#☆ is if you're indecisive or just wanna see results

[barbatosgossipsection]

im so tired of hearing people complain about there not being enough male reader fics in the fandom or the mc being "too feminine" in the game/songs like solmares target audience isnt WOMEN, just like any other otome game, hence the OTOME in the name. if you want male player and male reader fics go play huniepop or literally any other dating sim thats target audience is men (which there are thousands of!)

— Anon

[luveline]

we know that the criminal minds writers looooved hurting spencer but i would love to see bau!reader (bombshell!reader if you think it would fit) hurt and spencer losing his mind a little (ofc everything would end up being okay because we love fluff in this house 💗)! thank youuu <333

ty for requesting! ♡ fem, 1k

“Spencer, are you coming in?” 

The boy in question winces, the cellophane wrapped stems in his hand strangled by an anxious grip. Your voice is hoarse, quieter than usual, though that could be attributed to the thick wooden door between you both. He takes the door handle in his hand, readjusts his fingers, can't quite get himself to go in. 

“Spence,” you say, missing your usual cheer. “Please come in.” 

He opens the door slowly. It weighs a hundred pounds, each inch heavier than the last. 

You're propped up on the movable bed with a dinner table over your legs. Someone's brought you contraband, it seems, expensive soup from the fancy restaurant you like just outside of work. Next to it lies your phone, your chapstick, and a prescription bottle. The orange of it is too glaring to look at for long. 

“Nice to see you finally, heart-throb,” you say, sitting back, rolling your shoulders as you smile. “Where've you been?” 

Sapped by terror in the waiting room, mostly. “Sorry,” he says, offering no explanation. You deserve one, but he can't get the words out. “How are you feeling?” 

“Shot at.” 

“Is it bad?” 

Your eyes soften. “No. Wanna see it?” 

He does in an awful way. To alleviate his panic, sure, but to know what it did. To see what his stupidity resulted in. The unforgivable in stark scarring. 

You lift your shirt and shift your soft bralette up a touch to show him the wound and all its grim stitches. “It almost missed me. Guess I'm not as lucky as I think.” 

“Does it hurt?” 

“Not right now. They told me not to wear wire bras for a while, so you win some, you lose some.” You let your shirt fall back into place. He can see the indecision in your eyes. Not one for hiding like he wants to, you address the elephant in the room. “Now you've seen it's not so bad, can you look at me again?” 

“I'm looking at you.” 

“You know what I mean.” 

The thing is, Spencer doesn't, not really. Half the time you act like you're sharing a secret with him but he doesn't have a clue what you're talking about, and the intimacy is lost, and it's his fault. He's never been good or smooth or charismatic, he's never deserved your attention, and it's his fault you're here, hurting, his fault you'd been prone on the ground, his fault Morgan had to hold your side closed, his fault you almost died. 

“Spencer,” you murmur, “you know I don't blame you.” 

Of course he knows that. 

“You should,” he says tightly. He doesn't mean to get angry. 

“Well, I don't. So give me my flowers and sit down.” 

He bites the inside of his cheek. He's mad, but he gives you the flowers without any roughness, and you take them with a similarly thin thank you. 

Your reunion isn't going how either of you wants it to, it seems. 

Spencer sits in the chair next to your bed as you pick between the petals, admiring their colours, their softness. For a moment you're peaceful, but you close your eyes and press your nose gently to a small bud, and you ask, “Why are you acting like this?” Heartbroken. 

He could explain it in halves. You passed out in the back of the ambulance. Your surgery had unexpected complications. Hotch was so angry, and he still wasn't as mad at Spencer as Spencer was at himself. 

Seeing you hurt because of his mistake isn't a feeling he thinks he'll survive a second time.

“I don't get why you like me,” Spencer admits. “Not before, and especially not now. You should be pissed. This,” —he gestures to you quickly— “is my fault.” 

“It's not your fault, Spence.” 

“What would you call it?” 

You put your flowers down and stare at your lap. He's pushed you too far. Nice, he thinks to himself scathingly, to upset you in your sick bed, that's exactly what he should be doing to make it up to. Great going, Spencer. 

“Will you hold my hand?” you ask quietly. 

He hesitates, his heart skipping a beat like a missed step down the stairs. 

“Please? I just… this has been a lot. I'm not telling you to make you feel guilty, I swear, but it's been a lot. And so many times I wished someone was here. I wished you were here.” You turn your head away from him. “I thought you were mad at me. I'm still worried.” 

Spencer stands up. He feels every stretch of muscle as he does it. You raise your eyes to his, holding out your hands; you know him better than anyone else, he thinks. He overcompensates every time. 

“I'm sorry,” he says, crossing his arms behind your shoulders carefully. 

“I told you it's not your fault.” 

“For not being here to hold your hand.” 

Your hand curls in the front of his shirt. 

“M'not mad. Not even slightly. I mean, not at you…” He rubs your back with his thumb. “Why would I be mad at you?” 

“What was I supposed to think?” 

He presses his nose to your temple, eyes squeezed close in regret. “...You're right.” 

This is what he should've done the moment you woke up. Instead, he let his mind focus on detail, what flowers demarcates remorse, or if cellophane wrapping would be an imposition. Anything to forget how your hands shook as the adrenaline wore off. 

They're steady now as they wrap around his sides to rest at the small of his back. 

“I’m sorry,” he says again, lips touching to your skin with each syllable, like fractions of kisses. 

“I missed you, handsome. Please– don't do that again.” 

He rubs your back. “I won't,” he promises. “I'll be here as long as you want me to be.” 

“Forever, then.” 

For once, your flirting doesn't make him blush. 

[cowboyfromh3ll]

Hcs for the boys' toxic traits. Preferably arthur, javier, john, and charles, but other boys are welcome too! I'm curious to see what you'd say Dutch's toxic traist are, though they're pretty self explanatory 😭

I just love how you write sm sorreyyyy

Van Der Linde Gang's Toxic traits

(Arthur Morgan, Javier Escuella, John Marston, Charles Smith, Micah Bell, Dutch Van Der Linde, Sean Macguire, Kieran Duffy, Eagle Flies)

HAHAHA THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE. I tried not to sugarcoat anything.

Arthur Morgan - He definitely has some trouble communicating. Not to say he never will communicate with you but it'll be long in between and after it's been plaguing him for a milenium. As we've seen, this man is capable of having deep, well thought out conversations. He'd also be pretty prideful to some degree. Mostly depends what point in time you start dating, later in game he'd be able to see past his pride. Also, I feel like if you were dating a major point of contention in your relationship would be questioning whether it's time to move on from this life.

Javier Escuella - WAY too jealous. I don't even mean it in a cute way but in a way that would genuinely cause several arguments between you two. "Why were you looking at him that way?" "That sounded like you were flirting with him" "Why do you spend so much time around the other guys?" Would also be around you 24/7. Someone would be incapable of having a conversation with you that doesn't include Javier. You two would also argue about Dutch's leadership skills.

John Marston - Oh my God this man is so indecisive. Doesn't know what he wants ever. In a modern setting you two would be sitting in the car, asking each other back and forth "what do you wanna eat?". And his commitment issues? Good lord. At some points in your relationship it'd probably feel like you guys aren't dating at all. You'd probably have to beg him to put some effort into the relationship to be honest.

Charles Smith - It's so hard to think of ANYTHING this man can do wrong but alas, I must. You probably wouldn't be his top priority at all times. Which isn't to say you should ALWAYS be at the top of his list, but sometimes it can result in your feelings being neglected over a situation that affects you. Only when the day reaches it's end will he consult you over something, which will have you feeling incredibly frustrated.

