#this is kinda all over the place sorry my head isnt working

[albertserra]

i know you hate the g*nchar*v joke but you always bring up such an interesting selection of movies when making lists, so which actual gangster movies with homoerotic subtext would you recommend?

'gangster' is a little hard and vague let me just do crime films in general. where the criminals in question are the gay ones

mikey and nicky

bad genius

l'amour braque

sexy beast

loot (1970)

the criminal (1960)

cast a dark shadow

heat

le trou

the league of gentlemen

the killer 1989

the sting

compulsion 1959

[bambisnc]

fairy of shampoo [or, holding hands w riize]

pairing : ot7 x reader! genre : fluffiest fluff 2 ever fluff cw/tw : none! (some arent really hand holding im sorry guys ://) wc : 0.6k

seunghan : he's a simple guy but he's also a hopeless romantic; big sucker for interlinked fingers and all the symbolism that comes w it <3 his grip would be so, so gentle though.. unless on rare occasions you happen to trigger his slightly possessive streak where his fingers would unintentionally tighten around yours.. wouldn't hesitate to show off him holding your hands to the source of the jealousy~

wonbin : hand holding patterns would definitely differ but mostly he'd stick to the simplest kind : your hand over his (or visa versa if he's feeling particularly babygirl/wants to be comforted by you).. he's the kinda guy who'd gently stroke your knuckles with his thumb all the time but the second you do it to him he ends up so flustered.. (side note he probably swings your hands tgt when you're out on a walk or something ;-;)

sohee : i saw this one twt post where they said that he seemed to not be that used to physical touch and was slowly getting used to it with his members ... so i feel like he'd maybe be a bit hesitant, shy to initiate proper hand holding straightaway; but would still want to feel connected to you .. hence, interlocked pinkies <3 also whenever he can he'd raise your hands to his lips and place a lil kiss right on the tip of your finger,,

anton : hear me out - he gets kinda hyper excited when you're around him and because of both of you being busy with your respective works you don't really get a lot of time together.. but there's so much he wants to show you, to experience with you.. this is what leads him to grab ahold your wrist and almost feverishly drag you places + it gives him leverage to be able to casually bite your arm (it's his love language) once a while ._.

shotaro : prefers to keep his arm around your shoulder whenever he can rather than holding hands which is adorable but guys... he's a head bonker trust me..... likes to bump your heads together (like a littol bunny ;-;) when he has his arm around you. also it makes him feel overall really fuzzy and warm inside to think he's kinda "protecting you" and keeping your pretty head comfy as well,, adores the fact that this position more often than not ends with you having an arm around his waist >///<

sungchan : he's an all or nothing guy and if it's you he physically can't go nothing; therefore he must have one of your hands in his while your other rests on his arm. yes he knows that means your hands won't be free to carry/hold on to anything else but hey what else is he here for?? steals whatever your holding and holds out his hand to you like oh you want to hold something too? here, hold this for me please ^^. yeah i know it's my hand and what about it D: ?

eunseok : he's different he's not like other guys huge fan of wrapping a hand around your waist because he's generally not a huge fan of a lot of pda but this provides him a secure position right at the edge of casual affection, intimacy and can we go to the other room and makeout :/ please :/ this probably started out as just teasing you but he actually likes how he's kinda subtly making it known that you're each others' <3 oh and loves that he can tickle you whenever he wants :p

notes : haha. mai. mai hey if u see this im begging u to take away my motivation rn please the history textbook is calling out to me please </3 /lh... + the coloured text realllyy isnt visible on light screens huh. fml + [m.list]

[astr0exe]

hiiii!!!!!! i love your writing and i’m kinda new so sorry if i overstep any boundaries 😭 but wondering if maybe perv stepdad/dbf price with daddy kink and light puppy play? (collars,leash stuff like that but please no stuff ab eating out of a bowl or smth like that)only if your comfortable!!!! i am so so so so sorry if it’s too specific! have a good day/night!

hey this is stuck in my brain rn sooo pervy stepdad Price wit transmasc reader

TW : Age gap (Price is over 40 reader is 21) , Pervy-stepdad Price, Puppy play (collar, leash, ears, tail) , slight possible non-con due to coercion, trans masc reader, praise, tiny bit rough, daddy kink, filth. pure filth

sorry if this isnt fully want you wanted but i git carried away !!

no proof read, 726 words

☆ write after cut ☆

Pervy-stepdad Price with a stepson who just came home from university, freshly turned 21 coming home to see his mum and step-dad.. not realising what it does to Price, he has to try hide his bulge when ever you speak to him and look at him with your wide eyes and cute little smile.

Pervy-stepdad Price who owns a collar and leash and just NEEDS to see them on you. You who owns puppy ears and a tail buttplug… Oh when Price realised you were into the same stuff he was.. he had to lock himself in the ensuite and jerk his cock until his wrist hurt and cheeks were flushed bright red even with the cold water beating down on him.

Pervy-Stepdad Price who, when your mums away on a business trip, confronts you about the tail and ears he found. Manipulating you, telling you that if you don’t do what he asks (suck his fat dick) he will tell your mum about your.. disgusting kink.. Obviously with that threat hanging in the air you do it, you get on your knees infront of your stepdad, a man over double your age and you lick and suck his cock till he is groaning and grabbing your hair in a tight fist to shove his dick down your wet throat.

Pervy-Stepdad Price who notices how your thighs rub together unconsciously when he places the ears on your head, making you whine in embarrassment but you dont protest cause you know your just a silly puppy keening for Prices attention:(

Pervy-Stepdad Price with fingers of pure bliss, they are just thick enough to hit all the spots you need, your moans and whimpers mixing with the almost squelching noises coming from your soaked pussy. If anything his words make you more wet “come’re puppy, yeah.. grind on my fingers like a helpless bitch in heat.. good boy..” he would growl in your ear lowly, his other hand moving down to his hard cock which is bobbing against his lower stomach, so perfect.

Pervy-Stepdad Price with you, his little puppy, laying on the couch, your legs stretched wide for him, his tongue dipping in and out of your dripping cunt. He decides now is the time to put your adorable tail on.. He gets fully between your legs, and slides his fingers into your pussy, before removing them, ignoring your whine of protest and slowly working 2 fingers into your extremity tight arse “Shit.. lovie your little arse is so fucking tight..” he cant decide if he wants to eat out both your holes today but decides against it, getting the buttplug situated.

Pervy-Stepdad Price who bites at your neck like a rabid animal, he just needs everyone to know who you belong to. Him. Your stepdad. Your daddy, and you know it as well dont you? moaning quietly “daddy.. fuck i need you..” and his resolve snaps.

Pervy-Stepdad Price with a cock above average size by both length and girth, you just know he will stretch your little hole so much:( When he finally loses all his patience and slides himself into your little cunt he nearly cums straight away like some god damn teenager. Your hole is so so tight with the added pressure in your arse from the buttplug, he reaches for the collar and leash, fastening the collar around your neck, your skin contrasting the pretty light blue of the collar

Pervy-Stepdad Price who praises you to no end, his words mixed with the deep almost mean thrust of his hips making you sob and moan loudly “Such a good boy.. Daddy’s good puppy.. fuck yeah.. you can take it pup.. fucking take it…” Ugh his groans down your ear as he fists the leash making your airway slightly restricted and your back arch.

You, the little puppy, who BEGS for your daddy to breed you, to get you full and pregnant and well.. Price can’t resist he ruts into you wildly his finger rubbing and jerking your little dick until you clench around him so much he thinks hes going to cum himself, his pace faltering as he nears “shittt puppy.. gonna cum in you.. get you to have my kids yeah?”

[ac3ifix]

ASK N U SHALL RECEIVE

req: please do a part two where we are pregnant and he fucks us and then a time skip to fluff with us and him with the kid and or kids🫣 and maybe smut at the end you don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable with it tho❤️❤️

OKAYY SO THIS IS A LOT BUT ILL DEF TRY MY BEST 🫶🫶

(PS: I didnt add smut at the end bc i think it wouldve been a lil too much!! apologies for it being a bit rushed)

cw: purposfully lowercase, second person, p n v, smut, FTM reader, male reader, teen pregnancy (reader is 18, kage is 19) kinda shit writing, not proofread.

kageyama was THRILLED when you told him that the test was positive, he was smirking from hands to feel and saying praise and how good you are for him.

“I really hope he’s a boy..” He mumbles one day, leaning into your already round stomach

“I dont think id be able to live if there was a mini you walking around,” you groan in annoyance.

“i love you,” he says suddenly

“i love you too,” you reply

“I was talking to him,” he says, looking up at you and smirking.

you glare at him and at that point decide to ignore him for the rest of the day.

now where did that lead you?

here. legs spread while he slams into you.

“cmon baby, you cant ignore me all day,” he groans, gripping at your hips and basically using you like a fleshlight

“ngh…tobio- gnna mess w..with the kid,” you moan, gripping at the sheets as you approach your third orgasm of the night.

“mess with him hm? how doya think hed like a sibling hm?” he says, whispering in your ear before biting down on your neck.

“T..tobs- he isnt even..fuck..born yet!” you moan, moving your hands from the bedsheet to begin to claw at his back.

“alas, you admit its going to be a boy then, hm?” he says, a smirk evident in his voice.

“No-“ you begin, but youre interrupted by your orgasm. “fuck..fuck..Tobio!!” you moan loudly

“M’close, baby,” he groans, his thrusts growing sloppy yet faster, his grip on your hips grows painful and he pounds you harder, releasing into you with one final, rough, thrust. “fuck, my love, you feel so good,” he sighs.

you mumble incoherent words in response. gently, he wraps his arms around your body, pulling his limp cock from your hole with a soft popping sound. “doya think that made our chances higher of having twins..?”

“baby..thats..not how it works,” you sigh in response

“alas, but it should be,” he says, dramatically placing his hand over his forehead and faking a swoon.

you let out an exhausted sigh and he tightens his grip on you in response. “Shh baby, youre safe with me, no matter how many kids we have theyre going to be so perfect.”

…

“KAGEYAMA ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!” you shout playfully, holding two baby boys in your arms.

“Shh, my love, youll wake them up,” he replies, undoing his shoes.

you sigh and walk over to him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “how was practice?” you ask gently, whispering in order to not wake your kids.

“it was alright, thanks,” he grumbles back, clearly annoyed. “my days better not that im home with my three favorite boys,” he says, kissing your forehead gently.

you hum in response, smiling happily at his remark. gently, he grabs your hand and leads you and the boys to the bedroom, placing you on the bed and wrapping his strong arms around your waist. he buries his head in the crook of your neck and closes his eyes, content with the situation.

“I love you,” he mumbles

“Are you talking to me or the kids?” you ask playfully.

