#Enemy: Haha yeah! He sure is dumb!!

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Love seeing the crew go absolutely apeshit any time somebody insults their captain

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the clash | viii. love you to death

hobie brown x goth!reader

word count: 4.2k

genre: enemies to lovers

warnings: language, insults, venom hating hobie, anxious and sad hobie, panic attacks, fight scene, injuries, lots of injuries, angst with fluff and then some more angst and then fluff again, mentions of blood, broken bones

a/n: y’all.... this one was so fun HAHA i’ve been seeing scenes from this part play out in my head ever since i thought of the plot so it was so so SO fun putting it into actual words. we’re getting closer to the end now, and i am so grateful for everyone who decided they wanted to read this lil story i thought up 🖤 i hope you enjoy!

previous chapter: vii. i wanna be sedated

now reading: viii. love you to death

next chapter: ix. last caress

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“Uh, Hobie… the hell is happening right now,” Miles asks, but Hobie stays silent. He’s trying so hard not to freak out. It’s taking everything in him to not give in to his emotions. He clenches his fists. “Let ‘em go,” he demands, and Venom laughs. “I don’t think so. I like this body more than I expected to. Looks like we’re in the same boat there, aren’t we?”

“Shut the fuck up,” he growls, an all too familiar anger stirring in him. “Awww, are you going to kill me like you did yourself?” Venom giggles, and he glares at it. “Just fuckin’ might, mate,” he says through gritted teeth, and Gwen pipes up. “What? Hobie, what are they talking about?”

“Piss off, Gwen. That’s not them,” he snaps, and she frowns underneath her mask. “We’re here to help you Hobie,” she says, and he clenches his jaw. “I don’t need no help.”

“On the contrary, I think you need all the help you can get. You mess up everything when you don’t have it, no?” Venom says, amused. Hobie knows it’s just trying to antagonize him. He knows that. But he can’t help but get angry. It’s using your body.

But he also knows that he does need help. He just can’t say his plan in front of this freakshow. “Go back to Spider Society, Gwen,” he touches his guitar, “tell Miguel I got it under control. Just gonna amp up this space slime a bit.” He hopes that was a clear indication of what he needs Gwen to do.

“Are you sure?” she asks slowly, and he smirks. She got it. “Positive.” With that, Gwen, Miles, and Pav disappear. If Hobie gets as many amps as possible, he can repeat what he did with Osborn and save you. Of course, the act of destroying this Venom might require more than just noise and be a little harder, but he’s willing to do anything to save you.

Anything.

Venom laughs. “That was a dumb move, what you just did,” it says, and he shrugs. “Yeah well, I’m full of those lately,” he responds, trying to think of his next move. He doesn’t want to destroy your flat, but he doesn’t want to cause too much damage to the city as a whole. “Are you going to do something, or do you prefer I kill you just standing there?” Venom asks, and Hobie scoffs. “Kill me? You’re a cheeky alien, you are,” he says, and he leaps off of the balcony. Venom follows him. He begins webbing through the city, expertly. Honestly, it’s a good thing he’s been here to see you so many times. But Venom keeps up with him, occasionally shooting out some symbiote webs at him. Luckily, he’s able to see it and dodge them with no problem.

He sees a giant arena and decides that’s a good place to fight Venom. Especially as it was all dark and he saw a sign talking about a celebration there for tomorrow, which means everything was most likely set up already and he didn’t have to worry about anyone being there since the event wasn’t until tomorrow.

He webs into it, landing in the nose bleeds and disappearing into the shadows. He hears Venom land where he was with a chuckle. “You can’t outrun me, Spider-Punk,” it says, and Hobie quietly webs down a few levels and ducks into a closed clothing store in the arena. He calls Gwen, who picks up almost immediately. “Shh,” Hobie says before she can say anything. “Bring the amps to the Mortician Square Garden Arena, line ‘em across the top, I’ll keep Venom distracted til you finish,” he whispers, and Gwen nods. “And one more thing. Get as much as you can out of (Y/n)’s flat, okay? Get Shadow out, take him to Miguel, and all the vinyls, their aunt’s skull, as much as you can,” he whispers, and she gives him a confused look. “Why?” she asks, and he sighs. “Their world isn’t gonna make it,” he says, and Gwen’s eyes widen. She mumbles a quick ‘got it,’ before hanging up.

He sits in the silence, confused as to why he doesn’t feel any presence. Suddenly, an inky tendril shoots out at him, and grabs him, pinning his arms to his sides. He mutters expletives, trying to get out of Venom’s grasp, but to no avail. He comes face to face with the grinning monster. “Found you.”

“Fuck you, mate,” he grunts, and thrashes around. “I thought you would be more difficult to catch. Looks like I was wrong,” it says and Hobie rolls his eyes. “Woulda been harder, bu–”

“But your little sense trick doesn’t work on me. That’s how I caught (Y/n), too,” says Venom as they pull Hobie’s mask off. Hobie glares at them and tries to get out of its grip again. “They’re right… you are handsome,” Venom says, and he delivers a successful kick to the symbiote. “Get out of their head,” he growls, and it giggles. “That tickled.”

Venom throws him across the room with force. He flies through a wall and groans as he stands up. Venom shoots out a tendril to catch him again, but he successfully dodges it. “If only you could hear their pleas for me to leave you alone,” Venom says, and it makes Hobie angrier. “I said get out of their head!” He yells, throwing a giant chunk of concrete at Venom only to have it shatter when it comes into contact with it. It only slightly falters, but that enough time for Hobie to quickly web away. He just needs to keep Venom preoccupied while Gwen, Miles, and Pavitr set up the first part of the plan.

He hears Venom following him, taunting him, and consistently trying to grab at him. As long as he keeps Venom from seeing outside, everything should go off just fine. He just hopes Miles, Gwen, and Pav can let him know when to go outside with Venom close behind. Ah well. Improvising is what spiders do best, anyways. Hobie is swinging past a food booth when Venom hits him into it. He winces as he crashes through the wall separating the front from the kitchen and straight into the knobs on the giant grill. Of course, it turns the electric grill on, but that’s the least of Hobie’s worries as Venom then uses one of its “webs” to pin him down on the ground. He grabs the web and tries to get it off of him, but it doesn’t work. Venom sprouts tendrils that make it literally look like a spider, with “legs” coming out of its back.

Luckily, Venom places one of these legs on top of the already hot grill, causing it to scream out in pain and freak out just enough for Hobie to get out of the “web’s” grasp. He quickly runs off, shooting out a web to disappear out of Venom’s sight. He sneaks around to the outside and sees Pav pushing an amp in place. It looks like they’re about halfway done, and Hobie nods. He can keep that thing distracted for that much longer.

He sneaks back into the indoor part of the stadium. He thinks about it, but ultimately decides he’s had enough with the stealth method. It obviously isn’t helping him in this instance, like it ever helped him before. “HEY VENOM! COME GET ME YA FUCKIN’ TOSSER!” he yells, and to his expectation, Venom burst through a wall and screams at him. Hobie shoots a web upwards and leaps up to the next story. Venom bursts through the floor, and Hobie quickly fires a web at a pillar, wrapping around it a few times and then firing another one to another pillar and tying them together tightly before taking off and doing it again to the next set of pillars, and then repeating it again. He made sure the first trap would land in the middle of Venom’s body, the second more of a tripwire, and the third at clothesline level. And it worked.

Venom ran directly into the first trap, which slowed it down, and then the second made it stumble and the third snapped its head back at a gross angle. It groans, and Hobie waves at it. “You should really watch where ya goin’,” he says, and Venom growls. “They feel everything.”

“What?” Hobie falters. “Your little partner. They feel it all.” Hobie frowns. Is that true? Did he just hurt you? Venom senses his distraction, and grabs him, pushing him down through the floor. He grunts, and Venom laughs. “It’s too easy,” it says, and Hobie glares at it. He’s trying to pretend like he isn’t completely battered and bruised by Venom, but damn. This alien can fight. He grunts as Venom picks him up off the ground and pushes him forcefully against the wall. “Aww, did that hurt?” Venom giggles, and he spits on it. He ignores that there was blood mixed in with the spit. That’s… probably not good, though. Venom smiles at him. “I don’t think I am going to kill you,” it hisses, cocking its head to the side. “I think I’ll keep you in case this body breaks.”

“Piss off, I’d never let you do that to me.”

“Even if it meant I would let (Y/n) go?” it asks, and Hobie clenches his jaw. Venom giggles. “Say I let them go, they could run free without the influence of me. Would you do it then?” Hobie clenches his fists, staying quiet. “You’d just make me kill them.”

“Clever boy,” it says, and Hobie yelps as Venom tightens its grip on him. “But you’re right. This body will do just fine, and I can easily find a new host if I need to,” Venom says, smirking at Hobie, “I’ll be kind to you before I kill you,” Venom says, and suddenly Venom’s creepy and unsettling grin melts away, and Hobie sees your face. You’ve been crying, and that sight alone breaks his heart. And your heart breaks at the sight of his bloodied lip, black eye and cut forehead. “I’m sorry,” you whisper to each other at the same time, but before any more words can be said, Venom takes over again.

Hobie tries to get out of its grasp again, but it's not happening. “Interesting choice for your last words,” Venom forms a fist, ready to strike Hobie, but before it can, it’s arm gets pulled backward by another web. “Those will not be his last words,” he hears Pavitr say. “Yeah, his last words will probably be ‘I DON’T AGREE WITH PEACEFUL PROTESTS’ or some shit,” Miles chimes in, webbing the arm holding Hobie against the wall and yanking it away from him. “I was thinking more like ‘I won’t let you hurt them!’ because I mean wow look at how unhinged he is right now! Imagine when they’re actually together,” Pav says. “Not the time, Pav,” Miles shakes his head, yanking Venom’s arm, even more, to make it parallel to the arm Pavitr’s holding back.

Pavitr and Miles hold Venom’s arms back as it shrieks and Hobie leaps away from it. “Good timin’, lads,” he says, wiping some of the blood off his face. “Don’t mention it,” Miles grunts and Hobie dodges some attacks thrown by Venom’s tendrils. “Miles! It’s sensitive to heat!” Hobie yells, and Miles smirks. “Ahhhh, I gotcha,” he says and uses his venom electricity strike. Venom yelps and falls backward. Pav and Miles let go of its arms, and the three of them crouch down. “Where’s Gwen?”

“She’s outside getting all the chords connected so all the amps play at once,” Miles says after electrocuting Venom again, meaning it didn’t hear what Miles just said. “Amazin’,” Hobie mumbles, dodging some more of Venom’s attacks. “I’m gonna get up there, stall it woulda?” Hobie says, webbing away.

He knows Venom is going to try and follow him, so he heads out to the open field. When he gets out there, he sees rows and rows of fireworks. What the hell were they celebrating that they needed this much fire power? He hears Venom’s yell and decides it’s not important, but it’s good that all of it is there. They can use that. He climbs and webs his way up to the top of the stadium, running over to Gwen who hands him the chord. “Thank you,” he says, plugging his guitar in, and she nods. “Don’t mention it.”

“Did you get everything out of their flat?”

“As much as we could. How do you know it’s the end?” she asks, and he frowns. “Cause I caused it.” He looks down, clenching his jaw and clearing his throat.

“It’s bout to get real loud. Tell Miles and Pav to lure it out,” Hobie says, and Gwen nods, about to web off. “Wait! Gwen, throw all the fireworks in a big pile,” he says, pointing to all of the fireworks. “What? Why?”

“Venom is sensitive to heat. Let’s blow it up.”

“But (Y/n) is–”

“They won’t be bonded when it happens, go!” Hobie says, and Gwen hurries to help the boys lure Venom out into the open. Hobie watches and waits, when he hears police sirens going off. Oh great. Piggies are coming to play. Maybe Venom will eat some of them. That would be the only time he ever supported Venom doing something. His attention gets pulled back to the field when he hears Venom’s shrieks. He sees Pav and Gwen web out, starting to throw the fireworks into a pile, and then Venom stumbles out, screaming from Miles electrocuting it once again. Hobie pulls out his pick, placing his fingers to form the beginning chord to one of his favorite songs. He hesitates and places his fingers to form a different chord. This time, it’s one of your favorite songs. He knows all of them by heart, anyways.

“When did you learn this song?” you ask him, as he lazily strums along to one of the songs playing on your vinyl player. He shrugs. “I hear it so much when I come over here, the real question would be when didn’t I learn this song,” he says, and you roll your eyes. He smiles slightly when he sees you swaying back and forth and humming along to the music.

The song ends, and without a beat, Hobie starts strumming along to the next one. “I must listen to this vinyl way too much,” you comment, and he shrugs. “At least it isn’t a shit album.”

Watching you vibe with his playing made him make a promise to himself, he would always learn your favorite songs just so he could see your reaction to him playing them.

How didn’t he realize his feelings before?

Venom spots him, and screams up at him, ready to rush up the seats of the stadium and take him down. He takes a deep breath.

“Come back to me, love.”

