithaca, along with his father (the king who disappeared 20 years ago), murdered the 108 suitors after discovering them plotting the death of the royal family.

Leona goes FULL SPEED AHEAD to check if Telemachus!reader is okay, and he is! But he also reeks of blood, and the castle is painted red with the blood of the suitors. he probably kicked the corpse of some suitor he didn't like (I mean, everyone), and he congratulated Telemachus!reader for finally getting rid of the pests infesting the palace of Ithaca.

Obviously, due to the massacre and the PASSIONATE reunion between the king and queen of Ithaca, Telemachus!reader can't sleep in the palace for a few days, so he stays with Leona for a while, causing everyone in Savanaclaw to question Leona's heterosexuality when they see how close he is to the young prince of Ithaca (spoiler:his heterosexuality never existed; lions often show homosexuality). But he doesn't care and doesn't let anyone mess with Telemachus!reader the whole time he stays in Savanaclaw.

If we're already at the stage where they're a couple, I'd say they're very balanced. Leona wants Telemachus!reader to be more assertive and unafraid of seeking out the adventures he craves. he's even willing to accompany him if he goes somewhere particularly dangerous (he complains all the time but never leaves his man alone).

Telemachus!reader, as I said before, wants to help Leona give his all, whether at school or in matters related to Sunset Savannah, because he believes in him and knows he can do more. he's like his personal cheerleader with a phenomenal singing voice.

SPEAKING OF SINGING, Telemachus!reader has a beautiful voice! He probably only sings for his parents and his lover, so Leona is one lucky bastard who gets to enjoy this angel's voice whenever she wants.

Leona has a complicated relationship with Argos, honestly. On one hand, he doesn't like the fact that he's monopolizing his boyfriend's attention by simply existing around him, but he also understands that the dog always came before him.

Over time, he learns to love the old boney guy (that's what he calls him) when he sees his unwavering loyalty. He's also a great naptime companion, so the dog is fine with him.

BONUS: Telemachus!reader's father wasn't very convinced of the relationship between these two because he thought that Leona was only in a relationship with his son to be able to be on the throne (since Leona is not the heir it makes sense that he wants to seek to be king in another monarchy) and tried to give him the shovel talk, but after a sincere talk with Telemachus!reader's mother he was able to see that although Leona is a complicated person with complicated feelings, he genuinely loves his son and would continue to love him if he weren't the heir to the throne of Ithaca, let's say that this was enough to calm Telemachus!reader's father and access his hand in marriage in the future.

Kalim is another interesting case! Since he's practically a second Epic Telemachus, these two are cut from the same cloth. 😅

Kalim loves Telemachus!reader's company and is always welcome to his parties in Scarabia when he feels things are getting too difficult at the Ithaca palace. This only motivates Kalim to throw a BIGGER party to cheer his friend up!

Despite being cheerful, Kalim is NOT ignorant. He knows that Telemachus!reader and his mother are in potential danger at the palace because of the impatient and dangerous suitors. He still remembers when he met Telemachus!reader on a diplomatic mission to Sage Island, and he was covered in bruises because one of the suitors had started a fight by insulting the Queen of Ithaca.

Kalim knows that he can't do much more than be a shoulder to cry on for Telemachus!reader and a confidant but that doesn't mean that he doesn't try to help the royal family in other ways, such as sending "requests" to the queen of Ithaca to make a new rug for Scarabia's bedroom and thus delay the selection of suitors or calling Telemachus!reader at least once a month to come to one of his parties so that he can relax for a while.

AY MAMITA KALIM ALMOST LOSES HIS MIND WHEN JAMIL BROUGHT HIM THE NEWS OF THE ITHACA MASSACRE

Kalim was worried sick for his friend's (and crush's) safety, but he made a surprised Pikachu face when he found out that Telemachus!reader had helped in the massacre and that his father (the king they thought was dead) had returned home and gotten rid of those pigs after hearing them plan to murder the prince and force his way into the queen. It took the poor guy a few minutes to process so much information at once.

It would be very difficult for Kalim to get through the castle, not only because of the lairs but also because the whole place is full of corpses, and he doesn't want to bother the cleaners by making more of a mess than there already is (he probably throws up several times on the way to Telemachus! Reader's room). But when he arrives and sees that his friend is okay, he cries with relief that he actually participated in the massacre and wasn't a victim of it.

Kalim obviously lets Telemachus! Reader stay in Scarabia while they clean the palace (and while his parents are reunited) and throws a big party for him. Even Jamil is happy for Telemachus! Reader to have his father back and that the suitors will never bother him again.

When they become a couple, they both want to seek adventures (much to Jamil's and the Queen of Ithaca's stress), but they both also recognize that they don't yet have the experience or maturity necessary for it, so they agree to wait a few years to be able to travel and seek adventures, while they enjoy their youth.

Kalim wants to hear all the stories Telemachus!Reader knows about his family! From his father's deeds to all the challenges his mother was able to overcome using her wits, these stories make Kalim deeply respect Telemachus!Reader's parents, and he constantly seeks their approval (he doesn't know he already has it).

BOTH BEING MUSICAL PARTNERS, OH MY GOD

Kalim wants to show off his boyfriend's voice at his parties! But he obviously understands if it's something he only does with him and his family. In fact, it makes him feel even happier and luckier since he's part of the select group of people who have heard Telemachus!Reader sing, in addition to sharing other activities like playing instruments or dancing.

Kalim LOVES Argos, whenever he visits the Ithaca family apart from bringing gifts for Telemachus!reader and his mother he also brings gifts for Ithaca's best guardian! toys, dog beds and food of the best quality for the veteran canine, even with all his enthusiasm Kalim always tries to be gentle with him knowing that he is an old and fragile dog but that does not take away the fun of playing with him until both get tired.

BONUS: Kalim has taken Telemachus! reader for a ride on the magic carpet several times, they have explored Sage Island and Ithaca Island at least a dozen times but it never gets boring since they both always have something new to see or a new detail to find, in fact it was on one of these dates that Telemachus! reader sang for Kalim for the first time and he got so excited that they almost crashed into one of the palace walls by not paying attention to the road, it is his favorite anecdote😅

MALLEUS, oh Malleus, is a GREAT GAME for this little prince.

Their dynamic is basically the dragon falling in love with the knight/prince. Malleus becomes a lost puppy when he's with the young prince, and he's always more than happy to have the fairy dragon's company.

I imagine Malleus initially had no interest in Ithaca Island. The only reason he might want to go would be because he respected the queen and wanted to offer an alliance with Ithaca (his grandmother couldn't go and sent him instead) and Briar Valley. However, he didn't expect to meet the cheerful crown prince, who wasn't afraid to face more than 100 suitors to protect his mother's honor. That's what hooked him on the prince in the first place.

But what made Malleus truly fall in love with the young prince was his noble and heroic heart, he was not an arrogant or disrespectful prince as Malleus expected, this sealed the deal for him sincerely.

Their friendship is hilarious, with Telemachus!reader being someone impulsive and jumping straight into confrontation, and Malleus being his intimidating shadow in front of the suitors. As long as Malleus is with him, no one will hurt him, and he's both grateful and a little disappointed that he had to resort to another prince to be respected among the suitors.

Telemachus!reader tries to convince his mother that Malleus isn't as bad as he seems, but it's confirmed only by seeing their interactions. How the Ithacan prince has the Draconia wrapped around his finger and that he keeps playing with a pet Tamagotchi was more than plausible proof that this guy didn't have a bad bone in his body.

Speaking of pets, I feel like Malleus would like to play with Argos, he tries to be gentle with the dog knowing that he is old but he really enjoys it when the dog greets him with such joy when he sees him.

MALLEUS GOES INTO BERSERK MODE WHEN HE LEARNS OF THE ITHACA MASSACRE. It doesn't matter if he teleports or if someone has to take him there, but his priority is to get to Telemachus!reader NOW.

After all the commotion, Malleus is extremely relieved to see his friend completely unharmed, even if he is covered in blood. He tries not to ask too many questions about the massacre other than what happened to start it. When Telemachus!reader explains that he helped his father kill them all, he is quite surprised, but he can easily understand it when he hears the suitors' intentions (which were honestly always very obvious). He may offer his help to get rid of the bodies, but Telemachus!reader states that offering a place to stay for a few days until everything calms down is enough.

Malleus is more than happy to have his prince in diasomnia. He's also happy to see that he gets along well with Lilia (who already senses there's something going on between them), Silver, and Sebek, although part of him already expected it, seeing that Telemachus!reader really wants to make friends and that his aura generally attracts people.

Their relationship as a couple is super sweet and tender. Ironically, Telemachus!reader is the one who takes the lead in the relationship, but Malleus is the one who keeps his boyfriend from getting into trouble because of his temper issues. It's like watching a Doberman keep an eye on a Chihuahua.

Obviously, Malleus trusts his boyfriend's abilities and even blushes when Telemachus!reader is the one protecting him instead of the other way around (especially after chapter 7). He reminds him that this beautiful prince will always protect him too, and makes him feel so, SO loved.

Malleus is more than willing to accompany Telemachus!reader on adventures. Now that he doesn't have so much pressure from being king, he can enjoy his youth more and would be super happy at the idea of ​​going on adventures with his boyfriend (and later future fiancé/husband).

BONUS:Malleus would be willing to ask Telemachus!reader's parents for their blessing to ask for his hand in marriage. Even if he has to face some challenge, he is willing to fight for her love. Although, to his surprise, both of his boyfriend's parents approve and are more than willing to unite both kingdoms to see their son happy. It was a very emotional day for Malleus and Telemachus!reader.

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¡Quiero compartir esta idea que se me ocurrió escuchando epic the musical mientras pensaba en twisted wonderland!

Imaginen a los personajes de twisted wonderland con un lector masculino como telemaco de ithaca

Telemaco!lector es alegre, valiente, amable y temperamental, con mucha sed de aventura y un gran amor a su familia, proviene de la isla de Ithaca y es heredero al trono del reino con el mismo nombre.

La verdad me imagino que Telemaco!lector tiene más probabilidades de quedar en Royal Sword Academy que en Night Raven College por obvias razones, pero me imagino que todavía podría interactuar con algunos de los personajes por razones políticas de otros reinos.

Imaginen a Telemaco!lector siendo amigo de Leona gracias a las conexiones entre familias! Leona siendo el gato negro mientras que Telemaco!lector siendo un maldito golden retriever.

Probablemente Leona y lector se conozcan desde muy jóvenes por negocios de la familia real de Ithaca en Sunset Savanah y viceversa, siendo amigos desde que son niños pequeños hasta su adultez.

Telemaco!lector quiere impulsar a Leona a dar todo de sí porque "si no se llega a graduar como espera poder ayudarlo con su reino cuando lo necesite!?", y si bien normalmente Leona no se lo toma en serio el también se preocupa por Telemaco!lector y la madre de este, el ha visto como son los pretendientes con las criadas y con Telemaco!lector, no lo admite pero el convertiría a los pretendientes en arena si es que se atreven a tocarle un pelo a su amigo(y futuro esposo pero eso no lo sabe) y a su madre(aka la mujer que le dio más afecto materno que su propia madre mientras crecia).

Su actividad favorita para hacer juntos Probablemente sea pelear entre sí usando lanzas/espadas o sus propias manos, Leona ha sido derrotado más veces de las que le gustaría admitir y Telemaco!lector gozo cada segundo de eso.

DIOS IMAGINEN A LEONA CUANDO SE ENTERE DE LA MASACRE DE LOS PRETENDIENTES, el tipo juraba que le iban a salir canas cuando recibió la noticia de que el príncipe de Ithaca junto a su padre(el rey desaparecido hace 20 años) asesinaron a los 108 pretendientes al descubrirlos planeando la muerte de la familia real.

Leona va A TODA VELOCIDAD a verificar si Telemachus!reader esta bien, ¡y lo está! Pero también apesta a sangre y el castillo está pintado de rojo con la sangre de los pretendientes, probablemente pateo el cadaver de algún pretendiente que le caía mal(osea todos) y felicito a Telemachus!reader por finalmente deshacerse de las plagas que infestaban el palacio de Ithaca.

Obviamente debido la masacre y el APASIONADO reencuentro entre el rey y la reina de ithaca Telemaco!lector no puede dormir en el palacio por unos días así que se queda con Leona un tiempo, haciendo que todos en savanaclaw cuestionen la heterosexualidad de Leona al ver lo cercano que es con el joven principe de Ithaca(spoiler:nunca hubo heterosexualidad, literalmente los leones llegan a ser homosexuales) pero a el no le importa y no deja que nadie se meta con Telemaco!lector el tiempo que se queda en savanaclaw.

