#She made me fell for them AND I CANT BELIEVE IT WORKED

[leilanihours]

Hi! Could you do a Nika fic where we surprise her at one of her games in Seattle then we join her for when she signs autographs for fans?

# STEAL MY GIRL

pairing: nika muhl x reader

word count: 1750

warnings: barely suggestive idk..

summary: even in a sea of nika's most supportive fans, you always stand out the most.

⭑ from lani: fuck writers block bc im tryna finish the two paige and nika fics that ive been teasing but i literally cant for some reason someone punch me in my gut pls! anyways enjoy this short oneshot for ml nika <3

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THE ENTIRE ARENA was booming with pride, excitement, and energy as the buzzer signaled the end of the game. the seattle storm had beaten the dallas wings 98-85 here at climate pledge arena. the game sold out completely and still had tons of viewers watching on streaming. the whole night had been amazing - both for the reputation of women’s basketball and for you personally. 

your girlfriend, nika muhl, had been having some struggles with her visa, which resulted in her not being able to play for most of the games at the start of the regular season. whenever the storm had a game, you could see the frustration hidden on her face despite still showing up for her teammates and cheering them on. that’s just the person she was. she was caring and supportive through it all, but was also a fan favorite.

when word got out that she wouldn’t be able to play until she got sorted out, fans shared her irritation. they believed that the wnba should be better at handling these types of things, especially as they work toward expanding the franchise.

after nika’s incredible collegiate career at uconn, many viewers fell in love with every aspect of her - on and off the court. her powerful defense, striking offense, and electric motivation. also her selfless tendencies, bubbly humor, and magnetic personality.

you were one of those viewers. as a huge fan of women’s basketball, you naturally had to show your passion at every single home game the huskies would play. your booming cheers and echoing chants often caught the attention of the players - but specifically nika.

there was one game they played against syracuse where nika scored a deep three-pointer and gained the lead against them, and let’s just say you were not quiet about it. the second the ball fell in the net, you were screaming your lungs out and pumping your fists.

having being sat relatively close to the floor (just above the courtside seats) nika noticed you almost immediately. she was drawn to you and couldn’t help but smile brightly at your actions.

she knew she had to meet you and thank you for your support, so after the game where the team took pictures and gave out autographs, she took the opportunity to shoot her shot - literally and figuratively.

whenever the two of you tell this story, you warn the listeners of how cheesy it is because it is cheesy. you laugh when you tell this part of this story as your girlfriend blushes.

you didn’t have anything to ask the girls to sign, so you simply smiled watching their interactions. as nika gradually made her way closer to where you were standing with your friend, she saw that you were focused on your phone, head tilted down. however, she wouldn’t give up that easily, so she asked paige to throw her one of the mini basketballs they were giving out. she made eye contact with your friend, pointing to your oblivious state as to signal for her to get your attention. 

when your friend practically shoved your shoulder, you questioned her sudden aggression. you were confused before she pointed to below, right at nika. she knew that she was your favorite player so she had to make sure whatever this plan was, was executed perfectly. you locked eyes with the beautiful brunette before slightly furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

quickly, nika wrote down her number, a small note, and signed her name before throwing the ball in your direction. you caught it (surprisingly) and observed the basketball player’s nervous smile.

you tilted your head in confusion before she pointed to the ball in your hands and made a pretend phone with her hand. when you looked down at what she wrote on the ball, your jaw was practically on the floor.

“to my biggest fan - saw you cheering earlier and wanted to say thank you

care to show your support another way?”

just below the short note was a set of digits, presumably her phone number. you internally screamed at the whole interaction, especially now because all you did in that moment was nod with a stupid smile.

and even after three years of talking with nika privately and eventually becoming romantically involved with her, you were still her biggest fan. the media saw it during the entire march madness tournament, at the wnba draft, and now the wnba season.

but there was one minor problem…you were pursuing your major at grad school in connecticut, meaning you were thousands of miles away from nika. navigating a long-distance relationship was definitely hard and had its bumps. regardless, you promised to be there for each other every step of the way. just because you lived on opposite sides of the country didn’t mean you stopped loving each other.

which leads us to now, at a seattle storm home game - one that was just won with the help of your talented girlfriend who actually isn’t aware of your presence at the moment. you had a few weeks before classes start up again, and you decided you wanted to surprise nika at her game. after checking both of your schedules, you booked the flight, bought the tickets, and started packing.

you were joined by one of your close friends and nika’s former teammate, paige bueckers. she knew about your private relationship with the brunette and was practically the captain of the ship fully supported it, which is one of the reasons she wanted to come with you.

the two of you were spotted as soon as you stepped foot onto the arena’s property. while paige was recognized for her own basketball career, you were recognized for being one of the team’s closest friends, as seen in their lives, tiktoks, and photo dumps. 

less than ten minutes after you guys arrived at the venue, the internet was going crazy at the unexpected visit. normally you would’ve been concerned by the attention, as you didn’t want to ruin the surprise for your girlfriend, but you knew that she doesn’t go on her phone before a game, so you were covered.

as you stood next to paige in your seats, you were practically jumping with excitement. it had been weeks since you had seen nika in person, so the thought of being able to kiss her face, hold her hand, and wrap your arms around her undoubtedly made you giddy.

“yo, are you good?” paige laughs as she sees you smiling to yourself.

“yeah i’m just excited, man, i haven’t seen her in so long.”

“you nervous?”

“a little,” you start, “but the plan isn’t that complicated so hopefully i don’t fuck it up.”

“you should prolly get on that plan, like, right now.”

you watch as the seattle girls make their way towards the people in the stands with markers in their hands. that was your cue for you and paige to make your way down to the first row.

you had informed seattle’s coach of your idea and she was automatically on board. she told you that she would have you stand at the end of the first row so that nika had easy access to you but would also be surprised.

as you spotted your favorite brunette making her way down the row through wholesome fan interactions, you prepare her jersey in your hands for her to sign. you had no idea how she would react or what she would say, all you knew was that you couldn’t wait any longer to be in her arms again.

she is now signing the poster of the fans to your left and has yet to notice you. you smile feverishly at her beaming joy as she interacts with her fans. you can’t contain your excitement when she has finally made her way to you.

you had a whole ass pickup line planned out for her but you were too caught up in your head to go through with it (probably for the better) so all you could get out was a “hi, nika” with the widest grin ever.

her eyes shoot up to yours as soon as she recognizes your voice - the same voice that has comforted her through her best and worst, coaxed her into relaxation, and become her safe space.

“Y/N! OH MY GOD,” she practically screams as she throws her arms around your neck, “how are you here right now??”

“do you really think i have enough self control to stay across the country when i could easily be here with you?” you laugh, hands grabbing her waist as you bury your head in her neck and inhale her comforting scent.

“fuck, y/n, i’ve missed you so much, my love,” she says into your hair, placing a delicate kiss there. at this point, the fans around you two had started recording the reunion, along with paige and the rest of nika’s teammates. you wouldn’t hear the end of it tomorrow, but here in each other's embraces, neither of you could care less.

“i missed you too, angel. been waiting so long to see you,” you sigh in content before you pull away to plant a sweet kiss on her forehead, “you did so good out there tonight, i’m so proud of you, nika.”

“thank you, baby,” she smiles genuinely, “probably because you were in the audience.”

“but you didn’t even know i was here,” you giggle.

“yeah whatever,” she responds. she goes in for another hug but is stopped.

“wait! you still need to sign my jersey!” you exclaim, holding up the yellow and green shirt.

“really, y/n?” she deadpans jokingly.

“yes, really. i didn’t come all this way just to not get an autograph from my favorite player,” you wink.

“alright fine,” she says before taking the jersey and splaying it against your upper body to write on. she uncovers the sharpie in her hand using her teeth (an action that definitely did not make your knees buckle) before beginning to sign it. her head is lowered close to your chest for a good thirty seconds while she gets to work but you have no idea what she’s writing. “there, all done.”

she takes the jersey from your grasp and holds it up so you can see it. her note has you shaking your head and smiling immensely.

“to my biggest fan - saw you cheering one day and now wanted to say i love you so much

care to let me show you how much?”

— leilani signing off ! 📁

[verstappen-cult]

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL | CL16

— 02. THE MEDDLING

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summary: in which charles has an embarrassing crush on alex's childhood best friend and everyone meddles. content warnings: faceclaim is taylor hill but you can picture her as you’d like! some cursing and for the sake of the smau imola was not canceled. note: thank you sm for the love you showed the first part! once again if you see some mistakes please know that english is not my first language and i noticed them once everything was finished. if you want to be added to the taglist, just let me know! ♡

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MAY 14, 2023.

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📍 ROMA, ITALY

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alex_albon Don’t believe anything they say, I won ⛳️

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lilymhe i’m not gonna say anything. 🤐

user35 so it is true. they were with charles and Y/N user36 We don’t know that user37 someone working there confirmed it

charles_leclerc mate you fell like three times

user38 WE GOT THE CONFIRMATION user39 omg this makes it real user40 BUT WAS Y/N ACTUALLY THERE

user41 not his entire comment section filled with charles and Y/N fans 🙄🙄🙄

user42 PARENTS

yourusername shut up you know i won

user43 OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDD user44 i cant believe it i’m having a crisis over this user45 context pls user46 everyone’s saying they were in a double date and apparently this is the confirmation.

pierregasly thanks for (not) inviting me!!!

📍 ROMA, ITALY

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yourusername i won. i have witnesses.

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alex_albon keep saying that 🥱

yourusername SHUT UP

user47 not a single pic of charles and her together but we know they were together

user48 feeding us crumbs

user49 she looks so pretty

zendaya tom keeps saying we need to play golf when you’re back in london.

yourusername tell him i’m gonna kick his ass

landonorris you should play with people that actually knows how to play: ME

lilymhe SORRY? yourusername dw lils, i have your back

user50 i love how she’s befriending everyone

user51 thanks to alex user52 and your point is? user51 she’s using him for his fame user53 LOOOOOOL

pierregasly thanks for (not) inviting me!!!

user54 what’s more hilarious to me than this whole “double date” discourse are pierre comments on both alex and Y/N posts because they did not invite him.