He strums, and the sound causes Venom to stumble, holding its ears while it screams. He can see Gwen, Pav, and Miles wince slightly from the noise as they finish bringing all the fireworks into a pile in the middle of the stadium. They web up to where Hobie is and turn to see what happens. Hobie doesn’t acknowledge them, his main focus is on you. Venom’s skin starts bubbling around you, and it seems to literally be melting. He sees flashes of you, the pain affecting you in the same way as Venom. It nearly makes him stop playing seeing the distress on your face. But he remembers it’s the symbiote causing you the pain, and he needs to get it off of you as soon as possible. The position Venom is in, trying desperately to cover its ears suddenly breaks as you finally regain control of your own body. You rip some of the symbiote off, your face breaking through. Hobie keeps playing, fixated on you as you crawl away from the inky black alien. It looks straight out of a horror movie, and he can’t wait to tell you about it. You’re gonna think you looked so cool. He’ll still give you some playful shit about how you looked though. It wouldn’t be the same if he didn’t.

He nearly tears up when he sees you completely separate from Venom. You look up, seeing him and the others, and immediately web up to him. You’re in your suit, but your mask isn’t on, and Hobie stops playing seeing that you’re next to him. You immediately wrap your arms around him, hugging him like your life depended on it. He hugs back, somehow tighter than you are. “I’m so sorry,” you whisper, and he shakes his head. “No, love, you’re okay. You don’t have to apologize for nothin’,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down your back. If the two of you could choose, you would stay like this forever. But the two of you are spiders. And it never works out like that for spiders.

“HOBIE LOOK OUT!”

Hobie hears Gwen shout just a second too late, and one of Venom’s “webs” attaches itself to his back, pulling him off the edge of the stadium. You reach your hand out to prevent it, and Hobie reaches out his, but you just weren’t fast enough. Your fingertips brush each other, but before you can grab his hand, he’s out of reach. You watch as he gets pulled down to the bottom of the stadium.

For the second time, you weren’t fast enough.

You get flashbacks to your second canon event, and a single tear escapes your eye.

Hobie, on the other hand, can feel Venom overtake him, no matter how hard he tries to fight it off. He starts to panic, hearing Miguel’s voice in his mind.

“Hobart Brown was meant to kill (Y/n) (L/n).”

Now the tears are falling freely down his face. This can’t be happening. He can’t let this happen. Why is this happening?

Once the shock of what happened passes, you find yourself pissed off. You just got back to Hobie, and now this alien thinks it can take him away? Fuck that. You scream out of frustration, webbing down and punching Venom’s newly formed face, full force. Well, as full force as your exhausted body will let you. You feel your hand break from your own strength coming into contact with something equally as strong, but Venom falls backward, so you don’t really care. You ignore the pain, noticing the pile of fireworks. You understand the assignment immediately. Unfortunately for you, Venom bounces back faster than you thought and punches you in the stomach. You grunt, coughing up blood, as you fly backward and hit the side of the stadium wall, hard. You glare at Venom, who laughs. “So weak,” you hear it say, and you glare at it. “Maybe if I should have drained more of your life force. Then you wouldn’t have even been able to punch me like that. Though, I know it took up more energy than you would have liked to do so,” Venom roars at you, beginning to charge at you.

You web to the other side of the stadium as Miles jumps down. “I got it,” he says, electrocuting Venom once more to slow it down. It screams and swats him out of the way. He hits the wall, and shakes his head, webbing up to Gwen and Pav, who immediately assesses the damage he got from Venom’s hit. They notice you’re up here, too now. “You are just so fast,” Pav says, impressed. “Oh my god, (Y/n), your hand,” she says, seeing it already turning black and blue, and blood pouring from it. “Not important right now,” you growl, picking up Hobie’s guitar. Luckily, your strumming hand is the hand that broke, so you form your fingers to a specific chord and strum. You play Hobie’s favorite song, the one he taught you to try and show you ‘real music’ so long ago.

“Ugh, can’t we listen to something other than your moody goth music?” Hobie asks, lazily turning his head towards you as he laid on his couch. Gwen, Pav, and Miles left like 30 minutes ago, but Shadow was too comfortable on Hobie’s chest for him to leave. “No, actually, we can’t. And don’t act like this song isn’t the best thing you’ve ever heard.”

“Listen just cause it’s your favorite doesn’t mean it has to be mine, love,” he says, causing you to roll your eyes. “You’re such an asshole, Hobart.”

“It’s part of my charm,” he says and you fake gag. At the sound, Shadow hops off Hobie and makes his way to you, making sure you’re okay. “Alright, you can leave now. Yayy, Shadow! Wooo!” you say, petting your cat and pretending like you want Hobie to leave. He clicks his tongue. “Nah, I’m not goin’ nowhere. Come here,” he says pulling his guitar from behind the couch and into his arms. “What are you doing?”

“I’m showing you real music. So, sit down, shut up, and soak up the jams.”

You play through the pain, doing the exact thing he did when he first showed you. Albeit not as good as him. But it works, he breaks away from Venom, running, climbing, and webbing as fast as he can to get to you. And seeing the sight of you playing the guitar like that? Especially his favorite song? He could have fainted if he wasn’t worried you’d die immediately after he did. He sees your hand and frowns. “Give me the guitar, love,” he says, taking it out of your hands gently, and picking up where you left off. Except he quickly fades into one of your songs. You smile slightly and look at him. He gives you a small smile back. “Hobie, you have your lighter?” you ask, and he nods. “I’m gonna go down there and convince it to come to the fireworks pile. When I say, throw me your lighter,” you say. “Kick its fuckin’ ass, (Y/n),” he says, as you leap off the top of the stadium.

The four spiders up top suddenly hear a police bullhorn. “We have you surrounded. Hands up or we will resort to using force!”

Hobie turns his guitar up louder.

You web down, purposely aiming to kick Venom closer to the fireworks pile. You hit the ground and roll, landing in a crouch before standing and sprinting to the pile. You scream Hobie’s name, and he throws you his lighter. He stops playing, seeing that it needs to be able to actually move to get to the pile. You web up a story, catching it before rolling back down on the ground. Venom shrieks in its symbiote form, and comes rushing toward you, but you quickly ignite the lighter, throwing it on the pile of fireworks. You leap on top of it, ensuring that Venom will be in the line of fire, and when the first one begins going off as Venom tries desperately to climb it and get to you, you web off it as fast as you can. Hobie watches as you get halfway up before all of the fireworks go off at once.

He hears Venom’s screams, but all he can focus on is watching you as the explosion breaks your web and propels you way higher than you should have gone. He quickly uses his left hand to web a building close by and his right hand to another one and slingshots himself up to you. He catches you in midair, cradling you to his body and webbing to another building. Luckily, Mortician Square Garden was close to the Ember Stake Building, your favorite spot in all of the city. He lands, crouching down and holding you in his arms in a way that your legs are resting on the building. You lean your head against his chest, and he gently places a hand on the side of your face. “Alright, love?” he mumbles, and you give him a small, weak smile. “’m tired, Hobie.”

“I know, sweetheart, I know,” he says, running his thumb back and forth across your cheek. “Bet I looked cool just then, though,” you say, and Hobie chuckles. “Dunno. Think you need to work on your form,” he says, and you laugh softly. “You played my favorite,” you mumble, and he nods. “You played mine.”

“Not very well.”

“I would listen to that every day of my life, love.” You turn your head slightly to see the amount of fireworks lighting up the night sky. Hobie stays looking at you. “Looks pretty,” you mutter, and he grins. “Yeah. Sure does,” he says, ignoring the fireworks completely. “Reckon I get you somewhere safe to rest?” he says, and you nod softly. “I’d like that,” you mumble, turning your head back to him. The two of you stare at each other for a moment, not saying anything. He looks up, standing and helping you stand as well. He gently turns you to see your city, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I gotta admit. I do like it here,” he whispers in your ear. You smile softly, looking out at the city from your favorite spot. After getting a good look, you feel your legs about to give out as your eyes flutter closed. He catches you before you fall and is grateful you stopped looking when you did because he starts to see the nothingness begin to claim your world. You hear Hobie very quietly say, “I’ve got you, my love.”

Then everything fades to black.

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what are your favourite toh dynamics?

AGHGHGHHHHH OKAY, SO- this is mostly gonna be me talking abt hunter dynamics cuz kxjsjks i'm predictable, that's where my brainrot lies, but boy. i love toh dynamics so much

my probably Favorite favorite dynamics are hunter & flapjack and hunter & luz.

like, flapjack being hunter's first ever friend, the first instance of someone caring abt him genuinely and unconditionally, the first step to him breaking free from belos... the fact that he brought so much love and joy into hunter's life.

hunter had always had so much love in his heart, he loved his "uncle", but he'd never known what being loved was supposed to feel like; he thought love was conditional, and angry outbursts were just a normal part of it. but then flapjack came into his life and showed hunter what it felt like to love and BE LOVED BACK. he helped him open up, helped him find ppl who'd care abt him, helped him realize that whatever belos felt towards him…. wasn't love, that being loved wasn't supposed to feel like how he felt near belos; but that being loved was supposed to feel GOOD and WARM. (hunter being near tears because flapjack offered him a half of his berry instead of getting angry and lashing out at him like he'd predicted he would, since that's what he was always used to..... not comprehending this amount of kindness was even a possibility UGHHHGH)

they genuinely cared abt/for each other so much. flapjack was with hunter every step of the way, he supported him ALWAYS and he helped him and was such a big comfort in the scariest and most uncertain moments of hunter's life; like, this little magical bird loved his boy like no one else in the entire world. he was always by hunter's side and always indulging that boy's dumb ideas kxjsjk ughhh... the way flapjack didn't even hesitate to sacrifice his own life so that his boy could live, and even though he's gone, a part of his soul will always live inside of hunter. and hunter also cared abt flapjack so much, that was his BEST FRIEND. the apple of his eye!!!! the way belos almost crushing flapjack was the only thing that managed to give hunter enough strength and motivation to break through belos' possession and take back control of his own body. the way hunter always made sure that flapjack had the best care he could possibly have offered him, he loved him and still DOES... and always will. just!!!! gah. hunter and flapjack...

now, hunter and luz's dynamic is also just...... SOOOO SO interesting and full of SO many little nuances. how much it progresses, how much they go through together, how much they change. the fact that they started off on the wrong foot, on "opposite sites", but even then luz didn't consider hunter an enemy- they bickered a lot and luz didn't hold back from calling hunter out but ever since hunting palismen she saw him as hunter, not just the golden guard; and then as time progressed, they slowly grew to care abt each other and became some of the most important ppl in each other's lives.

thinking abt hollow mind, how traumatic of an event it was and how that mutual shared trauma that only they can understand affected and strengthened their bond. how luz gradually went from being angry/irritated at hunter for defending belos to being more protective of him and worried for his safety when she saw what his and belos' relationship REALLY looked like, that this situation wasn't safe for hunter, that he needed help, that he needed to be away from belos asap. her offering him to stay at the owl house, assuring him that everything was going to be okay as he was being pulled underground..... GOD. hunter immediately switching from calling luz "human" to her name after finding out the truth.

thinking abt their secret-keeping deal and how it rly wasn't healthy for them at ALL because they kept comforting each other from their VERY similar perspectives/stances, which just further locked in their mentality of "haha yeah they'll hate both of us when they find out our secrets!" during their stay in the human realm. how they were ensuring each other's fears by relating to each other; like a circle. but nevertheless, they still cared about each other and have only grown to care about each other even more throughout the few months and, ah!!!! them becoming so comfortable in each other's presence to the point where they allowed themselves to be vulnerable and voice their fears and worries around each other. luz calling hunter family and hunter truly letting his emotions out and letting himself cry next to another person for the first time in, like… EVER…….. HHHGHGHGHHH !!!!!

there's just so many factors to their dynamic, i love it so much....

but just in general, i love all the different relationships hunter has with everyone so much. emerald trio and all the distinctive dynamics within it... GAHHHHH hunter and gus, hunter and willow, willow and gus; they're all so unique and independently interesting and built upon, which makes the whole trio just WORK, so naturally. they're best friends, they're the trio ever, they care abt each other... ugh. LOVE THEM. you don't understand how much emerald trio brainrot i've got, they torment me on a daily basis.

hunter and gus... labyrinth brothers... they've got such fun, supportive friendship. both treated as "prodigies" of sort, both knowing what it's like to feel naive or used. both just wanting the best for one another. nerds (affectionate), i love them sm...

huntlow, how well they fit together and how supportive they are of one another... they just work so well because they're truly equals, their relationship is full of understanding and respect, but also comfort, and silliness. they're silly! and fun! and they get each other, and comfort/protect each other when the other truly needs it, just- ughhgh the bi4pan couple ever...... they're so good.

gus and willow, how they were each other's first ever friend (willow was gus' first genuine friend and gus was willow's first friend ever since amity suddenly broke it off with her)... how they've been inseparable since they met and know each other so well.

