#we wouldnt be able to spend that much time together....

[kruxband]

OKAY I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING

espn broadcasts 24/7. so rsn, which is pretty obviously inspired by espn, would probably also broadcast 24/7

and one of the times we see chick's picks on air, its at night!!!!

helppp now im thinking about chick coming home after work and he sees me still (barely) awake and he goes "wtf???? joel you need to head to bed NOW"

[halfdeadwallfly]

i hate being sad. like bitch who do you think you are??

[nanaslutt]

choso with tongue piercing? >_<

hngh i need his tongue inside me :(

😝

Bestfriend!Choso X Reader :3

contains: fem reader, teasing, dirty talk, exhibitionism (they're in a car), sexual tension, oral (r!receiving), Choso’s first time giving head, slight jealousy, whipped!Choso & reader, first time receiving, reader has a bad track record w/ guys, mentions of bj, so soft & sweet

MDNI

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"Holy fuck." You swallowed hard at the view in front of you. "My brother convinced me to get it done when he got some of his piercings, said it could be a bonding experience," Choso explained, putting his tongue decorated with the little silver ball back into his mouth. "Did it hurt?" You asked, your mind still reeling that he had hidden a tongue piercing from you for all these years.

"It wasn't horrible, I'm pretty good with pain. I don't really see the point in having it pierced though." He started to explain, "No one ever sees it, even I forget it's there sometimes." Choso finished. You just smiled and nodded, pretending to listen as he kept talking about his experience getting pierced.

You had already thought of 400 scenarios in which you would let choso put his tongue (and piercing) to work on your body, so the pain he went to to get the pretty jewelry wouldnt be in vain. One particular scenario stood out in your head of him tongue fucking you, feeling the metal against your clit and- "You okay?" Choso's voice rang in your ears.

"Huh?" You said, pulling yourself from your daydream. "I asked if you would ever get your tongue pierced and you just froze up." He explained, scrunching his eyebrows together. "Oh! Oh right! I uh, I'm pretty squeamish around needles so thinking about it makes me a little... nervous" You lied through your teeth, thanking the universe that he seemed to believe it.

For the rest of the day the two of you spent together, the only thing you could focus on was his piercing. Unbeknownst to you, he had caught you several times. Choso had purposely run his tongue over his lips to wet them, every so often, just to see your breath hitch when you got a glimpse of the silver.

As he was driving the two of you back to his house for a nightcap, some relaxing song playing in the background, you spoke up through the silence, "Thanks for today Choso! I know the night isn't over yet but the museum you took us to was so much fun, we have to go to the cafe inside next time!" you exclaimed. He turned his head away from the road to look at you, before returning his gaze on the dark street.

"I'm surprised you remembered there was a cafe." He said, a hint of teasing, and snarkiness hiding in his voice. "Huh?" You voiced, tilting your head at him in confusion. "You seemed out of it today." He elaborated, "Is there something going on?" He asked, keeping his voice and face fairly monotone. His question caught you off guard, had you really been acting that weird all day? So much so that he picked up on it? Oh god.

"No! No, I'm just a little tired today, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be weird." You forced out a laugh, once again coming up with a quick and hopefully believable lie. Unluckily for you, Choso saw right through it. "Are you sure? Because you were acting fine until I showed you my piercing." He said, hitting the nail right on the head.

You froze, not expecting him to be able to pinpoint the exact moment in the day you started behaving strangely, why was he so damn observant? "Oh.. really?" You said, no bullshit lies or excuses coming to your tongue, so you tried to laugh it off instead, saying something about a coincidence. "Did me sharing that make you uncomfortable?" He said, making you immediately reassure him that was absolutely not the case.

He turned the car onto your street, driving slowly down the dark path and towards your house. The two of you have been friends for the longest time, spending practically every second together any chance you got, so of course he knew the way to your house like the back of his hand.

"Oh my god no! No choso, really it's.. it's nothing.." You panicked slightly, not wanting him to feel bad for you being a perv and not being able to control yourself over a piercing. You sighed heavily, scrunching your face up as you seriously contemplated telling him what was really going on with you today.

No matter what you did you couldn't stop imagining your oblivious best friend's tongue between your legs, flicking your clit with his tongue and teasing the bud with the cold metal. You wanted to feel guilty you really did, but the vision was too delicious to feel any remorse.

"Does it turn you on?" He asked, pulling into your driveway and putting the car into part before he unbuckled himself and turned his body to face you. The expression on his face was unreadable, which made you nervous. Your face was heating up, and your mouth dropped open and closed like a fish out of water, trying to think of a response as your brain processed his unexpected words. You really didn't want your long-term secret crush on your best friend to be exposed like this.

"The piercing, does it turn you on?" He asked again, rephrasing his question. Oh god.. he was going to call you a perv and kick you out of the car, leaving you cold and alone in your own driveway if you said yes right? He would definitely think you were weird, who thinks about their best friend in that way?

You opted to shut your mouth, as you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and nodded as softly as you could, unsure of your own actions. He looked past you, scanning the outside around the two of you to make sure there were no witnesses before he spoke his next words. "Wanna find out why I actually got this piercing?" He asked, making your face turn a dark shade of crimson as you whispered out a needy, "Please.."

--

"Fuck- Ohmygod right there Choso- Fuck!" Your hands dug into his soft strands of hair as he ate you out like a man starved. He had you on your back in the backseat of the car, legs splayed out for him as he laid between them, feasting on your cunt. He flattened his tongue out against your clit, making sure the ball of the piercing was kissing the little bud before he shook his head back and forth, stimulating your clit against it.

It had happened so fast, he had leaned forward and pressed your lips together, asking if this was okay before he unbuckled your seatbelt while you were distracted, and somehow the two of you had ended up in the backseat. You weren't sure why he didn't just drag you inside but you couldn't lie that the thrill of doing something like this in the car was exciting.

Choso scissored his fingers in and out of you, abusing your g-spot with the pads of his digits as they curled up against it. His tongue was working you over so well, he drew his name over and over on your clit, occasionally sucking it into his warm mouth and humming around it, sending delicious vibrations through your cunt.

Choso had never told you about any of his sexual conquests, so you werent really sure what to expect in terms of how well he would do when he said he was going to eat you out. Now you were begining to think he had a side job as a porn star or something because his technique was unreal.

"H-how are you so fucking g-good mph!" You cut yourself off with a whine when he suckled your clit particularly hard, making your body jolt against him. Truthfully, Choso had never eaten anyone out before, but he most definitely had watched porn and practiced on his hand for the day he got the courage to ask you out.

He wasn't expecting the opportunity to fall into his lap this easily, so when he saw your eyes light up at his piercing, he internally thanked the gods that you caught a glimpse of it in the sun, which led to him revealing the jewelry to you.

Choso always paid the utmost attention to you, without you even knowing it. He knew what you liked and disliked, he even so much as knew every detail about your tone and facial expressions to make sure you were constantly pleased and comfortable, he always wanted the best for you after all.

He watched how people would break your heart and toss you aside like you were nothing, it alwasy made him furious. They were absolute idiots to give you up, he hated seeing you sad over some unemployed nobody who never really cared about you from the start. Althogh he hated them, he couldnt help but feel a little grateful for them. If it werent for them taking you for granted, you might be in a relationship still, and the two of you wouldnt be in his backseat right now.

Choso moaned against your core when your hands tightened in his hair, rolling his eyes at the feeling of your nails digging into his scalp. "Does it feel good?" He said back, knowing damn well your answer. "Yes, yes Choso, fuck!" You moaned, dropping your chin to watch him work between your thighs.

He was already looking at you when your eyes locked with his. His eyebrows scrunched together upon feeling your gaze, keeping his dark eyes on yours as he ate you out with more vigor, drinking in your body’s every reaction to his tongue. The vibrations from his deep groans were going to push you over the edge. "Choso- Choso I'm close," You whined, fighting your eyes from rolling back in your head so you could keep your eyes on his and watch him do his thing.

He was so unbelievably handsome like this, the streetlights casting beautiful shadows on his face, and his expression was so needy it made your heart skip a beat. The way his eyebrows mimicked your expressions whenever he did something that felt particularly good, was so hot, he was so attentive.

