#and idk manage your expectations i guess bc i went in with expectations that were basically impossible to fulfill

[coquelicoq]

I just want you to know that I so deeply cherish all your untamed and murderbot (and raksura) thoughts that I started reading ORV just so I can get MORE of your fandom thoughts. I wanna be able to understand your new posts!!

this is so sweet 😭 thank you i'm flattered!! there are some really fabulous posts in this fandom, so i'm excited for you to experience them! my own posts are fairly shallow because i haven't done a reread and the story is so long i already can't remember most of it haha, but the fandom seems pretty active on here so it's gonna be a while before i run out of other people's fanart and meta to reblog. standard disclaimer that you read orv at your own risk and i will not be held responsible for any feelings you may or may not experience in the course thereof. godspeed <3

[icallhimjoey]

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♥ ♥  Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: What good are flatmates even, if they don't comfort you when you need it most? Or when you need it a normal amount? Or, you know, when you don't really need it, but just really want it?

CW / disclaimer: rpf, fem!reader, afab!reader, hurt/comfort i guess? idk we're sad a lot and joe cheers us up a lot, mentions of reader having hair long enough to be played with

Author’s note: are you ready for us to sleep with joe? but, like, actual sleep? the literal kind? bc that's all this chapter is. just, snoozing. enjoy!

Wordcount: 4K

part one - part two - part three - part four - part five

Joe let the door fall into its lock behind him and stood still for a second, ears perked, listening carefully.

The flat was quiet.

He was alone.

Good. So maybe he could call one of his friends to see if they wanted to join him for a run. Joe had two friends who he went running with, sometimes. You never understood it. When you run, you can’t talk? So why do that together? What was the point?

Competition was the point, was always Joe’s answer.

But if he was honest, he just felt a little less lonely if he had a buddy by his side. Felt a little less like a stupid loser who didn’t have any friends to work out with. Was just nicer if he could run alongside someone else. Share airpods. Listen to the same playlist.

Joe was already scrolling through his contacts when something stopped him in his tracks and made him jump out of his skin. Knocked the air right out of him.

He wasn’t alone.

It was silly how the lump in his bed made him gasp for air, how it shot his heart right up into his throat, the adrenaline immediately pumping.

Just as quick as he’d been to step into his bedroom, he stepped back out of it within a second.

Joe had to catch his breath in the hallway, as much out of earshot as he could be, because what the fuck? Nothing had really scared him like that in a long time.

He knew it was just you in there. There was literally no reason for the sight of you sneaking a nap in his bed to scare him like that.

Joe just hadn’t expected it, is why.

“Why would she–”

He pressed his fingers into an eye as he silently scolded you, and then, himself.

“Idiot.”

Sighing deeply, he closed out of his contact list and tapped the side of his locked phone against his chin as he considered his next move.

He could wake you up and tell you off for scaring him the way you’d done. Then still go for that run.

Or, what he also could do, was crawl into bed with you and have a little cosy nap together.

Taking a small step forward to peek around his doorframe, Joe saw how you peacefully dozed through his short-lived panic. He couldn’t see your face from where he was stood, just a body underneath his duvet and your hair fanned over one of his pillows.

Hmm.

Work out?

Or take a nap?

Sports?

Or sleep?

Be moving outside?

Or be still inside?

Joe almost laughed at how even before his mental dialogue asked him those questions, he’d already decided.

He took his shoes off and tiptoed into his bedroom, trying to be quiet as he undid his belt and slipped out of his jeans.

When he was stood next to his bed, your face was clearly visible. All soft with sleep, lips slightly parted, cheeks and nose noticeably rosy, eyes a little puffy.

Joe thought they were all signs you’d been asleep for quite a while already.

Either that, or perhaps you’d been crying earlier.

The second that thought crossed his mind, something beautifully painful hurt him somewhere deep inside of his chest.

If you’d cried, that made sense. Joe had found you in his bed a couple of times before, and even though you always had a different excuse, it was kind of obvious that you only ever snuck over into his room when you felt extremely sad.

It was awful that you sometimes managed to let your mood slip down so low.

But it was sort of gut-wrechingly heart-warming that being in between Joe’s sheets had become a remedy for it.

In just his socks, underwear and T-shirt, Joe slipped into his bed and sighed contently at the warmth he found there.

You, on the other hand, roused awake a little at the cold Joe brought in.

“Shh, shh,” Joe was shushing you before you’d even made any noise, and grabbed hold of your arm in apology, even though that did the opposite. Only made it worse, his cold fingers almost making you flinch.

“Go back to sleep.”

You’d not even properly woken up, and consciously you didn’t register those words, but you relaxed as Joe cosied up, limbs not intertwining, but Joe moved in close enough to touch, consuming as much of your body heat as he could. Ducking his face down underneath the covers a little more than yours was, even if just to make sure you weren’t nose to nose, because you were asleep, and what if you weren’t on the same page?

You were on the same page, though.

Joe knew you were.

It was just that you usually took the lead in setting the norm, and he liked it that way. It was why Joe never ended up in your bed with you. Why it was always you in Joe’s bed with him.

But the thought of you pulling away from him as you’d wake up to his face too close to yours hurt his feelings more than keeping a little distance there, just in case.

Although, he might just be overthinking things, because, remember the first time he found you in his bed?

Joe remembered.

Vividly at that.

Because before that moment, your nose had never been buried into his neck for so long.

That night he’d gone for drinks with a girl and had bought her enough drinks that she’d agreed to come back with him when he offered to make her a coffee over at his place.

An Italian coffee. He could make her one of those, if she was interested, he’d shrugged all casual.

She had given a knowing smile and asked him, “Yea? You make good coffee?” and Joe said he’d not gotten any complaints before, and it had been so stupidly obvious that they weren’t talking about coffee at all.

Upon entering the flat, and gentlemanly letting her go inside first, he told his date to be a little quiet in case his flatmate was asleep already.

But then he saw that your bedroom door was open, and he said, “Oh, never mind. I don’t think she’s in, actually,” as he went to open the door to his own bedroom.

He’d turned the light on, and then, immediately slapped the switch to turn it back off before quickly but quietly closing the door again.

Hmm.

Now what?

Couldn’t exactly take a girl into a bed that already had a girl in it, could he?

With the door handle still in his hand, he turned to look at his date, who seemed a little confused, but hadn’t seen what Joe had seen.

“Um,” Joe said, shaking his head a little in a bid to get rid of the disappointment of the change in plans. To shake off the awkwardness of what he was about to ask.

“So. Milk and sugar?”

He ended up making her an actual coffee.

Kind of had no other choice.

An Italian one, too.

And then helped her get an Uber right after.

When she’d gone, he’d hunched over his bed and gently woke you up. A little shake of your shoulder and some soft whispers of your name. When you opened your eyes and squinted up at him, he couldn’t help his spreading smile.

“Hey, you’re in the wrong bed I think...”

You’d hummed at him and closed your eyes again as you curled the covers into your chest tightly. It squeezed a soft giggle out of Joe.

“What are you doing in my bed?”

“Hmm, ‘t was cold.”

“Cold?”

You rolled over, turning your back towards him, and Joe knew he was never going to get you out of there. You’d fully settled in for the night hours before he’d even gotten home.

Not that he minded.

It was just new, then.

“Left my window open and forgot.”

“Okay.” Joe easily accepted the excuse, despite not believing it at all.

But he could just sleep next to you.

Not a problem.

You slept on the sofa lots, all close together. This really shouldn’t be any different, should it?

But when Joe climbed into bed after a date night where he fully planned on having sex and then didn’t actually get any, followed by you sleepily nuzzling into his neck and hugging him close, Joe realised cuddling up with you, in his bed, underneath his covers, absolutely was different.

Good different, though.

Good different.

When you’d woken up early the next morning, it took you a second to know where you were. You’d never woken up in this part of your flat before. When you remembered where you were, whose arm was draped across your frame, whose fingers were tangled up in your hair, and the reason you’d given Joe for being there, you felt you probably overstayed your welcome and carefully got up and out. Took heavy footsteps across the hall and then snoozed in your own bed for a bit before you decided you were ready to start the day.

You’d found Joe eating a late breakfast in the kitchen and opened the fridge to find some of your own.

You’d casually asked Joe how his date had gone, and Joe smiled into his bowl of granola before he answered, “Yea, fine. Was good. She was nice.”

He didn’t tell you about the coffee. Didn’t tell you about how you unknowingly cock-blocked him in a way he’d never been cock-blocked before.

And you didn’t talk about how you slept in a bed together for the first time that night.

Just became one of those things that happened, sometimes.

Another unspoken flatmate thing.

One that you didn’t talk about with each other, let alone anyone else.

It didn’t happen often, but it happened enough that Joe had been able to puzzle together some things.

He could count the occasions on his hands though still.

And he thought he could only vividly remember every single detail of just that first time he had you in his bed. But if he took a second, he’d understand that, actually, he could recall all details of all the times you slept with your face pressed into his pillow.

Like that one time when he had woken up in the middle of the night, confused at why he wasn’t able to turn over.

You’d curled up next to him, in the middle of the bed, over the covers, like a dog. Essentially trapping him tightly underneath his own covers.

He wondered how long you’d been there already. If you’d fallen asleep in your own bed first before you’d scurried across the hall to climb onto his. Or if you maybe had been stirring, unable to fall asleep, and had just come over to try your hand at it over there.

Either way, it was no use having you over the covers.

Joe sleepily petted you on the side until you raised your head to look up at him and saw how he was trying to push down the covers next to him.

You’d silently moved into bed with him then and when the rustling of duvet stopped, Joe whispered, “Everything ok?” and you’d softly hummed before you answered, “Weird dream.”

And he’d tried imagining what kind of dream could possibly be bad enough for you to not be able to go back to sleep in your own bed by yourself. He could only conclude that it had probably been something scary.

“You’re safe,” Joe’d reassured and pulled you closer by your waist. “We’re safe.”

But you’d already drifted back off.

It was easy to sleep next to Joe. He was soft and gentle and warm and comfortable and, somehow never awkward or too close.

That is, if there even was a ‘too close’ with the two of you.

There probably wasn’t.

And it wasn’t like you only ever found your way into Joe’s bed when he wasn’t there or awake to witness it.

Joe remembered the time when he’d gotten back from a day of shooting late in the afternoon. Short set day. He’d gone for a shower and then got half-dressed before his eye fell on a large envelope he’d left on his dresser. He was meant to finish reading that script yesterday, but he hadn’t even gotten around to opening the envelope.

Cut to about half an hour later, sat on his bed in just his pants, socks and a T-shirt still, Joe was reading from white pages and doing his best to visualise the scenes in his mind when he heard the door open.

There was a lot of careless movement, sounds of shoes falling to the doormat, a bag being thrown into the corner, a coat missing the hook and dropping to the floor and a lot of annoyed huffing and puffing.

You’d walked past his room first, but then it registered that you caught him in the corner of your eye, and so you went back.

Face planted yourself right onto his bed.

Joe didn’t acknowledge you at first, eyes firm on the page he was reading. But then he heard you inhale deeply and it sounded a little like you were trying to keep yourself from bursting into tears.

He’d moved a hand over. Got one of your calves and squeezed it, then rubbed it and dug in his fingers a little, moving like he was giving a weird massage over your tights. Kept reading, though.

You didn’t tell Joe if anything was wrong. Why you’d come home from work in a sour mood, why you had tears of frustration and fatigue pricking behind your eyes. Just plonked yourself onto his bed and enjoyed his quiet company until you dozed off into a light sleep.

Joe eventually finished whatever he was reading and the sudden sounds of movement in your proximity were enough to pull you from your short nap. He then suggested you’d have dinner together.