Leona tiene una relación complicada con Argos sinceramente, por un lado no le gusta que acapare la atención de su novio simplemente existiendo cerca suyo pero también entiende que el perro siempre estuvo antes que el.

con el tiempoque aprende a querer al viejo huesudo(así es como lo llama) al ver su lealtad inquebrantable, aparte de que es un gran compañero para siestas así que si el perro está bien para el.

Si ya vamos a la etapa en la que son pareja diría que son muy balanceados, Leona quiere que Telemaco!lector sea más asertivo y que no tenga miedo de ir a buscar las aventuras que tanto quiere, incluso esta dispuesto a acompañarlo si va a algún lugar especialmente peligroso(se queja todo el rato pero no deja a su hombre solo en ningún momento).

Telemachus!reader como dije antes quiere ayudad a Leona a dar todo de sí mismo ya sea en la escuela o en asuntos de Sunset Savannah, ya que cree en el y sabe que puede dar más de sí mismo, es como su porrista personal con una voz de canto fenomenal.

HABLANDO DE CANTAR, ¡Telemaco!lector tiene una voz bellísima! Probablemente solo canta para sus padres y su amante así que Leona es un bastardo suertudo que puede disfrutar de la voz de este ángel cuando quiera.

BONUS:el padre de Telemaco!lector no estuvo muy convencido de la relación entre estos dos porque pensaba que Leona solo estaba en una relación con su hijo para poder estar al trono(al Leona no ser el heredero tiene sentido que quiera buscar ser rey en otra monarquía) y trató de darle la charla de la pala, pero después de una sincera charla con la madre de Telemaco!lector pudo ver que si bien Leona es una persona complicada con sentimientos complicados el genuinamente ama a su hijo y lo seguiria amando si no fuera el heredero al trono de Ithaca, digamos que esto fue suficiente para calmar al padre de Telemaco!lector y acceder a su mano en matrimonio en el futuro.

¡Kalim es otro caso interesante! Ya que es prácticamente un segundo telemaco de epic, estos dos salieron del mismo molde😅

Kalim adora la compañía de Telemaco!lector y siempre es bienvenido a sus fiestas en scarabia cuando siente que las cosas son demasiado difíciles en el palacio de Ithaca, ¡eso solo motiva a Kalim a hacer una fiesta MAS GRANDE para animar a su amigo!

Pese a ser alegre Kalim NO es ignorante, sabe que Telemaco!lector y su madre corren potencial peligro en el palacio por culpa de los pretendientes impacientes y peligrosos, todavía recuerda cuando se encontró a Telemaco!lector en una misión diplomatica en sage island y este estaba cubierto de moretones por culpa de uno de los pretendientes que había iniciado una pelea al insultar a la reina de Ithaca.

Kalim sabe que no puede hacer mucho más que ser un hombro para llorar para Telemaco!lector y un confidente pero eso no significa que no intente ayudar a la familia real de otras formas, como enviarle "pedidos" a la reina de Ithaca para hacerle una nueva alfombra para el dormitorio de scarabia y así se retrasa más la selección de pretendientes o llamar aunque sea una vez al mes a Telemaco!lector para que vaya a alguna fiesta suya para que se pueda relajar un rato.

AY MAMITA KALIM CASI PIERDE LA CABEZA CUANDO JAMIL LE DA LAS NOTICIAS DE LA MASACRE DE ITHACA

Kalim estaba preocupado hasta la medula por la seguridad de su amigo(y crush) pero puso cara de pikachu sorprendido cuando se entero que Telemaco!lector había ayudado en la masacre y que su padre(el rey que creían Muerto) había vuelto a casa y se deshizo de esos cerdos al oírlos planear asesinar al príncipe y forzar a la reina, el pobre necesito unos minutos para procesar tanta información de golpe😅

Le sería muy difícil a Kalim pasar por el castillo no solo por los guaridas sino también porque todo el lugar está repleto de cadaveres y no quiere molestar mas a los de limpieza haciendomas desastre del que ya hay(probablemente vomita varias veces en el camino hacia el cuarto de telemaco!lector), pero cuando llega y ve que su amigo está bien llora de alivio de que en realidad si haya participado en la masacre y no haya sido víctima de esta.

Kalim obviamente deja que Telemaco!lector se quede en scarabia en lo que limpian el palacio(y en lo que sus padres se reencuentran) y hace una gran fiesta por el, incluso Jamil esta feliz por Telemaco!lector al tener a su padre de vuelta y que los pretendientes no le volverán a molestar nunca más.

Cuando ya son pareja ambos quieren buscar aventuras(para el estrés de Jamil y la reina de ithaca) pero ambos también reconocen que todavía no tienen la experiencia o la madurez necesaria para ello, por lo que quedan en que esperaran unos años para poder viajar y buscar aventuras, mientras tanto ellos disfrutan de su juventud.

¡Kalim quiere escuchar todas las historias que lector sabe de su familia! Desde las hazañas de su padre hasta todos los desafíos que su madre pudo superar usando su ingenio, estas historias hacen que Kalim respete muchísimo a los padres de lector y busca su aprobación constantemente(el no sabe que ya la tiene).

AMBOS SIENDO COMPAÑEROS MUSICALES DIOS MIOOOO

¡Kalim quiere presumir la voz de su novio en sus fiestas! Pero obviamente entiende si es algo que solo hace con el y su familia, de hecho hace que se sienta aún más feliz y afortunado ya que es parte del selecto grupo de gente que ha oído a reader cantar, aparte de que comparten otras actividades como tocar instrumentos o bailar.

Kalim ADORA a Argos, siempre que visita a la familia de ithaca aparte de traer regalos para Telemaco!lector y su madre ¡también trae regalos para el mejor guardián de Ithaca! juguetes, camas para perro y comida de la mejor calidad para el canino veterano, aun con todo su entusiasmo Kalim siempre trata de ser gentil con el sabiendo que es un perro viejo y frágil pero eso no quita la diversión de jugar con el hasta que ambos se cansen.

BONUS:Kalim ha llevado a Telemaco!lector a pasear en la alfombra mágica varias veces, han explorado sage island y la isla de ithaca aunque sea una docena de veces pero nunca se vuelve aburrido ya que ambos siempre tienen algo nuevo que ver o un nuevo detalle que encontrar, de hecho fue en una de estas citas en la que Telemaco!lector canto para Kalim por primera vez y este se puso tan emocionado que casi chocan con una de las murallas del palacio al no prestar atención al camino, es su anécdota favorita😅

MALLEUS,oh malleus es un PARTIDAZO para este princeso.

Su dinámica es básicamente el dragón que se enamora del caballero/príncipe, Malleus se vuelve un cachorro perdido cuando esa con el joven príncipe y este siempre esta más que feliz de tener la compañía del hada dragón.

Me imagino que en un inicio Malleus no tenía interés en la isla de Ithaca, la única razón por la que podría querer ir seria porque el respetaba a la reina y querría ofrecer una alianza con ithaca(su abuela no podía ir y lo envío en su lugar) con briar valley, sin embargo no esperaba conocer al risueño príncipe heredero que no tenía miedo de enfrentarse a más de 100 pretendientes con tal de proteger el honor de su madre, eso fue lo que lo engancho con el príncipe en primer lugar.

Pero lo que hizo que Malleus realmente quedara prendado del joven príncipe fue su corazón noble y heroico, no era un príncipe arrogante o irrespetuoso como malleus esperaba, esto cerró el trato para el sinceramente.

Su amistad es divertidisima, siendo Telemaco!lector alguien impulsivo que salta directo a la confrontación y Malleus siendo su sombra intimidante ante los pretendientes, siempre y cuando malleus este con el nadie le hará daño y esta entre agradecido y un poco decepcionado de que haya tenido que recurrir a otro príncipe para ser respetado entre los pretendientes😅

Lector trata de convencer a su madre de que Malleus no es tan malo como parece, pero se confirma solo al ver sus interacciones y como el príncipe ithacano tiene al Draconia envuelto alrededor de su dedo y que este sigue jugando con un tamagochi como mascota fue prueba más que plausible que este tipo no tenía ni un hueso malo en su cuerpo.

Hablando de mascotas, siento que malleus le gustaría jugar con Argos, trata de ser delicado con el perro sabiendo que esta anciano pero realmente disfruta cuando el perro lo recibe con tanta alegría cuando lo ve.

MALLEUS SE PONE MODO BERSERK CUANDO SE ENTERA DE LA MASACRE DE ITHACA no importa si se teletransporta o si alguien lo tiene que llevar pero su prioridad es llegar a Telemaco!lector AHORA.

Después de toda la conmocion Malleus esta sumamente aliviado de ver a su amigo totalmente ileso aún si está manchado de sangre, trata de no hacer muchas preguntas respecto a la matanza aparte de que fue lo que ocurrió para que empezará, y cuando Telemaco!lector le explica que ayudo a su padre a matarlos a todos quedo bastante sorprendido pero fácilmente pudo entenderlo al oír las intenciones de los pretendientes(que sinceramente siempre fueron muy obvias) y puede que ofrezca su ayuda para deshacerse de los cuerpos pero Telemaco!lector afirmó que con ofrecer un lugar donde pasar unos días hasta que todo se calme es suficiente.

Malleus esta más que feliz de tener a su príncipe en diasomnia, también se alegra al ver que este se lleva bien con Lilia(que ya siente que hay algo entre los dos), Silver y Sebek, aunque parte de el ya se lo esperaba al ver que Telemaco!lector realmente quiere hacer amigos y que su aura en general atrae a las personas.

Su relación como pareja es super dulce y tierna, irónicamente es Telemaco!lector quien lleva la delantera en la relación pero Malleus es quien evita que su novio se meta en problemas por sus problemas con su temperamento, es como ver un doberman vigilando a un chihuahua😂

Obviamente malleus confía en las habilidades de su novio y hasta se sonroja cuando lector es quien lo protege en vez de ser al revés(especialmente después del capítulo 7), le recuerda que este hermoso príncipe siempre lo protegerá también y lo hace sentir tan, TAN amado😭

Malleus esta más que dispuesto a acompañar a Telemaco!lector a aventuras, ahora que no tiene tanta presión con ser rey el puede disfrutar más su juventud y estaria super feliz ante la idea de ir de aventuras con su novio(y más tarde futuro prometido/esposo).

BONUS:

Malleus estaría dispuesto a pedirle su bendición a los padres de lector para pedir su mano en matrimonio, incluso si tiene que hacer algún reto esta dispuesto a pelear por su amor, aunque para su sorpresa ambos padres de su novio lo aprueban y están más que dispuestos a unir ambos reinos con tal de ver a su hijo feliz, fue un día muy emotivo para malleus y lector.

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While working on the video, I rewatched some of the scenes with Luke and one of them really stuck with me. You know the one: June is outside, in full-blown rage, after Lawrence denies her access to Hannah. She’s breaking things, yelling, completely undone. And Luke runs out and wraps her in his arms like he’s saving her while she’s screaming “let me go!”

Someone may think it’s a romantic moment. Like he’s the strong man, showing up just in time to protect her from herself. But if you look closer… it’s not beautiful at all. June was in the middle of an emotional release. She needed to rage. She needed to scream. And Luke didn’t just interrupt he physically restrained her against her will (and oh god after Gilead it’s must be so triggering to her omg). Even when she said “let me go,” he didn’t. That’s not support. That’s control.

And the thing is he doesn’t do it to hurt her. He does it because he thinks it’s love. Because he wants to be the hero. Luke has always tried to play the rescuer. It’s part of his identity, the good guy, the protector, the husband who wants desperately to handle things. Even at the beginning of Gilead, when June lost her job and her rights, he didn’t say, “This is wrong, this is dangerous.” He said, “Don’t worry, I’ll make enough money. I’ll take care of you.” As if her oppression was a practical inconvenience he could fix.

And in season 5, it’s even clearer. He says to her: “I just want to protect you.” And she snaps back: “You don’t understand. I don’t need your protection.” Because she doesn’t. She needs space. And he can’t give her that because he’s too wrapped up in being the man. The one in charge. The one who saves.