The man between your legs was feeling drunk. This was something he only dreamed of and it was actually happening. He felt like his cock was going to burst from just tasting you alone, but he would gladly make home between your thighs forever. "Please," He begged from between your legs, scrunching his eyebrows together as he ate you out with more vigor.

He released his fingers from your tight hole and opted to replace them with his tongue, pressing his face as tightly against you as he could to make sure his tongue was fucking inside you as deep as possible, making sure to lick his tongue upwards against your walls so you could feel his piercing inside you. His fingers came to rub little circles on your clit with expert precision, making your legs start to shake.

You dug your nails against his scalp as you humped your hips against his face, hearing his muffled moans encourage you from between your thighs. "Ohmygod Choso! I-I'm cumming-" You wined before you felt the knot start to unravel. Choso swore he almost came in his pants at how sensually you cried out his name, mentally recording it for later.

He kept up his ministrations on your pussy, drinking up everything you gave him as you came hard on his face, squishing his soft cheeks between your thighs. He was mesmerized as he watched your body shake and curl in on itself, he stared at your mouth as it dropped open and spilled out profanities and whines of his name, broken on your tongue. When your back relaxed against the seat of the car once more he slowed his fingers on your clit, careful to not overstimulate you.

"Holy f-fuck Choso." You whispered, leaving your hands in his hair and running them through your own, wiping the sweat from your forehead. You took a quick look around in the post haze of your orgasm and noticed how foggy the windows were, so much for trying not to be obvious; anyone with half a brain would know what was going on if they walked past your car.

After he made sure he licked you clean, he pulled his face back and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, raising his body to sit comfortably on the seat as his other large hand came to caress your thigh soothingly. "Was that okay?" He asked, looking at you like a puppy.

"Okay?" You repeated, astonished he was asking as if he didn't just witness how hard you came, "I'm pretty sure that was the best orgasm I've ever had in my life." You laughed, making him smile at your words as your hand came down on top of his while he was petting your thigh. "Thank felt so good Choso, thank you." You said blushing as you closed your legs, noticing how exposed you were in comparison to him.

Of course, he picked up on this, he reached over to pick up your previously discarded panties from the floor of the car, wiping them off before he handed them, alone with your pants, to you. You said your thanks to him and he nodded shyly, a stark difference to how he was acting moments ago. It wasn't till you were almost finished getting dressed again when you noticed his massive boner. How did you not see it before? You felt so bad for letting him sit like that for god knows how long.

"Choso, you're hard." You said, stating the obvious. The man blushed and pulled his t-shirt over his hard-on to cover it. "Let me take care of it for you." You offered, leaning your body over his and placing your hands on his toned thighs, "I-Its okay-" His warm hands came down to grab your forearms, stopping you. "What? Really? It doesn't look okay," You giggled, looking up between your lashes at him.

Of course, he wanted you to get him off, that sounded perfect, but he needed to properly take care of you first. Your legs were still trembling and you were still out of breath, on top of that he could tell you were tired; that orgasm had taken a lot out of you, so he could wait. "Don't worry about me, I'll go down." He assured, rubbing his hands on your wrists soothingly and making you hum. "I still need to clean you up and make sure you're okay." He finished, making you blush. No man has ever said that to you before, and no man has ever eaten you out before tonight either but you wouldn't tell Choso that right now.

Truthfully, you were feeling tired, and the prospect of Choso cleaning you up didnt sound half bad right now, "Are you sure? It really wont take long." You offered one last time. He smiled and pushed your arms off of his thighs so he could leave the car, "Im sure, some other time." He said boldly, making you nod silently as he opened the car door and stepped out.

You started to do the same but his voice stopped you in your tracks, "Don't move." He ordered, so you didn't. It didn't take long after he shut his own door that he was opening yours, Choso now standing in front of you as he leaned inside the car and scooped you into his arms, making you giggle as he slammed the door behind him. "Choso! I can walk." You laughed, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as he held you in a princess carry.

"Don't wanna take any chances, your legs are still trembling pretty hard." He said, making you blush and want to hide away at his exposing words. "I think you're the sweetest man I'll ever know." You said to him, smiling at his blushing face as he quickly avoided his eyes with yours. He moved his hand to effortlessly type in your door code as he brought the both of you inside, away from the chilly air.

I better be, he wanted to say, but opted to only acknowledge your words with a hum as the front door clicked shut behind the both of you.

[rayraelleaizawa]

They say something hurtfull in an argument

TW: sad, slight angst, fighting

Characters: Shanks, Beckmann, Mihawk

Side note: a bit ooc cause they'd never say something like that but we live for angst

Part 2: Making up after an argument

Shanks

"Why do you always have to be drunk?" i asked him as he woke up with yet another hangover. Being together with Shanks is amazing, he loves you, he gives you everything you could wish for and more, but there is one thing you hate about his beheaviour: the constant drinking.

"Because we are pirates, we have to party" Shanks answered with a grin before he groans due to his headache.

"This drinking will kill you one time, do you know that? It's also a huge downturn in bed when i want to kiss you and all i can smell is alcohol on your breath." You kept on complaining, tired of this. "Alcohol damages your body so much, do you want to die so much earlier or what?" you snapped at him.

"Maybe I need something to make me feel better about your constant bickering." Shanks said with a growl, the grin disappearing.

You halted in your tracks. A look of hurt crossed your face as you shut your mouth close. Sadness welled up inside you at the thought, that you were also a reason why he kept on having this extremly unhealthy habit.

"I'm sorry then" you said quietly and walked out of your shared quarters, now probably only his quarters, cause you werent sure if you want to go back there and sleep next to him.

You were just worried about him, why didnt you notice that you were annoying him with that? You never said anything, helped him out of all his problems that he caused by himself with his childish demeanour, you only scolded him when he hurt himself. He never hurts others, he only lets himself get hurt. And that frustrated you beyond believe.

Didnt he know how much you cared for him? Did he even care? Are you even enough to make him start to look out for himself?

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you hid yourself in an empty room on the ship. You tried so much to accept his drinking habbits, you didnt even ask him to stop, just to not be drunk 6 and a half days of the week, and that every week.

You burried your face in your knees and cried. Where you that insufferable that he hurts his own body just to be able to endure your company? If you left, then he wouldnt do this to himself anymore, right?

Benn Beckman

"Really? Another one?"

You say annoyed as you watch your boyfriend light up another cigarette.

"Yes. Another one."

He plainly answers. You guys had this discussion before. You wanted him to smoke less, he said he'd try to but the amount doesnt get any less.

"Benn this really damages your lungs. Cant you please try to smoke less?"

You asked again, and he sighed annoyed.

"They help me relax."

You started to get annoyed by his short answers.

"You could relax with other stuff. You could take a bath, or i could massage you, or we could just spend time together."

You suggested as he sighed out audibly annoyed.

"And you think after all the work and stress I have the whole day I want to spend it around a person which constantly nags on me and where i cant let my mind settle even a bit?"

He snapped, looking at you angrily. You looked at him with an unmoving face before you adverted your eyes. You didnt want to show him that his words hurt.

"I'm sorry, I didnt know you couldnt let your guard down around me."

You said defeated, turning around and slowly walking away. You could hear him say your name quietly but you didnt want to turn around. You just walked under deck and into your cabin. You sat down on your desk and started working, tears running down your face as you felt a coldness within you.

Does he not trust me enough? I didnt know that I am a stress factor for him.

Dark thoughts pleagued your mind as you tried to just work through your feelings. You tried to not be even more of a burden. Tears ran down your face, some of them hitting the desk and some hitting the papers with the lists and research about the treasures your crew had gotten lately.

Benn works so hard, and I never made him feel better. I just added to his stress. He'd be better off alone, right?

Dracule Mihawk

"Could you please tell me when you plan on leaving?"

You said to Mihawk as he came back after two months without telling you that he'll be gone.

"Why? I have my own free will if i remember correctly."

"Because I worry about you when you just suddenly disappear! It isnt that hard to just leave a note or something when you cant tell me in the face that you have to leave."

You were angry at him. What did he think? He was your boyfriend so why couldnt he just tell you when he left for weeks?

He puts down his hat and went to get some vine but you stopped him. Him not even looking at you makes you feel like you're unimportant to him, that this whole matter is of no interest to him.

"Do you really care so little about my feelings? Or am I just a nuissance to you right now that you cant even stop walking when I talk with you."