END

I REALLY HOPE THAT WAS GOOD ENOUGH LMK IF THERE IS ANYTHING YOU WANT CHANGED N I WILL ADD/SUBTRACT ANY PART OF IT. IM SO SORRY ITS KINDA RUSHED 😞😞

GIVE ME KID NAMES PLSS I WANNA NAME THEM LIKE KATSUKI AND KATSUMI BUT I THINK THEY MIGHT B TOO SIMILAR

[tuliptired]

hi! ive read so many fics where egon's love interest is super smart and a scientist just like him but i kinda wanna reader the opposite at least once :') may i request an egon x reader where his s/o isnt super smart like him, doesnt have an interest in what he studies but is supportive, never went to college, and they're a high school drop out who got their GED through GED classes? maybe one day they're feeling self-conscious about their intelligence compared to him but he assures them that he loves them no matter what?

Please Stay with Your Own Kind (and I'll Stay with Mine)

Pairing: Egon Spengler/Gn!Reader

Warnings: Accidental cut while cooking (stay safe friends :[ )

Sorry this took ridiculously long, life caught up to me and I had to do this ask justice by unpacking all my junk from when I was struggling with school ( ╥ω╥ )

Better formatting on Ao3!!

 You wiped your cheek with the heel of your hand, dust left in its wake. You pushed your couch back into place with a grunt, trying your best to tune out the noise coming from your kitchen table. Normally, if anyone barged in while you were trying to clean and insisted on using your apartment for experimentation, you’d be more than ticked off. But, you were used to it by now, especially at this point in your relationship with a certain atypical scientist. How could you resist him, when he7 was muttering something about elevation and better work environments?

They say cleaning is the best way to get rid of unwanted guests, but Egon was far from colloquial, only ever sneezing as you dusted the space around him. There were bolts and screws littered all over the wood, but you couldn’t bring yourself to mind. He was so busy lately, either at the firehouse or the university he had a fellowship with, that any visit was one to cherish. Even if it meant your centerpiece had to be relocated to the floor.

You stood, hands on your hips as none of your under-the-sink rummaging rewarded you with the little purple spray bottle you were looking for. “Egon?” You turned, the man zeroed in on the mechanism taking up such a small spot on the table.

He hummed, referring back to a large notebook without looking at you. “Could you check the bathroom for my window cleaner?”

Another hum as he kept working. This guy.

“Egon.”

He finally lifted his head, glasses slightly askew. “Right. Sorry.” he nodded once, before disappearing down the hall.

 Your eyebrows twitched upwards as you let out a light sigh, peering down at the contraption delicately, like your gaze could shatter all of his hard work. It was barely the same size as your landline, appearing almost miniscule when in your significant other’s large hands. How could such a tiny thing hold so much of his attention? Or require all the other machinery and calculation around it? Upon further inspection you could see intricate wiring woven throughout its insides. You clicked your tongue. This was all beside you- or above you, if you were being honest. You supported Egon, you really did, but Egon was physics, electromagnetism, degrees and doctorates in studies you’d never even heard of. And here you were, worrying about which set of patterned throw pillows fit the season more. 

The phone rang, stealing you from your moment of introspection, laced with contempt for whatever it was on your table. You took a breath before answering, voice uncertain about who would be calling so close to dinner. “Hello?”

“I’m calling from Columbia- Institute of Advanced Theoretical Research. Is Dr. Spengler around? This is one of the numbers he left for us.” The caller sounded boyish, and eager, rushing through his words.

You were a bit flattered at the idea of your line being an after-hours contact for him. “He’ll be just a second,” you apologized, leaning over to look into the darkness of the unlit hallway. Maybe you forgot to pick up another bottle at the store after all.

There was a staticky silence on the young man’s end, the excited murmur of voices when you picked up now lulled. You could hear him clear his throat before he spoke again. “If you don’t mind me assuming…you’re his partner, right?” he questioned.

“Oh! I am. He passes through here from time to time with work.” Your face heated up in such a silly way in spite of how long you’d been together. 

Surprised murmuring. Did he have company? “That’s great! Dr. Spengler’s a pretty big deal around here,” he boasted enthusiastically.

“Is he?” you smiled to yourself. “I don’t doubt he’s a decent scientist.”

“Of course! We’re all admirers, here.” he gushed. “I dream of being half the scholar he is. Dozens of degrees, 2 doctorates- he’s essentially a genius.”

You shuffled on your feet, amused at his vigor, but reaching that part of conversations surrounding intelligence and tertiary education that prodded at a nastier version of yourself. “Don’t I know it.”

He continued. “We study his journals like they’re gospel. He’s made such big progress in paramagnotheric study that we’re here working for him like drones. Grateful drones.” The student took a pause for air. “That’s why I called- we have big news for him.”

“It’s great- that you’re all so dedicated,” you squinted back down the hall.

Another scratchy moment without words. “I’d be so embarrassed, if he heard me raving like this. What about you?”

“Huh?”

“I mean, Dr. Spengler must have pretty refined tastes. What’s your doctorate in?”

Your throat tightened as you involuntarily clenched your jaw. You really thought you were over this question. Where was Egon? You could live with printed-stained glass if he’d save you from the incoming conversation. You drew in another breath. “Didn’t get that far.” 

“Oh! Sorry for assuming. Your master’s? We had bets on chemistry or neuroscience. Maggie had $20 on you being Dr. Abrams from engineering.”

Does he know that’s not a thing you say to a stranger? God, this was giving you a headache. “Only a GED,” you divulged painfully, snapping in speed but not in tone. What followed was what always followed, most frequently in the early days of your relationship. It was the stunned moment of disbelief from friends and family who knew your academic history. The lingering internal question of: “how’d they get with Einstein?”

“I see,” the caller finally stammered, most likely to be polite.

“Different things…it got away from me. If I could’ve, I would’ve,” you trailed off, not finishing your thought as you cringed at the idea of trying to explain your lack of a traditional diploma to someone who didn’t sound old enough to be far into their graduate schooling.

He cleared his throat. “I get it.” Did he? He’s got handfuls of degrees to add to his name. In the bitter respite of dead air, a venom uncoiled inside of you that was reserved to classmates in the gifted and talented program. But it wasn’t his fault, really. He was only a young adult going down the path that was open to him. And fangirling over your boyfriend, you thought to yourself as you wordlessly rewound it.

Finally, finally , Egon returned, with a clear liquid that wasn’t your window cleaner. But his presence didn’t make you feel any sort of reassurance. “Cladosporium growing in your grout. I made a fungicide for it.”

You furrowed your brows, pressing the phone into his chest and stalking off, leaving him to nearly drop the landline and whatever solution he was holding.

You resigned yourself to stewing in your misery and chopping carrots. You weren’t an exemplary chef, but you both needed to eat. Feelings that you’d be harboring in the back of yourself were boiling inside of you like oil, hotter than water. Egon appeared in the kitchen, having hung up.

“That was Lucas, from the university,” you heard behind you.

“I gathered.”

Egon must’ve failed to pick up on your tone. “He’s a bright young man. He manages the lab well when I’m gone.” You grabbed another vegetable before he settled at your side. “What’re you making?”

“Stew- rice- something. Could you get the stock out the fridge?” You cut awfully close to the tip of your pointer finger.

He tried handing it to you gently, and you grabbed it without looking, ducking into the cabinet by the oven for your measuring cup. Holding it up to the light, you cursed at the odd units of measurement. “ 15 fluid ounces,” you read the chipped red lettering, “how many cups-”

“1.87.” You didn’t turn to face him, letting a puff of air escape your nostrils. “Or 1.9,” he added quickly.

You poured it into the pot, steam rising into your face. Egon was quiet, until he leaned against the counter, taking up a much duller knife to help you get through all the vegetables before the broth burnt out. “About the mold in your bathroom,” he started. “I can remove it for you, but I’m worried about your respiratory health. Untreated fungi that you can see means untreated fungi that you can’t.” Wasn’t that reserved for roaches? Your skin crawled at the thought- of mold and an infestation. “Pathogenic diseases from mold are nothing to play around with.”

“It’s fine,” you uttered, checking on a pot of rice, fingers carefully holding onto the protected part of the hot metal handle.

“Killing it? I have sodium bicarbonate and trisodium phosphate back at the firehouse, it’ll only take-”

You grip the wooden spoon in your hand tightly, nails digging into the flesh of your palm. “No, I mean- don’t do anything! To my bathroom. Or my house. Please.” you nearly pleaded, shutting your eyes and stirring the contents of your dinner. 

Egon complied, wordlessly giving you a bit of space as he added the last potato. You chewed your lip.

“You usually ask for all the details from school.” his voice was barely audible.

A deep weight settled in your stomach. “It slipped my mind.” You spotted a bundle of thyme that never made it in, mindlessly plucking it from the countertop and going back to chopping. “What happened?” you breathed out.

His eyes were on you. “They’re making good strides. Lots of excitement, since they got the cells they engineered to detect psychokinetic energy in electromagnetic conditions. I don’t like leaving them alone, but this was nowhere near an actual challenge- it’s simple trigonometry.” Any other day, the “respected professor” thing would be hot. If you weren’t so focused on finely dicing the herb, you’d have seen his smirk to himself. “They were so happy- to get through the easier part of research.”

“Shit,” you hissed. The knife must’ve slipped, probably from how tense your hands were, or how thin you were slicing, or from how your vision clouded with tears of frustration. Regardless, it nicked into your flesh, quickly drawing blood. You brought the junction between thumb and pointer finger to your lips, before Egon seized your wrist. 

Egon herded you to the sink instead, his talk of “700 different types of bacteria” and “immunocompromised from mold inhalation” lost on you. You drew your wet hand back, lifting both to your eyes, now squeezed shut as you turned away. This whole thing was so, so stupid. It had been so long, and you still felt so angry. The outside world was tuned out from the rushing of water out of the faucet, until Egon’s voice broke through, even if it sounded far- as if he was on the other side of your apartment. 

“I’m sorry. You’re upset, and I don’t know how to help you.” 

A quivering air left you after you shut the sink off. He didn’t deserve your bad mood- or years worth of a bad mood. If you weren’t mad at the boy over the phone, or Egon, the only person left to scorn was yourself. Your vexation crumpled inward, turning into sadness. Self-pity. Resentment. Guilt. 

A thick swallow. “No- I’m sorry that I’ve been short with you today. It’s just- I’m- I don’t-”

Egon’s hands were guiding you to your table before you could break. In between joining you in the kitchen and taking the phone, he must’ve packed up what was left of the work he brought over, something you silently thanked him for. You sat in silence, not knowing how long you must’ve taken to steady your breathing and clear your head. Regardless, he sat with you the entire time, never once pushing you as his hand rested in yours, thumb laid clinically over your pulse point. He’s a creature of habit.

You looked to him, eyes a tinge red. “We’re getting older.” You lifted your gaze fondly to a familiar notch in between his eyebrows. It was only faint, something you’d teased him about because of his lack of efforts to stop or delay aging, but it wasn’t always there. “Much, much older.” Egon’s expression was neutral, something that brought you comfort when it should’ve worried you. “I admire you. So much. And so does everyone else- which you deserve. You’ve worked so hard, for so long, and you’re somebody, Dr. Spengler .” You gave him a weak smile that melted away as you blinked . “ And I’m awful for thinking it, awful for feeling it, but you don’t deserve an idiot who couldn’t even make it to graduation.” Hot tears gathered in your eyes again as your voice was shaky. “I’m holding you back from something bigger.”