But Nick? Nick is the opposite. He doesn’t try to “save” her. He doesn’t interrupt. He doesn’t restrain. He just stays present. In the car, when she breaks down and hits the window he lets her. In season 2, when she’s sobbing and hitting the steering wheel he gives her space. He watches. He feels it. He holds it without grabbing or fixing.

He’s not trying to be a hero. He’s just there. Solid and quiet and unafraid of her pain. And that’s what emotional maturity looks like.

So no that scene with Luke isn’t love. It’s not strength. It’s a red flag wrapped in a romantic edit. Because the partner who truly loves you isn’t the one who says “Let me protect you.” It’s the one who says “I trust you to feel everything and I’m not going anywhere.”

[petvlss]

Boy Next Door Episode 1: Childhood

You were seven—small, quiet, and afraid of just about everything. Life was soft and safe inside your little world until a knock on the door shattered the silence. Enter two boys: kind-eyed. Suddenly, fear wasn’t the loudest thing in your chest anymore. It was laughter, peanut butter, and movie nights. This isn’t a love story. Not yet. It’s a story about found family, about the boys who became your brothers, and the summer that changed everything.

pairing: Lee Felix x Reader, a lil Bangchan x Reader (nothing romantic,,,,yet)

warnings: EVERYONE ARE CHILDREN AND ARE TO BE TREATED AS SUCH

word count: 2.0k

a/n: Goodness gracious. I have never spent a literal MONTH PLANNING a story, let alone restless nights doing nothing but writing it. I am genuinely so proud of this small chapter and can't wait for you guys to read the next part WHENEVER I POST IT HAHA. (I also used this story as an excuse to learn how to use Tumblr to its full content and am proud of how far I've come.)

BND Masterlist

You could never imagine talking to someone who wasn't your own mom or a close friend. It wasn't a part of you—the social butterfly bit that a lot of kids had until that day.

It was one of those slow, golden mornings where the light splayed across the room, basking you in safety and warmth. You sat cross-legged in your Cookie Monster pajamas, blue cotton pilled at the knees, eyes glued to some random educational TV show that only ever aired before the world woke up. Your fingers toyed with the fraying edge of the soft rug. The house smelled like toast and lemon cleaner– your mom’s way of making the world feel clean, like a reset button pressed every Saturday morning.

Then your mom came down the stairs, her slippers whispering against the hardwood. Voice soft but sure. “Y/N,” she started, brushing a stray hair from your forehead, “there’s a new family that moved in next door. We’re going to meet them.” You shifted from your warm spot on the carpet to the couch, hugging your knees, and peeking out the window with wary eyes. A single U-Haul truck sat parked by the curb, the sun bouncing off its metal like a flashbulb. Beside it, a gray sedan and a scattering of moving boxes– probably filled to the brim with toys, books, clothes, and old memories. All packaged away in that brown cardboard. This sight was the quiet chaos of a new beginning. Your mom kept talking–something about kindness and “warm welcomes”, but the words barely registered in your tiny head. Your thoughts were spiraling. New people. Unknown voices. Stranger's eyes.

Even your breathing felt too loud.

She handed you a clean T-shirt to change into. “Just for a little while, sweetheart,” she said. You nodded like it was a chore, like brushing your teeth or saying thank you. But you never made it out the door. Because before you could, there were three knocks.

Gentle.

Rhythmic. Like the start of a song.

Your head snapped toward the door. Your mom moved toward the sound, you trailing behind her, clutching the fabric of her sweatpants like they were armor. Peeking out from behind her leg, you saw him: a boy just a little taller than you. Brown hair tousled like he’d just escaped a whirlwind. Brown eyes that glinted like melted chocolate. And a smile–wide, easy, and completely unafraid. He held out a plate of cookies wrapped in wax paper.

Behind him stood another boy, taller, older, also brown-haired, but with quieter eyes. Thoughtful eyes. The kind that had seen a bit more.

“Hi!” the younger one said brightly. “I’m Felix, and this is Chris. We just moved in next door!” He lifted the plate like it was an offering to the gods. “We made you cookies!” Your mom beamed like someone had turned the sun back on.

“How sweet! I’m Ms. Y/LN, and this,” she said, giving your hand a small tug, exposing you to the two sets of brown eyes, “is Y/N.”

You made a sound. It wasn’t a word–just a startled squeak that broke into a whimper as you bolted, legs carrying you like a scared animal, straight to your room. You dove under the familiar wood of your bed like it was a foxhole in a war zone.

The cookie truce would have to wait.

Dust clung to your pajamas. The underside of your bed smelled like old wood and forgotten socks. You hugged Poncho to your chest, heart thudding like a trapped bird. Minutes passed. Maybe twenty. Maybe more.

The sound of your mom’s voice filtered through the floorboards, low and distant. Then–footsteps. Heavier than your mom’s. Careful. Measured. A presence.

A shadow appeared.

Then a hand.

Then a cookie. Just dangling there. Like a peace treaty. You froze. Then, with one quick grab, you snatched it, because even fear couldn’t beat sugar.

The bed creaked. The mattress shifted. And suddenly, there was someone under the bed with you. “Y/N, right?” You nodded. “I’m Chris.” Another nod, slower this time, crumbs clinging to your lips. He talked. Not loud, not fast. Just–steady. About your favorite show. About your pet fish named Bluey. About how long the plane ride was from Australia and how Felix almost cried when his Game Boy battery died mid-flight.

You giggled.

Eventually, you crawled out from your hiding place like a baby rabbit, blinking at the world. You showed him Bluey’s tank. He told you Felix was eight and liked dinosaurs and always got peanut butter on the remote. You liked peanut butter, too.

Time softened. Hours folded in on themselves like paper cranes. When the streetlights blinked on, your mom walked in and smiled at the sight of the two of you. “Chris, honey, it’s time for you to go home.” Chris stood up, dusting his knees off.

“I had a good time with you, Y/N,” he said. The night curled behind him like a ribbon as he walked back home.

That night, over tacos, your mom smiled. “They seem nice.” You nodded, chewing.

“He gave me a cookie,” you mumbled, mouth full.

“Y/N,” she warned, “chew your food.” You rolled your eyes, but the smile didn’t leave your face.

“I think I’m making a friend.” Which was rare. Being afraid, you didn’t have many.

Later, warm from the bath and wrapped in your softest pajamas, you curled beneath your blanket. Just as sleep tugged at your eyelids, a soft glow spilled across your room. You lifted your head.

Felix. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, lit by the blue screen of a Nintendo. His window faced yours like it was always meant to.

He looked up.

Saw you.

Smiled.

You dropped like a rock, your face burning.

Your stomach twisted in a way you didn’t recognize.

He wasn’t Chris.

You didn’t know who he was—and honestly, you didn’t want to. Not now. Maybe not ever. But curiosity was itching your brain. What was he like?

The next morning was beautiful. The sky was clean as a blank page. Sunlight stretched like gold taffy over the lawns. Naturally, your mom shoved you outside to “get some fresh air.” At least you had Poncho.

You sat beneath the tall tree in the front yard, whispering made-up stories to your gray rabbit, spinning tales about moon creatures and kitty-shaped aliens. Poncho listened without judgment. He always did.

This neighborhood was nice—familiar. The older boys always grouped up and everyone else ran around. You were in your own little world. Alone.

Then came the shadows. The group of older boys swaggered across the street, loud and careless, all knees and elbows and sharp laughter.

One of them pointed. “Hey! This weirdo still plays with dolls.” You blinked. Confused. Poncho wasn’t a doll. He was everything.

He was safe.

“Seven and still acting like a baby.” You hugged Poncho tighter. But it was too late. A blonde boy snatched him from your arms.

“Give him back!” you squeaked, your tiny voice trembling. They laughed. Tossed Poncho between them like a cruel game. Your throat tightened. Eyes welled. Then–clunk. One boy fell. Hard. Groaning. You turned. Chris. Standing there like a storm in human skin.

“Pick on someone your own size.” He dusted off Poncho like he was a fragile treasure, then slipped one hand into yours and the other around your rabbit. He didn’t say much. He didn’t need to. Inside his house, he settled you onto the couch and tucked Poncho into your lap. “What do you wanna watch, cookie?” he asked, flipping through DVDs.

You watched movies. Three of them. Maybe four. Popcorn, juice boxes, and laughter in between. You looked up at some point during the second movie and saw Felix on the stairs. He seemed to just be watching, but the moment your eyes latched onto his, he rushed back upstairs. Almost as if mimicking what you had done to him the night prior.

“He’s curious about you,” Chris says. “He saw you outside the day we moved in, and he wanted to be your friend.”

“He does?” you ask quietly.

“Yeah,” he snickers. “He’s just not the best with words—unless it involves his Nintendo.”

“I like video games.”

Chris nodded his head toward the stairs.

“Please. Enlighten him.”

You slowly got up, making your way toward the stairs, each step growing darker than the last.

At the top, there were three doors—one just to the left of the bathroom, one to the right, and one directly across the hall. The door to the left of the bathroom was slightly cracked open, so you peeked in.

The walls were a soft grey, and a bed sat in front of a window dressed in blue bedding. Boxes were scattered everywhere—except for one thing: a guitar propped neatly in the corner. Chris had told you about his guitar lessons back in Australia.

You stepped out and gently closed the door behind you.

You reached for the door on the right, but before your fingers touched the handle, you heard the low hum of a TV and the warm chuckle of someone older. You pulled your hand back. That must be their parents’ room.

That left only one door.

You walked up and gave it a soft knock. You heard the creak of a bed and the shuffle of small feet before the door slowly opened. His eyes met yours, wide and surprised.

“Uh…” your voice trailed off. “Hi.”

“Hi,” he responded simply.

You scrambled for something to say. Anything.

“You like peanut butter?” you blurted, remembering something Chris had mentioned the day before.

“Yeah,” he said, glancing down. “Do you want some?”

You nodded, and the two of you walked downstairs to the kitchen. He grabbed the jar from the pantry and hopped up on the counter, leaving just enough space for you.

“You have spoons?” you asked.

He pointed to one of the open boxes labeled Kitchen. You reached in and grabbed two, then climbed onto the counter beside him. When you handed him a spoon, the smallest smile crept across his face.

There you sat, on the counter, side by side, digging into a jar of peanut butter. Small stories. Quiet laughter. It echoed in the space between boxes and warm light.

Outside, the sky was starting to melt into dusk.

And you knew how your mom was.

“I should probably go,” you said, hopping off the counter.

“Awwh,” he whined, “could you sleep over?”

You never thought you’d hear those words come out of his mouth. Or anyone’s mouth, to be honest.

“Let me go ask my mom.” You made your way toward the front door, but he followed close behind.

“Wanna race across the lawn?”

You could never back down from a challenge.

The two of you lined up on his porch and then booked it across the yard. And for once—everything negative faded away. The world had shifted, if only slightly. Breathless, you both landed on your porch, grinning.

“Mom?” you called as you stepped inside. Then, turning to Felix, “Stay here for a sec.”

He nodded and stood by the couch obediently.

You jogged up the stairs to the small office your mom used. She was hunched over her computer, deep in something.

“Mom?”

She looked up, eyes tired but warm. “Yes, hon?”

“Can I stay the night at Felix and Chris’s?”

She paused, considering. “If it’s okay with their mom and dad,” she nodded.

“Thanks!” you beamed, then dashed back down the stairs. Felix met you at the bottom, hopeful.

“She said yes, as long as it’s okay with your parents!”

“Let’s race back to my place!”

You sprinted across the lawn again, breathless and laughing. His parents gave the green light, and that was all it took.

That night was full of giggles and video games—mostly him nerding out about his favorites, and you listening, charmed. You finished off the peanut butter jar together and, eventually, both crashed on his small bed.

That was the night everything changed.

That was the night you and Felix became inseparable.

TAGLIST (OPEN STILL): @lixies-favorite-cookie @skzfangirl143 @trippoverrt @maddy24207 @felixsonlyrealwife

[jessxxxfwd]

𝄞 wave to earth ⌗⌗⌗ 🌊2🌐

***introducing!... Skz as wave to earth songs , oneshots (obvi none of this is real I just felt silly)

Bang Chan - sunny days

Originally written as a love song, but then singer Daniel Kim said it felt more like a appreciation of his family and friends and bandmates, and I think that fits Chris so perfectly.

Like... hes so caring and passionate and sunny days is just him. From his sweet words to his smile, his laugh and his love. Gentle touches and soft words, he's definitely the kind of guy who writes song after song about his loved ones...