“Sure, what do you feel like having?”

“Pizza?” Joe looked over his shoulder, eyebrows raised in question.

You knew he was asking if pizza was needed tonight. If it was necessary.

But you’d smiled and said, “Maybe not.” reasoning that you’d probably eaten too much pizza over the past month, and Joe was glad, because this meant you felt better, the little snooze having somehow fixed whatever had been wrong when you’d walked in.

Staring at your now, faces close but not directly opposite one another, Joe could see that your eyes really were a little puffy and, yea, he was right, wasn’t he?

You’d been crying and then you got ready for bed and then, to make yourself feel better, had gotten into his bed instead of your own.

Fucking hell.

Joe felt a surge of guilt when he thought about how much he loved that. He shouldn’t love you more when you felt bad. Sad. Down and all miserable.

But how could he not if it made you end up all snuggled up in bed together?

He knew you never talked to each other about these things, but if you did, if you were the type of sensible people to use your words to work things out, rather than physical touch and closeness, he’d whisper all sorts of questions into your skin.

He’d ask if you were all right. If you’d been crying. If there was anyone who he needed to hurt, which he knew would make you laugh, because no way he was going to go out and fight someone. He’d ask if you wanted to talk about it, because he’d listen. If there was anything else he could do to make you feel better.

But you didn’t talk.

You weren’t sensible people who used their words.

So Joe didn’t whisper any questions into anything, but just let his forehead rest against your collarbone as he tried to fall asleep too. It took a little while, but the focus on your breathing ended up grabbing hold of him by the ankles and pulling him under eventually.

Just like it always did when you dozed off on the sofa together.

Just like it did that one time when he was meant to get up early, but, you were there, all toasty warm and silky soft in between his sheets. It was his own fault you were there. He maybe shouldn’t have offered his bed to you if he had been serious about waking up early.

It was just that, the night before, he’d heard you have a long phone conversation in your bedroom. All serious. No laughter. Took ages, and it was sort of late already. When you’d finally gotten off the phone, Joe found you sat on the edge of the bed in your pajamas, face stuck in your phone, and it looked like you were texting someone. He was about to ask if you’d seen the charger to his laptop, but then he heard you sniffle and saw you wipe a cheek with back of your hand.

He had no idea who you’d been speaking to.

Or who you were texting now.

You didn’t acknowledge him when he walked into your room, eyes on your phone screen still, and for a second Joe thought maybe his legs should carry him the other way. Away from you, out of your room to give you some space.

But then before he really knew what he was doing, he was stood next to you, sort of cradling your head in his arms. Hugging your skull. He took care to look away from your phone screen as to not invade your privacy.

When you finally put your phone down, you dipped your chin underneath one of his arms and kissed the bit of skin that was there as a thank you.

“Come on,” he then said, letting go of your head and walking towards the door.

He switched the light off just before stepping out into the hallway.

When you didn’t immediately come after him, he called, “This way!” over his shoulder, and then grinned to himself when he heard you softly mumble, “Yea, just a sec,” followed by something about needing to brush your teeth first.

When you walked into Joe’s bedroom shortly after, he was already in bed, laid down on his stomach on the left side of the bed.

That wasn’t where Joe usually slept.

That was were you slept whenever you were in that bed.

In an attempt to be funny, to lift the mood a little, you ignored the empty spot in Joe’s bed and instead flung the covers back on the left side and climbed right onto him.

You laid down on top of your flatmate, and swung the covers back as best you could.

You felt him shake with silent laughter which made you giggle. You whispered, “Good night.” and waited for Joe to roll over or to shake, to make you slide off of him, but that moment never came.

You fell asleep smiling, because it was hilarious that Joe was going to let you drift off in that position, with your head in the dip of his neck and your hips over his bum.

In the night, your asleep-self managed to find the empty spot and continued your slumber on the mattress, like a normal person.

But the morning brought revenge.

You usually woke up before Joe did, but Joe was meant to wake up early, remember? His alarm woke him up, shooting awake with a jolt, immediately fumbling with his phone to turn it off. It took him a second to even remember why he’d set the alarm in the first place.

He felt you stir right next to him and remembered how he’d fallen asleep the night before.

If you were to ever bring it up, which he knew you’d never do, he’d tell you it was the most uncomfortable sleep he’d ever had.

They’d be lies.

He loved being pressed into the mattress by your weight a little. Loved the feeling of your entire body on top of his like that.

He’d never tell you.

He’d hold on to the fib that you’d been a great inconvenience, and now, it was time for payback.

Joe’s alarm had pulled you out of your dream a little, but then you fully woke up when Joe suddenly rolled right onto your back.

All of him.

Right on top of you.

His face pressed into one of your shoulder blades, and the air audibly escaped from your lungs as you tried to sleepily protest.

“Oh my God,” you groaned, voice all constrained. “My arm, wait, my– ow, Joe,”

Your arm was caught underneath your stomach, sort of weirdly twisted, and just for a second, Joe pressed his elbows into the mattress on each side of you to lift is weight off.

You readjusted, and Joe asked, “Got it?” and you easily accepted your fate, knowing that the moment you confirmed, he would let himself drop again.

And that’s exactly what happened.

You sighed, eyes still close, breathed “Yea,” as you snuck said arm underneath your pillow and felt Joe carelessly crash into you again.

Without your arm hurting you, it wasn’t so bad, and you felt Joe nuzzle against the bare skin of your upper back. You fully relaxed as you felt him swipe some hair aside that he then gently played with for a moment.

It had been the steady rise and fall of your breathing that had Joe snoozing in no time. Admittedly, the mattress right next to you was more comfortable to sleep on, Joe wasn’t going to lie. But sleeping with his face pressed into your warm morning skin brought a different kind of comfort. He knew that the strap of your top was going to end up marking his cheek, but he didn’t care.

This was nice.

It was one of those feelings he rarely ever got to experience not being in a serious relationship with anyone.

He got certain desires met. If he was honest, that had become almost a little too easy. But it would just be that. Just the sex. He never cuddled, never snuggled with any of those girls. He’d be out of his mind to pull a stunt like rolling on top of one of them to snooze until he actually wanted to get out of bed.

He only got to do that with you. And so he did, the early morning plans he had then no longer important enough. Because he had you in his bed, all relaxed, with soft skin and steady breathing that worked like fucking magic.

Just like it was doing now.

And it sort of shouldn’t.

It wasn’t meant to all be so easy.

Joe’d found you in his bed, and he was actually meant to go for a run and then take a quick shower and then have dinner, maybe even see if anyone was up for a drink at the pub.

But he’d done none of those things.

And now here he was.

Falling asleep as he listened to your slow breathing, happy that it wasn’t hitching in your throat. He didn’t like how it sometimes did that when you had been crying.

That run could wait.

The shower after could wait.

Dinner could wait.

For now it was just warmth underneath his covers and your bodies pressed together. Later, you wouldn’t talk about it. And if Joe was lucky, you’d not take so long to be sad again.

Awful thought, he knew.

But he couldn’t help it.

Joe loved it when you felt bad, but only so he could be there to make it better.

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[aphrodite1288]

Idk if you still perceived them as a toxic relationship, I'm the one who thinks that the most healthy thing in a relationship is communication so I really doubt ksoo get enlisted bc he wants to and not telling anyone about it, I mean exo is a thing, his relationship with jongin is other, maybe he didn't tell the other members but Ji is something else in his life plus his dad just died almost a year ago. I kinda understand your point and your theory about ji's depression cus his disease is a fact told by him, but speculate everything is all about ksoo fault its fck toxic. Depression is not something you experienced from one day to another and can be caused by so many accumulated reasons that took years and years to understand and ksoo must know that tho do u think he's that cruel and go to the army without a reason knowing Ji could be really sad about it? Kai must know that before anyone else so he could have time for processing and plans to do tgt but is normal still be fck sad after ksoo left and having therapy is a completely smart thing to do, that doesn't mean they had a huge fight

First of all, all what I said is not my perception, not my opinion, it's what I've been told from everyone: from K-EXOL, to our sources to the insiders who know SM staff or worked in SM and from Exo themselves told about this issue. And guess what? They know better than you. They're closer to him than you would ever be.

Sorry if it can't fit your narratives and feed up your fantasies.

Kadi just like any other couple aren't perfect they have their ups and downs and they certainly have their own flaws. Calling a relationship toxic just by one argument is wrong of you. This is not wonderland I think you should go seek medical help if you think like this.

You're the one calling them Toxic for not having a communication not me!

Ask your parents, I don't think they've never fought in a relationship of 2 decades at least.

I don't know if I'm allowed to share this info, but fuck it, I hate when dumb people who think they know their faves start calling us liars.

Kadi in 2022 in March exactly, they were on a massive fight and had a break again and they even went to Couple Counseling and the old Fans of this Tumblr from the Instagram group know this already. I've seen kadi's name on their Couple Counselor's Chart with their names and IDs, it was a bad thing from that Counselling company as they sold the Info to Sasaengs easily, K-ExoL, when they saw Ji and Ksoo going there frequently alone separately were curious why were they attending couple counseling sessions? Do they have issues with each other or with someone else they know ? And hence they followed them dug into the subject and discovered this and unfortunately the info was leaked. Remember when Ksoo went to Hawaii alone? Well it was during that period of time they were on a break.

Couples fight dear. It's normal ! And most of the couple fights occur because of LACK OF COMMUNICATION.

So yeah ! Expecting a couple in a relationship of 14 years won't have any miscommunication or a fight is so dumb of you. We don't live in Wonderland ! This is life! Have you ever been in a relationship have you watched BLs and Couples movies haven't you seen couples hurting each other and crying and breaking up despite being in love??

, t

So same for Kadi, they can hurt each other, misunderstand each other, Do things to each other, TAKE DECISIONS WITHOUT DISCUSSING IT WITH E/O! Take decisions in a moment of anger ! It's normal it happens and this is what Ksoo did and unfortunately it's true and it was a no-going-back issue becos that's with the government it's military application. He himself regretted it later because he missed many good Movie offers and opportunities at that time, even his managers and SM's production team told him he messed up he acted in a moment of anger at that time, and going on hiatus due to military in the Epitome of his career is a very bad move and he was told that by Veterans and his friends in the industry and he admitted it to movie producers and Management teams in SM, and.it was a famous discussed subject. No idol wants to go on military hiatus when they're on the epitome of their career, but instead until they settle things down first then they go. Because Many idols and actors get a little forgotten and may lose their popularity after military due to the hiatus and some DON'T! which is why you see Baekhyun and all idols always anxious telling their fans "Please don't forget us! Promise you'll be here when I'm back! It won't take a longtime! I'll be back before you know it!" " think of me all the time when I'm absent" and Baekhyun was smart enough and was the very first idol to have filmed Content for his fans to be outed every month it was so smart fans didn't even get to forget him.

So moral of the story: Kadi aren't perfect. And you should know Honey that YOU DON'T KNOW KSOO !! The idea you have on him is not 100% what he really is like! Y'all tend to glorify and shape idols in a perfect mold and put them on a pedestal as Sacred people who don't sin or Do wrong. Honey 😂 your Ksoo Oops isn't a Saint! He makes mistakes!! Remember you're just a fan! You don't know him personally to keep saying he can't do such things and that it's not his character 🤣 blah blah blah who are you? His mother?

Listen I'm just really tired of explaining everything to dumb people here. I don't care anymore, I say the info I have which I didn't create myself, I just report what I've been told and confirmed with Evidence, believe what you want if you don't wanna believe, leave it and leave.