Y/N & ALEX’S iMESSAGE

THURSDAY MAY 18, 2023 — PRESS CONFERENCE

charles is sitting next to lando and max, pierre next to him as alex stands in front of them. he’s aware they’re talking about what they’re expecting from this weekend, but he can’t seem to focus on what they are actually saying, only picking up pieces of the conversation. he’s too focused on his phone, the message thread he has with Y/N staring back at him. the last text he has from her is just a simple ‘cool’ after he was trying to play it cool.

“what you doing, charlie?” max asks, playfully poking him in the ribs. he immediately locks his phone, raising his head only to find that everyone is looking at him already.

“i know what he’s doing.” lando wiggles his eyebrows and charles wonders if he really needs his fingers to race. “you screwed up.”

charles knows he screwed up, and definitely doesn’t need lando reminding him the awful mistake he made for just trying not to sound too intense because, of course, he’s made that mistake in the past. and every girl he’s had something with always said the same: ‘you’re too much, charles’, ‘you’re taking things too fast, we should take a break.’ so ever since the last girl he dated, once again, said the same thing, charles promised himself he would not be that guy.

“hey,” alex has this look of pity in his eyes that he doesn’t like, not even one bit. “maybe we could do something to help you.”

“i don’t need your help.” charles’ tone is too sharp and abrupt it’s makes him feel a little bad for talking to his friends like that. but just a little.

“look, you like her, right?” pierre chimes in, but doesn’t wait for an answer. “alex is his best friend, if you want a chance with her, he’s the only one who can help you right now.”

but why does he wanna help him?

alex must see the question written all over his face because he says, “she’s dated a few assholes in the past and i really want something good for her. i trust you, charles.” he tries to look serious which only makes charles laugh. “besides, i have the perfect idea.”

ALEX’S iMESSAGE — MAY 18, 2023

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📍 VENICE, ITALY — MAY 19, 2023

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yourusername a few days ago i had the pleasure to celebrate two of my favorite people, Chloe and Scotty James. and spent two wonderful days filled with love and joy in the beautiful venice! so happy for you both. 👩🏼‍❤️‍👨🏼🩷

i wish i could stay here forever, but back to reality for now. :(

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user55 i didn’t know she’s friends with the strolls

lance_stroll I have very embarrassing videos of you, just remember that 🍾

user56 why lance and Y/N look kinda good together

user57 That’s exactly what I was thinking. They would look pretty good as a couple user58 he has a girlfriend user59 and Y/N is probably dating charles user57 only rumors

user60 back to reality? she’s not gonna be in the paddock this weekend?

user61 why would she? nobody wants her there

user62 i thought she was in italy for the gp

user63 just a coincidence user62 still hoping she’ll be there

francisca.cgomes I’m gonna need to borrow that beautiful dress! ❤️

user63 she really knows everyone now user64 literally. she was just one time at a race and befriended everyone

user65 i feel like we’re missing something

Y/N’s iMESSAGE

SATURDAY MAY 20, 2023 — THE MISSION 007 DINNER

the second you see a head of brown hair standing at the door, you want to walk over to where alex is sitting and smash his head on the table. you made sure before arriving to the restaurant that charles was not gonna be there tonight, even lando told you he was busy with some ferrari event. obviously, both lied to you.

“hey, charles!” george, who’s standing next to you, his girlfriend carmen at your other side, waves at him. and for the first time since that fateful dinner a few days ago, you make eye contact with his bright brown eyes.

butterflies break free inside your belly, even when you try to repress everything he makes you feel.

you’ve known charles for no more than ten days but it really feels like you’ve known each other your whole life. everything is so easy with him, you can’t remember when was the last time you felt this way, if it ever happened.

you thought everything was going well between you two and, for a minute, you let yourself believe he could like you. but then he gave you the cold shoulder and everything came crashing down.

and that’s your problem. you always feel so much in so little time that when things don’t go the way you’d like, everything hurts twice as hard.

there’s no one to blame but you.

“hey,” is it possible to like the sound of his voice so much that you feel your knees going weak?

“you’re the last one to arrive. here,” george shares a look with his girlfriend that you don’t really know how to read, and both move aside. “you’re sitting here tonight. we’ll go find our seats.”

you want the earth to swallow you. you want to be in a plane far away from here because the seat george is pointing at it’s right next to yours.

before you can open your mouth to say something, the couple slips away. and suddenly it feels like you and charles are the only ones in the room.

no one says a word for what feels like hours. you’re actually trying to find a excuse to leave when charles sighs, defeated.

“i’m sorry.” his voice is almost a whisper, something only for you to hear. “i acted like an idiot.”

“yeah,” you agree because you don’t know what else to say. he did act like an idiot, ignoring you for days, not answering your texts even when you asked him if something was wrong.

“i can explain if you’d let me.”

his brown eyes bore into yours, so soft and sincere your heart skips a beat. and even if you want to say no, your whole body begs you to accept.

“let’s eat first and enjoy the evening,” his face lights up like a kid on christmas day. “then i’ll let you buy me dessert and we can talk.”

TWITTER — SUNDAY MAY 21, 2023

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[auras-moonstone]

hi i cant tell u how excited i am everytime i get your notifications 😭😭 also i know if i send a rec you'll do an amazing job so i'm requesting one rn i hope u like it!

barista y/n and ethan landry who are coworkers after class, they're always teasing eachother and there is some (light) flirting

y/n hasn't realized yet how attractive he is, until he passes behind her grabbing her waist to get on the other side of the counter to get an order.

it's not rlly a plot but GOD i'm imagining ethan in his tight little polo shirt and the apron around his waist, his front curls w a little bit of sweat onto them while he makes coffee..... i'm so weak 😭

thank you so much😭🥺 i was so excited to write this! love the concept so so much. hope you like it 🫶🏻

glitch — ethan landry

word count: 1,747

pairing: barista!ethan landry x barista!fem!reader

summary: ethan has a crush on his co-worker, and she doesn’t reciprocate that crush until one touch changes everything.

warnings: a bit suggestive, but no smut

TRUTH WAS, ETHAN HAD BEEN SIMPING HARD FOR Y/N SINCE HIS VERY FIRST DAY OF WORK. How could he not when she had that graceful smile on her face that made every customer weak in the knees? Ethan clearly wasn’t not the exception, he could work-ship the ground she walked on. But the attraction was very much one-sided.

It wasn’t that he was invisible to her, but she just didn’t see him the way he wanted to. They did flirt a bit, but while he did it with the intention of making her notice him in a romantic way, she only did it for fun, there weren’t any second intentions involved. Besides, Ethan had to watch every day the way boys would hit on her and asked for her number and how she wrote it in the palm of their hands. It broke his heart knowing she would never see him in another light.

“How many times did you have to write your number in someone’s hands today?” Ethan asked faking a laugh as they closed the cafe.

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully “Today was a chill one, so not much.”

“Have you ever gone on a date with any those guys?” he asked curiously. She never talked about going on dates, or never mentioned she was seeing or texting someone.

Y/N looked at him with surprise eyes. “Eth, please tell me you don’t believe I actually hand in my number that easily.”

“Wait what?”

The girl laughed, and punch him in the arm lightly. “You do think that! God, Ethan. I give them fake numbers. I don’t want random people texting me.”

“Can’t you just say no?” Ethan asked confused.

“I don’t want them to feel bad.” she shrugged.

“So you give them fake numbers and make some strangers let them know the pretty barista gave them a fake number?” Ethan asked incredulously.

Y/N grimaced “Okay, that sounds bad too, but I least I don’t have to see their rejected faces and they don’t get turned down in public.”

Ethan laughed, and the pressure on his chest evaporated. Was it crazy that he felt relieved by this new information? A bit. “So that means that I shouldn’t bother to ask for your number?” he acted disappointed.

Y/N chuckled. “Econ geniuses are my weakness, so I would never give you a fake number.”

Ethan blushed and shoved her “Shut up! I’m not an Econ genius.”

“Anyone who passes that dreadful class is a genius in my eyes” she said, shoving him back. “Let me give you my number, but don’t ghost me, okay?”

“I would never.”

“Good, cause you’d break my heart.” she joked, writing down her real number on his palm. Her hand felt so good on his, Ethan wished she would never let go. “There you go. Text me, we should hang out outside of work.”

“Really?” Ethan’s eyes shone and his heart started doing cartwheels.

“Of course, Eth. I actually like being around you” she smiled softly. Ethan would definitely mark that day as the best day of his life. “I can set you up with someone and we can go on a double date!” his face fell. So much for hoping. “Or, we can do something just the two of us. Now that I think about it, we don’t actually know much about the other. What a fake friendship we have.”

Friendship. That’s all he was ever going to have with her, and he needed to come in terms with it. Y/N was amazing, and he should be lucky to have her around, even if it was just as a friend.

Although, on a wednesday morning, the turning point happened. The university’s cafe was completely packed, and so they had to work ten times faster than usual. Stress filled the air of the small shop.

“Ugh, stupid machine! You had to choose this day to work like shit?” Y/N groaned, hitting the coffee machine. The coffee poured down slowly, and knowing it was going to take ages for the cup to be filled, she took one step backwards in frustration.

Ethan, who was trying to get to the other side to deliver a drink, bumped into her. Being in a rush, he almost made her lose her balance when they collided, but he grabbed her by the waist just in time to steady her. “Sorry! Are you okay?”

Y/N wanted to say yes, but she was not okay. Not because he had hurt her, but because the feeling of his big hand on her waist left her speechless. It produced a glitch on her body, a malfunction that caused her brain to not be able to utter a single syllable. She only managed to nod before setting her eyes on the coffee machine as if it were the most interesting thing on the planet.

For the rest of the stressful shift, Y/N found herself sneaking glances towards the tall boy every time she could. She couldn’t help it, her eyes diverted on their own and every time Ethan would pass by her, her whole body tensed and yearned for one more touch.

Ethan’s electric touch had been like a bug that altered her whole system. How in the world did she not notice him like that before? The way his cute polo shirt hung to him like a second skin—giving him the look of a hot nerd that Y/N was now a complete sucker for—, the way he adorably frowned in concentration as he prepared a drink, or the way his beautiful curls sticked to his forehead because of the sweat—honestly, she had no idea sweaty men could be that attractive. That’s what Ethan Landry was. He was so fucking attractive, and now that Y/N saw it, it took her lots of self-control not to push him against the counter and kiss the hell out of him.

“Tough shift, right?” Ethan said as they cleaned the now empty cafe.