His face was softer. “And, I feel like garbage. Utter and complete garbage because so much has happened since then and it still feels like I failed.” You could remember the first time Egon urged you to let him know how you felt, after every confession of unpleasant feelings felt like an unbalanced apology. He was allowing you to feel, without guilt. “It’s this nagging and incessant idea that I’m nothing.” You let your chest fall and rise. “Dr. Abrams wouldn’t do this.” a pitiful attempt at a joke. 

The ghost of amusement. His thumb gently caressed your pulse point, the heartbeat that was once in your throat resigned back to being a dull throb in your chest. He took a moment before speaking, voice small. “It’s not untrue that I value education.” Egon’s eyes rose to your own. “But I’d be closer to an idiot than you’ll ever be if I valued it over you, and your presence in my life.”

 “I’m sorry if I failed to notice how you’ve been feeling.” Egon took your other hand, the one that laid limply on the tabletop. “Do you think I’d be with anyone else just because they had a doctorate? A PhD?”

You shook your head, growing red under his sudden passion. “Egon, I-”

“It doesn’t matter to me, because they wouldn’t be you. You are so much more than an abbreviation.” Tears flowed freely from your eyes, and he gently wiped them away every time, hands cradling your wet cheeks. “Besides. Dr. Abrams isn’t half as interesting as you are.”

Egon smiled at you, eyes crinkling as you returned it. 

There was a hiss of smoke from the kitchen that made him flinch, the threat of fire making you scramble back to the stove. As you cut the heat, you winced at the sight of liquid and vegetables burnt black and stuck to the bottom of the pot. 

“Ah, man. I’m sorry,” you frowned, switching on the fan.

“Things get away from us,” Egon held your shoulders, smiling as he pressed a kiss into your hair.

[fanficfanatic000]

Eddie Munson x fem reader (Munsons book )

Eddie x fem reader best friends 18+ content don't read if a minor TW

Part 1 of 2

Plot: You find a questionable book under eddie munson your best friends bed

You and eddie are on your last year of high-school finally he kept getting held back but this year was the last because he had you tutor him You always had eyes for your best friend eddie but recently he had been hanging out with a girl. chrissy which definitely bothered you. But you were happy he was happy. "So are you coming over to help me study for this test?" You looked up from your lunch to see him. His messy metal head hair framing his adorable face and his dark chocolate eyes with his cocky boyish smile "Yeah sounds. good" you smile as you said yes. "Great then i could just drive you to my place after school?" "Yep perfect" The lunch bell rang You sat throughout all your boring ass classes. Then school was over. You walked outside and there he was leaned up against his van smoking a cigarette. The wind slightly blowing his curls out of his face Then he sees you and smiles. You walk towards him and you felt blush creeping in on your face "you ready darling?" Darling was just one of your many nicknames that made everyone think you were more than just friends "if you're ready?" He stomped out his cigarette and opened the passenger door with a wink That made your heart jump. Minutes pass and you're at his trailer in his room trying to explain the math problem to eddie "Eddie just think about it " "but it isnt logical to have letters in math!" "Okay okay lets just take a break then go back to it okay?" "Okay Princess but i have a question." "What is it?" You tilted your head. "Can i show you something ive kinda been working on?" "Sure why not" you smiled. He gets up fastly and grabs his guitar and his guitar pick and sits back down infront of you. And he starts to play a Metallica song on his guitar. You focused on his ringed fingers long. Fast moving .veiny And pretty for a guys hand until his pick flew from his hand to somewhere on the floor "shit! That was the 3rd one ive lost…." He says in a deep tone "here i can find it for ya edds" You get off the bed onto the floor and your looking for his white guitar pick then you spot it underneath his bed on top of a book? Curiosity got the best of you when you grabbed the book and the guitar pick stood up "so i found it but w-whats this?" You Raise an eyebrow at him.. he looks up at you and his eyes widen he gulps "um just N-nOthing!" He reaches out for it so you dashed into the the hall and you locked yourself in the bathroom. Usually you wouldn't run through eddies trailer because wayne hates the way it vibrates the trailer but he's out of town and won't be back until Monday night and it's Friday "Princess PLEASE DONT OPEN THE BOOK I BEG OF YOU!!" He jiggles the door knob "Keeping secrets from your best friend huh munson?" "Princess please dont ive told you everything like how i fell down the stairs at school and got a bloody nose or how i had a shaved head once… please dont read it.." "but you dont tell me everything do you?" "What?? Do you mean??" "I mean i saw you with chrissy yesterday You didnt tell your best friend about your girlfriend did you?" "Girlfriend?? No Princess i was selling her weed." He chuckles. "Well sorry eds but i-i have to see what this is if its porn or something dont worry im not a judgmental person" "NO Princess dont!!" He jiggled the door knob more then you opened the book with a blank cover and flipped to the first page to see writing (my girl one day you will be mine and only mine)

[kumezyzo]

hellooo! can you write something about breaking up w bf!sapnap?

im not joking when i say i got two seperate asks for this. and im all for it. i made sap seem like a huge asshole in this btw. like, so insanely shitty that its almost out of character/it probably is.

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

it built up slowly over time. once the honeymoon phase had passed, you two were comfortable. and then you two needed a break. he needed breathing room and you need to reevaluate where you wanted this relationship to go. when before you could see yourself marrying him, growing old with him, having a family with him, now you just saw his flaws.

he didnt know why but he felt bored. it hurt him to admit to himself. and it hurt even more having to tell his friends about it. the same friends that had grown to love you and you had grown to love aswell.

"you're... bored?" dream asked his best friend, looking at him like he was crazy. "of a person?"

nick winced as he heard it out loud for the first time. he looked at george who looked at him in complete concern.

"it sounds worse when you put it like that..." nick responded. he rubbed at his eyes.

"it was that bad to begin with," george said shaking his head.

during the break, you felt as if you two had broken up. and the longer it went on, the more he acted like you two actually had. and it really solidified it when he started talking to other people.

you didnt think he was doing it seriously. maybe it was just to make you jealous, maybe he did stoop that low. but then you saw how how george and dream were just as confused as you.

he really did try to hide it from you. from everyone. but no ones perfect.

"nick, who are you texting?" dream asked over his shoulder, startling him. he looked at dream with wide eyes.

"what the fuck are you doing?" he asked defensively. you looked up from where you were sitting at the kitchen island to the other two on the couch. he glanced at you before looking back at his best friend.

"i was just trying to scare you..." dream said walking towards you in the kitchen confused. he had gone upstairs to get his laptop to show you something. "but really, who were you texting?"

"your mom, thats who,"

when you found it he was talking to someone, you couldnt help but feel terrible at the idea that he had already gotten over you.

you walked into your old shared bedroom, nervously avoiding eye contact with your ex-boyfriend. he looked at you blankly as you stood there with your arms crossed, trying to find words to say.

he was sat up in bed, looking up from his phone at you. "...whats up?"

"we can agree we're not together anymore? like... this isnt gonna work out, right?" you continued to stare at your socks as you waited for the heart breaking answer. but you couldn't hold it in and looked up to see his face.

he looked small and deep in thought. he glanced down at his phone screen and back up at you.

"why are you thinking about it?" you ask offendedly. "im asking to make sure we're on the same page here. it wasnt an actual fucking question."

your words rang through the air. he sat there, hearing them play over in his head. it was like he was suddenly understanding the situation. he replayed your relationship, remembering how much he loved you. how happy he was.

im sorry if this seems all over the place. this idea was a lot more elaborate in my mind. but i didnt wanna make it longer. sorry...

if you want a longer version, it would take a while for me to get it out. im gonna be super busy for a while so domt expect as frequent uploads. im also in a lowkey bad mood rn so... im sorry if this is kinda dry. -nony

[tossball-stick]

heyy i saw your latest post about john's aromantic trutherism and i didn't exactly understand what you mean by that... could you explain? i too don't think he is actually in love with abigail if that's what you were saying...?

hiii!!! 1: thank you for asking about this im excited to write and analyze him in this way

2: plsplspls get the idea outta ur head that aromantic people cant love. noooo i couldnt have been misunderstood more. i wanna clarify that i do think john loves abigail. i just dont think that love is all that romantically motivated and ive got a few reasons to believe so.

3: uhhhh uhhh this ended up being like 2.5k words of analysis on john im sorry. no one on tumblr has asked me my thoughts about him before so this is the first time im talking about a lot of the stuff here and theres so much ive thought about johns character and its all messy and intertwined. itll be a little all over the place. i am deeply sorry.

okay. first reason? hes otherwise not much of a romantic. whether he wants to be or not, he falls flat on his face every attempt there is at being romantic with abigail (rarely do we see him be romantic with other women) is usually met with disdain, if there even are many to begin with. its rare to hear john say something pleasant about having a woman, and its rare to ever witness them having a good time together while in the gang. 

...up until the epilogue and john gets his shit together. but by that point i could argue further analysis as to how john isnt wholly himself by that point. hear me out.

john and arthur are two halves of one whole to me. its clear theres some sort of void in john after arthur dies, and he still holds the memory of arthur very very dear. he does his best to keep the memories alive, in fact, in a way to keep arthur alive. 

this starts extending to some kinda interesting parallels, though. writing and drawing in arthurs journal like he did, the hat being placed on johns head, john proposing with marys ring, the phrasing and tone of johns proposal is also shockingly familiar to arthur telling john that itd make him happy if john went to his family... after arthurs death, i find john taking on many of his traits even. he becomes more quiet and closed off, we see it even in rdr2 with arthur telking him to "knock it off with the whole being mysterious thing" or whatever. arthur claims its to act like dutch, but ill do you one better, its clearly just john idolizing his older brother and trying to be like him to be a proper man. this brings me to my next point...

the time period of rdr2!!! yayyy cowboys, the victorian era, Did u know. being a man was something you had to do in previous american and european cultures? this slowly started fading as we roll over into the 20th century, but there was a lot of emphasis placed on performing your role as a man. to be a good man, you must do xyz. otherwise, you are seen as immature, as a boy, as a child. 

throughout the entire series of red dead redemption, both 1 and 2, theres a lot of stuff pointing towards jogns struggle to Be A Man. arthur and dutch frequently refuse to let him grow up, still calling him "little john" and still treating him like hes a rowdy unruly boy that needs to learn better, not a man who should know better. hosea is the only man treating john like hes a man, and even then id say hes fairly lax with the guy. only as the story of rdr2 progresses do we see arthur start to shift his view towards john. not as a boy to stay a boy, because the gang isnt gonna be around forever. john cant keep being a boy. he needs to become a man, take care of his family. 

working off a distinctly gentleman influenced view of masculinity, johns inability to be a man is almost directly tied to his inability to be a proper romantic for his wife. compared to arthur, who is seen taken women on dates and flirting with them just to make them laugh at times. hes dancing with the ladies and helping them up and down the coaches, wagons, and horses. john like. just barely remembers to do that for abi in the epilogue. again, his failings to be a true romantic are tied with his failings as a man. 