Don't come up here and force your opinion on me, because we're not here discussing opinions, I'm giving you an info most of the time "A FACT" means something that actually happened and was proven to me, so I'm not here discussing it with you wether it happened or not and what you think about it, I don't care what you think , the thing happened years ago and that's on Period. I'm not gonna go back in time to discuss with you how it should have happened.

[definitelynotshouting]

(Hunger au) I'm going into ecology and it's fascinating looking at your au's ecosystem, especially since this doesn't necessarily seem driven by natural selection and instead by just. The universe creating what it needs, with a purpose in mind. That's so different from our world that it's fascinating to think about the implications. Rather than existing to take advantage of and respond to resources and selective pressures, theyre basically creating said resources/pressures. The watchers are having to manually adapt to survive after a bottleneck effect, which to be fair even if there was natural selection they'd probably have to cuz adaptation takes a looong time in species with long reproductive cycles. Do they have a genome? Or are they just being arbiters of mutation themselves (by that i mean theres no genome so theyre changing their species themselves since theres nothing to mutate)? Do offspring inherit traits? What does this mean for natural selection (cuz like. If they survive differently depending on how their traits match up to the environment and selective pressures there is)? With the seekers gone are expected to have a population rebound barring any other selective pressures/fitness independent factors on their population? Their reproductive strategy seemingly aligns with the low pressure they're facing... I read a paper to understand this and it's really cool:

(From https://www.nature.com/articles/s41598-019-42562-7)

They seem to be an r-selected species and invest a lot in their offspring, but they just naturally have low infant survival rates. This is the sort of species that does not do well in the long run so that adds urgency to their efforts to edit themselves.

All this to say that I'm rotating the concept of an ecological system that has one of ecology's core tenants (evolution) heavily altered/removed. Tis fascinating.

between you and chem anon im going to have a heart attack over sciency people looking at my silly au /lh

I really did want to go like vastly different from how our world works since this is such a video game setting-- it was really fun to noodle about what a universe made out of code instead of DNA would look like!!! and having the universe be quasi-sentient, affected by a form of evolution itself as well (thank you julien gough for the universe evolution theory that i have wholeheartedly adopted into my worldview).... idk its led to some very interesting worldbuilding for sure 😂😂😂

Watchers-- or any entity in this universe, actually-- dont really have a genome like we'd understand it. Instead, theyre made up of code and code blocks, which i guess would sorta mimic that to a certain degree, but its more tipped in favour of computer programming than biology. The whole au sorta just wholesale marries the two together, along with physics and chemistry (i am currently percolating on how crafting works in this au rn and my current idea involves the concept of the crafting table acting somewhat like a catalyst, which. okay dont take that as gospel yet i havent fully cooked on that one) etc etc etc.

But the Watchers did intentionally change their coding to help defend against the Seekers when they were being hunted into extinction!!! Watchers already had a natural affinity for deep coding, so while it took a lot of effort and caused a lot of damage to themselves, they managed to rapidly change their code structure (aka this universe's version of genetic makeup) to get better at, well. Watching. Seeing the Seekers coming far enough in advance to run before they got there became their primary defense against getting voraciously hunted, and by the end of it the Seekers starved out and went extinct bc they'd gotten so adept at avoiding them.

Offspring is interesting because in my mind at their base level (so genetically/code structurally speaking), Watchers are identical clones of each other. They reproduce asexually-- think uhhh mourning geckos and some species of aphids, which reproduce via parthenogenesis. So yes, in a sense they do inherit traits, but its in a direct line from the parent as a genetic copy. Their memory codes and surface code layers are what differentiate themselves from each other

Reading this chart is so interesting.... i'd say you're right in that Watchers would be considered an r-selected species!! I think if they werent like. Essentially made out of tissue paper thats constantly getting damaged and having to be repaired, they would be able to bounce back to the point of population rebound for sure. The problem with that though is there are only about 40 Watchers left-- thats how bad and out of control the situation got. And since they have such a long reproductive cycle, and such a high infant mortality rate, and their experiment with Grian went so wrong, AND the universe formed Listeners to replace them via direct competition (Watchers cant feed from Listener-infected Players!!), they are unfortunately headed right for extinction too.

Hopefully this makes a modicum of sense and isnt just me totally talking out of my ass wkdnjedjkejdke but i hope this answered most of your questions!!! Im really glad you like the direction ive taken this, its a lot of fun to conceptualize a world that works on different rules than our own :]

[ju-ji]

This is not the thought I had when I started writing this post but I think, in retrospect, last twilight was never as magical as I once thought, and furthermore I think that the magic was actually jimmy and sea the whole time. I would maintain that the story started off strong and the blossoming romance was extremely well executed, but there were always flaws in the writing and it was always shown that day had a lot of work to do and. well. wasn’t doing it. I don’t think I was picking up on it because sea made day so unbelievably endearing even as a supposed asshole that I either didn’t notice the red flags or ignored them. You have to understand, I was not a jimmy nor sea nor jimmysea fan before I started watching last twilight. I had not already seen vice versa and wai was so long ago that I don’t even remember having an opinion of him. I had never heard of the first show sea was in. I had not been anticipating this show since the pilot trailer and wasn’t even planning to watch it. I didn’t watch it when it came out. I think I waited like two weeks before I started it. I went into it with no feelings about jimmysea, I had seen criticism of jimmy’s previous performances and I didn’t know anything about sea other than him being jimmy’s branded partner so if anything I was… prepared for them to not do all that well. I wasn’t expecting much I guess. This is the first time I put on my clown makeup. Like I said, sea as day was so endearing to me from pretty early on, maybe not ep 1 but by ep 3 I was like that’s my baby!!! I don’t know why or how but he made me fall in love with day so bad, and nothing day did (until… u know….) ever made me love him less. I really can’t describe what about him I found so lovable especially when he was definitely an asshole and wouldn’t stop with the “u have zero tenderness in your body” nonsense lmao. I think sea just has some je ne sais quoi about him or something that’s like captivating. I did watch vice versa at some point while last twilight was airing and I found talay endearing too. Even though he was more mature or like. didn’t have such a spoiled baby quality to him, so I think it’s just something about sea idk. Hell I’m already endeared to his character in the trainee from bts footage and promo pics alone 😭 ok hopefully point made bc this post is already really long and I have a lot more to say lmao.

*I promise I know how to write proper paragraphs I just am trying to type what I wanna say before my brain moves on to a new thought lmao but let me give a line break for readability*

Let me try to talk about jimmy without waxing poetic. I had pretty low expectations for him bc I had seen ppl criticize his work before so how did I end up loving him so bad!!! The answer is he’s just good at what he does!!! Was he always this good? I didn’t have any qualms about his performance as puen and I can’t remember wai. I think he was also a minor character in enchante but I didn’t watch that. Anyway, if he used to suck he doesn’t anymore!! His growth is especially impressive bc acting isn’t even his main profession!!! I don’t want to harp a lot on why last twilight disappointed me bc I want this to be a jimmysea appreciation post first and foremost but the problem with mhok that jimmy obfuscated was he really didn’t have much to him. He had a tragic backstory that was never fully explored but aside from that it was just day on the brain all day every day how can I serve day how can I help day how can I care for day how can I make day smile like girl stand up 😭 jimmy somehow managed to make mhok (to me but I’m biased) the most compelling character in the show with just his eyes!!! His eyes held SO MUCH EMOTION that it made mhok feel like a much more substantial character than he ended up being. Trying to be short and to the point now bc this is getting out of hand but I want jimmy on my screen forever, he is so special to me!!!

Last point: mhok and day did not have en equal or super healthy relationship so why did it hurt sooo bad when they broke up? Again, it was jimmysea magic masking the flaws. The chemistry was undeniable and they seemed so in love! They were always so happy to be together that you almost didn’t notice how one sided their relationship was becoming. Their comfort in each other was so real and believable bc evidently that’s not acting! It’s clear that jimmy and sea enjoy their paired roles and enjoy working together in general. I’m not thinking of anyone in particular but I don’t think all pairs could sell this natural comfort as effortlessly bc they are not…. this naturally comfortable together lmao. Jimmysea’s innate charms are exponentially amplified when they are together. I firmly believe that if jimmy wasn’t mhok and sea wasn’t day then last twilight would not have been this loved (until it got to where not even jimmysea magic could salvage it 😭)

TLDR it was jimmysea magic that masked last twilight’s flaws so well that we were dumbfounded by that ending

[havethetouch]

What are your top 3 most important OCs (main fursona excluded) and why did you pick them? :3

Okay first off... faahhhhahahahahakkkkkkk this one is hard and it hurts my feels a lil bc how do you expect me to choose? Or rather... how the F do you expect me to pick only three this is outrageous XD So.. hhh.. here goes nothing I guess? (Mind, I have more but I battle royaled them against one another mentally to pick for this one because 3 (three), the audacity.

First up we go with Alhayra I guess, which probably does not come as a big surprise. She was created around 2011 under less than ideal "circumstances" (if you know you know if you don't, don't ask). She is a hybrid of a Binturong and a Clouded Leopard and takes bit more after her Binturong momma Rehani visually but she has some Spotting and Markings on her that nod to her Clouded Leopard father Riyadh along with a longer, thinner cat-like tail and of course her face shape and snout are a bit finer and longer. If it weren't for her funky ears (which neither parent can really account for or explain) she would probably pass rather well as some sort of feline. Like I said her coming to be was not really the best thing ever but I can't bring myself to regret her existence because I loved her from the first moment my mind cooked her up and when she was on paper I knew I would love this OC forever. She has all the design elements I adore because even if I slowly start to go a bit wilder again with my designs back then I had a huge thing for favouring blacks, whites and grey characters so Alhayra hits all the sweet spots by being mostly black with white/ silver markings and of course - to no ones surprise who takes one hard look at my gallery - long silver hair. Also she has the thing i like to do with lot of my chars were you have some expectations because of how they look and they are the opposite, like Alhayra is a lite dainty thing technically but she can and will body you and wipe the floor with you if she needs to because I like deceptively small/ weak / fragile looking chars that can and will fuck you up. (idk man i grew up on Asterix among other things) So yeah look wise Alhayra has it all for me too which makes her enjoyable to draw. But eh... without saying to much about the before mentioned circumstances: Alhayra had some baggage attached to her that made it hard to work with her, on her, or the story I had to rewrite from more or less scratch because I became rather overprotective of her and didn't want to bring too much attention to her after some shit went down and sometimes I simply couldn't either. Which is why she is even more important now I guess. She has a history, she has baggage, she had to fade into the background for a while until I felt better and now she is back in action and marks closing a chapter, staring anew, reclaiming what was mine to begin with. She is a desert bandit in her story but she was born a rebel and she remained one. Drawing her these days makes me grin, so expect more from her in the next year or even this one if I manage.

Second up we have Siti. Siti is a fossa and she is a pirate and she is the reason why I have:

an epic story to play in

9 other amazing new characters to play with that came to life between 2020 & 2022

even more amazing characters that are not mine per se but that I spiritually adopted as also my children that I'm also allowed to play with

a compass tattoo which also happens to be my first that I spontaneously got etched into my skin in honor of Siti and everybody else and the story

reprieves and spots of peace from a lot of hardships in my life since 2019 - 2022 kinda decided to suckerpunch me ultra hard (and my family too) and last but not least

Siti is the reason I have the privilege and joy of being closer to a magnificent person and human being who i love very much and would move mountains for.

