#wanted to cheer my boy up a bit 👉👈

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small drabble of corruption with denji?👉👈

(all characters are above 18 in this drabble)

denji felt like the happiest man in the world right now. in this moment, he was finally getting laid! by none other than his darling boyfriend (and your huge dick), you. before he meet you, denji was a bit disappointed that not a single women took an interest in him. and every year showed that the chances of his v card being taken by a hot babe with huge tits, especially if that hot babe was makima (since she was dead), were extremely low.

but then denji met you, one of the most kindest hot people he’s ever seen. he first met you when he visited a coffee shop that had just opened, and you were working there. you noticed denji was having a bad day, and gave him a free chocolate chip cookie to cheer him up. ever since that day, you both became close friends until he grew to have feelings for you. and he was ecstatic when he found out you felt the same, so it was only natural that you became a couple.

which leads to right now, you fingering his ass while he held onto your shoulders for support. you whisper gentle praises into his ear, saying that “he was doing a good job taking your fingers” and “he was a good boy, your good boy.” you wanted denji’s first time as pleasurable as possible, so you took your time prepping his hole for your cock.

denji grids against your fingers when they continue to play with his walls, he let out a surprised moan when they struck his prostate and denji’s cock spilled cum all over his stomach. “aww, you came just from my fingers? that’s adorable, my denji.” he whimpered at your teasing. he loved it when you call him yours, just like you were only his.

“are you okay to go again, or do you want to stop—?”

“don’t stop, please. i want your cock, pleasepleaseplease-” you interrupted denji’s begging with a soft kiss on his lips, “your wish is my command, baby.” you sighed when your dick was released from it’s tight confinements, you stroke it with the leftover lube on your hand and guide it into denji’s hole.

“whenever you want to stop, just say your safe word,” you try to explain to denji, he nods with his eyes closed, “fuuck, this is a hundred times better than fingers,” denji stares at you with lovesick eyes and a drooling dumb smile.

“fuck me ‘till i can’t walk.”

[queenie-avenue]

Ok hear me out👉👈

Katie finding out (in this case she got friendzoned LOL) that Reader is in a relationship with someone else?? How do u think she takes it??

I've been such a lurker for quite some time and i love ur content sm 🥺🥺🥺🥺 *sending kisses*

Rejection is never the End.

💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS

—> she won't ever give up on you.

⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader has a girlfriend, no cheating, manipulation, possessiveness, obsession, typical yandere behaviour, gaslighting, reader gets drunk and katie takes advantage of her

notes: thank you so much for the ask, I'm so sorry it's taken so long for me to get to this!! no proof-reading, we die.

🦋⤻ archives.

If you have a significant other, Katie will no doubt be furious, especially if you reveal it to her just when she decided to confess to you, of all things. She will be pissed off, but will just smile at you and pretend that everything is a-okay. You wouldn't even suspect a thing.

Sure, at first it'd be awkward with you and her drifting just a bit — which causes her to almost have a meltdown and abandon her cheer captain duties for a while — but eventually after a month of two, you both would go back to normal.

The difference would be that now she had access to your relationship status.

And boy, would she make use of it.

Out of consideration for her feelings, you'd of course not talk much about your significant other but Katie, Katie wanted to know.

It started small, she liked to visit your dorm normally so it was a usual day of her coming to see you after cheer practice in her short shorts and pink t-shirts.

“Oh, those flowers are so cute, did your girlfriend get them for you?” Katie asked, lounging on your desk as she stroked the petals of the bouquet filled with your favourite flowers. “They are so pretty!” She squealed, grinning at you as you sat on your bed.

“Yeah, my girlfriend came over just the other day. It was fun.” You smiled back, wanting to keep details of your beau brief out of respect and love for Katie.

“Does she get you flowers often?” Katie inquired, eyes fixated on the flowers, back turned to you now.

“Not really. It was just a special occasion yesterday, our one year anniversary.” You exclaimed, clearly giddy about the fact you had been together with your girlfriend for a year.

“Fun.” She replied, tutting her plump lips. “So, why didn't I know about her? I mean, you showed me pictures once but you don't really tall about her that much.” Katie commented as she leaned towards you.

“We don't talk about our relationship much…” You mumbled. “I mean- she's like secretive about it. So not a lot of people know.” You shrugged your shoulders awkwardly. Oh, [y/n], you really were such a horrible liar. Katie could tell in an instant that the idea of you relationship being kept secret made you antsy, uncomfortable. If it were *her* that was your girlfriend, she'd be parading you around proudly. Why couldn't you see that?

“Huh.” She huffed, eyeing you up and down.

That was how it started.

She made use of your insecurities about your relationship with your girlfriend and weaponised them against you. Slowly, you grew more worried about whether the reason your girlfriend didn't want to reveal your relationship was because she wasn't proud to be with you, or she wasn't committed to being with you or worst, that she was being unfaithful towards you. Katie didn't help matters, subtly showing you those stupid YouTube shorts with reddit stories that talked about how people who didn't make their relationships known typically cheated on their partners.

You slowly spiralled into madness, growing resentful of your girlfriend and more appreciative of Katie. Eventually, you would break it off with your girlfriend when things became too hard for the both of you.

You kept starting arguments with your girlfriend over why she wanted to keep the relationship a secret, you became too needy for her validation and she was annoyed with you constantly picking fights with her and also your budding relationship with Katie who seemed to find a way to antagonise your girlfriend every single time. Katie egged you on, overanalysing each word your girlfriend said or texted to you and reporting what she thought back to you. Most of which just made you view your girlfriend in a horrible light.

Eventually, you broke up with your girlfriend.

Just like Katie wanted.

She would soon swoop in to comfort you, tell you that it wasn't your fault that the relationship didn't work. Your girlfriend was the red flag, you didn't do anything wrong!

“Come on, pom-pom. Cheer up, you'll find someone much better than her. You were too good for her ass anyway.” Smiled Katie as she dragged you for a night of partying at a fraternity.

You got wasted, of course; attempting to drown out the sorrow of your freshly opened wounds.

Katie's hand snaked around your waist as you danced to the beat of the music, the loud thumps banging loudly in your ear as you drunkenly relied on the cheerleader for support. Before you knew it, the dancing morphed into Katie pulling you into the bathroom, your legs wrapped around her waist as she leaned closer into you, both sat on the counter of the toilet. The vague sounds of people banging the door outside as you both gazed into each others’ eyes. “You feeling better?” She asked, dark eyes looking into yours intensely.

“I… I still miss her.” You slurred, slumping your body into Katie's neck, letting out a dry sob. The cheerleader hummed as she placed a hand on your waist, another under your chin.

“You don't need to think about her anymore, okay? I'm here for you.” She pressed a chaste kiss to your lips.

Katie knew that you loved her, everyone did. It's just that your girlfriend was in the way. Now that she's not, you can be devoted to loving her, and only her.

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Speak | Chapter 6

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Story Description: Bella Swan was a disaster when Edward had left. Deciding she needed a little help, Charlie Swan receives with open arms his younger daughter (Y/N) Swan. She helps Bella during her depression and becomes inseparable from her long-lost friend Jacob. What she didn’t expect was falling for a hotheaded short-tempered silver wolf.

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Chapter 6

It was hard for (Y/N) to focus on the moment for the rest of the night. Her mind kept replaying those few minutes of kindness Paul, a complete stranger, had given her. She couldn’t fathom how someone she had seen only from afar, someone she only knew by name, had somehow seen into her heart better than the boy who had known her most of her life. It was unexpected, thrilling, and just a tad bit terrifying.

She didn’t understand why she felt a strong pull toward him. There she was, in the arms of the person she had pined over from the moment she knew what attraction was, and her mind kept straying to the guy that had gotten her the dream catcher that was hidden in the cruiser like a dirty secret.

The piece felt nothing as such. It was thoughtful and beautiful, and the way it made her chest flutter signified a deeper meaning she could not dig out. There was no reason for her heart to react that way to him. She shouldn’t have wanted to feel his warm skin wrapped around her again, shouldn’t have wanted to inhale his scent or feel his arms against her, not even to see his bright smile once more.

Yet, that’s all she could think of as she helped clean up the night’s festivities. The way he called her name, the way his eyes lit up as she thanked him, the picturesque way his tan skin looked against the snow. And his smile. She could not get the image of his smile out of her head.

“Wait, (Y/N),” Jake called out to the girl as she followed their fathers out the door. His voice broke her out of her trance, a red hue taking over her cheeks. “Could you give this to Bella?”

He handed her a bag, much like the one she was already holding. But this one was beautiful — shiny red with a silver ribbon. It wasn’t crumbled or bent and looked like he’d put a lot of time and care into it. And it was just the bag.

“Is this another candle?” (Y/N) joked, trying her best to hide her disappointment.

“Uh, something like that,” he replied. “It’s just something I’ve had laying around and thought it might cheer Bella up. So, can you please get it to her?”

“Sure, of course. What is it anyway?”

“It’s nothing really,” he chuckled. “Looks like your dad’s ready to go.”

He pointed at Charlie who was glaring at them from the cruiser. His brows were furrowed and his mouth was downturned in an annoyed scowl. The man motioned at his daughter to hurry, his patience growing thin as his eyes followed the hand of the boy on the low of her back. Jake instantly retrieved his arm, flinching as if he’d burned himself with the touch.

“I should…”

“Yeah, you should go.” He bent down to give her a kiss, but she turned her head, his lips pressing onto her cheek. “I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Yeah,” she smiled forcefully. “See you.”

(Y/N) was quiet on the ride home. Bella’s gift bag was guarded in her hands, her fingers playing with the delicate ribbon. It took everything in her not to peek into the bag, to see just how much Jake loved Bella over her.

“You okay, kiddo?” Charlie broke the silence as they pulled into the driveway. “You’ve been awfully quiet.”

“Just tired,” she smiled reassuringly. “I might love Christmas but it’s an unbelievably draining holiday.”

“Well, why don’t you head up to bed and I’ll put away the food?”

“You sure?”

“I can manage a few leftovers, (Y/N),” he chuckled. “Now, go on.”

“Well, good night, dad. And merry Christmas.”

“You too, kiddo.”

The girl hurried into the house, snow melting onto her clothes as she sped in. She held three things in her hands – Jake’s two gift bags and the box that stored the dreamcatcher. She had inconspicuously dug it from under her chair without drawing any attention to it from Charlie. She did not have the energy to explain where it had come from.

When she made it up the stairs, before going into her room, she stopped by Bella’s. The gift in her hand burned a hole in her heart that she quickly tried to smother by justifying why her sister’s gift could be better. Her older sister had been here for a long time now, it was more than likely that he’d bought her gift some time ago.

“Hey, the sweater looks good on you,” (Y/N) called out to her sister. The girl had changed from her black zip-up hoodie to the light grey sweater she had gotten that morning from (Y/N). “Do you like it?”

“Yeah,” Bella sighed. “Did you have fun tonight?”

“Uh, yes. But we missed you there.” After she was met with silence, (Y/N) continued. “And, uh, Jake got this for you. He asked me to bring it.”

“Thanks,” was all Bella mumbled before grabbing the red bag.

After another silent moment, (Y/N) took this as a sign that her sister wanted her to leave. A sign she very much obliged to. She didn’t want to know what her boyfriend had gotten her sister that could be lighter than a candle but still warranted a bag. She would continue to be in denial that Jake would always have stronger feelings for Bella.

At the end of the day, she was his girlfriend, she told herself. No matter how long Jacob had pined for Bella, no matter how in love with her she knew he was, he was her boyfriend. (Y/N) was the one that got to kiss him, the one that got to hold him, the one that would be told those three words she already felt for him.

He had chosen her, and that was enough.

At least, it should have been enough.

But as she carefully unpacked the dreamcatcher Paul had gifted her and hung it above the bed, she wondered just how much Jake truly cared for her and how much she cared for him. She had been in love with him since she understood what it was to like someone. He’s always made her stomach flutter and her heart feel warm. And she had finally gotten everything she wanted with him.

Yet, she could not help the warmth that took over her when she thought of Paul, the boy she only knew by name and a short conversation. There had also been that dream. The image she could not shake from her head because it had felt real. Too real.

She had felt the love she had spoken of. After hugging him that night, she knew she had felt the same thing in her slumber. His arms wrapped around her, the warmth of his skin, the sound of his quickened heartbeat. She had felt it all inside her head.