in rdr1, this even extends to bill having the bit of dialogue, "you always were a scared little boy!" continuing to imply that john is not a man, hes never been a man. the only reason we can read him as a man Now is because we are going by arthurs definition of manhood. we can extend this further and say bill still views john as a boy because john does not live up to bills expectations of manhood- while arthur may view being a man as something chivalrous, more gentlemanly, bill clearly views masculinity as power and violence, without much to do with women. john does not live up to that, to bill, until the end.

if you read "masculinity" as "being romantic and chivalrous towards women", then, as john fails at being a romantic, he too fails at being a man. there are a lot of other ways john is immature and childish but this is a really easy one to point out if you know the time period and just how much emphasis was placed on both romanticism and manliness, and how they intertwined.

third reasoning for aro john: his family wasnt his for so much of his life. this one is another one that needs a bit of elaboration i fear.

the story of john and abigail getting together is simple enough. she joined the gang at 17 as a sex worker, slept around with some of the gang, then for one reason or another, very clearly believed that the pregnancy was johns. john runs away for a year.

in this time, we dont know a whole lot about what gang life was like without john. however, with arthurs comments about marrying abigail himself and loving her, and his close relationship with jack, i think its pretty clear arthur was the one being a man in johns place. when john left, there was a john shaped hole arthur had to fill. (i also like to think this because the potential misery of arthur having to lose his family a second time once john returns is fun to me.)

even in the story of rdr2, we see john Love and Care For his family, but its never in the same, romantic way arthur seems to involve himself in abi and jacks lives. john will defend them with his life, but when it actually comes to pulling himself up by his bootstraps and being a father or a husband, he kinda just drags his feet and gets lost. he has to be told to reunite with his family at jacks party, despite, in my eyes, his love for jack being very clearly displayed while they were looking for him. 

this is only bolstered by the conclusion of rdr2, with john and arthur on the mountain. arthur, in all his holy parallels, like jesus passing the virgin mary off to john the beloved, arthur tells john it would make him very happy if [john] went to be with his family and left. arthur is passing his family off onto john, the same as jesus passed his family onto saint john. (this one hits harder if you know the rest of the "arthur is jesus" parallels and symbolism but i feel like those would be more impactful as a web weave, and i cant make one right now haha. most obvious one i can think of to support this though is arthur being a scapegoat, dying for the gangs sins.) remember these points they are the most important and will come back later.

reason number four: "but javier-!" shhhhshshsh lemme talk. yes. john is infinitely more intimate with javier than abigail. however, again, we must take the time period into account.

not that far off from many disgusting redpill communities today, back in the 1800s it was typically expected for men to socialize with men and women with women. there was a certain level of bonding you only had with your wife, as well as a certain level of bonding you only had with the men who were close to you. 

i have got to grab this fandom by the shoulders and say rockstar did not make these men as affectionate as they should have been with each other, and thats completely platonically. this is taking romance out of the equation, these men considered each other brothers and family. they were all in a cult together. they would have been very close, and also very affectionate! they would confide in each other and hold each other and cry to each other. they would make gifts for each other and sing and dance together. you can at least see them all pass around beer bottles between each other.

do i think john and javier are closer than most? yes absolutely. do i think javier is in love with john in some way? yes absolutely. do i think its romantic? ehhh maybe. do i think john loves javier? yes absolutely. do i think its romantic? ....noo not really. their whole dynamic reads as one sided through and through to me. even if they ever got together im sure they were quickly apart again, and i doubt the relationship would have been fulfilling in the ways javier would want, leaving him longing still.

the "ive always loved you, even now" immediately funneling into a crate being shoved onto john to knock him over can also be metaphorical- javiers love is disarming to john Because he does not know how to react to it. hes never known how to react to it. hes never known how to react to love from anyone, because "love" seems to feel so much different for everyone but him.

reason ff. fiiiiive. dear god. im sorry for this being this long: john loves. he clearly loves very hard. he was clearly wrecked by arthurs death, he would clearly crawl through hell for his family, he was clearly hurt because his love for javier eventually stabbed him in the back. however, to me, a lot of this love feels similar to the love john has for dutch, or arthur, really. its familial, its platonic, it sure as hell isnt romantic. (even if the games themselves like to joke about it being so lol.)

its just clear to me that he loves. he cant not love jack and abi after everything hes done for them. he cant not love javier after being so close for so long. but in the same vein, he cant not love dutch for the same reasons. ysee what i mean? his devotion to his wife and child feels identical to the devotion to dutch, compared to arthur, whos devotion to eliza and isaac directly went against his devotion to dutch.

much like with dutch, where john was still seen as a boy, he will ferociously do the big things for his family (saving jack, defending the ranch, tackling gangsters and robbers). he will almost always fail to do the little things that would make him a true man, though. yknow. winding down, relaxing, just working, not getting involved in fights. spending some time with his family maybe. 

he can shape up and be good, he just never does. 

and i think thats why hes so torn between leaving on his own, leaving with his family, or staying with the gang. theres no difference between romantic, platonic, or familial love for him. when arthur tells him to go be with his family and john replies "youre my brother" its not only announcing arthur as family, but i think it only reinforces that blurred line of what love is for john. "i love you the same as them, why must i leave you behind? if they are family and i love them, then you too must be family, for i love you."

point six: i hope you remembered the first few points like i told you to. you did remember right

this brings us back around to john not being a man by not being a romantic, arthurs family being passed off to him, and also john not wholly being himself later on. in the epilogue, between 1899 and 1908, we hear about how john has been unable to avoid trouble and has them on the run still. whenever abigail asks something of him, he instead goes and does what he wants. its only after she leaves him (ultimate failure of being a man) do we see him start to shape himself up again, and i would argue this shaping up increases substantially after he reunites with charles. charles sets him on the right path and reawakens that memory of arthur. i imagine being close to blackwater also helps here. id argue due to charles' apparent closeness with arthur, and then sudden closeness to john due to john being all thats left of arthur... it makes john also feel like hes all thats left of arthur. i believe after speaking with charles and thinking to himself, he decides to fulfill the one dream arthur had, seemingly, at the end: take care of the family he had lost. well, eliza and isaac are six feet in the dirt so next best option: abi and jack. 

john starts to become quieter and more in his own shell- by rdr1 hes struggling to even really ask people for help with the most basic things. he becomes a lot more of a romantic speaker. he had always used fancy words with the gang, but never with charismatic purpose in the way i feel he does in rdr1. he starts making the decisions he thinks arthur would make. as a result, the hole that arthur left behind when he died, does not get filled by john. instead it simply gets filled with whatever arthur john can muster from within himself.

id also like to bring up john being the favorite, but not the golden boy. he was the youngest and most spoiled, but he was not the one dutch turned to for just about everything. he was still living in arthurs shadow, so i imagine all of that also plays a role in johns choice to live like arthur to get his family back, to be a man. he failed at being a man by his own merits. arthur was a real man by his own merits, lets just do what we've always done and look up to our older brother about it. copy what he does. clearly hes got it all figured out, even though you know he didnt, after reading the journal. 

this all is finally bolstered by john making the choice to kill micah and repeat the VDL cycle of violence, which ruins the perfect life he made for himself. he makes another decision HE, not arthur, HE would make, and thus has to deal with the consequences. 

in conclusion: i think john loves a lot and very hard. hes passionate about these people. but in his own words towards javier that start to become readable as projection, "hes a cynic that wants to be a romantic" and "hes all passion, no love ('no love' being how he perceives it, due to the views of those around him. he loves abigail and jack, he loved arthur, though because his version of love was different than theirs, its not read as love. therefore, he has none in his own eyes)." 

all of this coupled with a detached attachment style that leaves him cold and distant leaves him being tugged along in romances he truthfully does not feel the same about. he says he does, because he loves, but he doesnt know why the love isnt the same. so, clearly, since he loves, he must want the romance. he has to perform it for love regardless of if he truly does want romance or not. if he loves, he must be a romantic, and hes failing at being a romantic, so he cant be himself. he must be someone else in order to convey his love to his family.

i hope i got everything across alright ^-^ feel free to ask questions or send more asks ive got plenty more where that came from

[vlassk]

False God

P2

A/N sorry this took forever works been rough. Ik Guardian and Crows love story isnt really a thing but i mean... rip Manda...iykyl. this is a tad long and kinda slow. Just in case yall are too lazy to catch up on the story.

Pairing- Uldren/Crow sov x Guardian

Cade-6 x Guardian??

Enemy to lovers

Angsty

Warnings: swearing, violence (lmk if theres more)

You stop by the tower to get more weapons and necessities. Feeling that emptiness after that fignt with uldren. Of course, you look fine by dont feel it after the random altercation.

"Y/n. What is the matter?" Ikora stands straight. Your back is hunched as you're meditating. You looked tired.

"I'm just... i don't know. " You look down at your lap

"Well, is it about going into the Black Garden?" Ikora starts to walk towards you

"No..."

"Is it...Cayde?!" The death stare she gave, the thought of her Fire team member being anything but amazing to you hurt her.

"No........."

"So whats the matter?" Her face going to confusion

"Its Uldren Sov. Prince of the Reef" your ghost pops out for a second, going from your shoulder to your lap.

"Ghost?!" You cover them with some fabric, hoping Ikora didn't care.

"What happened? Too fancy for us?" She sits next to you, rolling her eyes.

"No no..."

"We got into a fight..."

"Are you alright?"

"Hah yeah,.you should see him. But the thing is, he just invalidated my life. I mean, it really shouldn't bother me. i made sure HE knew that, but... I've tried so hard to make my way up here. He seemed so confident that im going to die on there.."

"Y/n...maybe its time you build a fire team. Stop going solo. But dont confuse that for me thinking you can't do this alone. That kid has no idea what you've been through. You can do it, " ikora smiles, putting a hand on your shoulder. With the other hand, she straightens your back.

"Sit straight as you meditate young Guardian"

"Ohhh, it's the Guardian!" You turn to see Cayde, you smile a bit, letting him walk over to you. Cayde smiles at Ikora, kissing You on your head before sitting on the floor next to you both.

"Hello Cayde," you smile, leaning into him

"This isn't my scene. I'm going to see Zavala," ikora nudges you before getting up and leaving.

"Ive noticed youre having a hard time y/n, do you want to talk about it?"

"Yeah, i mean, i think im just questioning a lot. I mean, the Awoken live on this space, Reef. It's creepy and beautiful. But i have yet to meet a good person"

"Oh?"

"And here i am, traveling the Systems. Their Queen is strong i can tell she has influence and power. But her brother, he just seems dark. Maybe it's just from being in the shadows, but i just feel like he's jealous of me being able to be me without someone who keeps me in a shadow. Without worrying about a final death..."

" Now you shine brighter than our Light. No way a shadow can be casted onto you," Cayde boops your nose

You smile, still looking down at your ghost. Who's looking over the last city.

"Thank you, cayde." You place a small kiss on his cheek before getting up your ghost being put away.

"Im going to destroy that, Heart. And i will be back. Let's grab drinks when i am?" You turn back to your lover.

A glint of happiness shows in his eyes. You begin to walk away, but cayde grabs your arm, pulling you back down to him.

"Come back to me, okay?" He winks at you and lets you go. You run off to your ship.