He then looked at you, annoyance but also a sign of being unbothered on his face.

"You're acting like a child. If I leave again and dont come back you'll at least know why now."

He said that so matter of factly that you were stunned about his coldness. He moved around you to the kitchen to grab some vine, and you just stood there.

Did he really just say that I am the reason why he doesnt want to come home anymore?

You shook your head slightly, recalling his words again and trying not to be hurt by them. As you hear his steps starting to come back, you hurried out of the room and into your shared bedroom. Tears streamed down your face as you tried to make it make sense.

When did he start hating to come back to you? What exactly was so annoying about you? Why didnt he just tell you that he didnt like your behaviour anymore? Does he even like you anymore?

All those thoughts were running through your head as you packed the little clothes and stuff you owned. You didnt touch a thing that he bought for you. If he wanted to leave and not come back, then you will make it easier for him and leave on your own. That's what he wants, isnt it?

After you finished packing you quietly stepped out of his castle and made your way into the woods. Tears were still streaming down your face, but you ignored them. This was for the best, right?

[sweetpianoxoxo]

Cold Hands, Warm Heart - Aemond Targaryen Headcanon

"And when i saw you, I fell in love, and you smiled, because you knew." - William Shakespeare . The only Daughter of Lord Stark is married to Aemond Targaryen.

Warnings: doesn't follow the plot of hotd, cregan sides with the greens just for the sake of this marriage agreement, but he's still noble your honor🙏, smut, fluff, very protective aemond, sorta ooc, dislike for alicent as a mother, cregan ships them, religious insecurities, part two?

The young lady of winterfell was by all accounts, a rare bird of the north. She had long, curled ginger locks and a face that held strength in beauty.

She was said to be a kind soul, eager to help the people of her community, feeding the beggars and filling the pockets of the poor. Creating homes for orphaned babes, and safe places to work for both men and women selling themselves to get buy.

Aemond wondered why Lord Stark had petioned him for his daughter. Sure, be was notoriously less rowdy than his brother, however he was not said to be any more kind or forgiving, besides, would a woman as charitable as her not make for an excellent queen? He did not wish for a kind wife, he needed someone hardened for when the war started.

Of course, the moment he laid his eyes on her he wanted her for himself, and he was ecstatic he hadnt asked the council to change their minds.

Lady stark was not excited for her bethroal. She had heard of the targaryen prince, Aemond One-Eye. She had heard tales of his brutality, even around children, and she was horrified she would be expected to conceive with a man who is said to hate babies.

Of course, she would normally assume most of these to be rumours and lies, but jacareys talked to her while he visited Winterfell, to plead his mothers case. He may have lost in her fathers eyes, however he gave the young stark girl information she couldnt do without.

He told her that Aemond was a brute and he wasnt capable of love. Jacareys explained in his detail, how Aemond attacked them as children, forcing his younger brother to retaliate and ever since then his uncle hated children.

Of course, Lady stark didnt know this was an exaggerating claim of a man sprung with jealousy. She'd be married to Lucerys, Jacareys' younger brother had Cregan agreed with Rhaenyras cause, and Aemond had he agreed with Alicent. He had an agenda

Now, lady stark wasnt naive. She knew the prince couldnt be the monster jacareys described him to be, however she wouldnt discredit the words of his cousin, nor a man she aspired to be her friend

They met in the throne room upon her arrival perhaps a moon and a half from their wedding, late, late at night. The only others in the room were King Aegon (who was very upset to be woken), Alicent, Ser Otto, Helaena (who had also been upset to be woken), Ser Cole, and a couple trusted servents. They wouldnt wake the whole palace for a meeting, instead they'd hold a grand feast on the morrow to intoduce House Stark, and the preperations for wedding.

Lady Stark and her father would come in the room wearing thin furs made purposely for the trip. There was an obvious fondness to represent their house as they strode closer to the group, Aemond could spot a silver pendent on her necklace, holding a direwolf sigil, and it shone in the candlelight of the throneroom.

Aemond stepped forward, instantly entranced with his betrothed. She was as if a winter princess born of an affair between gods of snow and beauty.

He outstretched his hand to take hers and took of her glove, slowly. He bowed as he kissed her hand and although the act was very much so appropriate, it felt sensual in the way he stared up at her.

"My young lady Stark, its an honour to meet your acquaintance, i hope we'll be able to spend much time together before we are wed." There was a certain knowingness in his voice, a joking tone that made even the tried King crack a smile and snort, and have Cregan glare a dagger into Aemonds one eye.

The rest of the introductions were boring and Aemond stared at his to-be-bride the whole time, only looking away as the stark family was brought to their chambers.

The next day, before the feast, Aemond would look for his bethrothed in her chambers and not find her, he'd soon find her in one of the smaller libraries in the palace.

"I can show you to our grand library if you'd wish. The books here are merely copies of them and theres many more in there, believe me." He startled her enough to cause the peaceful expression on her face to falter and make her jump a bit. "My apologies, i didnt know a wolf would be so jumpy."

Their conversation went on from there, he asked her about what she was so interested in, and she told him it was the Targaryen history. He didnt want to admit how that warmed his heart a bit, and instead told her that the grand library would certainly have more informed books, he of course also slipped in that his own personal library had some additions he'd be happy to show her.

She dismissed his shameless flirting, but took him up on his offer to see the bigger library.

He asked for her arm as they walked through the halls and she gave it to him wordlessly. Aemond was almost startled at how quiet she was being.

When they arrived at the library, Lady Stark noticed a guard at the front doors and must have looked puzzled enough for Aemond to take it as a sign to answer her unspoken question.

"There are scrolls and scripts in here worth more than a kings ransom, my dearest. All precious things must be protected."

Aemond watched as his bethrothed walked around the library, observing the organization before carefully walking to the section she wanted. "V" for Valyrian. She thumbed through pages of the first book she picked up and bit her cheek

After selecting two books from that section, she moved behind bookshelves out of Aemonds' sight, and reappeared in the "T" section. She was holding three more books.

Aemond would stride over to her silently, he wouldnt get too close in a bit of fear of spooking her, and yet he still startled her.

"Let me hold them." Lady stark smirked a little bit. Oh, so he was a gentleman, too? She briefly wondered if it was because she was a woman he was being so kind, or had Jacaerys been bluffing in how brutish the prince was?

"Some of these are about the north?" Aemond questioned, "Do you not know the history of your own home?"

"Of course i do!" She bit back, a bit angry at his insinuation. "I'd wish to learn what you southerners learn of our home. How you talk about our people and our land." She justified herself graciously. Aemond shocked her by apologizing. He wasn't someone she had ever expected to bow to a woman, and yet he bowed below her, took her hand, and kissed it gently.

"I would never intend to offend you, my lady."

Within a week and a half, Aemond and Lady Stark had become very close. Alicent was almost proud of her son for being so dutiful before he was even married.

Aemond enjoyed Lady Starks' presence. She was smart. Smarter than his dimwitted brother, more sensible than his kooky sister, he felt like they were on an even playing field mentally.

Lady stark, however, was just enjoying a break from the roughness that comes from Winterfell. Men there were chivalrous, sure, but they lacked warmth, Aemond one eye was filled with fire.

She didn't trust him yet, she wasnt sure if she ever could despite him never having done anything wrong to her. She found him kind, almost too kind. It went against everything anyone had ever said about him

Before long, Aemond started noticing a chance in lady starks demeanor. She was more generally sad looking, and she kept away from the people she used to look forward to being with, her maidens for tea time, Helaena, and even Aemond.

Aemond became noticeably angrier theoughout the week she distanced herself. He was upset, and he couldn't figure out why.

It was Lord Cregan Stark who had settled the tension. He had found Aemond in his study and knocked sternly to get his attention.

"You've been good to my daughter boy, made her happier than any other northern man, so I'll tell you this:" he'd begin coming closer into the room, catching Aemonds attention. "She is connected to home. Winterfell is her place. She is a baby of snow and ice. Those connections can not be broken, and it's not just to the cold. Her faith, her tradition, its all been engraved in her head and now she cannot have any of that, be gracious."

At first, Aemond almost took it as an insinuation that he couldn't make her happy because he wasn't a northerner, but he wasn't as quick to temper and thought of it logically. He was her father, of course he'd know her better then he did.