Any yo if a character gives you all of that you bet your ass they are on my important babes list. And now I think I need to rewrite my character creation process now that I say it here I guess or maybe not let's see how much I feel like editing - but basically for context i wasn't into doing group stuff anymore and weary of connecting with people in general but also with characters of other people because reasons but in 2020 @zelendur approached me with an invite to her pirate story ( which I had eyed from afar for a bit before that, especially Yadira) and it meant so much to me for reasons I can't even put to words properly but it did mean the world it still means the world to me to have been invited to this project and Siti basically sprung to life the moment it was said "you have to have a connection with an existing crew member to get aboard the priate crew" I pointed to Yadira, and a few hours later we had a connection, a background story and I had produced a sketch, the very sketch of the headshot above to be exact. While not fully fleshed out I haven't had a character spring forth to life in such a quick and detailed way in ages so it was amazing. I might also have projected a lot of my life into Siti... i mean you can find something of me in each character sometimes it's rather on the nose and sometimes it's more abstract but with Siti I wove a lot of stuff I had to deal with into her storyline. Example being that she grew up on an island were she was ostracized by her people rather early on and therefore grew up very isolated among her peers and it of course had an influence on how Siti deals and interacts with people and how she holds herself and all that stuff and it is related to the isolation I experienced from age 11 onwards with my own peers in highschool which did me no favours either. Her running an undercurrent of aggression that is hidden well under a calm and pleasant surface and a kind smile is also rather something taken directly though in Sitis case her aggressions stem from the fear of loss first and foremost. But yah Siti has some rather big chunks from me that dictate her demeanor. Sorry baby :) And like I said after Siti came a colourful cast of other pirate characters that I love to bits and that helped me get through a lot of stress and hard times since they've been around and it started with a hand held in my direction and a golden eyed character that sparked to life in a matter of hours because of it.

(cw: death/grief; passage is marked below) Third is Imago, she is really really old. I made her as a teenager, I used her as OC in the sonic fandoms back in ye olden days on animexx in rpgs (among with a shitton of other characters from the same universe as her). Mind, she was never much of a Sonic character to begin with and I never drew her as such but that is beside the point tbh I wanted to play with her and the others so that's what I did. In the end i got some epic storybeats out of that and my brother from another mother who was the only one who stuck around after the stories ended and things got harder in both our lives. We are in contact to this day, we were so fucking young when we met and at some point we also realized oh shit we have the same birthday too ain't that a coincidence? And it's mostly thanks to Imago and her brother Silence that we had so much to do with one another in the beginning and the rpg which lead to a over more than a decade old friendship (and damn let me think soon... yeah 3 or 4 more years and it will be two decades bro ain't getting younger) So ah fuck, so Imago is almost existing for 20 years now and the stories my bro and i are working together on is likewise this fucking old holy shit this only occured to me when I had to think about it lol. What else needs to be known about Imago is, that she is made from grief. Her story is kinda hard and tragic but ends hopeful and with being reunited with her brother and a lot of other shit. Look I do not want to roll out Imagos whole story mainly because it is fucking long and would take forever to explain (which makes sense I had almost 20 years to build this one and honestly her story spans over millenia in universe because she technically got killed and cheated death and stuff, it's a lot) and also because i dunno talking about Imago with my bro is easy, he knows her and everything but talking about Imago in general is hard. (cw starts here) Like I said, she is made from grief. She was made after I was introduced to the concept of grief and loss for the first time in my life when i was old enough to comprehend and still too young to deal. I had a person in my life, who i regarded like a second mother (I called her catmama) . She was my mothers cousin and my fathers best friend since their teenage years; they knew each other for so long too. She died when I was 13, I have recently realized that I am now almost a year older than she was when she died. And that fucks me up a lot because I can't imagine having my life cut short now, just like that, just like hers was and at the same time i can't believe I have now officially outlived her on top of that. Loosing her fucked me up, even so many years later it still fucks me up because time does not heal all wounds you know? You just learn to deal with it but it does get better that at least I can promise you. Imago came about because I missed her so much, I missed my mom. So I made Imago in her honor and gave her a lot of characteristics that I had admired in my teens about my catmama. Imago is strong, like she was, she is kind, she doesn't take no shit and has a spine of steel and despite her hardships she never gives up and never looses her kindness... and well Imago does die too in her story but she also manages to come back even if it takes a lot and isn't easy but for me implementing these story beats was important and healing and this is why Imago is one of the most important, if not the most important characters I have. (cw end) You will not see all too much of her because I rather write with her than draw her and also because i would rather avoid her getting too much attention in general and especially attention of the thirsty kind (which has not happened yet and i rather keep it that way yaknow?) But who knows if I draw something very magnificent with her I might. Given that I just realized how much time has actually passed since then i might be obligated to draw something epic. Imma put a pin in that for now.

[boba-beom]

girl...... hi 🫣

after I came back from my aunt's on january 1st I went to my friends' who live in a nearby town... I came back yesterday, so I spent like 6 days with them..............

and in 6 days I managed to get the hugest crush in one of them. and I used to HATE HIM, like for real. I only started talking to him with no hard feelings and like a normal person in october 2022, but we rarely see each other...

we were texting each other sometimes since november bc we went to a concert with our friends, but only chit-chat, nothing special, but he was always so cute to me aaaaa

and when I got in my friend's place, the owner of the house and of the car (= the person who I was depending on), he only texted ME so we could arrange our meetings with the others, and all my girls told me that I'm the only one who gets reactions from him on BeReal... I lowkey panicked but okay

so, we went to his place on friday and................ I never flirted so hard in my entire life. and I never exchanged so many glances with someone in my entire life too. we touched hands a couple of times. and he laid his head down on my lap while playing videogames...

Jesus Christ, what happened to me????????? a didn't hate it; I kinda LOVED spending this time with him. we went to sleep on 8AM!!!!!! just smiling and being hella silly...

all of our friends are laughing at my face because of this enemies to lovers thing 😭😭😭😭😭😭 i feel such a hypocrite because I truly used to hate him AND enemies to lovers is the trope I hate the most 😭😭😭😭😭

now I came back home and I'll see how it goes, through texts and instagram,but I guess now everybody raised expectations and I'm trying hard not to, I even prayed about it LOL

sorry for this huge and absurd bible chapter, but I needes to tell someone 😭

omg sorry for replying now analuuu!!

first of all, HELLO?!?!?! that sound like a fic in itself omg. I'm glad you had the bestest time with your friends againnn but getting to know him?!? and getting closer like that?? I mean idk about you, but when a guy gives you attention like that, he's got some sort og attraction towards you. they're simple creatures lmao and if they go out of their way to even react to a bereal or ask you only to hang out then it probably means something.

I was going to say it could be him being a generally nice person, but you said you used to hate him HAHAH but things can change and when you get to know someone like that it's precious time honestly.

the e2l trope is strong in this one hehe the real question is however, how are you feeling about this situation?? are you wanting it to go anywhere? where do you stand??

[achoonihaachu]

Hello! May I request the brother's reactions to a younger MC that carries a particular stuffie around with them? They like plushies, sure, but this specific one is sentimental, so it gets carried everywhere. There is not a single moment when I do not have Perry the Platypus with me, and I think it'd be fun to have a full conversation with him in front of the brother's

Waaah sorry if this is too specific. Thank you! (:

Brothers react to a young Mc who carries a Sentimental Plush

a/n: The MC in this prompt will be around the age of 9-13. This story will be PLATONIC and i think it's the cutest thing :(( I'm so sorry if thisn't what you thought of when you initally sent me the ask! </33 Also hello! Happy 2022 to all of us! I haven't posted in a few days because I've been so busy with the holidays </33 I hope this makes up for it?? *fingers crossed*

warnings: nothing honestly, demon brothers acting like good brothers, belphie steals from a child, mc was probably throwing tantrums a few times, not proof read :<< , a bit ooc at times maybe?, PLATONIC FIC!

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Lucifer- Young MC has a pink unicorn plush bc idk,, Satan is his son-brother and bc luci is deffo a manly man who wants to be surrounded by manly things T_T

Lucifer was already a little shocked to see this tiny human being walk into the Devildom. He wasn't expecting a child to show up and that was a mistake on his part.

But that was the best mistake he's made in his entire lifetime.

Him and his brothers were almost strangers living in a house together but when you came along, all doe-eyed and curious— unafraid of anything, they grew closer than they'd ever been.

They chipped in and were raising you together.

You managed to do so much in the short amount of time you'd been alive.

Something Lucifer noticed, however, was how you were always glued to this tiny stuffed plushy of a pink unicorn.

First of all, he's seen unicorns, they aren't as pretty and nice and pink as the shit you see in popular media.

They aren't Satan's familiars for nothing.

But you seemed to adore the fluffy thing so he just leaves you be.

You do your chores with the thing, you go on trips with it in your arms; You never go anywhere without it.

He doesn’t mind as long as it doesn’t get in the way.

One day, though, he comes home after an extremely tiring day at RAD. He felt sluggish and he almost dread going up to his room because he knew that there were only stacks on stacks of paperwork he still had to tend to.

When he made it up the stairs to the hallway of their rooms, however, he sensed that something was a little different about the air.

He treaded lightly towards the door to his room, he felt a presence waiting behind the mahogany wood. He twists the handle slowly and peaks his head in and— he sees you face down on his bed, arms wrapped tightly around his velveteen pillows. Your shoulders shook lightly. He approached you hesitantly and sat down, "Hey there, little one. Would you mind explaining why you're in my room?" He asked, voice unusually soft; then again, he was a lot nicer to you than his brothers. You said something, but he couldn't quite understand since you didn't even try lifting your head to explain to him what was bothering you. He shakes his head and chuckles, "Alright then, come here."

He lifts you up to sit and turns you to look at him and his smile immediately falters. You were crying. "(MC), what's wrong?" He went into full on dad mode.

"M-Mams got Pinky dirty." Oh. Well, guess who's going to get hung by his toes to the ceiling.

"(MC), humor me this... Why do you like that unicorn so much? If Mammon ruined your plushy, we can just buy you another one—"

"NO!" He had not expected you to yell.

You kneeled on the bed and the mattress dipped slightly as you grabbed him by the collar, "Luci, you will never ever suggest something like that again, okay? Pinky is very important to me and you know this."

He blinks at you and inelegantly snorts in disbelief, "More important than me and my brothers?"

You hesitate, your grip on his collar loosening ever so slightly before tightening again,

"I love you all equally… but Pinky is very important."

He doesn't get human children at all.

Mammon- Young MC with a duck plush bc Mammon’s like a clingy duckling :DD

Mammon doesn't really get to use the "Big Brother Mammon" card on his 5 younger siblings.

They do not respect him in the way they should respect someone older and more powerful than them.

But then sweet little MC walks into his life and he will never admit it but he has adored you since the minute he sees you waddle into the Devildom with a sizable duck plush in your arms.

He babies you 25/8, honestly.

You get carried around, bossed around, heck he's tried feeding you—

But if he ever tries to do anything to your ducky—

Falling from the Heavens would only be the second worst thing he's experienced.

He loves walking on this tightrope of destruction when it comes to you and your ducky; he'd try to take it away from you because he gets jealous of how much attention you give it.

Yes, the Great Mammon gets jealous of a duck plush. He’s already competing for the favorite person/thing spot in your heart and now a duck joins the competition.

You were in Mammon's room for the afternoon; he won the daily roulette spin that the brothers do at breakfast before you wake up to see who's the lucky demon who gets to spend time with you.

Seeing you so act relaxed and just having fun like a kid should, made Mammon's heart all warm and fluttery. His brothers would say otherwise and try to deny but deep down in the pits of their hearts, they would all agree that Mammon's the best older brother. Lucifer was great and all that but he's got quite the cold persona to him and though Mammon's almost always broke and trying to steal their stuff to sell off, he's always always there for them. You were hanging out with "Big Brother Mammon" and he had told you to just sit and wait as he bet on an online blackjack tournament. You pouted at first but decided to spend your time playing with your ducky. Mammon started to regret his decision; He was getting increasingly restless as you cuddled the big yellow stuffie, I mean… Why would you do that when there's a perfectly good Mammon in the same room as you—? "Yo, (MC). Put the duck down and c'mere." He huffed. You blink at him once before you turn your back towards him.