Micah Bell - This man is a walking red flag so let's not dance around his flaws. Incredibly prideful, will ignore your warnings over something just to get his way. Also probably lies to you A LOT. Can be way too rough with you in many aspects. Also this man embodies the word sleezy. Yuck.

Dutch Van Der Linde - Do I even need to say. So fucking stubborn. He also probably thinks he's intelectually superior to you. If you bring up a concern to him he'll probably use as many flowery and big words as possible to make himself appear smarter during the discussion than he actually is. And if you advise him to do anything he'll probably just ignore you, saying you don't know what you're talking about. All in all, thinks he's better than you. Also you're probably a trophy wife since Dutch views women as accessories to his success, if you can even call it success.

Sean Macguire - He doesn't take anything seriously. If you're trying to have a genuine discussion with him he'll play it down and make it seem less important or severe than it actually is. Don't even bother trying to emphasize how serious you are because he won't take that seriously either. It's only until he feels the consequences of his actions will he listen to you, which results in a frustrating cycle.

Kieran Duffy - Also very indecisive but in the way where he can't speak up for himself because he doesn't think it's important. Has such low self esteem, he also probably thinks his emotions are less important which results in a lot of miscommunication on his behalf. Sorta just let's you take the lead all the way, always let's you have your way, with no valuable input of his own. You have to shake his shoulders and beg for him to actually speak his mind.

Eagle Flies - He's probably so childish. Like, mommy issues CEO over here. Will probably seek for you to fulfill that role in his life. Has almost no control over his emotions and has trouble identifying them, and when he does indentify them, has absolutely no idea what to do with them in terms of expression. He will make various efforts to communicate with you but will struggle immensely. Being with him will probably be like teaching a man how to experience emotions in a healthy way. I could write an entire post dedicated to what I think his toxic traits are

More eagle flies ones

[balmondmilk]

Ask and ye shall fucking RECEIVE, here's a list of things I plan on drawing at some point

1. A plantperson x PC piece inspired by Klimt's The Kiss and also some lovely plantpeople art that's been going around recently

2. Harper hypnotising someone (PC lmao who am I kidding) into giving them head

3. Night Monster, because I am a monsterfucker first and person second

4. A variety of horny drawings lmao

5. Briar because I'm fucking obsessed with them but No One Else Seems To Be So I'll Fill The Void Myself

5. Wren because they've been requested and also I Love Them

6. Syd for the same reasons as Wren

7. I haven't decided on if I want to write a full-on fic or draw a short comic of it yet but it's Bailey getting fucked up physically and the PC saving him which fucks up Bailey psychologically

8. And many more, please send help (or tell me in which order to do these, ADHD makes me want to do them all at once lmao)

Puts these in my mouth thank you for these ingredence to rotate in my mind

1. FUCK YEAH GUSTAV KLIMT THATS ONE OF MY FAVORITE ARTISTS AND I CANNOT WAIT AND ALSO PLANT PEOPLE CHEFS KISS

2. As Harper do. I support.

3. Good fantastic I love that omfg cuz I am also a monster fucker and I crave more content for this creecher

4. As one does 💚💚💚

5. YOOOO I was just talking about briar the other day I said that one day I wanna draw masc briar in the red dress with plunging neckline cuz god that sounds amazing can't wait to see what you doooo

5.2. more wren is a fantastic idea as per always I love how you draw them too aaaaa

6. SYYYDNEEEEYYYYYYYYYYY-- Coughs sorry something came over me

(I'm in love with them I'm biased but I wanna see your draw of Sydney asap hdjdhd)

7. Absolutely the best idea we love a good Angst Driven piece of media in This House

(this house being my house)

(you're in my house rn--)

But I love the idea of like oh Bailey sees himself so fuckin untouchable and strong and can do no wrong but Something Unexpected Happens and suddenly he has to get help god can you imagine

Love that shit

8. Gives you a leaf in this trying time

You know I'm gonna be biased and say Sydney is on top of my list--

I really would love to see the Klimt piece soon too! Or the Bailey narrative depends on how much time and energy putting into these

I'm also super indecisive but those stand out to me the most ATM hdjdhd

I find a way to figure out what I wanna do is do eeny meeny miny mo and if I am disappointed in the result I chose the other one dhdhd but that's easier said than done and all of these sound so sick and I would love to see any of these aaaa so excited!!!!

[littlekohai77]

Ikepri Clavis route discussions

(chapter 8&9)

If I made a mistake or shared misinformation, feel free to inform me in the comments.

🅆🄰🅁🄽🄸🄽🄶: Clavis route spoilers. Don't read this, it's a waste of your time.

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(I'm not sure but I think this happened in chapter 8)

So, it starts off with Emma inquiring Chevalier because she feels like Clavis won't tell him anything. (Yep, girl's that desperate.)

Chevalier gave hints and grunts of him knowing but refusing to share the knowledge for he sees no benefit in it for himself. Saying unless something of equal value is given to him, he won't speak.

And what did Emma do to get him talking?

Books. She bribed him with books.

And then she was told many vague things and then suddenly someone (Clavis) covered her eyes from behind and blah blah blah.

Fast forward to the time they were about to leave Chevalier's private library when, the brutal beast said something about Silvio, the Benitoitian prince from before. He said that revealing Emma's identity of Belle was not his intention for inviting her, it was something else.

What that something else was, he didn't say. Typical Chevalier.

Clavis took that warning, with seemingly a pinch of salt. (Damn, I wish I had taken a screen shot of his expression)

Got another chance to take a screen shot.

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(Chapter 9)

During the carriage ride, Clavis snatched our book away and gave a speech about how smiles are the foundation of socializing. Ngl, his words and advice were legit and it sounded like he was talking from experience.

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I'm at a loss for words.

The amount of brainstorming I'm having to do is baffling. (Results of having quite the indecisive ass)

I really wanna take Sariel's hand just to spite Clavis but I have a feeling it will instead deflate his ego.

Being around Sariel means I have to be on my utmost best behavior, master expects nothing less. But that for me is quite difficult, look I have difficulty holding my tongue around jackasses. Which I'm sure Sariel won't appreciate.

And..... The fact that this is Clavis's route keeps on nagging at my heart.... It's almost like...idk.... Telling me how unfair that would be. And I'm aware Sariel will get his own route so....... I'll pass this opportunity for fairness.

Now onto Cyran. For context, he is Clavis's first soldier and the one that had to put up with all his shit before Emma happened. The only description we have about how he looks is that he has red hair.

He's fairly polite towards Emma (as he should be) and........ That's about it.... As much as I know he'll be quite the perfect middle ground choice... Again, the nagging feeling. Plus I don't wanna be a bother, dude sounds as if he's had enough sometimes when talking about or to Clavis.

(But really though, I don't get why I find him hot even when I've seen so little of him and he and Emma don't interact much... *slaps self* bitch you must remain loyal to the one you're playing the route of. )

Now.. . .. The only remaining choice is Clavis and I'mma go with that. It's fair and I wanna choose him cause I'm loyal and supportive like that.. . And there's just something that tells me that he'll be real happy if I choose him. But.... That doesn't mean I'm not a bit scared (excited) for what is to come.

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So this was what Chevalier was warning us about.

Damn! It's only chapter 9 and here he is, in all his glory,

𝙂𝙄𝙇𝘽𝙀𝙍𝙏 𝙑𝙊𝙉 𝙊𝘽𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙄𝘼𝙉(𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙉)✨

Not to nitpick but...... "and in spite of how young he seemed, one eye was covered with an eyepatch. "

Girl..... In what universe does looking and being young prevent or stop one from losing an eye or sight??

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I apologize for wasting your time.