Aemond knew that lady stark believed in the old gods, but he had assumed it was in the same way his family believed in the seven, loosely. He hadn't taken interest in her religious traditions, and he should've.

He prided himself on being a smart, insightful man and as he fell more attarcted to Lady Stark. He knew he wanted to be a good husband, and eventually a good father.

Lady Stark had been missing her home. She missed sitting under the heart trees with her brother Rickon and reading him stories of the strong warriors of the old north. She missed the stew made for supper almost every week, and she missed praying before it every time, praying to her gods.

She didn't mean to push people away she just needed some space. Everyone she talked to in kingslanding unintentionally pushed their culture on her with every interaction.

She had taken all meals in her room or the given study used between her family and spent all her time in the smaller libraries and her chambers.

She wasn't isolating herself, she just wanted familarity.

As she traveled back from the east wing library to her own chambers, she noticed a lack of guards in her family's guest hall

Disregarding the fact, she would go to her own chambers and drop a heavy stack of books on a table near the entrance.

Aemond was sitting on her bed.

He was thumbing through a book lady stark recognized as her fathers. A Winterfell Tradition and History guide. Lady Stark thought about what she had said when they first met in the library, that she wanted to know what southerners write about them, and she had told him later that it was barbarically uncharacteristic.

He was showing an initiative to learn about her interest. He atleast in his head he was trying. He talked to his grandfather, Ser Otto, and asked if their was any way to have a godswood somewhere he could take his wife when they wed, somewhere he could create a place of worship for lady stark so despite being a three days dragon trip from home, could feel like she had a place.

He knew this wouldn't solve the total matter. He would have to do more to help her feel like Kings Landing would be her home just as much as winterfell was. But he hoped it may have been a beginning.

"Aemond," she broke him out of his reading. He knew she was there, of course, but he hadn't looked up.

"You dont need to acknowledge me if you dont like. I'll sit on the edge of your bed and let you do whatever in silence. I can't stand being away from you anymore, my dear, im sorry, i didn't think of how hard your adjustment has been. I'd like to help you in any way, even if it's just being by your side." He stood up as she walked closer. "Your interests are important to me. Your history is. The first thing you did when you came here was learn about my history, and i should've taken the initiative to do the same."

Lady stark felt like crying. He was emotionally invested in her and wanted to be with her. He wanted to learn her.

The couple had a conversation for hours, moving to sit in a position where she was lying in his chest. She had told him it was wrong and sinful to lay together before marriage, but neither really cared.

They read the book together, Lady stark smiling widely as she pointed out some of her ancestry, and Aemond some of her favourite childhood stories.

By the end of the night, Lady Stark realized she was happy with this arrangement. She had been wrong about Aemond, and the idea of marrying him no longer scared her.

[verysanebsdfan]

My favs x bday!reader

Saiki Kusuo (the disastrous life of saiki k), Muichiro Tokito (demon slayer), Killua Zoldyck (hunter x hunter), Neuvillette(genshin impact), Dazai Osamu (bungo stray dogs), our!Ciel Phantomhive (black butler) (seperately) x bday!reader

Synopsis: them with s/o who has birthday, how they celebrate, what do they do etc.

MASTERLIST!!

Notes: IT'S MY BDAY GUYSSS!!! I honestly wanna go back to being a little child, but oh well, i still have a few years. probably contains grammatical errors but oh well. not proofread. Am I happy with it? no. Am I gonna publish this? absolutely. i also wanted to include Bram Stoker from bsd but my brain was blank and i had no ideasss :((

cw: none i think?

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Saiki Kusuo:

Would not make you a surprise party, but i feel like he would buy you your favourite cake, pastry, sweets, snack...just something that he know would make you happy. Nothing extravagant, just an average present, from an average guy. It's the thought that counts<3 Would like to spend some quality time with you, but if you wanna hang out with friends or spend time with family, he doesnt mind. He would make sure everything goes smoothly and you would be safe tho<3 Prolly wouldnt make a big deal out of this...It is just birthday after all, but he loves to see you happy soo<3

Happy birthday y/n...i hope you like the (favourite dessert) i got you

Muichiro Tokito:

It really depends, if you are a demon slayer, you would maybe have private training session, and a cute lunch on a break. Now if you aren't a demon slayer (condolences) he'd make time for you'd watch clouds together, eat lunch and spend some time together, but he is busy so... :( I bet he was smiling teh rest fo teh day though :3

Look...that clouds looks just like (favourite animal)...happy birthday y/n...i love you

Killua Zoldyck:

Thinks celebrating something like an anniversary of your birth is stupid :3 Would definitely ask Gon for gift ideas<3 Now, if you are helping Gon find his dad too, I feel like you two would end up having a play fight of a sort? Yk, to train your nen:3 But if you dont, or its already some time after the og plot line, he'd take you on a date, and give you choco robots! Tease you a little too!

look at yourself, in a few years, i wont even be able to call you a baby :3 is it just me or youre even more beatiful? must come witha age:3 Happy Birthday silly:3

Neuvillette:

Humans celebrate the anniversary of their birth? Why? He asks, why celebrate being even closer to death. It scared him...your death...It's so close, yet so far. When you explained him that it's to commemorate your past years, and celebrate what's to come. he understood, after all, humans have only finite amount of years to live, so he was going to make yours the best possible. He would clear up his schedule, or at least try. He would get you flowers and then he would take you to a romantic dinner to the finest restaurant in all of Fontaine, and then to a romantic walk by the shore, to watch otters (:3) He hopes many of these so called birthdays of yours would come.

Mon amour...we should do this more often, not only on special occasions...I love you so much...and these..."birthdays" only remind me of...future without you...

Dazai Osamu:

My man will ask you to commit double suicide i am not even joking. Honestly would either not gaf about your birthday or would be really attentive and romantic and i cannot decide.

Would you be willing to commit double suicide with me, on this important day? *smack*

our!Ciel Phantomhive:

It's not like i am lazy to write, but it's really hard to think of anything okay. I believe you would have tea party. A lot of Earl grey tea, a lot of sweets...and chess or other board games. You will just spend quality time with him...and technically Sebastian too, since he will be tending to your needs, and preparing all the food :3

Happy birthday dearest, i hope the cake is to your liking, i had Sebastian prepare it out of the finest ingredients

[shnoob]

Sally Face HC’s (Valentine's Day Edition)

A/N: Back with more Sally Face HCs! I realized I never did anything for Valentine's Day, so I’m making content for everybody I write about for it! Sorry this is 2 months lateeee :D. JayVik coming soon ;)

C/W: None!

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Sal Fisher:  

So nervous about Valentine's Day. Even if you guys have been dating for a while, we all know that deep down he is always going to worry, just the slightest. 

He is not a man of words, but instead through actions. You may not get a card with words upon words on how he cherishes you, but you’ll know through how he gets you your favorite food, or as a gift that plush that you’ve secretly been eyeing for the past few times you’ve been at the mall when you thought Sal wasnt looking. 

Although he is always gentle, especially today he is your knight in shining armor. Making you breakfast, letting you take your time on getting ready, anything and everything that he can do to make your day 10x better he is more than willing to do. 

Doing the little gestures that may feel small to some people feel so big to him, so he makes sure to double up on those as well.

 Even though he’s not good at words, he can muster up a song. (The real truth though is that he has been working on it for months to surprise you, but he’ll keep that part a secret.) 

A lot of his gifts for this day are homemade, so things like a camera album, and Mason Jar bouquets are his specialty. (And you eat it up every time 😋). 

Definitely conspired with Larry to make sure he got the best gifts possible for you. Being worried that you wouldnt like them, Larry comforted him into confidence. Sal also would ask your friends if you were looking at anything special, so whenever you would come around they would all smirk and Sal would awkwardly change the subject, hoping you wouldn’t catch on.  

 He would take you out to Wendigo Lake, as you guys aren't fans of crazy places like a restaurant, especially on the night of love. Setting up a whole picnic for you, you’d sit beside the water as you chat the night away eating, joking about how you’ll push each other in. 

Larry Johnson:  

Although Larry can be seen as the laid-back one, he definitely has his worries too! Sal and Larry would bond over being nervous of you guys not liking your gifts, but they comfort each other into believing you will like them. (At least, he hopes.) 