emerald trio, man

i love the potential of hunter and amity's dynamic as well; he may not be as close with her as he is with other members of hexsquad but there's stuff that they just get abt each other's home/family situations. them having this... playful/bickery dynamic at times but still being able to have serious, comforting conversations abt things they both relate to when they need to >>>> (also no, they wouldn't genuinely hate each other, and amity wouldn't ever threaten hunter or hold a grudge cuz of what happened at eclipse lake, like some ppl seem to think; that's not what their canon interactions or personalities suggest to us at all)

hunter and vee's dynamic also had SOOOO much potential, i will forever mourn that we didn't get to see it on-screen cuz of the shortening. ugh... the complex nature of hunter having been the golden guard and vee also having had a very traumatizing past related to the emperor's coven. her being distrustful of hunter at first, being uneasy in his presence; hunter also feeling guilty solely cuz of his past involvement in the emperor's coven and staying away from vee himself, in order not to make her more uncomfortable. then, slowly, gradually, them becoming friends... hunter assuring vee he isn't going to hurt her; vee noticing that some of hunter's behaviors are worrying (like maybe him flinching when camila raises her hand a little too fast near him, or him saying sth deeply disturbing that he considers normal, etc etc); them talking... vee finding out what hunter's life at the emperor's coven was actually like, what his relationship with belos was like. them realizing they actually have a lot in common, that they were both mistreated by belos, both his victims. getting to know each other and being supportive of each other's experiences. i could even imagine that hunter could tell vee that he's a grimwalker at some point, before ttt, making her the second person to know. if she expressed sth abt being one of the few last remaining basilisks or belos' experiment, or a species brought back from the dead, hunter would want to show that he sympathizes by relating to her, cuz that's how he shows he cares and understands. and the thing that relates him to this the most is his grimwalker identity. and so they could talk abt it too, maybe... (and the stakes here wouldn't be as high as sharing his secret to willow and gus was to hunter, since he was truly afraid of being rejected there; he thought he'd lose his best friends forever if they knew the truth abt him)

hunter and darius' dynamic..... gah. there's so much complexity and nuance here, so much potential to explore their past as well as future. with darius taking hunter in, there's definitely a LOT they must've worked on during those first few months. there's this specific trauma that has come from their stay in the coven, the specific ways in which this hostile environment had affected their behaviours and the way they both acted... that's definitely not sth that was just automatically dealt with, they had to work through that.

we know darius cared abt and respected his mentor a lot, so much to the point where he thought hunter wasn't worthy to be the next golden guard and was taking that feeling out on him, thinking he didn't deserve to inherit such important title after the previous GG's death; didn't rly respect or care abt hunter until any sport in a storm. i feel like darius definitely had a lot of guilt abt the way he treated hunter in the past, so moving forward he really tried his best, especially since hunter's had this deep need to impress him and make him proud and all. he wanted that kid to have a good life and to stay safe. we know their relationship has progressed throughout the rest of season 2, with the implication of them growing closer and spending more time together, but even as of watching & dreaming, it all definitely wasn't just sunshine and rainbows + darius rly didn't have much experience in being a parent. but he tried his best, darius (and eberwolf) definitely did everything in their power so that hunter could have the best possible environment to live in, and eventually they've worked through this complicated past and post-coven habits, and made their living space a comfortable home... made sure to always be supportive to hunter, to accomodate his needs, made sure he isn't overworking himself or trying to "earn" the right to live with them; made sure that he's flourishing and taking care of himself and being a kid. made sure he feels loved and safe and sleeps well and hgghh yeah....... also, thinking abt darius and hunter sharing that experience of grief, abt darius teaching hunter how to sew, abt how darius sent hunter on that mission to "keep luz safe" to keep him away from the danger of the day of unity... man!!!! (i do wish we'd seen their relationship progress and develop on-screen more though, rather than in the background/through subtext... but h)

hunter and camila's relationship is also... SO precious to me. the fact that during their first meeting, she made sure to let him know he doesn't have to be overly respectful to her, that they're on an equal ground; he kneeled and she told him to never do that again. hunter's stay at camila's was the first time he was under long-term care of an adult who truly cared abt his well-being. lots of it was probably so confusing to him, cuz of how different it was from his relationship dynamic with belos, and it was definitely trial-and-error in many instances, and it was a while until these more healthy habits started to feel more natural to hunter, but it also made him feel loved. apprecciated. safe. i just know camila was always just... so patient with hunter. never raised a hand at him, made sure he'd never fear her, didn't let him overwork himself... she taught him how to use a sewing machine, told him all abt wolves. she definitely picked up on some of hunter's behaviours and deduced what it meant regarding his family past, and tried her best to make him feel comfortable. just!!!!! the fact that this was the first time where hunter truly felt cared for, where he lived in safe conditions..... GAHghghhhh (thinks abt the scrapped ttt credits idea featuring hunter helping camila out at her vet clinic. so normal abt it... i love winning... brainrot lvl 2000. man...)

there are so many more hunter dynamics that exist in my head...... hunter and raine, them being able to bond abt their (very traumatic) possession experience and their post-possession scars; raine being one of the very few ppl who seemed to have been nice to hunter in the coven, rather than cruel or dismissive of him. the fact that hunter (and dell) canonically helped fix raine's palisman after their battle with belos. GAHHHGHH...

hunter and the clawthornes; the fact that he works with dell, gwendolyn and the bat queen, that he canonically has been mentored by them!!! the fact that he and the clawthornes are in a way related but haven't discovered it yet, but are going to discover it eventually (love to imagine eda and lilith's reactions cuz this is like, comedy material). he works with them, he spends there so much time... i just know they've grown to be fond of that boy, he's like their unofficial grandson.

hunter and king, and their identity-related arcs. finding out you've been lied to your whole life and that you're the last representant of an extinct/legendary species, after thinking you were sth else all these years.... man! also the fact that king wrote one of hunter's favorite books xksjjsk AND hunter's whole...... religious trauma thing with "titan has big plans for you" versus king being an actual titan. AND the fact that king saw the uncountable piles of bones and skeletons of hunter's "family", the other golden guards, grimwalkers. do you see the vision-

even hunter and the collector! the fact that since the collector didn't understand death, they thought belos murdering all the grimwalkers and then making new ones was him just playing and then "fixing" the grimwalker, rather than actually KILLING a whole bunch of people. the collector realizing this... hunter having mixed feelings knowing how they didn't see grimwalkers (him included) as people and feeling bitter remembering how they spoke abt him with belos in the memory he'd seen in hollow mind, but also knowing they were belos' victim too, and it wasn't entirely their fault; that they know better now. sympathizing with that... the fact that both hunter and the collector have a traumatic, abusive past with belos; they were both manipulated and mistreated by him, used for his own selfish goals. it all coming together to just two kids with a complicated past who've gone through terrible things, trying to heal… hhgh

and soooo many more! i love lumity, i love raeda, i love the collector and king's friendship, the owl trio, luz and camila's dynamic, i hate-love belos and hunter's relationship cuz i love how it's written but Uggh. GOD. PAIN.... but it's written so very well. philip and caleb's dynamic is too, it's so interesting. and more! there are just so, so many good, interesting dynamics in toh, i could brainrot abt them forever...... man.

[pain-is-too-tired]

Am I the only one who's kinda getting bored of the "haha Percy is blonde like Will, the you're not my type scene is gonna be so funny" or whatever?

Specifically because Walker looks nothing like how I imagine Will?

Like yeah, he's blonde. But not the blonde I see for Will? It's a darker tone. Plus He does not have lanky cat stretched out in sun vibes sorry y'all

That, and Nico never specified he meant looks when he said Percy wasn't his type.

Cause if we compare Will and Percy they're different in a lot of ways.

Will's a healer, Percy's a fighter.

Will is described as laid back and appearing a lot more harmless then he really is. Why Percy is constantly being described as frightening and even godlike. He's a whole storm why Will's a cat stretched out in the sun.

Both are stubborn,but Will is a lot better holding in his more extreme emotions. It takes a lot more for him to be loud when going back and forth with someone. He can sound annoyed but he hardly ever sounds angry.

That and Will can calm down others like Clarisse, why Percy ends up matching them in attitude at some point.

Like I said, Percy's a fighter which often leads to impatience as usually in a fight its so quickly placed. You have to strike first before your enemy gets you. His adhd is a lot more hyperactive.

Will on the other hand has to balance patience and speed. Rushing can be dangerous, but you also can't be too slow or else chances of your patient dieing grows. It applies to how he interacts with others too.

And I honestly think that might be why Nico clicked more to Will. Will just has more patience to get through to him. He gets upset but he keeps his cool. Literally,iirc, they were in LITERAL HELL before they had their first true out right fight.

Idk why it urks me so much now. It was funny at first but it feels it's been beaten to the ground.

I think a lot it is also I feel Will is way too often chopped down to Nico's "hot therapist boyfriend". That y'all literally think of Percy was blonde that's all was needed to be Nico's type again. Like that's all that makes Will his type.

Heck, think about the fact Percy hardly ever defenseless. If he doesn't have his sword he has his powers.

Nico's thoughts on Will why he was literally going on about him in boo is that despite his harmless figure. Despite being a healer and not a fighter. Will rushes in to battle, even volunteering to scout on a enemy right after DELEVERING A BABY AT 14.

I think Nico found Will a lot more welcoming because Percy is just too much like him in some ways.

Sure, they can outsmart opponents, they're not dumb or completely dependent on their weapons and abilities. But without them they're a bit more unsure of their next moves. We see that Nico,despite being on the verge of dieing, still instinctively relies on his abilities. Though we don't see a similar case with Percy, his abilities is what makes him great enough to go toe to toe with literally gods. Nico's connect to death related abilities radiating from him was enough to scare back monsters.

Both need someone who isn't as use to being able to depend on weapons or godly powers strong enough to topple armies. They need someone to keep them grounded.

It's why Will and Annabeth click so well with their respective boyfriends. Annabeth constantly coming up with plans, she has only really her wits and a small blade to get her the upper hand. AND SHE DOES SO. I'm sure if Percy was in a situation where he couldn't use any of his abilities and either without his sword or couldn't depend on it as well, she would easily think of a plan and keep him from over doing it.

Will,like Annabeth, doesn't have the same powerful aura that his boyfriend does that keeps others literally backing away.

But he still managed to walk past Gemini without being stopped. I refuse to believe that he can't handle himself in battle like TSATS tried to say.

Anyway, really excited to see baby Will in the show in a few years fhdh

[conduitandconjurer]

Hi! Sorry I took so long to share. This is the picture from season 4:

https://www.instagram.com/p/C2zsCNAr8tT/?igsh=MTNrajRhM3R3aXM4dg==

I’m not sure if links work through asks but the official account (umbrellaacad) posted it on instagram. I don’t think having an account is necessary to be able to see it.

It worked, thanks, friend!!!

Hm. Hmmm. Yeah that...is a thing that they posted. Huh. lol.

I mean. This will seem shallow, but Klaus's appearance has always seemed intentionally tied to his inner emotional and psychological (and yes, spiritual) journey--his tattoos alone attest to that--so I think I'm particularly critical of what doesn't seem aligned to his character development visually. That said, I can see how he'd maybe revert to a point in his life when he chopped off and straightened his BEAUTIFUL CURLY hair ( =_=;;;; lol) since the excruciating journey he just embarked upon in order to START seeing himself as worth more than the mastery of his powers ...has kind of been...nullified lol by losing them (I get it, it's a Gerard Way esque thing to be totally nihilistic). Klaus may feel as if he can go back to his younger years (the tennish years preceding the start of Season One) and relive them totally detoxed, harm to his brain and organs also reset, sober. And that's valid, plus I know Klaus has a penchant for going through phases to distract himself from his real problems.

Which is why I'm So Tired™ when I see the nitrile gloves. They have to be in a "still-no-powers" timeline in this shot because Luther is still not fused with ape DNA. I am guessing this is going to be some kind of dumbass ableist gag (lbr, TUA has never cared about stepping right in it when it comes to ableist tropes) a la Adrian Monk and "hoho haha, compounded, severe and complex trauma gave him germaphobic OCD!" (in Klaus's case, because he now has remembered all the murder-experiments Reg did on him in the crypt, and he's no longer immortal, so that makes him hyper-aware of anything that could kill him without his safety net). On the one hand, if this is true I'm happy he has something to lose and therefore cares about how to spend his limited remaining days. On the other hand, no, I don't want Klaus to die, I want him to still have his powers but also CHOOSE to do the work of slowly recognizing he doesn't need them to be worthy of unconditional love.

Is the potential germaphobia good writing? Probably, in many respects.

Is it what I want, because I'm a soft-touch who just wants to see her favs heal because it gives her comfort? Nah.

Is reducing Klaus and his character development to a punchline what I want? God no. I'm so tired of it. I don't care how satirical the show is. Pick on someone else, lmao. I know he's the fandom fav which translates somehow into making him the target for the worst disastrous twists, but LET THE DUMB GAY DANDELION REST.

I saw someone write an alternate theory which I now have forgotten but I KNOW I reblogged it so please feel free to go digging in my reblogs.

Other thoughts: You can tell by the way he's the only one looking a different direction, Five is still the real leader, and I'm glad Luther gave up on that, bc he's Ferdinand the Bull and it doesn't suit him to be all stressed out and bossy. He picks up siblings and throws them down stairs or strangles them when he's overwhelmed, haha DDDDD: Anyway, poor Fivey never wears civilian clothes, except that One Time when he and Klaus went looking for Klaus's birthmother (they are good for each other and need to just like...get in a fucking car and leave again. LOL).

Ben and Viktor look hot but also confused which, fair, especially in Ben's case since he's a Sparrow and a moody Edgelord who needs hugs, lol. And possibly a more dangerous enemy than Reginald, which I frankly hope brings out Klaus's "I'm a big harmless sweetheart who finally snapped a la Katara bloodbending in Avatar" moment. I Need It. Literally every other sibling has had the chance at a minor nervous breakdown, come on. Let Klaus not be okay and acknowldge it to anyone who'll listen! And yeah I know his siblings all love him, I've never disputed that once. Sometimes love ain't enough, and needs to pair up with respect. Sad but realistic truth.