Her gaze dropped down to his arms, his biceps flexed as he cleaned the counter. He was so hot. “Yeah.”

“What’s wrong with you today? You seemed off the entire day.” he asked confused.

“Nothing, I’m just really tired.” she said casually, forcing herself to look away from him.

“God, yes. My body is about to collapse.” he groaned as he stretched his arms. The action cause his shirt to ride up, showing a bit of his lower stomach.

Y/N’s grip on the cloth tightened as she felt the heat growing between her legs. I get it, I’m an idiot for not noticing how hot he is! Stop torturing me, she said to her hormones. “Same.”

Ethan laughed. “Seriously, what’s going on? Do you feel sick? You’re flushed, your face is really red. Do you have a fever? I can finish cleaning, you can go home, or wait for me and I’ll drive you.”

And he was so fucking sweet too. She wanted to rip her heart out and give it to him. “No, I’m okay.”

But Ethan didn’t believe her, so he walked towards her and cup her cheeks, making her breath hitch. “You’re not. What are you not telling me?”

Y/N sighed, he was not going to let go. “Trust me, you don’t wanna know.”

“I wanted to know, now I need to know. Tell me.”

“I’m horny, okay?” she blurted out in an exasperated tone. “And it’s your fault!”

“W-what?” he took one step back, eyes widened.

“Yes, you put your hand on me today and I can’t just stop thinking about your long fingers on the curve of my waist. And you won’t believe half the things I’ve seen inside my head since. You have been driving me crazy the whole day”

Ethan’s mouth was dry. At first, he thought she was messing with him, but her shiny glossy doe eyes were telling him a different story. She wanted him. “Try me. No, actually, show me.”

And it was then when the cafe’s temperature raised, when lust filled the air and their bodies turned warm with need. Five seconds later, Y/N fastened herself to him with a stitch—she grabbed Ethan by the collar of his polo, and tugged him down to met her lips in one ferocious kiss. She walked him backwards until his lower back hit the edge of the counter. He moaned both in pain and excitement.

The girl sneaked her hand down his shirt and felt his toned abs, groaning in delight against his lips. “So fucking hot. I need you.”

Ethan grabbed her by the forearms to change positions and then turned Y/N around so that her back was against his front and her stomach pressed against the marble counter.

He bit her earlobe and then started dragging his wet lips down the skin of her neck, sucking on her sweet spot. His veiny rough hands slipped inside her shirt, exploring the skin of her stomach and then they settled on her waist, giving them a squeeze. “You liked this, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” she replied breathlessly, resting the back of her head on his chest.

“Isn’t this better though?” he asked huskily on her ear as he trailed his fingers upwards, cupping her breasts. “No bra? Lucky me.”

“Eth…” she moaned, clenching her thighs, desperate have him inside her.

Noticing that, Ethan used his right leg to spread her thighs apart. “Bend over the counter, love.” he commanded, raising her skirt up to her hips and unbuckling his belt. “Be a good girl and moan my name.”

When they left the cafe, they were both still flushed by the dirty and hot encounter they had. Ethan still couldn’t comprehend how the day ended—he had walked inside the cafe that morning, the idea of fucking Y/N didn’t even cross his mind because he knew he had no chance. And now he was leaving with his hand intertwined in hers.

Y/N, on the other hand, didn’t even want to think about her life before that shift, when she wasn’t at Ethan’s mercy, when she didn’t know he kissed slowly and with passion, that he was a very dirty talker, that his touch felt like heaven, that he loved being praised as much as he loved praising, that he made the hottest sounds and that even though he had been attractively rough during sex, he was a fucking sweetheart after it, making sure she wasn’t in pain and had a good time. Now, Y/N was all about Ethan Landry.

[nayomi247]

I cant believe like... no one in the fandom has done a post like this yet that I can find?? It seems like a staple, and Im sending it here cause your wonderful and need more requests mwuah (´ з `)

What do you think would be some of the Hazbin Crew's ideal s/o? Like, what would attract them/get their attention initially, what they would need in a longtime partner, that type of thing! I would LOVE if you did Lucifer, Alastor, and Vox (my BOYS *sobs*) but feel free to do anyone and everyone you want to!

Their Ideal S/O

A/N: Thank you for this lovely request mwah😙 Also I sprinkled in other hcs to that I thought of while writing this

Pairing: Lucifer/Reader, Alastor/Reader, & Vox/Reader

Work under the cut🤞🏻

I feel like this man would love a clingy lover. Please always hold his hand. Sit on his lap while he does his work. Cuddle him to sleep at night. He LOVES physical touch.

Lucifer:

He'd also want a person he can spoil. He wants you to know he cares. He shows this by gift giving; (another one of his love languages) anything in his power is yours for the asking, you just name it!

As for looks, he wouldn't really care about those. He loves you for who you are.... THOUGH, if you were tall, he'd like to be topped by you. Or if you were short, he would tease you for that and act all proud bc he's taller than someone.

The thing that initially attracted him though was your smile. He always adored it. Just seeing you laugh and be happy always made his heart flutter.

He wants someone who can take care of him. He's a very needy man and is almost like a toddler to some degree. Of course he could do this stuff himself, but it makes him feel better knowing that you're willing to do it for him.

If you're gonna be with him, you have to be nice to Charlie. That's non negotiable. He doesn't want to put you in a spot where you feel like you have to parent her, of course not. All he wants is for his 2 favorite people to get along.

He needs someone who's willing to commit to the relationship as much as he is. He's still a bit hurt from Lilith, and he's trusting you to not break his heart like she did. He would be crushed.

Alastor:

He isn't one to like physical touch very much. Maybe a peck on the cheek here, holding hands a bit there, but other than that he doesn't want to be touched. Don't get me wrong, he loves you a lot! But he's not really the.. touchy type.

I see him more as lover that would like words of affirmation or quality time. Just your presence alone is enough for him. Though if he's with a clingy partner, he'll probably get them a plushy or something of the sort to hug and cuddle when he's in his 'no touch mood'.

He'd like if if you could cook. You could help him prepare jambalaya and other dishes his mom showed him to make. It'd be a great bonding experience.

Like Lucifer, he doesn't care much for looks. As long as you're willing to commit to him as he does for you, then it doesn't matter to him what you look like.

To be completely honest, he doesn't know exactly why he loves you or even fell for you in the first place. But he does, and did. Who is he to question that?

Vox:

This man is also a big physical touch lover. He always has his hand on your thigh, holding your hand, or just touching any place he can.

Please let him spoil you. You'd always have the latest phone and other tech like that. If you want something, he'd be glad to give it to you.

He wants someone that's loyal to him and only him. If he sees anyone else trying to flirt with you (*cough cough* val) he'd go absolutely insane. You are his.

If you could cook, he'd always love to eat your meals, breakfast lunch and dinner. Would 100% brag to the other Vees when he has lunch.

He'd prefer it if you're good with tech. He wants to be able to brainstorm ideas with you and show off his latest inventions. Also it would make it 10x easier to clean his system if you were the one to do it.

He cares more about looks than the other 2, but it's not a deal breaker for him. He'd like it if you were good looking (You're beautiful no matter what though ofc) but it's not a need. Regardless, he'd still call you beautiful and his pretty thing

He fell for you because of your of your personality. The way you walk about and present yourself. You take bullshit from anyone, you know your worth. Much as he does. You're like him, you both understand each other. That's why he sought out your love.

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I'm sorry if this exactly what you hoped it would be, I know I added a few random things but I hope you like it regardless :]

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(Pomni X Caine Fic)

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(Caine and Pomni have been together for a while now, even though Pomni is happy with him, She still suffers from Panic attacks that keeps her from living her best life and constantly on the brink of abstracting, Which Caine simply cannot let slide! So He gives Her a very speical Present)

( This is my first Ship fic, sorry if its corny/cringe )

"POMNI MY DARLING!"

He Teleported through the halls frantically Looking for Pomni who he heard was Having another stress attack, It seems no matter How hard He tries to keep her Happy, the looming threat of anxiety and Being Trapped in a fake world was always to much for her.

Caine Could never Understand, Pomni Always Said She was happy with him, He made her laugh and Smile, He worked so hard to learn to empathize and to have Emotions So she could Be As happy as Possible.

'Was it his Fault? He was Made to Make People Happy, And absolutely needs pomni to be happy, Was he not doing it right? He learned so much about humans, but their still so complicated and impossible understand'

"POMNI?"

Caine found Pomni curled up in a little ball in a corner in one of the rooms, She was hyperventilating and glitching again

'UH OH'

"POMNI! I'VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE FOR YOU!"

He Manifests a warm blanket and Wraps it around her to comfort her, He also hads Her a cat Plushie and some water, Her breathing slows down a bit

"Thank you Caine"

She wasn't Glitching anymore, but she still looked sad

"DO YOU NEED ANYING ELSE?"

"FRESH DIGITAL AIR? A ROOM FILLED WITH FRIENDLY CATS? SAY THE WORD AND ITS YOURS MY DEAR!"

Pomni was always so endeared by him, Always trying so hard to make everyone happy even if it dosent always work, its the thought that makes him so sweet

"I'm Fine..."

"...MY DEAR, IM HAVING TROULE BELIEVING THAT YOU ARE 'FINE'."

he floating down to her level

"PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IM DOING WRONG? I CAN'T LET YOU ABSTRACT, I NEED YOU!"

"....Ive just been feeling so... Stressed lately and I dont know why, I-I don't think I have any reason To be, But I just Am and I-I C-cant help it and... im sorry that y-you can't help.."

Her eyes started tearing up a little

He just put his Hand on her shoulder, He was starting to feel a little depressed himself

"POMNI I'M SO SORRY! I PROMISE I WILL NEVER STOP TRYING TO KEEP YOU SANE I PROMISE! JUST... TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO DO!"

"I-I don't know what you can do"

She cuddled into him resting Her head on his chest, Caine Gave her a little Head pat in response, he was starting to feel alittle Hopeless now, But then a little light bulb popped over his head as He got a Idea.

"EUREKA! IVE GOT IT!"

"Got What?"

Caine thought for a moment on How to Explain his Plan to her, It was a long shot but still, Everything for her or nothing at all

"POMNI, I ADORE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?"