Much more of a words of affirmation and quality time, so you will get a long sappy message about how much you mean to him. Whether that be a letter or message, I can personally see him doing both. 

He’d get gifts surrounded more by things you can do together, which would be arts and crafts! Such as making bracelets, rings, or a jar with love affirmations so you two never forget :). 

In secret, Larry made a painting just for you that he’s been hiding ever since you noticed the canvas in the corner of his room covered in a drape. He’s honestly surprised he was able to keep you away from it for so long. (Spoilers, it's of you, his muse.) 

Planned out a date for you two together, but not out at a restaurant. Instead, he’d be more interested in spending it out and about, wherever you want to go is a place he wants to be. Whether that be cuddling on the couch, or watching a movie, that is perfect paradise. 

Honestly, he won’t say this out loud, but he is such a romantic.  

Ashley Campbell:

You know our girl has had this planned for ages. Honestly probably started scheming even before it was in the realm to worry about.  

Is SUCH a big gift giver, so she will go all out for you. Card full of loving messages, your favorite candies, plushies, and everything for a perfect Valentine's basket! 

She won’t let it stop there however, she wants you to feel loved and special, so a reservation out somewhere is just the thing. Especially out of the city so you two can have a romantic “riding on her motorcycle” moment. 

You’d leave the restaurant early, however, since you have the whole night together, why not explore all around the city? You hit the landmarks; stores, shows, parks, anywhere your heart takes you.  

Once you both are all tuckered out for the night, you’d go for one last drive around. Not anywhere, in particular, just looking around the beautiful scenery before heading back to Nockfell.  

Take a pit spot at the Wendigo Lake to sit and rest. Cuddle up by the moonlight, looking into the water while holding hands and embracing each other before having to split for the night. You remember that night forever :).

[capitalisticveins]

okay why do you think went wrong with Michael and Angel? do you have any thoughts on it bookie

Their breakup is a mystery I wish I could solve, Angel stuck with David during their early days, and he was so unbearable, its hard to think of smth Michael could’ve done for them to break up with him.

Then you take into consideration that their break up ended with Angel leaving HIM with the cat, instead of taking her with them, so it should’ve been a break that left them as friends (or not enemies one could say).

So that pretty much rules out cheating, abuse, or anything that could paint Michael as a horrible person.

Can’t rlly say long distance either since he took the cat that they owned so he had to have lived close by or with Angel at the time of their relationship.

Angel works an office job and they’ve been seen as a workaholic at times (coming home late, David already knowing that Angel would try to get up early to start work on their laptop, etc etc), so maybe if we enter that into the equation it could be something on Angel’s side that could’ve ended their relationship 🤔

Angel has also been seen sacrificing their own mental health to not bother the people they love (when they didnt want to tell David abt what happened at work so he wouldnt have to worry abt it)

Put this together and I came up with this:

Angel prioritized their work and job over time with Michael and their cat, often working overtime or doing double shifts which unknowingly cut time they could spend with him. After a while they saw how this affected their relationship, both them and Michael growing distant, and instead of talking with him or attempting to back down on working so hard, they broke up with him in order for him to be able to move on rather than be “chained to their bad habits”.

After a bit of him trying to make them take back their decision, he saw it was ultimately fruitless and unwillingly agreed to break up, with Angel deciding to leave him with the cat so she wouldn’t be neglected.

The break-up ended with them remaining good friends and in contact, but Angel did continue to overwork until they burnt out— around the time they met David a year later

I doubt this is what happened but with Michael not being mentioned since the jealous audio this is all I got 🙏

[grossdyke]

ok i’ll be the freak to ask about it… rosier twins having children elaboration pleaseeeee 🙏🏻🤲🏻

LANEEEE let me tell you..

so.. evan, to me, and inspired by other peoples hc’s of evan (especially saints), is a freaky little scientist with necrophilic tendencies + anatomy obsessed. he spends so much time thinking and wondering and jacking off to the idea of cutting pandora up. not because he wants to kill her but because he wants to see her insides. he makes little drawings of her cut open and gifts them to her 🤍🤍 she finds it super romantic, and while she’s equally strange and disturbing, she’s not disturbing in that evil scientist way. she leans more towards spirituality and idealistic tendencis, she’s a dreamer. she thinks that evan was made for her, and that she was made for him. whereas evan doesn’t necessarily belives that they were made for each other in the romantic sense, but more in a you belong to me, we belong to each other in this unique way that no one can ever understand, and i have a right to do whatever i want with you, just as much as you have a right to do whatever you want to me, because we’re the same (and that, in and of itself, is romantic to him) <- and his gorey fantasies are a way for him to get off on where they’re similar and where they differ

anyway. so i think evan would want to have children in that sort of detached way where they’re simply an extension of him and pandora and he’s curious. it’s almost like an experiment to him. he wants to see what they could create together, who they would be, what they would look like, who they’ll take after more, etc. would they have twins?? would they turn out genetically fucked up? would they be beautiful like his sister? perverted like them? he’s taking notes every step of the way and they’re 100% home-schooled

pandora would also want children because they would be extension of her and evan, but not in the same scientific psychosexual way evan wants them. evan was made for her, she was made for evan, and their children would be made from them. she’s also curious, wanting to see what they could create from the both of them, but more in an idealistic way. they would be perfect, because they’d be theirs. this is where i see cersei lannister and pandora overlapping lmao.. she wouldnt be able to objective when it came to their children, because something that came from them could never be wrong <- deeply fucked up woman who would not be a good mother. just like evan would be an absolute nightmare of a father……

[mrsouprnova]

!!Yap session ahead!!

Can someone explain the moicy ship to me? I really dont get it lol

So, you take the evil scientist who broke up like 2 marriages (widow and gabe) abuses people and animals, manipulates and experiments on people

And you make her kiss the woman that literally doesnt want to know overwatch or talon😭 (shes relluctant to work with overwatch after they (TORBJORN.) Adjusted her inventions so they could be used for hurting as well as healing people. Like she literally only works there because she cant stand to watch civilians be hurt after losing her parents

HOW WOULD THAT EVEN WORK😭 i cannot grasp that concept. Moira puts her work before ANYTHING. surely, even if they did date, moira wouldnt spend any time with mercy unless she was fucking experimenting on her💀. I dont think its even possible without changing moiras whole ambition of experimenting and not letting anybody stop her

(Aroace Moira for the win)

Like her whole thing is being a non-stop evil scientist

And mercy HATES her. She knows about the experiments and thinks its cruel and unjust

Moira doesnt care that mercy thinks that, and thats it💀

And people were like "MAKE THEM KISS"

Maybe its because im not into shipping so much but i dont get it at all LOL

If you had to ship her with any talon agent id say widow

She wants to help Widow she feels sorry for her. Like she knows she can help her she just cant get to her and wont be able to get her to listen

Then theres also pharmercy- MERCY KNEW PHARAH AS A CHILD, IS THAT NOT GROOMING😭 "mercy stopped aging" MERCY KNEW PHARAH AS A CHILD.😭

"OOHHH MRSOUPRNOVA!!! YOU LIKE MCHANZO/YEEHAN"

Ok yeah mchanzo/yeehan isnt too probable, but it could happen

Sure cole only knows hanzo as "the guy who killed my best friend" /hj but genjis VERY CLEAR that hes forgiven hanzo

So really spuriken/mcgenji is more likely to happen than mchanzo (from someone whos not really into spuriken)

And eitherway it wouldnt really be abusive

We know coles a silly cowboy guy whod be out here calling him "huckleberry" and all that

But people portray hanzo as moody and mean when hes really not all that mean

Sure hes broody and reserved, but hes not HORRIBLE lol-? He literally told sojurn he wants to settle down and have a dog someday, i dont think that relationship would be toxic lol

In compariosn, Hanzos hobbys include wood carving and possibly caring for dogs

Moiras include: *checks notes* abusing people and animals for a personal goal through experimentation? /hj

They'd (yeehan) definitely have some forks in the road, yknow with hanzo seemingly having trust issues and all that but its not borderline abuse x traumatised lol

Someone explain it to me because I DONT GET IT

(Also no hate to moira😋 shes an asshole but shes such a cool and well seveloped character lol

And no hate to these ships bc clearly thry change moiras personality enough to slap her in a relationship, but i dont get it AT ALL as to why people would even think to slam those two together out of everyone lol)