Finally, I wanna know if Allison has reconciled with the family and if so, how. She is fascinating and I think her villain era in s3 was 100 percent in alignment with her character development and her lifelong issues with consent (also Reginald's fault!)

This all came out spicier than I meant LOL. Im not snarking at you, anon, I swear. Thanks for sharing <3 I just expect VERY little out of Season 4. Hopefully I'll be wrong! I was similarly wrong with the Loki series, which gsve me a perfect final-arc scenario for my favorite character of all time.

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W: 🔞

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Pei Ming is hosting a party after college graduation, he wanted to have one last young and wild memory before they have to fully become adults and work their asses off to survive this crazy world.

All around people are dancing, drinking and having fun, It's the end of their college lifes, the end of living careless, of partying every weekend not caring to go to class with a hangover on monday, so they have to make the most of it.

Next day will be time for them to become adults, responsible adults, provide for themselves, maybe build families, maybe not, but today it's time to party and enjoy life.

In a more quiet corner Pei Ming, Feng Xin, Xie Lian, Hua Cheng, Mu Qing, Ling Wen and Shi Qingxuan are sitting in a circle playing a cards game.

Beer bottles are scattered all around them and they can barely hear each other through the loud music and chatter of others.

Xl "tell your most embarrassing moment- ooh that's kinda hard"

Mq "haha yeah, cuz you have a lot of those, how can one possibly choose the most embarrassing of them"

Hc "yet they can't never be more embarrassing then your existence alone Mq"

Mq growls in annoyance at Hc's smirk smile. Hc has his arms wrapped around Xl's shoulders, with a smug posture and an air of protectiveness surrounding him.

Xl "Sang Lang!"

Hc only gives Xl a inocente smile and doesn't say anything else.

After Xl's answer the game continues in its previous playful atmosphere for a while.

It's now Mq's turn, he draws the card and falls silent immediately after reading it.

Everyone stares at him waiting in anticipation, but he says nothing.

Sq "c'mon, what does it say? Tell us!!"

Mq clears his throat, eyes fixated on the card, he's unsure if this will end well.

After some more minutes he gathered his courage to read the card out loud.

Mq "place an ice cube in your mouth and make out with the player on your left until the ice cube melts"

Pm "ho ho"

Lw "oh my"

The group try to hide their giggles as everyone stare at the person on Mq's left, who seems like he didn't get it yet, he looked back at them confused.

Fx "what're you all staring at me for?"

Pm "are you dumb? YOU'RE the person on his left"

Now he got it.

He looked at Mq who was looking the other way, and back at the group, with a expression on his face no one could quite figure it out.

He was silent for a minute before managing to say anything.

Fx "I'm not doing that"

He looked at Mq again, yet, this time the other was looking at him too.

Mq "you think I wanna make out with your ugly ass? I'm not doing it either!"

Mq cursed to himself, it could only be his damn luck.

Of course the one on his left would be non other then Fx, his sworn "enemy", the most annoying person ever, the man he hated the most.

They were in the same friend group but never got along, always arguing and driving each other mad, if they were in a room together for more than five minutes a fight would for sure occur between them.

The thing is, it was clear to everyone, but themselves, the extreme sexual tension they were suppressing and disguising as hate for each other.

The group was obviously tired of their endless bickering but no one wanted to meddle in business it wasn't theirs, so they just had to watch as Mq's eyes stared lovingly at Fx when the other was distracted in class every day.

Or Fx who would always take charge of the food in the group gatherings so he could make sure there wasn't anything Mq was allergic to.

It was actually funny to the others how they acted like they hated eachother to the bone but were always contradicting themselves, and they weren't even aware off it.

Part of the group was entertained watching Mq and Fx argue over the dare on the card, they didn't notice the mischievous look Pm and Sq exchanged before speaking.

Pm "you guys ratter drink Xl's special drink as punishment then?"

The boys fell silent, fear immediately could be seen in their eyes.

Before the game started the group agreed in a punishment rule in case a player didn't want to do what their card said, the punishment was to drink a cocktail made by Xl, who was known for somehow being able to turn into poison any drink or food he tried to make.

Fx "do you want us to die? That thing will for sure kill us!"

Sq "it was you who decided on the punishment, now you wanna back out? That's not very honourable of you"

Sq was hiding a devilish smile under his hands as he said this.

Pm "what are you scared of? That you might like it?" He teased.

Fx could feel a gaze upon him from his right side, like if anticipating his answer.

After a couple of minutes not saying anything Fx suddenly grabbed an ice cube from the cooler next to him, surprising the others, still hesitant he moved closer to Mq who looked surprised.

Lw "wait"

Mq was so nervous he screamed internaly, everyone turned to look at Lw expecting an explanation for the sudden protest.

Lw "a make out session between you two is not something I wish to have engraved in my mind -she pointed to a closet next to the spot they were in- do it there"

Fx let out a frustrated grunt. "you must be kidding me"

Hc "for once, I agree, I don't wanna see you two getting horny in front of me, shoo shoo, to the closet you go"

Sq "but don't try to cheat, we will be checking afterwards"

Fx "pervs"

Fx said before taking a new ice cube from the cooler and putting into an empty cup, he looked at Mq for a second before grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the closet trying not to mind the giggles of their friends.

Fx shoved Mq inside the closet and closed the door.

Mq grunted "do you wanna die?!"

Fx "let's... just get this over with "

His voice was weirdly shaky, he sounded nervous, what Mq found quite odd.

The closet was not big and the random stuff scattered all around made the space even more limited.

Fx grabbed the ice cube and tossed the cup to the side, his hands shaking a little, he took the cube up to his mouth and moved closer to Mq, his right knee started pressing between Mq's legs the more close he got and a shiver went up his back.

On the other end Mq's heart was going crazy, beating so fast it could bust out of his chest at any moment.

It felt like Fx was taking an eternity to get to him, his body was growing hotter and hotter at every second, Mq had to act, he grabbed Fx's shirt and pulled him closer.

Their lips finally touched.

The kiss started surprisingly slow, it was soft and hesitant, Mq felt his body tremble when his tongue came in touch with the ice on Fx's mouth, a mixture of hot and cold that was kinda confusing to the brain.

But it didn't take long before the kiss started to get fast and aggressive, Fx's hands grabbed Mq's wrists loosening the grip on his shirt and tightening the hold around his waist instead, he wrapped his on arms around the other's neck pulling him even closer.

They looked so desperate, their mouths parting only when their lungs hurt from the lack of oxygen, they were devouring one another like someone who was starved for a decade had just been given food.

It was a messy, cold, wet, desperate kiss, the little ice cube twirling between their tongues, it was weird, weirdly good.

Water was dripping from the corner of their mouths as the cube melted faster than expected, yet, when it melted completely, they didn't stop, on the contrary, things only got more heated.

Fx stoped the kiss and took a hold of Mq's waist sitting him on top of a pile of plastic boxes, he pulled on Mq's hair and licked the bare skin of his neck, he kissed and sucked on the skin making the other let out a loud moan, their already hard members brushed against eachother and Fx let out a moan as well, his hand falling immediately to the zipper of Mq's pants, the other did the same.

At this moment they weren't thinking about they rivalry, there wasn't time to evaluate their actions, the only thing their wanted was to appease that fire burning inside, that fire that had been burning since a long time but was keep at ease by both of them, and now that it was finally fueled they couldn't control it anymore, at least for today, they'll let the fire consume them.

They masturbated eachother while maintaining their mouths glued together, moaning between kisses.

The air inside the closet was hot, the sound of the music was muffled but it was still loud, shouts of people partying could still be heard outside yet it was like they completely forgot everything around them, at that moment there was only Mq and Fx.

They reached climax together, both panting, legs shaking, heads spinning, they looked at each other, how did it end like this? It was just a game, just a stupid card game, and it managed to break the walls they had built.

Years of represed feelings and desire just came crumbling down like a tower of cards because of a game, a stupid card game.

Mq took off his flannel and cleaned their hands with it, tying it around his waist right after, he pulled up his pants and straightened his hair, so did Fx.

After making sure they looked presentable again Mq grabbed Fx's wrist and was about to drag him out but was stoped.

Fx "wait, what are you doing?"

Mq got closer to Fx's ear "I need you inside of me right now or I might go crazy"

Mq didn't see how hard Fx blused nor allowed any time for him to protest, not that he would've, he opened the door and draged Fx out of that damn closet.

They didn't care about the party that was still going on, they didn't remember what they were doing before stepping into that closet and they also didn't care at this point, they didn't looked around nor acknowledged anyone, so naturally they didn't notice their friends gaze following them as they go up the stairs.

Sq "we lost them"

Pm "hahaha they're totally gonna fuck, about damn time"

Lw "fortunately I locked my room before everyone arrived"

Pm "oh shit, did I locked mine?"

At the other side Xl and Hc were making out with each other, not caring about anything else since a long time.

And since they lost two more soldiers the game wasn't fun anymore so they got up and went to enjoy the party with the others.

This night was the perfect end to the history of their college lifes, just like Pm wanted.

And it was probably the perfect beginning of the rest of their lives for some people.

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The end? No

I'm doing a more spicy sequence to this cuz I just couldn't help myself, so expect a part 2 🤭

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twistedEcclesiastic [TE] began trolling tawdryCaricaturist [TC]

TE: I aM herE ouT oF purE fuckinG desperatioN. I aM minD-fuckinG fuckinglY fuckinG BOREd TE: mY matespriT iS DEAd oR likE probablY sleepinG anD I donT reallY talK tO anythinG elsE?? TE: anD yourE A faT stupiD fuckinG punchinG baG anD thatS FUn. NYEHEHEHEH TC: aww im really that entertaining to you? : P TC: i thought you had lots of other troll friends karmis! what happened?? TE: dO yoU havE dementiA?? wheN diD I eveR saY I havE trolL friendS I fuckinG HATe EVERYONe TC: well they all seem to know about you! i just figured you were all friends : ) TC: so if your lying your not really doing a good job of it right now : P TE: thatS jusT becausE I makE enemieS whereveR I gO NYEHEHEHEH TE: fucK thA haterS TC: haha true : ) TC: arent you a hater though? TC: just like in general TE: yeaH duH. fucK mE fucK yoU I donT givE A shiT! NYEH TE: whateveR. I donT carE foR labelS TC: thats cool me neither : ) TC: your friends are cool though i think you should hate on them a little less TE: ugH fucK WHo arE yoU EVEn TALKINg ABOUt???!!!! TC: ummm TC: well i met rozzie the robot and the guy that built him TC: he made it sound like your friends with him : ) TC: unless he was lying? TC: i dunno he sounded kind of tricky TE: STOp TYPINg!!! TE: STOp TC: WHAT? TE: rozziE iS NOt mY "frienD". fuckinG perioD! enD oF storY!! TE: itS A triggeR happY psychopathiC littlE freaK anD thaT nerD lukE needS tO keeP iT oN A leasH TC: his name is luke? TC: you guys are aliens and one of you is named luke? TE: welL youR namE iS ryaN. NYEHEHEH TE: hiS namE iS lukeiS anywayS TC: luke is what? TE: lukeiS TC: oh thats his name? TC: how do you even pronouns that TE: whaT iS fuckinG wronG witH yoU arE yoU actuallY braiN damageD? TC: no im actually normal!! sheesh TC: anyways LUKEIS (still weird) says that hes your best friend : ) TC: trust me! TE: whaT fuckinG eveR? I donT reallY carE TC: are you sure? TE: arE yoU stupid? TC: i dunno! TC: you came to me for entertainment so you dont get to complain TC: dummy TC: hey so whats a matesprit? is that another weird word your going to make fun of me for not knowing about TE: yeS iT iS! NYEH. lonelY loseR dickwaD TE: alsO I donT knoW whaT itS likE oN youR stupiD planeT buT oN ourS wE havE A littlE thinG calleD freedoM oF insultS sO I caN complaiN alL I wanT TC: yeah i guess we have something like that! its called bullying

TE: "meeeH meeH meeH mY namE iS wayaN yourE bullyinG mE becausE iM sO stupiD anD I donT eveN knoW whaT A matespriT iS oR probablY eveN hoW tO spelL halF thE alphabeT meeH meeH" TC: i didnt say that! TE: yeS yoU diD looK yoU jusT diD, weirdO TC: how come your allowed to complain but im not? thats kind of stupid TC: if your going to try to be mean you might as well be fair about it! >: P TE: therE yoU fuckinG gO agaiN beinG thE mosT stupiD persoN iN thE fuckinG universE. itS likE yourE ADDICTED TE: I neveR eveR saiD yoU couldnT complaiN itS jusT youR complaintS arE 1.stupiD 2.dumB 3.bullshiT 4.pathetiC(verY) 5.donT matteR. NYEH TE: NYEHEHEH TC: i guess but you complain about EVERYTHING TC: literally every single little thing TC: i think that makes your complaints even more pointless TC: i dont really take you seriously anymore : P TE: diD I asK yoU thougH? TE: XP TC: hehehe TE: yoU caN takE mE seriouslY oR noT, aS lonG aS yourE stilL A stupiD nobodY I wiN X) TE: yoU arE fuckinG dirT undeR mY cooL shoeS, PATHETIc TE: NYEHEHEHEH TC: suuuuure karmis : P TE: lalalalalalalA I canT heaR yoU TC: yeah you can : ) TE: whaT? TC: okay if you cant here me then i guess you wont react to me calling you a STUPID JERK TC: karmis smells like AAAAAAAAAAASS!!! >: D TE: nyeH TE: NYEHEHEHEHEHEH TE: NYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH X) TC: nyehehe! >: P TE: heY thatS My THINg TWERp TC: SEE you heard me : D

twistedEcclesiastic [TE] ceased trolling tawdryCaricaturist [TC]

[ramonadecember]

👀👀👀 for Moth:

Eros 3, 4

Philia 1, 5

Storge 5

Agape 3, 5

Ludus 3, 4

Pragma 2

Philautia 1

oc love asks.

baby’s first dnd character!! my beloved beef boy!!