He gawks at you in disbelief; this tiny human did not just do that—

He flicks his wrist and using his magic, he plucks the duck from your hands and keeps it levitated in the air just above you, even as you jumped you weren't tall enough to reach it. "(MC), I'll give ya back the duck if ya promise that you'll cuddle me." He proposes. Honestly, you "forced" him into a pact but he's more clingy than you've ever been.

“Why do you like the stupid duck anyways? The Great Mammon is so much better than the fluffy thing.”

Your bottom lip wobbles a bit and you stare at him, “I changed his name to Mams… Because he’s the best and since you’re the best… I…” Your voice was watery. He felt like he was going to implode. He sighs and walks over to you; he doesn’t say a word as he picks you up and brings you to his couch.

He plops you down on top of him as he lies back down, “W-well if he’s just as awesome as me, why do you want to spend more time with him, huh?!” He doesn’t even try to hide the bright blush dusting his cheeks. You giggle and wrap your arms around him, squishing your face against his face,

“You’re the best brother but Mams is number one in my heart.”

Mammon.exe has stopped working.

Leviathan- Young MC has a Perry the Platypus plush bc platypus-es (platypi?) live in water and also original req :DD

He’s an avid collector of figurines and plushies himself. He believes that art can and should be appreciated in all forms and one form of appreciation is through adorable, huggable physical fluffy bodies.

(He really just loves his body pillow and stuffies of all the waifus he has).

He doesn’t really hang out with you in public much to know that you take your little platypus everywhere with you.

When he lets you hang around in his room, he notices that you hold onto it like it was your lifeline.

He really wanted to ask you why, out of all possible plushies you could be obsessed with, it had to be a teal platypus with a tiny little spy hat but… his nerves got to him before he could get the question out.

You would sleep in his bed-tub with your arms tightly wrapped around it.

Before you ask, yes, he has an entire album in his phone of about a hundred photos of you cuddling Perry.

Moe <3

Yes, he sends about a dozen to the super secret brothers chat every time you take a nap in his room.

Yes, the rest of the boys are jealous.

Basically, Levi would be the brother to get the sentimental value of the plush; the other Avatars don’t really get your affinity for a stuffed toy.

Well, he was gaming one particular night when lo and behold, you knock on his door to hang out.

He, of course, lets you in with no questions asked.

Levi scurries back over to his desk and picks up where he left off, “Hey, (MC). I’ll finish this round then I’ll be with ya, alright?” He yells over the loud boss music he was blasting on his speakers. You simply nod and walk over to the bed-tub and almost immediately fall asleep. Levi’s room was just really cold and you felt comfortable in his bed-tub. The room was never silent, the dubstep and the bass drops in Levi’s playlist kept you from falling into deep sleep and for a fraction of a second, you regret going to Levi’s room to nap.

Belphie would force you to sleep even if you weren’t tired… Maybe it isn’t too late to move spots.

Just as you were considering slipping out of the third-born’s room to hang out with the twins, Levi turned off the gamer playlist and left his desktop on the home screen of the game he was playing. “We won!” He cheers as he walks over to you. You smile giddily at him, “Congratulations, Levi! Teach me to play next time!” You say excitedly. Your hold on Perry loosened and he fell out of your arms and onto the bed just as Levi sat down.

Levi’s ass was smothering Perry.

You gasp and start trying to push him off, “Levi! Get up! Perry’s suffocating!” You cry. Levi immediately gets up and checks on your platypus. He totally gets your reaction; if anyone sat on his Ruri-chan body pillow, he would flip shit. He starts apologizing profusely, sorrys leaving his mouth a million miles a minute before you shake your head and shush him, “Levi! Calm down! He’s fine!” You giggle.

“It’s not fine! Remember when Mammon sat on Ruri-chan?!”

“Yeah… You almost threw him out of a window-”

Satan: Young MC with a black cat plush bc… well, do i have to explain myself- ._.

Satan is the brother to have a very strong (secret) soft spot for cute things. You, by yourself, were the cutest thing Satan has laid his eyes on in eons.

Then you pull out a soft plush of a black cat from behind you and Satan… He almost dies.

He’s not as clingy as Mammon by any means but… he’s close.

He loved spending time with you because, yes, you’re adorable but you also have exquisite taste in plushies.

He smiles like a dad when he watches you play with the plush and he feels honored when you let him hold it, even if it’s just for a few moments.

He might not understand the sentiment but he understands your love for it’s cuteness.

Satan is absolutely the type to buy you more plushies so that you and him could play pretend with all the soft plushies you have.

He’ll never admit to his brothers but sometimes, he forces you to play with him.

He’s such a softie for cute things, ergo, he’s a softy for you.

He never actually sits down to ask you why you like it so much. He’s known for his wit and quick-thinking so in a way, he’s formulated a logical explanation as to why you might like the plush so much. Honestly, he’s thought of 4 or 5 different explanations that make sense in his big brain.

One afternoon, you and Satan were having a picnic in the gardens behind the House of Lamentation. The weather was perfect so you two decided to seize the moment. Besides, all his brothers were busy doing their own things and this gave Satan an excuse to hog your time before Mammon whined about it or before Asmo could steal you to take pictures of you.

You sit your cat plushie beside you and prepare a small sandwich for it.

Satan had finished setting the drinks out and he watches you plate a small portion of your sandwich in front of Gato, your cat plushie. He didn’t have the heart to tell you that Gato literally meant Cat- you thought it was some sort of magical word. He smiles to himself and sits cross legged in front of you.

A question lingers on his mind, “Hey, (MC)? I have a question for you.” You stare at him quizzically as you bite into your sandwich, “hm?” You hum.

“Why do you like Gato so much?” He asked, picking up a cup to take a sip of the herbal tea you prepared earlier in the day. You chew slowly, thinking of a proper answer, “mm… M-well, Gato’s cute! And I remember that I got it as a gift back in the human world!” You say after you swallow. He hums, “Well, I got you a bunch of other cat plushies… Do you not like them as much as Gato?”

You shake your head vigorously, “I love them, tan-tan! I love all my kitties equally but… and don’t tell them I told you this…” You move to cover Gato’s ears. Satan watches you in amusement.

“I love you more!”

Satan loves cute things; he loves you. He practically melts when he hears you utter those words. He chuckles quietly to you before he reaches over to pinch your cheek lightly,

"I love you too, kid."

Asmodeus: Young Mc with a bunny plush bc Asmo is the prettiest bunnyboi demon :D

Asmo’s probably more obsessed with cute things than Satan.

And that boy is obsessed.

He loves seeing you walk around at RAD with Lucifer and your arms are clung tightly on a furry white bunny just as cute as you.

He takes so many photos of you and holds a weekly photoshoot to photograph just you, him, and your bunny to post on his Devilgram.

He’s kind of like a momager in a sense that he wants you to pose perfectly for the shot, he does your hair and make up and he’s willing to fight Diavolo himself to get the lighting down to a tee and honestly, bad photos are almost nonexistent! (especially when he’s in the photos).

He never really questioned it except once during family game night when Belphie asked you to choose between them and your bunny and without hesitation, you pick your bunny over the Seven whipped Demon Lords.

He cried.

Out of all the brothers, it’s well known that Asmo’s the drama king. He absolutely is the type to fall on the floor, a weeping mess, if left ignored. In a way, he loves your attention specifically because you look up to him and love him regardless of his looks.

Many people around his age or are adults in general, want him for his beauty and most of the time, they want something more devious and less innocent.

He loves that you just love so innocently. Whether you love him or that bunny, it’s all so innocent and so genuine.

He took you to Madam Screams one afternoon; he had to sneak you out of the house because if Beel found out that you two were heading to his favorite food place, the sixth-born would have probably ran ahead and finished everything.

Asmo tugs you along the busy road, you were practically buzzing with excitement as you thought of all the macarons you were going to eat— you felt a little bad about not bringing Beel along but you decided to get him something before you head home. The light-haired demon smiles at you as you look up at him, one hand interlocked with his while your other hand holds onto your bunny plush tightly, "Careful, (MC). It's really muddy in this area so you need to hold onto your bunny properly!"

Just as he says that, a car whizzes past with a honk and the watery mud on the placement sprays a little onto the sidewalk and—

Your bunny gets dirty.

Your eyes go wide with a gasp, your hands are shaky as you stare down at your furry friend. Asmodeus was speechless but his vacant hand was quick to snap a picture of the model of the car and the color; plate number was a little blurry but he was certain that he'd be able to hunt that demon down. How dare they ruin your precious bunny.

Your eyes grow watery and you choke back a sob, "N-no… A-Asmo, what do I do?!" You cried, your voice was small as you tried your best not to sob.

"We can go home to wash your bunny after our lunch date— it's alright, (MC)! Lucifer can put it with our other laundry—"

"I-I can do it! I can clean my bunny! Let's go home right now." You start tugging him back to the direction of the house.

"Wait! (MC)! Our day out! I can buy you a new plush-” You stop in your tracks and glare at him and Asmodeus has never felt more afraid in his entire life.

“Right! Back home! We’ll wash your bunny!”

Beelzebub: Young MC with a burger plush bc… well, it’s Beel-

Beel doesn’t show a lot of emotions; he’s this big stoic dude that stands over six feet tall with muscles upon muscles and so when you walk into the Devildom for the first time, you kind of cower in fear… (understandable).

Behind this adorable little burger plush.

It even has cheese, lettuce and tomatoes :(

He salivated when he first saw the burger and you peeked your head out from behind your plush and you saw him drooling as he towered above you and…

You were inconsolable for half an hour after that; something about a big strong demon was terrifying for a young person. Go figure..

After though, Beel and you grew inseparable, he was your strong big brother who loved and protected you and everyone you loved from the world.

That would include your burger buddy.

He had a few close calls; he would almost always eat your burger plush at least twice a week.

You would give him the cold shoulder every time he’d almost do it.

He would ask you about your obsession with the plush in the most frank way possible and you’d always shrug and say you just liked it because you’ve had it since you were a baby.

He’d nod ang go back to eating or working out.

You run up to the twins’ room with the goofiest smile on your face.

A gift bag held tightly in your hands.

“Beel? Belphie? Is Beel in there?!” You called out as your fist raps against the hardwood door. You could faintly hear shuffling beyond the door and it swung open, revealing your favorite brother. “(MC)?” Beel stared down at you, a towel in hand. The ginger was obviously sweaty, his black tank top clung to his torso and you could hear what you could only classify as work out music played in their room behind him. You grin widely up at him and push the gift bag you had in your hands towards his free hand, “I got this for you because you always look at my burger!” You explain before you run down the hall and back into your room.

Beel stares at the bag in his hand for a moment before he opens it and inside was… a burger plush exactly like yours.

He cooed as he pulled it out. Humans are so cute and genuine, he thinks. He inspects the plush in his hands and sees his name embroidered on the bottom bun in cursive. He smiles to himself.

You sit in your room, your burger plush in your arms when you hear a faint knock on your door. You skip over and open it and you see Beel stand in the doorway. Before you could say anything, Beel lifts you up in his arms and twirls you around; both your plushies were squished together between your chests. He stands in the middle of the hallway, cuddled up to you and you swore you could hear faint purring rumbling in his chest.

“Thank you, (MC).”

“No need to thank me silly! I wanna thank you for always protecting our family!”

His grin widens on his face, “I’ll always protect our family.”

“Don’t eat your burger plushie though.”

Beel pouts.