He's definitely a words of affirmation king!? Like " you are my golden age " and " we melt this love and recreate it, as we imagine it " it's literally him wdym he didn't write this???

He's a commitment guy in my eyes, like #4lyfers, once he's in love he's IN Love. Locked in.

This song just gives me two lovers cuddled up on a couch, on some front decking in a sunrise just.. Being. And I see him as that kind of guy yk? He's in love and content. That's it. Nothing more nothing less, this song is just about love, for anyone in your life really. And he's such a loving guy.

Lee Know - slow dive

A song where things are healing yet feel hopeless, a hard exterior of doubt and worry for perfection and past mistake, and a soft warm inside for healing and longing for hope. And that reminds me of Minho, he strives for perfection in everything he does but still knows it isn't always possible (Though he's pretty close to perfection!).

He's the kind of lover who wants to give more and more he wants to be more than enough.

He just wants to love and be loved, to crack down his protective shell and show off his flaws and fun carefree side. But that's a hard thing to do. But once it finally happens " Feels like I can stay forever" is fitting for it.

He's a act of service guy, just so helpful and caring, hell he treats his cats like his actual children! Imagine how he'd be with a actual human partner. He's a guy who doesn't need pda, soft hand brushes and and gentle kisses on the head or cheek are more than enough. He prefers to be private with affectionate. At home, in peaceful bliss with his cats and partner.

Free from constant pressures and worries. Just him. That's the love he wants and deserves (I literally wanna kiss him a big smooch so bad).

Changbin - surf.

This upbeat song about carefree love and just living is sooooo him! To the instrumental to the lyrics " We don't have much time to enjoy, Just sing it, my babe " just so carefree and happy. And he is just such a joyful guy.

His love is love without worry, without shame. Raw and unfiltered. Unique and perfect. He's a guy who loves quality time and physical touch.

He's just a big ball of infectious love and smiles, literally dream boyfriend quality. He's just so aaaa! He loves to love, just spreading joy is a thing he wants to do. And with a partner? You'd never be alone. Never feel unwanted.

Not with him. Not with the hundreds of kisses and hugs, the soft touches and beautifully poetic words mixed with humor and joking.

If Felix wasn't the sun he would be to me! He's my baby and he's just a guy who's unafraid to show the ones he loves how much he does, in public or not. Whether at home or in the street in broad daylight. Who cares! You only live once and he's going to live it to the fullest he can.

Hyunjin - purple lake

The artist flow and melody of this, the way when I hear this it's like the music is almost being painted to me... Who else could I have chosen? He's a master with words, he speaks his words in ways that swoon. He's a guy who loves passionately.

Passion is what I think for him, strong passion or gentle, either way he's full of it! He's a words of affirmation guy along with receiving gifts. Flowers and handmade things he's crafted.

This song is just to dreamy, I mean the chorus is literally " I swim in your dreams " and HE is so dreamy, his face, his voice, his talents.. And he matches the lyrics a lot.

Honestly I need a cover of him singing this because it's so beautiful (like him) and he is just such a perfect lover, like someone from a movie almost, I mean he's a guy who just wants to be a hopeless romantic really, and throw a partner in the mix and he's got a person to paint and show his talents to.

he's such a talented guy.He just needs to know that he is. He needs to know he's loved just as much as he loves his partner.

Han - gold

" I don't need that gold life " is literally him. humble diva. It's the little things that truly matter. Kisses on the hand or a good job between hard days and bad nights. Just reassurance and comfort in not needing the most but feeling like what you have already is the most.

Fulfillment and contentment, well not fulfilled fully because he still has so much more he wants to do, to experience. But definitely content. Proud and accomplished in both his career and romance.

He loves you and you love him. He doesn't need a big parade to say that he does. He just shows it, he's definitely an act of service and physical touch kind of person, doing things like making food, thinking about the little things again, remembering dates and celebrating small achievements.

A person cheerleader really. And god he's so good at it. Rest assured any partners will feel love 1000x over and over again.

So to sum it up for Jisung, he doesn't need everything. Because he already has it. Sometimes simple beautiful, careful love is all someone could want. I mean I do </33

Felix - daisy.

Okay so basically Daniel Kim and Soon-jong (John) Cha sat and were like " okay... Felix Lee... Yup let's write a song about him! " and now we have this beautiful beautiful masterpiece :D

So perfect. A song about falling in love and your world almost changing, glowing and becoming wonderful. And I think that's what Felix does to so many people, especially a partner, he radiates light, through his smile and beautiful eyes.

He's a guy who really just has all the love languages in him already. Though I like words of affirmation for him mainly. He's such an amazing person, to fans and to his fellow members, fellow idols, just a gentleman and a good person. And this song is almost a both reuniting with a loved one, love blooming again, " Daisy, every time I see you, My day is getting coloured " like... Literally him.

Again another #4lyfer kind of guy, he wants to settle down and just adopt animals, sit and watch movies, bake so much that there's no place to store any of it. I mean he and his partner do it anyways, he just needs the ring for next time.

Definitely a man who wants to live life to the fullest but isn't afraid of settling down, sure the occasional butterflies but he's in love. It's so normal for those feelings when you feel so deeply.

Seungmin - peach eyes

#personalfav? I love Minnie and this song, and it is literally him. He's literally puppy eyed, so.. Peach eyes are practically the same! And the lyricism?

When things get bad or lovely, he has love " You'll be my sunlight, how could I not rely on you, peach eyes? " friend love, romance love, family love. Love. This song is a romance song but you can love and rely on anyone. He's definitely a acts of service kind of dog guy.

Love and fluffy tummy feelings are a new thing for him, I don't feel like he's had too many partners, he loves deeply, so casual dating isn't his forté. At first he thought it was crazy nausea when he first fell in love. Maybe he was just allergic to gorgeous people with prettier eyes...

But alas he isn't (he'd be allergic to himself...) He likes pda, not too much, holding hands and kissing in the nose, head, chin, cheek. It's common in interactions now.

He's just new to this, a fresh apple who trusts you not to let him mould and spoil, and you never will, with how open he is with your communication he understands completely how you feel and you get him. He just loves this new love.

I.N. - light

" You are my sea, you are my sunshine. The star, the moon " is so him especially " I've seen a wonderful sight, with a bright glow " because HE is that bright BRIGHT glow. Literally my baby angel in my eyes. And this song is him in a melody and some words, the lyrics talk about them almost like stars or part of the solar system then repeat about flying away together. To me it's like running away for love. To be in love.

And believe me he's not running away, more like he just forgets to tell anyone then starts kissing and holding hands in front of others, he doesn't mean to he swears!

A quality time guy, he just loves being together, being alone together feels like you're escaping together. Leaving and running away to where you can be proud and in love. Ehen really he's like that... Well everywhere!

He likes going on food dates, I mean I swear he literally unhinges his jaw when he eats... (I shoulda given him peach eyes for his love of them but NO they was for my baby Minnie) he loves going out, dates, piers, walks, shopping, even just into the garden for no reason. My guy loves being around people and loved ones. That's it. That's all he needs.

Aaaaaa!!! It keeps accidentally posting my shit before I'm done </333 what's your favorite w2e song? I love "Annie." And "Love." But these are fire too!! Enjoy ><

[skygemspeaks]

I think part of what makes lucy so endearing is that even though he's an unholy little terror whose first response to any minor inconvenience is playfully suggesting murder, he's also just a typical little kid and he's unafraid to show it

like when he says something really cute so linus scoops him up and kisses him multiple times on the cheeks, then when he tries to put him down, lucy refuses to let go, clinging to his dad and resting his head in the crook of linus' neck and getting all sleepy and sweet

Or when he gets in trouble for making sentient mud men and linus does the typical parent thing of shouting his full name ("LUCIFER BAKER-PARNASSUS!") and lucy, who's probably never had a last name before and who has been eagerly waiting for his and his siblings' adoption to go through for the past year, just stops in the middle of running away and says, "aw, i love that name!"

he's the antichrist, but he's also just a little guy!

[shadow4-1]

No Boundaries - Task Force 141 Headcanons/Imagines (SFW)

Warring and fighting and bleeding all over each other is the quickest way to break down boundaries.

Here's a few headcanons on how each of the 141 boys respect/disregard your personal space and why.

Captain Price:

- He's the most respectful, and he really tries to be. It comes with the territory of being your superior, after all.

- Unlike some of the boys, he's very unafraid to touch you. You're nervous? Hand on your lower back. You're under fire? He pushes you back and behind him. You're hurt? He's immediately ripping through whatever article of your clothing he has to.

- Probably the most jarring/boundary pushing thing he'd do to you (if you're not dating), is making you sit on the edge of his desk while he talks to you. If the two of you aren't super close yet, it feels a bit strange. But the more you get to know him you realize he makes you do it so he can take full physical stock of you. Whether or not that's a good thing, you have no clue.

- When he knocks on your door he'll wait outside for as long as he needs to. He'd like for you to respond to him if you're in the middle of something (or someone) but even if you don't, he'll patiently wait. After about five minutes with no response he'll get antsy. After ten minutes he'll actually enter your room without permission. He'll be vocal about it though. "Sorry, love! Don't mean t' barge n' like this but-"

Lieutenant Ghost:

- Depending on his mood he can be pretty courteous or kind of a complete dickhead. He pulls rank whenever he has to, or feels like he should.

- Very afraid to touch you but has no qualms in eye fucking you for any reason under the sun. If he sees anything wrong with your uniform he'll call you out in front of everyone but prefers to do it alone so he has a piss poor excuse to fix it for you. Despite his fear of touch, he's touch starved. Whether or not you get uncomfortable with him touching your kit depends on the moment.

- The most boundary pushing thing he'd do is stalk you. Granted, that's pretty boundary pushing, but he's never obtrusive with it. It's more of a quiet vigilance, making sure you get to your quarters without interference, making sure no one tries to walk in on the showers with you in them, etc. He's looking out for you, but to what extent, you're not sure.

- Because he's so vigilant he wouldn't have much of a reason to knock on your door. But if he had to, he's the kind of guy to knock once, wait a few beats, and then enter if he can. He has no shame in twisting the door handle, making it hard for you to unlock it in the first place. If he needs to talk to you he's not interested in being blocked off for whatever reason.

Sergeant MacTavish:

- This man doesn't give a fuck about propriety. If he wants to touch you, he fucking will, and he doesn't care if he comes across as disrespectful.

- Completely unafraid to touch you. If you're available and he has any reason to touch you he'll take his chance. He's the most touch starved and doesn't care how desperate he comes across, especially when it comes to you.

- The most boundary pushing thing he'd do is always magically showing up where you are/where you need to go. You guess that, much like Ghost, he's probably stalking you in a somewhat innocent way. Sometimes he unnerves you with how often he gets in your way, but for the most part it's a harmless behavior that strokes your ego.

- Depending on how he feels he may or may not knock on your door. If he's in a good mood he'll knock and wait and hum until you open up, then he'll push you aside and enter your room like it's his own. If he's in a bad mood he'll actually just force the door open. He doesn't care about the damage, he doesn't care about you scolding him, he needs you for whatever reason and he can't wait.

Sergeant Garrick:

- He's very respectful and seems to pride himself in that fact.

- Although, his respectfulness seems to stem from a slight nervousness. He's always a tad jumpy when he has to touch you. It might be because he only ever has to touch you in dire circumstances (ie. injuries, sickness, weakness, etc.). If the circumstances aren't exigent he's nervous at first but soon it melts away into a measured confidence. He's not touch starved, per se, but he's certainly a little inexperienced.

- The most boundary pushing thing he'd do is let you sit in his lap. Keep in mind, this would only ever occur after at least a year of constant companionship and trust. It's not a sexual thing either, and none of the rest of the boys even comment on it. It's always out of necessity. No more chairs? In his lap you go. Your legs are tired? Lap time. No more room on the couch for gaming time? Hop on! He's your new, assigned seat.

- He'll always knock on your door. If you answer, he'll smile and try to keep whatever he needs short and sweet. If you don't answer, he'll assume you're not there or sleeping or doing something he doesn't want to intrude on. He'll try again later, but he won't push. Now, if it's very important and he's nervous, he'll call for backup. He knows Soap or Ghost can/will open your door and get to you so he doesn't have to cross that line himself.