Going into the Black garden, you find the Vex worshiping the heart of the black garden. After fighting for what seems like forever, you finally destroyed the heart of darkness.

"I feel it...the traveler might be still, but It's Healing." Your ghost looks at you, embracing the light, and a happy Traveler is finally healing.

You fly back home, the Tower. Feeling the most tired from the fight.

As you land, you see confetti flying through the air. You leap out of your ship

"Whats all this for?" Your ghost pops out floating around you

"No clue"

As you walk through the hallways into the courtyard, you see confetti and decorations. Happy faces rignt as you walk through.

They all through a celebration for You. So many people cheering. Having delicious food and amazing decor.

"Guardian, how has this celebration been for you?" Zavala stands at his usual spot

"It's nice, but weird. i mean, i feel like yeah, sure. i did heavy lifting, but i learned a lot from others"

"You are too Humble Guardian... i think you're perfect for Cayde..." zavala pats your shoulder, turning back around to look at tje city. You raise an eyebrow, turning away yourself and walking towards Cayde.

"Hey sweetheart, you start missing me?" Cayde is leaned against a wall watching the fireworks go off.

"Always missing you"

"I've got some things to show you," cayde grabs your hand. Guiding to the Ironwood tree, where you both officially met.

"Special place." You pick up a small leaf, then let it drop down.

"For a special person"

"You are such a special person y/n, you ground me in a way i can't even explain. I, it's like you're a mini traveler. I feel powerful around you"

"I feel the same with you. You're my light. You're my best friend. My lover, i wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you"

"You would have made it anyway. You're amazing..." Cayde walks over to the rail, leaning his elbows on it

"Are you okay?" You place a hand on his shoulder.

"I dont get nervous like this.."Cayde turns to look at you. Looking behind you, he sees Zavala and Ikora giving him a thumbs in within the chaos of the celebration. Then he looks back to you.

"I love you, Guardian... you're my favorite"

" we have What seems like eternity. And for us light barrers that seem like forever and ever. Y/n I'd like to spend that forever and ever with you. " Cayde gets on one knee. The leaves of the tree falling slowly. He pulls out a small box with a ring.

You smile, ready to accept. When an image flashes in your head. Orange eyes, looking angry. Looking straight at you. You quickly blink away the thought.

"Y/n , when this battle is Over. Will you be my wife?"

"Yes!" You shout bending down, hugging him. He falls back onto the floor. You both didn't care. You turn to see Zavala and Ikora cheering you both on. Once you both recover, you agree its Party time once again.

You chat around but end up next to Zavala Again.

"Congratulations again, Guardian!"

"Haha, yeah, thanks, hey, i was wondering. If this is all okay. We Arent breaking any rules, right?"

"Ha no...i knew about you once Cayde knew he liked you. From the first week you were here."

"All ive ever known is here, all ive ever known is Cayde-6"

"I hope you two have eternal happiness," zavala smiles. Taking a sip of his drink.

"Thanks, Commander." You smile, leaving him as well.

You let Cayde hang with his fire team. Hearing from others about a Strange Exo somewhere around the tower. You eventually find her up top, a building looking at the city.

"Hello stranger" you walk up behind her. Keeping a soft tone.

"Hello Guardian... how was The Black garden?"

"It was trouble yes. Not as much as Meeting those Siblings though" you laugh, rubbing the back of your neck

"They give you a hard time?' The stranger looks at you concerned.

"Kinda, well actually just the Brother..."

"Ahh, i see. He's like that. " she turns back to the city.

"We got physical..." You sigh, looking out too.

"But you are to be married!" She puts a hang on her chest shocked.

"No, no!! Not like that! Like we actually had a fight. Fists and all, he lunged at Ghost.." You point to your ghost who's scanning the flowers.

"Oh... huh interesting Guardian, i hope you dont have to deal with that again... but here i have a Gift to Cheer you up." The stranger hands you a rifle.

"Its mine..id like you to have it"

"Thank you.. but what for?"

"As a gift and a reminder that this battle has not been won yet. The real fight is still out there"

"And that fight we will win" You smile at her, The Stranger pats your back and you watch the City in Silence.

As small battles were won. Like holding off Crota, then going on to Defeat him. With him gone you head from Mara Sov. She had asked for help a moment you dreaded.

"Open the Reef to the Guardians. Offer the riches of our realm as Bounty for these traitors

"So you're going back to the reef to fight?

"Yes i have a duty"

"But she called for everyone, not just you, so what if you stay?"

"I cannot. I promised her, shes a queen i made a promise."

"Well, get back sooner, okay?" Cayde goes back to doing his work.

You kiss your Fiancé goodbye. Packing in a hurry, nervous to see Mara and Uldren. I wonder what this fight will entail. You make your way to the reef. the flight seemed quick. You talk to Petra Venj. She gives you Intel on what to do and what you might find. You run into Variks a helpful soul. His speech interests you, and he seems to find enjoyment in your company. You three head out. I'm not running into the Queen or her brother yet.

The fallen house of wolves have rebelled. Working besides Petra and Veriks, the temporary fire team worked together, finally imprisoned Skolas. You tracked him down, cornering him. Petra captured him with Uldrens Crows.

Mara Sov gets on coms. Telling you about a fine reward. You fly back being a pretty reward. You didn't see Uldren. You didn't even see Mara.

The Taken king heard about his son. Sending a fleet to act on this Revenge. To destroy you. As the awoken fights the Kings Fleet, you whitnes the death and destruction. You're fighting in the back lines, seeing glowing blue sprout. Taking out a ship. But still, this wasn't over. You see Oryx Ship glow. A shock wave sends out, destroying all nearby ships. You get sent back as you regain yourself. You see the mass destruction. You are ready to start this new fight.

"My contacts near saturn say the weapon only fired once." Ikora stands by the table.

"It's not like the queen to attack a superior force." Zavala places a hand on the maps

"How could she have known? How could anyone... we need a warlock inside the Dreadnought. " ikora leans forward.

"Here we go.." cayde rolls his eyes taking a step back.

"Our first priority must be to protect the city. Our guardian got a good look on Phobos, whatever is was, it turned Cabal against Cabal, wiped out that base in minutes. How long would we last?" Zavala is more frustrated

"Until we understand what we are dealing with!" Slamming her hand on the table, ikora begins to take a step back.

"They are taken." eris walks in. Planting a glowing rock on the map.

"Eris, get your rock off My map" cayde warns the woman.

"It hasn't spoken since Crota fell it speaks now because Oryx has arrived. Come to fulfill the final covenant of his son, " eris continues to walk to the table.

You walk away from the door. Pacing back and forth. A few seconds later, Cayde walks out.

"There's the Guardian I've been looking for!,. Look, the only way to stop the Taken is to get you on the dreadnought.." cayde talks with his hands, hoping to get the point across better

"We need a stealth drive,i got one hidden in-"

"Cayde, what are you whisperin?" ikora walks out. Shutting the door behind her.

"Nothing!... nothing....."

"I'll contact you in the cosmodrome." Cayde kisses you and leaves, not giving you time to respond.

You head to the cosmodrome to meet up with Cayde. Killing some taken on the way. Getting the stealth drive you needed. You leave back to the tower to get it applied.

"Interesting tech cayde, isn't this Eris mourns ship?"

"Is it... huh. You know you're a true artist cant even see the join..."

"Cute but zavalas got sign off on all launches need to log while I'm letting it go"

"Start gazing tour?"

Amanda gives him a took. Cayde rolla his eyes and plays with a wrench

"Ok, how about an unsanctioned op using modified stealth tech to...infiltrate a dreadnought above saterns rings? So we can knock out it's weapons create a transmat zone, and send in the cavalery.."

"How about test flight... it'll be waiting for you when you're ready"

'Me, I'm not flying the thing,' cayde walks away with some sass. You turn to see the young girl

"Thank you.. i appreciate this" She nods at you letting you go off.

You fly into saterns rings. Cayde, on one line, talking to you

"Good luck, my love"

"Yeah yeah whatever put me in harms way because you can't stand the Hive"

"I believe in your abilities to carry this out too"

As you fly closer you notice the stealth drive malfunctioning. Getting closer you see the bright beams start to grow. You fly in fast into the center. You explode only to be revived on the giants ship being stuck with no ship of your own.

Struggling for a while you turn off the Weapons. Getting compliments from Zavala. You seek to go back home. Cayde hugging you right as you walk through

"See, i told you i believed in you," cayde kisses, you holding you tighter.

After a long, long fight, you finally defeated Oryx. You look out at space. Only to have to go to his Thrown World, finally killing him. Thinking of only one person.

"Uldren..." your ghost pops out already knowing what you were thinking.

"They are all gone...ill never know why... why he was so angry..."you sit on the floor pondering whats next.

As the years pass and time goes on, trouble sturs in the reef as more and more crime goes around the Astroid belt. With Mara gone, her brother Uldren, who was slowly builing up his army, turned to a dark side. Becoming corrupted by a Taken wish dragon. Riven the Arhamkara. A massive jail break happened. Uldren Sov has his army of Scorn Barrons who escaped.

With Cayde-6 and Petra Venj, you three set out to fix the mess. As you look at the center island of the prison, you see cayde ride it down in a blaze of fire. You rush down, still fighting your way through the chaos, not knowing what to expect...

You finally get down. Seeing a red light glow behind a door. The huge scorn is hovering around a figure. You run quickly, stopping in front of Cayde. The figure slowly turns around

You look down at Caydes body. Then, back to the figure.

"He didn't feel a thing," a low chuckle was heard. You see, Uldren, a man you thought still couldn't be alive. He holds up Caydes gun and smirks. As the door shuts, you throw your solar knives at it. Not making the door budge

Your heart screams, you feel a pain already

"cayde!" You run to sit next to him.

"Hows my...hows my hair?.

Speechless...heh typical.."

"There's nothing i can... I'm sorry"

"Cayde, please.. hold on, we can help you"

"This... this aint on you honey..."

"This.... is what i get for... playing nice" his robotic voice cracking and breaking a few times.

"Please cayde stop save that energy!"

"You have no control y/n... this isn't on you... you are not a god" cayde holds onto your hand. His words make you freeze.

"You tell Zavala and Ikora...the Vanguard... is the best bet...i ever lost..."

"I should have married you sooner. My sweet. " his breathing thins out his head, turns the other way as his eyes lose that glow.

You shake him a bit. Panicking trying to find a way, or a reason

"Cayde...wake up please this aint funny... Cayde-6! Wake up!" You begin to shout. Shaking and crying. Petra runs over, stopping a few feet from you. Letting you get out out.

You continue to scream and cry, holding on to his body the whole time. Letting Petra fly as you cried in the back holding on to cayde.

Caydes funeral was Grey

"He had the worst jokes..even worse timing. Wanted to laugh i really did" ikora stands over him walking closer

"We should have been there" ikora goes on.

"This is not your fault, this is on the head of Uldren Sov"

You stand in the corner trying to hide the heavy breathing

"But if he thinks what he's done is the end. It's not. It's the beginning"

"We are going to fight him" ikora turns to see Zavala

"Do you hear me? All of us, every Titan, every Warlock every hunter. We will take the reef by storm.... and then we will Mount the head of that son of a bitch on his precious throne. For our fire team for cayde"

"No" Zavala interups

"What did you say" ikora raises her voice turning fully towards Zavala.