Belphegor: Young MC with a cow plush bc can belphie and cows as a combination ever be topped?!

Belphie was always carrying a cow print pillow and his brothers never really batted an eye at him. He just did what he wanted and hoped that everyone else did the same around him.

He sees you walk around with the plush of a cow and he… Well, he steals it for a solid three days.

He genuinely steals from you, the small human under the care of his family. He didn’t feel remorseful or any sort of shame. If anything, if Satan didn’t walk up into the attic during one of Belphie’s afternoon naps, when the youngest brother just so happened to be cuddling into your cow plush, he probably wouldn’t have returned it.

During those three days, you refused to eat, spend time with them, take care of yourself- you were just moping around the halls and in all the different rooms with the saddest put you could muster up and all the brothers were sad and worried about you… except for Belphie.

Well… He felt a little bad. Just a tad bit.

When Satan gave you the cow plush, your smile was literally so big and your joy was through the roof. The could’ve sworn that they were back in the Celestial Realm from the incredibly bright aura you had-

Belpie muttered a half-assed apology and you, with your nice human heart (“or whatever…”, he’d say), you simply hugged him and accepted his apology.

Belphie left it at that and let you be with your plush.

He would always take it from you when you napped with him. Of course he’d only pull it out of your grasp when he was sure you were sleeping soundly.

During one of your many naps, Belphie was lying down, with you on top of him, when he asked a simple question…

“What’s up with you and your cow plush?”

You gave the seventh-born the stink eye and shrugged, “I don’t know, what’s up with you and your pillow?” You retort, your hands stroking the fur patch that was your cow’s makeshift mane. His chest rumbled lightly as he chuckled, “I don’t know… I guess I just like it.” He breathes out. You giggle to yourself, “Well then, I guess I just like my plushie… I mean, I’ve had it for years anyways.”

A small part of Belphie was worried; He thinks he’d rubbed off on you a little too much. Your sass was getting to his levels and well… He worried that he’d only get worse as the years went by.

“What if we exchange for a week?” He suddenly asked. You crane your neck to look at him and from all the wiggling, you fell off of him and land on the soft cushions that surround the pair of you, “You mean you want us to exchange? You’ll get my plush and I’ll get your pillow?” You asked incredulously. He simply nods and you gawk at him.

“No.”

“No? What do you mean—”

“Nope! This is my plush.”

You get a faceful of a soft white pillow being chucked straight at you.

[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 2

Part 1

Hiii I don't know if you take request but can i request like a chris evans x reader like the reader and chris are married and chris is having a bad day or something so chris go out to the pub and go home drunk and its been going for 3 days and the reader and chris has a 6year old and the reader have been doing all the work and taking care of they're daughter and they're daughter miss chris bc chris is never home and just go home until 12 or 2 in the morning or if chris is home he never play with her daughter and they're daughter is sad abt it bc they're daughter though chris doesn't love her anymore and chris miss her play in school even though chris promise so that day when chris miss her daughter's play the reader confront chris abt it and chris said he doesn't care abt his daughter and he said he didn't know why he married the reader bc she's clingy but chris didn't know that they're daughter heard what chris said abt her and chris didn't know also that the reader is 6-7 weeks pregnant and the reader and chris heard they're daughter sob and that moment chris realize it all his mistakes? and apologize to them idk if this make sense and im sorry if this is so longg, thank you in advance stay safe! <3

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒅𝒂𝒅! 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕

Chris paced back and forth as he tried to call you for the 10th time. It was the next day, he was sober and the images from last night clouded his brain. Seeing the pain and anger on your face as he said he wish he never married you.

Seeing isabella crying from his disgusting words. That hurt him the most, he regret everything.

The phone went to voicemail again making Chris groan. You had every right to not talk to you, but he wanted to know you and isabella was okay. You were still his wife.

Chris sighed sitting down on the couch. He rubbed his eyes with his palm, exhaling for the hundredth time.

The house phone on the table beside the couch rung causing Chris to quickly grab it. He thought it was you but no, it was your doctor.

"hi is this Mrs Evans?" Chris frowned, "uh no but this is Mr Evans." Chris said, he was deeply confused.

"oh well you tell Mrs Evans that have her next appointment date to check on the baby."

Chris stood up, he wasn't sure he heard right. "I'm sorry, the baby?"

The innocence lady on the other side of the phone phone gasped, "oh I'm sorry, you didn't know."

"no it's fine." Chris sighed softly, his heart picking up speed in his chest. "I'll tell her, thank you." He hung up the phone throwing it onto the couch. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He mumbled to himself. He really needed to find you and isabella.

*

You laid in the uncomfortable bed, isabella sleeping soundly beside you. It was around 8 in the morning and thoughts from yesterday filled your mind.

"I wish I never married you"

"Forget isabella, I don't care about her stupid play"

It hurt just knowing he thought those things. It took some time last night, but you managed to go to sleep around 3am. Now it was morning time, you were in a crappy hotel, and Chris was blowing up your phone like crazy.

You sighed pulling back the blanket. You walked to the bathroom. You looked in the mirror, your almost 3 month along bump was showing. You tore your eyes from it looking at your face. You were trying not to think about Chris in that moment.

"get it together y/n." You whispered to yourself.

"mommy." You looked back to the doorway seeing isabella. Her stuff bear was in her hands as she rubbed her sleepy eye with the other hand.

"good morning honey."

You walked over to her, "did you sleep good?" Isabella looked up at you. "Yeah, I slept great." You laughed, "that's great. Uh do you wanna go get some breakfast? We can eat some pancakes and waffles, what you say bug?"

Isabella started to think, it was almost like you can see the wheels turning in her head. "Uhh yeah. Can we see daddy too?"

Your stomach did a flip, you didn't think she'll be okay with what he said about her, but She was 6 so maybe that was the reason.

"umm... Yeah, yeah. We can see daddy." Isabella smiled, "okay, I watch TV now." She walked back over to the bed, hopping in it. You exhaled, running your hands over your face. Here goes nothing you thought to yourself.

*

Chris phone ringing interrupting him from his daze. He picked it up seeing your contact. His heart picked up as he answered it.

"y/n, are you okay?" On the other side of the phone you sighed, "yeah, I'm fine. Look um isabella want see you so can you meet us at the diner at (some street name)?"

Chris nodded even though you couldn't see him. "Yeah, of course." He walked to the foyer to put on his shoes. "Umm, I love you." Chris said. He wasn't expecting you to say it back, but you did. When you did, his heart skipped and a smile formed on his face.

You hung up the phone. You let out a sigh once again. Here goes nothing.

*

You sat in the diner, isabella beside you coloring in the booklet they gave her. You both were waiting for Chris to come.

Your mind was filled, you couldn't even figure out what you were thinking about at all at this point.

After waiting a few more minutes, you heard the diner door open. In walked Chris. In his hands was a bouquet of flowers and stuffed animal. You were guessing it was his apologize.

He walked over to you both, just like yours, his heart was beating pretty hard in his chest.

"hey." Chris smiled shyly at you as you got up. "Hi." You tore your eyes from his, looking down at isabella. She was looking up at her daddy with a soft smile on her face. Chris kneeled down to her height. "Hi baby." He said to her softly. "I'm sorry for yesterday, I didn't mean any of it, I promise. Can you forgive me?"

isabella's small smile grew to a bigger one. "Yeah." Chris smiled at her. "Okay, give me a hug."

Isabella giggled as she Wrapped her arms around his neck. Chris hugged her close. He felt relived she forgave him, he felt so bad for saying what he said to her and he's going to spend the rest of his life making it up to her.

He pulled away from her, he handed the stuffed animal to her before standing back up.

He looked back at you. "Uh these are for you. It's not an apology, I'll give you a sincere apology later, but for now I have these." He looked at you, he had bags under his eyes from his sleepless night, and tear streaks on his cheeks from the crying he did.

you quickly tore your eyes from His taking the flowers. "Thanks." You cleared your throat. "Uh shall we have breakfast?"

Chris inhaled, "yeah." He walked over to the opposite side of the table and took a seat. You did the same sitting back beside isabella. You all ordered trying to forget about the tension that was very much between you and Chris. It was nice that you both were talking, but you just couldn't wait for the much needed talk later that night.

*

It was around 8 pm. You and Chris decided to drop her off at his mom's house. You didn't want what happened the day before to happen again.

You sat on the couch fiddling with your shirt end. Chris was in the kitchen getting you both something to drink before you talked.

"so um.. I got you some water." Chris said walking over to you handing you the glass of water. You thanked him Taking a sip before placing it on the coffee table. Chris sat beside you with a sigh.

"I.. I'm sorry for yesterday. I didn't mean any of it. It just slipped out because I was drunk and tired, I wasn't in my right head space in the moment and I took out on you and Bella and I'm sorry." He breathed out. He scanned your face waiting for you to speak. You shook your head, you didn't look at him but you spoke.

"yeah you're sorry, but you really hurt me. I wish I was never, that's fucked up and it hurts so much. If you never wanted to marry me why did you?"

You turned to Chris, tears threatening to spill over. The look on your face hurted Chris, he fucked up big time and he knew it.

"no, I didn't mean that, I swear. I love you more than anything. I don't regret marrying you, it was just a stupid mistake... I'm sorry baby."

Tears were starting to form in chris' eye. He felt guilty, he knew no amount of words could fix what he done but he was sorry more than anything.

"you promise?" You looked at him. Your lips were trembling Because of your crying.

"I promise." Chris said. He cupped your cheek with his hand. He placed a light kiss on your nose, but it wasn't enough for you. You went way too long without kissing him, you weren't going to waste another second not.

You grabbed his chin kissing him. Somehow his chap lips felt soft. They felt like home to you, you missed them so much.

You pulled away looking back at Chris. "I have something I need to tell you." You said fiddling with his hands.

"I'm pregnant."

Chris gave you a sour look, you already knew why. "You know?" Chris nodded, "the doctor called. they have an appointment for you, they want you to call them back to tell you."

You exhaled, "well... Surprise." You laughed making Chris smile. He missed that sound. He's been gone for so many nights he totally forgot how it sounded.

"can I come to the next appointment?" Chris pouted his lip making you laugh. "Of course you can. You need to your little peanut. I'm thinking it's a boy"

Chris frowned, "no I'm pretty sure it's a girl."

"you haven't seen them yet." You said to him Rolling your eyes playfully. "I know but I want another princess."

"touche."

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It's not that good but thank you for reading. I had fun breaking y'all hurts on the first part lol

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[isagisyoichi]

congrats on 100 !! can I request 14 + isagi😜😜

EVANGELINE'S 100 EVENT ⭐️ (NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS)

ISAGI + PROMPT FOURTEEN, "YOU KNOW I HAD A CRUSH ON YOU, RIGHT?"

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi yoichi

WARNINGS: manager for their high school team!au (is that even a real thing idk just know you're their manager) also pretend they all go to the same school bc plot and swearing bc yes also italics are someones thoughts

A/N: i always do the most for isagi's requests i'm sorry y'all the favoritism is real and evident but user yoichisagis cannot simply help it but also thank you sm <333 i hope u like :]

"you guys were really having a heated discussion about that?" you laugh. "i can't believe you all care so much about who on the team i potentially had a crush on."

(but if you're being honest, you're actually a bit flattered that the team finds your love life to be this interesting.)

"it's not like i brought it up!" isagi defends from his place next to you on the metal bench you two sat yourselves on. "plus, everyone else was talking about it, too!"