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[clumsyclifford]

ooo could i send in "i don't know how to respond to that" with maybe malum? or whatever pairing you're vibing with for it -megs 💙

megs remember when i said this?

this fic is that one. here's some absolutely inconsequential drivel lmao love you

read here on ao3

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“Okay I need you to answer without thinking about it, just say whatever your gut tells you is right,” Michael says as he opens the door. “So imagine this. You’re minding your own business one day when out of nowhere Robert Pattinson appears. And he says to you that you are solely responsible for deciding his typecast for the rest of his life: either he’ll always play a hero, like a protagonist type, or he’ll always be a villain. Either way the character is always going to be mildly unhinged, because, you know, it’s Robert Pattinson. But you have to decide right now. What do you say?”

Calum blinks. “I. I don’t know how to respond to that.”

“Gut feeling, come on! Robert Pattinson, hero or villain? In movies, not in real life.”

“Uh,” Calum says. “Villain, I guess.”

“See, that’s what I said!” Michael spreads his arms as if to say finally, someone with sense. “Luke said hero.”

“I can see that.”

“Yeah, but Robert Pattinson.” Michael takes a running start and leaps onto his bed. “Robby P. Bobby Patso."

“Yeah, I know, but a mildly unhinged hero is more interesting than a not-unhinged hero. A hinged hero.”

“That’s what Luke said,” says Michael. Dangling his feet over the edge of the bed, he kicks off his shoes. Michael is a wonderful roommate, but he’s far from tidy.

“Well then I agree with Luke.”

“No, you can’t. You already agreed with me. No take-backsies.”

“How did this even come up?”

Michael sighs. “Don’t remember. Something like how Robert Pattinson is going to be the new Batman again or some shit like that.”

“Wasn’t he already Batman?”

“I don’t fucking know, man. I’ve never seen it.”

“Yeah,” Calum says, “me neither.”

“Whatcha doin’?” Michael asks, flipping around until his head is at the foot of his bed and he can prop his chin in his hands.

“Watching TV and ignoring my responsibilities,” Calum says with an exaggerated grin.

“Ah, the usual.” Michael hums. “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Twilight?” Michael suggests, waggling his eyebrows.

Calum laughs. “Really?”

“I mean…” Michael pulls an ambiguous face. It’s supposed to be deliberately noncommittal, to put the burden of decision on Calum’s shoulders. Calum hates that face. He’s a chronically indecisive person, but Michael is slightly moreso, and as a result Calum makes most of the unimportant decisions for the dorm, particularly re: movie nights.

“Maybe we should watch Batman,” he suggests.

Michael wrinkles his nose. “Ehh.”

Okay. A veto for Batman. That means he’s honestly participating in the decision-making process. Calum can work with this.

“I guess we could do Twilight,” he muses. “I’ve never seen the whole thing.”

“I’ve never seen it at all.”

Calum shrugs. “Alright then. Fuck it. Let’s watch Twilight. You can tell Luke that your insane Robert Pattinson conversation determined our movie night.”

Michael is already pulling out his phone. “I will tell him. He’ll love it.”

While Michael gives Luke the good news, Calum hunts for a place to stream Twilight. By the time Calum has pulled up the movie and set up his laptop at the foot of his bed, Michael is wearing sweats and munching on a Dorito from a brand-new bag.

“If you get cheese dust in my bed you are permanently banished,” Calum says. Michael nods his understanding. “Okay, you ready?” Another nod. “Wanna get the lights, or…?”

Michael gives him a look like I’m already comfortable. Calum sighs and slides out of bed to do it himself. Then he returns, hits play on the movie, and leans back against his pillow.

“Have you read this?” Michael asks. Calum shakes his head. “I read the first one in middle school.”

“Really? How was it?”

“Not good,” Michael says genially, and crunches a chip. “Absolutely awful. I’m so excited to watch this.”

Calum laughs and reaches for a Dorito.

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By the time they’re in bed with the lights off, they’ve pretty much exhausted every possible avenue of mockery about the movie.

“But when you really think about it,” Michael says — out of the blue after five minutes of silence — “Cedric Diggory was the first mildly unhinged hero he played. Before Edward Cullen.”

“Cedric Diggory wasn’t mildly unhinged,” Calum says, affronted.

“Maybe not outwardly,” Michael says, “but on the inside…you know there was some dark shit going on in there.”

Calum laughs. “You can’t just assume that! Besides, the whole point of Cedric Diggory was that he was this cool-guy character that everyone loved. That was Robert Pattinson’s pre-unhinged era. Before he was unhinged, he was Cedric.”

“‘Before he was unhinged, he was Cedric,’” Michael muses. “That’s a tagline for something. That’s the slogan for the Cedric Diggory: Origins movie, in theaters this fall.”

“For the Robert Pattinson biopic.”

“My God, can you imagine a Robert Pattinson biopic?” Michael rolls onto his side and there’s a grin in his voice. “Or even better, if someone did a documentary on him? Imagine the content if you could just get Robert Pattinson to do one of those confessional-style shots. What would you even ask? ‘Who are you?’”

“I would ask him if he would want to play unhinged heroes or unhinged villains for the rest of his life.”

Michael snickers. “I’d pay real money to get his answer to that question.”

“What do you think he would choose? If he could.”

“Villains,” Michael says, like he’s already thought about it. “I just think he’d have more fun.”

“I don’t know, I kind of think it would be more fun for him to invent the genre of unhinged heroes than to just sort of…live in the preexisting genre of unhinged villains. Like you expect villains to be unhinged, so it’s not surprising when they are. But an unhinged hero, like, you know, Sirius Black immediately post-Azkaban — I can see him doing that role today. Or like…” Calum gasps. “Like Macbeth. I could so see him playing Macbeth.”

Michael ohhhs. “Okay, yes. I can see him as Macbeth.”

“Maybe his niche is actually just protagonist in Shakespearean tragedies and he hasn’t discovered it yet.”

“See, David Tennant had a similar arc, because he was whatshisname in Harry Potter and then he was Hamlet. And the Doctor, who’s definitely a mildly unhinged hero.”

“Robert Pattinson is the next David Tennant, is that what you’re saying?”

“I think that’s what I’m saying,” Michael says. “I guess? Though I refuse to consider that David Tennant will be giving up his crown anytime soon. But I could totally see Robert Pattinson filling those shoes.”

“But they’re different brands of unhinged.”

“I know, but it’s close enough.”

“Robert Pattinson as Crowley,” Calum considers. “Yeah, I guess. I guess I can see it.”

“Exactly,” Michael says, self-satisfied. “I’m glad we solved this mystery.”

They’ve solved absolutely nothing. They’ve barely concluded anything.

Calum smiles at the ceiling. “Me too. Goodnight, Mikey, love you.”

“‘Night, Calum. Love you too.”

“Don’t forget to set your alarm.”

Michael mutters shit and there’s a rustle of sheets, and Calum giggles to himself and closes his eyes.