[cxyotl]

fuck it. van der linde gang members rated by how willing i would be to actually go fishing with them as someone who is autistic about fishing:

arthur: 9/10. would be 10, i feel like hes a great sportsman and would be mindful with the catch and release, but hes a little too self deprecating. ur scaring away the fish dude.

john: 9/10. also a great sportsman. i think he has plenty of respect for the fish but if he fell into the water i wouldnt be able to save him and that stresses me out.

abigail: 6/10. she seems like the type to just wanna hang out by you and watch and talk to you, which i always find a little awkward. maybe she’d ask to lend the rod for a couple goes which i wouldnt mind, and i WOULD love to just chat with her, but i’d probably just put my rod away and spend that time sitting with her and chatting.

jack: 2/10 he doesnt give a SHITTTTT. and hes like four years old what the hell do i talk about with a four year old. i do really enjoy helping others learn how to fish so maybe if it was me, him, and one other person i like out on the water together i could handle it. 12 year old jack is the same. 19 year old jack, i think i could convince him to go fishing but he still wouldnt rlly be game so :/

dutch: 0/10. he’d try to manipulate me into sharing my bait with him. also i feel like he’d talk about his stupid philosophy book too much and i’d have to drown him right there.

hosea: 9/10. solid grandpa & grandson fishing time. hell yes. supportive, chill, would probably buy us both drinks before the trip. he’s such an interesting guy i would never tire from hearing one of his random lore drops and i think he would listen to me too.

miss grimshaw: 3/10. i’m worried she’d yell at me over something small like. idk my choice of bait. and im so scared of disappointing her. idk if we’d have much to talk about either.

tilly: 10/10 i’d worry that im boring her but the conversation would be soooo fucking fire i think. shes real asf i think we’d be able to have some loooong talks about the gossip surrounding people in camp or like. the goals we have and how achievable we think they are. she’d totally get a little competitive and challenge me about which of us catches more, and she’d knock me CLEAN on my ass but i wouldnt even mind.

karen: 8/10. she kinda reminds me of my tia so i’d be nervous to invite her, but i think by the time we get to the spot we’d be able to enjoy our time. she’s really fun i think she’d catch a few fish and then go like “hey heres a crazy idea. lets jump in the freezing cold water.” definitely not the type to want to clean the fish though. and i might have to set up her rod for her bc she just doesnt feel like doin it that day.

mary-beth: 8/10. i think she’d really enjoy the fight when reeling in a fish, and i think she would really enjoy the peaceful time out in nature you get with fishing, but then again she might go super quiet and use it as like “ohhh my god i need to pay attention to everything thats going on rn so that if i ever write a character who goes fishing i know Exactly how it feels and how it works” and then it’d be like. us sitting in silence bc i’d be too afraid to break her concentration.

molly: 5/10. same as abigail but i think she might be a little less inclined to try. which i still dont mind. we’d just make it a “sit by the river and talk about our feelings” thing at that point. which she desperately needs so i do NOT mind. molly girl come take a walk with me lets talk about why you need to leave dutch ASAP. LMFAO.

lenny: 9/10. i think he’d get a bit competitive and if we bring drinks i dont think he’d make it back to camp alive. especially if theres a bite going on i think he’d get a little TOO hyped up. HOWEVER. his mind is extremely interesting to me and i think the quiet moments where there isnt a bite taking all his attention he’d be very fun to discuss philosophy with.

bill: 2/10. between chapters 2-4, maybe. i think he’d be like weirdly mean about something and piss me off early on and then it’d get really awkward. chapters 5 and beyond? sorry probably not.

javier: 10/10. if i embarrass myself in front of him i might as well walk into the river and never come back. tbh. but hes cool and he’d share his bait if its working better than mine.

charles: 11/10. definitely mindful and respectful to the fish. would totally be on board with going on a fishing trip and would be super fun to hang out with. i dont think he’d talk much, but he’d be hella supportive and compliment the catches you get and honestly thats enough. hes a quiet dude i cant blame him.

sadie: 10/10. idk if shes interested in fishing at all but it seems like a hobby she’d enjoy. even if just to take some of the edge off after a particularly big mission.

sean: 8/10. half the fun of fishing is dropping ur lore with whoever ur fishing with and i truly would not mind hearing about his da or whatever other stories he’s got. i know for a FACT he’d be an active listener and engage with the conversation fully, so it’d be really nice. however if he got bored of it he might start purposefully trying to get me to mess up by scaring away the fish or something and i would have to shoot him dead.

kieran: dude like 12/10 he’s the ideal fishing buddy. confident about his abilities and still very complimentary and supportive? yup. openly excited about the trip? yup. freely sharing whatever tips he’s uncovered over the years? YUP. i also believe he’d be mindful of his catch. idk hes a very nice guy i cant see him being like mean to the fish he catches.

pearson: 10/10. fishing stories galore from that man. i would not mind hearing him yap about like. “i watched a guy get eaten by a shark once.” like what the hell?? tell me more silly man. he probably brings some real good bait to throw in, too. experienced, but willing to lend a hand. i love you pearson.

trelawny: solid 5/10. he might pull a magic trick out and duplicate the single fish he caught and it would piss me off so bad i would start killing and eating him. that or its just a genuinely enjoyable time.

uncle: 3/10 hes fun as fuck but i fear he’d bring out some truly horrifying bait. last time i made a fishing hc with him i said he’d bring scrambled eggs and i stand by this observation. anyway, i’d enjoy it for a while and then he’d stress me out.

strauss: 0/10 i dont ljke him

swanson: 1/10. i love you reverend swanson but you are… a mess. idk if i’d trust him around a body of water for very long. during the epilogue when hes like sober and happy again maybe i’d take him out to the lake for a bit but then he’d be too busy. 1 points bc i need to explore his mind and the fishing spot is the best spot for that.

micah: -100000/10 i’d rather die than ever be alone near micah bell. honestly if we were FORCED to go fishing together i might straight up kill him right there before he gets the chance to utter a single slur i do NOT fw him.

Bonus! jeremy gill: -100000000000/10 he brings dishonor on the noble hobby of fishing. i hate this guy.

[ghost-bxrd]

How do you picture interactions between Talon Dick and Kory aka Starfire?

I’ve never actually read any comics where Kory and Dick interact! And I’ve only read a little of the RHatO comics, where her art style was beautiful but she was a little too over sexualized in those for my tastes. Still kickass tho, that woman is an icon.

Anyway yeah, so canon flies straight out the window for this ask. Just felt I should mention it 💚

Talon Dick wouldn’t really know how to handle her at first beyond some friendly banter and (depending on where in the timeline we are) some playful flirting.

Kory may or may not fall in love with Dick in this universe, but she wouldnt be able to understand how close (and codependent) Dick and Jason are and try to pull Dick away from him a little. Not out of any malicious intent of course, she just genuinely wants to spend some more time alone with him (or even together with the rest of the titans. Robin is younger than most of them, after all. And Dick should get to do normal teenager stuff without watching Jason all the time. All valid things if the situation was a little different, alas…)

Dick doesn’t take kindly to these attempts and pulls away, setting clear boundaries in this regard, and while Kory doesn’t understand, she accepts it without fuss.

After this initial hiccup they learn how to get along and deal with each other much better. Kory and Dick become very good friends and a true force of nature whenever they’re working together.

Kory is the one they always keep on standby when there’s a chance of temperature/cold related missions/accidents because she’s trained with Dick a lot to counteract his cold induced hibernation in the most efficient and fast manner possible.

Her and Dick don’t understand a lot of things about human culture, so they definitely bond over that. Dick because he was basically raised in a murder cult with no healthy human contact, and Kory because she’s an alien. So… yeah, throwing looks at each other when regular people do something totally normal that seems entirely outlandish to them is a bonding experience. (They totally sit down and quiz each other on civilian people things, like how “screaming bloody murder” is just a phrase for a really loud or crazed scream and no actual blood or murder is involved. And no, casually walking off being run over by a truck isn’t something normal people can do.)