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Eros/3: Moth is more or less fine with some level of PDA, he just doesn’t necessarily instigate a lot of it, and he’d definitely ‘get a room!’ etc. people who are being too ‘gross,’ haha. he’s just a kinda awkward dude, so being affectionate doesn’t always go so well, though some people seem to find it endearing. Moth is also def a ‘the more he drinks, the more affectionate he is’ kind of guy too.

Eros/4: he definitely doesn’t think love at first sight is a thing and would roll his eyes at anyone who tries to say differently. lust at first sight is totally a thing though. there’s been many a time he’s spotted someone and been like yes yeah that right there and gone for it (or ya know… tried. see the above ‘awkward’ thing lmfao), and he’s def joked about ‘that’s the person I’m going to marry’ etc. based solely on looks, but Moth is not dumb enough to think it’s actually love. 

Philia/1: his best friend is a half-elf named Addy! being new to dnd, me and my friend who joined at the same time kind of tied our backstories in with the other’s so that we could be in it together lol. they’ve been together since childhood when Moth’s mother moved them from their clan to the town where Addy lived. the term ‘thick as thieves’ is great for them because, well, there’s been a lot of thievery in the course of their friendship, haha. they get into SO much trouble together, and on their own, but they always have the other person to get them through. ride or die status for sure. he’s done worse for less.

Philia/5: that Addy makes it with the NPC guard that doesn’t understand she’s flirting lmfao but for real, Addy… got herself into some pretty big trouble back home, which is why she had no problem dropping everything to set off with Moth when he asked her to accompany him on his overly complicated dad-finding mission. so he’d really like for her to get that sorted out, because yes they sometimes do questionable things, but she doesn’t deserve this particular situation. and Moth is very much ready to go to extremes to make it happen if he has to, even if it’s not his usual style. 

Storge/5: I mean… I feel like he wouldn’t see the point of living someone if it’s not going to be reciprocated. sounds like a good way to make yourself hurt for no reason. if you do love someone though, it shouldn’t be transactional (which means something considering his views on altruism (see the below answer)). that’s not love. Moth has also definitely experienced unconditional love in the form of his mom. she knows he’s a… but of a delinquent and it doesn’t change how she loves him, even when he’s not making great choices. 

Agape/3: Moth thinks that doing things for altruistic reasons is a missed opportunity lol. he doesn’t think that it’s a naive choice or that it’s dumb to do good just for the sake of doing good, Moth just doesn’t know why you wouldn’t try to get more out of a situation. his first question when someone asks something of him is typically along the lines of what’s in it for him/what’s the pay. other people may be altruistic, and that’s good for them, but it ain’t Moth’s typical thing.

Agape/5: I wouldn’t say Moth empathizes with his enemies, but he doesn’t just like… kill them like it’s nothing. Moth tries to avoid it if he can, sneaking around, talking his way out of things, knocking people out of it comes to that. right now his life has mostly consisted of mutated creatures and needing to get rid of them, so that also helps too, he doesn’t feel as bad about zapping giant rats as he does about people. though it’s much grosser. 

Ludus/3: he’s definitely down for a one night stand. Moth isn’t necessarily like… actively seeking them out, and he doesn’t mind repeats, but he ain’t gonna turn down a pretty face just because he knows it’s only for the night. Moth is pretty casual about all things dating/sex/relationship-wise anyway, so he’s not necessarily looking for ~more~, and he’s sure that if he was, he wouldn’t confuse a one time hookup with someone showing actual interest.  

Ludus/4: people are prone to believing Moth’s first crush was Addy, but I don’t think it was. I’m honestly not entirely sure, but I’m more thinking like… one of the orcs from his clan. man or woman, all big and muscley… Moth would have had major heart eyes. bonus points for the fact that there’s zero chance they would have given the time of day, and that they could have snapped him over his knee lmfao.

Philautia/1: Moth has a pretty good sense of his worth/value, he’s actually… fairly well adjusted (particularly when considering he’s a character created by me lmfao). maybe things have been a little rough over the course of his life and as he grew up, but get hasn’t really let it get to him. he’s got work that he likes and is good at even if it’s mostly shady work lol, moving from the clan to a town full of all sorts of races help nip the majority insecurity over only being a half-orc in the bud, and though his father is out of the picture he’s still got a mom who loves him so much. so even when insecurities do arise over those things like they’re bound to, he’s pretty good at knowing that’s he’s still… okay.

[the-himawari-otome]

[Piofiore no Banshou] Drama CD Translation

Invitation to the Passenger Ship Conte Viola

Summary: It is approaching the end of autumn. The three organizations of the Burlone mafia join hands under a shared agreement in order to settle a certain incident. Around that time, each man receives a letter. It is an invitation to a party for locals of note. The venue being―Conte Viola, a luxury cruise ship.

Translated by ear so it might not be 100% accurate.

･ﾟ･:,｡★ translation under the cut ★,｡･:･ﾟ

Gilbert: It is approaching the end of autumn. The three organizations of the Burlone Mafia, the Falzone, Visconti, and Lao-Shu, join hands under a shared agreement in order to settle a certain incident. Around that time, each of us receive a letter. The sender is Burlone’s mayor, Alessandro Marlo. It appears he is gathering locals of note to hold a party to commemorate the anniversary of his inauguration. The venue is the luxury cruise ship Conte Viola.

*sfx: fog horn, waves churn*

Gilbert: Yo, Nicola. You alone? That’s rare.

Nicola: Dante is escorting her, after all.

Gilbert: I see.

Orlok: There are currently no abnormalities onboard.

Gilbert: —Oh. You came too, Orlok?

Orlok: Yeah. I was called here to be her guard.

Nicola: The more people, the better, right? It’s simple enough to procure an invitation if we use the Falzone name.

Gilbert: Well, we do need to stay alert. Though I doubt anyone here would cause a scene.

Nicola: All of us were invited, after all. If anything happens, then they’ll make enemies of the Burlone mafia.

Orlok: I don’t think anyone would under normal conditions. But the more people there are, the easier it is to sneak in.

Nicola: Perhaps the so-called mastermind has managed to slip into the crowd?

Gilbert: That’s not somethin’ to joke about, y’know?

Yang: Three men chatting with each other, face-to-face? That’s not appealing in the slightest.

Gilbert: Yang, you’re here too?

Yang: It’s hard to turn down when you get an invitation from the mayor himself.

Nicola: Playing dumb, are we? The head of the Lao-Shu is famous for his lack of public appearances, you know?

Orlok: Are you scheming something?

Yang: It’s not that deep. I’m just in the mood tonight, that’s all.

*sfx: footsteps approach*

Dante: I see all of you have gathered.

Gilbert: Yo, Dante. And you as well, signorina. Colour me surprised. I thought an angel had descended from the sky. You look especially breathtaking today.

Orlok: Um… you look… really adorable. When I look at you, my heart starts racing.

Yang: You’re really dolled up, huh? I suppose it’s a little better than your regular get-up that lacks any sex-appeal.

Dante: Yang. You can word that better, can’t you?

Yang: I’m just stating my honest impression.

Nicola: Don’t mind Yang. More importantly—what to do? You might not believe me, but you’re just too charming that I’m lost for words. That dress looks amazing on you. It was worth putting so much effort into picking it out right? Dante~?

Dante: Ah—.

Orlok: Oh, Dante’s the one who chose it. That blue dress.

Yang: Oh? It was specifically from the ever-so busy Capo of the Falzone Family, hm?

Dante: I-I have no hidden intentions.

Gilbert: Yes, you do. Your preferences are plain as day.

Dante: T-that’s not it. I simply thought that dress would suit her. I didn’t have such questionable feelings—.

Nicola: Alright, alright. By the way, Dante, have you greeted the mayor yet?

Dante: No. How about the rest of you?

Nicola: I did, quickly.

Gilbert: Same here.

Orlok: What about you, Yang?

Yang: I got my underlings to go. All of them were clamouring over going on my behalf.

Gilbert: That was a good choice. Even though he sent an invitation out, he didn’t actually expect that Yang himself would come. It would only frighten the mayor if you show up.

Nicola: Good point. You should go on ahead and greet him, Dante.

Dante: Ah, that’s right. However, I feel a bit… apprehensive leaving her here.

Gilbert: Haha! Don’t you worry, Dante. I’ll make sure to escort her.

Dante: No, that makes me even more anxious.

Gilbert: Eh? And why’s that?

Yang: Ask yourself, Redford.

Orlok: Mm, I can’t say I don’t understand how Dante feels.

Gilbert: The hell? Even you, Orlok?

Dante: *Sigh*. Nicola, can I entrust her to you?

Nicola: Of course.

Dante: That helps. Then, see you later.

*sfx: footsteps walk away, ballroom music starts*

Nicola: Ah, it looks like the dance has started on the floor. Are you perhaps interested?

Gilbert: Then let’s go. It’s a great chance and all. I’d love to dance with you. Don’t worry about that. You can just leave everythin’ to me.

Yang: What a bore.

*sfx: walks away*

Orlok: Ah. Yang, where are you going?

Yang: To eat. That’s far more interesting than dancing.

Orlok: Ah—mm… Nicola, please look after her. We can’t be sure what Yang will do if we leave him on his own. I’ll keep an eye on him for now.

Nicola: Ah, that helps. Grazie, Orlok.

Gilbert: We’ll get going too then. Let me escort you, signorina.

Nicola: Hold on a second, Gilbert.

Gilbert: Huh? What’s up, Nicola?

Nicola: This totally slipped my mind, but I have something I have to discuss with her before you dance.

Gilbert: What the heck? Does it have to be now?

Nicola: I’d like to get this done first. Before she’s worn out from the party. So could you wait for us inside?

Gilbert: Uh…

Nicola: You won’t interrupt us, of course?

Gilbert: Well, I guess so.

Nicola: Thanks. I don’t think it’ll take very long. Plus, I promise I’ll leave the escorting on the floor to you.

Gilbert: I got it. I’ll see you later then, signorina. …Don’t do anything weird, Nicola.

Nicola: I’m not Yang. I intend to bear that in mind.

Gilbert: Hehe, you’re not wrong!

Nicola: What was Gilbert imagining there? There’s no way I would do anything strange here.

-pause-

Nicola: Now then, signorina. Your hand, please. Aha, I lied when I said I had something to discuss. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to practice a bit before the real deal. Yep, your face looked anxious. It’s only the two of us on the deck right now, so you don’t have to worry about being seen. You’re welcome. Is it alright if I hold you? We can’t dance unless we get closer. Alright, then without further ado. Are you nervous? Your arms are too tense. Relax. All you have to do is remember the natural turns. I’ll step out with my left foot, and you step back with your right foot. Exactly. Don’t drop your gaze. Look at my face. Now then, here goes. 1, 2, 3… 1, 2, 3… Aha, that’s it! You’re a natural. There’s no need to worry then, huh? Shall we dance a little more? It’s fine. I’ll stay with you as long as you want. … …Huh? Ahh, I was just thinking. Why did I want to teach you how to dance? The reason is… it concerns myself, so I can basically guess. But it’s not going to sound that great. If anything, it’s something that I really shouldn’t say. Eh? You want me to tell you? That’s just like you, huh? It’s because perhaps I could… have your… Ah, nope, not telling. I’m not budging even if you make that face. If I say it out loud, then I have a feeling it’ll be tough to take it back. Ah, no can do. Don’t push me any further. You’re the one who’s going to regret it. Up until now, I’ve always tried to make rational decisions. But for some reason, my feelings get the better of me when it comes to you. “Think carefully and make the best choice.” That’s how I lived. But when you’re involved, my body tends to move first and then I come to my senses after. Haven’t you noticed? The truth is, I’m always being influenced by you. I’m sure you’re not aware of it though, but that makes it even worse. Hey, you look nice with your hair down, but I like it this way too. Your nape is beautiful, after all. It looks a bit too vulnerable, so I don’t want anyone else to see. Ha, just kidding. I’m just joking. There’s no way I have the desire to keep her to myself…

*sfx: waves churn*

Nicola: Ah, hey! Are you alright? That wave just now was a big one. I’m glad I managed to catch you. Oh, your face sure is red. Ah, I hugged you without thinking. I’m sure your dancing will be fine now, so let’s end our rehearsal here. If we don’t, then I might do something unexpected, just like Gilbert was concerned about. Just kidding. I’m not serious. Not to worry, signorina.

*sfx: footsteps walk inside*

Nicola: Sorry for the wait, Gilbert.

Gilbert: Are you finished now?

Nicola: Yep. I’ll leave her to you then.

Gilbert: What’re you gonna do?