[punkscowardschampions]

Jac & Savannah

Jac: Cannot stop thinking about that one dress in that last boutique we checked out though... Jac: so lowkey mad at Isabelle for having to go home to walk her dog 🙄😩 Savannah: UGH I know! Don't get me started yet again on how her mum is literally never there to do anything for it & they don't even have a garden Savannah: I'll go back & get it for you, she can't stop me Savannah: I have less than zero reasons to hurry home Jac: Lowkey like, who do I call again? 😬 Jac: the poor thing, as if breathing wasn't issue enough without having to contend with getting overweight and her mum's vape habit Jac: You're so pure 🥺🥺 Jac: and I'm personally not over seeing you in that one shade of pink like ??? Jac: 👼🏾 walking Savannah: ^^^  the levels of cruelty make my heart hurt, honestly 😢 but I won't get to Heaven until I convince them to see the error of their ways & that is a battle I simply do not have the energy for today Savannah: you could literally wear that AWFUL dress that Isabelle was considering- thank god we talked her out of that much! 🙌🏾- & still look like an actual goddess Jac: Seriously, I don't know how they can live with themselves Jac: that would be their business, because I'm not as caring as you, or even close, but the fact it hurts you means it's mine too 😤 Jac: actually though, would have had to pretend to not know her, oh my God Jac: not to mention how short it was, as well as just hideous...like this is a SCHOOL event, girl, I... 🤦 Jac: it does mean we're scheduled to help her keep looking though Jac: which is becoming a trial, like I'm so sorry to say but wow Savannah: I likewise don't have the necessary reserves to try and teach her the difference between positive & negative attention Savannah: Can Amelia not help her look? I highly doubt her wardrobe is fully stocked with suitable school event dresses so surely she still needs to keep looking too? Jac: That's a whole conversation her mother should be having with her but also needs Jac: sad, really Jac: Poor, poor Is Jac: Meels is a committed outfit repeater, no matter the occasion Savannah: She can't wear jeans to this though Jac: 🙄 I've also tried on that subject Jac: it'll just become a whole THING Jac: us trying to sort both of them out and getting nowhere with our own looks Savannah: 😔 I'm exhausted by their indecision, it's taking the excitement out of it Savannah: I understand that they can't and don't feel themselves in just anything, but it's getting ridiculous Jac: ^^ Totally agree Jac: although us being on the same page is not anything like a surprise these days Jac: it's so unfair, really Jac: they're not even THAT bothered about the whole thing Jac: we've put effort in before this whole step even Savannah: I knew you'd understand, despite feeling like I'm the one who is being totally unfair by saying anything, the rational part of my mind which isn't on the verge of tears as a result of Is' complaints or Amelia's apathy is like no, Savannah, you're not wrong Savannah: it does matter to us & it's allowed to be viewed as important Savannah: not to mention enjoyable, god forbid Jac: You NEVER need to doubt yourself Jac: you're a complete empath, honestly, to your own detriment Jac: but that isn't your fault and people should try to give even a fraction of what you give them back Jac: so, for your wellbeing, I'm calling a time-out on this and them Jac: you've got to focus on you for once ❤ Savannah: I can't tell you how wholeheartedly I wish I was the person you think I am, Ty & I had a HUGE fight earlier & I've been plagued by self doubt ever since Jac: Oh no, okay, what was said? Savannah: He seemed to think that we had plans today, which is not a conversation I remember us having, so of course I wasn't going to cancel on you all Savannah: & that makes me the most thoughtless girlfriend he's ever had Savannah: I'm so sorry the girl you dated for like two weeks dropped everything without a second thought if you even hinted that you wanted her too because she didn't have a life Savannah: they broke up for that exact reason Jac: He's totally got the wrong day Jac: you don't double-book Jac: not dragging him, he's clearly just so busy with his own stuff too but yeah, no way Jac: he'll work it out and owe you a great apology Savannah: it was beyond upsetting, I swear I need a mental health break from everyone but you Jac: I get it Jac: no boy drama but my family are driving me INSANE right now Jac: I vote we go test 💅 colours and get a hand massage to boot Savannah: Can we? I don't want to be responsible for causing you more family drama Jac: Ugh, no, they're fine Jac: and you're more important than any of this drama, Is and Amelia's too Savannah: ^^ I don't care how hard Ty is sulking, I'm not going to leave you to cope with them on your own Savannah: you needed my help first Jac: Like, he can't put that on you Savannah: he's never spoken to me that way before & I have no idea where it came from Jac: Is he under a lot of pressure right now, on the team? Jac: or at home, school Jac: either way, the issue is not with you, and he probably knows that already Savannah: No, everything's going really well Jac: 🤔 Savannah: It's me, it has to be Jac: You've not done what he's saying you have Jac: accusing would be too strong a word but Jac: we'll work it out but I'm totally clueless right now Savannah: me too 😢 Jac: Lowkey mad at him now Savannah: I shouldn't have even said anything, I told myself that I wasn't going to Savannah: but then Isabelle & Amelia started sulking too & it brought it all back Jac: No, I want to be there for you Jac: and make you feel better Jac: which I definitely will Jac: but I just can't explain away why he's being like this 🥺😢 Jac: and I wish I could Savannah: You'll definitely make me cry, you're the best Savannah: he was acting as though I don't make time for him, which is not true, but if it were, the reason would be that nobody deserves as much of it as you Jac: making you cry doesn't sound like something the best would do Jac: you've got to have your own lives, own friends Jac: you do NOT wanna be THAT couple Savannah: if you don't want my tears because I couldn't be happier to have found the love of my life, I'll keep them in, since they are yours, it's totally fine Savannah: yes, exactly & he knows that, he has more friends than extra-curriculars & he has as many of those as I do Savannah: it doesn't make any sense Jac: I will treasure them Jac: and make sure they never, ever spill for anything less than the happiest of moments, because that is all you deserve Jac: I could talk to him...totally on the low and in the most well-intentioned way Jac: maybe it's something he doesn't want to burden you with? but he has accidentally burdened you with this doubt and worry instead Savannah: 🥰🤗 Savannah: you'd do that? Jac: Of course! Jac: You're my soul sister, so I hope Ty at least considers me a friend too at this point Jac: he's going to have to get used to having me around 😅 Savannah: if he doesn't we have a bigger problem than I thought because I love you so much Savannah: & I will run away with you if anyone ever tries to make me choose 😄 Jac: He's smart, he's not gonna do that Jac: though honestly, I could do with the break right now, would not say no Savannah: maybe we could have one, it's essentially my right as a child of a broken home to play my parents off against each other Savannah: & if my dad is foolish enough to believe he can buy back any of my love or respect after what he's done, why should I feel bad for treating him like one Savannah: I refuse to, I do need to focus on myself Jac: In terms of making-up-to-do, he's in the lead no question, or so far behind everyone else, looking at it that way Jac: I think it would be the most appropriate way to end transition year Jac: God knows if my parents would go for it 🙄 Savannah: I'll talk to them, I've never lost a debate so far & I couldn't be any more well intentioned, my heart is in the exact right place Jac: 👼🏾🥰 Jac: next year is when everything gets REAL Jac: we need the holiday we are NOT going to get until...I don't even want to think about the next time we'll be able to take a real break after this Savannah: ^^^ Savannah: whatever I have to do to make it happen & be perfect, so be it Jac: the salon is the EXACT right place to plan all this Jac: all the inane questions they ask about your holidays will actually be useful for once 🤭 Savannah: 😄 Jac: This is like, just a you and me thing, right? Savannah: of course Jac: Okay because helping Isabelle pick bikinis is the opposite of fun 😂 Savannah: oh my god, I don't even want to imagine Jac: if the dress breakdowns aren't bad enough Jac: we'd be so stressed we'd be put on the no-fly list, honestly Savannah: Amelia would probably throw my body into the sea, weighted down by rocks or Isabelle's dog, I swear she hates me Jac: How could anyone hate you? Jac: and she's friends with me, so her taste can't be THAT off Savannah: we won't mention that she's also friends with Is Savannah: any excuse to talk about how perfect you are instead Jac: I seriously think if we wouldn't, who would 😶 Jac: you'll make me 😳 Savannah: OH! The tans we'll both get Savannah: you'll be sightseeing & I'll just be staring at you in disbelief because you somehow got even more beautiful Jac: Oh please Jac: you're so stunning they'd be running to write new laws just to make it illegal how good you look Savannah: stop, nobody can see me 😳 but I still feel it Savannah: it should be illegal how you make me feel Jac: sorry, but a