So yeah, fun times! They’re friends 💚

[bradycore]

my guilty pleasure headcanon for post cage sam & lucifer (ie s11/12 etc) is that they act like they're on equal footing. and this got way out of hand so under the cut it goes.

obviously there's still a huge power imbalance but in the moment neither of them ever think about it that way. lucifer doesnt see sam as some lowly human who should be scared of him because 1) he does have some respect for how sam was able to overpower him, 2) being his vessel and having demon blood outweighs sam's humanity in lucifer's eyes, and 3) if lucifer thought of sam as his victim he'd be thinking of himself as having done something wrong and he would prefer to make sam take some responsibility for what lucifer did to him. sam doesnt see HIMSELF as some lowly human who should be scared of lucifer because 1) he also chooses not to think about their dynamic as abuser-victim for the sake of blaming himself, 2) he knows lucifer almost as well as lucifer knows him and having shared knowledge and experiences does put them on more equal footing, and 3) lucifer lets him fight back a lot. did he actually have any power over lucifer in the cage? no, but that just means he had nothing to lose by arguing and physically fighting against lucifer, and lucifer engaged with it, and at some point sam's body just couldn't bother with flight or freeze anymore.

probably also they just had normal conversations sometimes like you cant convince me lucifer spent centuries just physically torturing a person he has a unique bond with and would never have gotten bored or felt like actually interacting with him. so i think after that much time in that close proximity they would be very familiar with each other--which doesnt mean sam wouldnt get scared around him, but hes existed around lucifer for much much longer than not, has already gone through every possible thing that lucifer can do to him, and is probably quite good at compartmentalizing and adapting himself to different moods with lucifer.

so in practice we have one person who's much more powerful than the other and has traumatized them beyond belief, but also they just get into arguments sometimes. like lucifer will make one of his snarky, awful comments about sam and sam, who cant allow himself to get angry with literally anyone else because it might make things worse with them but who has been in a state of Worse with lucifer for as long as they've known each other, will snap back something about his daddy issues and then they'll just start yelling and lucifer never actually bothers to escalate it to physically harming sam. or sam will go to him with questions about enochian translations and they'll switch out of english for a while, or if they agree on something they'll argue their opposition down without even glancing at each other bc they know how the other thinks, or they'll spend hours theorizing and analyzing something together bc sam knows about it from lucifer telling him in the cage.

and sometimes they'll make disturbing comments that reference how lucifer tortured sam or how fucked up the cage was, but they'll act like they're just mentioning a past dispute or a shared mild trauma. they'll have age-old arguments that get into really dark callbacks and threats but their body language and tone will be that of a divorced couple bickering over who dropped whose favorite mug five years ago. they'll bring up things about each other's pasts and families and mental issues, both in casual conversation and to levy against each other, that their siblings are the only other ones to know about. sometimes lucifer will throw something at sam in frustration. sometimes sam will stab lucifer in the hand in anger. then they'll carry on as normal.

like at a stranger's first glance, they're two people who've known each other forever but dislike each other. but for anyone who knows their past its insane to observe. they dont hide or ignore their history of centuries of horrible stuff, but the only influence it has on how they interact is that they will say and do anything to each other. this is my favorite way of seeing them and i need to stop talking about it now

[bridgyrose]

“I thought you were going home for the break.” 

Blake looked up from her book to see Ruby standing over her. “I… decided to stay here for winter break. I’m still a bit nervous about trying to go see them.” 

Ruby sat down with her. “Yeah, but, dont you think you’ll have to talk to them at some point?” 

“I do but… only once I’m ready.” Blake closed her book and sighed. “And right now, I'm not ready.” 

“Anything I can do to help?” 

Blake shook her head and got up, stashing her book back into her bag. “I’ll figure it out on my own. Though I thought you’d be with Yang and your dad.” 

“Dad and I arent exactly in… talking terms right now,” Ruby said a bit nervously. “He’s still not exactly thrilled about me being at Beacon, especially with what we did at the docks.” 

“I figured he’d be proud of you guys.” 

“He was, but, well, you know how parents are, right?” 

Blake sighed and looked away for a moment as she thought about it. “I… I should get back to the dorm.” 

“I’ll come with-” 

“I want to be alone.” 

“But you’re my teammate, I shouldnt leave you alone.” 

Blake paused for a moment as she looked at Ruby, struggling to find any excuse to be alone. It wasnt like she could just tell Ruby not to come back to the dorm, nor could she just stay with team JNPR when the rooms are already pretty cramped, but it wasnt like she had anywhere else she could go or stay for the couple weeks that break was. Finally she let out a sigh and motioned for Ruby to follow. “We can have a quiet day then, right?” 

“Of course! No adventures, just us, homework, and a good book.” 

“You know I do more than just read, right?” 

“Well, yeah, but its a cold day and its not like we’re going to be going outside or going to have classes. And while Weiss and Yang are away, we dont have enough people for a board game without asking Jaune and his team, but then that’ll give us too many.” 

“You’ve put a lot of thought into this, didnt you?” 

“I dont think anyone should have to spend break alone.” 

Blake smiled a bit at hearing that, watching as Ruby got up to follow her. “Then, maybe we can do something else. Besides read or play games.” 

Ruby looked at her. “And what do you have in mind?” 

“We could talk about the people we like.” 

“Talk… about the people we like?” Ruby asked with a blush. 

“You know, talk about boys or girls we have a crush on. Maybe even do some of that girly stuff that Weiss likes like doing our nails.” 

“I didnt think you’d be into that kind of stuff.” 

“I’m not normally,” Blake admitted as she opened a door for Ruby. “But the way Weiss talks about doing her nails like its some sort of intricate ritual, I think it’ll be fun to try. Besides, I’ve realized that we really dont know much about each other beyond liking to read.” 

“We know plenty about each other.” 

“Like what?” 

“W-well, you uh… you… like to be alone.” 

Blake giggled a bit as she watched Ruby fumble around a bit while trying to find anything else she knew, blushing a little. While it wasnt exactly uncommon to see Ruby like this, it was different to see her be so uncertain of herself and a bit more shy while she tried to think. Just another thing that made her fall for her leader the same way she had started to fall for Yang. “You arent completely wrong.” 

Ruby sighed. “Alright, maybe you arent entirely wrong that we dont know each other that well.” 

“We have been spending a lot of time with your partners. Weiss drags you around where she wants to go, and Yang and I have been trying to get a bit closer so we can figure out how to work together like you and Weiss.” 

“I wouldnt take Weiss and I as a… good example to follow. We still argue a lot and the only reason we seem to be working well together is because Weiss has decided to try to follow my lead and take a step back from trying to be the leader.” 

“And yet, you both seem to be able to work with each other almost as if you’ve known each other for years.” Blake sighed and opened the dorm door for Ruby, letting her in first. “I envy that. Yang and I still have to call everything out and even then, its hit or miss if what we do works.” 

Ruby sat down on Weiss’s bed and took her shoes off. “And you dont see the training she puts me through. Sometimes I wish she’d lay off trying to get everything perfect. Though, I have to admit, having a silent signal for what we want to do has made things a bit easier.” 

Blake closed the door and went to her own bed, taking her book out of her bag to set down on her pillow. “Still, it all seems to be working for you.” 

“You and Yang arent exactly slouching either when it comes to working together. I’m a bit jealous with how often the two of you go off together.” 

“Jealous, huh?” 

“W-well, not exactly too jealous, just… well… you know, the two of you are always going out to eat together and she knows you a lot better than Weiss and I do, so… you know…” 

Blake smiled a bit as she watched Ruby try to hide her own blush as she fumbled with her words. It was refreshing to see her just as nervous as she was, even if it may have been for different reasons. “Yang told you I wasnt going home, didnt she?” 

“...yeah, she did.” 

“Well, I guess now’s a better time than any to get to know each other better.” Blake smiled a bit and pulled out a bottle of Weiss’s nail polish and sat down on the floor. “We can start simple by playing twenty questions. You start.” 

Ruby nodded and sat down in front of Blake. “Alright, what’s your favorite color?” 

Blake uncapped the bottle and made sure to get the excess nail polish off the brush before carefully painting Ruby’s nails blue. “Violet. And yours?” 

“Blue.” 

“I figured it’d be red.” 

“I like red, especially strawberry red, but its not exactly my favorite color.” 

“With how much red you wear, everyone thinks differently.” 

“The cloak my mom made for me when I was younger was red, and I never could find a blue that matched it,” Ruby answered, keeping her fingers still. “And once I started sewing my own clothes, it was easier to get ahold of black and red fabric than it was any other colors.” 