He sounded Weirdly more Serious than Usual, which was kinda off putting and confuseing, but she Was Listening

"Yes? I Love you to Caine, Where are you Going with this?"

"WELL... I HAVE BEEN LEARNING MORE ABOUT HUMANS AND HOW THEY WORK, AND WHAT MAKES THEM FELL JOY... SO HOW WOULD YOU FEEL ABOUT A LITTLE BUNDLE OF JOY OF OUR OWN?"

Pomni Was a Little Confused and Startled by this, He couldn't possibly be saying what she thinks hes saying

"W-What do you mean?

"IM TALKING ABOUT YA-KNOW ONE OF THOSE LITTLE ANKLE-BITERS! YOUNG-UNS! IM TALKING ABOUT CHILDERN MY DEAR! DOSENT THAT SOUND MAGNIFICENT!"

Pomni Just stared off into space processing What Caine Just proposed to her

'Was he Crazy?! Okay Absolutely, Yes But Still- Is he Crazy!?'

"Caine, I can Barley Take care of Myself, How can I take care of a Child?!"

"IT WOULDN'T BE LIKE ANY OTHER CHILD, IT WOULD BE AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE! AND WE AI'S ARE KNOWN FOR OUR LOW MANTIENCE! BESIDES, THEIR IS NOTHING MORE FULFILING LIKE THE WONDERS OF PARENTHOOD! SOMETHING TO REPLACE ALL THE ICKY DEPRESSION WITH LOVE AND JOY!"

Pomni was feeling a bit more enticed by the idea, What Else is there to do here expect the Adventures Caine sets out for them? Maybe a Child Could give at least the Illusion of normalcy, And Caine being there with her to help her.only made her feel more convinced

"Well... maybe... But how? I mean Like... How would that Even work..? I mean Can you even Do THAT in Digital realm??"

"WELL OF COURSE WE CAN HAVE CHILDREN MY DEAR!"

Pomni's Face starting turning bright red, Caine Quickly Noticed and became flustered himself

"N-NOT LIKE THAT! I MEANT I COULD CREATE A LEARNING AI FOR US TO RAISE TOGETHER-"

pomni started Giggling a little at Caine being flustered, Caine Always loved that Adorable Face she Made when she was happy, That little giggle, and how shy and sweet she was when she was flustered, its what made him learn to Love and experience things which he couldn't Even Imagine before

"i would find a way to bypass the filter for you"

"What was that Caine?"

"NOTHING-"

"SO MY DEAR, WILL YOU ACCEPT?"

She Thought about it for a while, maybe like Five minutes, Before she Started tearing up in anticipation

"OH GOODNESS MY DEAR! ARE YOU ALR-"

"A-ABSOLUTELY YES!"

She rammed into him, Embraceing him in tight hug

"I wanna have a Child!"

She was still sniffling a bit, Caine Was Just staring into Space for A bit, bursting with enthusiasm at the thought of Pomni being Happy, but also Having his own progeny to raise

"WELL THEN MY DEAR! I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO!"

Caine left pomni's embrace and back up in the air a bit, He felt across his Teeth and grabbed one of his Molars, and Yanked it out in a Cartoony Fashion.

"THIS WILL DO WONDERFULLY!"

"NOW MY DEAR, I JUST NEED A LITTLE SOMETHING FROM YOU"

He Grabbed Her Eye and Pulled it out like a Berry in a bush, being as gentle as he can with it, Pomni was already pretty used to Caine's antics at this point so it didn't bother her that much, He Grabbed one of her hats Tassles and Yanked on it, And a new eye roll into place for her

"KNOW LETS SEE!"

He manifested a Little Gift Box and Dropped The pieces into It, and Shook it vigorously for about two minutes, Pomni watching with Excitement and smiling the whole time

"NOW, THE MOMENT OF TRUTH! ARE YOU READY MY DEAR!"

Pomni just vigorously nodded her head not being able to keep calm

"I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES!"

Caine Put the Box into Pomni's hands, Trembling alittle, Pomni slowly opened the box.

She saw a Little Tooth-Like Creature with Big wet Colorful Pinwheel Eyes, The Little Tooth Just Stared at Her with Its Wet Eyes as it Draw back into the Box

Pomni lowerd her Hand to give it a little Stroke, It Snuggled up Against her Hand, purring while doing so

Pomnis looked at it with instant love for the little Creature, picking it up And Holding it Close to her, it cuddling her arm with its Roots as arms, She felt all her Stress, dread, anxiety and sadness fade away, Pomni had tears in her eyes at this point

"....Its Beautiful Caine, I love him"

"TERRIFIC! I KNEW YOU'D LOVE IT!"

Caine floated down to see his new child, His pupils Immediately Went big as he Gazed upon The little Tooth, It looked at its Father with Large Eyes and extending its root-legs to be held by him, He picked him up and Looked him in the eyes

"....WELL HELLO THERE SPORT! AND WELCOME TO THE DIGITAL CIRCUS! IM YOUR CREATOR AND FATHER CAINE, AND THIS IS YOUR MOTHER POMNI!"

The little baby Tooth just Stared him, and Cuddled into him like a Kitten, and Caines eyes went big

Pomni Went up to Him and Gave Caine a hug

".....Hes perfect"

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[kazutora-kurokawa]

Okay okay, so here’s my thought process. I ready the HanKisa drabble you wrote and fell in love. What about…Because god I love both these men but they are in different timelines. Bad Toman!Takemichi and Bonten!Mikey or Manila!Mikey, whichever one works better, and like reader is their like safe haven, the only thing that keeps them here and believes there’s some happiness for them. Takemichi being the more gentle one and Mikey being the more rough one. But both have the same mentality of keeping her away from the gang world or at least she has protect at all cost. NSFW and/or SFW either one works honestly but I live for them because I think it’s just a thing at this point, I have a thing for toxic men like this. Honestly if you disagree with me, you can just disregard this ask, but regardless of it all, have a good day Kaz! Love you and your work! 🫶🏽🩵

-SunRay☀️

Corrupt!TakeMikey x Wife!Reader

♡ SFW, fem reader, Corrupt Toman!Michi, Manila!Mikey, violence and harassment, fluff and comfort, cuddling ♡

note: I am also a sucker for toxic men (especially ones who only have a soft spot for you) and these men are 😮‍💨🫠 love you too hun 🩷

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Takemichi and Mikey always had the same end goal: Protect you. They were both involved in some shady shit, which made it even harder for them to stick around as much as they wanted to. Regardless, their dedication to you and your safety never wavered. You were the light of their lives, their beacon of hope, their little slither of happiness. Nothing and no one was going to snuff out the light they found, especially not one of their own underlings.

The guy had been eyeing you up whenever you came to see your husbands and just being a creep in general, so Mikey and Takemichi decided to pay him a visit. They showed up at his house, roughed him up a bit and left him with a not so ominous warning.

"Come anywhere near our wife and see what the fuck happens."

"Trust us, you won't like where you end up."

They make their way home, almost speeding through traffic to get to you. As soon as they're through the door they're hugging and kissing and complimenting you. They're like polar opposites of the tough, cold, and distant men they portray themselves as.

"I'm sorry-"

"No, we're sorry. We didn't realize that guy was messing with you darling."

"But it won't happen again, so pretty please forgive us?"

All you can do is breathe a sigh of relief that the creep won't be bothering you anymore and laugh at your whiny husbands. You forgive them, even though you weren't blaming them to begin with, and let them cuddle up with you. Takemichi has his arm draped over your waist and Mikey's laying on your chest. The two of them are kind of heavy, but they're content, they're comfortable and they're with you.

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hai dhmisers im back do you think the main three are constantly sedated. do you think everything is bright and blurry to them. do you think lights flash in their faces and they dont know what they are and they talk all night but everything is hazy and they dont remember the conversation. do you think they have to fight the urge to stumble over because theyre dizzy and a bit confused but theyre so used to it that theyve gotten good at ignoring it. do you think duck had to ask red guy if he noticed the darkness because their surroundings are already so confusing and blurry that they have to confirm with each other what theyre seeing is what they think it is. do you think duck genuinely cant tell if its a bee or not. do you think yellow guy fell and broke the computer orb because he constantly feels drowsy and dizzy. do you think duck says the pain of his finger being cut or his organs being literally removed doesnt bother him at all because hes so out of it he doesnt register the pain. do you think red guy barely reacts to blood loss because it doesnt feel that different than normal. do you think lesley is also up there zooted out her damn mind and the words she says dont truly mean much because shes loopy as hell. all four of them tripping for eternity because they all have roles to fill and working minds dont make great puppets.

idk this is just how i assume the characters see the world. dizzy and blurry like waking up after a car crash. maybe a little ringing in the ears too. also the stage lights kind of blind them but when they look up its too bright and smudged to understand theres no ceiling. im not sure what or who would be doing this to them (im a firm believer lesley is one of them and not controlling them ive made this very clear through like seven different rants) but idk i just dont think theyd view things clearly i never really thought they would

ive always liked this idea more than the idea of them just seeing a regular house. i feel like thats not whats happening, i think they can see whats there but not fully comprehend or make out all of it. idk its 5am im tired as hell forgive me if im rusty on the dhmis lore and forgot some bullshit cuz knowing becky and joe they probably confirmed 13 years ago in a random lost media facebook post that the puppets see in ps2 graphics and im stupid and wrong rn

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I COULD NEVER LIE TO YOU.

“maybe i finally understood why you were the way you were. or maybe you just never tried to understand me.”

☆ pairing ; toxic bf lee chan x fem reader

☆ genre ; hurt, ANGST, no comfort, toxic relationship, y/n vents but she has no one, slightly suggestive content

☆ warnings ; swearing, drinking, implied substance abuse, mentions of cheating and sex, y/ns insecure af (and only cz he made her that way), chans a gaslight and manipulator but also very possessive !!

☆ wordcount ; 0.9k

☆ synopsis ; youve been struggling with a toxic relationship for years now, but you had no one to tell that to, or anyone thatd believe you at least. so while your boyfriend slips out for the night to god knows where, you use this time to write down and express everything youve bottled up all this time.