world where you don't know and aren't told how perfect you are is just not one I wanna live in 💁 Savannah: I don't deserve you, all I've done today is mope & wish your friends away so that I can have you all to myself Jac: We deserve each other Jac: if I didn't have you, who would I be able to get excited about this with? Jac: I'd be going on my own, most likely Savannah: okay, you're right Jac: I just get sad thinking about all the time we weren't friends and didn't know each other properly before Savannah: No, don't be sad, baby, we trust in the universe because it was meant to be now not then Savannah: lord knows I needed my glow up before I could be around you Savannah: 👼🏻✨🌞💛 Jac: That's true Jac: I'm more thankful that we have NOW and the promise of forever than I could ever be sad Jac: definitely not ignoring how blessed I am Jac: also blessed that my hair grew back in and I lost the puppy fat look 😬🤦 Savannah: I stand by what I said when I first saw the pictures Savannah: you were ADORABLE Jac: you're too sweet but I'm not gonna complain about it 🥰 Savannah: It's true & you know that because I would never jeopardise our connection Savannah: you're the only person I can talk to with total honesty, it's so important to me Jac: I only feel like myself with you Jac: no one else gets it all Savannah: I feel like a better person when I'm with you Savannah: but with none of the pressure that my parents put on me not to fail or the fear I have of letting Ty down Jac: You're the best person Jac: if all I do is give you the confidence to believe that, then that's totally worth it Savannah: You're going to achieve everything you want Jac: I can't wait to be Dr Taylor to your Dr Moore Savannah: 😊 Savannah: I'll be there to make sure every second of your life is worth it until then & of course after Jac: Naturally ❤ Jac: have you seen the groupchat? Savannah: please don't judge me for not having opened it Jac: I couldn't even when I'm just sat here like 🤨😑 Jac: Is has sent a million links and they seem to be getting worse every one I open ??? Savannah: Well I can't face that until later when I'm 🛀🏾🥂 Savannah: not that I'll be staying at Ty's unless he apologises to me Jac: You can always stay with me Savannah: I don't think any of your family would be fine about the always, but I wish I could Jac: They'll deal, I have to put up with all of them so 💁 Jac: I'm trying to persuade them to move the sofa bed from the hangout area to the music room, make it more of a spare room too, more privacy Jac: it's not fair that Jesse has a whole room with all his crap in, there's plenty of space in said hangout room for him Savannah: 😄 I'm sure we could win that debate too, I definitely have as much passion about the subject as you if it means I don't have to go home Savannah: it's impossible to 🛀🏾🥂 when my mum is mid-breakdown in her en-suite Jac: 😬😥 Jac: she needs to convert the passion she had for couples therapy for solo therapy now Savannah: Honestly! It's a full time job making sure she's adequately but not over medicated & if I'm worrying about it I know Sienna is Savannah: I have to unlock the door to let her in & before I know it I'm re-doing her braids or checking her homework, all the while my bath water is going cold Jac: You're actually such a good sister, and daughter Jac: In awe of you Jac: I wish you didn't have to work as hard as you do, but it's really admirable Savannah: like, so sorry that you had to go home to walk your dog, Isabelle 🙄 it's no wonder she doesn't understand me Jac: She doesn't even try Jac: she lives on planet Is where the most important thing is which bland boy she's going to get off with next Jac: I can't claim so many of your experiences and struggles but I respect the hell out of you, and try to make your life easier where and when I can Savannah: oh my god, the boy from the other night! I can't Jac: 🤢 Jac: her taste! Jac: worrying Jac: ugly dresses are the least of her problems Jac: I feel like I can't leave her alone sometimes, honestly Savannah: if this thing with Ty is leading to a break up I refuse to date any of the boys in our school Savannah: that would be another full time job working out which of them have & haven't done what with her & when Jac: tell me about it 🙄 Jac: they're all so lacklustre Savannah: ^^^ Savannah: we know our worth & we're simply too good for any of them unless they have a serious emotional glow up of their own Jac: Mhmm Jac: Ty is never gonna break up with you though Savannah: I don't know anymore, I never thought he would raise his voice to me Jac: That's pretty out of order Jac: he knows about your dad, what he's like Savannah: & it's really out of character too Jac: Yeah, totally Jac: men and anger issues are a whole can of worms Jac: there's something he isn't dealing with, for sure Savannah: or something he's not telling me Savannah: I just hope it's not a someone Jac: who could even come close to you? Jac: he's not that cliche of having the perfect girl and risking it on some skank Savannah: Logically I know that but I'm so scared Jac: Babe 🥺 Jac: you NEED to put you first, even just for the length of this nail appointment Jac: you don't need this extra stress from him Jac: I've started the convo, you can read it all once we get to the meat of it Savannah: I just want to be excited about 💅🏾 & all the iconic outfits we saw Savannah: it's SO unfair Jac: I hate this Jac: I wish I could take you away right now Savannah: you do, I'd be even more a wreck if you weren't the amazingly intuitive person you are, earlier without even having to be told I was upset you made me feel better over and over again Savannah: and right now you know what I need, way before I can put it into words or coherent thoughts Jac: we trust the connection too 💫💐💞 Savannah: I love you Savannah: I'm not devoting time & space to anyone else today, from this point on Jac: and we're definitely getting lunch after, my treat Savannah: no, mine Savannah: you've already been taking such good care of me Jac: Okay, but we will be going [place] and I will be getting you your favourite dessert Jac: no arguments 😘 Savannah: Okay, I won't fight you on it Jac: there are so many more important, and fun, decisions for us to make Savannah: ^^^!! Savannah: is Is still trying to force you to make outfit decisions for her though? Jac: I've said we've got more pressing matters right now Jac: I've made it sound like a me issue though, don't worry Jac: they'll have to cope without us for a while Savannah: Thank you, I can't cope with their relationship advice at the best of times Jac: Yeah, there's less than zero chance they'd have anything useful to say so Jac: they don't need to know Savannah: We won't tell them about the holiday plans either, that way you'll have a nice secret to keep as well as my stupid boyfriend drama Jac: to secrets 🥂 Savannah: 🥂 Savannah: Are you still thinking about that dress or have I ruined everything? Jac: You could never ruin anything with me Jac: so yes Jac: but I'm also remembering that other shop we didn't even get a chance to check out Savannah: their window display is INCREDIBLE ✨ Savannah: we should go Jac: I KNOW Jac: I've been window shopping every time I go past Jac: and to be fair, I think it's a bit out of Isabelle's price range, so it actually wouldn't be nice to take her there Savannah: the universe has spoken, I'm taking you there, our secret Jac: 🥰 Jac: I swear I only have fun when I'm with you Savannah: you're so much fun that nobody considers you might not be having any, but I promise I'll always think about you & what you need Jac: You'll make me cry now Savannah: Baby, no 🥺 if you start you'll set me off again Savannah: I'm a really ugly crier & you look like an 👼🏻 Jac: Okay, okay, no crying Jac: we'll stay flawless Savannah: that's harder work for me than it could ever be for you, but I'll do my best Jac: You're the most perfect person I've ever known Jac: inside and out Savannah: I feel that way about you, I'm not just saying it like, oh sure, me too Savannah: you're so perfect I should hate you Jac: Yeah, I know Jac: sorta been there done that Jac: not that I ever hated you really Savannah: I couldn't Jac: No, in the way how perfect you are SHOULD be impossible, that's how hating you felt Savannah: that's it exactly Savannah: & I just wanted you to notice me, I'd wait all day sometimes, getting more extra about everything Jac: It was like, I should've been mad at you but I could only ever be impressed Savannah: Well, I can't lie, I'm glad because I've never worked that hard for anyone before Savannah: it'd be super awkward if I failed Jac: 😅 Jac: I'm flattered Jac: how many boys wish, like Savannah: of course, but boys are easy Jac: duh, if you need to try then you've got bigger problems Savannah: I don't understand what Amelia's is, a smile & a hair flip & she could be dating anyone in our year Jac: Yeah, me either Jac: maybe she's had the same 💭 about Isabelle's seconds Savannah: 😄 Savannah: at this point I'm seriously expecting her to come out as asexual Jac: 🤔 maybe you're onto something Savannah: I do have good instincts for these things Jac: True Savannah: one of Sienna's friends is & nobody's been anything but really supportive about it Savannah: her year group are so sweet though Savannah: I was not like that a year ago Jac: Awh Jac: yeah, she knows we'd all support her Jac: and no one is going to say anything to her Jac: no one with half a brain cell anyway Savannah: & even if things were said it'd be no worse than what they say about her now Jac: Facts Jac: I don't know if she 