Nicola: I’ll make myself scarce in a corner of the floor. There are a few people I have to meet, so I’ll say a quick hello. Ah, but I’ll be keeping my eye on you two. Dante asked me to take care of her. Alright, see you later.

-pause-

Gilbert: Maybe Nicola was holding back in his own way, huh? If me and Falzone’s underboss are together, then I’m sure it’d draw unwanted attention to you too. Anyways, can I ask you for a dance now? Oh, you’re pretty good. How pretty. Have you waltzed before? Nicola taught you? Ahh, I see. So that’s what happened. He wanted to use an excuse to be the first to dance with you. I might’ve handed you over if he was just honest from the beginning. But not being frank is just like him. It might be too late to take back if he does something like that. But I won’t back off from the other guys. —Huh? Ah, no, just talkin’ to myself. For me, the order that we dance isn’t important. What I care about is the fact that I get to dance with you. Oh, you’re gettin’ better and better at this. I’m so enchanted by the sight that I almost stopped dead in my tracks without thinking. Haven’t you noticed? All the eyes on the floor have been glued to you for a while now. Everyone’s captivated by you since you’re just so beautiful. No, it’s your charm. At least I can see it, even if you don’t realize it yourself. I’m always able to spot you in any crowd. And, I especially I love your eyes. Those eyes that clearly show when you’re happy, sad, or embarrassed always capture my heart. —Ah, I know. It’s just a coincidence that we’re holdin' hands like this right now. Or maybe it’s the whims of fate. If that's true, then this moment might never have happened. That’s why, I think I’m glad that I met you that night. I’m glad I could find you when you had nowhere else to go for help. Not that long has passed since that night, but I’m totally crazy about you. That’s… why I’m a bit impatient sometimes. I’d love to take our time to deepen our relationship, but I wanna sweep you away in one step right this second. I can’t imagine what my life would be like without you anymore. Just holding your hand and dancing like this ain’t enough. You don’t have to answer me right away. But… please give it some thought—about a future with me. Grazie. I’ll be expecting a nice reply. That much is fine, isn’t it? Oh—look, the song just changed. I’m reluctant to part, but should we finish up here? It’s a party, after all. Let’s enjoy everything, not just the dancing! There’s food prepared over there. Wanna have a nibble on somethin’ and take a break? Yang should’ve come here on his own too. It doesn’t look like he’s made a commotion. I guess he’s layin’ low for now, but we’ll see how long that lasts.

*sfx: footsteps walk towards table*

Gilbert: Yo, Orlok. Did you have something to eat?

Orlok: No, not yet. My attention was caught up in a lot of other things.

Gilbert: I see. What’s Yang up to?

Orlok: He’s behaving for now. He’s driving away everyone who approaches him.

Gilbert: I see. —Hm? That guy’s here? My bad, it’s a client of mine. I’m gonna go speak with him for a bit, so can I leave her with you, Orlok?

Orlok: Sure. Leave it to me.

Gilbert: I’ll be right back. Wait for me.

-pause-

Orlok: Um… I saw you dancing from here. You looked really beautiful. Um, this might sound strange, but I felt really envious of Gilbert. I can’t dance, but one day…  it would be great if I could be able to lead you—that’s what I thought. Ah—err, you came for food, right? What would you like to eat? I’ll get it for you. Saltimbocca…? Uh, w-which one? Ah, this one? Should I grab it with the sauce? Mm, there. Here you go, dig in. Ehe. It feels kind of strange. I was just thinking this is the first time I’ve gotten food for someone. The food at the church is always served when it comes out. Plus, I don’t really help out much in the kitchen. I never ate with anyone before I started staying over at the church to protect you. Since I started eating meals with you, I feel like I’ve come to understand that food is delicious. Up until now, I thought just getting some kind of nourishment was sufficient. But it’s different now. I think I like it best when I’m eating and commenting how delicious it is with you and everyone else. Ah. Hey, is this prosciutto on veal? What does it taste like? Eh? Ah, h-hold on, in a place like this—. I-I do want to try it… but… A-ahhh… Mm… it’s delicious. This is the first time I’ve been to a party… but they sure are amazing. There’s tons of food I’ve ever seen before. The dolce in particular are sparkling like gems. I wonder how you make something so beautiful? Eh? You can make them too. That’s amazing. But is that alright? Going out of your way to show me when you make it? Ah, I’m happy. Grazie. I’ll be looking forward to it. Yang? If you need Yang, he’s over there. He’s at the edge of the floor. Are you curious? I think it’s fine to leave him be. But if you’re going to go, then I won’t stop you. I think it would be better if I don’t come along with you. It seems Yang’s mood would get worse if I do. But I’ll run right over if anything happens. Mhm, be careful.

-pause-

*sfx: footsteps approach*

Yang: What do you want? I stand out a bit too much. Besides, I’m not well known here anyways. If I don’t stay off to the side, then a bunch of ignorant women will approach, and that’s irritating. These types of events aren’t my thing to begin with, you know? With this fire smouldering in town, I had hoped this would not just be a lavish and lively banquet, but that it would develop into a bloodbath. But of course, it’s hosted by the city’s mayor, so the local police are on the lookout all over the place. Only a great fool would cause a commotion here. How boring. Oh—this is perfect. Be my woman repellent. You’re happy, aren’t you? Merely being held by me like this will be of help to me. If you understand, then act like my woman. Don’t disobey. If you cause too much trouble for me, then I’ll kill you. I’m always serious. Killing someone is not something that should be said in jest. Do you understand now? Ah, you catch on quite quick. You’ve calmed down. That’s what I like about you. Hmm… No, it’s not bad at all. I mentioned this earlier, but your outfit looks more tantalizing than usual. When I see your hair wrapped up neatly, I can’t help but want to mess it up. Even so, I still don’t like western clothing. A woman’s skin is not something that should be shown. Geez, this style has the Falzone’s young master written all over it. If you bring her to the bedroom, then you can see as much as you’d like. So it’s much more enjoyable keeping it hidden under regular circumstances. Shall I go ahead and choose your clothing at the next opportunity? What would suit a woman like you? I understand much more than that juvenile Capo. It would also be amusing to show you dyed in my colour to the other guys. Don’t be shy. If you’re too humble, then I’ll want to kill you.

Dante: YANG! What are you doing!?

Yang: Falzone? We were just getting to the good part. Don’t tell me you came to get in between us?

Dante: Don’t kid with me. Unhand her. Just where do you think you’re touching her? Where!?

Yang: Men who worry about the details will be hated. Didn’t Francesca teach you that?

Dante: …

Yang: Well, whatever. If you want her, then take her.

Dante: That was easy.

Yang: I’ve simply had enough of this idle talk. If we chat any more than this, then you and the others will make a fuss, won’t you?

Dante: Obviously! I apologize for my lateness. Let’s go.

-pause-

Dante: Were you alright? It looked like you were tangled up with Yang so I hurried back. Yeah, there are no issues. Nicola’s at the corner of the floor, remember? He’s doing a great job dealing with the other parliament members. More importantly, why were you over here? Do you find this party boring? Is that so? I’m relieved then. It felt like I practically forced you to come along this time. Ah, come to think of it, I haven’t explained to you properly. I took you along because I wanted you to be by my side. Enemies might make a move on you while we’re on the boat and unable to act until it returns to shore. However, there is also the possibility that this party has some kind hidden trap or set-up. If either of them posed a threat, then I wanted to be within arm’s reach. If I am, then it would be easy to protect you, no matter what happens. That’s why I brought you here. Although, it appears this ship is free from danger. I’m glad if tonight helped you relax, even a little bit. Sometimes, I’m told that I don’t speak enough. If there’s anything worrying you, then let me know. I’ll do all I can. It has only been a little while since we started talking like this, so it may come as a surprise to hear this… but it seems I feel at ease when I’m talking with you. That’s probably because with you, I can say what I really think. I’m part of the mafia—a criminal who breaks the law. But you’re different. You’re not a mobster, but a citizen to be protected. I never dreamed that I would build a relationship with such a person whom I could honestly speak my mind with. Fate sure is interesting, isn’t it? When this incident is all settled, I have something that I’d like to tell you. Not as someone from the Falzone family, but a regular man. It’s fine if you don’t understand what I mean yet. I just wanted get that out there. Also… I kept missing the chance to say this, but… the dress that I chose looks amazing on you. It was the first time I’ve sent clothes to a woman, so it was quite difficult to decide what to go with, and I was anxious whether you would like what I picked out. However, I didn’t want to let anyone else prepare it. I wanted to choose it for you. So when I saw that you were pleased with this dress, I was overjoyed. If I didn’t look like it… then that was because Nicola was there too. I have my reputation as the Capo. I cannot show any immaturity to the members of our family. It truly does suit you. If you smile at me like that, then I’ll want to send you countless dresses. It’ll become a habit. —Ah, right. I’ll go fetch you something to drink. Alright, wait here for a moment. I’ll return shortly.

-pause-

*sfx: footsteps approach*

Henri: What a rare sight. Are you alone? Perhaps I startled you? You see, I have somewhat of an affiliation with the mayor. I received an invitation as well. The stars are pretty, aren’t they? However, radiance of the sky pales in front of you. Mm, that looks splendid on you. I was wondering who this princess was. I’m curious why you’re here… but I won’t pry tonight. We can just enjoy this peaceful night for now. It wouldn’t be a sin forget about your daily life while you’re out at sea. At least, I think you should be allowed to have some more free time. Do you… remember the last time we gazed at the morning sea together? It was dazzlingly beautiful back then. But I feel like the evening sea also looks breathtaking when I’m with you. Ahh, I bet I can sleep without dreaming on nights like this. Well then, I’ll be heading on my way. It’s time your companion returned.

*sfx: reaches out*

Henri: Ngh, *sigh*. I’ll be troubled if you stop me. I have my own circumstances, after all. In the first place, I never thought that we would meet again like this. I wasn’t planning on calling out to you… but I suppose I’ve gone mad. If… there’s a chance that we meet again, let’s talk some more then. Heh. Have a good night, signorina.

*sfx: footsteps walk away and a different set of footsteps hurry back*

Dante: Was someone here just now? I felt like I could see a figure from the floor, so I made my way back. I see. I’m relieved you didn’t get caught up in anything. But I knew I shouldn’t have left you alone, even for a short while. It’s not alright. I mean, you look really… beautiful tonight. Of course you’re always pretty, but it wouldn’t be strange if there were guys who were thinking something unscrupulous. Like Yang or Gilbert in particular…

Gilbert: You called, Dante?

Dante: Gilbert.

Gilbert: We found ya. So you were over here, huh?

Yang: Did we by any chance, interrupt at the wrong time? My bad, Falzone.

Dante: So you came too, Yang?

Yang: Of course. It’s more amusing to tease you two than to play an idle wallflower.

Gilbert: By the way, there’s no particular disturbances goin’ on at the floor.

Nicola: It’s almost time for the party to end, so at this rate, it looks like tonight’s gonna wind up without a hitch.

Dante: Nicola! And Orlok too.

Orlok: Yeah. The only one acting suspicious on the floor was Yang. Everyone else was enjoying the party as usual.

Dante: What did Yang do?

Orlok: He was picking fights with the other guests, eating food, making things difficult for me, and so on.

Nicola: Anyways, Dante. How did your side go? Were you able to talk a little?

Dante: Just who do you think I am? I can hold a conversation.

Gilbert: That’s not what Nicola’s sayin’, y’know?

Yang: From Francesca’s point of view, you’re still like a troublesome child, Falzone.

Nicola: I mean, I didn’t go that far.

Orlok: The ship will be returning to port soon.

Yang: How boring. All the city’s VIPs are gathered together on one boat, so it would’ve been nice if something could’ve blown up in flames.

Gilbert: Hold up. Is that why you were in a bad mood, Yang? ‘Cause there’s been no loud commotions?

Yang: Yeah. I wondered if I should do something instead, but Orlok was making a fuss.

Orlok: I… tried my best. I really did.

Nicola: Well, nights like this are fine once in a while, aren’t they? Right, Dante?

Dante: That’s true. Once we’re back in town, we’ll have to face the incident again. Sometimes, taking breaks is necessary.

Nicola: What’s the matter, signorina? You look troubled. Are you worried?

Gilbert: It’ll be fine. We’ve joined forces, after all. We’ll manage, no matter what the problem is.

Nicola: If we can’t even settle this, then it’ll affect our reputation.

Yang: Right, the Burlone mafia’s honour will fall to ruin.

Dante: Don’t say that so happily, Yang.

Gilbert: See, signorina? Smile for us. Your smile gives us strength. It really is a fine night.

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[elsecrytt]

-bursting through your door-

REJECTION SERIES?? HELLO??? The angst potential oh my god i'm salivating at the mere idea

Lucifer getting the full course of enemies-to-lovers troupe because he's a dumbass

Mammon?? Mammon being his tsundere self and cementing himself in a friendzone? YES PLEASE. After he rejects MC they are like "I love you but you and our friendship is more important so i'll be happy with what i have" Meanwhile Mammon "Haha please don't prioritize our friendship you're so sexy haha" DELICIOUS

And if i may suggest an angst plot point in Dia's part. MC thinks that Diavolo treats them like a Lucifer replacement basically "settling in" with something more achievable and rejects HIM because of that???