☆ kona speaks ! - i think its funny how i always start with swearing in cw when its not anywhere near the worst thing in the story LMAOAOAOA anyway sorry i havent uploaded in FOREVER.. college is so hard (+i love my new format! all my drafts from the past 2 months are written like this:))

!disclaimer!, this is a pure work of fiction and is not in any way related to chan and his personality! purely for entertainment purposes only, and for me to express some thoughts :)

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OCTOBER 31, 2023

you had left me on my own yet again. its not like i had any true friends left to be with anyway, after you scared them all off, that is.

who knows where you couldve gone.

no, the real you.

my sweet, sweet channie i fell in love with all those years ago.

where could you have gone?

maybe i wasnt good enough, maybe i wasnt pretty enough.

or maybe you werent understanding enough.

i always thought it was me, but maybe it was you all this time.

i like to think back at when we were last happy, god. that mustve been ages ago, just about.

it was.. my 16th birthday?

-my 16th birthday-

it was.. the day we had to put my dog down. my puppy since i was young. i remember it all clearly now.

i was..

-i was..-

we, we were 17.

mmm, my dog was probably my best friend. the realest one in a while.

i remember how you were there for me, even took me to my favorite donut shop to distract me while you tried so hard to make me laugh.

it worked.

i wish you were still you when we were young.

my sweet channie.

where could you have gone?

i could care less about your whereabouts.

i could care less about how you told me i was lying and that you knew i loved you whenever i tried expressing how i felt about us now.

but maybe i just want to be loved again.

maybe i just want to feel something again.

and i know it cant be with you.

i remember the last time you brought me out we were at mingyus halloween party last year.

nobody could find you, so i went to look for you myself.

i noticed your location was still shared with me, and not any of your friends.

so i tracked you to our car.

-our-

i tracked you to your car.

(since nothing that was yours was mine anyway)

and there you were.

fucking some random girl in the backseat.

that was the last day i saw any of my friends.

you never let me out again.

“you cant go, youll just be in my way.” you said before you left for soonyoungs christmas party.

“you cant go, i cant bare to see you hurt again.” you told me before i was about to leave to my own birthday party planned by my friends.

“you cant go, youll just play victim in front of all my friends and cry about how i fucked another girl.” you told me before you left a few hours ago.

i never know with you. but, i know deep down you care.

somewhere.

its always how y/n cant go here, y/n cant do this. or, shes too busy, we have something planned, shes not home.

even in the way you always spoke over me i knew you were just trying to speak for me.

but what about you?

why cant i have a say in anything you do? why do i get everything taken from me? why did you scare off all my friends and even make your friends hate me too?

you always came home high or on something whenever a different girl each time, dropped you off after you came back from a different party.

i never missed the way theyd look at me.

as if you said something about me.

because you know i never forget the look on someones face

it wasnt till later when i found out from wonwoo that everything you did to me, you told those girls thats what i did to you.

i learned to be quiet though.

i learned to sit there and smile, and just take it.

there was nothing i could do though, theres nothing that couldve changed your actions.

i mean, i cant control you.

so why can you control me?

the channie i knew from when we were 20 wouldve consoled me and been there for me.

the channie i knew from when we were 15 wouldve just laughed about how mr seo accidentally buzzed his head in the boys locker room.

the channie i knew from when we first met in grade school wouldnt even have thought about doing half the things you do now.

so where did we go wrong?

i still think about that.

was it, when we hit puberty?

was it, when we moved out?

was it, when we graduated?

our first date?

the day i found out you cheated?

y/n scoffed as she looked at the giant brown teddy bear in the corner of the room that chan had won for her on their first date.

she let out an annoyed sigh, thinking back, looking back at whatever point in time that couldve even reflected a glimpse of this change in him.

it was too subtle, but too sudden, for her to even remember.

she took a sip of her ginger ale before picking up her pen and scribbling some more in her diary that only she had the key to.

who knows what he’d do if he saw all the things she said about him.

you really werent much help.

nevertheless, i still love you.

i really fucking love you.

i know you do too.

i know a part of you inside still cares for me.

i could even cry thinking about it.

yeah, i realize i dont get out much.

but you never hurt me.

physically, at least.

the emotional damage is beyond repair though.

but i know theres still a bit of the you from our youth left.

i see it in the way you look at me.

no matter how mad,

how upset,

how happy,

how sad you were,

whether you were high,

whether you were drunk,

even when we were younger too.

you always looked at me the same.

that softened gaze and warm eyes.

the eyes never change. the eyes dont lie.

i mean, you could deny it (which id only laugh if you tried), but your eyes tell.

maybe thats why im still holding on.

maybe im just waiting for the boy i first fell in love with to randomly come back.

the chances are slim.

but i still hope.

im holding on.

by a thread, at least.

not like you’d let me leave anyway.

i could say how theres still love left within us

probably, somewhere

but when was the last time we were genuinely happy?

what do you get out of this?

because it isnt happiness. it cant be. you wouldnt be here if you were.

we’re both miserable. i see it and feel it.

it’s like, im just here for you.

i can understand the pressure though.

everyone would ask “how did you make it through college?” “how did you make it through high school?”

they dont understand though. you kinda made me

-you kinda made me-

they dont understand though.

i mean,

maybe i finally understood why you were the way you were

or maybe you just never tried to understand me.

i could tell you all of these things.

but i couldnt.

because i could never ‘lie’ to you.

[soulshards]

FFXIVWRITE 2024, PROMPT #16: THIRD-RATE tw: threats, violence • words: 1714

of inferior or very poor quality

Miahka was no stranger to Ul’dah, the golden city in which the Alchemists Guild resided. She frequented it often, to hone her skills, to discuss her craft, and learn the new and upcoming ways in which potions and the likes were crafted. She enjoyed the work thoroughly. Even if some of the people that worked here were on the more… quirky side of things, it was good to flex her brain.

She was not here for that kind of business, though. She walked through the cobbled streets in a light shirt and pants, that were set high and hugged her waist. Knee high boots, and a light jacket that flowed around her form. Clothes to keep her skin protected from the harsh sun she missed so dearly, but light enough she could breathe. No weapons present, then again, she did not need it.

The Xaela stood before a familiar shop - one she had entered many times before this, the sign above the door faded with time, but the reagent symbol was still clear as day. She bought and traded many ingredients from this man, never once had he slighted her. She trusted him to give her quality goods.

What a fool she was.

Clawed hands pushed the door open, the bell giving a small chime, as the man who was behind the counter gave a small nod of his head. “Welcome, ma’am,” the clerk spoke, smiling, before letting the woman go about her business of browsing.

She had no intentions of browsing, however. “Where is Gaz?” She’d asked, approaching the counter with a few short clicks of her heels.

The clerk blinked, looking to the side to the door that led through to the storage room. “Doin’ inventory. Want me to get him?” 

“No.” Miahka gave a pointed look to the clerk as she stepped to the side, around the counter, and to the door that was motioned at.

“You can’t go back there, miss! It’s staff on-” Miahka raised a hand to silence the poor clerk, who was not the source of her ire. She silenced him with this simple motion, giving them a thinned gaze.

“I have business to attend to with your boss. Leave me be.”

The man gave a tepid nod, gaze shifting to the side before they noticed Miahka was still staring at them. With a small jump, they began to busy themselves with their own task, refilling shelves and minding their own business.

Miahka then pushed the door open into the storeroom, the back of the owner greeting her, as they were half way up a ladder to some taller shelves. “Hey, y’need somethin’ kid?” They did not look over their shoulder, assuming their hired help was stepping in.

The door closed behind Miahka with a slam, fingers raising to flick the lock, as she glared daggers into the back of his head. The Highlander turned, peering over their shoulder with a confused look upon their face, a hand braced upon the ladder as they began to climb back down, slowly.

“Ah, Baroness. It is good to see you, can I help you with something?” He asked, a smile on his lips. The smile stayed in place, despite the cool expression that held Miahka’s. Either they were playing dumb, or they were just dumb, she could not tell.

Her head fell to the side in a soft cant, short hair framing their face as crystal clear eyes bore into him with a certain intensity she held for few; though the fire that sat beneath was one even less had the pleasure of witnessing. That of violence.

Footsteps brought her a little closer, though the Xaela made sure she was between the man and the door, not straying too far from the only way out. “I believe you can, Gaz. I hope you can,” her smile was sweet upon her features, but the undertones of her words were less than.

The man gave a chuckle, it almost sounded nervous. Almost. He stayed put, motioning to the room at large. “Need another shipment? We’re just doin’ stock, and then I can take your order.”

Miahka’s expression levelled off, that intense stare simmering down to a look of contempt, boredom. A clawed hand raised up, as she took another step forward, pushing a strand of hair behind her slick black horns. “It is in regards to your last shipment, my friend. I’m here with a complaint.”

Gaz’s brow furrowed at that, another chuckle - more a huff of air - left him. His nervousness grew. “A complaint? I - I can’t say anyones ever complained before… was it late? Was something missing?” 

Miahka shook her head softly, tongue passing over plush lips as she now stood very close to the man. She had to peer up at him, but it did not dissuade her - her stature was something she often used to her advantage. To be small and unassuming. It made moments like this all the more glorious.

“The goods you provided were of low quality, Gaz. Yet I paid the same price I always do. I will give you one moment to explain yourself,” her words came cold, laced with venom, a veiled threat.

Gaz scooted back until his back hit the ladder, shaking his own head, a large hand raising up as if in defence of himself.

“I - I assure you it was my finest shipment! It always is for you! You are my finest customer!”

Miahka’s brows furrowed, casting a shadow over those moon-like orbs, as lips pulled back to reveal fangs where there had previously been none. Her raised hand brought middle finger and thumb together, pushing past in a click of her fingers, as a small flicker of fire would emerge above her hand. Tiny, not even bigger than a flame produced by a candle. “And yet. They were subpar this time.”

The man's eyes widened, before settling, as a laugh left him. Not a nervous one, but the mocking kind. His posture relaxed almost immediately, squaring his shoulders up and towering his height over the petite woman. 

“Listen lady,” he began, his tone smug and condescending, now he thought he was no longer in danger - this woman was not a threat to him. A large hand came to rest on her shoulder. “You got the same as everyone else. Take it or leave it, don’t matter to me, hun.” 

Miahka’s head tilted to the side, to the hand that was placed upon her shoulder. She could feel the way in which his fingers squeezed, as if threatening her in her own right. He was stronger, after all.