1. genuinely doesn't hear 2. pretends not to or 3. seriously doesn't care Savannah: & you know her better than anyone so if you aren't sure she probably isn't either Jac: 😕 Jac: if she gave any indication, I'd do everything to help her Savannah: I know you would Savannah: I'm honestly so jealous of how close you two are & have been for like, ever Jac: but we're just as close now Savannah: I can't help but envy all the shared history you have though, all the pictures & stories that I'm obviously left out of Savannah: I shouldn't think like that, I know Savannah: but sometimes it does get to me, even though I try & be a better person than that Jac: We're going to make so many memories together though Jac: from now 'til forever Savannah: of course we are Savannah: it's no wonder he also accused me of being over sensitive, that one is very clearly true Jac: people just say that when they don't want to make allowances for other people's inconvenient feelings Jac: you can feel that, and I feel it too Jac: I wish you had been there Savannah: it just feels like she brings up all these past anecdotes as often as she does to try & leave me out Savannah: but maybe she doesn't realise how much it hurts me Jac: I'm sure she doesn't, but I'll make extra effort to clock it and get her to chill now Jac: we don't need to dwell on the past, especially at our age 🙄 Savannah: I don't want to cause friction, I can totally understand her wanting to reminisce, if we'd known each other then, I'd be the same Savannah: I talk & think about you literally all the time as it is Jac: Not even Jac: I don't want you feeling left out, or anyone Savannah: you would never Jac: you're so important to me Savannah: you've always let me know that Jac: 🥰 Savannah: I don't know how I would cope with anything that's going on in my life right now without you Savannah: I didn't even realise how badly I needed someone to talk to Jac: You look after everyone, you need someone to look after you Savannah: I can't rely on anyone to do that though Jac: me 🙋 Savannah: you can't leave me ever, I swear I'll go crazier than my mother Jac: I never will Jac: I promise Savannah: okay, I'm yours to look after then Jac: I can cope with that 😄 Savannah: you've definitely handled me at my worst, I haven't forgotten my bathroom breakdown, trust me Savannah: the embarrassment will last forever Jac: it so easily could have been me Jac: and maybe I wouldn't have had the courage to ever reach out if not, frame it like that Savannah: No, I hate that Jac: Okay, but no embarrassment either Jac: because you're the strongest person I know, and nothing I've learnt about you has changed that opinion Savannah: Well, I think you're the bravest & I fully believe you'll always find the courage to do whatever you want Jac: 🤞 Jac: I've got a lot of things I want and intend to do Savannah: 👏🏾 Yes girl! Savannah: I can't wait for transition year to be over Jac: Ugh, I know Jac: on the one hand, LOVE the extra opportunities and learning experiences they simply do not bother with the rest of the time Jac: but the other half is having to do lessons I have NO intention of carrying on with, which is just, pointless Savannah: ^^^^^^^^^ Savannah: my auntie was complaining at me as if it was OPTIONAL & I CHOSE it, excuse me Jac: Ha! 🙄 Jac: we all know it's meant to be in theory Jac: but if you don't go to a school with a high teacher to child ratio, with the budget and time to care about tailoring the learning experience to each child...then you're gonna have to do it with the rest, like it or lump it Savannah: She's a product of the American school system, there is zero place for her criticism Jac: and I- 😶 Jac: even our worst school would be preferable I'm sorry 😂 Savannah: Right?! Jac: Compared to the English and American systems, except maybe the super-elite English ones, I feel like we're still going to be at an advantage when we go to Uni Savannah: Agreed Savannah: even this year we've totally made the most of so far Jac: You've got to Jac: or you'll end up with a mediocre life and what is the point in even living Savannah: Ugh, exactly Savannah: I can already tell who is going to end up living like that Jac: I know right Jac: like, sorry to break it to you, but they're called FORMATIVE years for a reason Savannah: mhmmmm Jac: you can still have fun without ruining your life and future Jac: you just have to work hard too and some people are simply too lazy 💁 Savannah: ^^ we manage to have it all Savannah: I'm not sorry if they don't want it enough to secure it for themselves Jac: Exactly Jac: can't be sorry for you if you chose to act that way Jac: maybe some of them will turn it around years down the line but it'll be so much harder than if they'd put the work in when they were meant to Savannah: It breaks my heart that everybody doesn't have you to guide & hype them Jac: Only you deserve me though, that's the truth of it Savannah: I'm willing to work at that for the rest of my life too so Jac: 🥺 Jac: Ugh, I just love you Jac: you've really solidified all my life choices, if that makes sense Jac: like I know now everything I want is exactly what I need too Savannah: It makes perfect sense & I feel it too Jac: Thank God you do Savannah: My family are always pushing me to go to Trinity, they don't understand at all Jac: like, yeah, it's a good Uni, but we've done Dublin Jac: it's also the point of Uni to expand your horizons, put roots down somewhere else Jac: your hometown and Uni town are NOT meant to be the same Savannah: ^^ thank you Savannah: Sienna is the only one whose opinion is valid because I will be leaving her here alone for a year before she can go wherever she decides to & she'll actually miss me Savannah: my parents just want to control me Jac: Right, you aren't being selfish about it Jac: it's because you're too useful to them, like you said, looking after Sienna and your mum Jac: but those are actually both jobs your dad took on when he got married and made a family so Jac: he still has to deal with them Savannah: He gets to literally walk out but god forbid I take the next step in my life Jac: Right, he has to realize you are not a surrogate carer Jac: and that sorting those things out will always be his responsibility Savannah: He takes no responsibility for abandoning us never mind the fact that he spent years emotionally destroying my mum & then walking out when he didn't like who she became Jac: He's going to have to face his blame one day Jac: if nothing else, he does love you and Sienna, he wouldn't let anything really bad happen to you two Savannah: I don't feel loved, I feel like he decided none of us were good enough Savannah: maybe I'm too much like her for him to handle too Jac: I hate that he's made you feel like that Jac: but if anything, that shows failure on his part, not yours Jac: you're brilliant and loving and you're still there, even though it's so much for you to handle Jac: you don't need him, but that doesn't mean he shouldn't be held accountable right now, and that it's shit that he isn't stepping up Savannah: I hate him & I can't stand that he's made me carry hate in my heart when that isn't who I want to be Jac: Oh, Sav Jac: you wouldn't hold negative feelings towards him if he wasn't giving you that energy first Jac: you're never a doormat, again, it shows you're strong Savannah: Don't let me be with Ty, okay? Jac: Promise Savannah: Throw my phone into the 🛀🏾 if you have to, I'll forgive you Jac: 😅 I've got it in writing Savannah: 😄 Jac: would never drop it in 🥂 Jac: such a waste Savannah: Lord no, I need the full 🍾 Jac: 🙌 I can get behind that Jac: it's been a DAY Savannah: it had it's genuine 🙌🏾 moments nevertheless, because of & featuring you Savannah: I've looked at the pictures so many times, I CANNOT believe you really look like that Jac: 😳 says you Savannah: yes & I'm going to keep saying it until it sinks in for both of us that you're the most beautiful person that has ever existed because I'm hoping that if it does for me, at least, whatever dress you choose won't take my breath away as soon as I see you in it Savannah: otherwise you'll be trying to twirl but also having to catch me as I legitimately faint Jac: you'll have to not kill me before then or I won't be any use to anyone Jac: just a blushy mess on the floor Savannah: that isn't fair, on the one hand, you can't die, I need you, but on the other that sounds ADORABLE Jac: it's unfair how much of an 👼🏾 you are to me but I don't wanna share so Savannah: pink is one of my favourite colours, you know this & you wear it so well 🌺😳🌷 Jac: I'll wear it for you Jac: even if I don't go for that dress Jac: I wonder if we can get corsages or is that too extra 🤔 Savannah: I'll get that dress if it makes you happy, I'll wear anything you want me to, including a corsage Savannah: there is no such thing as too extra when you're talking about 🌷 🌹 🌺 🌸 🌼 🌻 Jac: my sentiments exactly 😄😄 Jac: I don't think Amelia will wear one Jac: but we can get them Jac: we can get our birth flowers and favourites and it'll be so cute Savannah: It should be an us thing, the holiday is so far away Jac: ^^ and it's more our vibe Jac: doesn't go with a short dress or jeans, really Savannah: 😄 Jac: I've got some books I need to return to the library, do you wanna meet at that little coffee place by there? Savannah: how many books? If you need help carrying them all I'll meet you at the library Jac: love the romcom fantasy 😅 Jac: you know me, there's a few... 😬 Savannah: 😊 I'll be right there, baby Savannah: no more struggles today Jac: ❤❤✨ Savannah: 🥰