But how could she be thinking of Paul if she loved Jacob? How could any ounce of her brain hold the image of someone she did not know? As she lay in bed, staring at her ceiling, waiting for sleep to overtake her, she thought. Maybe it was a fluke. A glitch in her head that would be corrected the next time she was with Jake. Because that was what she needed Paul to be, a simple accident.

She was laying on the grass in the clearing she knew. The wind was whistling softly, caressing her face gently. The sun warmed her body as it seeped through the trees. She was comfortable, and she felt happy.

Of course, she wasn’t alone.

Centimeters from her face was Paul’s. Their noses were so close she could feel the blow of his breath on her skin. He’d placed a hand on her cheek, his thumb stroking gingerly the length of her cheekbone. It was a touch (Y/N) couldn’t help but lean into, her eyes closing as she enjoyed the moment.

“You’re breathtaking,” Paul whispered as his fingers moved to trace the features of her face. “Absolutely enchanting.”

“You’re just saying that,” she chuckled. Her eyes were still closed as her stomach fluttered at the ghostly touch of his hand.

“It’s true,” he smiled as his thumb traced her bottom lip. “The most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

A deep red hue took over her cheeks, a warmth she tried hiding by lowering her head. Though it was a futile attempt as Paul placed a hand under her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. He smiled at her before placing his lips on hers. It was comforting and kind, and it all felt real.

“You speak like a man in love,” she chuckled, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she smiled brightly. “Is that what you are, Paul Lahote? A man in love?”

“Do you even have to ask?”

“There was a moment you weren’t.”

“Really?” he laughed. “I don’t remember that.”

“Well, it wasn’t too long ago, you know.”

“I don’t know. I’m pretty sure I’ve been in love with you my whole life,” he smiled. “I just needed some time to catch up. Because I love you, (Y/N) Swan. Always have.”

“So do I, Paul. Today, tomorrow, and every day after.”

She was startled awake by the sound of her phone ringing, and for a second she was disappointed. She was enjoying the dream. She loved and she felt loved. She seemed happy and lively. Her dream self looked like everything she aspired to be.

Her heart was beating fast. In part from the phone, but mostly because of the dream she had just woken from. Once more, Paul had sneaked his way into her head.

“Hey, Jake,” she croaked out. “Everything okay?”

“Oh, did I wake you?”

“No, no. It’s fine,” she chuckled. “What’s up?”

“Just wanted to chat,” he responded. “Did you give Bella the gift?”

“Yeah.”

“What’d she say?”

(Y/N) swallowed an annoyed sigh. “Nothing yet,” she responded instead. “She was asleep when we got home, so I just left it on her bedside table with a note.”

“Oh, okay,” he said. “Sorry about the candle, by the way. I really didn’t have any time to get anything good but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

“It’s okay, Jake,” she said as she ran her fingers across the dream catcher. “I do have a question for you, and I don’t want you to take it the wrong way.”

“What is it?”

“What can you tell me about that guy, uh, Paul?”

Jacob kept quiet for a moment, probably wondering where the question could have come from.  “Why?” he answered. “Did something happen?”

“No, everything’s fine. It’s just I was curious about him,” she lied. “Ever since he showed up to confront you, I’ve been wondering who he is.”

“Well, he’s a short-tempered, cocky guy that thinks he’s the center of attention,” Jacob grumbled. “He’s annoying and overbearing. There were rumors that he used to sleep around before he joined Sam’s gang. Paul Lahote is just a truly awful guy.”

“Oh,” she replied. Everything he had said felt nothing like the Paul that had given her the gift she inspected with her hand. He’d seemed thoughtful and caring, kind and compassionate. But those were merely her assumptions. She’d never met him before then. “He sounds like an awful guy.”

“He is, and I’m telling you, stay away from him.” (Y/N) could hear the seriousness in his voice. Yet, everything inside her screamed that it wasn’t true. It couldn’t be. “He’s the type of guy that will use you and break your heart. Seriously, (Y/N), stay away.”

“I will. I promise,” she said, still lying through her teeth. “I just wanted t know who we’re up against if he keeps showing up.”

“Alright,” he chuckled. “So, we’re having a bonfire next week for New Year’s Eve. Wanna come down?”

“Yeah, sounds perfect.”

“Check to see if Bella’s up for it. It’d be good for her to leave the house.”

Of course, she thought. Inviting Bella was always close behind whenever Jake planned anything between them. “Sure,” she said. “I’ll see if she wants to go.”

“Alright, then,” he chuckled. “I’ll see you soon, beautiful. Good night.”

“Night, Jake.”

(Y/N) kept replaying in her head like an unhealthy mantra that Jacob had chosen her. Regardless of his feelings — past feelings — for Bella, he had asked her to be his girlfriend. That was enough for her. It just had to be enough. 

***

”So, you just walked up to Jake’s house  and gave her the gift?” Jared questioned as he nibbled on a chocolate chip muffin. “That’s just weird, dude.”

“I don’t know. It seemed right at the moment,” Paul exasperated. “I just couldn’t keep it at home like a freaking hoarder.”

“So, instead you went to her boyfriend’s house, who you detest, hoping she was there. Then, you gave her a gift. You, a complete stranger. Downright stalker-ish, man.”

“Well, whatever. She liked it, so.”

“You know, it doesn’t sound like your plan to stay away is actually working out,” his friend chuckled. Paul could only respond with a menacing stare. Jared was only speaking the truth. “Seemed like that imprint bond is too hard to shake, huh?”

“You have no idea,” he sighed, slumping onto the sofa. “I just… ugh!”

“Why don’t you just talk to her already? If it makes you this miserable,” Jared groaned. “I honestly am starting to miss your angry outbursts rather than these mopey ones.”

“Not as tired as I am. But that’s the way it’s gonna be.”

Paul couldn’t admit that he felt something for the girl. Not only was she with a guy he despised, but she was the sister of a bloodsucker sympathizer — it wouldn’t shock him if she became one too. Yet, those weren’t the real reasons he wanted to avoid her. He couldn’t bring himself to introduce her to his world.

He’d been forced into the supernatural. Something in his genetics decided he’d be the town’s protectant. And, sure, he liked being stronger, faster, and supernaturally enhanced. But he couldn’t impose that onto anyone else. He couldn’t expose her to this life and make her keep it a secret from everyone around her. It simply wasn’t fair.

So, he’d continue forcing the first two excuses. To protect her and protect himself. He didn’t know her and he would keep it that way. Even if his wolf had other ideas.

He couldn’t stop his head from flashing the image of her. He couldn’t stop feeling her smaller arms around him, the sweet smell of her perfume, the fast beating of her heart, the warm feeling of her skin. And he couldn’t stop hoping it happened again.

“But wouldn’t it feel great to steal her from Jake?” Jared teased. “Scratch that, I know you’d love it. Mind link and everything.”

“Oh, shut up, Jared,” he grumbled, crossing his arms across his chest. “It’s not gonna happen. So, just drop it.”

“Look, man, it won’t kill you to tell her,” his friend continued. “Look at Kim and me. I would have never had her with me had I been scared of this whole thing.”

“Yeah, and look at Leah, Emily, and Sam,” he responded in a hushed voice. “That turned out so well.”

“Technically, it did,” he retorted. “Sam and Emily are happy together. Sure they went through a lot of shit and people got hurt, but they’re happy nonetheless. And I’m sure you want that for yourself.”

 “Look, if it will shut you up, I’ll invite her to the New Year’s Eve bonfire,” he finally relented. “And she’ll probably be freaked out because a complete stranger is asking her out. Oh, and she already had a boyfriend. That’s gonna end so well for me.”

“You never know unless you try, Pauly boy,” Jared joked. “Look, I bet that she’ll say yes. You have a whole week to convince her.”

“What do I get if you lose?”

“I’ll do three of your patrols the week after.”

Paul pretended to think about it, playing into Jared’s gambling personality. But he already knew the outcome. He knew who (Y/N) would be going to the bonfire with, much to his dismay. “Alright,” he grinned. “It’s a bet. What do you want if you win?”

“Same thing. Could use some free time, honestly.”

“Alright then, the loser has to do three patrols for the winner,” he smiled deviously. “It’s a bet.”

And as much as he wanted to relish in his sure win, he was dreading having to actually interact with (Y/N). How could he show up, out of the blue, and try to spend time with her? They didn’t know each other and he’d already done some things that did not paint him in the best light. Worst case scenario, she already thought he was a creep. Regardless, he’d made a bet and he was going to see it through.

***

Jake was confused. Completely and utterly confused.

In the beginning, he was sure of what he was doing. Albeit a bad thing, he did it regardless. He was using (Y/N) as a way to make Bella jealous. To show her just how good of a boyfriend he could be in an effort to sway her heart in his direction. He wanted to help her forget all about Edward and his family.

He didn’t want (Y/N) in the crossfire. He didn’t even know she would be coming to Forks, much less staying indefinitely. But when she showed up at his house, he knew she would be a good piece to play in his game.

Jake had known that the girl had been crushing on him for as long as he’d fallen for Bella. She had not been the most subtle person with her feelings. He also knew of the underlying rivalry the sisters had. It wasn’t hard to notice which of the two was always favored by the parents, as horrible as it may sound. So, he thought if Bella saw how happy he could make her sister, she’d come running into his arms.

Deep down, Jacob knew what he was doing was horrible. He was knowingly going to break his friend’s heart in the hopes that her sister would fall for him. It was awful and calculated, but it was the only way he thought would be fruitful for him.

What he wasn’t expecting was to grow feelings for the girl. Though they were small and paled in comparison to what he felt for Bella, they were there. Especially after he’d caught Paul Lahote staring at her and after he told him to back off. He felt angry and possessive over (Y/N). Feelings he thought were reserved for Bella.

Yet, he couldn’t help the burning ire that overtook him when the guy had shown up at his front door. It had prompted him to ask (Y/N) to be his girlfriend, something he had not planned to do before the encounter. But the mere thought of having something over Lahote was enough to make him act irrationally.

Jacob did care for her, and everything he was doing had started to eat at his thoughts. But the knowledge of what could be waiting on the other side of this whole ordeal was far greater than any regret he felt. (Y/N) would soon enough move on from him, and he could have everything he wanted.

“Jake, my boy,” Billy called out to his son after they finished cleaning that Christmas night. “You and I gotta have a serious talk.”

With evident worry on his face, Jake joined his father in the living room. He sat on the couch across from Billy, wondering just what they needed to speak of. “What’s up, dad?” he asked. “Something wrong?”

“What’re your intentions with (Y/N), son? Last time I checked you were head over heels for her sister.”

“I don’t know, dad. I just like her, I guess,” he scrambled a response. His father had always been observant and wise beyond his years. Almost nothing could get past him. “It’s still very new, so I guess I’m just seeing where it goes.”

“Now, you know how much I care for that girl,” Billy continued. His tone felt almost like a scolding to Jake. “If you’re not sure about your feelings for her, you better let her know. She deserves better than to have you lead her on, kid.”

“I know, dad,” Jake grumbled. “It’s not what I’m doing. We literally have only been together a couple of weeks.”

“As long as you are aware of what you are doing, son. (Y/N) seems strong, but she has a gentle heart. I would hate to see my own child break it.” The cadence of his voice carried a soft tone that felt threatening, seeping into Jake’s bones. His face was stoic, and the boy could tell his father was serious. “That girl is overlooked enough as it is. Charlie is my friend and I care for him, but he’s never noticed how little attention he’s paid (Y/N) over the years. And so has Renée. Now, I won’t have my own son do the same to her. So, you need to decide whether or not your feelings for her are strong enough to get you over Bella. If not, it’s better to let her down gently now than when she falls in love with you. Do you understand me, Jake?”

“Yes, dad,” Jacob sighed. “I promise I’ll get my head in order.”

“Alright then, son.”

Billy turned his attention to the tv, some football highlights lighting the screen, as Jacob left for his room with his head hung low. The boy knew the weight of his father’s words. He understood that everything he was doing will ultimately hurt someone. Someone who didn’t deserve that pain.

Yet, he couldn’t find it in himself to tell the truth. That whatever spark of feelings that had ignited in him for (Y/N) was not strong enough to ever put out the fire that burned in him for her older sister. So, if he had to hurt the younger Swan in order to get Bella, he would. Every single time he would choose Isabella Swan.