[crazylittlejester]

My personal headcanons for all the Links ages for how I write them :)

Time: Physically 32, mentally 37. I can’t imagine he’s more than five years older than his body is. During the War Of Eras (which lasted three years) he was 10-13 (mentally 15-18). He refuses to tell the others how old he is, physically or mentally because he thinks it’s hilarious and loves that some of them are CONVINCED he’s like mentally 60. The only one that knows how old his body is is Warriors, but he doesn’t know Time’s mental age, only Malon knows that

Warriors: 27; signed up for the army when he was 16, the War of Eras spanned from when he was 17-20. Legend once guessed he was in his thirties and Warriors cried. He told everyone he was only 27 and they still tease him for being ‘old as the old man’ anyway

Twilight: 23; his journey started about a month before he turned 18 and he was 18 by the end of it. They found out how old he was when he and Warriors went to a bar and Warriors checked to make sure he was old enough to drink because Twilight looks younger than he is

Sky: 19; he has his adventure when he was 17. Gave his age with his name when he introduced himself because he’s the kind of guy to go “Hi everyone! I’m Link, I’m 19, and my favorite hobby is woodcarving!!”

Hyrule: 18; had his first adventure at 10 and the other at 16. He took a couple years to just chill and be silly and now he’s here with the other eight. Everyone assumed he was like 15 and were very shocked to find out that was not the case

Legend: Also 18, but his last adventure ended when he was 17, so he has yet to catch a break. He also refuses to admit he’s 18. Warriors once guessed that Legend is twenty so he’s let the entire group incorrectly assume that’s how old he is

Wild: 17/117; similar to Legend he hasn’t really caught a break yet. Didn’t bother hiding he was 17 but only Twilight knows he’s technically 100 years older. Not that Wild doesn’t make incredibly vague jokes about it that confuse the others, Twilight is just the only one with the full story

Four: 15 but no one knows it. The others are afraid to assume his age because he’s the shortest, but he’s also fairly mature and looks older than he is. The others have no idea how old he is and Four thinks it’s hilarious. He is never going to tell them he’s fifteen.

Wind: 13, unafraid to say it, argues that he IS a teenager. He was 17 during the War of Eras and showed up a little late to the party, so Mask was mentally the same age as him and they got along a little TOO well

[junior-spaceclaw]

aaagghhhhh just rewatched cinderella's castle again and god i love it so much ????

ummm so spoilers on that below the cut if you haven't seen it yet already , you absolutely should it's fantastic <3

i'm just gonna be rambling incoherently don't mind me

THERES A CASTLE ON A HILL !!!!!!!

i love this interpretation of the cinderella story , it's such a fascinating take . i love how ella's stepsisters and stepmother are trolls , there's something i just like about that idk ?? ig because of how much of a fairy tale this really feels like , adding all these mystical elements , i love everything so much . i also love details like how the goddess's power works , like how no one can remmeber what ella looked like because of the enchantment ? n ohhh god the scene where ella gets her feet sawed off . not only is that dark and unafraid to be , i think it might also somewhat reference the original tale where i think her stepsisters cut off their toes to fit the shoe ? but this time it's HER feet cut off so they can fit it . love that .

immediately fell in love with these characters , they're SO good and their dynamics with each other work so incredibly well everyone did so good ?????? i also love how the narrator is incorporated and i just love when shows do things like for example the beginning calling the audience bogs hollow and then have them be guests at the ball and then later at the wedding i just love little stuff like that it's fun and it's not like they're too intrusive or anything either they're just the beginning of those scenes and idk i like them c:

bryce did a STELLAR job as ella . god the way you can see her eyes welling up when she talks about her mother to her friends .... how she hasn't felt joy in so long until they visit and you just .... god her expressions throughout the whole show are SO good . ella herself is such a compelling character , watching her unjust suffering and when she's finally given the opportunity to take her rightful revenge , you really want to see her succeed and it's so satisfying and triumphant when she returns from the dead to get rid of her wicked family once and for all , and become the benevolent ruler the land needs

TADIUS MY LOVE 🩷🩷🩷🩷to choose a favourite might be cruel , but my heart goes to him , i love him SO much . i instantly fell in love with him when he went 'ha . ha . ha .' to the prince's unfunny joke <3 the way he just . puts up with the princes shit

also . i LOVE tadella so much oh my god they have so much chemistry <3 the way they play off each other is just so good i love their banter <3 i love how he tries to so eloquently describe how beautiful he thinks of ella and she teases him about it and he's slightly embarrassed augh and the way he talks about ella after the ball .... while i love them dearly i do think it's for the best they aren't actually canonised , since that's not what the story is about .... regardless i do think they have a great friendship , and that alone is still very lovely nonetheless . still making them kiss in my mind tho ... wait what the fuck i just realised a lot of my favourite starkid ships are the ones with curt in them ... holloweane ... curtwen ... curt you are so damn good at playing romantic characters

SIR HOP-A-LOT THE FUCKING INSTANT HE SHOWS UP I AWWWW'D WITH THE AUDIENCE HE <3 i love how loyal he is to ella and how talented of a swordsman he actually is ??? 'they're quite outmatched' indeed and i AWWWW i love how proud he is of crumb after his knighting he sounds like a proud father <3 AND CRUMB IS SO CUTE HES SUCH A LITTLE GUY BUT HES SO FULL OF HEART <3

i could go on and on but i need to sleep soon but ! the acting is amazing and the story is fantastic and the songs are all bangers and the costuming and the sets and the lighting and the puppetry and the eVERYTHING !!!!! i have no idea where i'd rank this among my favourite starkid shows tbh i don't really keep track bc i love almost all of them but i am so looking forward to the other lands that are and this is absolutely an incredible production <3

[bakugoushotwife]

kinktober day twenty-six: bondage kink

>>> yeah i got filthy with this one tbh and i've never written for daddy aizawa before! i hope we enjoy this natstiness.

>>> starring: shouta aizawa x curvy!f!reader >>> cw: kinda darkish, yandere-ish like behavior from aizawa, bondage with the scarf, choking, degradation, slight angst, mc hurt and recovery, slight breeding/baby-trapping, edging, orgasm ruining, one daddy lol >>> wc: 3.2k >>> event masterlist:

this is exactly why he kept working as an underground hero. maybe if you would have listened to him and followed his lead, then he might not regret his own choice. you were popular. way more popular than you should be for the eighth ranked pro-hero, but shouta knew why. you’re the country’s sweetheart, gorgeous and funny–perfect with the press and paparazzi, so sweet to fans but oh so brutal to villains. you were the commission’s people’s princess, and he couldn’t stand it. 

shouta isn’t a jealous type. he didn’t yearn to be in your shoes, after all you were constantly complaining to him about all the photoshoots and pressers and all the key-to-the-city ceremonies you had to attend. it seems like less and less of your schedule was actual hero work and the rest of it was reserved for the flashier side of the business. he didn’t wish to trade places at all. because he stayed underground—people only knew him as eraserhead, nothing about his private life—including his long-term relationship with everyone’s favorite number eight pro. he just got to go about his business, taking down his assignments without any showmanship required. he just got to keep his head down and eliminate bad guys, all before coming home to you at night. 

and sure, you were ogled. talk show hosts, interviewers, your own fanbase, and even other heroes had their fair share of tries at you, but aizawa never feared. you always gave them the same apologetic grin, informing them that you weren’t single and never would be again. of course, people pry about your love life. you never betrayed shouta’s wish for privacy, always swearing that your beau was none of their concern—your hero work should speak for itself. shouta was always proud of you and the way you handled things. you were just and fair, a strong hero with good morals and you were simply unafraid of speaking your mind. if not for the…sigh, corrupt, hero society that we were currently operating under, things would be perfect. 

but this was not a perfect world, and he knew that all too well. he’s watched you and other colleagues take on mismatched quirks or scenarios without enough information. it’s a tale as old as time. they make a martyr out of a low-ranking hero just to remind the rest of society how bad villains really were, like they weren’t the biggest villains out there. as badly as aizawa hated your publicity and stardom, he had hoped that it would keep you safe. you garnered so much attention and popularity for the heroes. there was no way they would put you at risk. 

so the day the word reached his base, he thought he was having a nightmare. it was only when he turned on the news that his worst fears were confirmed. the camera had the perfect shot of you laying in the rubble, face scraped and bloody—unmoving. the banner below the frame read, “breaking: number eight hero taken down in shinjuku city! villain slaughtered by the brave hero; backup on the way!” 

taken down? what exactly does that mean? were you dead? did they actually take you from him—all without anyone knowing how much you mean to him, how much he loves you? his face falls, and he realizes that staying underground may have been the wrong move. would they have killed him instead? would he have been there with you then, to at least keep you safe? his head is full of questions that he can’t find answers to by standing in the middle of his hq. no one understands why eraserhead looks so pale as he navigates to the tokyo hospital, though a few have sneaking suspicions as they watch your body loaded into an ambulance. 

he’s there before you are, waiting to hear any news in the lobby alongside your sidekicks and work study students. he recognized a few of them as students of his own, and it made him sick all over again. why did he allow this? why didn’t he make you take underground work? why couldn’t he follow you if nothing else, becoming a part-time hero while you took on villains way out of your league. if you had someone like him with you, you wouldn’t have ever gotten hurt. 

he can’t forgive himself as he looks at you hooked up to machines reading off just how close you were to death. it took you days to wake up, weeks to get out of the hospital on your own accord. shouta was there every step of the way, taking it on himself to ensure you made a full recovery. not because he would willingly let you back into this fucked set up, but because he needed you to be okay. he would never be able to forgive himself if you suffered permanent damages from this fight. 

luckily, or maybe unluckily so, the love of his life is a fighter. you make physical therapy a breeze, taking strides ahead of the curve and getting back to your new normal with the help of some rest and the loving care of your boyfriend. shouta seldom left your side, though he kept hinting at a change in your professional life once your progress proves that you’re ready to put the suit back on. 

“follow you underground? shouta, honey i’m the number eight. everyone’s waiting for me!” you try to reason with him. you knew it had to be hard on him to watch you at your lowest. you can’t imagine how terrified you would be if the situation was reversed, and you were the one nursing him back to health. you’d never be able to take your eyes off him again—so how can you expect him to abandon this?

“yeah i know, waiting for your return, all heroes will rally behind you and go on another villain elimination crusade.” he drawls rather annoyed. you were supposed to go back to work today–shouta’s many chides not doing the trick until he finally demanded you to stay home this morning. here you stood in your spandex suit, ready to throw your life on the line without any thought or hesitation even after you were almost killed. it makes him sick with worry. you’re brainwashed. 

you bat your eyes at him, folding your arms over your chest. he watches you with a ticked brow, lazy half-lidded eyes waiting for your response. “is that supposed to be a bad thing?”

he angrily rubs at the stubble on his cheek. “yes–what actually ever comes of this? why do so many heroes die like this every year, just like you–set up to fail? you managed to escape with your life this time. but they’ll make a cause out of you, too. i cannot allow that.” he mirrors your posture, and you narrow your eyes at him this time. 

“i killed that villain.” you huff indignantly. “and i’m fine, shouta. don’t pretend i am fragile.” you cock your head at him. he scoffs, looking down his nose at you. 

“you are. i didn’t realize it before, but you almost died due to my overconfidence in you.” he deadpans, images of you bloody and broken flashing in his mind. “i won’t make that mistake again. beat me, and you can leave.” 

it’s your turn to scoff. “excuse me? i am not fighting you, shouta—everyone gets hurt from time to time that is hardly a reason to lose faith in my abilities.” his scarf wraps around your wrist. you look at the tie and look back at him, raising and indignant brow. “really? you’re gonna play this card?” 

you activate your quirk in an effort to escape his binds, purposefully moving quickly to beat your lover’s quirk. after years of being together and learning how to fight effectively against the other, you’ve learned how to avoid it—but he stays three steps ahead. his scarf keeps you from running out of view, and your quirk is gone before you can do much else but yank against his hold on your wrist. his black hair floats and his lazy eyes turn red as you roll your own. you try to throw a punch his way, your only way to win now was to make him blink. his scarf fully unravels to take you on though, catching your other wrist and tying them together in front of you. 

“shouta.” you say sternly, heart racing as he proved you wrong. you couldn’t even beat someone you have battle experience on with a soft spot for you—there was no way you were ready for patrols with the possibility of engaging in battle again. you were hoping the call of his name would be enough to buy you some time, but based on the way his brow arches and he steps forward–you know he won’t be giving you any. 