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Hwllo! If you're still accepting requests, could I get some angsty djfox? Maybe, Rena protecting our favorite dj and getting hurt as a result? Have a fantastic day!

Thank you so much for the suggestion!

Sorry I got so cruel on that one but it was really easy to get a little explicit with that kinda suggestion ._. I hope that’s okay!

Ao3 / FF.net

“Hey there, pretty boy!”, Firena grinned as she landed in front ofNino, crouching close to the ground to stay low, “Can I help you out?”

He recoiled and his eyes quickly jumped back to the fight before landingon her cheerful face again. That’s what she was good at, grinning througheverything.

“Uhm-”

“Wonderful!”, she exclaimed, throwing a quick glance back over hershoulder, then she frowned, “Okay, hold on tight, we gotta get out of here.”

Before he knew what was happening she had already scooped him up,running away with him in her arms. He gulped and tightly wrapped his armsaround her neck, his whole body tensing as she picked up speed.

“Damnit, this Akuma is really fixated on you, huh?”, she growledas another blow of a deep note slammed into the ground next to them. He whimperedand she gripped him tighter, “Don’t worry, handsome, we’ll get you outta here.”

Nino risked a glance over her shoulder, gulping as he saw theAkuma trying to follow them but Ladybug jumped between them, holding it offwith her yoyo. He clenched his jaw and pressed his forehead against hershoulder, feeling her jumping over another blow that had found its way towardsthem, running into another street to be out of view. Then she let him down,feeling that he trembled on his whole body.

“Say, how did you get into this situation? I mean, this Akuma isfurious.”

Nino wound his arms around his own body, trying to cut off histrembling but failing.

“I-… I applied for a club to perform.”, he began the story as sheknew it already. Nin had been pretty excited about that in school, “Well, and,I had to send in a sample of my songs. Y’know, f-for them to see what I produce,if it fits and stuff. They had hundreds of other people applying and chose tenout to come to their club today. I was there, because I was under these ten.”

Another explosion sounded and she quickly urged him to continuejogging down the street, easily keeping up with him while she looked back.

“And then?”

“They asked us to perform, like an a-audition.”, he explained, “Sothey could narrow it down to two.”

She rolled her eyes, already guessing how it ended.

“You and the Akuma.”

He nodded, now finally prying his arms away from his chest toproperly run down the sidewalk, away from the fight.

“Yeah… I won because I was familiar with the mixing board. I havean older one at home. He wasn’t as good as he could’ve been with another board,so it was obvious I would win.”

“That’s unfortunate for him.”, she commented, throwing another glanceover her shoulder. The Akuma had fought its way to the street where theycurrently ran away and had recognized Nino again, easily throwing away Chatanother time to pick up the chase again, “Fuck. Hold on!”

She scooped him up once again mid-run and was about to jump ontothe roofs but in that moment, another bass explosion threw them off, sendingthem rolling over the street. She was the first on her feet again, grabbing hishand and pulling him up.

He tried to warn her but his voice broke. The Akuma got closer behindher back, pulling off a giant note from his back. It was the size of a swordand probably sharp.

“Firena-”

“LOOK OUT!”, Ladybug yelled but it was already too late. Firenaturned around and Nino’s eyes widened as she didn’t dodge or jump to the side.She stayed, right in front of him.

The Akuma surged forward and shoved the note at her, the sharp endgoing right thorough her suit.

A sound of ripping and a muffled punch sounded, way too loudly forNino’s ears. He heard her spluttering in front of him and her body bending forward.The wild eyes of the Akuma met his and an icy shiver went down his back.Suddenly, something poked him.

On the height of his stomach, he only saw it now, the note wasstopping right on his body. Firena’s blood drew on the blue of the fabric andhe already felt himself choking as the sharp edge just so dragged itself acrossover his hips and thigh so that it didn’t hurt him as the superhero went to thefloor in front of him.

The Akuma didn’t even care about its weapon anymore, letting go ofit and even pushing Firena to the side before she could hit the ground, makingher fall further.

Just as the Akuma was right before grabbing him, Chat pulled itback, engaging it in a furious fight. Every grin was swiped from his face, inhis eyes burning hate. Ladybug attacked with the same fury, her movementsprobably a bit too sharp, her punches a little too deadly.

They managed to push the Akuma back so that Nino could collecthimself and finally break his trance, looking down to Firena. She wasconvulsing in waves of pain, coughing and spluttering out blood while still tryingto breathe properly. He stepped around her, falling to his knees next to her sohe could see where the note had stabbed her.

She had her eyes squinted, her hands clenched in front of her chest.The note was right beneath her arms, meaning it didn’t hit her lungs or heart,at least.

Though, he knew this was still bad. Very bad.

“F-Firena?”

She opened her eyes for a brief moment, looking up to him, thenshe curled up tighter once again, wheezing heavily. He gulped, completelyhelpless as she was fighting against the pain.

“What-… What sh-should I-…”, he already wanted to grab the noteand pull it out to have it gone but she shook her head, effectively stoppinghim.

“… D-Don’t-… P-Pull it-… Out…”, she wheezed, still convulsing and pressingher head against the asphalt in search for something to hold on to, “… Has-…T-To-… Block-…”

A scream left her at another wave of pain and she squinted hereyes again, making him flinch.

“Tell me how to help!”, he sobbed, his hands indecisively hangingin the air, “I-… I’ll call an ambulance but-… H-How can I help you?!”

She just so managed a smile, then she screamed again beforeanswering to him.

“S-Stay-… With… M-Me…”

He nodded, pulling out his phone and shakily typing in theemergency number. The case was quickly explained and he kept the call as theguy on the other end of the call told him. With his phone on his ear, he bentover Firena again, gently caressing her cheek.