Barbatos's MC still harboring feeling but knowing that butler will always put Diavolo first and always choose his side if it comes to it? AAAAAAA

-coughs- Just thank you for a delicious treat, dear.

hhhhhhHHHHH IT'S BEEN IN MY BRAIN. SINCE FOREVER CORVIAN. MY GOD IT'S IN THE BRAIN.

You don't have to give it a listen but a big part of the inspiration was this one Florence and the Machine song - Shake it Out.

Basically, there's this one line that's just so beautifully delivered that made me 100% think about MC recovering from being rejected by Lucifer:

"And I am done with my graceless heart/So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart"

AND IT JUST!!! SENDS MEEEEEE! So much pride on both sides! The situation with Lucifer just has me foaming at the mouth. Because can you even imagine?

Lucifer rejects you in the context of Diavolo having feelings for him; he's hyper vigilant, desperately asserting himself and his singleness/independence in this instance because he can, and because a relationship is the last thing on his mind with all these worries, and because really, some stupid human like you?

And then. AND THEN. This!! Stupid!! Fucking!! Peacock!!! FALLS IN LOVE!! Yeah that's right Lucifer you dumb bitch now you really did fuck it up huh??? HUH???

You accepted and respected his decision with all the grace he didn't dare pray Diavolo would, you showed him and his family nothing but kindness while they threatened you, you helped them come together and understand each other.

And what can he do now? What the fuck can he do now? He wants you so badly, more than anything he could ever have dreamed of, and he knows how badly you wanted him.

But do you still want him? How can he even bring himself to ask? The perfect storm of reasons to pursue you and reasons holding him back,,,

hnnnng I am SALIVATING all over it, desperate to know, but man it's not an easy write.

and mammon,,, u remember erin's fuckin. brothers experience your worst memories of them fic?

mammon's line “…And if I can’t manage to save ya, then make sure you die, got it?!” is so well delivered in that work it always hits me like a punch to the gut each goddamn time and it's SO GOOD

just that feeling in the beginning, you try to be honest and direct and open with him but he isn't invested enough, can't put himself out there, and you back off and try to keep your distance

but he just becomes a SIMP and he's so obviously in love everyone is kind of cringing but you're too respectful so mammon just has to fucking suffer because even being your friend feels like more than he deserves but he wants wants wants so bad,

riGHT RIGHT RIGHT CORVIAN UR ON THE MONEYYYYYY with dia just. hnnnnng.

the game really likes to build lucifer up as coveted, desirable, basically the 'best' and most attractive character. diavolo's been pining for him for literal millennia.

like, because dia couldn't get him, he's going to settle for you? are you supposed to believe he's over luci? you're a human, you're a nobody compared to him, how could you ever compare?

just hnnnng. diavolo giving himself problems that no amount of power will dig him out of. there are SO MANY ways it could go and it's honestly just. delicious.

and the angst with barbatos,,, literally top tier and tbh like whenever i think of any barb shipping content in a serious context it's what comes up. will barb's greatest loyalty always be to dia? why is he like that? what would it take to change him?

hnnng. just. AUGH. IT'S SO ANGSTY AND SO FULL OF POTENTIAL AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH AND THANK YOU FOR CHEERING ME ON!! It's so sweet to hear ppl liking it because,, god does the idea get my engines going aaAAAAAAHHHH hnnnnghhhhh <3

[aliceyabusamesoneball]

since everyone refuses to keep comparing me to ashe bradley... that wicked man..... i am here to explain our similarities and differences. i am sure that you will find that ashe and i are in fact complete opposites, and nothing like each other.

similar

- we both have little sibling who we hang out with a lot and have silly argument with

- we both wanted to be some sort of doctor at some point when we were younger (when i was in like 6th grade i wanted to be a psychologist.. not anymore though)

- generally considered smart by other people our age

- sometime help other people study + people ask for help with school

- read book

- both of our birthdays are on the 14th of their respective month

- wear chinese clothes (sometimes) (maybe)

- nosy

- want to know everything

- um ok maybe we have more in common than i thought

- can play the piano (i can play a little i want  to play more though)

- love pasta

- if my family died i would be very sad

- we both try to act without hesitate

- we both have a staring problem and probably stare too long at people

- aware of the fact that acting while only using your emotions/heart/feelings as reasoning can be a little foolish and can get you into serious trouble, however.... there is also difference here but i will say later

um okay actually that is a frightening amount in common BUT. ACTUALLY WE ARE OPPOSITES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND NOTHING SIMILAR. AND HERE IS WHY

- about emotions thing.. ashe uses his head and thinks very logically. however, usually i prefer to listen to my heart especially when making important decisions, and even though i know thinking emotionally rather than logically can and has caused me to hurt, i think listening to my gut feeling and my heart rather than my brain has also given me a lot of happiness and i just prefer to listen to it than use my head, even though that would probably save my heart, also it would make me feel really bad inside and anyway overall i just use my heart over my head majority of the time even though i know i probably shouldn’t i just can’t help it i love people too much

- umm

- anyways my hair short his hair long.. also i have black hair

- i do not research witches

- my eyes are not yellow

- i have 0 idea how to cook

- i dont know how to use knives

- unlike ashe who thinks people like claire and noel are dumb for using their heart over their head (haha) (sorry) i actually think that even though yeah it can be dumb to do that sometimes but also i think it’s a very emotionally strong move especially for like noel who KNOWS that he could just kill everyone except claire to grant his wish logically but who refuses to do so because it goes against his morals and his heart because i don’t think being kind to others and thinking in emotional terms rather than logical is an inherently stupid trait, yeah they can be dumb sometimes (especially claire..) but i think it speaks to their emotional strength that they’re able to listen to their hearts and are always kind and forgiving to others

- uhh

- my family is alive (i think)

- i OD NOT MURDER I PROMISE

- to be honest i’m not that smart.;. definitely not smart enough to plan out a whole murder like that

- in fact i’m a little stupid to be honest

- i am not that fast of a reader

- i prefer to look forward instead of towards the past.... but ashe... um

- he virgo i gemini

- he has difficulty trusting others because of what happened in his past however i trust very easily (arguably too easily) because i’m a little fool

- he was able to abandon his morals while trying to get his wish and my morals are always screaming at me everyday when i wake up.. however it’s not like i have a wish to grant so

- i don’t have any enemies to have homosexual tension with while ashe has like 2 ☹️

- his theme color is green and if i was in a game mine would probably be pink because its my favorite color

- I’m not from Colorado. It doesn’t exist. ITS NOT REAL

- hes way taller than me hes 5′10 and im like 5′0 

- he causes conflict with like everyone except claire throughout the whole game but i tend to click with people pretty easily.. i think unless everyones been lying to me 

- he’s 27 and i am not

i hope this is enough evidence to prove i am NOT ashe bradley. also sorry im not very good with words when talking about the emotions thing.. but yeah i have  lots of feelings about  claire and noel anyways I AM NOT ASHE BRADLEY. STOP ASSOCIATING ME WITH ASHE BRADLEY. I WILL NEVER BE HIM. 

[fanficwriter284]

The Fam Reacts To The Classic Child's Play

AN: If I missed a certain scene you might have wanted. Message ME!

The Rays sat down on their couch covered with blankets and with their butter popcorn in hand, ready to watch the classic Child's Play.

"Ok first off! I want no hate from any of you! They did my teeth no justice. That fuckin traumatized me. AND, I was WAY more handsome than that actor Brad Dourif. (No hate to Brad!) This is just to give you an idea of what went down ok. YA GOT IT!"

"Yeah yeah, PLAY THE MOVIE!"

"Yeah, Dad!"

They get to the point when the twins see their Father as a human and they both look at each other bewildered a little creeped out seeing him human. Sure they had seen photo's of him human but to actually see him moving and talking was a whole other story.

"UM. PAUSE. Dad. HOW ARE YOU LOSING IN THIS CHASE SCENE?"

"I GOT SHOT IN THE GOD DAMN LEG! I think that's a valid excuse."

"Also, What's up with that hair?"

"It was the 80's! People had wild hair! Plus I didn't see the need to cut it."

They get to the scene where Eddie drives off and leaves him.

"What an ASS"

"MUM!"

"Sorry Sweetface"

Glenda cringes at the fact that she sees her dad screaming at Eddie not to leave him. HER father of all people.

"Man, I looked pathetic, screaming for help."

They get to the point where Chucky transfers his soul into the doll.

"Dad.... so far I'm disappointed in your human serial killer act."

"HEY! At least I found a way to come back."

Later Into the film

They get to the point where they show Chucky's sworn enemy Andy Barclay in the film and even the sight of him pissed Chucky off.

"Little Shit. That Little Fucker fucked up my face."

"What? Is that how you got your scars?"

"I'll tell you later"

"I hate that kid. Andy Fucking Barclay"

On the screen, it shows Maggie getting hit by a hammer and her falling out of the building. A concerned look on Glen's face and laughter from Chucky and an evil smirk from his wife and daughter.

"One of my best kills's don't ya think Tiff?"

"Oh yeah. That was good"

LATER ON

Eddie Caputo returns to the screen and a frown spreads across Tiffany's face.

"I still can't believe that asshole left you."

"Yeah I know right! Fuckin Traitor."

"Yeah, what happened to him Dad?"

"Haha, You'll see"

Eddie Dies From Explosion.

"Oh."

"Tiff. Where are my Pork--"

"In the cabinet on the left Sweetface."

"Thanks, Tiff."

Chucky got up and went to grab one of his favorite snacks and took a detour to the bathroom. When he returned he grinned seeing what part of the film they were on. One of his favorites. He almost choked on his soda at the actual memory.

"I SAID TALK TO ME DAMNIT OR ELSE I'M GONNA THROW YOU IN THE FIRE!"

Tiffany paused the film right before Chucky came to life.

"Kids. Daddy's gonna say some really bad words. And if I catch you using this type of language EVER! I'm gonna wash your move out with soup! And no IPad's for the rest of the month! You understand?"

"Yes Mom"

"Yes Mum"

Tiffany hit the play button.

"YOU STUPID BITCH! YOU FILTHY SLUT! DON'T YOU FUCK WITH ME! ARGH!!!!" *Then proceeds to bite Karen*

"Dad, what the actual flip was that?"

"Yeah, you looked like a fricken animal gremlin thing."

"Ummm. Ok, I was pissed and wanted to scare the bitch. I was about to be thrown into a god damn fire! What did you expect? For me to give her a hug?"

Later On

We're skipping some parts and getting to the most important parts this movie is so long XD

Chucky creeps into Andy's hospital bed and pulls off the covers only to find pillows instead and Andy makes his escape.

"Dad? How did you get outsmarted by a 6-year-old boy?"

"Ok. I didn't expect the kid to be "smart" ok? JEEZ! I thought he would be a dumb naive little kid who would just go along with everything I said. AND HE DID for the most part at the beginning of the Film."

They get to the scene where Chucky goes up the elevator.

"Ugly Doll"

"Fuck You."

"Dad she ain't wrong."

"GLENDA!"

"Well, you look okay now. It's just they made you look so human-like. It's kinda creeping me out."

Chucky gets trapped in the fireplace by Andy and his mom.

"Andy Nooo. We're friends to the end. Remember?"

"This is the END FRIEND!"

Chucky's set ablaze, screaming and running around.

Tiffany cringed at the sight of her husband in pain.

"Holy Shit"

Andy discovers Chucky is gone and is on the floor crawling away from Chucky's burned body.

"Dad you look horrifying."

"I know and they made me look like I have a big ass head."

"You do tho."

Chucky rolled his eyes, gave her the finger, and continued watching the movie.

Karen shoots Chucky to pieces but he still isn't going down.

"Dad how the heck are you still going?"

"I'ma fuckin trooper that's why."

Mike Norris' partner comes and is then strangled by Chucky's arm.

Glen jumps at the scene "HOLY! Dad your arm scared me."

"SHOOT HIM! SHOOT HIM IN THE HEART!"

The bullet fires and finally kills Chucky.

"DAD SERIOUSLY! HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO KEEP COMING BACK!"

"HAHAHA! You know what they say. You just can't keep a Good Guy down."

Glenda internally facepalms at her father's smartass remark.

"Hi, I'm Chucky. Wanna PLAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY"

MOVIE ENDS.

"Dad what in the actual heck."

"So that's how you got trapped inside the doll."

"Yep."

"Dad you are one creepy MotherFu-----"

"GLENDA RAY! Don't you dare finish that sentence!"

"HAHAHA!"

[mrpenguinpants]

Childe: First Kiss HCs

I tend to make things gender neutral by not putting in pronouns and just using “you” but you can definitely read this as female^^ But I completely agree, I love this boy so much. He’s my favourite character to play (im so sorry razor) until Xiao comes out. I literally have a genshin team named “waiting for xiao” and it’s just Childe and Zhongli haha. 

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Today’s appreciation post goes to childes-starconch. Fitting that this is a Childe fic but ty for your support^^ I always notice you pop up as soon as I post a fic and I really enjoy seeing you. Hopefully you read this since tumblr won’t let me tag people, for whatever reason I don’t know anymore, but just saying hey, I see you 💕💕

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I’m just gonna piggy back off my last Childe fic. I’m sorry. 

Semi Part 1:  Fiance HCs [honestly, one of my favourites haha] 

Xiao Ver:  First Kiss HCs

Venti & Kaeya: Mistletoe HCs

Venti, Xingqiu, and Razor: Kissing HCs

[Masterlist]

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For some reason I can’t @ certain people. I’m talking to tumblr about it. 