“you lost. i could do anything with you right now.” he pushes you back toward the bed, keeping his hold on the binds taut. “and you know me. but now you’re under my control. you know you aren’t ready.” he looks down at your form sitting on the bed, unable to fight him—unable to get away. “what would happen if i was your enemy, hm? tell me, darling. you would be finished. i could have my way with you and you couldn’t do anything to stoop it.” he tugs on the fabric around your wrists. 

something about the way he says that has your bratty side kicking up like the tingling in your veins. “yeah? i’d like to see you try.” you pull back on the scarf, and he gives you a lopsided smirk. his free hand grabs your chin, lowering his face to yours. 

“you have no idea what you just asked for.” he nods, smashing his lips on yours. your eyes fall closed, and you imagine he does the same based on the energy restored in your veins. you wouldn’t dare fight him now, however. shouta was right. you had no business going back to work yet, and if he got it his way, you wouldn’t return to that line of work at all. you were too precious to him and this incident was a wake up call. you are his whole life, the one thing that gives him unending happiness even on bad days. he wants to marry you—to build a life with you, and he can’t do that if you’re convinced you actually matter to this hero society. he can’t do that if villains take you from him. so if he has to embrace his inner bad guy for your greater good, then so be it. twist his arm. 

his thin lips slot perfectly against yours, possessive and all-consuming like the heat that takes over your body from the touch. his stubbly chin collides with yours as his fingers search for your bundle through your skin-tight hero suit. it was annoyingly easy to find considering how the fabric clings to your every dip, and your head falls back as soon as he starts rubbing over it. he chuckles at how easy you are, though he knows that’s because of him. another benefit of the entire world wanting his girlfriend—they could want to their heart’s content. he got the real thing, and goddamn if you weren’t addicted to him, giving him free reign with you in moments like these. though this time it was borderline dangerous. you were letting him treat you like a villain after months of being without you as you rehabilitated. but as you kiss, he realizes he’s being too loving to teach you a lesson so serious. he pulls away, shoving you by the chin. 

“you know what villains do with hero sluts?” he asks, his gravelly voice low and almost bored sounding juxtaposed against what he was actually saying as he circles around to your back. the tone goes straight to your core, and you have to bite on your lip to keep from responding. he pops the zipper on your uniform, dragging the pathetic excuse of armor down your body. he rearranges his scarf’s hold on you to get the annoying garment off you completely. you squirm at the air on your skin and the scarf wrapping around your neck—pulling your hands back together—over your head this time. it’s tight enough that you know struggling will get you nowhere, but he’s careful. “especially the weak ones, the pretty ones?”

you shake your head as if you don’t know where he’s going with the demonstration. he shoves your legs apart, replacing his fingertips on your now bare glistening pearl. “they make them villain toys instead, and you would be the most prized one.” he grumbles at you, watching the pinch of your brow as he rubs you expertly. “they’d play with you for hours, see what all your pretty cunt handle.” he hums, sliding around the mess you’re making. once his fingers are coated in your slick, he shoves three of them inside brutally. you scream out at the burn, writhing as his bony fingers curl into your spot so crudely you were seeing colors that didn’t have names. he tugs a little at the cloth around your neck, making you gasp at the slight squeeze. it’s all such a delicious combination, and your hips are still free to grind down on his perfectly angled digits. your pretty chest heaves as your orgasm rapidly approaches. “shouta–”

“they certainly wouldn’t let you cum.” he removes his fingers from you with a nasty little squelch. you whine at the loss, struggling against your binds in an effort to pull him closer. he licks the essence of you off his fingers, humming in approval. it drives you crazy how relaxed he looks, like edging you was just his average wednesday afternoon, but perhaps that was part of your lesson. besides, the crinkle of fondness by his eyes tells you that this is only done out of your best interest. he knows you arms must be getting tired, but he couldn’t risk not running you ragged. he pushes your thighs apart again, deciding the best way to exhaust you was with his cock. he shrugs his pants down his thighs, pumping his length in preparation for you. he was well endowed—certainly enough to punish you with. you shiver at the sound of his belt clinking against the button of his pants, waiting for the feeling of his hot thick length parting your walls. he was so weighty, curved just to abuse the spots he needs to reach. he’s well trimmed and pale like the rest of his lean form, his leaking slit betraying his cool appearance. he looks up at you with disdain, clearly still annoyed that he had to tame you like this anyway. he’d much rather let you free, letting you touch and enjoy him just as he does to you, but it it seems you’re more stubborn than he thought. 

he shoves your legs up to your ears, giving you all of his length without pause or warning. “they’d never be careful” he grunts, squeezing the back of your plush thighs at the same time you vice grip his dick. his scarf tightens around your neck, finally constricting some of your air as he pulls out, sending you reeling when he plunges back into the hilt, repeating this and tightening his scarf every time. you moan out embarrassingly loud. in a way, you had already agreed to your partner’s wishes by letting him have his way with you, as he put it earlier. he knew this too of course, as he certainly couldn’t treat you any real way a villain would, and he knows you would love this far too much to consider it a lesson by any means. 

not like he’s complaining, though this is more work than he would regularly like to put in, it sure is worth it to see your tongue loll out of your mouth and eyes roll back behind those pretty lids. he finally sets a steady pace, rocking into you evenly with an extra shove at the end to kiss your cervix. the squeeze on your throat was so stimulating, giving your head just the right amount of dizziness—his cock strokes your walls in such a mouthwatering way you know you won’t even be able to warn him about your orgasm this time. he’s smart enough to know it’s coming with the way your pussy flutters around him, little whines tumbling from your lips like a promise that you’d never leave the safety of this house again. he lets you tumble off the edge this time, watching your legs jump once before removing himself from you completely, letting his scarf wrap back around him for a brief moment. you cry out at the ruined orgasm, staring at him with contempt. he smiles in amusement. 

“oh, you’re mistaken. weak little heroes like you are in no position to give such attitude.” he shakes his head in disappointment, his scarf descending again to roll you over and take your wrists behind your back. you have no choice but to bury your cheek in the bed as shouta positions your hips where he wanted them. you squeal out when he plows back in, the angling has your toes curling and mouth drooling. “at least this hero slut has good pussy.” he drawls, giving your ass a light spank. “probably the only thing that would keep you alive out there.” he groans as you clamp down on him again, making him grin. you clearly enjoy his dirty talk–evident by your slutty moans and spasming cunt. “think you should finally get to cum, little hero?” 

you nod rapidly, whimpering loud. “please daddy, wanna stay your hero whore~” you say so sweetly that even a man as detached as shouta aizawa couldn’t deny you when he’s supposed to be the bad guy. he nods, letting your arms go. 

“then do it, show me what a slut i have. maybe i’ll breed her and make her stay home.” he grunts, feeling you clench him and yell out for the last time. your vision burns white as you let yourself sink into the overwhelming ocean of pleasure that’s been denied to you for so long hitting you all at once. you sputter out whines and moans, giving his cock a pretty ring of your creamy release. his head falls back at the sight, black hair sticking to the sweat he’s worked up. he can’t hold it off any longer, pelvis still against your ass as he empties his load, balls drawing up to give you everything. you nod contently, feeling the warmth seep through your core. his scarf withdraws completely—not before pulling your hair to one side so he could see your blissed out face. 

“don’t go back to work.” he pants, feeling up the curve of your back as he softens inside you. “can’t get that close again.” he nods, finding your eyes. you sigh softly, rolling to your back as he gets something to clean you up with. 

“guess i gotta since you’re burying loads in me now.” you snicker, and he holds the towel out of reach to tease you, expression bored—though one corner of his mouth creeps up. he hopes it takes, nothing would distract you from your lack of career like a new one.

[cass1opi4]

dad ash dad ash dad ash 🥰🥰

sleepy boys | ashton irwin

a dad!ashton x reader

no pronouns mentioned, but use of the word ‘mummy’

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as much as you loved work, you were unafraid to admit how tiring it could really be - being in a studio for multiple hours a day, multiple days a week, it was exhausting.

today especially, you couldn’t wait to get home and see your boys, you wanted nothing more. it wasn’t often you’d have those days, where you felt so homesick that you couldn’t focus on anything else, but when you did it was awful.

pushing open the door to your home, you were greeted by a tired smile from your husband, who’s head was now turned away from rugrats - a show which he’d always deny enjoying, but secretly you knew he loved.

“hi honey.” he greeted, even his voice showing his sleepy state, he motioned you over with a head tilt, smile still stuck to his face as you complied “how was your day?”

you gave him a gentle kiss before replying “depends.” your answer left him confused, but you were less focused on his confusion and more focused on the adorable state your boys were in.

your son lay on ashtons chest, slow breaths as he stayed sound asleep. ashtons shirt had ended up with a small amount of drool on it, but it was obvious he didnt care. “what’s that mean?”

“it was a good writing day. i got a lot down, recorded like.. three songs. but i missed you so bad i felt sick.” you admitted, watching him pout.

he brought you closer to his chest, you head now placed close to your sons, ashtons arm wrapped around you, his fingers gently rubbing against the skin on your arms “jude and i missed you too.” he pressed a kiss to your forehead, the act always made you feel warm.

“he seems unbothered to me.” you joked with a laugh, pushing the hair out of your babies face, the two year old shifting slightly as you did so.

ashton shook his head “he begged me to let him wait up for you. and baby, you know i cant resist the little pout he gives me - so i caved, told him we could watch cartoons til you came home, but he clocked out about an hour before you come home.”

“ash, you know you’re not meant to let him stay up past 8.” it wasn’t like you were truly bothered, it’s sweet that jude wanted to do that, but 11pm is far too late of a time for a two year old to be going to bed at. “don’t look at me like that, i’m serious.”

ashton looked like a kicked puppy, sad eyebrows and all. “i’m sorry, my love. you know i am. but he was so upset, he said he needed your goodnight kisses. i just felt for him, you know? i get it, i need them too.”

it was impossible to get mad at a man like ashton, he was the most amazing guy you’d ever met, maybe the most amazing guy ever. he could never do any wrong.

“i’m gonna get him to bed, and if you’re not too tired, i could make us some food and you can pick a movie?” he suggested, carefully moving your head off of him and slowly getting up from his seat on the couch.

you picked up the remote, scrolling through netflix til you found your choice of movie, ashton eventually came back to the couch, passing you a bowl of your favourite food.

“thank you, baby.” you smiled, him giving you a kiss, his little way of saying ‘you’re welcome, i know, i know, im amazing’.

you both quickly finished eating, your head then finding its way back on ashtons chest, his arm draped around you as both of your eyes lay trained on the movie.

your brain, however, was not focused on the movie, but instead on ashton’s heartbeat, his breathing and the way his arm felt around you.

you could live in moments like this forever, the world seemed as if it ceased to exist to you when ashton was around - he was your sole focus. he could make an empty room seem so full, you loved that.

“daddy?” a small, croaky voice broke your thoughts, eyes darting to a half-asleep little boy rubbing his eyes as he walked into the living room. “mummy, you’re home!” he grinned, rushing towards you and happily engulfing you in a big hug.

you whispered to ashton with a sigh, “and this is why we don’t let him stay up past his bedtime.” wrapping your arms around jude, “why are you awake, buddy? it’s 2am.”

“just woked up. dunno why.” he frowned, kissing your cheek. “really missed you, mummy.” he pouted, eyes big as he began tearing up.

“oh honey, it’s okay. i’m here now.” your heart broke for him, you were only away twelve hours, you didn’t think it’d hurt your little boy this bad. “let’s get you back to bed, i’ll be here all day tomorrow, okay?”

you picked him up, ashton following you to jude’s bedroom, watching as you tucked the boy up in bed and kissed him on the forehead. “can i have a song?”

ashton sat down on the edge of the toddler bed, you moved to grab the guitar from the corner of the room, passing it to the older boy before sitting down on the comfortable carpet.

the second ashton began strumming, you were mesmerised. it’s what began everything with the two of you, his music, you’d been close friends with luke since high school - and when his band took off, you’d instantly taken notice to the cute drummer with the emo bangs and godly voice.

you didn’t dare make a move until one of your friends basically forced you to, when you and ashton were 18 you sent him a text. one he’d constantly joke about to you, but it really did take all your courage to send it.

you went on a date, stopped talking a week later, and a month down the line ashton called you, claiming he fucked up - telling you he couldn’t get you out of his mind.

ashton finished singing ‘hey jude’ your boy was asleep by the middle of it, but ashton knew you were infatuated by it, so finished the song anyway.