“Please-… Please, c’mon, they’re here in a bit. You’ll be f-fine,right? You’ll be fine.”

She squinted her eyes tighter before coughing out more blood, darkred and slimy as it fell onto the asphalt.

“… Y-Yo-… Ha-andsome…”, he quickly nodded, lowering his head tohear her better.

“Yes?”

“… T-Tell… Your-… Your girlf-friend-… You love her-…”, she forcedout, her voice sounding strained and thick of emotion and blood, “… P-Please?”

He furrowed his eyebrows at that request. Why should he tell Alyahe loved her now? Should he call her? Or tell her later? What did she mean?

“… Wha-”, but before he was even able to complete his question,she screamed again, then mumbled something. An orange flash blinded him and lethim fall back of surprise, then he heard a high voice.

“Cub! Cub, no, no, c’mon! Don’t you die on me, please! Cub!”

He slowly opened his eyes again and yelped as he saw how muchblood had already spread over her shirt. Over her-… Her shirt…

His eyes widened at the familiar pattern of violet and orangesquares that slowly vanished under the radiant red of blood. His gaze wanderedup and he recognized the orange tips of her hair, the brown, curly mass that heloved so much the further he looked up.

Her beautiful dark skin, her orange fox ears missing.

Alya.

Without missing a beat, he turned to the side, choking. He didn’tthrow up, even if it needed all in him not to do that at the metallic smell ofblood. The blood from his girlfriend.

“… N-Nino…”, she finally forced out again, over another wet cough.He collected and braced himself before getting to his knees again, tearsshining in his eyes as he made eye contact again.

“… I love you.”, he mumbled, sobbing as he forced himself to focuson her eyes alone. Not the wound, not the crying, little, orange creature onher forehead, not the red blood in which he already kneeled, “I love you, Alya,please-… Please, don’t-… Don’t give in… In a second, Ladybug will r-release thehealing light and-… Y-You’ll be fine… You’ll be fine, please…”

She managed a snort, then she convulsed again and screamed. Heflinched at her pained cries before sliding closer, not caring about the blood.

He scooped her head up, stretched his leg out and rested her cheekon his thigh, then cradled her close, carefully of her wound.

She relaxed for a moment before violently sobbing into the fabricof his jeans on his hips, wheezing. Blood dampened his shirt and jeans but hedidn’t care. His fingers worked through her hair and he bent closer over her, totry and give her at least a little comfort.

“Shh… Shh… You’ll be okay, Alya… I love you… Please, please beokay…”

She couldn’t suppress another yelp in pain, tensing and clenchingaround the note in her stomach.

“… D-Don’t-… Don’t wanna d-die-… Don’t-… P-Please, I-…”, shesobbed, weakly shaking her head before screaming another time, “… N-Nino-…Please…”

It broke his heart to hear her begging like that, to hear thedespair in her voice. The raw fear.

“You won’t, Alya. You won’t die.”

She continued crying, her body shaking of pain and fear.

“… I d-don’t-… W-Wanna die-… I-… M-Make it s-stop-… Just s-sto-op,ple-ease-…”

Nino shifted her higher, now taking her into his arms and sittingher up more. She screamed in pain but he couldn’t bear her talking like that anymore.Cradling her head in his arms, pressing her tightly against his chest, heburied his face in her damp hair.

“You won’t, Alya, you won’t die. It’ll be over in a second. Just alittle more, Alya, a little longer. P-Please, just a little longer, just a bit!”

Her breaths got shorter and she choked, sprinkling blood on hisshoulder. He didn’t care one bit.

“… N-Nino-…”

He leant back again to lower his lips down on hers. He kissed hersoftly and felt her relaxing a bit before coughing again. The blood smeared onhis chin and moistened his lips and even though he already felt his stomachchurning again, he knew soothing her was more important now.

So he waited until she had a short moment of breathing through beforehe kissed her again, keeping his eyes closed. She barely turned her head awaybefore she already threw up, vomiting out blood. The note had probably hit herstomach.

His shirt got soaked but he didn’t mind, he just held her close,pressing his temple against hers, waiting until she was done. The convulsing gotslower and she merely coughed, her body shaking.

Until she stilled.

Her coughing cut out, her breath sounded like rattling. Then, shesighed – and her muscles lost all tension. When he was sure her body hadcompletely slumped he pressed her tighter, sobs overtaking him. One arm wrappedover her shoulder, his hand clenched into her shirt at her back. His other handtightly buried in her hair to keep her head against his shoulder.

He didn’t even feel it as the healing light washed over them,taking the note with it. She remained still in his arms, unmoving. Too warm.

And he didn’t even feel it as a hand came to a rest on his tremblingback.

Also, I deliberately left out the very last sentence ;) If someone wants to know this sentence, send me an ask ;P

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Sometimes I hear some people say that Asmo shouldn't be called a narcissist both by the game and the fandom, and at first I agree, but their reasoning is almost never the fact that "narcissist" doesn't just mean "self-obsessed" and is used to describe a real disorder that people struggle with, but some wrong fact that actual narcissists are much more evil and manipulative and Asmo would never be like that. For example, a writer that I like has recently said a similar thing and it really disappointed me to see that many people in the fandom think that. I would try to educate her (the writer) but they turned their anon asks off due to some previous drama and I don't want to have my name attached to the ask since I'm scared that her fans and other people who agree with her will attack me like they did to other people that share the same opinion as me. I really hope that she will educate herself on the matter and apologize but I'm pretty sure that won't happen since other people that think "narcissism = bad person" have proven to me countless times that they are very close minded and would rather call you manipulative before admitting that they were spreading harmful misinformation. I'm kind of straying away from Obey Me here but what I'm basically saying is I hoped that the fandom would be more supportive and respectful towards people with npd, unlike the other fandoms I've been in. It's just really depressing to see people defend the actions of a fictional demon then turn around and bluntly insult real people just because they assume a bad family member might have had npd just because they were abusive. It might not be very important to other people but it's very important to me, imagine hearing only bad things about the thing that you struggle with everywhere, not only online by random people and in movies, but also in real life, having literal therapist refusing to work with you because of misinformation, and then going to the fandom space you feel safe at and hearing the same thing all over again. Sorry if this was a bit long, I needed to say this somewhere anonymously. (T_T)

— Anon

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I love Mammon but why TF does he have sunglasses in the sunless Devildom 😭😭😭

Boy literally wears sunglasses at night LMAO

— Anon

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Simeon=sexy, hot, gorgeous, stunning, best character, HOT, beautiful, pretty, handsome, delicious, attractive, FINE ASF and most importantly husband material

(he’s totally daddy)

— Anon

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Okay i love Diavolo and everything abt him to the moon and back but the only thing he isnt the top one in is song wise. (Dia's song is in second place)

BARBATO'S SONG (crazy about you) GOES SO HARD FOR ME LIKE THE CHORUS MUSIC TO THE SIMPLE "oya" AJFKDJHD

I LOVE IT WHEN SONGS DO THAT STUFF🔥🔥🔥🔥

— Anon

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Levi is egging out so hard

Hope she figures it out

— Anon

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I miss the dance battles.

— Anon

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Leviathan have dirt in his toenails for 300 years ago

— Anon

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Luke's voice is so grating to me. It's just so?? easy to tell that's a grown man??? And obvs they're not gonna bring an actual little boy to voice him but they could've at least picked someone who can do a believable little boy voice.

My Wish is the only character song I've never listened to again after it first relased (though the vocal mixing on Question Love is kinda bad as well) and it's the one part of All the Feels that throws me off the song. There are parts where his VA slips out of the Luke voice a bit and it sounds so much better! And then he goes back to it and it's like Oh. I remember why I don't loop this song now

— Anon