Blake paused for a moment. “You sew your own clothes?” 

“I thought it was my turn to ask a question.” 

“R-right, it is.” 

Ruby took a moment to think. “So, what made you want to be a huntress after you left the White Fang?” 

“I… wanted to do something to fix the damage I’ve caused.” Blake dipped the brush in the nail polish again before starting another finger. “Before I realized how far Adam was willing to go, I… I thought following the White Fang was the right thing to do, that those that left were just cowards willing to give up on changing everything. But after a few years, I started to realize that we did a lot more damage than good. It didnt take long for me to start looking for excuses to avoid missions or to start looking for other ways to get the job done while hurting as few people as possible. After I left, I told myself I was going to fix things the right way.” 

“Sounds like you’re on the right path now.” 

Blake nodded and slowly started to move onto a third finger, making sure to be careful not to stain Ruby’s fingers. “I hope I am. Though, there are some days that I think what I’m doing isnt enough.” 

Ruby moved her hand away for a moment to let the nail polish dry. “Your turn.” 

“So, who taught you how to sew?” 

“I learned on my own.” 

Blake smiled a bit and moved Ruby’s hand back towards her to finish off the rest of her fingers. “Seems a bit tough to learn on your own.” 

“It was.” Ruby held herself still again, letting out a soft sigh as she kept a smile on her face. “Yang taught me how to cook and build weapons, but when it came down to sewing, that wasnt something she was good at. And dad… well, he threw himself into work often, coming home late and usually a bit too tired to do much else beyond making dinner. So I’d look up how-to videos and learned to sew. It didnt take long for me to start sewing my own clothes and making my own style.” 

Blake paused for a moment as she listened, Ruby’s story sounding a bit different from how Yang would describe life when she was younger. Not that Yang really said much, but she always made it sound like she was the one who taught Ruby everything and that their dad was there more often than not. Still, she couldnt look away from the smile that Ruby kept, even if the smile wasnt as genuine as it could be. “Still sounds like a great skill you have.” 

“I wouldnt have made my own combat gear if I hadnt learned. Any hobbies you have besides reading?” 

“I… never really got myself into much.” Blake finished Ruby’s left hand and started to paint the nails on her right. “My mom taught me how to cook and my dad made sure I could live on my own if I ever needed to. But after I ran away, I… didnt exactly have a lot of time to pick up anything else. Most of everything else I learned to do was on the fly by other members of the White Fang. Lockpicking, basic hacking, pickpocketing… mostly things that were needed to get the job done.” 

Ruby smiled a bit. “Maybe you can teach me a few things.” 

Blake went quiet for a moment as she finished painting Ruby’s right hand, giving a small smile as she pulled away. “So, what do you think?” 

“I… think I dont quite understand why Weiss likes this,” Ruby answered. 

“Once your nails are dry, we can remove the polish if you dont like it.” 

“Let’s keep it on. Besides, we still need to do yours, right?” 

Blake nodded and passed the bottle to Ruby, holding out her left hand for her to paint. A blush crossed her cheeks again as she felt Ruby gently hold it still as she painted her nails. “So… anyone you like?” 

“Well, I like you and Weiss. Then there’s Penny and Jaune, Nora and Ren are pretty fun to hang around as well-” 

“I meant as a crush.” 

“Oh.” Ruby paused for a moment. “I… havent actually thought that far yet. Part of me thinks I might be a bit broken because I havent had a lot of interest in people like that.” 

“I doubt you’re broken.” 

“I tried dating a guy at Signal and I… couldnt do it.” 

“Maybe you need to find the right person.” Blake blew on her nails as Ruby pulled away to dip the brush in the nail polish again. “Or get to know the right person.” 

Ruby shrugged and pulled Blake’s hand back to finish her nails. “I think I’ve met someone that I might be able to make things work with.” 

“Is that so?” 

“Isnt it my turn to ask a question?” 

Blake nodded. “I guess I am getting ahead of myself.” 

“What about you? Anyone that you like?” 

“I-” Blake paused for a moment as she tried to figure out how to answer the question, her blush started to grow a bit. “There… might be someone on our team that I like. And I hope I can get to know her a bit more.” 

Ruby smiled a bit and finished painting Blake’s nails. “Maybe you’ll have a chance to.” 

Blake nodded and pulled her hand away, smiling as she looked at her now black nails. Then, she looked up at Ruby, relaxing a bit as she let out her breath. “Would… you go on a date with me? Nothing fancy, just… a trip around town and maybe you can teach me a thing or two about sewing.” 

Ruby paused for a moment, hand shaking as she put the nail polish away. “I… I think I’d be up to that. We can go tomorrow if you dont have anything else to do.” 

“I’d like that.”

[centipedve]

these two boys starting rushing down to the basement/kitchen which is where we spend 90% of our time when not in class and they raced in saw us from the doorway and retreated and were yapping at each other like gahhh there's a person there already!!! laughing n shit goin heheh well i'm still down if you're down... there's a lil alley... (cuz there's a dip in the wall right across from the kitchen to go into the asbestos room but they cant open that door so its functionally just a dip where people can lounge n shit) and the other guy is like hehe im still sooo down and now we're curious esp cuz they come over and touch the kitchen door which is never touched by the way and start closing it just enough where they're not tryna be aggro locking us in but they do it so we cant see them in the lil dip. ohhhh??? and our fujo senses are tingling. why would two college men need so much privacy to do something together. just the two of them... what could be so dastardly? they're surrounded by foolish people who enable odd behavior after all.... we're taking off our headphones to hear em better.... scootching a bit closer to the edge of the door so we might be able to see.... and then we hear em complaining about the service.. why so what would you need your phone for. your phone is private in itself so you wouldnt need to hide to use it. then we hear... romantic music come from one of their phones.... ohoho.... theyre talking about something we cant really hear them. though it gives off the tone something is frustrating them. something isnt working out. ahhh we're so confused. but they must be getting a lil lovey. together. nearly valentine's day. and we're usually not the type but it's so lonely out here we barely get any direct human interaction so cant we just be a bit of a voyeur? we wanna see some kissie. and then one of them steps in and goes "hey so ummm is it okay if we use the fridge. um 👉👈 we're filming a thirst trap for tiktok" okay. whatever

[dateamonster]

read the liar satsuki epiloque and ya know i wasnt sold on satsuki/komachi at first but im slowly coming around. i like the concept of both of them as adults continuing to learn how to navigate their respective abilities together, komachi letting satsuki know when someones death is approaching so she can scout for a phantom corpse, satsuki reminding komachi as many times as needed that she deserves to live in spite of her curse.

i feel like i mightve warmed up to komachi as a character sooner if we got to spend more time with her in this way, although obviously that wouldnt be possible in order to preserve the big twist. still its nice, and more importantly HAPPY ENDING FOR AKIRA! shes a chef!! she gets to keep hanging out with her friends!! i also really like the decision for her to sorta keep her mom more on the fringes of her life. like its nice theyre in contact and on decent terms but i think its a very strong very accurate character decision for akira to be insistent on living apart from her as soon as shes able, and its an equally strong choice to acknowledge that that doesnt sit entirely right with satsuki! even if she respects her decision, of course she wouldnt be able to empathize completely with her reasoning.

part of me does wish the beginning of satsuki and her dads reconciliation was more part of the main series rather than being relegated to the epilogue, but hey im also just glad its finally actually happening. i like getting a little of dads pov here too, and i Love the manga establishing that he doesnt actually still blame satsuki for her mothers death after all these years, in fact he actually fears that his blaming her initially is what set her on a path of "lying" and causing trouble. and in a way hes not wrong!

we also get to see how satsuki is a lot more like her dad than originally indicated; hes where she gets her rock solid and occasionally black and white sense of duty. we see that he blames himself so much when he fails to save a patient that he feels like he has no right to try and console the family, inadvertently making the situation worse, and through that interaction we start to understand the underpinnings of his and satsukis fractured relationship. he messed up and turned on his daughter in a moment of grief, and now he feels like he has no right to be in her life, completely missing the fact that she wants him there, that she does what she does not out of resentment towards him but out of guilt and grief and perhaps above all admiration for his dedication to the preservation of life!

when a father and daughter are simply both too autistic in the same way to communicate openly and healthily. i feel that.