"so, you're basically admitting you participated, too, right?" isagi's eyes go wide and avoid eye contact with yours as he says nothing. "i'll be taking that as a yes," you joke. "well, now i'm intrigued. who do you think you think i may or may not have liked then, isagi?"

he thinks for a little. "i would say nagi. you guys have always gotten along well," isagi answers, his tone a little bit more bland than earlier, and his face twisting into a slightly disdainful expression. he doesn't mean to suddenly become a debbie downer but, if he's being frank, trying to guess which of your friends your crush has liked isn't an activity that isagi really considers to be "enjoyable."

you snort a little at his reply. "you literally could not be more wrong."

"huh?"

"i mean like, nagi's nice and all but, you know i had a crush on you, right?"

isagi's eyes look like they're about to burst out of his head. "really?" he asks in disbelief, still trying to figure out if he heard that right.

"yeah. i liked you from the day we met and you tripped on your shoelaces during tryouts," you reminisce with a giggle while isagi's face gets red all over from embarrassment at the memory.

"god, don't remind me," isagi groans. "i looked like a total dumbass in front of everyone."

"it's nothing to be ashamed of," you reassure. "i actually thought you looked cute," you admit. "like you do right now."

"right now?"

"yeah, i guess my crush on you never really went away," you hum, looking up at the sky as if nothing ever happened. isagi's envious of your ability to function as per usual after you basically just confessed to him. he's about to lose his shit, and he's not even the one who admitted their feelings.

"oh," isagi exhales, using everything in him to attempt to keep his cool like you did. "that's good. mine never did, either." you tear your head away from the sunset, and swiftly look back at isagi, with your own look of disbelief on your face this time. you honestly weren't expecting that as his answer.

you swallow apprehensively. "really?" you question timidly, as you look down at the ground, finding it hard to make eye contact again. you're really cute when you're nervous, he thinks with a smile.

"yeah." with your aloof facade fading, isagi uses the opportunity to inch his hand towards your slowly, lacing his fingers with yours.

and although you're surprised at the sudden contact, you ultimately return his actions and grip his hand tighter, scooting closer to him, and laying your head on his shoulder. you smile back at up him fondly, and he does the same with you, a blush of adoration painting his face this time.

you two continue watch the sunset together in silence, enjoying each other's company in the simplest way, both of you feeling like nothing could ruin the moment you two have waited so long for.

"HEY, I CALLED IT!!! THEY LIKED ISAGI!!!! I'M A GENIUS AND YOU GUYS ALL OWE ME!!!!"

well, except maybe that.

[kannra21]

Lady nagant is gonna put overhaul down like he was a rabid dog

She already said that he's useless so I wasn't expecting anything less. 😂

Actually, Nagant’s tolerance threshold is kinda all over the place rn. She understands that villains are victims of a corropted hero system because there must be some good explanation to why they did the bad thing. She really wants to believe that people should not be punished so severely, that they simply should not be killed no matter how severe the crime bc they're still human beings and this kind of torture is inhumane. Still, some villains are just assholes and they ended up in Tartarus bc they actually deserved it. Nagant can't tell the difference anymore.

On the other hand, she killed so many other heroes who did nothing wrong. They're the good guys and everything they wanted was to help the same corrupted society. But there's also corrupted heroes whom she's dealt with a good part of her life. She can't tell the difference either.

Sometimes you just can't be the judge of who's a bad or good person, who's deserving to die and who's not. Life is not divided into black and white. For instance, there's a person I hate with burning passion but this person also has friends. So we're differing in opinion; some people think that they're a good person but some think that they're not. Unfortunately, Nagant was forcely put by the Commission to decide on those things. And when you're put in this kind of situation, you're meant to lose your mind.

I know that Nagant’s deeply sorry for Overhaul from what she's said ab him being the victim of hero society and stuff. But that's her mentality, and she doesn't know him as a person. She thinks that villains aren't completely guilty of their actions and that hero society played a role in the making. He may be a good person or not. She killed so many people by now so it doesn't rly matter. She doesn't know who's the bad guy and heroes aren't trustworthy bc they wanted to kill her. She completely lost her moral compass. She's damaged.

But she also has a goal. To make the world a better place by destroying the corrupt society.

In contrast to her, Hawks knows that the hero side is the right one but he fights for the hero system to become better. It's bc HPSC is the only bad guy in the series and he knows that. He said if getting his hands dirty can somehow bring everyone peace of mind then he'd gladly take on this task. I don't think that he's planning to kill HPSC at some point but I think he's trying to expose their actions behind closed doors once he's managed to achieve his goal.

It's like Nagant wanted to use the more brutal approach to things since, yk, they traumatized her. I wish Hawks could save her somehow but she's already too deep in this shit.

I can see Hawks getting his wings back and fighting her (to see who's faster bc omg such a cool fight 👀) and Nagant ending up killed (bc that's Horikoshi's style let's be honest) but she'd, like, realize that she was wrong in the end and say smtng like "Guess I rly messed it up this time" and "Please take care of everyone, ok?"

Idk I want to see Hawks cry bc it's not her fault, HPSC made this of her and she was just a lost girl in this cruel world. I wish he'd say "And you take care of everyone up there." bc it's the most genuine way of saying that she's still a hero and that she's still a good person despite everything.

They had the same goal but they took different routes.

Before her death I just want them both to remember the times when they were young and when they played without a care in the world. To see them at the moment where their innocence wasn't taken and when they were truly happy.

Yea I like to suffer.

It's just that someone on Tumblr told me that it would be boring if everyone went to jail bc in this case there would be no action and it would be a lot more interesting to see the characters battling and perhaps fighting to death.

And I was like "Are you perhaps this dude here?"

No, ppl should go to jail bc of people like Nagant. They shouldn't be forced to kill others bc it's not right and it's messing with their heads.

[beanst0ck]

heyyy, it's me again :) so,, since the requests are open, can i have how noya, tsukki & kageyama (my fav karasuno bois) helping their s/o who's struggling with school and stuff. like they go to her house and shes crying, and when he asks why is she crying she says "idk" bc basically, that's happening to me now, and I need some fluff to have serotonin 😔😔💕 love u!!

school can b like that sometimes 😔

i don’t usually struggle with schoolwork but when i do it’s >:(

Yuu Nishinoya

it’s a normal day. not too cloudy, not to sunny, perfect for a date!

nishinoya thinks back to you, noticing that you seemed a little distracted at school today

he asked you multiple times what was wrong but you always responded with “oh no im fine!“ so he assumed you were just having a bad day :((

so to try and make you feel better, he decides to text you!

short king💕: HEy! be ready in 15 mins!! we’re going out to eat >:))

he found it kind of odd you didn’t see his message, but maybe you were just taking a nap or doing hw!

cut to him rushing over to your house bc our bby is excited!! it’s been awhile since he’s taken you somewhere so now that he has the chance to he’s pumped up!

he calls you multiple times on his phone ready to tell you he’s outside, but you don’t answer

now our bby boy is confused. he’s like?? where are you?? i just wanna go out and eat??

he looks around your house and notices your window is open

somehow, he manages to reach your window and sees you hunched over your table looking at something

he sees that your phone is on your bed charging, so now he understands why you wouldn’t answer!

“(y/nnn)!! let’s go out to eat!“

you turn around so fast

like “wHO ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO GET INTO MY ROOM??- oh hi noya“

he immediately freezes once he notices your eyes are red and puffy

better believe he’s going to rush over to you and ask what’s wrong, what made you upset, etc.

you have to wait awhile before he calms down so you could explain what was wrong

“today we had a test and i didn’t get the score i thought i’d get... i thought i’d at least get a passing grade but guess not, so im trying to study for the makeup test so i could do better this time :((“

he has a moment of realization and you swear you could literally see a lightbulb go off above his head

he finally understands why you were so upset earlier!!

now that he understands why you were sad he’s gonna do everything in his power to make you feel better

“how long have you been studying for?“

“since i got home..“

“(y/n) that was 3 hours ago...”

finds out you haven’t even taken a break and he’s about to throw hands

he cares about you a lot and wants you to take better care of yourself!!

he saw how hard you were working on trying to get a better grade and knew you needed a break, so now he’s definitely taking you out on that date as a reward for your hard work

“alright, you’re taking a break now! too much studying will break your head!!“

practically drags you out your front door. he didn’t even give you a chance to get ready, y’all left exactly how you were

he takes you out to buy your favorite food because even if you didn’t pass, you tried your best and that’s what matters

he would try his best to study with you, but we all know he isn’t the smartest when it comes to academics,,,

will give you lots and lots of kithes when he sees you finally got the score you wanted as a reward for your hard work :))

Kei Tsukishima

during school tsukki noticed that you were acting a little odd. normally you’re the one to initiate conversations with him, but today you were just quiet

immediately knew something was up, but didn’t say anything because maybe he was looking into things too much

time skip to lunch and tsukishima is looking for you, because he wants to eat his lunch with you!!

imagine his surprise when he sees you studying?

he’s like “what are you doing, are you trying to be a nerd now?“

you jump because you weren’t expecting him to find you so fast??

your plan was to study a bit before you ate your lunch with tsukishima but obviously that wasn’t going to happen today

tsukishima finds it kind of weird that you were studying during school hours because you never do that? but once again he stays quiet because hey maybe you just want to improve your grades or something

the day passes by normally for the both of you, but tsukishima still can’t shake the feeling that something is up with you

so after practice he decides to head over to your place

he parts ways with yamaguchi and begins heading over to your house to see you

he’s lowkey a little excited because he doesn’t come over to visit you much so he had lil butterflies in his stomach

your parents open the door and when they see him they immediately greet him happily and let him in

i headcannon that parents just love tsukishima idk why

tsukishima doesn’t even knock, he just opens the door to your room

when he sees you crying he just stares, extremely confused

when you notice someone’s entered your room you look up and through all the tears you see your boyfriend standing in your doorway, confused af

you quickly wipe the tears from your face, already knowing that hiding your face from him would not work because he definitely just saw you crying

you try and play it off tho

“ah! tsukki! what’re you doing here ahahha-“

he slowly walks over to you and sees your notebook fills with notes along with other worksheets filled with information

he closes your books and pushes away all the loose papers on your desk

right as you’re about to ask him why’d he do that for he immediately hugged you

it was kind of an awkwardly positioned hug tho? you were sitting down on a chair and he was standing so your face was against his stomach

he asks you if you were crying because of school work but did he really need to ask?? he already knew the answer-

he suddenly becomes sweet towards you? like he still teases you but not as much because he knows you’re sad rn :((

offers to tutor you if you really need to help, he’ll use it as an excuse to spend more time with you!

if you get a problem right your reward is his kithes

if his teammates see him tutoring you they’re gonna be like “awe“ because he barely agreed to tutor hinata and kageyama and he couldn’t stand them

they’ll clown him a little bit

speaking of them they’re probably gonna complain about it

“tsukishima you’re so mean! why does (y/n) get tutoring and not us :((“

insert sugamama smacking hinata for his comment

you get girlfriend privileges bc tsukishima is vv soft for you :))

Tobio Kageyama

im sorry but our dumb dumb kageyama probably wouldn’t notice how sad you seemed

hinata probably said something along the lines of “hey did you have a fight with (y/n)? she seems sad :((“

it’s not that he doesn’t care!! trust me he really does he’s just mostly focused on volleyball and doesn’t know how you feel unless you tell him

after hinata says that he starts to focus on you more, trying to see if what hinata said was true

if you DO seem sad, he’s gonna panic because he doesn’t know what to do

if you DONT seem sad bc you’re good at hiding your emotions, then he’s gonna call hinata ‘ bOkE!1!!1 ‘ because how dare he assume something about his gf

regardless of those things tho, he’s gonna start paying attention to you in general. he’s gonna try his best to understand your emotions because he doesn’t wanna upset you more!!