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Yandere Boom!Sonic and Boom!Metal Sonic Headcanons

Hoo boy this one was harder than I thought it would be, and my life got a tad busier than I thought it would, but finally I can post this, hope you enjoy! CW: mentions of kidnapping and murder Boom!Sonic

He’s a lot more sarcastic and subtle when it comes to his feelings. It’s mostly like how the main canon version would act when he wants you to see him as the coolest, just that bumped up to 11. This will in turn makes him a bit less affectionate that counterpart. This doesn’t mean he doesn’t show that he cares about you, he always checks up on you after every fight with Eggman, which in this universe is in a daily basis. This helps him have an excuse to hang out with you, even if just for a bit. After all, gotta make sure all of Eggman’s robots have been destroyed, can’t have one roaming around free and hurting (you) people. 

Any funny shenanigans he and his friends might get involved in will end up you getting involved, mostly because Sonic suggested getting your help for whatever they were doing that day (he won’t admit it was his idea tho, he’ll probably say it was Amy or Tails). At first, there’s no harm to this, just impromptu adventures that make your life more interesting. Yet, it doesn’t take too long for these “adventures” to start only involving you two in more isolated areas, where you basically just watch him showing off how cool he is. At a certain point, you’ll just encounter him everywhere, and while logic might tell you that you shouldn’t be surprised since it’s a small village after all, you can’t shake off the feeling that something about all of this is a bit ominous.

He’s probably way better (or worse) at making up excuses on the spot than his mainline counterpart, if main canon Sonic memorized every excuse in the book, then it’s the same book his Boom counterpart wrote. He was in the same shop of a certain thing you know you enjoy but Sonic would never? Well, one of his friends asked him for something from that shop. You’ve been feeling like you’re being followed lately, now worries, Sonic can check real quick and he can’t find anyone. Someone left a gift outside your door? Weird, it has that thing you wanted to get your hand on but you only told Sonic about it, yet he has an air-tight alibi of why it wasn’t him. If only you knew he lies as naturally as he breathes.

Even with how small the village is, it’s inevitable that you’ll have other friends outside of him and his friend group. This version of Sonic is a lot more subtle when it comes to his jealousy. At first he’ll seemingly just try to deny he’s jealous, and failing miserably leading to a bit of teasing from you or his friends. Yet a few days later, after Eggman ran away from yet another failed attempt of defeating Sonic and his friends, cheer quickly turns to terror as a dead body is found. The villagers are quick to panic and to point their fingers to Eggman, yet, you can’t help but feel that there is something else going on. You won’t have much time to think about that and Sonic drags you along yet another adventure.

Kidnapping? Please, why would he need that here? There’s nothing beyond that tiny village you two are in, there’s nowhere else for you to run, so don’t even think about it. Just enjoy the rest of your days as you get involved into whatever Sonic drags you into, and don’t think too deeply about why the person you talked to yesterday suddenly disappeared without a trace. Or why another one has injuries that look as if they were made by quills instead of machine claws. Sonic killing some villagers? As if, besides who would ever believe such an outlandish theory? He’s the hero, so get those petty little ideas out of your head.

Boom!Metal Sonic

With how often Eggman attacks that village, it is somewhat hard to notice how Metal Sonic has been coming alongside him more and more, as it happens gradually. Something that is obvious for you to notice is that you always come across him as you run away from Eggman’s robots. Yet he never attacks you for some reason, opting lo leave shortly after to fight Sonic. You can’t stop thinking about those robotic, emotionless eyes staring deep into your soul, it’s like you can feel them even when you know no one is there. Your friends and family try their best to help you distract yourself from that feeling but you can’t…and maybe you’re not as crazy as you think

While he is fiercely loyal to Eggman, he uses what free time he gets to…observe you, for a lack of a better word. He makes sure to gather as much data as he can about you: your routine, likes, dislikes, and…any potential obstacles you consider “people close to you”. To get him off of you will be quite the task, he’s just as fast as the real Sonic, plus being mechanical and more silent. Figuring out from where he’s watching you would be a pain, but actually managing to make him lose track of you? I wish you all the luck in the world dear, you’re gonna need it. Especially in that tiny village.

If you have the terrible luck of getting caught in middle of the crossfire with no where to run, you’ll get to see him spare at glance at you before going back to fighting. However, you can notice how he becomes more…unhinged, feral even. Even when it comes to Sonic with whom he already has some beef with, fights against the metallic copy becomes harder for the heroes, as Metal goes from hard to deal with to the heroes barely making it out alive. Once Eggman is defeated, Metal Sonic will retreat alongside his creator, but you should probably stay away from Metal Sonic if he’s involved in a fight, unless you want this tiny village to be reduced to a mountain of corpses

Metal Sonic would turn your life into a living nightmare rather quickly. It’s a shame really, you would wake up a day like any other and go out just to live yet another boring day of your life…Yet you can’t feel a sense of dread in the air, and when you get close to opening the door of your house to go out, you can smell something rotting just outside. As you open the door, it bumps into something, and when you decide to take a look of what it is, you find a body lying there, beaten up and slashed to a bloody mess. As the authorities arrive the crimes thankfully cannot be linked back at you, but you’ll soon find everyone avoiding you like the plague.

While the canon version of Metal Sonic would not have taken this long before any kidnapping happened, the Boom version probably would’ve needed to wait for an opportunity to make sure no one was around to see where he would take you. One day you’ll just see how those cold machine eyes look at you as he knocks you out and snatches you somewhere only he knows. As much as the robot might hate to admit it, perhaps he shares more with the meat bag version of himself, wanting your praise and admiration as he brings in a copious amount of various gifts. He worked so hard to get them you know? That item over there was the last one in stock and it was hard to get to it without being spotted, and that guy over there was much harder to kill than he thought it would, but he was still able to bring back the body as a trophy. So please tell him he’s the best, and that he’s the only one you need.

[shootingmorningstar]

Hello! I was wondering if I could maybe perhaps have a match-up? 👉👈 Appearance: Female, (She/Her/They,) very long curly hair! very soft, very bouncy, very thick, like a sheep!, skinny as a stick and physically weak, have a baby face and I hate it so much..don't know if any of this matters or helps but!

Personality: (idk if you like zodiac or if it helps you at all either, but i’m a Gemini Sun, Aquarius Moon, Virgo Rising!)

I’m generally a very quiet and reserved person, especially during first impressions! I’m kind of a shy and anxious lurking shadow who assumes the worst until I get a good enough feel of a person, you know? Then I'm comfortable popping in!

I tend to gravitate towards being "Designated Mom Friend" or "Big Sister Friend?" I love being able to make others feel better about themselves or to help them out. Maybe it’s because of some rough stuff in my past, but I never want anyone to feel similar to the ways I have. If you hurt someone I care about, I am never going like you. But if you hurt me? Eh..it’s not really new? I’m kind of..soft? I cry very easily, be it happy or sad, and it frustrates me! I’m not a soft and squishy person !..okay yes I am but I’m also trying super hard to be the shoulder people can lean on if they need me! Growing a backbone is a work in progress, and sometimes I worry I come off too harsh or mean when I actually use it. A friend once described me like glass; it’s fragile, but a broken piece can still really mess you up, you know? Glass-ness aside, my sense of humor is honestly very dry and sarcastic and you probably wouldn’t expect it out of me! I can get kind of angry over petty things and sort of clingy, but I’ll be fine after some time to let it all pass.

I like playing crocheting and sewing, drawing and writing, and reading tarot cards! I like doing things alone, really, but I love the company of others when they want me to join in. Because it does indeed get lonely being alone sometimes!

I have some really gross depression bouts and lots of anxiety disorders that I do my best to juggle, but, sometimes I just have to shut down for a bit and sleep.

Values: Someone who can make me smile when I’m really having a hard time! I guess that sounds a little silly, but even something small to distract me from my thoughts is huge. Loyalty also? Admittedly I get kind of jealous and clingy when people I like hang around others too much..especially if I don’t like those others. I also really like um..acts of service I guess it is? Little things matter to me most!

NOPES: People who takes themselves too seriously. Disinterest/poking fun at in my hobbies or insecurities. Being completely babied/not letting me try to grow. Making assumptions based on appearance or first impressions alone.

OH- I'm Demi with a male preference? Is this enough to work with? Hopefully so, thanks again!

-🐑

Of course you can, anon .ᐟ Don't worry, this is more than enough. I love the details, it really helps me be able to envision a matchup .ᐟ

Anon, I'm matching you with . . .

Sir Pentious .ᐟ

From what I understand about you, it seems like you really need somebody loyal and willing to make you happy, to cheer you up through the times where you're not feeling your greatest, and who's more loyal than Sir Pentious .ᐣ He's the first sinner soul to ever make it to Heaven, and for good reason .ᐟ He is devoted to his cause and the people around him, and your mom friend like behavior would endear you to him.

Not to mention he already seems to be fond of the sarcastic type .ᐟ I think he would absolutely adore your sense of humor. Snakes are typically solitary creatures, so your more reserved nature would really strike a chord with him. You mentioned your long hair .ᐣ He would love to comb it out for you. He has to be really gentle with his scales so I think he could sort of relate in that scenario. Sew or crochet him his Egg Bois some sweaters and he will be absolutely over the moon. Maybe you could help him fix Alastor's coat to make amends .ᐣ Either way, I think he would be a great match for you .ᐟ

[randoimago]

Hey!👋 I saw the Friends to Lovers themed one shots post and wanted to get in my contribution. Could I get one from FFVII where the reader confesses to Jessie through a song, like the whole group is there as well and they all can associate that the lyrics are talking about her, but Jessie herself, the focus of the song is the last to realize. I just thought this idea would be really cute and fun 👉👈

Melody of the Heart

Fandom: Final Fantasy 7

Character(s): Jessie Rasberry

Type of Request: 3,000 Followers Oneshots

Note(s): This is super fun and cute!! Also sorry about the ending!

Another successful mission for Avalanche! Everyone was gathered in Seventh Heaven and Wedge and Biggs were trying to mess with the jukebox so it could be used for karaoke.

Jessie was of course the one to suggest karaoke. She's only done it a handful of times before Avalanche, but she thinks it'd be great to do as a celebration besides the typical beers and bar food and drunken darts where Barret almost lost his eye and Wedge almost lost his face in return.

"Oh, I'm so excited. Thank god for Cloud finding all of those records all over the place," Jessie said as she sat down next to you at a table, her legs swinging in excitement. She heard Tifa immediately go to ask Cloud how he knew where to find the records and some stumbled response from the merc, but Jessie turned to you instead. "Any specific songs you're going to sing?"

Her tone is one of mischief because of course she's going to make you sing. She doesn't care if you were shy or hated your voice or what, you are going to sing! She already loves hearing your voice regularly, she can't wait to hear you singing even if you totally suck.

"I have some ideas," you reply as you look through the list Cloud made of the records while there was a cheer in the background as Wedge and Biggs finally got the karaoke jukebox working.

"Remember, that thing is going back to normal after tonight. I am not going to have random customers driving away business due to bad singing," Tifa says with a joking tone while Cloud mutters a "what business" resulting in a punch to his arm.

Months ago, Jessie would have lamented about how close Cloud and Tifa are, but months ago she didn't realize how much closer she is with you. But you haven't seemed to pick up on any of it. She flirts and cuddles you constantly and you continue about your day like nothing happened. It's beyond frustrating!

Drinks are poured and passed around as everyone tries to get the others to sing before Wedge goes up and puts on some over-the-top cheesy ballad that Jessie thinks he didn't even try to sing well. There were laughs and teases as Wedge shot them back and passed the makeshift microphone to Biggs in retaliation for the teasing. That just resulted in the stiffest version of some upbeat, bubblegum pop song.

"You sing next, go go!" Jessie says as Biggs sighs in relief with his song being over. She's trying to push you out of your chair, and you stumble a bit, resulting in a halfhearted glare while she giggles and watches you take the mic.

You end up picking a love song. One that Jessie doesn't recognize. She doesn't even focus on the lyrics as she's locked in eye contact with you as you sing. She hears some snickering and whispers, and she immediately glares at the boys for interrupting your song.

"It's a good song," Tifa says softly as she sits next to Jessie, causing a hum. "Upbeat personality with a heart of gold..." Tifa trails off as she repeats the lyric.

"Yeah, I like it," Jessie replies with a grin and Tifa stares at her for a moment. She goes to reply but stops as Cloud walks over and gently holds Tifa's hand.