“wow.” you breathed out, quiet as to not wake the sleeping toddler again. ashton simply grinned, gently placing down the guitar and taking your hand, pulling you back to the living room. “you’re so talented, ash.”

“means a lot coming from the most talented person i’ve ever met.” he complimented back, pulling you into a kiss. “i love you.”

you melted, even after all those years he still made you feel butterflies with those words. “i love you.”

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not proofread, if ive made a mistake please tell me!!

it’s 4am and i can’t sleep bc my cramps are too bad. but hey, finally finishing the requests that have been rotting in my drafts for a good while. sorry it’s short, i seem to be unable to write long fics :(

[toastytrusty]

PLEASE give us more dundy headcanons of his relationships with people or anything really your mind is expansive and beautiful

omg ty. twirls hair. to preface i truly haven't thought about this That Much outside of specific au-dependent scenarios so tgis will probably be very disorganized but i'll do my best

i think he has like. really mild one sided beef with crozier. he respects him a lot and begrudges how much he comes to like him, but for a while, especially while they're still on the ships, he haaaates him. he gets really protective of his friends, and hates the way crozier frustrates james and burdens ned by isolating himself and leaving them to essentially run and lead the ship / expedition without his senior authority.

dundy's got some real fierce blind loyalty to all his friends, but Especially james. he hates crozier on james' behalf because he knows james can't fully hate him himself. he encourages james to yell at crozier and tell him off etc etc etc. he's the "aren't you tired of being nice all the time? don't you just wanna go apeshit?" voice in james' ear. he tells james that crozier isn't worth his time and doesn't deserve his respect etc etc etc. and Then. when they're out of the ships out hauling on the ice and james and crozier are becoming actual friends, dundy starts getting jeaaalous. but like he keeps it to himself because he knows it's a good thing that their captains are getting along even if he doesn't like it. regardless he probably gets really clingy with james and more affectionate and posessive and pathetic. i think he's the most pathetic about james. that's his #1 guy who he'd go to the ends of the earth with, not out of duty but out of love. fully committed to never leaving his side if only he has the power to do so. he tries to shoulder as much of james' burden as he can and support him in any way possible, bc he knows him better than anyone else. mostly

and for ned i think he gets a whole different kind of protective over. dundy is someone i see very much wanting everyone he considers in his group to feel included and seen and cared for (he probably would listen to hodgson yap and yap for hours and be genuinely engaged in the conversation where most others would be completely clocked out), and when ned starts visiting erebus more for command meetings without crozier or coming to steal james' alcohol and whatnot, he just. attatches to him and essentially assimilates him into the erebus family unit. constantly makes sure ned is taking careof himself and getting enough sleep often by seeing to it himself. he'd probably sleep on top of ned if it meant ensuring he rested for any prolonged duration of time, because he's just dramatic and unserious like that. i hate terms like mom friend or mother hen but he is kinda those things. he sees a sad neglected adult man and goes "is anyone gonna emotionally support and adore that?" and doesn't wait for an answer. he gets even More pissed at crozier for making ned deal with everything alone and burdening him with so much responsibility. he's kind of an eternal optimist "we always deserve better than these horrid circumstances" type guy. perfect support for ned's misery. i also think he really pitys ned, and i think he's someone unafraid of pitying people. he doesn't see it as like. condescending or belittling. he sees things in the cold harsh reality that they are and wants everyone to be able to be happier than they are. and i think that is fully epitomized in his relationship with ned

with gore it's a little more difficult because gore has like 8 seconds of screentime in the whole show (which is only slightly less than dundy's 12 seconds, alas). i think gore is incredibly competent and reliable and calm and reassuring and sweet and attentive and caring and dundy just adores him. i mesn i think dundy adores a lot of people he has a heart full of love but yk. they can depend on each other and relax in each other's presence and really trust each other to be Capable and Alert and feel very safe around each other. i think dundy flirts with gore more than anyone else (i don't think he really has to Flirt with james in the typical way it's more unspoken action or dramatic displays or direct love confessions) and gets really theatrical with it. something abt gore being generally quite calm and polite and dundy trying really hard to make him properly laugh. in an unrealistic scenario where gore didn't get merc'd immediately, he'd also rope gore into his ned little defense league and they're all veryvery close. dogpiling for warmth and such. they try and kidnap ned and not let him go back to terror because they can treat him better and keep him safer than anyone over there (smth smth dundy getting selfish and disregarding the greater good in favor of the well being of those he is closest with and prioritizes in his mind). in the realistic situation where gore Does get merc'd i think dundy loses a lot of trust in himself and his own ability because he bounced so much of his confidence off of gore. not to mention every person he loses would Majorlyyyy damage him emotionally. if he ever found out crozier used gore's eulogy on sir john i think he'd flip tf out

like i said earlier i think he very much thinks of himself as having a Group. he's very outgoing and loud and friendly and affectionate within his group and his people but Isn't Suuuper outgoing outside of it? like at a party or social event he'd rather talk to his two friends for three hours than go meet new people, not because he's shy or anything but because he just likes his own people so much, why should he go find someone else? that being said he's very accepting of new people within the Group and will gladly accept new people into his heart, if they deserve it. i think he's got some standards for that though. he thinks very very highly of his people. and Within his group he tries to make sure everybody is included and seen/heard etc. at full command dinners with all the lieutenants he's gonna be asking like irving questions and nudging shoulders and elbows to make sure no one feels left out

also he loves theater. he and james love doing theater together. he's just as much a fan of drama and theater as james is. awwww

i'm sure I'll think of more at some point but i've been writing this all day and it's really long now so i think i will cap it here...for now.......

[emblemxeno]

Honestly, I suspect a great deal of the bashing Conquest gets - especially a male Conquest!Corrin for daring to show empathy - comes from the whole game basically invalidating a very specific paleoconservative fantasy; the idea you can be a "strong man making strong decisions" that effectively makes you seen as the biggest, baddest piece of shit around (read: a horrible person) and crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of their women... while being effectively coddled and never challenged for the abuse of power and infliction of suffering, constantly being told how great and kind they are even as they commit atrocities on paper, while said suffering and Inferred Holocaust implications happen largely out of sight and out of mind because they don't want to think about it and feel bad... or in really advanced states of brainrot from this power fantasy, them being shown on screen but rendered so cartoonish and one-dimensional that any nuance is lost as they are dehumanized and put down (i.e. The Turner Diaries). It's effectively the love of power without the power of love; being so driven by a need to dominate, crush and torture that it often becomes a means of necessity to have a pariah in society to project onto themselves, to feel better about their own insecurities or feelings of emasculation in the process. It's fundamentally fear brainrot and a need to have power over others to avoid feeling bad for your actions.

This, coincidentally, is why I think FE Fates - most notably Conquest - was so panned among those hardcore fans even when most everyone else loved it; my mind kept going back to how that was such a common thread from 'outsiders' - either casual gamers who only know the series through itself or fans who approach it with no expectations beyond wanting to find out more are willing to treat the series' plots as it comes like so many other video games get. It's only the fans mired in not only the series, but specifically the gameplay optimization circles that wind up with this derisive view of a series they claim to enjoy because... I don't think they enjoy it. I think they enjoy getting to win. To crush maps under broken strategies because they can instead of any joy of discovery and testing their luck. And they loved FE4 for the idea of a dark fantasy epic of power, domination and reclaimed birthright (at least, the idea of what it represents in their heads), with many people latching onto the marketing of Conquest presenting itself as a darker route with a story akin to the older FE games, and people making the justification in their head for that same power-driven narrative of being either the villain or edgy good guy. Which, when Conquest took a sledgehammer to that fantasy... people completely flipped the fuck out and assumed that the story wasn't "punishing" Corrin enough despite it clearly holding him to account for his actions and a positively bleak narrative about making due in a fascistic nation and basically being a Schindler in a nation full of Himmlers against a seemingly unbreakable cog of destruction and death that is consuming both nations. It's telling the backlash was toxic enough that it led en masse to people assuming 3H was better written solely for not popping the bubble of the fantasy and coddling the player even as they commit atrocities, even when it's blatantly clear who the aggressor is. They hate the feeling of weakness, because they're deeply afraid of loss. It's no wonder that the people who overly zone in on how "whiny" Conquest!Corrin is for having functioning empathy got so ass-mad about Subaru in Re:Zero or Shinji in Evangelion.

Hell, it's not even just Fates; I do not endear myself to Engage, but one of the things that I loved about that game was how unapologetically loving of the humanity of the various heroes in the series the game was, and how emotionally sincere and unafraid to be cheesy or vulnerable it is - ironically the thing people hated the most about it, apparently! I love Fates due to how dark it is, don't get me wrong, but we really need more games that are a clear love letter to the series; if anything, one of my biggest issues with Engage is that it doesn't take the lampshading and humor far enough while keeping the empathetic sincerity in tact; imagine a version of Fire Emblem Engage with Recettear: An Item Shop's Tale's sense of humor. I'd play the shit out of that!

Point is, whimsy, empathy and sincerity is the death of fascism, because it's the inverse of everything wrong with the kind of paleoconservative type of thinking that is so insecure in their feelings or sense of fear that they invent the desire for there being a lesser to avoid confronting those feelings themselves. And like many cases of toxic masculinity, it definitely comes from a place of seeing problems in society, but not wanting the system to be wrong. You see that in the worst xianxia web novels, where the protagonist who breaks in promptly seizes control over the corruption rather than reform it, because a lot of Chinese nationalists do not want the corruption in their system to be a thing that has to be reformed, especially if they derive power from it as a means to avoid working on themselves.

I've had similar thoughts as well, primarily because it was weirdly common for people to say "Conquest should have just had Corrin go full villain and commit to that instead" which 1) hardly ever gets past the conceptual fantasy stage because rewriting Conquest and Fates' cast to be compatible with a villain route is a lot of work and 2) it's really fucking lazy and boring and not the point of Conquest's story.

People heard "change a troubled country from within" and immediately went to "stage a rebellion and assassinate the king" and were disappointed when the reality was "undermine destructive directives in order to bolster your faction and change your nation's reputation while avoiding complete annihilation at every step."

As you say, people react well to the surface level strongman (to the point where people MISTAKENLY think characters like Ephraim and Hector and Ike were like that, when in actuality, their journeys were about maturing past those mindsets).

Corrin was never written to be that character, he was written to be bogged down by moral dilemmas, connections to multiple sides of a conflict, an endless well of compassion, etc. People resent Corrin for not getting "punished" for his actions even though... what punishment would be okay? Jail? Execution? Community service?

Was being the cause of his siblings' deaths not a punishing consequence? Or the lives lost, considering he has nightmares from believing Hoshidans were fighting for justice and he had no right taking that from them? What about his attempts to discreetly undermine orders not being 100% foolproof, given how he can't meaningfully challenge Garon, Iago or Hans yet (at least not with heavy casualties to his side)?

Corrin being reflective of these things is precisely why I adore him as a character and can't fully understand many of the arguments used against him that weren't a universal problem with Fates' writing or a localization issue.

Corrin empathizing with Nohrians being stuck in a terrible position while teaching through example that Hoshidans shouldn't be so isolated anymore... Corrin trying to salvage what he loves about Nohr while mitigating the damage the country does to others... Corrin challenging the established status quo of eternal violence and animosity between the kingdoms... These are all things that are lost if Corrin was written differently (hence why I rag on Birthright's localized script so much, it's cringe inducing).

It's also why I hate Crimson Flower so much as well, because it can't do something similar with a character like Edelgard at the helm, nor a Byleth who says "fuck you" to all the other innocent people of Fodlan in favor of propping up one student of his. Edelgard's comments of her feeling bad about the violence she inflicts on people due to her ideals rings hollow, ironically because the accusations used against Corrin are properly accurate against her. It's not written like it's about the tragedy that the most vulnerable people are suffering due to her actions, it's written to center how Edelgard feels, to intentionally garner sympathy from the player because "oh, this well intended cute gal is suffering so much under the weight of her actions, but she pushes through because of her ideals." We don't get to properly see anyone who's suffering as a result of the Empire when playing Crimson Flower, because that would challenge the player's idea that they took the correct path, hence why all of that is buried in subtext instead.

In Conquest though? Ice Tribe, Cheve, Notre Sagesse, Cyrkensia, Ninja Hell, and when Nohr first invades, etc. Characters, NPCs, and even generics are written to be pissed off at Corrin, to directly name him as being party to their hardship. Choosing Nohr was never meant to write a story about how Corrin was "correct yet suffering under the weight of his beliefs", it was written as a story of someone dealing with the consequences of a life changing decision, one that has effects on other people, and mitigating any lasting damage that choice might do.