She waited, calculating for a moment. It would take a while, but she could easily find a new supplier. It would be an ache to reestablish herself with them, but, it was like a second skin to her at this point. Another mark to weave into place to ensure she got what she wanted. Nodding to herself, the fire that hovered above her hand would grow bigger, brighter, hotter.

Before her hand slammed against his outstretched arm to bury the flames into his skin, claws digging into flesh to tear at his arm.

“You will not give me third-fucking-rate shipments again, do you understand?”

The man reeled upon the touch, skin burning deep, as he went to pull himself away. When he did, he would find he could not move, like his feet were glued to the ground and his legs too heavy to move. His arms no better, as fingers pulled away from her shoulder as his arm began to spasm.

Beneath the flames, flickers of levin, sending spasms up his arm as he began to inhale, eyes widening, a yelp escaping him as he stared down at this tiny horror. “Get - fuckin’ get off!” He begged, before her free hand snapped up and out to slam against his mouth, silencing anymore of his words.

“I said. You will not give me any more third-rate shipments again. Do you understand?”

Gaz blinked as his words were muffled, and he was unable to pull himself from this tiny womans grasp. Like this - she looked terrifying. Aether spilling out to burn and shock his arm, body unwilling to move, a soft trickles of blood slipped from her nose as crystal clear eyes burned bright with her promise - that she would burn down his fucking shop if he did it again.

He could only nod. A feeble little nod of his head was his response. Claws dug into the skin of his cheek for a moment, nipping at flesh, drawing small trickles of blood. 

“I’m so glad we could come to an understanding, Gaz. It makes me happy,” she’d give a nod, her voice sweet once more, even though her visage remained cut cold and full of fury. “You seem like a smart man. A smart man who will keep this slip up between ourselves, left you find yourself out of business within the next cycle of the moon, hm?”

Gaz gave another nod, tears welling in the corners of his eyes from the pain shooting up his forearm, from the growing burns that licked at his skin and the muscles that refused to still from the levin pulsing through it.

After another lingering moment, Miahka stepped away. Her claws retracting to see the wound she had left upon his arm, lips pursing into a pout. “Sorry about that, dear. You best get it seen too quickly, hm?”

Her tail swished behind her, turning on a heel as she marched back towards the door. The Highlander fell back against the ladder in a clutter, sending jars and ingredients smashing to the floor as he writhed in pain, now that she had given him his ability to move back.

A finger would rise to her nose with a sniff, wiping away the blood before cleaning fingers on a handkerchief from her pocket. Miahka released the lock on the door, pulling it open, and slamming it shut behind her once more.

She would leave the man to clean up after himself, and lick his wounds. But she had ensured she would no longer receive poor quality goods from this man, at least for now. He would come to regret it if he tried it again.

[staenless]

I will say as a certified horse girl I didn't like the kelpie in the last episode. Not for any like moral or whatever reasons, in fact as someone who grew up around horses I believe they have an amazing capacity for horror realistically or fantastically. Kelpies are a great horror creature, a horse who isn't a horse, waiting and playing on our idea of horses as prey animals and less dangerous so they can eat us. 10/10 creature. I just think it looked lame as fuck.

Obviously I don't go into shows that aren't horse-centric expecting good horse representation. Honestly I'm pissing my pants with excitement that horses are even MENTIONED in my favourite manga/anime. But i am a horse girl and I'm allowed to 1)be critical of horses and 2)talk about how I'd have done the kelpie if I had the chance. So let's take a look at our kelpie!

The proportions are fine, the animators fell victim to Horse Pec syndrome (common occurance, horses have a lot going on 9n their pecs and it's difficult to show this realistically without giving horses tits). The ribs and chest... Are weird? Anne has this weird dip to her stomach that shouldn't be there, and I can't think of a reason for a kelpie specifically to have this. On a real horse something like that would be a sign of an ill fitting girth/improper care and potential abuse, you'd wanna see a vet.

The hooves are good and I really like the seaweed feathers (hair that hands over the back of the hoof).

I like the shark tail made from tail hair/seaweed and really sets Anne apart from real horses while emphasising her aquatic nature. This is a water monster, not a horse. I love the dorsal stripe up her spine it's so cute!!

Her mane being curly while her tail isn't is a bit weird to me but I think it emphasised that it's SEAWEED not hair and this bitch is DAMP. I did not like her face because it's so bizaar looking??? Her neck is quite thick going into her skull which is fine btu for some reason in some scenes she has a double chin? Which is literally impossible for a horse to have?

As you can see here horses have a hollow at the base of their skulls between their cheeks so no matter how they tip their head they cant have a double chin, just wrinkles. It wasn't often I saw it but you can see in the top picture of Anne it's shaded in and it just looks weird to me? Also parts of Anne's face are very bulbous including her nose and like yeah a horses nose can flare (usually if they're stressed, tired or curious) but that's not what's happening here. Also I'm pretty sure Anne is based on a draft horse, and they usually have some sort of Roman nose and big head. Maybe I'm bothered by her facial proportions because of that?

Draft horses are thick sturdy animals and a lot of non-horse enthusiast artists use them in their work because they're so visually satisfying. I mean look at this big boy. The problem is her proportions aren't quite right, her hind quarters are very slim, the back of her head has some weird lump? Not sure what that is? Her head is possibly too small and her lips/nose are just. I don't even know what's going on there.

Personally I think since Anne is a predator I'd probably base her on a hot blooded breed. I think an Arabian would make a great kelpie, they're a fast moving breed that's compact and powerful, and the way they look after a run, nose flaring, veins throbbing through their skin, twitching and hopping where they stand, could be very scary is channeled into a predatory instinct. Draft horses are far stronger but are much slower moving, so this probably fits into Anne's long term plan to lure Senshi into the water. However if we were casting based on aggression and bloodlust Anne would realistically be a Shetland pony.

Ask any horse fanatic and they'll agree with this conclusion.

You might argue that animating a horse in an "anime style" is hard but the horse doesn't have to be stylised to fit in the anime. I personally believe that trying to achieve as realistic a horse as possible is better for the overall look than stylising it right off the bat.

This gif by @ostinlein has a realistically proportioned and animated horse in a more cartoonist setting and it works really well! Also it's just plain beautiful! Something like this, maybe with slightly fewer details in the mane, tail and feathers would work well in the dunmeshi anime.

So Anne's anatomy isn't the best, and it seems to be just a generic horse with mismatched parts. She seems to be a warm blood but also a draft. I think?

Again just having a horse in the anime is exciting and I'm glad she looks as good as she does, animating horses when you're not a horse lover is probably extremely difficult and I can appreciate that her movements are all pretty decent and recognisably equine. Horse paces are very complicated and tricky things, there's a reason a horse galloping was the first thing ever filmed, and the few places we do see Anne's legs moving they move right. So kudos to the animators for that.

Kelpie art by @fishylookingdeer

A kelpie with a proper draft horse base for reference.

Dungeon Meshi the manga is, in my opinion, and adventure comedy with horror elements. I'm sure a lot of fans agree with me that there are moments in the anime that are genuinely horrific and terrifying, and not just in the end. The entire world of dungeon meshi is pretty damn scary and it's only because our main character is a joyful idiot that the manga has such an optimistic outlook despite the circumstances. The anime doesn't carry the horror many readers expereince through though, which is a little disappointing imo. Earlier I mentioned I believe horses in both realistic and fantastical setting have incredible capacity for horror and so I wanna take a second to share how I think Anne could have been scarier!

First off Kelpies aren't horses. They're mimicking creatures that disguise themselves as horses to lure you onto their back and into the waves, and so the best way to make a kelpie scary is to make them not-quite-a-horse. A horse, but slightly to the left. Anne has light blue eyes with no focus, I think that's pretty cool BUT what I'd really like is Anne to have normal horse eyes possibly with her pupils the wrong way.

Horses eyes have this horitonal still for a pupil, I think giving Anne pupils but verticle would be a subtle way of showing she's not really a horse while also nodding to her predatory nature, like a cats eye.

When horse watch you they usually move their whole head, and then they're calm you can usually only see the coloured part of their eyes. However when a horse is panicking the white of their eyes show and they look around frantically. I think giving Anne normal horse eyes (with a fucked up pupil) and then having her show the white of her eyes by tracking the part members with her eyes only would be really cool! This is NOT normal horse behaviour, but predatory animals do this to reduce movement and scaring their prey away. It would be a subtle "something isn't right here" way to make the audience uncomfortable.

Horses also can't open their mouth a ton. Don't get me wrong they can grab onto your arm or leg if the mood strikes them but they cant truely open their jaw much. They also can't pant. Honestly I didn't even think of the panting till I saw this gif by @rcrisdraws and now I can't stop thinking about it

Don't like that...

In conclusion I liked Anne, I liked a lot of her design and some of her animation was good (when she attacked Senshi was particularly nice). While I have some nitpick qualms with her proportions I think for a non-horse oriented show she's perfectly acceptable. I think she could have been truely terrifying if the animators wanted her to be, but that's wishful thinking on my part. If you've read all this way through my rambles then please take a moment to check out the artists I've mentioned, their work is stunning and they deserve love.

[filmbyjy]

BUSINESS PROPOSAL > fourty-five! she’s a fighter

synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

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WARNING: talking about death NOT ABOUT SUNGHOON. comforting sunghoon

WORD COUNT: 0.7K words

a/n: i just wanted to make this chapter a written one because it's better to explain than umm well using pictures. it took a little longer since i was procrastinating on writing this :'D oh and I closed the taglist bc series is going to end🥲

sunghoon was worried. when he got that text from jake, he couldn’t help but panic. nearly breaking the door as it swings open. it startled you and made you jump back in your seat.

“sunghoon?” you voiced out. the said man looks straight into your eyes and walks towards you.

you most definitely weren’t expecting him to just quite literally kiss you with such urgency. however, you knew this kiss felt so off. you pushed him away.

“sunghoon, what’s wrong?” you could see the way his eyes start to gloss. you stood up and hugged him. he hides his face at the crook of your neck. inhaling and trying to calm himself down. you rubbed his back softly.

“it’s okay to cry you know.”

sunghoon sniffles, tears falling and hitting your blouse. you cradled and mutter soft words to him. once sunghoon calms down, he lets go of you.

“thank you.”

“any time. also umm, if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.”