"Come on, she'll figure it out eventually," he mutters as he drags Tifa away. Jessie pouts at his words, not knowing exactly what she'll figure out as she watches them leave. That's when she notices that Wedge and Biggs had also left someone while Barret was telling Marlene that it's bedtime so he could leave too. She's a bit pissed that everyone left during the celebration. Especially when you're singing so lovely! Well, there's some flat notes and pitchiness, but you're trying!

Jessie just shakes her head as she looks back to you, a bit taken back at the softness in your eyes as you keep singing. Before, she was too busy focused on your eyes, now she's thinking back to what Cloud said and the lyric Tifa repeated. And that's when she starts listening to the lyrics. Or she wanted to, but the song ends and Jessie pouts.

"Aw, it's over already?" She complains but gives you a bright smile as you walk back over. "Everyone else ditched us," she tells you with a roll of her eyes.

"Oh, I hadn't noticed," you say as you glance around as if you really didn't notice the others were gone. That's odd, she would have thought you would. Maybe you were too focused on the song... Or too focused on something else...

"So, I didn't think romantic love songs were your thing," Jessie says as she feels her heart beat a tad faster. "And talk about that eye contact, I think my heart will explode!" Her tone sounds teasing and flirtatious, but she might actually burst at this point.

"Did you like it?" You ask her softly and Jessie hums as she thinks.

"Four out of five stars! It was almost perfect, but something was missing," she says with a grin, and you smile back. Jessie's eyes drift to your hand gently landing on hers and now her heart might actually explode.

"Not even a four and a half?"

"Well..." Jessie trails off as if in thought but stops as you lean in to kiss her. She freezes for a moment as she was not expecting it. But before you can pull back and do the cheesy "I'm sorry, misunderstanding, won't do it again" crap, she kisses you back. After a moment, the two of you pull away and she stares at you. "Wow, I think my heart will burst," she whispers.

"I love you," you tell her, and she blushes even more at that than the contact and the kisses. Like you actually saying it and putting those words out there really put everything into perspective. Jessie can't help a giggle of happiness.

"I really hope I'm not dreaming," she replies and places her hand against your cheek, smiling more as you lean into the touch. "I'll be pissed if I wake up."

"If you do, then I'll make sure to do this all over again."

"I love you too," she says in response. She's quick to kiss you again and hold you close, glad that the others are gone. But she probably would still kiss you if they were there.

Tifa was a bit upset about the jukebox not being fixed the next day and Cloud ended up with a headache as Jessie pestered him for the record you sang for her, a record that will play in your home every day while you're with her and every day while you remember her.

[potatomountain]

it's so fascinating to hear about people's reading habits, especially when they're so different from your own. I've noted everything, but it'll definitely be an interesting experience for both of us because our tastes differ so much, it'll be a fun challenge for me to write and hopefully a fresh perspective for you to read.

(also i will try my best not to make you cry but no guarantees ;)

now that we have that down, lets talk a bit about our characters. what makes ateez stand out to you, both in general and as characters to write about and read in fics? what about your biases pulls you towards them? how do you see them as people and as characters?

(feel free to write at length about them, i thoroughly enjoy watching people talking about the things they love.)

i hope you are doing well.

lots of love, your secret admirer <3

Oh boy I definitely could write at length about them ngl ^^' so I'll do a cut-

While Hongjoong is my ult bias, so is Yeosang just like a like under him in the pecking order? Kim Hongjoong for me is, idk how to accurately describe it. I see his smile and I'm smiling, I get pumped when he raps. He makes me laugh and feel seen. Plus he's fcking gorgeous and not overwhelming so but like dear to my heart pretty. Both he and Yeosang are absolutely adorable babies with the potential to be very dangerous for my ovaries 😭 their stage presence is immaculate like?

Hongjoong's dedication to his work and the way he loves his members are two things that inspire me and help me grow on a daily basis. I just love him so much and I hope I can be like him. Not exactly like him or a lot, but there are qualities he has I want for myself and I hope someday I can have them. He'd be supportive and proud, and I guess I'd enjoy the drama queen he would be about everything. He makes a statement, always, so there wouldn't be any second guessing his intentions.

Yeosang is just prince charming and princess at once. He feels safe and he's gorgeous[im pretty sure i have a thing for pretty boys help :') ]. What made him an ult for me was when I heard about his struggle with becoming an idol, how his parents I guess didn't support it at first so he did it all himself. Late night classes and training hard. Plus we have a shared love for chicken. It's just hard not to love that man. He's patient and both smart as hell and a space cadet. He can be savage but also sweet. Honest. An ideal man :')

I technically bias everyone in Ateez but Yunho would be my third. He's my comfort character. The ideal boyfriend you could say. Big teddy bear/puppy boyfriend who is also so attentive. He'd know if your upset and exactly how to cheer you up. I think he's perfect for best friend to lovers tropes imo. [Also best cuddles 😍]

Mingi was right behind that but Seonghwa has recently booted him cuz I love me a versatile man. Plus his gender neutral style? Corsets and skirts and dresses? Inspiring honestly. Mom Hwa is also healing in a way.

Mingi is just dangerous for my ovaries on stage or when he's working but otherwise I just wanna love him he so cute 🥺👉👈 like big deep, him or quality kinda? Wanna take care of him and get good hugs

Jongho is on that list and last would be woosan. However I feel like I can relate a lot to woosan with the crazy chaotic, love whole heartedly energy they have :') but that's just me. I think all the members would be so loyal and loving to their S/O, would accept them as is and take care of them in their own way- that's part of the reason I love them. They love unconditionally [even if some might be harsher at first]

Now for how they are written? I had a hard time getting into fanfic cuz it bothers me to see characters do things they normally wouldn't so I'd like them to be written similar to how they are. Woosan are always good comic relief :') mingi and yun too. Of course the aus and plot totally affects key personality points so I can see that.

I'm actually curious to see how you write them! I'm both picky and not picky- if it's a good story I'll read it <3 if I happen to cry it's okay ^^ you don't have to put the piece entirely to my tastes pls write what you are comfortable with- that said write for any if the ateez members, I do love them all, I don't mind multiple members, ot8- even if it's just a found family no romance piece :')

A lot of my own works are self indulgent but I get so nervous writing hj or yeo because to me they are just, too perfect I don't wanna mess em up 😭

Again I hope this helps! I tried not to go TOO overboard and hope I stayed on topic enough :) I just woke up so like- it could be all over the place.

[the-force-awakens]

Hiya there sweets!! ♡´･ᴗ･`♡ I was wondering if you were still accepting requests (if not pls ignore this ask <3) 👉👈

❛ let’s go somewhere, just you and me. ❜ with one of the moon boys (idc which/or all) x gn!reader

Thank you! *mwuah*

gender neutral reader (no pronouns), back on my rooftop conversation bullshit, hurt/comfort, went with steven & a smidgen of marc! both reader & the sys is autistic 🤗 reader could be interpreted as going into a shutdown. 1000+ words.

You were doing better than you'd been in months. Really, you were: you woke up every morning willing to get out of bed, eager for that first cup of tea, for the spring to inevitably reach your step when you hit the play button on Spotify for your favorite songs.

And it wasn't as if today was a bad day, even. It was good, albeit rainy. But for some reason, by the time the sun was gone and replaced by the moon - half hidden behind clouds - your mood had withered too. 

It wasn't as clear cut as you were angry or even sad, it was just the sense of unease that came from a lot of change in a short amount of time. It was the disappointment that came with some of those changes and losses, in the way the last year had changed yourself.

That, more than anything, weighed a great deal on you tonight than it had in a while and you weren't sure what prompted it. 

It hadn't seeped far enough that it fractured your outward cheerfulness though. One of your neighbors that you passed on the way into your building commented on how much happier you seemed of late and you'd politely smiled and agreed — because it was true, overall. Just not today. 

It did not, however, fool your neighbor: Steven Grant of flat 502, basically a historian wrapped up as a gift shoptist, and one of your few real friends since your move to London. 

Well, one of your few real friends in general, anymore. 

The second you'd ended up on the same elevator (lift, Steven corrected you gently, then nudged your elbow with his and assured you Marc refused to call it that either), his eyebrows furrowed as he registered that something was wrong. 

Which was how, after dropping your things off at your flat, you wound up on the rooftop with Steven as he spoke rapidly, eyes lit up, "Now you might want to close your eyes for this next bit, I'll let Marc take the reins on this one, I'm not a big fan of heights — oh, the old pigeon isn't going to like this one bit.”

You can't help but notice that he doesn't sound the least bit remorseful about it either.

You end up taking Steven's advice and cling for dear life to Marc, even though his embrace is solid and firm and you know he'd never drop you in a million years. 

London becomes a blur underneath you, the wind howling against your ears, and more than once you hear Marc grunt something close to a soft laugh beneath the mask and you wonder if Khonshu is - as Steven predicted - griping about how they're using his powers for the evening. 

And despite the height and anxiety that something will go horribly wrong and you'll both fall from the sky, you can't help but feel lighter than you have all evening. Like you left everything behind when the two of you took flight. 

When Marc lands, it's a little off kilter because of your differing heights but it isn't painful either (he triple checks), and follows you silently to the edge of the new rooftop. Across the way is St Paul's Cathedral, backlit by the full moon. 

“Steven thought going somewhere, just the two of you, might…help,” Marc offers after a minute of silence. 

You glance over at him. “You're leaving?” 

His expression softens with concern, eyebrows lowering even more than they normally set, over the anxiety you weren't able to hide from your voice. “Just for now. I'll stay when you need a ride home, if you want.”

You nod once and his lips twitch briefly into a near smile, which falls when Steven fronts once more. He blinks a little, taken aback by the way your face has fallen in the last few minutes and steps forward. "What's the matter, love?”

You give a half-hearted shrug and stumble into him, pressing your face into his chest. His arms twine around you, pulling you closer and you feel the inane urge to cry over how safe you feel, how much stability these three men bring to your otherwise unbalanced life. 

And before you know it, you're blubbering out confessions you hadn't even fully processed yourself while Steven holds and soothes you, rubbing gentle circles against your back: about how lonely you sometimes feel, how afraid you are of everything changing so much and especially recently. How you're worried the only reliable things in your life will disappear soon too, leaving you alone. 

“Hey, you're not alone. You've got me and Marc and Jake too. You've got your friends, you've got -” he taps your forehead - "all the worlds you keep stored up in here.”

“But what if I lose all those things?”

"What if you don't?” Steven rejoins gently, swiping away some of the tears that have tracked down your cheeks. “Maybe you'll lose some of those eventually, but all at once? I don't think so.” 

You drop your gaze from his face - so open and earnest and friendly. “Sometimes it's hard to believe that when it gets…noisy.”

“The brain can be a right twit sometimes,” Steven agrees, pressing a featherlight kiss to your forehead that has no business making your stomach flip the way it does. “But that particular voice that keeps on telling you this is more than a little dodgy.”

You can't help but snort a laugh at that, even though you know he's right. "I think that's being too polite.”

"I could compare it to Donna, if you'd like?” Steven offers. When you pick up your head, he's smiling softly down at you like he knows his words lifted the weight that had settled behind your ribcage.

Maybe it shows on your face, in the same way he'd seen what no one else had earlier. "That's better,” you say and you don't just mean about his commentary.

When his smile widens, you think he understands it too.

[imissthembutitwasntadisaster]

hi hello may i request your mcr essential tracks? 👉👈 i am Exploring.

OOHHOOHOO OK I love answering this question whenever anyone asks me this question it literally makes my day.

So The Black Parade is low-key for many people The Definitive MCR album, and it is also a concept album, telling the story of a man dying from cancer. For this I would recommend listening to the whole thing through for the narrative, it's about 40-50 minutes I think? But if you don't want to, the most crucial track is Famous Last Words, the last one, also Disenchanted my beloved (almost wasn't put on the album! Personally an offence to me!!!), I Don't Love You, Dead!, House of Wolves, The Sharpest Lives, Mama, and of course welcome to the black parade THE MCR song my beloved. Also Kill All Your Friends is a b-side released separately but it is! So good!!!

Danger Days is their fourth album and also my favourite. Perhaps not as good as Black parade, nevertheless has my whole heart, has a lighter sound, more into the pop of pop punk, even has some dance tracks. Listen to Summertime song of my heart favourite song ever written, the only hope for me is you BELOVED, scarecrow is an underrated masterpiece by which I mean it makes me feel Emotions, Planetary Go! I love!!! And kids from yesterday makes me cry. Danger Days is also a concept album, about a post-nuclear apocalypse California, but the narrative is more in a few spoken tracks and the music videos than in the songs themselves so it's a bit looser.

Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge is their second album, very much more on the punk side of pop punk, angrier, faster, literally iconic, also technically a concept album? But not as much. Helena is often considered one of the best MCR songs ever, give em hell kid is one of my personal favourites, Cemetery Drive is also excellent, Desert Song is another B-side but listen listen it's SO GOOD, thank you for the venom is also so good, and of course! Who can forget I'm Not Ok!!! The only song to ever matter actually!

Bullets, the first album, is definitely rougher, younger, perhaps worse, than the others, it took me some time to love it but it is actually worth trying if you like the others. Skylines and Turnstiles was the first song ever written for the band after Gerard Way witnessed 9/11 and decided to try to save people through music (the first line of the first song of the band is "you're not in this alone" and I'm so normal about that fact but also you will hear this theme constantly throughout - they're trying to save people). It's also a good song. Our Lady of Sorrows! Vampires Will Never Hurt You! Headfirst for Halos! All good songs!

(btw there are so many things I could content warn you for that I won't, instead just let me know if there's something you don't want to hear and I'll tell you which to avoid).

Conventional Weapons was written after Black Parade, meant to be an album, was scrapped, and then released after Danger Days as a series of singles. Paid dust. Iconic. Listen to Make Room, Surrender the Night, BOY DIVISION PLEASE, and The Light Behind Your Eyes which makes me cry so so so much.

Fake your death was the last song released before the band break-up, it's an explanation of sorts, and it's amazing actually. Foundations of Decay is the new single which also is very long and makes me insane.

So that's it! If you want to poke around just pick the first few I said for each album to get a sense of the vibe!!! I am Firmly Convinced everyone could have at least one MCR song they like because they have The Range so just throw the songs at the wall like spaghetti until one sticks I guess. Have fun and let me know if you listen to them and if you like them and sorry for going on so long.

[aus-from-undertale]

Finished Aus

Kinda rare since most got dropped or they are on hiatus lol

Echotale- a Frans AU where Gaster!Sans and an older Frisk have to fix the underground that got REALLY messed up. The ending is a little bittersweet but I love it so much aa

Caretaker of the ruins- When the protagonist is someone you are rooting to lose, the ending is something to look up for. And oh boy, it was worth it💕

Inktale- it's the backstory of Ink, one of the most famous Sans. Idk if it's fair to put it on this list, but yeah.

Dreamtale- the backstory of Dream and Nightmare :) kinda sad tho ngl :(

UT mob- did I already said this is one of my fav aus? No? WELL THIS IS SO GOOD. I love this type of stories. So I'm so sad it ended, but it's hella cute 💕💕💕

Aftertale- This AU happens after Sans kills frisk and when they reset, he is transported to the Game menu, finding mah boi Geno!Sans. I LOVE THE ENDING aaaa

Playbacktale- Papyrus wants to help his flowery friend get a soul. But Flowey is greedy and fucked up real hard. It's more of a backstory than a completed au but I like that is finished.

Dogs of future past- After a post pacifist route, Frisk, Flowey and a part of an amalgamation wants to save someone who was left behind. The story is cute and the ending is nice. READ IT

Underline- it's an incredible collection of headcanons to the game of Undertale. It's finished and it's honestly so good :D

Sans the Seraphim- after Sans remembered a genocide route, they instantly went to the ruins and killed Frisk after they got out. He took the souls and freed the underground but he changed deeply. It's actually such an interesting AU! The ending was kinda bittersweet but I had so much fun!

Paper Trail- It's a Deltarune AU made before chapter 2 came out. The story is nice, the characters are well written and I really liked the ending, but for some reason, a bunch of people didn't like it :/ well whatever, it's a nice read so you should go for it :)

Underbrushed- a mix between Tangled and Undertale. It's a cute and weird AU with a nice ending :D

Predatortale- In this horror AU, Frisk falls to an underground where everyone is hungry as hell. So no matter where they go, they go running for their life. Its short but its got an ending. So yeah, nice 👍

Drunk!Chara- Chara is regretful, Chara is in love, Chara is drunk. Prepare yourself to wholesome and sometimes bittersweet AU. I felt the ending kinda rushed a bit, but I liked the final scene 👉👈

Bromalgamate- Papyrus got hurt, and Sans in desperation, used DT on him and became an amalgamate with his brother. The backstory is finished so yeah, have fun :)

Darker yet darker- It's kinda of a backstory to how Sand and Papyrus where born and fuck u gaster :/. The ending is really nice tho 💕

Wondertale- it's a mix between Undertale and Alice in wonderland :) I admit I wasn't really expecting much because the writing it's not THAT good, but I actually ended enjoying it more than I expected.

Tidetale- After 100 pacifist routes, Sans was really tired, so to cheer his brother up, Papyrus creates a new mechanical brother to Sans :D

Paper Crane- the backstory of mah boy Paper Crane. It's so goodijtdjhdtuxkhctuuulhfkh💕💕

Chance!tale- it's a AU about Ace and their tragic Au :)

Flowey is not a good life coach- flowey breaking mentally and physically his best friend out of boredom? Daaaaamn :0

Storyswap color- an AU that got another take on storyshift + underswap

Don't have to hide- just short and sweet comic for your reading pleasure :)

Heavenfell - frisk ends up on an edgy underground and decides that these violent monsters are worth saving

Handplate - A take about the creation of Sans and Papyrus and how they came to be. Also gaster is a bitch >:0

Alive- BANGER of an au. DELICIOUS. INCREDIBLE. IM ALIVE IM ALIVE IM ALIVE MY SOIL ROARS FOR THIS!!

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Currently thinking about Ingo and Emmet meeting one of the subway bosses before them and being nothing but fanboys and simps.

Like picture you are probably 5 or so years older than them, beloved by all but had to step down from your position for whatever reason and it landed the twins their dream job.

And then when you walk into the station, just wanting to use the subway to get to the store and one of the older depot agents instantly perks up and calls over to you and you two begin chatting.

Then the twins (who were close by and heard the employee’s cheer) peek around and see you, an idol in their eyes cause of course they know who you are! They were obsessed with the battle subway in their younger years anyways, they know every subway boss in the stations history.

But you’ve been off the grid basically since you stepped down, they never had the chance to meet you yet here you stood.

They both hide in a supply closet absolutely freaking out and trying to calm their nerves, cause you’re right there! It’s really you! Steeling their nerves they walk back out to greet you.

Just in time too! Though emmet is the first to you and greets you.

“Hello! I am Emmet. I am a subway boss.” What’s funny is how his mouth opened to continue speaking but he couldn’t find the words, his face is still has a bright blush on it.

“I apologize for his behavior, he never thinks things through.”

“Hey!”

“I am Ingo, I am also a subway boss, um we hate to bother you but…”

“We are verrry big fans!”

You laugh softly at their antics “I know who you boys are, I didn’t expect to be spotted so easily, but I’m flattered, thank you.”

Your smile and laughter make Emmet bit back a squeal. Ingo is fighting to keep standing. They spoke to you for a while longer, finding you’re very easy to talk to and you ended up giving them your number.

“I haven’t battled in years, maybe one day I’ll bring my old team in to battle you two sometimes.”

“We’d like that!” Emmet bounces.

“We’d like that a lot, thank you.” Tries to keep civil.

After you left and they went back to the offices they finally broke down jumping, squealing, screaming into an office throw pillow.

“It was them! It was really them!”

“I know I know I know, their laugh was soooo cute!”

“That smile made my knees almost give out, oh we have to message them soon! We need to battle them, we must find a way to their heart!” Ingo declares.

And Emmet wholeheartedly agrees

Ayo past Subway boss Mc and be with big- bad ass Pokemon bois big and strong enough to stop out of control trains?😳😳😳👉👈

They're probably the great coat over their shoulders

They look like they're ready for anything

Their partner is a Lycanroc good for keeping people away from the tracks and tracking anything in the dark subway tunnels

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can I get a directors cut on The AU of All Time, TMWYSL pls 👉👈

haha. all right i will talk about this

(sidenote i wrote a little bit about conceptualising this lily here and about "fuck, you're magic" here, so i will try not to fixate on those points again lest this response become... 900,000 words long)

update: word tells me this is nearly 5000 words long. i am so sorry. how dare i write a oneshot about my oneshot. fuck me

so i actually thought about this piece a lot before really sitting down to write the whole thing, and i had a timeline and a handful of snippets by then. some things were really fixed — i knew the ending, i knew véro and lily becoming friends, i knew james would comfort her, i knew the mulciber aftermath, i knew the bet you haven't kissed any boys scene, i knew that lily would come into 7th year already sort of having feelings for james — but i had a lot of floating bits to slot into the right place depending on how things felt. this ended up being a very fun surprise because some things wound up as important as i thought they'd be (like the cupped palm bit which has to be one of my favourite paragraphs i've written ever), but other things i totally made up on the spot while writing — which, when i sat down to properly do, i did in order — wound up having Thematic Significance. neat!

one example of this is right at the start, "Anything special must glitter, or better still, shine, and Lily Evans was — is — all of those things." i wasn't thinking of the pearl imagery throughout the story when i wrote that, because i hadn't yet written it! but there are two things this accomplishes that i like:

—one is that it hints at the pearl, but in different language, which to me kind of underscores the difference between snape and lily. they come from the same place, if different backgrounds; they are both undoubtedly looking for something magical. but "anything special must glitter" is hopefully reminiscent of "all that glitters is not gold," the first warning that lily isn't and won't be to him what he wants her to be. when lily thinks of the pearl later, she never describes it as "glittering," though she does think of it as having "shine." it's a very minor difference in word choice but i grew really attached to its implications — "glittering" giving the impression of something harder, something multifaceted and maybe deceptive ("glittering" appears in the scene where lily's dad dies), while shining or pearlescent feels softer. and lily's of course searching for softness! and the softness — the pearl! — comes from within her!

—the other is that it muddles up what the shine is referring to. is lily the thing that shines? is lily's secret the thing that shines? obviously lily's glitter fades for snape, in a sense — even if he doesn't stop loving her in whatever form he perceives to be love, she chooses someone else instead of him. but the pearl doesn't fade. is one truer than the other? this symbolic shifting, if you can call it that, is also something lily does with the hazel and the honeysuckle, more on that soon!

i wanted to start this off w snape because the first choice lily makes is about him — or is it? as much as this is a selfless choice at first glance it's also kind of not, it is a choice lily makes because of herself, not just because of her best friend, which is why i wanted immediately to bring in the petunia issue. [side note: the AU actually begins btw with "when she returns to the compartment where Severus waits for her she’s just as cheerful as before," because in "the prince's tale" lily is actually quite upset with snape even on that first train ride and tells him tuney hates me because of you, etc. etc. so technically speaking, it's almost less what if lily chose slytherin and more what if lily reacted differently to the circumstances leading up to her first day at hogwarts!]

one thing i loved doing in this fic is giving time a bit of circularity. this happened mostly organically, which was Wild™, but a lot of callbacks were very easy to work out. the first being of course, the flashforward to seventh year, and nestled within that, lily's throwback to 4th year charms, when james hits his head, and again with the 6th year cry. this is one of my faaaavourite things to do, establishing a future and then cutting back to the present, but i like that i got to establish three futures here, esp with the 4th year bit. i think most people who read it were like, right, that has to be james LOL but also i totally made that up on the fly and was really psyched when the whole fourth year arc sort of took off on its own

anyhoo, another thing that became very clear to me right off the bat is that this lily is lonely enough that she's romanticised her own sadgirl life to heights previously unknown. like, she won't really admit to herself she fancies him (until the train, as we know later), but holy hell is it obvious from the moment she gets his letter — hi. hi. hi. i threw up a bit writing that — and i loved the teen melodrama of it all. she puts down the letter in order to have the right music on while she reads it. truly the girl writes herself

(side note, was there symbolism in james's owl sneaking into her cage? u decide)

and now, to sad bits. i will resist the urge to admit how much of this comes from my own school life LMFAO but there are three big Things for me in "two: bravado." one is the setup for SWM, which i knew right away would still take place as in canon, but with the slightly different angle of...lily's much more aware of and more actively confronted by anti-muggleborn prejudice in this AU. lily's keenly aware of the m word right away, and snape actively protests that he doesn't see her that way — so it'll hit pretty damn hard when he does call her by it.