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Childe: First Kiss HCs

Childe was never one to shy away from affection, be it holding your hand in his or wrapping an arm around you, he was always happy to be close to you. He was always a bit territorial which lead to some embarrassing situations for you but it was from a good place in his heart. But when it came to public kisses, he preferred to keep it between you two. It felt too private of a moment that he didn’t want to broadcast to the rest of the Fatui, especially to the other Harbingers. That is to say, if he actually kissed you in the first place. For all the two braincells Childe had, one was fighting and the other was protecting his loved ones, just imagining kissing you was too much for him and he needed to go find some poor recruit and beat his inner problems out. The Fatui recruitment process would always dwindled down during his inner turmoil sessions that Scaramouche himself, had to throw his goddamn hat at Tartaglia, and yell at him to hurry up and fix his problem. It was clogging up the air. 

When he tried to think about it, it shouldn’t be this hard to simply lean in for a kiss. But it was his first and while Childe might run into whatever danger or prospect of a fight without a second thought, he didn’t want to ruin it. What if he accidently bonked his forehead with yours? He should remove his mask then right? Just in case? He’s only given forehead and cheek kisses to his younger siblings so it should be the same right? Yeah he could do this, this was just another battle for Tartaglia to conquer! 

But whenever he would see you or you would both sit and bask in each other’s presences. He couldn’t bring himself to initiate something or heck, even looking at your face made him a bit hot under the collar in sub-zero temperatures. He can almost hear Scaramouche and Signora laughing maniacally at him behind their hands. He’s the youngest of the Harbingers, he should get a “get out of jail for free” card that all youngest children have whenever they get into trouble. But in this case it’s murder. He quickly slaps his cheeks to get his mind off fighting for one second which startles you beside him. 

The first time you’ve seen Childe shy was when he first confessed to you, stuttering that he liked you and just really badly wanted to hold your hand without using the frost of Sneznaya as an excuse. You flushed pink but nodded that you returned his feeling and slipped your hand in his. Whatever shyness Childe had was quickly wiped off his face and he cheered and brought you in for an eskimo kiss. Rubbing your nose with his as he laughed in joy, the tips of his ears and cheeks still coloured pink. You always hold that memory dear to your heart because not only was it the start of your relationship, it was the first time you felt you were staring at Ajax. Not Childe. Not Tartaglia. Just Ajax. 

But now, you’re not to sure what to call this. Lately he seemed to be out of it, always staring off into space or frowning at some poor poor snowmen that did not deserve that much pressure.  Was being a harbinger starting to take it’s toll on him? Did something terrible happen to his family or was the Tsaritsa being too hard on him? You were beginning to get concerned because you’ve never seen this much mental turmoil in him. This never really happened before and he usually bounced back pretty fast. Would it be better if you left him be and he sorted it out himself? Would it be better if you asked? 

Childe is startled out of his thoughts of possible committed murder because he’s too scared to ask his own partner if kissing was something they could do, when he felt your hand slowly nudge his. No matter how many times he holds your hand, you’re always warm. It could be snow storming outside and the only heater he would need would be you. He offers a small but warm smile as he laces his fingers with yours. He remembers when you first started going out he was so scared about boundaries and what was okay. Brushing your fingers together and overall, not doing a good job at saying he wanted to hold hands that even he cringes slightly at his younger self - even though it wasn’t that long ago and he’s doing it again just with kisses - but now he borderline clings to you like some overgrown animal. Scaramouche’s words, not his. 

It’s still evening in Snezhnaya and the Tsaritsa herself seems to be taking a vacation because there’s only a light snow falling down between the two of you. You’re both sitting outside his house while his family is inside, warm and having fun playing games. He breathes in, closes his eyes, and let’s the world fade away just a second. He slowly brings his other hand to cup your cheek, his hands are always numb and the tiny pin pricks are dancing on his fingers again before they fade away too, and guides you towards him so he can place a small kiss on your fore head. Then tilts your face to the side so he can kiss your cheek. Brings his nose near yours to nuzzle against. Then hesitates when his lips hover above yours. 

“Ajax is there something bothering you?” you ask softly, you’re so close to each other that all you can see is him. The small puffs of breathe you both take bounce off each other’s face before evaporating into the air. You never really took the time to appreciate Ajax’s bright blue eyes. His pupil from this distance seems to be slitted too. 

“Hm? Ah no, of course not. Where did you get that idea?” he tries to laugh it off and tries to move back before you quickly bring your hand to the back of his head and nudge him forward so he stays in place. It wasn’t like him to run away from something, it was really starting to bother you what could get Ajax of all people to retreat from something. 

“You know if there’s anything that’s bothering you, you can talk to me right?” you asked as you brought both your hands to cup his face as you softly rubbed circles just under his ear. He closed his eyes and hmmed happily at your actions and nuzzled further into your hand before turning his head inward to kiss your palm. Before relaxing and parting his eyelids half way as he seemed to be back in concentration mode. Before awkwardly saying what was troubling him these past few days. 

“So wait, you mean to tell me that this entire time I was worried about you. How out of it you were and how many fights you’ve been getting into. Was because you wanted a kiss?” you asked dumfounded as he pouted but nodded. You sighed but bonked your foreheads together softly, “You’re such an idiot....C’mere.” 

“Wha-” 

You grab the scarf on his harbinger uniform and tug him forward as your lips slot over his. You kiss him hard and for a few seconds as Ajax just stares at you as his brain tries to catch up, before his eyes seem to dilate and he kisses you back just as hard. All his past worries are quickly thrown out the window as slowly pushes you on your back, cushioned by the soft snow, as he basks in the feeling. It’s a bit sloppy given this is both your first kisses but that’s what adds to the charm. You both have to separate at some point for oxygen but Childe looks like he’s ready to dive in again. 

“One more,” he pants as he goes in for another but you quickly place your hand in the way so he ends up kissing your palm. He whines but you chuckle at him, place a small kiss on the back of your palm of where his lips would be, and push him off you. You’re both still outside his families home and you aren’t in the mood to be caught in this kind of position. Especially not in front of his younger siblings. He rests his cheek on your shoulder and looks at you, trying to make his eyes bigger and look like a kicked puppy. You sigh as you give a small pet on his head, running your fingers through your hair. What a troublesome partner you’ve gotten. 

“Alright, one more.” 

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My entire taglist was just made for the  “Enemies” to “Lovers” post and I still haven’t started hehe. Trust me, it’s coming. I’ve got requests for it and we’re slowly getting there. The entire time I’m writing this I’m just thinking “honey..no, that’s not how this works.” God you’re so dumb. I hate you. You’re my favourite character. Pour one out for Xiao, I was going to make this a crack fic too but ended up making it somewhat serious. 

So yeah, xiao is a cat and childe is a fox. In other news, water is wet. But I did actually google fox behaviors just for this shitpost. ALRIGHT TIME TO SPIN THE WHEEL OF “WILL TUMBLR BE NICE TO ME?” OR DO I NEED TO DOUBLE REPOST AGAIN. 

[dinklebat]

Jeff the Killer ( x Reader) Headcanons

(my first time doing one of these. if y’all like it, I’ll do more otherwise it’ll be back to your regularly schedules weird stock photos and incorrect quotes)

the basics

- cis male (he/him) demiromantic pansexual

- this man is so damn cocky

- like think “I’m so humble”, “everybody loves me” vibes, especially the former (please listen to it it’s just so good)

- but he’s not cocky without merit

- even ignoring the supernatural buffs he receives, this man is extremely strong

- honestly? easily the strongest pasta who is still human-adjacent

- probably could kill with his bare hands but his knives are his babies

- huge knife collection, some bought, some gifted, but mostly stolen

- actually…kinda soft about his knives. he can tell you about every nick and stain in them. also pretty good at reading the history of a knife he’s never seen based on its scarring

- speaking of scars, man is covered in them

- his supernatural buff means he heals pretty quickly, but he rarely puts in effort into making sure injuries won’t leave a scar

- he just thinks they’re neat

- super tall and lanky, but he takes off that dumb hoodie and wow he’s buffer than you thought

- the smile scar heals really quickly because of his ability, so he constantly reopens it (pissing off EJ and the doctor gang immensely)

interactions with others

- he’s easily best friends with Ben and Toby. the three of them tend to have the highest chaotic energy and love doing pranks on the more stick in the mud mansion members like Jane and Masky

- he’s definitely closest with Ben though. they joined the mansion at the same time and just…always kinda stuck together.

- he doesn’t get along as well with Liu/Sully, Jane, Nina, EJ, and Masky

- skipping Jane because she’s obvious lol

- anyways, as mentioned previously, in my universe , Nina and Jeff dated previously. it was not an amicable breakup, to say the least, and when the two are together they are EXTREMELY passive aggressive…or just straight up fighting

- as for Liu, Jeff kind of wants to be close with him again, but Liu and Sully aren’t ready for that. when Jeff starts confronting Liu, he begins to panic and Sully typically fronts instead (I’ve always seen him as a protector alter tbh but idk if he has a canon description).

- Sully and Jeff hate each other. period.

- also in my universe Liu and EJ are dating…so EJ shares similar sentiments with Sully. plus, Jeff’s refusal to take EJ’s medical advice doesn’t help.

- masky’s relationship with him is the funniest to me. Masky absolutely HATES Jeff, but Jeff just…doesn’t care about him in any way.

- adding onto that, for some unknown reason, Jeff is the Operator’s favorite and the only one allowed to treat the boss so casually. which of course only pisses off Masky more

s/o

- i think he would work best with a high energy s/o

- I can see a calm one too, acting as a foil, but I feel like another rat bastard would be his soulmate

- ✨enemies to lovers✨

- the two of you are both high energy beings of chaos, of course you butt heads

- the agression slowly becomes aggressive flirting and then it’s just- please make out already you’re embarrassing yourselves!

- only problem is this usually is pretty slow burn tbh

- man can’t recognize romantic attraction from aesthetic attraction until he’s in way too deep

- as for physical appearance…I think Jeff would care the least compared to every other pasta

- I know it’s ironic because he’s probably the most vain

- but I love the idea of him being fascinated by every “flaw“ someone might perceive in the same way he‘s fascinated by nicks and stains on his knives

- they tell a story

- anyways, once you do start dating, the aggressive flirting isn’t going to stop

- it might get more light hearted though

- he’ll also be super protective of you like:

Jeff: haha, Y/N is an idiot

someone else: yeah, they are

Jeff, ready to throw hands: WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

- also heads up, this man is trash with implied boundaries (aka he will steal everything you own )

[ellanainthetardis]

Why did you like Hayffie so much?

Do you like them as a individual too? Or what factor made you think they are suit each other as a ship.

I'm really really curious. Thank you @ellanainthetardis

😊 @curiousnonny

Well, I got REALLY into hayffie a little by accident. I shipped them from my first time reading the book but I was actually dragged into the fandom by akachankami who wanted me to write her some hayffie. I didn't think I would still be here 8 years later XD

I do love them as individuals though. I loved Haymitch first and Effie as a close second. They're just so complex, it's fascinating to me to play with them. Haymitch's story is just tragic and as a character, the whole trauma aspect, is captivating to me (to read and to write). As for Effie, I know lots of people like to hc that she changes throughout the course of thg at the contact of Katniss and Peeta but when I read the book it's not the vibe I got so I go with my own hc which that she's been in the Games long enough to know that it's horrible and she has to play dumb (because I'm sure she's playing dumb, as shown in the scene when she looks up during CF because she knows they're being listened to). I crafted her a whole backstory and I loved doing that.

As for hayffie as a ship. Do they suit each other? Really not. They're probably the worst people to get together on paper. They're like fire and gasoline. But they have chemistry and that's enough to get the thing rolling. What I really like about hayffie, it's that they're not traditional at all as a ship. They have "phases" in a way. They start really toxic, really all about sex, about hating, loathing and punishing each other, they start as enemies and then they get bound together by trauma (because I know Haymitch has victors friends, but as far as Twelve goes, she's the only one who gets it. Having no money, being sure year after year straight from the reaping the kids will die, being isolated, the guilt...) and as they start forming a more cohesive working unit, they start relying on each other, trusting each other, they start being friends, which means the affair isn't as toxic anymore aside for the fact Haymitch can't and won't ever admit he might care for her (because of his own past) and she knows better than try and force it so she stays in that unrequited limbo she can't seem to get free of.

Then, the kids happen and in my opinion it starts getting really serious because Haymitch finally start realizing he just can't leave her, that he more than cares, but she on the other hand, doesn't know that. And then of course you have the whole book/movie divergence. In my hc, he always meant to get her to 13 but in book!verse, Plutarch's agents were too slow. But she doesn't know that and it's not her best time so eventually she resents him for leaving her behind but a year or so post MJ she's at rock bottom and she runs to him. From then on they're more or less in their domestic phase when they are at last healthy. 13 years of acquaintance in a nutshell.

So yeah, that's why I love hayffie. I guess a lot of it is my own hc and meta and my own interpretation of the characters but I just love it because their dynamics are unique and they can be so different depending on what moment you write about.

On a lot of regards they also feel like my first "adult" ship. I wrote adults before because I was into stargate and then hp but I think the stories I wrote for hayffie are the more mature I've ever written and I just love them, I can never leave them, I always come back haha.

@curiousnonny