"We are not an army. We are not conquerors. We are guardians.. we need to keep our eyes here. On our home. Our people. The traveler" he turns to walk towards Caydes body, covered in a white cloth.

"The reef was lost the moment it lost its queen. So if another Sov wants a stretch of lifeless rocks let him have it"

"This is cayde we're talking about. For us to do nothing... is... is... "

"Say it" zavala Furrows his eyebrows.

"Cowordice "

Zavala walks over to caydes head

"I refuse to bury anymore friends" he places a hand on Caydes chest.

"You won't have to...Uldren sov, is mine." You speak up. Walking slowly to caydes body. Going under the cloth to his hand. Taking off a ring. You walk out of the room.

Taking to the Tangled Shore to investigate, you work with an Elixne named Spider. He had agreed to help us find Uldren. If we defeated the Scorn Barons one by one. You defeated them all. Raging more and more with every kill. Waiting for Uldren. You enter the Awoken Watch tower. We fought a horrifying creature that was the voice of Riven. As it dies, you see Uldren on the ground. He's tired and weak

You walk towards Ace. Picking up the metal gun. You ghost pops out. Following behind you. Uldren grunts,. Trying to collect himself on the floor. You walk closer. Uldren laughs in your face as you hold up the gun to his head

"Congratulations. You have my undivided attention" he sits up more

"Now where is my sister?!" He looks up at you. Those same eyes you saw when cayde purposed. A pain in your heart Aches.

Petra steps up beside you. " She's not here, Uldren...and if she was... this would be a Whole Lot Easier. " she walks closer, pointing her own weapon at him.

"So this is to be a reckoning," Uldren lays back down.

"Wait.. not like this" your ghost calls out. Looking at both of you frantically.

"Look at him he's finished" Ghost carries on. Uldren bows his head down in disappointment in himself.

"Even with everything he's done. We can't just-"

"You have no idea what he's done!" Petra puts both hands on her gun. Keeping an aim on Uldren.

"If cayde was here i know what he would doz Guardian, do you?"

You almost looked offended at her

"Yes...what would the notorious Cayde-6 do? You have his gun. Seems you get the last word." Uldren struggles to sit up more

"Everything i did. I did for her! Funny, the line between light and dark is so very thin... do you know which side you're on"

You lower your weapon. Only to raise it back up.

"I know what Cayde-6 would do... sadly for you. My Fiancé is dead." You put your finger on the trigger.

Uldrens eyes move to the ring around your finger, and the ring on a chain around your neck. His eyes widen.. then close.

You pull the trigger.

[headlessjest]

what is up !!

uhhh sorry if this clutters up ur ask box but could u draw/write Auditor as a dad to a silly shadowy y/n uhm sorry ,,, if its considered a blank promt

I’ll write this since I’m kinda drawing a lot of my oc ref sheets!

Thank you for the request though!

Ft: Auditor

(All of this is platonic!!)

Hcs:

•Tbh, they weren’t expecting a mini them

•But in all honesty, they like it.

•I mean, a mini version of yourself is sick as hell, and you can teach them crazy shit.

•But fr though, they like taking care of you.

•Also, it is confirmed that the employers are vampires, no joke. So I’m just imaging you biting random agents and Auditor is in the back like: “Lmao, that’s my kid.”

•I also think that they share their drinks with you because you’re technically also an employer? (I have a headcanon that the employers have different taste in drinks n all that. Like how Auditor has a taste in sweeter or more sugary drinks.)

•I also think that you mock them in a way. Like being in their office a lot and typing on the computer, etc. Trying to live up their name.

•But yeah, they love taking care of you and do get a little upset when not having time to be with you.

One shot:

Alright, ever since you got accidentally created, you’ve been kinda a nightmare for the agency. You gnaw at everything you see, scratch at everything, and just be a little shit head in general.

The only way for you to calm down was your dad…

Your dads drinks.

Apparently, sugary drinks help you calm down instead of being a hyper little shit head. That's where you are right now, getting chased down by everyone, including your dad because you won't accept sugary drinks. "(Name)!!" Auditor yelled out over the speaker.

"I swear to God, (Name)! This has been going on for 3 whole hours! How the hell do you have the energy for this shit!?" Auditor yelled once again. You continued to run through the halls as the agents chased you down. As you kept on running, you got trapped in a corner. You turned around to look at the agents who're trying to slowly grab you.

You looked below you and realized a vent was underneath you. The agents also noticed this and one of them lost their control and instantly tried to grab you, forcing you to climb into the vent and close the cover behind you quickly. "Uh, MX.. They're in the vents now.." one of the agents hesitantly stated into the ear piece. "Goddamn it! Alright, everyone, go to every vent in the agency and guard it. We need to get (Name) to calm down as soon as possible!" Auditor command.

All the agents nodded at eachother and all started to spread out to each individual vent in the place. Now here you are, climbing through the vents, trying to find your dad's office. The one place where an agent isnt guarding the vent. Auditor hummed when looking over the camera footage, trying to find out where you are.

Auditor was honestly getting some deja vu rn from the fnaf 2 and 3 vent stuff. Honestly kinda scared them a bit.

Anyways, after 10 minutes of this bs, you finally found your dad's office and giggled to yourself. You were about to jump out of the vent before hearing your dad say this. "You're in here, (Name)!" You jolted from this and tried to crawl away before one of Auditors tendrals grabbed you from the vent and made you drop down and into their hands.

"All agents, (Name) has been found. Go back to your post at once." Auditor commanded. Auditor was now glaring at you with anger. You tried to squirm your way out of their hold but no use. Their grip was strong enough to hold you still and all that.

"(Name), you caused a lot of trouble today! Do you know how much work had to be put aside because of you!?" Auditor scolded. You realized their words and kinda dropped down a bit, your flames/shadows going down. Auditor looks over your state and sighs.

They set you down on the ground and kneel down towards you. "I know that you know we don't get a lot of time together, right?" Auditor questioned. You nodded and looked away a bit in slight shame. "Listen, I'll make a deal, (Name)." This got your attention, making you look back up at them. "Sometime, this week, I'll take a day off and hang out with you. Spend some time together." Auditor swore.

You looked up at them for a bit with sparkles in your eyes(?), before lifting your left hand up and bringing your pinky out. Auditor chuckled a bit from this and brought their left hand out, wrapping their pinky around yours.

Well damn. That was really sweet. I hope you like this, anon!

-Jester

[mikalame]

Heyy!So im really enjoying your writing a lot!! And idk if your requests are open but if they are, id like to request smt.!

(So this is taking part in 2007/8)

Can you maybe do Tom x fem!reader who is an artist?

So like reader and the Band where childhood friends but reader and Tom liked each other but where scared to tell cuz of different stuff? And because of that reader has been secretly drawing Tom in her sketchbook??

So like, one night (idk she was with them on Tour) in the Bus, reader couldnt sleep and decided to finish one of her sketches of Tom on the little couch. Tom was watching a little from behind and then idk she notices him and they talk abt something(i cant think of what). Then reader shows him her drawings of him and he was very fascinated by her talent. Then reader had the courage to finally tell Tom that she draws him cuz she likes him more than friends and he confesses too??

AND AH maybe like at the end a little sweet kiss??

THAT WOULD BE AMAZING😭💕

-Ann🤍

(English isnt my first language so sorry for any mistakes love!!🫶🏻😔)

My Artist

sorry if this is kinda crappy i made one and it deleted Hope you like Ann 😭

taglist: @saumspam @violentnewmarley @adissonsss @oppopotamus

Bill, georg and gustav were all away doing there on thing on the bus, being alone and bored you decide to finish off one of the drawings of tom you had started on a couple days ago.

You put on your headphones playing a playlist you liked to listen to when you were drawing, unbeknown to you the person who you were drawing had walked behind you and was now watching as you bopped your head and drew.

You being to feel a bit uneasy so you decide to look behind you and see a tall man looming over you, at first you get shit scared and jump away a bit but after realising that it was tom you sigh a bit in relief before looking down in your lap and seeing the drawing of him on display.

You take out your head phone while quickly snapping your book closed, hoping he didnt see to much, but the sly smirk on his face tells you other wise.

"Wow ___ your goood" he says cockly moving to sit next to you. You roll your eyes and try to change topic.

"Wheres the others?" you question "Bills out getting food- obviously, georgs outside talking to his girlfiend and i think gus is sleeping" he says rubbing his chin trying to think "oh yeah" you say before putting one of your headphones in leaving one open to listen if tom was gonna say something else.

"What you listening to?" he questions holding his hand out for one of your headphones to listen with you "Oh just ___ ____" placing the other headphone in his palm. "nice" he mutters putting in the other headphone jamming out with you.

After a while you gathered enough courage to show him the drawings of him in your book the finished ones and the one you were previously working on.

"Hey um tom did you want to see the drawing i did of you" you say a blush tinted on your face immanently regretting what you had just done.

"Yeah sure, was hoping you would say something" he chuckles taking the headphone out giving it back to you moving his body to face you. You reach next to you flipping to the pages of the tom ones.

"Yeah this is the one im working on, its still in its ugly phase" you giggle trying to make the air feel less heavy.

"wow ___ you did this, its amazing and not just cause its me like look at this apple i could like eat it! " tom mutters out fascinated by the level of detail you put into the drawing you did of him and the other random objects he sees scattered throughout the sketch book.

"Yeah um i- oh god im doing this- i kinda draw you cause i- like you" She says quickly puts her face into her hands, feeling her heart pump loudly, her thoughts running wild.

"I like you to ___" Tom say calmly amused that the girl was blushing so hard. Hearing that ___ snaps her head towards tom "really, you like me" she sighs out "yeah, i like you, ___ more than friends" he says feeling his heart beat fast aswell.

They both lean in cautiously before pressing their lips togther softly before pressing in deeper. ___ heart beating faster than ever letting her eyelashes flutter closed, trying to enjoy this moment.

"Hey yeah babe ill call you back soon mmk yeah love yo-" Georg says stopping mid sentence when seeing Tom and ___ kissing on the couch.

The pair look back quickly to see a shocked Georg standing in the entrance of the bus "I owe bill so much money" he mutters before walking back outside.

The two break out in a fit of laughter and the situation they got themselves into.

[sun-stricken]

Man I am so happy I found your blog. Like it’s so refreshing to see a gray blog about, well, GRAY. Anyways id love to hear some more of your headcanons about gray, maybe ones on his demon slayer traits as well. If that’s ok with of course😅.

if u like my blog u should see my notes app, its almost embarrassing how full of him it is

i struggled with this ngl, single character (even when its ur fav) hc list r weirdly difficult for me

BUT I DID IT SO ENJOY!