second is mcgonagall !! i knew i wanted her to play a significant role despite not being lily's head of house, and i loved trying to figure out how she'd be as a teacher to someone outside of gryffindor, which obviously we don't have a solid blueprint for in the main series. i think there's a lot more opportunity for misunderstanding ("Her mouth presses into a thin line, making her look more severe than ever. She’s disappointed in me, Lily realises." LILY HONEY OF COURSE SHE ISN'T!!!!), and i liked the feeling of wariness that lily brings to her interactions with mcg pretty much all the way through, though by the end of the story i'd say she trusts her more than she'd trust any other teacher p much. here i wanted her to be a sort of extra feature of the institutional discomfort that lily experiences — she's certainly well-meaning, and extends lily a helping hand, and lily starts to see her as someone she can be vulnerable around just as much as someone she has to impress, but what's one teacher in the face of [waves hand] everything? just like mary or james can't understand lily's hogwarts experience, neither can mcg

third is the bravado bit, which is really me trying to turn the abstract notion that lily and snape don't think alike into something more concrete. as ive said to some people, snape's advice isn't necessarily wrong on an objective level. his dad's abusive and he has an awful home life, he is naturally inclined to think "keep your head down, things will be fine" is a workable defence mechanism — much in the same way petunia is uppity and demands that lily act like a grown up to get over the sting of never having had magic (and magic is childish) and then to fit in to the kind of life she wants to build for herself. it's just...advice that isn't right for lily. it doesn't work in her situation and it doesn't work for who she is and how she thinks, and this is the start of why she and snape have a friendship that won't survive school

BUT the most important thing is the book shelving in detention. we'll come back to this >:)

another bit i had planned from the start was véro, because i wanted to write a set of slytherin girls in a way i hadn't gotten to with come together (regret of a lifetime). i loved getting to set them up a little bit separately from lily, who has them all at a remove (for understandable reasons) and to kind of get the impression that they're all changing and growing themselves behind her back, particularly véro and christa who stop being actively mean to her fairly soon. and also in regards to this being the soft tease, if you will, ha, as to this lily's sexuality — i wanted to write something a little more true to my experience, which was much less of a big realisation and less focused on the concept of coming out. i also tend to write hogwarts friendships that basically start from day one of school, so this was a fun chance, with lily and véro, to write something very different and also significantly more complicated...

so! now we arrive in fourth year, and james being james. i loved preserving the troublemaker-good student dynamic here, especially because it's not exactly what it seems like — lily also has her fair share of trouble, and james is no academic slouch. and liking him unwillingly (or is it) really starts right here, when she realises he pretends, like her, though slightly unlike her — that despite their many differences they are in some ways the same. he's faking it too!

now, coming to summer after 4th year: lily's been lonely a lot so far, but this is the first time she's actively alone, and i liked being able to establish this as also an uncomfortable state for her — she likes it, but she doesn't like it, just like with hogwarts, just like with slytherin. in a sense she likes it but would enjoy it more if she wasn't forced into it, which becomes clearer in 7th year. solitude is where she finds herself, and like any adolescent person, it's where she tries out different personas to see what suits her best. sometimes it works! sometimes its pretence! more on this later!

back to school and the differences between snape and lily are only getting bigger, as their concerns become so so very different. one big concern that only hit me when i was planning was that the two of them are now prefects together — so how to drive a wedge between them when they're spending that much time together? so the fellowship was a way to finagle some physical distance, while effectively two-birds-one-stone getting her close to remus. being in slytherin she possibly does see the targets of her rude classmates firsthand, aside from herself lol, but i love the lily and remus friendship in canon and i think an important think to preserve in terms of her kindness and open-mindedness was that no matter the universe she's adamant about treating him with the respect he deserves.

but i also didn't want to downplay the arguments between james and lily, because they couldn't take too many steps forward here considering they already have this layer of understanding from 4th year but the bulk of relationship progress was to happen later. despite the fact that they do think alike to some degree, they have their differences — and the differences are how they balance each other out. but so long as they aren't really invested in being nice to each other, the bickering isn't exactly productive. also: “Why are you so determined to convince me, anyway?”

take a wild guess, lily

the loop-back to third year was also to add more circularity, but also to flesh out some of that institutional disconnect. i was thinking especially of a writing project i did in college about women at my university — reading about the specific former college presidents, for instance, who didn't love the idea of allowing women into an educational institution, and then like passing by buildings named after those people, or photos of them in the hallway, is certainly...a time. and i can only imagine what kind of salazar slytherin legacy is easily found in the school library

another growing wedge between lily and snape here is his feelings for her, which i hadn't really dealt with in canon fic but i think a necessarily more wary/observant lily would've found this harder to ignore. i think a friend who has romantic feelings for you that you don't return is honestly one of the most painful, awkward situations to be in ever, and i realised while writing this that it really weighs very heavily on her. she doesn't want to hurt her friend but she knows she already is and eventually the facts will come out into the open!!! it's awful!!! it sucks!!!

now this “Yeah, well. I’m probably gonna regret not leaving him for dead in a few years.” everyone knows was me makin a sly comment about the canon future :")

remember lily finding herself when she's alone? we're finally possibly past the awkward stage of relentless self-reinvention, and the comforting thing in this summer isn't just finding what magic means to her outside of snape — it's also finding véro, and mary, and moving onto the year again, it's remus.

we circle back to the detention!!! remember in first year:

“It’s a mess,” says Potter, “we’ll need to take everything down and start from the beginning.”

there is no book reorganising this time around, because the "taking everything down and starting from the beginning" is happening with THEM! this is the soft reset! this is the halfway mark of the fic! this is the pearl growing!

“Why can’t Petunia find one of those blokes,” she mutters, “someone who tries harder?”

subtlety thy name is not suze

lily's breakdown! i rly wanted this to be about something small, the final paper cut that gets to her. to james this is like... at first shocking but then a big lesson learned — what knocks lily down isn't something big and difficult like bigotry, it's something tiny and personal as academic failure. and yet it's like — the classic crying about one thing when really you're crying about everything in the world, and you really can't be okay afterwards, even if some cries are satisfying. but i think what makes this one especially painful is like...it's so easy for james to comfort her. it's so easy for him to just be nice, even though they're really only cordial to each other at best at this point.

which begs the question: if this frenemy classmate of hers could have held her while she cried, why the fuck can't more people just be nice? why can't more people just be good? and this like, brings back the suppressed thing all the way from first year (when she told herself she couldn't cry at school anymore), which is, well is it me then? like, am i the problem here?

(and worst of all — oh no i like him in its most repressed form. one of the most fun things about this lily is how she won't even admit she fancies him but she's really getting ahead of herself on so many other counts, like, she's worrying about what sirius thinks of her? GET A CLUEEE)

Gryffindor wins the Quidditch Cup and Christa silently fumes for all of May. Lily wants to be sympathetic, but she’s not particularly invested in house Quidditch anyway. James is nauseatingly happy in lessons, all the way through to the end of term.

oh yes lily. these things are all sooooo unconnected

7th year time! now seems like a good spot to talk about some fun elemental symbolism that i'd been seeding through out but really comes to the forefront here. despite the similarity in thinking, which even lily is on some level aware of, she sees the difference in them very clearly, and this story is deep enough in her perspective that those differences are really heightened in metaphor. james is all fire and air — he's dynamic, he's angry, he's energetic, his room's in a tower, he's sunlight. lily is all water and earth — even when she's angry, it's more torrential than it is hot; she's cold where he's warm, etc. obviously the contrast is very in your face with the rooms. but there are some little bits where that consistent theme is interrupted, which i'll get to in a hot sec

circling back to lily and solitude:

Happy. Is it as easy as having a room of her own and enough distractions to draw her away from the dungeons?

like i said earlier, solitude kind of sucks when it's not by choice, and lily's learning here that she doesn't mind being alone when she still has her friends! she has her lil mermaid pal, she has véro and remus and mary and james (eyes emoji)

the kiss! it happened on halloween partly for the solitude purposes tee em, but also of course because i love pain and halloween is, you know, That Day. he is playing with a lighter because obviously, fire symbolism. but as much as she wants to be able to trust him openly and right away, she hasn't even really... told him she's into him, ha, and she's automatically defensive right after the kiss even though she's wanted this for six months easily. the trust, funnily enough, starts to be really consciously built only after they've kissed.

okay, now, his room — all fire (even in the stars!), all air, obviously, but "this weightless, wave-rocked sensation," and the glass of the window was supposed to be reminiscent of still water. boundaries, blurring! there will be more of that in her room, too, with the candles! (”Sun, near-summer, spilling and sighing across the clear glassy Lake,” anyone?)

the bit where she doesn't ask him to stay for christmas too is a very. i was saying this also in the discord, where this lily is so conscious and wary of being a taker in relationships despite being sooo blind to people she's let in who aren't going to give as much as she will. but her cute little holiday was also an extension of the solitude by choice — i also wanted to emphasise that despite her loneliness lily does find ways to make hogwarts more comfortable for her, her own way. she befriends the mermaid, which was this random silly idea i came up with for the prefect's bathroom scene and then got SO attached to, and she hangs out with hagrid, and this bit i really am so fond of because...she's still a kid, and despite everything she does get to enjoy being young and being silly without awful things happening

oh shoutout to my favourite lily line of dialogue:

“No, James,” she says, drily, “I was unexplored land before you.”

i love her

OH hello hazel and honeysuckle! so, this is a poem that routinely makes me want to scream and cry and go feral, because of the whole dying together theme, but what i liked about how i got to use it here was that symbol shifting thing i talked about at the start. like, in the poem itself hazel and honeysuckle are supposed to symbolise the lovers together, but lily thinks "maybe he doesn’t even need her for that" — maybe he's both on his own, like he's already whole enough without her. and through the course of the story allowing herself to 1. be more vulnerable 2. admit that she really does care for him 3. accept that the hardship she's endured is not her even if it defines her in many ways, finally leads her to that last moment — maybe she's honeysuckle

my favourite running thread btw:

She spends afternoons picking her way through the trees, fingers of sunlight filtering through the leaves to press new freckles across her arms and shoulders.

Potter’s eyes are sunlight through trees. They always manage to find her.

...for someone made of sunlight, flimsy and golden and always out of reach, he is surprisingly solid.

James is still laughing when he presses his mouth to her skin. Counting her freckles with his tongue. She can feel each one like a brand, suffused with second sunlight once he’s through with them.

Nothing lives in secret forever. Parts of it start to show, because sunlight finds everything, searing and truth-telling and shadow-scattering. James gives Mulciber a black eye...

hospital wing time! so, this seems like a good place to point out that james is injured multiple times through this fic and we see him convalescing, but we never see that with lily. this was sort of accidental — i didn't really think we'd gain much by seeing her after being, say, hexed by mulciber and avery — but also felt narratively consistent. like, lily is so preoccupied with projecting invulnerability that she'd rather not even consider the times she's hurt, that she'd rather reinvent herself in the city than roam the woods and address her grief, that even ducking into mcg's office feels like giving up.

also, one thing i love doing is having phrases loop through internal monologue and dialogue — part of it makes you wonder when this story is being told, if thoughts are then spoken aloud? but part of it is also the loveliest thing about growing close to someone, where you start to adopt their speech, so:

...two of his favourite words, sure and obviously, obvious to whom? Only to him...

at the very start versus here

“Yes! Obviously!” [...] He scoffs. “Obvious to whom?

and the way lily repeats back snape's advice re: ignoring and receives the same disbelief that she herself felt when she first heard it.. your honour theyre the same

and lily realises this to some extent, subconsciously — that she can't really tell him off for doing what she wishes she'd done, that she can't tell him to fight his nature when she knows how fruitless and painful and difficult that is. but she can tell him not to be an idiot when he fights back

After this interaction Lily excuses herself for the loo, and realises on the walk there that her hands are shaking. She presses them to her stomach, wondering what the fuck is wrong with her. They’re just his friends. She’s not even his anything, just — just his— Not even his anything.

the nervousness here btw was like... palpable to me while i was writing it — i could not have finished that sentence because lily refused to. this is the scariest part of admitting you're not aloof and above it all after so long pretending you could be: you really fuckin badly want to be liked!!!! ooomigod!!!!

but trust, again, continues to build. lily went from worrying he'd betray her confidence to worrying how he'd take the kiss to worrying that the people around him wouldn't accept her even if he has to now just...her anxiety can't convince her that something will go wrong!

also fun note: i did not realise this until after the pearl motif was well and truly in it, but the janis joplin album with "trust me" is in fact called. "pearl"!