And I agree on Engage too, there needs to be more sincere authenticity, especially when faced with the cloud of fascism. It's why I've grown a distaste for "irony laced posting" recently tbh, because I don't think that sort of humor is actually helping (despite the claims that "making fun of fascists is a good strategy" saying otherwise). Violence should be confronted with enthusiastic resistance imo.

[rorysterr]

Matchup for @calvinawesomessauce 🎸˚｡𖦹☆°‧⋆

AAA OMG thank you so much for your kind words!! i try to make my matchups as detailed as possible so it makes me really happy to hear that you enjoy them:) and disclaimer!! i had to do some research on your interests so i could write this matchup so i really hope i didn’t get anything wrong !! but anyways,

Your romantic matchup is…

Satan!!

- so there was actually a couple runner ups! Mammon happened to be the top one because I feel like he’d want someone who’s kind and someone who will understand him. He’s so used to his brothers making fun of him and he takes it personally sometimes, so I feel like youd be like a safe space for him. But at the same time, I feel like he needs someone who won’t always go along with his schemes and will call him out sometimes, and you would absolutely do that. However I think you’re a bit too quiet for his tastes.

- I also thought of Lucifer because of your ability to push people to become the best version of themselves. Luce likes someone who’s stubborn and unafraid to stand up. He likes someone who will be upfront with him and call out his faults. He likes someone who will push him to be the best version of himself that he can be and I totally think you’d do that, but I think you’re too confused for him.

- Satan is perfect for you imo you’re reserved and quiet when you first meet people, which is a nice contrast from Satan’s obnoxious brothers. I could see him taking a liking to you because you feel like a breath of fresh air. He doesn’t feel exhausted or annoyed with you like he does with his brothers lmao

- But you two are both reserved so I can’t see either of you randomly approaching the other first, yk? I feel like you guys would meet in the library when you look for a book about enochian magic (forgive me, i had to research this a bit so i hope i don’t get anything wrong!!).

- so enochian magic is a language that is used to communicate with spiritual beings, like angels, right? but by celestial law, humans in the human world are not supposed to know about the existence of angels or demons (hence why Lilith was punished when she tried to save the human she fell in love with). so i can imagine that you had little to no resources on enochian magic in the human world due to crazy censorship from celestial laws.

- however, ofc you’re in the Devildom so you’re able to access more of these books and more information on enochian magic. Even if you didn’t list reading as one of your hobbies, i could see you trying to take advantage of this opportunity you’ve been given and checking out a few books on enochian magic. and when you show up to the library with your hands full of books on this specific topic, it piques Satan’s curiosity. I feel like he’d outright ask you how you know what enochian magic is and why you’re interested in it, and from there on, I could see you explaining.

- you’re super easygoing so I can def see Satan getting a really good impression of you. Plus he’s not used to seeing humans be interested in topics like enochian magic, as well as demonology and vampires.

- but you match eachothers freak so well. You’re both easy to get along with, you just happen to be more reserved but Satan likes that. It feels so nice to him bc it’s like a break from his brothers and the chaos they stir up LMAO

- Satan is very knowledgeable, especially in demonology, so I could see him telling you a lot of interesting things you didn’t know before and I could also see him referring you to specific books that could tell you more (although whether you actually read them like he suggests is up to you !!)

- also forgot to say this before but you do fit Satan’s type. He canonically likes someone who will understand his temper, and you described yourself as having one/getting frustrated at small things occasionally. I think you’d understand him and he’d connect with you on a deeper level because of this.

- anywho though, i think he’d be really interested in getting to know more about you after you leave the library. he’d know that you probably wouldn’t approach him, so i could see him trying to talk to you but ofc he won’t outright tell you that he wants to get to know you. i could see him inviting you in walks or asking you to help him organize the library so you two could spend time with eachother and talk.

- i feel like after the second time he spends time with you one on one, he’d already like you LMAO but he’d wait to see what happens, yk?

- but after a little while longer of spending time with him, I could see him asking you out. I don’t think he’ll do it in a grand way, I think he’d just tell you at the most random time and he won’t beat around the bush with his feelings. He’d directly tell you that he’s been interested in you and that he wishes to pursue something with you. He’d try to appear brave and confident in himself, but there’d be a rosy tint to his cheeks that betray him lol

- when you do date, i think he’d love it if you played music for him. esp if he’s reading and you play more chill music.

- or!! i could see him studying with you. you like studying enochian magic in your freetime so i could see you studying that while Satan studies other stuff.

- i also think he’d has an appreciation for the arts, specifically paintings. he may not paint himself but i feel like he’d be very interested in paintings, especially when it’s some sort of allegory.

- he’d also love if you painted him (please do, he’s one of the prettiest characters in the game imo 🙏 and you can paint him while he reads bc he doesn’t move !!)

- since you’re someone who people can talk to their problems about, i can see Satan finding solace in your presence. although his relationship with his brothers isn’t as strained as it used to be, he still feels misunderstood, yk? he feels like they sometimes see him for just his wrath and don’t realize that there’s more to him than that. yes he’s the avatar of wrath, but his wrath doesn’t define him and he wants someone to realize that. he’s much more complex than that and i think you’d be able to see it unlike everyone else.

Runner Up… Mammon

Your platonic matchup is…

Leviathan!!

- okay so Levi would be soo mean at first but then he’d find out you play electric guitar?? and he’d think you’re so cool. but he’d be jealous bc i feel like he’d wanna play electric guitar so he could play anime ops LMAO but he doesn’t know how to, so he’d probs compare himself to you

- but when he finds out you like gaming, oh boy, you’re like the coolest person ever to him.

- im ngl at first he’d be super jealous of you. you play electric guitar, you game, AND you have a good sense of fashion style?? he thinks he can’t even compete LMAO so he’ll be a bit mean to you but i think he’d quit it when you notice something’s off with him and ask him whats wrong. i could see him trying to avoid telling you and pretending to be annoyed, but he eventually gives in. he just wants a friend man, someone who he can trust and talk to. so i feel like he’d open up to you about how insecure he is and how he envies you and you’d just comfort him?? and he’s shocked?? why don’t you hate him??

- but after that, he’d warm up !! he’d love you (platonically)!

- bought a new game? you’re the first and only person he’s playing it with. bought a new cosplay? he’s showing you, even if it’s a character from an anime you haven’t watched. a new season of an anime he likes is dropping? he’s sending you the leaked opening and asking you to learn to play it on guitar.

[ikjun]

thoughts on the fiery priest s2 opening weekend (big spoilers ahead !!!)

hae-il is even more unhinged than before and idk if kng trained for this again but the fight choreo is next level esp. the stairway scene at the end of ep 1 and the warehouse battle in ep 2

the whole gang being part of the investigation right away !!!! the white board !!!!! they all got individual introduction but finally a continuing kdrama doesn’t act like people just disappear

ssongsak sort of mvp of the gang now too 😂

gyeong-sun's re-introduction was chef's kiss and so was her entire time in the states i just love how they use lee hanee's comedic timing to perfection … my girl deserves some vacation days

meanwhile sk is still full of greasy prosecutors that jump at the first opportunity to be bought lol (hello seo hyun-woo who stars in all the good dramas this year)

bibi finally getting a different role than her usual type cast i am quite interested to see how it goes with her in the busan police and how she will work together with dae-young from what the premise told us

the fire eel introduction scene sent me into orbit and made me miss cheol-bom greatly … where are our thugs with actual style?

hae-il trying to unlock the phone while the guy was in the ice bath. the way kng played it so sincerely when he asked what the phone combination is was perfect

idk how i feel about the reveal of hae-il’s illness :( considering it’s terminal and he only takes little medication for it (and gyeong-sun and dae-young seem to know?) i hate how things might play out for him. also him pushing himself so hard while his body seems not to show many symptoms rn makes me feel we are gonna see him relapse later in the season

on a happier note seeing how married hae-il and dae-young behave around each other and how everyone knows it is my favourite thing. the mass after dae-young stayed up too late was funny as hell and felt so much like s1. can’t wait to see the whole main trio reunited next week!

they are obviously setting up the young priest as hae-il’s “successor in spirit” / showing someone who is just like him already and who can grow up to be a great priest too and i assume that is also gonna be extra emotional and angsty

zest overload !!! 🔥 sent me and regardless of it all i love how tfp stays true to being a black comedy that is as unafraid to be extremely silly as it is to go extremely dark

goyachev being back. i howled!

[heartscrypt]

For the miraculous au

would it not be silly and goofy if when not as superheros and in their like school. normal teenage life. like. yaknow. in canon. jamil has a big (in denial) crush. bc hes ladybug. idk where im going with this

i love your miraculous jamiazu au i think thats the main idea from this ask

using this ask as an excuse to pull out the love square map (i'm actually fucking crazy)

OK SOOOO. so. i was not kidding when i said the love square was different from the show. ive kind of swapped around the dynamics from the original to fit the characters better

everything under a read more so as to not intimidate anyone with how severely ill i am about them

jamil -> azul: in contrast to the mlb canon jamil will NOT have a big ginormous stalker crush on azul. in fact he does not like azul and will often clam up / go quiet around him. will excuse himself from interactions with the other and generally avoid the hell out of him because he thinks the other is so clearly hiding something and he does NOT want to get wrapped up in it

azul -> jamil: think pre-book 4 incident where azul's had an eye on jamil for a very long time. if anything he has the big ginormous stalker crush. but honestly its not full on crush territory (yet) because jamil refuses to talk to him and he hasn't interacted extensively with the other. however does think there is something going on with jamil avoiding him and relentlessly pursues him in response

scarab -> léopard: scarab just instinctively works better with léopard by his side. there's sort of an implicit trust between the both of them that the other is fully capable of whatever they set out to do which is. really nice. and they rely on each other in the heat of battle which is strange because scarab's ego means he often takes a lot of shit on himself under the idea that he's the only one who can do it. but also léopard is just an enigma to him because they'll work so well in battle but out of battle léopard's constant flirting gives scarab a headache... but it's also kind of flattering. in a way. because léopard is constantly Looking for him and shows a lot of interest in who he is as a person which doesn't happen a lot for scarab in his civilian form

léopard -> scarab: léopard is a mercenary which means that he's not partners with scarab. he just happens to "run into" the other "by coincidence" (not coincidence) and you know. he's so benevolent. why not help scarab out with the akuma. he is charmed by how much scarab is NOT like a hero. scarab thinks like a villain and is unafraid to use and manipulate others in order to accomplish his goals. but the end result is perceived as heroic of him. léopard wants him so bad for this it is fucking CRAZY he thinks scarab's capabilities and range are so attractive and will constantly make passes at him whenever they cross paths

jamil -> léopard: from jamil's experiences with léopard as scarab, jamil finds that léopard may actually be tolerable when he's not flirting constantly. jamil's still not keen on letting this guy save him from akumas (because jamil is scarab and by god if léopard ever finds out he saved scarab in civilian form he's going to be so full of himself) but he trusts léopard and is willing to let his snarkier side show, more than he usually does when he's jamil

léopard -> jamil: léopard is ecstatic at the fact that jamil is actually talking to him. yes it might take a whole other secret identity and a leather bodysuit to do so but. you know. a win is a win. uses his position as léopard to pry for more info from jamil, but it's always a push/pull back and forth where jamil seems to tolerate and even occasionally be amused by hus presence but will shut him down once he gets too close. his infatuation with the other in civilian form is fed by these small interactions he has with the other that shows there's more to jamil that meets the eye

azul -> scarab: azul is scarab's biggest supporter. naturally. praises the superhero's diligence and duty to the city loudly and vocally to anybody who will listen, and wants to get scarab involved in his future business ventures. may intentionally put himself in situations where the other will come save him so he can entrap the other into talking with him in civilian form to see if he can get any more clues into scarab's identity. also desperately tries to impress scarab when unable to transform with the skills he learned from being léopard.

scarab -> azul: scarab, drawing off his experiences as jamil, finds azul's persistence a little daunting and definitely a danger to his secret identity. however it's also odd to see a second side to azul pop out when he's trying to impress scarab. almost cute. if he didn't fail so much at it. gets scarab reconsidering his civilian form's thoughts on azul because azul somehow seems Less fake or. worse at being fake whenever jamil is scarab.