Grays has a scarily good memory, he can see something once and be able to recall it in almost perfect detail even years later

amazing for molding, horrible for embarrassing or traumatic memories though

If someone needs something done, they go to him

He has a lot of people that owe him favors on standby, and no he will not say how those favor came to exist

he has a patch of natural white hair in his bangs, he got it from his mothers side

He has a brown cat named Catnip

shes his pride and joy

he has boxes full of letters, notes, and cards people have given him since joining Fairy Tail.

He’s really good at talking himself out of situations, as someone else said, hes a bit of a diplomat

if theres a fight or job that requires no magic hes one of the best for it

Some call it gaslighting, i call it being a lawyer in another life

Grays like, terrifyingly smart, he knows what to say, when to say it, and how

if other guilds/maybe the council did scouting, hes at the top of the list

nobody wants him as an enemy

ESPECIALLY after he got his devil slayer magic

speaking of

devil slayers are the embodiment of cute aggression

he gets the random urge to bite people

theres an 80% chance that he’ll try to head-bunt people now

if he gets too happy he’ll try to throw smth

he has ‘fangs’, really sharp canines and he probably has a self-induced tongue piercing from how many times he bit his tongue from them

the tips of his fingers are black, whether thats a demon slayer trait, or a product of having two ice magics, which makes him work in prime frostbite temperatures, is unknown, they just are

Gray collects siblings the way Natsu collects father figures

He also has a larger male following than Erza, but its okay bc she has a higher female following than him :)

he wears eyeliner. i just. i need to say it.

i want to add smth thats in every fairy tail au i make but never explicitly stated

hes deaf, he was born hoh but its gotten worse over the years, especially after Deloria

he has lacrima hearing aids and will turn them off if someone is being particularly annoying and he just isnt in the mood

he stress cooks and has gotten pretty good at it

he has a recipe book full of Isvan style foods and those are his favorite to make

He realized hes lived in Magnolia longer than he ever lived in Isvan and it tore him apart

When he writes things down, its a mix of Fioren and Islavic/Isvani writing

when he gets tired or really stressed he speaks his native language without realizing

hes a secret theater kid

hes the type to hear a song and lie on the floor for a couple hours

he tries to say he doesnt, but my god does he live off drama

he flirts when hes nervous bc its a very fun image to me

a weird amount of ppl hes dated/friends with were his enemy/rival in a sense

THATS ALL TY FOR THE ASK SORRY ITS KINDA SHORT AND ALL OVER THE PLACE

[wooahaes]

hii this is maybe a little random but i'm having a bit of a rough night and it got me wondering if you have any favorite comfort fics among the ones you have written (or read, for that matter, i'm just a sucker for your writing)

hi anon im really sorry this is late and i hope your night got a little bit better :( but i'll still throw some recs out!!

very very long, but [under the sun] itself always gives me comfort? something about the world just feels very cozy and i've heard from other people they consider it a comfort fic. i don't think you Have to read the initial parts to understand the individual parts (it gives world-building + reader gets dubbed 'mouse' there as a nickname that pops up throughout individual fics), but i personally think seokmin, jun and joshua have some of the more softer parts personally? jun's does have to deal with reader getting injured, so heads up for that.

i wrote the hyung line [comforting reader when they're upset] earlier this year. its very short and sweet, but it fits what you're looking for.

most recently, i had a maknae line fic [to be together (even when it's hard)] since i was going through a bad bout of depression and wanted the comfort.

there's also a full group drabbles post of comforting them which is kinda in the same vein, but its just a lot of [holding them].

this ones admittedly not very inclusive but on the off chance its what ur dealing with, i wrote a vernon fic while i was dealing with some accidental biphobia from a friend. everythings all good now, but i needed the comfort, so i expanded on a nonranghaes drabble i wrote and made it into [of your choosing].

[taste of love] isnt explicitly a comfort fic but its very comforting imo? its longer, but its a sweet jun fic that focuses on the connection that food can bring to people <3

[to heal together] is a jeonghan fic where its kinda mutual comfort

[to weather together] is another short fic for jun that involves comfort and cuddling and him supporting reader as they cry :0

[call on me] is a dino fic where he comforts fem!reader after her family forgets about the promise they made her

[i need an angel's hand] is a more personal comfort fic where cheol comforts fem!reader while she's dealing w fears of abandonment n so forth. its personal, but its out there for anyone who relates and needs it

for nonranthaes stuff: personal but cheol being there for reader when they decide to drop out of grad school

wonwoo comforting reader who is a victim of sexual assault

joshua holding reader as they cry

married fic of reader comforting cheol over weight gain that he's a little self conscious of

personal but vernon comforting reader who has an abusive parent

vernon fic where readers happy to have a loving relationship after having shitty ones in the past

jihoon listening to reader vent and being there for them

jun comforting reader after he finds them upset

lovey dovey soonyoung being patient and kind

in the same vein as the svt maknae line fic, there's a short 3racha fic [a little less daunting] that's also comfort.

there's a poly minsung fic [reassurance] that deals with reader getting comforted while they're dealing with some stress from work that impacts them in other places in their life.

this has a fem!reader since its from my bday fics this year, but [i'm just lonely, someone reach out and hold me] is a jisung fic where reader gets comforted after other ppl forgot her bday.

i feel like i have way more comfort on nonranghaes so:

platonic chris fic where he holds reader and comforts them

platonic chris fic where reader feels like they're 'behind' on life things

short felix fic where he's ready to comfort reader

lee know comforting reader during an anxiety attack

jisung comforting reader after someone accidentally made a comment that really hurt them at a party

lee know comforting reader while they have a bad headache

unfortunately i dont really have anything for trsr/golcha or mark lee (i havent written anything else for nct yet unfortunately skdfhsf so its just. mark.)

fic recs!!! for stuff from the same author i'll @ them once and do a little ^^ to mean its from the same writer <3

@jinkoh reader drops an egg and vernon comforts them. very cute, can confirm <3

^^ ex-boyfie wonwoo helping reader who is going through panic attack bc mans would come running i just KNOW it. very soft and sweet <3

@hoshologies's woozi fic w reader dealing with mental health problems and jihoon helping/comforting them. very very tender <3

my beloved livvie @husbandhannie's jeonghan fic where reader is in a toxic work environment

my beloved savv @savventeen's cheol drabble about reader feeling safe w cheol

i truly need to read a lot more tbf but all of these come from my recs tag!! most of what i read is pure fluff imo but these are the more comforty ones <3

i hope this helps!! sorry again for getting to this late anon :( <3 my sleep schedule is thrown out of wack bc of thanksgiving unfortunately...

[selfspinninglies]

👁️👁️?

hi aureo that was fast . anyway explanation under the cut woo

its kinda fuzzy in my head since ive only had this idea for two days including today so . but basically theres magic in the world that this takes place in (side tangent that isnt totally important but im gonna talk about how it works now if you dgaf skip to the plot stuff) its mostly not demonized/hated/feared/whatever cause i dont feel like it . anyway basically the energy needed is inside of your blood so whenever you use it it draws it out of you in some way (depends on what its used for) or you can draw it out yourself (bloodletting) and depending on how strong the spell you're doing is a certain amount of blood will be needed which causes !! a lot of problems for magic users . also its not like . a lineage thing anyone can learn how to do it because another part of how it works is making bonds/pacts with spirits that hold power over certain things and the blood is like . the offering also and you can either use incantations of sorts to do spells or just command things that youve borrowed power over also if your family has a pact with a spirit you are automatically in that also

vey end up going into the center of the woods and there's a grave in the clearing so vey go to it and make a blood offering assuming that this is the correct place (<- its not . oops) which ends up pissing off the spirit there because they do not have a pact together so vey are Not supposed to do that . it ends up pissing the spirit off more by admitting that it thought this was the correct place to be for a different spirit who was apparently not even close to here . who knew (everyone except erika) . the spirit ends up laying a curse on nem as its one of those angry and restless ones + got angered further . the spirit explains that somewhere in their body the seed of the plant that fits them best will start growing inside of them at a random place and slowly kill them by taking all of their energy and eventually spread out of them and essentially take over their body . they don't say if there's any way to cure/get rid of and it doesn't really sound like there is . they also say that when ey're at eir deathbed ey'll drag eir body back to this very spot and become part of the forest in the same way the spirit is . (sorry i keep saying "the spirit" i know it sounds kinda weird but i havent named them yet) (also ihave sooosososo many thoughts about how this would work so . maybe another time but if you wanna hear me go insane ask)

(other side tangent) also the way that the spirits work is that if you're connected to something deeply throughout life and your death is also connected to that thing (ex you have a connection to oceans/lakes/rivers your entire life and then you drown and die) you become bound to it spiritually and it becomes literally a part of you which means you have command over it kinda (does any of this make sense . idk) but it sucks a lot because the thing draws out your energy after death to fuel your ability cause like i said earlier spells require energy n shit but you also gain the ability to share your ability with others which relieves it a little since the burden isnt all on you BUT some spirits are angrier and curse anyone who steps foot near the area where they died . also their abilities and people who have deals with them's powers are amplified in the death area

ANYWAY actual plot time . the protagonists name is erika/erik (goes by both) (any pronouns but mostly uses neos) and ney're part of a family that has a pact (<- i think im going with that as for what ill call these) with some sort of plant spirit ney aren't sure which one though ney didnt pay much attention to the explanation of it all . it doesnt care too much about its lineage its more interested in biology and anatomy related things (<- woaww title reference) and also salamanders . its not story important but ve really likes salamanders . anyway x2 nix is somewhere in nixs early 20s and lives alone in an apartment planning on going to college soon but is putting it off . probably works a shitty 9-5 that it hates idk . very tired guything . theyre kinda bored and start thinking about their abilities and general ineptitude with it and decide that they'll go to the forest that their pact spirit dwells in to feel more connected to it or whatever . ey didn't really plan things through a lot . It makes a small bag with some supplies in it just in case and goes to the place that it thinks is the correct one but ends up being wrong and ends up in a very large forest . paragraph break because this one's getting long

obviously it freaks the fuck out about this and ends up running veryvery far away from the clearing and ends up collapsing somewhere because its really fucking tired . in the morning to nix's surprise nothing happened to nix in that time . anyway first thing he does is take out a diagram of the human body that was in one of the notebooks that he took with him and starts drawing out what the curse might look like on the inside . (which is also kinda where the name of the story comes from)

hey remember how i said energy needed for spells lay inside someone's blood . and how the plants will sap off of the person's energy and therefore blood . and how erik's family has a pact with a plant spirt . hey do you think that might be just a little important -

so anyway she tries to find her way back but fails miserably because the one thing she happened to forget was a map of any kind so now she's stuck in a forest with a deadly curse and no idea how to fix herself. they frantically walk through the forest and end up finding a village filled with totally normal people yayyy . anyway when they get there they say that they got lost in the woods and need a place to stay until they figure stuff out . oddly enough someone agrees to house them for a bit . The people of the town are incessant with questions, particularly about if they've encountered the spirit . on impulse he lies saying that he didnt which totally wont bite him in the ass later i mean who said that . anyway thats basically the plot theres more but this is already long as fuck and i dont feel like typing anymore idk how much of this makes sense but whateverrr im sleepy n sickly (<- has a cold) so . yeah hope you like it :]]

[bisaster-energy]

you can tell me about your idea!!!