ok "she leaves the path" was my more subtle quote from "chevrefoil" — it's the bit where the queen leaves, er, the path jdfghk to secretly meet tristan. but also of course the moment when lily goes full fuck it!

oh hey look:

“I’ll happily do penance,” he retorts, “just tell me where, when, and how.”

haha remember:

As if something’s going to happen, but she doesn’t know where or when or how.

jokes on u all i just repeat the same words and call it a callback

ok this is kind of a minor point but one thing i liked was in a very restrictive, stifling environment for lily trying to emphasise when things cross boundaries upwards or downwards, so here as they descend to the dungeons:

He sighs a happy sigh, directs it towards the high ceiling. Lily watches it float up, up, up.

but also her sighs wafting into the air in his room, etc

surely everyone and their mother noticed the orpheus and eurydice reference here so i won't belabour it, but i will say note the half-inversion — they're going down, as opposed to going up out of the underworld, but it's still "orpheus" taking "eurydice" to his home, so to speak?

ok so heRE i didn't want to describe james's room the first night she goes there — it gets a brief this-is-so-different but we quickly jump time. whereas i think this part might actually be the longest the story stays in one place temporally. this is like, it for lily, a pivotal moment wrapped up in belonging and acceptance and admission and vulnerability and love all at once.

with the you're sweet, which i mentioned in that ask about "fuck, you're magic," james was obviously delivering an extremely targeted compliment, but here in his excitement about the room again he's just...actually pretty hype! this is wild! as lily so astutely observes, he loves discovering hidden things, but it's the smallest and yet most rewarding thing ever when someone you care about reacts exactly the way you hope for when you show them something important to you — and this is what makes things finally click for lily, this tiny but utterly james moment that in his own way mirrors the way she sat by the glass on the first day she saw the room.

this final thing — knowing that she loves and trusts him — is what does away with her fear in this moment. i would say maybe more important than showing him the room or deciding to sleep with him (both of which she considers openly for a long time as likely possibilities) is the fact that she can find pleasure without fear the way she so badly wants — and is envious that he can manage — even though she does say hang on a couple of times.

also the "have you done it before" was a callback to the summer lily's dad died, when "She just shrugs and smiles, like she’s done it all a hundred times." it's just so Much for her to not just be able to not put walls up around him, but also to know he won't take her put-together, in-control aloofness for fact!

and now we're here. so. We Need to Talk About Véro.

the response to her was mostly as expected which i'm very pleased about jkdhfgkd a lot of "nooo i was rooting for her!!" so thank you guys for that. what i liked exploring with her was the ~evil~ of the bystander — she's not malicious, she's not spiteful, she just...stands by while lily's bullied, which okay maybe you can forgive a 12 year old for that, but when push comes to shove, at 17, véro just...doesn't push back, again. to me this moment isn't one in which she decides to out lily to her classmates — it's one in which she perhaps really did try to stop amabella, but didn't do enough.

véro does come from a very different world than lily — she's a bit of a cynic, she doesn't think things change by the willpower of teenage students, she's certainly not a blood purist but she doesn't know how to dismantle this thing that she's grown up with as an age-old institution. remember how christa mellowed out and became sort of decent to lily? things change without lily noticing. in a year where véro didn't have her only friend in the dorm with her, but did have a girl who strongly disliked her for very personal reasons, her life probably did get harder. as hard as lily's, those early years at school? probably not. but she can't make that comparison in her own head. maybe standing at lily's door she thought, well if i just let this happen and it seems like an accident then maybe amabella will leave me alone... there are plenty of things she could have (and maybe even should have) done better — but she's not that girl.

lily recognises that. and i think the big show of growth/maturity for her here is that she considers several different possibilities (hating véro for this, forgiving véro right away, blaming herself for having left the key out) and then decides you know what, not worth my energy right now. she faces a complex issue and instead of worrying it's her fault, she accepts that it's probably more complicated than véro secretly hating her, and also decides it's not something that can earn her immediate forgiveness.

right, i love you that was very nice, etc etc, now to slughorn and minnie! ha. this was actually one of the first things i came up with because i feel like i've never seen it in fics where james and lily get physical (though i'm sure it exists). they go to a traditional british boarding school; i'd imagine teachers would not exactly be thrilled to hear they're having sex. i toyed with several different outcomes here but finally decided to cut them some slack and have them get away with it lol — partly also because the violation of privacy with lily's room would have been so compounded if the girls had, like, seen james in there, and i decided what she did not need was another breakdown.

we arrive now at the end! thank you for reading this whole thing. dear god. i apologise.

[tehaxo]

BABY TEHAAAAAAA

Could you write me some soft Julius headcanons please?👉👈💕

[HEADCANONS] tehaxo

headcanons: getting married!

character/pairing: julius novachrono x reader

warnings: none!

a/n: <3 ooo ofc anshi! i just hope this is what you wanted and it isn’t bad :( at some point it wasn’t really headcanons anymore but LMFAOO enjoy it anshi!

a/n: my first request goes to @simpingforthisonedeer 

julius actually didnt plan anything special to propose to you, he proposed randomly which caught you off guard. “you’re proposing to me in a literal fucking cemetery????”

you both spent that night up cuddling while reminiscing a bunch. when you first met, your first date, your first kiss. it was a peaceful night for sure. 

the theme of your wedding is lavender! julius wore a white tuxedo with a pastel purple pin!!

surprisingly, not a lot of people were invited besides family and close friends. marx was forced to be the flower boy. 

julius wrote his vows with the help of marx. he rehearsed the lines he had to say over and over to make sure he wouldn’t stumble over any words. although there was only 8 lines for him to say.

you both held hands tight looking each other in the eye while saying your vows, with all the love and passion- julius said each word with everything he had. one of his hands slipping out of your grasp to wipe the tears from your eyes.

after the vows, julius tugged you closer then kissed you with closed eyes. you both shared a long blissful kiss with your hearts screaming in delight . the very few people that were present cheered as loud as they could, their screams and clapping echoing out through the church. though it was very noisy, you both paid all attention each other. the kiss in a way was a seal between you both, it would mark the day where you both now officially belong to each other. 

you pulled away from the kiss and swooped julius into your arms shocking him and everyone else. “sorry babe, i beat you to it!”

for the rest of time, you both ate the great food and cake. having fun with everyone else and ended up inviting a few more people as there was food leftovers. one of the best days of your life to be honest! 

at the end of the wedding, everyone sang and danced with each other to finish it off with spark ;) you and julius danced like idiots, bustin’ out terrible moves. stopping midway into the song you burst into a fit of laughter- “damn you’re a terrible dancer julius!” “you’re one to talk.”

when you arrived home, you both had some more fun and got a few adult drinks. you were a bit tipsy and with a wide smile, you exchanged words of love. “i love you.. julius.” “i love you too dear.”

[beingforcedtolivebadwriting]

Fine fineeeee I gUEssssss sOme pain is okayyy but ONly if there’s a happy ending *sigh*

And yes absolutely please more flufffff just thinking about the possible scenarios on the way makes me wanna screech. Don’t think the neighbors would like that tho lmao

ALSO

Could they at least kiss?? At least once?? Please?

…….also maybe a little bit more than that?? 👉👈 sorry sorry (not really 🤭 I just am in love with this fic and if there’s like one scene where it’s like,,, spicy time but like it doesn’t have to be explicit if you’re not comfortable with that but like please imply that the did the do cause like aahhhhhhh they have to do It™️ at least once and then maybe Dean will finally be ok that’s he’s a lil gae boi or he deserves to be taken cared of and he doesn’t have to give everything away he can be selfish for once and fuck a hot angel 😭😭😅😭😭😭😭😭😅😅😅😭😭😭🤭😭🤭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

Anyways sorry rant over for now promise

Also why do I feel like cas is faking the bond thingy at this point? 🤔🤔🤔🤔 I keep rereading some of it cause like I said I’m in love with this fic and there’s like one part that makes me a little bit suspicious 🤨

or maybe I’m going insane cause I went to look for the one part where cas says something a lil bit sus and now I can’t find it whoops

Anywayyyyy how’s your day going

-💜

*me trying valiantly to be normal about such an amazing ask* okay okay okay so. The fluff literally becomes off the charts. Instant diabetic coma. ( I hope now that it lives up to everything you’re imagining 😅😅😅). It makes up for everything I swear

PLSSSJAJSJDHF no I literally love your passion for Dean and Cas kissing and having sex I am cheering right along with you. Which is to say that yes, the fic will in fact earn its explicit rating!! More than once, even!! (I do also hint at even more that they do, because apparently once I start writing I just can’t stop) Hope that helps :))))

Wait wait WAIT anon come back I’m obsessed now I don’t want to give away any spoilers but oh my god PLEASE please please tell me which line of Cas’s made you think twice about the bond I really want to know now 😭😭 And once again I don’t want to give anything away but. Please come back to me after Chapter #10 to let me know what you thought about the Things That Happen because. Because. Well

[yandreamings]

My first time doing one of these so SORRY IF I FORGET ABUTHJNF HDHDHDF

Thank you for doing these!! Congrats hehe

For personality traits,, i have the memory of a goldfish.. I'm kinda all over the place I like talking to people but some people (people that are taller than me) make me a bit shy,,i get nervous easily and stutter and forget my words a lot. My friends would describe me as someone that's very considerate but also very hard on myself. I'll be talking and somehow manage to forget what I was saying it's so sad💔 or other times I'll struggle pronouncing certain words. For ex I was struggling today saying deduction. I WAS LIKE DE-DDDDD--D-D-DEDE Im also very sensitive and will cry easily. If I'm sad, mad, or if there's something thats too cute I will cry

Pain. Only pain HAHAH

Hobbies include: reading, drawing , and Procrastinating.. I wouldn't call this a hobby but I really like long walks it very calming:>

For things I would look in a partner,,, I would want them to be very gentle with me i am a lil sensitive sheet AHAH,, and playful. I need someone that can protect me but also cheer me up bec sometimes I get a lil overwhelmed w my emotions. :< i do get a lil jealous too so I need reassurance . Also a little danger bad boi/girl energy wouldn't b so bad😈 IM SORRY IM SO CRINGE LMAOSHDDHDHE

Gender does not matter!

For looks i have long blonde hair and I'm pretty short ,, 5 2 💔 I wear glasseses but we don talk about how blind I am

But I think thats all haha

Thank you so much again !!👉👈

You didn't forget anything, this was perfect! But also, anon, you should know that this was a delight to read, and you sound so fun! I love your energy, if that isn't weird, LOL. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy! <3

I match you with... NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI!

Has an angel come down to bless Atsushi from heaven? That's all he can think whenever he sees you or is around you- you're so... perfect. Truly a gift from above!

Like you, he's also hard on himself, but he hates to hear you speak lowly of yourself in any way. If he catches you doing it, he'll gently scold you, grabbing both of your hands and telling you that you really are lovely! Please believe him.

He's super protective of you. If anyone makes fun of you for your nervousness or if you stutter when saying a word, the urge to whip out his tiger claws grows massively. If you said the word, he'd rip their head off! Just like that! Blood spurting everywhere, just for you! Er... I mean... nothing. Don't worry about it.

Atsushi is nothing if not gentle. He's never been in a relationship before, let alone with someone as wonderful as you. He treats you like you're leagues above him (you are, in his eyes), like you really are some sort of ethereal creature. In short, you're put on a high pedestal. You can do no wrong in his eyes, and if anyone says different? They're a waste of time.

If you get jealous, he's quick to rush to your side to reassure you. He only loves you, he promises! He'd never leave you, never do anything to hurt you.

He's not much taller than you, but the height difference still makes him weak in the knees. Honestly, you're so damn cute that it isn't fair.

He doesn't mean to be, really, but he's prone to jealousy and possessiveness as well. As stated earlier, he hasn't been in a relationship before, so he has no idea what to think of this terrible feeling bubbling in his chest when he sees you talk to another guy. Is murder really so wrong? Like, really?

Atsushi will give you everything he can- figuratively and literally. He's so in love with you, so obsessed... there's no one he wants more than you, so please, don't break his heart.

[redxxstrings]

I would like to request all of those oc questions for Ichigo, my beloved 🥺👉👈

!!!! ask and you shall receive 😌 i hope you enjoy your Ichigo “Mama’s Boy” Kurosawa novel

🌟 when your oc loses all hope, who do they turn to first? what helps make them feel better? what calms them down and reassures them? why?

his mom, 100%. ichigo doesn’t like burdening her more than he already has and prefers to figure things out on his own, when he’s truly lost, he turns to her. even if the problem is beyond what she can help with, she always knows what to say to make him feel better. knowing that she’s always there for him makes it easier to keep going.