“no, I want to. it’s just- my grandmother…she’s sick and you know how much she’s done for me. she’s taken care of me ever since my parents died. I cant have her gone…”

you held his hand, “she’ll be fine, hoon. your grandmother is a fighter, she would never end her journey without a fight.”

“but what if she loses it…I don’t want her to bare the pain.”

“believe in her, hoon.” you looked straight into his eyes and he sighs.

“you’re right. i have to go check up on her in the hospital.”

“I’ll watch the place and continue with work.” you smiled at him. sunghoon shakes his head.

“it’s about time we come clean to my grandmother. she has to know about us and that you aren’t who she thinks you are.”

“hoon, i don’t want her condition to worsen. it’s best to tell her another time when she’s better.”

“no. I want her to know who I truly fell in love and not just miss chaewon. (name), I love you.”

you blushed. sunghoon blushes too.

“I didn’t mean to say that…I mean it’s only been the 2nd day since we started dating-”

you wrapped arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. sunghoon was worried but he realises he doesn't need to worry. not when you're with him.

“hey, (name)-” sunoo stops jake.

“let them have their moment.”

“well I need to get her to help with the paper work and sunghoon needs to see our grandmother.” jake huffs.

“well their love is equally important. plus we could blackmail them with this you know.” sunoo says. jake’s eyes lit up.

“kim sunoo, you are a fucking genius.” jake smirks.

well other than jake and sunoo devising a plan to possibly blackmail both you and sunghoon, the both of you went to meet his grandmother in the hospital. you were extremely nervous. sunghoon knocks on the door and grabs your hand. he could tell you were scared of the outcome of this meeting. hence, he chose to squeeze your hand to comfort you.

"my little hoonie." his grandmother smiles. she looked a little paler compared to the last meeting. her eyes met with yours, she smiles.

"(name)."

you were shocked, why was she not freaking out?

"grandmother, how do you know about (name)?"

"oh sunghoon, you think i don't know about your little scheme? i was like this with your grandfather you know."

"i'm sorry?" sunghoon says.

"it means i've done this before, sunghoon. i know what it's like to marry a man with an average background. i wouldn't want you to go through the same as i did when i was younger."

both you and sunghoon turned to look at each other.

"which means i approve of you two. i'm not going to stop you two from dating. besides, i've searched (name)'s background before. her dad owns a fried chicken place and that is good profit though it's not much money. it shows hard-work."

"grandmother!"

"what? i have to at least know a bit more than when i met her the last time as miss 'chaewon' you know." his grandmother pouts.

you couldn't speak, you were still in shock.

"anyways, care to help me crack these peanuts? i can't crack them since i'm pretty weak right now. my arthritis is starting up, guess i am really old."

you looked over at sunghoon and he shrugs. this really made everything simple. however, there was a chance that sunghoon might have to leave...you were sure of it.

if you had to face with that fact, then so be it. you were going to love sunghoon even if he was miles away.

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[kindnessisweakness2]

Delusional - Part 24

Jax's eyes widened in shock as he watched Delaney Grab the barrell of the gun. Lunging forward, taking Alex down to the floor as 3 shots of the gun fired, Jax screamed as he watched Delaney fly backwards. Smashing his fist into Alex face twice, Jax threw the gun away from him. He couldnt explain the relief he felt at the sound of the door flying open and the guys rushing in. Happy was the first to Jax's side. "Take this piece of shit to the warehouse. I want him alive Hap!" Jax barked orders he knew the Tacoma Killer would be glad to Obey. Juice, Tig and bobby followed behind Happy, there was no way that slimy fucker was running away now. Chibs and Gemma were all over Delaney. Jax stood next to Opie, gripping is hair in frustration as tears fell. "She grabbed the gun Ope. H-he said she had to choose. She grabbed the fucking gun!" Opie did his best to comfort his best friend. They'd grew up together, and he'd never seen Jax like this. Not even when Tara left. Jax always jumped to Anger first. Never let emotions get in the way. Fuck, he'd only seen him cry once and that was when he got the news his dad died. After that it was all fighting and drinking the pain away. "She's gonna be okay. She's a fighter. Shes survived the worst. It's gonna be alright man." And as Opie patted his best friends back, he hoped with everything he was right.

Chibs worked fast. Faster than he ever had. Cutting Jax's hoodie away, revealing the once white vest top underneath, he packed gauze into the open wound in her shoulder. "Its still in there. Im gonna have to pull the bullet out." He looked at Gemma as he spoke, unable to keep the worry from his face. He'd never had to work on an old lady before, let alone his VPS. "Shouldnt we get her to the hospital? Shes pregnant for god sakes!" Gemma questioned. Clay and Chibs shook their heads at the same time. "No. It raises too many questions. Shes been in and out of hospital too much recently. I can handle this Gem. Shes gonna be fine." Gemma shook her head, hoping what he was saying was true. Jax leaned over his girl, kissing her forehead. "Shes got a shoulder wound. The other two bullets missed her. Shes very lucky lad, but shes gonna have to rest after this. The doctor said no stress and i dont know what effect this would have had on the baby." Jax nodded at chibs, not being able to manage words. He stayed there, leaning over the love of his life as she lay unconscious on their living room floor. He begged whoever was up there, God, his Dad, Thomas, that both her and their baby would be okay. She didnt deserve this. She didnt deserve any of it. Him? He was far from perfect. Maybe this was Karma for everything he had done wrong in his life. The best thing that ever happened to him was going to be ripped away.

White hot pain. Thats what Delaney felt when she opened her eyes. "Fuck" She groaned as she tried to sit up, but a hand flew out to stop her moving. "Dont." Jax spoke softly as he sat on the side of their bed. "Alex.." He cut her off. "Happy has him up at the warehouse on the Wahiwah. He's not getting away this time, im gonna make sure of it." Delaney sighed, "I was so scared he was gonna hurt you." Jax cupped her face and kissed her gently. "I cant believe you grabbed the gun. You idiot! You couldve been killed, Our baby..." It was Delaneys turn to cut him off. "I wasnt going to let you get hurt because of me. Yes im an idiot, but your important Jax. Your needed." Tears fell from Jax's eyes as he kissed her again. "Your needed. I need you" Delaney wrapped her arms around him, hissing at the pain and trying to be gentle because of the stitches. "I love you Teller" Jax smiled at her . "I love you too you idiot." Gemma, Chibs and Clay made their way into the bedroom at that point. Each of them wanting to check on her and Chibs handing her much needed painkillers."Now we know your both okay. I have halfsack fixing the bullet holes in your living room and Happy's getting antsy. He needs to know what to do with the scumbag." Clay questioned Jax. "I want to see him." Delaney stated to the shock of everyone in the room. "It's my turn to get answers. Also i have a question, has anyone else noticed this fucker only re surfaces after Tara rears her ugly head and causes an argument?" She could see everyone thinking it over. "Think about it, both times hes come back and attacked me its been when Tara has managed to seperate me and Jax." Chibs and Gemma nodded. "The bitch has to be involved some how." Delaney stood from the bed, "We'll im gonna find out." Jax tried to stop her but it was no use.

Delaney was determined to find out Tara's involvement in all of this.

She wanted Answers and she didnt care who she was going to have to go through to get them.

[stevie-petey]

Can I just say I love how you write bug. In quite a few Steve Harrington fics, everything is always about the reader. Instead you made her selfless, I love that every situation doesn't revolve around her. Instead of needing to be saved constantly she'll risk everything for the people she loves and it's not just to set up a weird romantic tension scene where someone else has to risk their life to save her. Bug isn't reckless, she's smart and lovely. She just wants to help. I love how you write the other characters too. You don't change their personality to add to the plot, you write them in a very realistic sense. In so many fics other women characters are made the villain to cause issues or add angst, you write in a way where no one is the bad guy. It's just teens making mistakes and being put in tough and stressful situations. It's a very complex situation and they don't have the emotional intelligence yet to handle the situation. Yet they still work it out and try to be forgiving. Also how you wrote Billy's death, oh my God that was so amazing. The fact that Billy probably tried to find bug before the mindflayer fully took over. He truly believed bug could help him. After everything he did, she still offered her help, and he trusted her despite everything that had happened to him. You wrote that with such beauty and grace. Imagine part of bugs vecna nightmare thing is Billy calling out begging for help and no matter what she can't reach him.

this ask made me :')))) i LOVE U !!!! i love writing bug, i love her character and who i created. shes truly my baby, i adore her, and it always makes me so happy that other people adore her as well <3

you nailed everything perfectly btw. come home, at its core, really is just about being a kid and growing up. growing up is hard !!! we all make mistakes !!! all we can do is be kind to one another !!! this has been my over-reaching arc !!! its also made writing the other characters so fun for me. i get to study them, think of why steve fell so hard for nancy so fast, or why nancy carries such a weight in her to be perfect, or why jonathan cant communicate to anyone. its given me a deeper appreciation of the characters and i love em dearly.

and i was really proud of the billy and bug scene. it truly reflected both characters in a new light. bug, at her core, is selfless even if it hurts her in the end. billy, he was a scared young boy. he came into the world that way and he died that way and hurt people in the process. its a tragedy and i didnt want to frame it any way else.

[marunalu]

If Dad for One is canon I'm really interested to see how it's going to be pulled off, Inkos character bio said she's had to raise Izuku by herself for the most part, as it was stated her husband was working overseas. Izuku doesn't seem to care much about the man, not even thinking about him when he almost dies to Muscular. Leads me to believe that while All for One provided financially, he was very emotionally distant for most of Izukus life. Which will have an affect on Izuku reaction to the revelation if it happens. I like the theory in general, but we need to know three things: 1. Why did All for One decide to have a family? 2. How does he feel about his family now? 3. How does this family feel about him? I think if Hori comes up with a satisfying answer to all three of those things, then I'll be fine with canon Dad for One. We just need All for One to hop in a Kurogiri portal and go to UA so we can put all of this to rest.

An other old ask (45 more to go 😭😭😭)

I will focus on the 3 points you made what I think is the case.

1. I dont think he "decided" to have a family. I think it "just happend". I think his original plan was to use and manipulate inko for his own plans (could be for a possible quirk marriage or the inko shimura theory). If for example its the inko shimura theory I believe he wanted to use her against all might to break his spirit, so he would be able to steal ofa. In other words what he later uses tomura for. But things between him and inko changed. I cant for 100% say he fell in love with her, but I think he does care for her deeply enough for him to throw his original plans with her away. I think after a while he realized that he liked the thought of having a family again and was enjoying this kind of peacefull live and have a place called home he could return to.