thank you so much 😭 it's kinda long sorry

SO i was listening to a song my sister like (Valerie, Amy Winehouse) and there's this line about ginger hair and it was just so specific ig it stuck with me? so im thinking man who do i know with red hair...DUH KUWABARA!!!

nearly every song i listen to gets assigned a character or ship or relationship of some sort idk why but yeah once i fixated on the hair i was able to expand on the rest of the song and a sort of idea settled in the back of my head about kuwameshi

we all know kuwabara is always the one getting left behind but what if while he's off doing his thing yusuke also feels that sense of loss? an absence even though it was his decision to up and leave. it makes no sense cos hey! you felt the need to go back to the demon realm bro but he cannot help how he feels left behind in some illogical sense. i made some notes 😤😤

centers round the time where yusuke goes back to makai after the whole sensui debacle and kuwabara is getting his education studying in prep for college (hell yeah boy !!) not sure if the timelines even match up like that but i literally dont care

i'm working under the canon divergence that keiko really did decide she's not gonna wait for urameshi like that but ofc she's still his bestie and he loves her sooooo much <3

so he's going back. he's a demon now so he feels drawn to the culture. it's a side of himself he's never known after feeling so othered ofc he's interested right?

i mean sure he grew up with other humans but almost everyone hated him/was scared of him ironically he was called a demon or monster or wtv

reactions like that are why he almost decided not to come back to life in the first place!! it wasn't a welcoming atmosphere and even his home didn't feel great cos his mom isn't exactly the mothering type

im all for deadbeat moms but the neglect will fuck a kid up. demon heritage or not

and he loves her and all but it's just all fucked up at home so he ended up wandering around a lot being mad about his shitty life and he likes fighting so that's what he did!

and obviously in makai this behavior isnt like. crazy or uncalled for

but yeah the only connections he's got to ningenkai is his mom, keiko (her parents by extension) and of course kuwabara; the only friends he managed to not scare off

anyway. you get it. so yusuke is back in makai and without his permission his mind keeps wandering to kuwabara who he hasn't seen in let's say. a year and some change? i'll decide later but A While

and like. last time he was in the demon world kuwa was WITH him yknow? like yeah the world was ending but it feels weird without him even if he is having a blast fighting with his new demon buddies and acquaintances

so he's a little distracted when he literally came here to fight he cant even focus on it

"how is college prep treating him? are the teachers there just as bad as middle school? did he make new human friends? a girlfriend?" basically he's spiraling over changes he might be missing out on this very moment

there's a bunch of talk in the song where the singer wonders if valerie dyed her hair if she's busy if she ever paid that fine if she sold her house if she got a man so that's where i got it lol

yusuke doesn't have to worry about kurama and hiei cos hey they're from here and have lived way longer and they actually do visit but who knows what typa shit could be happening to kuwa right now

ofc he can take care of himself he's really strong but yusuke can't help but remember that time he let kuwabara go when he shouldn't have and he almost died because he wasn't there and yeah. he's worried. sue him

so it's half worry half wistfulness and maybe some other secret third thing and when hiei and maybe kurama (depending on how the idea forms as i write) come to visit or maybe they're also participating wtv

he cant help but think well kuwabara could be here with us if he really WANTED to :/ he's got the jigen to down pat by now so...why hasn't he...

and those old but ever remaining insecurities resurface about how people don't wanna be around him they think he's a nuisance at best no good waste of time a trouble maker. keiko already dumped my sorry ass so who knows maybe kuwabara just...wisened up

hiei and kurama are like this bitch is back on his bullshit (affectionate)

they manage to weedle his worries out of him hiei ofc trying to act like he doesnt really care (he cares a lot) "you must not have much faith in kuwabara if you think he'd abandon you just from some time apart. and i thought HE was the oaf between the two of you"

kurama with his fox self is like "well yes hiei is right of course kazuma is too loyal to do something like that. but he is human...the only human of us now."

yusuke is like wth is that supposed to mean on the defensive even tho kurama is their friend and hasn't even said anything untrue and hiei narrows his eyes a bit maybe but is still acting like this doesn't really concern him

"i just mean that...from what i've learned about humans over the time i've spent with them...time feels different. we demons live such long lives that when faced with the human lifespan well...it can be laughable to some. that's why demons can be so callous about their lives."

yusuke just wants him to get to the point ofc "what i'm saying is we don't need a lot of contact with each other to keep relationships fresh and healthy but, kuwabara might be a little different. 3 years will do nothing to your bond but...i do worry about longer periods..."

and he seems to just trail off and it just gets quiet and a little sad and hiei isn't looking at them anymore

kurama starts again pretty cheerfully tho "well, don't worry! i'm planning on staying in the human world for quite some time once i'm done with this visit! i do have the company to take care of so i'll make sure to see kazuma all the time! i'll even send him a message from you if you want to say anything :)"

kurama has deliberately been using kuwa's first name knowing damn well urameshi doesn't even use it because this dude is not JUST a sweetie he's a fucking master manipulator. gaslight gatekeep bbg

yusuke is like okay yeah no new plan i'll just go see him now. no need for a middle man thanks anyway and then he's just gone. left the tournament early. like bruh that's what you came here for 😐

so yeah he's breaking into kuwa's house next thing you know and ofc he goes through the window not the door like a normal person and he just kinda stops short because he hasn't seen his friend in what feels like forever even though it's only been like a year or so but he just looks so different

and yeah a big part might be the hair he's never seen without that popadour, long soft copper coils, and he's somehow even bigger than when yusuke left him jesus when did he get so swole? when did he have time in between all those brainiac classes

yusuke knows he's bound to look a lil different too ofc i mean they weren't kids anymore really but like. when they hell did you go and grow up?

"next time i come back is this even gonna be your house anymore? will you still wanna hang out with dropout delinquent demon urameshi?" he gets so insecure in so little time

anyway kuwabara didn't sense him at first cos yusuke isn't a threat and he never really thought he'd be coming especially not yet but when he does notice

kuwabara just gets the biggest goofiest grin he's like urameshi you dog when the hell did you get back in town you're early!!

and yusuke is significantly eased by this reaction but now he feels stupid cos he up a left everything just to what? bother kuwabara while he studies to achieve his dreams? yusuke has got no human world aspirations like keiko had. like kurama has. like kuwabara.

and ofc kuwabara looks glad to see him but he wasn't desperate enough to just show up like yusuke had just done and he feels like a pathetic loser so he pouts

he's like yeah hey man just uh. checking in. and i should probably check out hah you seem busy with your books so im gonna scram and he tries to retreat through the window

and ofc kuwa is NOT letting him get away

and there's that desperation yusuke had selfishly wanted to see. kuwabara had just grabbed him without thinking even though he'd promised himself when urameshi left he wasn't gonna just sit around waiting for his life to start when he came back

he remembers when yusuke took him into that headlock and he wanted to succeed like he said he would that day

but still he's just thinking about urameshi all the time and it's awful. he always said he was gonna beat him some day but he just wanted to be near him. but all he sees is his back, even right now

part ii cos it's too many words!

[sillylittlelemon]

HELLO!! ok sorry I’m not sure if ur still doing match ups so u can just ignore this if u want but could I get a saiki k and a hazbin hotel matchup <33

- I’m a certified yapper and I will ramble on about my interests for hours

- Im a big people pleaser and I try my best to make everyone around me feel comfortable and appreciated

- I tend to tolerate toxic behaviour just to avoid abandonment

- Im a romcom enthusiast and a bit of a film buff

- I like loads of music and singers but lately I’ve been loving my bloody valentine , salvia palth , alex g and Tyler the creator.

- My love languages are probably acts of service and physical touch.

- My humour is kinda all over the place and Im a sucker for dad jokes and well thought out dirty jokes

- I’m a hopeless romantic and I would probably fall head over heels for anyone who shows the slightest amount of interest in me

Okay- i wasnt sure about your sexuality (or gender) so ill do short headcannons for two characters i think youd fit with (seperatly not poly)

Sorry to my other requests im working as i go- right now tumblr is a passion project so ive gotta feel like- i dunno 'the spark' to actually get it done, but i promiseim trying

ALSO just a warning to anyone who reads/requests saiki k stuff, its been a bit sincei watched the show and also i donthave anywhere ican watch it currently so characters areprobably atleast a little ooc

This chick-

(I make a vauge reference to a little spice in her part but nothing explicit or bad)

And this guy-

YES. I know they have totally different vibes but hear me out.

He gives such 'im a big tough guy, but please love me in secret and call me your favorite boy'

she gives such 'im a brat but im your brat and actually i just want love and attention because i look like i would have major mommy issues'

And i dunno it just works

He would def be a cuddle bug once the walls are down and yall have bonded more and your in private(read: MUST be in private bc bb boy is defensive and dont f with pda), i feel like hes the type to hold you on his chest and rub your back (yall are laying on his/your couch or bed) and when he thinks your asleep he starts murmuring under his breath about how he's so glad you got past his walls- about how it means so much to him that you put up with his bs. This def lead to you pretending to be asleep more often so you can hear in words how he really feels, because lets be honest, words dont always equal feelings, and sometimes (i.e most times) he doesnt say it how he means it.

Now HER on the other hand-

All. Over. You.

Like..

Lowkey her?

Shes just so happy to HAVE you, right? Like- soulmates or not, youre hers. She adores you. Worships the ground you walk on, praises you breathless in more ways than one. Shes so confident- like... even if she isnt ACTUALLY, she portrays it so well, and she Hypes. You. Up. 24/7, 365. No matter if youre short, tall, heavy, skinny, freckled, dark, pale, or anywhere in between. She is making sure everyone knows youre her girl (or boy or whatever but based on your sentence structure im guessing female?) [NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSE I SWEAR I JUST IMAGINED YOU BEING FEMALE?] -oh god im gunna get cancelled-

N-E-Ways

Same here but itll be just generally better bc im more caught up with this fandom lol

He is this

But he wants to be this so bad

Sir precious for my darling precious

And

His love lmao

Sir Precious is 100% angel material (take that sera you bitch 🤟😝) He's just.... precious. Lmao. We've seen how flustered he gets with Cherry and imagine that but like- in an ACTUAL relationship with pda and shit. Like- stuttering, panicking, but also completely soothed by the hand currently resting in his? So many conflicting emotions, y'knowwww... he might need a kiss to get his head straight? Or maybe two? Hmmm, no that didnt work- lets try three, third times a charm right? *cue pentious sly+nervous smile* Would 100% bury his face in your tits/chest (under much encouragement and reassurance even more now that his minions spill the tea that hes been talking in his sleep about this very moment)

-can we talk about the smooth bass in the finale?-

-poor husk, man was singing and smiling like his soul was free-

Why do i feel like this is right up her alley?

Onto Miss Bomb,

She's a lot more brash in her affections. Not afraid to tug you down to her level and suck your soul out through your lips. Def had an emo phase when she was alive (if shes not still in it) She just.. loves you. Like her and angel you guys bicker, but i feel like while youre bickering she has her chin resting on your chest/tits, staring up at you with the slyest smirk and biggest heart eyes known to demon AND man kind.