☀️ what makes your oc genuinely happy? a person, an item, their hobby? where is the place they’re happiest, or most at home? what is the happiest they’ve ever been?

what makes ichigo the happiest isn’t an easy question to answer — it’s not just a person, or a place, or a hobby, or anything like that. while his mom is one of the people who makes him the happiest, and he enjoys being in her company more so than anyone else, what truly, genuinely and wholly, makes him happy goes beyond that.

he’s happiest when he’s around people who genuinely like and accept him. he’s spent his whole life either being abandoned, avoided, or picked on by everyone around him, so to be with someone (or a group of someones) who he knows actually like him is what makes him the happiest. even if he doesn’t realize that’s the case.

🌙 if your oc could have one wish come true what would it be and why? would there be consequences to this wish or would they regret it once they get what they want? what would they give in return for this wish to come true?

he’d wish that he was always able to provide for his mother (and, by extension, anyone else he grew to care about as much). one of the main reasons he’s even in the band at all is so that he would have a good enough income to give back to her. he’d give up anything to ensure that was possible and, regardless of whatever consequences may arise from it, he wouldn’t regret it. not one bit.

❄️ what makes your oc sad, so sad that they can’t help but cry all day? how do they cheer themself up? does their sadness upset any of their loved ones too?

not very many things make ichigo sad enough to cry — or even make him all that sad to begin with. he’s grown used to tough situations over the course of his life, so a lot of things either don’t bother him as deeply as they otherwise should, or he just internalizes them.

if he was really forced to pick something, he’d say losing the support of his mom, but even that is just a hypothetical since he (highly doubts and hopes) never would.

🔥 if your oc known for having temper tantrums? if not, what gets them really angry? what makes their blood boil? is there anyway to calm them down or are they unstoppable? what are they like when they’re angry? do they take it out on their loved ones?

ichigo is easily annoyed, but he doesn’t have a temper. he doesn’t blow up at people very often, and even if he does, it’s just a quick snap and then he’s done. he’s surprisingly passive and able to keep a level head most of the time (unless you’re kazuki). he’s the type who gets quiet when he’s genuinely mad as opposed to getting loud and yelling.

what really pisses him off, though, is when people insult or otherwise mistreat the people he’s closest with — specifically his mother, but it extends to the other members of the band (yes, even kazuki), people he considers friends, and anyone he might be in a relationship with. while he may be able to handle someone treating him badly, he doesn’t let that shit slide when it’s directed at people he cares about — he’s not above throwing punches and knocking someone’s lights out over it.

❤️ what would your oc’s ideal lover be like? appearance, personality, voice? would their family approve or would it be civil war?

you, duh :3c

legitimately, though, he’d want someone sweet. someone who he could relax around and talk to about his problems and worries. someone who would let him lay his head on their lap and go to sleep. while ichigo would never say it, he’d want someone who wouldn’t mind taking care of him — and, in turn, someone he could take care of, too. he’s shouldering a lot more than he lets on. he needs someone who can calm him down.

appearance-wise, he really doesn’t care — that’s never been something he’s cared about, honestly. he does think girls who are smaller than him are cute, though.

🕊️ would your oc ever get married or are they already wed? if they’re married, describe what their wedding was like! if not, describe their ideal wedding (or do this if you feel like it anyway!)

he’s not opposed to the idea, but it’s not something he’s ever seriously considered, mostly because he’s always been too busy on top of not having a serious girlfriend (or a girlfriend at all). if he were to get married, it’d be after things settle down more — when he’s not so tied up with band stuff, and when he’s not worrying if everything will fall through one day.

he’d want a smaller wedding — being the center of attention and being in big crowds isn’t something that bothers him, but he’d want something as important as getting married to be something private that only the people he’s closest with get to see.

🍼 does your oc have any children or want children? what names would they pick? are they good with kids or a complete disaster?

just like getting married, having kids isn’t something ichigo is opposed to, but it’s also not something he’s ever given much thought to. he wouldn’t mind it, though — if anything, he almost likes the idea of having a kid of his own running around sometimes.

despite his general vibe and demeanor, he’s not the worst with kids. he’s aware of how scary he looks, so he makes an effort to make himself seem as unthreatening and gentle to them as he can. the same would go for his own kids if he were to have any. he’d be a really chill dad.

because of his own childhood and his own hang-ups about his dad, he’d (ideally; accidents happen) want to wait until he and his partner were completely sure they wanted kids. and when they did, he’d do his best to be the best fucking father in the world.

☕ give us one (or more if you feel like it) of your oc’s deep dark secrets! why do they keep it hidden? spill the tea!

deep down, he wonders if it would have been better if he was never born — if his mom would have been happier; if his father wouldn’t have left her; if she wouldn’t have had to struggle for years with no foreseeable end in sight. he keeps it to himself because he doesn’t want to burden anyone with something that heavy. he especially keeps it from his mom because he doesn’t want her to to think he’s unhappy or that she wasn’t a good mother.

another deep secret ichigo refuses to tell anyone is that, every now and then, he wishes he knew his dad. not that he wishes he grew up with both parents, just that he... knew the guy.

🍂 what are their opinions on the different seasons? which one do they hate and which one do they love and why?

ichigo is pretty neutral on all of the seasons. if he had to pick a favorite, though, he’d say winter because he sleeps better when it’s cold. also the rainy season for the same reason.

🦋 if your oc could change everything (or just something) about their life would they? what would they change? what do they think would happen if they did? what would their loved ones think?

he would make it so that his mother didn’t have to struggle so much when he was little. he wouldn’t change their situation entirely — if only because she’s expressed that she wouldn’t have had it any other way, and he wants to respect her wishes as much as possible — but he would make it easier on her. just enough to where he wouldn’t feel so guilty every time he thinks about it.

💐 does your oc like flowers? what are their favorites? do they keep a garden of some sort? what flowers would they use in a flower crown? (and if you like, research the meanings behind those flowers!)

ichigo grew up with flowers in his house because his mother likes them. sweet peas in particular were her favorites, and while he otherwise doesn’t have an opinion on flowers as a whole, those are his favorite simply by association. it helps that he likes the smell of them, too.

🌼 write a short drabble from your oc’s pov meeting their li (or if they don’t have a love interest, their best friend. if you don’t want to do a drabble, describe their first meeting instead!)

(gonna do this one in a separate post for you :3c)

🥀 has your oc ever been hurt by someone they love? ever been betrayed? abused? attacked? give me the angst! (if you’d like, write a short drabble about it!)

as a kid, ichigo was bullied somewhat regularly until he reached high school (and became Big and Terrifying). he never had any connection to the kids doing it, so he wasn’t emotionally hurt by it (at least, not in the sense of being betrayed or backstabbed), but he did often get physically hurt.

while he hates to admit it and definitely doesn’t love the man, his dad’s absence throughout his entire life does hurt sometimes. it doesn’t happen so much anymore, but when he was younger, he often wondered if he had done something wrong or if he was the reason he left.

🏞️ if your oc could travel to anywhere in their world where would they go? why? if they could live there would they?

because of them going on tour, he’s already traveled around far more than he ever thought he would when he was younger. but if he had to pick somewhere specific, he’d want to go to america — it always feels cliché when he says it, but he thinks it’d be fun.

he wouldn’t want to move anywhere else, though. he’d get homesick.

🏡 describe your oc’s ideal house! give us a tour around! what’s their garden like? their bedroom? kitchen? where is it and how many people live there?

his ideal house would be somewhere quiet. not rural, but not somewhere in the heart of the city, either. something small — he doesn’t need a whole lot of stuff or space (unless, of course, he was buying a house for his family, but that’s entirely hypothetical) to be content.

ichigo’s not a decorator by any means, so i imagine that he’d ask his mom for help. probably also the guys, but i can’t imagine any of them (minus tai) would be of actual help lmao. kazuki would try to hang a picture of them as a group on his wall; ichi would threaten to kill him.

but he’d keep it. he won’t admit it, though.

🔪 has your oc ever killed someone? ever had to defend themselves against violence? how did this make them feel? or, alternatively, has your oc ever attacked someone? seen someone die?

growing up, ichigo got into fights a lot. normally, they weren’t instigated by him — the kids messing with him would start getting physical, so he would retaliate. the only time he would start a fight himself was if someone said something bad about his mom (which only happened a very small handful of times because everyone learned very quickly not to do that).

fighting never made him feel anything, except maybe anger. the only reason he ever felt bad about it was when he’d come home with cuts and bruises on his face and bloodstains on his clothes and his mom saw. he never liked worrying her.

💎 does your oc collect anything? is there a reason? when did they start and is it beginning to turn into a little bit of a hoarding issue? what do they do with their collection?

while not necessarily something he collects, he does have a surprisingly large meme folder on his phone that’s he’s amassed over the years. it’s really out of character for him, so the other guys don’t even know he has it — half the time, they assume he doesn’t even know the memes they’re talking about. but he does.

(“hey does anyone have that meme where—” ichigo, already pulling it up: yeah.)

📚 if your oc was given some kind of forbidden knowledge, what would they do with it? would they tell anyone? use it for evil or good? how would it change their outlook on life, if at all?

he wouldn’t care, lmao.

if he was told not to tell anyone, he’d just say “okay” and keep it to himself, but he wouldn’t use it for anything. he’d probably just go to bed and forget it when he woke up.

🌗 early mornings or late nights? what do they spend their time doing during these hours?

ichigo is... neither an early bird nor a night owl. during both early mornings and late nights, he’s sleeping. during the day, he’s also sleeping. if he has down time and nothing else to do, you can almost certainly find him in his room sleeping.

👑 if your oc was made royal (or is royal) how would they use their power? are they a good leader or bad? do their subjects like them or is it ‘off with their head’? do they enjoy being royal?

people would expect ichigo to be some red queen-esque “off with their head” type of ruler, but he... really wouldn’t be. he doesn’t have any experience with leadership, but he’d do his best to keep things running smoothly. he’d be as far from a tyrant as possible.

he wouldn’t enjoy it, though. leadership isn’t something he likes.

💕 how is your oc like with physical affection? what are their boundaries? do they enjoy being touched or is that a no-go? is there any reason behind this?

do not touch ichigo. do not try to touch ichigo. do not even think of touching ichigo.

ichi doesn’t like being touched. he never has — even as a kid, the only person he let touch him was his mother, and that still rings true to this day. while he can tolerate being touched in some capacity and to a very certain extent, he doesn’t enjoy it. at all.

however. he’ll let someone he really likes touch him. hell, he’ll even initiate it himself sometimes (usually in the form of trapping them in bed with him and making them his teddy bear). the easiest way to tell that he truly, really likes someone is if he lets them be physical with him.

☁️ what’s something your oc wishes they could forget? why is this? or, what is something that your oc has forgotten? (or do both!)

there was one time when he was very little, no more than three or four, that he overheard his mom arguing on the phone with his dad. he didn’t fully hear what they were arguing about (or maybe he blocked it out of his memory; he doesn’t know), but he knew it was about him. and by the end of it, his mom was crying at the kitchen table.

it was the only time he’s ever seen her like that. he wants to forget it more than anything.

👀 describe your oc through the eyes of another person! (bonus + specify who)

when ace gets on stage, you can’t help but pay attention to him — big and broad, with a glare that could kill and a winding dragon tattoo across his arm and shoulder. a matching dragon coils around the shell of his ear where a black earpiece dangles; around his neck is a heavy chain that shines under the burning spotlights. he’s aggressive and loud and terrifying.

but ichigo kurosawa is not ace.

ichigo kurosawa comes to practice three hours late, blue eyes half-shut because he’s fighting off sleep while his hair a mess because he didn’t bother to brush it. ichigo kurosawa smiles, but only to himself, and only when one of the guys says something particularly stupid. ichigo kurosawa keeps to himself; he’s not a fan of talking or being around others for long stretches of time. ichigo kurosawa looks scary, but he’s anything but.

you just have to get to know him.

❓ a random fact or short drabble! or make up your own question to ask the oc!

ichigo frequently forgets what he had to eat. ask him what he had for breakfast? he has no idea. dinner the night before? couldn’t tell you. it’s such a weird and specific quirk of his that the band makes jokes out of it all the time.

he calls his mom every night (if possible) to check up on her and tell her how he’s doing. <3