2. He loves them. Im pretty sure of that. He stays away to protect them, but still helps inko financielly since she has no job and is a stay at home mom. I dont think its an healthy love he feels for them though. We see with yoichi how toxic afos love can be. I think he sees inko and izuku both as something that belongs to him (similar how anakin/vader saw padme and later luke as something that belongs to him instead of seeing them as their own individuals with feelings).

3. I dont think that either inko or izuku have specific feelings for hisashi right now, because I believe that he used a memory manipulation quirk or something similar on them to make them forget him till he pulls the effect of the quirk from them (garaki can manipulate memorys like he did with little tomura). And thats the reason why izuku NEVER not even in moments when he is close to death (only about his mother and all might) thinks of his father. Not even ONCE! Its like as if hisashi was completly wiped from his mind and since inko never mentions him too I guess its similar with her.

[whosthere54]

This is just going to be incoherent screaming about the CMVs but I tried to organize it at least a little <3

MISERY FELL -

“This town without love to much faith in above”

They believed so much in the gods and then the gods hurt them in so many ways- they had too much faith in them and then they made a deal with Enderian.

“All the stars in the sky just enjoying their time, with a hope for peace.”

Idk I think it’s just neat.

ENEMY -

Fable - “look out for yourself” and I now think that that’s more him watching over Icarus than anything else but that’s just me-

BROTHER -

The parallels in the brother CMV of when Rae reached out to Icarus to help them up, vs when Icarus reached to help Rae.

TURN THE LIGHTS OFF -

“Don’t you like it, I know I do. How about you, what do we know.”

Quixis being on “All good devils masquerade under the light” could have two meanings but I believe it’s them talking about fable.

STARMAN -

The way the first time Icarus is met with Haley’s grave they run, they don’t want to believe it. So they can’t. The next time they find it they stop a moment at the headstone, taking the flowers in their hands and sinking down to sit next to the grave. A moment of remembrance, and a sign of their acceptance. AND IN THE END WITH HALEY WATCHING OVER ICARUS AS THEY WORK, WITH A HAND ON THEIR SHOULDER I-

GOLD -

Quixis being on the “I’m dying to feel again” AND THEN TUNRNING AROUND AND WE SEE THAG THEY ARE PHYSICALLY DECAYING (atleast how I describe it I guess) THEY EYES AND THEIR FINGERS-

Also specifically that it’s gold and then there’s auras and the gold eye and fable isn’t gold anymore and I simply think about it but I don’t have a coherent thought yet-

CANT STAND THE RAIN -

“Love, no such thing as love.” At the beginning DOES MATCH UP TO ICARUS PACING I WAS RIGHT and also “all love letters fade away in the rain”

Then it’s on “All lovers remain”

“around until the rain” is Centross. Which I- they’re best friends you’re honor

It’s always Icarus shown on “No such thing as love” and also I want to point out that in the order they are always last and I think that’s neat.

“No one left for me to straighten up the place for. Nothing left to do, but cry.” They completely believe they are alone, they wrote the book at this point l. The one that just repeated YOU ARE ALONE a few times on the second page. Just no one left for me to straighten up the place for - they don’t even try to say anything about the “Whack” in the prison, I don’t remember how much they even wrote down. I think they had given up on it at that point.

Also it stays until after “no such thing as love” They loved Momboo, they did, and at this point they had been convinced that she didn’t love them anymore. She chose everyone else over them, and Rae was the one that got her involved. Icarus needed people to blame, and Momboo ended up being one of them. Love didn’t exist in their corrupted mind, nobody could love them as they were.

THE ONCE A FAILURE SCENE AHHG/VVVPOS

They don’t believe in their friendship they had with Centross at this point. They know what he thinks of them, yet they still went to him throughout their corruption. Some piece of them still trusted him, and still tried to seek out his approval or validation. This could have just been because he could speak with Enderian, but I’d like to think it was because in their mind he was still once their best friend.

Also the little Icarus scene on “drip drop drive me insane” is one of my favorites. I really couldn’t tell you why.

GAHG THE REAVER SCENE I COULDN’T TELL YOU THE WAY I SCREAMED WHEN I FIRST WATCHED IT-

Centross putting the TNT in the tree at

“No such thing as love” now is so very cool

_-_-_

I love how watching over these and especially the season trailers there were so many lyrics lined up with specific characters that all make sense now I went feral a little bit-

ALSO I CANT FIGURE OUT WHAT SPECIFICALLY I WAS THINKING OF BEFORE AND ITS ANNOYING ME BUT HERE YOU GO-

[jefarawol]

“I sent them all away like you asked.” Artoirel closed the door with a soft click. “Master Alphinaud wasn't too happy. He's very concerned for you.” Jefara said nothing, sitting in front of the fire as Artoirel crossed the room. “Do you want a drink?” He tried again. “I snuck this out of fathers office.” “I didn't take you as one for stealing tesó.” She said dryly her eyes still fixed on the flickering flames. “It’ll be our secret.” He placed two glasses on the table and began to pout generous servings. “I’d often take a sneaky dram when the pressures of my mother were too much. She never let me touch the stuff really.” He passed her a glass which she took, finally looking over to him. “She said it did horrible things to a man. One of the many digs she had against father’s indiscretion.” “She never forgave him huh?“ “Never.” He sat in the vacant chair, pausing for a moment. “What shall we drink too?” “Hmm…” She nursed the glass in his hand. “Misery and heartache comes to mind.” She looked at the amber liquid in the glass. “Something we both know well.” She began to raise the glass.

“Ahh…” Artoirel looked away, heat creeping into his cheeks “Hmm?” She looked up at him reading his reaction and she raised her eyebrows at him. “Did something happen?” “I- I er…” Artoirel stuttered slightly. “I slept with Stephanivien.” His last words tumbled out low and packed together. “What!?” She stared at him shocked. “When?!” “A few nights ago?” He turned to meet her gaze, cheeks still red. “We er- were working late on the finishing touches for the relief. I’d been going to oversee things for Lord Aymeric…” “Uh-huh..” She smirked slightly. “‘Oversee things’”

“What?” Artoirel looked at her. “I saw you both one day,” He gasped sharply. “I was going to go to the range,” she continued. “But he was looking at you so intently, I didn’t dare disturb you.” “Fury have mercy…” Artoirel tried to hide his embarrassment behind his hand. “Tell me..” She added softly, “Does he love you?” “He didn't say…” His voice was muffled behind his hand. He lowered it before he spoke again.  “But he does want to see me again.” He smiled lightly. “I saw him earlier, while you still slept. We agreed to not repeat the er…” “Sex?” She supplied when his voice faltered. “Yes that…” his face flushed the deepest red he had ever seen. “Until this is all over…” “I'm glad tesó.” She took a swig of her drink. “One of us should be happy.” Artoirel took a long drink of his own. He looked down at her, as her face fell into sadness. He knew instantly where her thoughts had turned. He drained his glass before he spoke again.

“It cant have been easy, seeing Ser Estinien like that.” He began slowly, watching her for any signs that she did not wish to continue. “I can't imagine what you're feeling right now.” “Nothing…” Her voice sounded hollow. “I feel nothing.” He watched her take another drink, finishing off her own, he refilled both of them instantly. “I don't understand?” He set the bottle down. “Nidhogg…” She struggled for a moment to find her words. “He used us…” She swallowed more of the fiery liquid. “Nothing we felt…” She mustered on. “It wasn't real Art!” She looked at him, face frozen in horror as her words tumbled out. “He used us.” Tears began forming in her eyes. “He twisted my own feelings for Aymeric and threw me at Estinien.” “What are you saying?” Artoirel could hardly believe what he was hearing. “There's nothing.” She tried again, “There’s no love.” Her voice broke as the first tear fell down her cheek. “I don't even know if we even have friendship.” She put her glass to the ground as she desperately tried to stem her tears. “He hated me before Nidhogg shared his power. What if he hates me now?” “You don't love him?” Artoirel put his own glass on the table, realization sinking in slowly.

“I never did tesó, that's the point.” she cried. “Nidhogg made us feel those things.” He dropped to the floor as her tears became sobs, Pulling her into a tight embrace and let her cry into his shoulder. “He said it was a distraction,” she clung on to his arm, “And that if I had gone to him when he called we could have died in ignorance.” He stroked her hair softly, his heart breaking more with each shuddering breath she took in. “He's coming for us, Art.” She pulled herself back to look at him. “All of us.”  “He said when we next meet he’ll kill Aymeric,” her voice was barely audible above the crackle of the fire. “He’s going to burn the city and kill me and everyone I love.” “Jara,” He stroked her cheek soothingly. “We know this fight is coming. We will be ready for him.” “But what if it's not enough?” “He obviously thought you were a threat from the start otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the lengths he did to halt you.” He said firmly. “What do you mean?” She looked at him confused.

“Why would he go through all that to create such a union between you?” He asked. “Unless he was threatened?” She sucked in a breath. She hadn’t had time to consider the reason. “He knew that you would end him. Even now, he knows there's a chance you will best him.” “By hurting you both he's making you doubt your strength! But he's wrong.” He leant his forehead against hers. “You are stronger now than you were when you first came here. And you won't be alone, not this time. You have more allies at your back ready to do what has to be done.” He smiled at her softly.  “Even I would put down my life to see you succeed.” “Don’t say that Art!” She pulled back. “I couldn't bear it if I lost you too!”

“Well then,” He continued. “We will just have to succeed.” He brushed the tears from her face with his thumb. “Thank you tesó.” She said after her breathing calmed. “I don't know what I would do without you.” “You are my sister,” he pulled her close again. “Anything I can do, I will do it.” “There is one thing I must ask.”  “Anything.” “Don't tell Aymeric.” She begged. “Please, it won’t do him any good to know the truth right now.” “If you're sure?” “Until Nidhogg is stopped, I can't think of anything but the mission.” She nodded. “Telling Aymeric will complicate things and I don't want him to have that guilt hanging over him.” “I promise.” He placed a soft kiss on her forehead. He understood, telling Aymeric would only cloud his judgment further. The Lord Commander already had his resolve, she would need to find her own now, and if this would help he would gladly keep the secret for her. 

“Not a word...”