you’re most likely gonna feel his stares him a mile away. ppl are gonna think he hates you but in reality,, he’s just trying to understand your mood

one day while at school he noticed that you didn’t come. took him awhile to realize,, it was actually one of his teammates that said “where’s (y/n)? they aren’t with you?“ and he went into a mini panic mode because they’re right where’d you go?

realized that you weren’t at school and texted you

poor babey seemed lost without you because he spends most of his time with you

emo blueberry💙: you’re not at school? do you feel ok?

when you see his text you start to feel better because you know that he loves you and he’s worried bc you’re not there with him

kageyama begins to look back on his days spent with you

generally you seemed happy with him but there were times where you’d let your smile slip just a little

idk why but i headcannon that when it comes to relationships he’s vv inexperienced and doesn’t know what to do

as much as he’d hate to admit, he asked hinata it if he noticed anything off about you

when hinata tells him that you seemed distracted during breaks kageyama begins to do his journey on trying to find out what’s wrong

he asks his upperclassmen for advice and he actually uses what they say

after class he takes it upon himself to go to all of your classes to pick up any homework you might’ve missed

during practice you’re all he can think about which causes his sets to be a little off

daichi, being the kind dad he is, let’s kageyama leave early to go see you

kageyama enters your home and heads to your room. as he’s about to knock he hears sniffles clearly coming from you and he goes into panic mode

quickly opens your door and you two kind of just stare at each other awkwardly like,,

“uh, hi?“

he doesn’t understand how you could be so chill?? like you’re literally crying yet you’re acting as if you’re not

immediately asks if you’re alright, why you’re crying, etc.

once you tell him it’s because you don’t understand your schoolwork, he nods. he understands how you feel because he himself isn’t as good

he’ll tell you how it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand the material as fast as others because everyone learns at their own pace

he’ll slowly initiate a hug? it might be a little awkward because he doesn’t seem like he knows what he’s doing he really doesn’t but he hopes that it makes you feel better :((

he’ll drag you away from your studies for a bit if you haven’t taken a break and he’ll just cuddle you

AGAIN!! it might be a little awkward but pls he’s trying his best ok :((

if you end up falling asleep he’ll give you a little kith on your forehead :))

haikyuu mlist

requests open

[icharchivist]

this is actually bewildering how despite how little my mom and i manage to talk or connect with one another, when our interests end up crossing it end up crossing in the most bonkers way possible.

anyway under cut mention of ob//ey me and huh. Discussion of religions that probably qualify as heresy and probably would upset very religious people. (??? i’m not really sure but just in case.) consider yourself warned i guess?

Anyway this post have another degree off hilarity if you follow me for long enough to know about my mom and similar situations before.

As i mentioned, don’t get along with her, bad emotional bagage yadayadayada, but she is the reason i ended up caring this much about history and how much we overread and discuss on some topics, especially those concerning the Bi//ble and stuff. (disclaimer: she’s je//wish, my father insisted on giving me a ca//tholic education, but my mom always insisted on some readings and stuff, and idk what i am nowadays but neither my mom and i are religious if it makes sense, but we did study the topic in depth.)

but i am a fiction person first, though when a fiction i like is based on some historical stuff i often end up digging there.

Which led to bonkers situation in the past where, say, when i was obsessed  over d//gm was the time my mom kept watching stuff about APOCRYPHS like YEAH SURE. Then dr//agon age, turNS OUT it was when my mom was watching documentaries about templars ALL THE TIME. THEN when i got obsessed with g//bf because of Percival, it was when my mom was OBSESSED about Arthurian documentaries and i would often walk in the living to hear her go through those. And, ofc, religionwise, the fact my mom has a fascination with the Sumerians and the Arcadians, and have been studying and watching about Canaan and its culture for years, which also coincide with the time period i was deep into w///mtsb. Canaan being the place most myth around Lucifer, or as he was called, Helel Ben Shahar, originated from Canaanite religions (esp Ugarit’s), and is also the place that saw the importance of Ba’al ie Beelzebub grow before the hebraic religion took hold of it. Basically the long story short is that a lot of the mythos found in the To//rah is inspired by the myths from those regions that were lost to the time and it’s often why the deity from those regions are now the names of popular demons.  (if you’re into g///bf : ofc Lucifer and Bubs should be a telling, Sahar is Lucio as you know, Canaan was the place Lucifer lived in.)

aND LET ME BE CLEAR this is COMPLETELY accidental, i never talk to her about stuff i like (she doesn’t listen anyway), and when she ends up discussing those with me i’m already in an hyperfixation that match accidentally. idk how we have THIS as a timing OUT OF ANYTHING ELSE.

This is like. My normal life okay. Anyway it’s actually not unusual for us to discuss Canaan’s mythos when we see each other, since well we both made researches about it, let’s go. “Canaan is actually the most common discussion topic i have with my mom that isn’t tainted by personal trauma” top ten bewildering sentence but that’s my life let’s go.

Another important piece of setting, we were eating at a restaurent (my country banned the possibility to go on restaurent without a proof you’re vaccinated so we were safe just so it’s clear)

So, we were at dinner discussing Canaan on my birthday LIKE ONE DOES, and look. I at least AM prepared for my mom to go on tangente about Beelzebub. While it came out of nowhere, i am not surprised my mom started to talk about the inspiration behind Satan in the middle of the dinner.

what i didn’t expect was her suddenly going “and of course here we have Asmodé. Do you know who Asmodé is?”

me, stupid: “this is awfully familiar why do i know who Asmodé is. Well if it’s linked to Canaan his name must have become one of a demon so i must know an Asmo---”

and suddenly i froze. and i started laughing. like a fucking moron.

Meanwhile my mom “well you know Asmodé actually was the king of said country who-”

“Who opposed King Solomon yeah? yeah. yeah i know.”

“Exactly, so you know who is Asmodé.”

and then i bursted into laughing and i had to explain to my mom about the fucking dating app. I had to explain it to my mom. 

“I didn’t recognize Asmodé right away because i’m used to his english name, Asmodeus. And yeah i know him he called me this morning on my fucking app to wish me a happy birthday.”

at least it made my mom laugh as well.

I mentioned to her who were the seven brothers and i love. That when i said “and ofc Belphegor and Beelzebub”

My mom still unaware: “ oh yeah!! the two who are based on Baal! Baal Phégor and Baal-Zebub who are based on the same divinity and why those two demons were associated with the cult of Baal.”

Me still holding a laughter “yeah they’re twins in game.”

My mom: “AS THEY SHOULD BE.”

My mom NEVER listens to me talk about the fiction i like unless it’s connected to something she likes like that (bc then it means she can go “since it’s like that in your fiction DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS-” and tangente back on the legends and stuff)

Anyway so the thing is that we went deeper into this conversation, as one does, so we talked in depth, as usual, about Satan, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, L I K E O N E D O ES. 

And halfway through the mean i suddenly realized that the people on the table next to us, who i noticed were speaking english to start with though they understood french just fine, had been looking at us awkwardly for a long time. The woman especially was looking at me very weirdly.

It took me a few minutes to realize that they probably overheard us talk about demons the entire time and that i totally mentioned to my mom “so i have this dating app where i can date Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor”, a totally fucking normal conversation. That i don’t know if they understood everything we were saying bc we talk so fucking fast to start with, and also the fact i worry bc while it’s ofc you can run into religious french people, english speaking people tend to be more religious and in my experience? know much more demon names than the average french religious person. SO THIS WAS AWKARD.

SO. What the fuck do i even do with this. What the fuck do i even DO WITH ALL OF THIS.

And like i said i’m actually used about us talking about Canaan and i legit wouldn’t have connected the dots if she just talked about Beelzebub, i’m used to him, it’s Satan that destabilized me because my mom brought him up when we were talking about Seth, the Egyptian god (and the irony that Mankind is the “descendant of Seth” by the To//rah, and we were talking about how Seth (Egyptian) was associated to “Baal” and then my mom so proudly went “and then, because of that, Set, known also as Sutek => Satan” and i had to keep a sTRAIGHT FACE as if my first thought wasn’t “yes the guy i want to kiss all the time, continue.”) and then it’s  Asmodeus that made me lose my damn shit, and i’m also realizing the absolute irony that i was listening to the ob//ey me songs while coming to join my mom for dinner to start with. 

I was totally prepared about a conversation about Canaan, that’s my mom’s hyperfixation let’s say. I didn’t expect that it’d come with “sudden realization that just like those others times where our interests crossed, this is happening again over this dating app i play with”

I legit don’t know what to say more i’ve been laughing none stop since i came back home. My normal i guess.

[hiddennerdworld]

Homesick (pt 2) with Koji Koda

Note: hello! I got a comment about doing this with Koda so here we go! This is going to be more platonic tho bc Idk a lot about them and being a best friend type seems more up their alley. Sorry if this isn’t what you expected. I still hope you like it :) (also trying to use they/them pronouns for Koda)

It was finally the weekend! After a rigorous week of classes and training you finally get a break. Everyone was kind of doing their own thing. Some were still training, some slept all day, some went out (with permission ofc). Koda had worked out early that morning wanting to keep on improving their quirk. Now it was late afternoon and they were reading in their room while looking out their window at the beautiful golden sky. It was rare to have moments like this where the dorms were quiet, so they were enjoying every second of it. Suddenly they heard a weird sound. They turn around to find their pet bunny scratching at the door.

“Whoa, hey! What are you doing buddy?” They whispered to the rabbit. It made a little squeak and Koda listened. “Okay we can go check I guess since you think something is wrong and there’s not a lot of people here. I’ll follow you.” They said as they opened the door. As soon as it could manage to get out, the rabbit took off. “W-Wait for me!” Koda still struggled to yell but has definitely gotten better with their training.

They quickly caught up to the lil fluff ball who was perking their ears up. Then it just went down the hall again every so often stopping to listen more. Eventually they both ended up in the common area where they found you on the couch silently crying. The bunny just ran up to you and jumped in your lap.

“No- wait - you can’t just jump on people!” Koda panics.

You giggle and pet the fluffy bunny, “It’s okay, Koda. I love animals, especially this cutie.” You just look down and continue pay attention to the rabbit, not wanting to make eye contact with its owner.

“Oh okay Y/N. Then you can cuddle them if you want. They love attention.”

“Thanks Koda.” You look up for a quick second and give them a forced smile.

“No problem! Well umm actually they came to you specifically.” They are also trying to avoid eye contact now, not wanting to push you with bringing up the elephant in the room.

“Really?” You raise your eyebrows and give a genuine small smile to the bunny in your lap.

“Ummm yea. Funny story really. T-they told me there was someone in trouble and we had to find them, which is why he ran to you right away. He could sense you were stressed.” They slowly stopped talking shakily and looked at you to say “Y/N if there’s anything you want to talk about I’m here.” They were being entirely genuine.

You were starting to sniffle again. “Thank you so much Koda. I really appreciate it but it’s stupid anyway.”

“No way! If something is making you feel upset, it’s not stupid. I promise I won’t judge you.” They were now sitting next to you on the couch making sure to let you know they were listening.

“O-okay.” You said shakily, trying to hold back the tears that were burning in your eyes. “I just really miss home. I know we’ve only been here for 2 weeks but I was hoping this weekend I’d get to visit my family. B-but the teachers said it was too soon. I’m not sure when I’ll get to go back.”

They placed a hand on your shoulder. Something you’d never expect from Koda, but you didn’t really expect any of this from them.“Hey. That’s not stupid at all. I know exactly how you feel. My mom was my main motivation for coming to UA and now I barely get to talk to her during the day. I miss her so much too.” You looked up and could see their eyes getting watery.

“Oh no I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to upset you.” You jumped up scaring the resting rabbit.

They chuckled. “No, no it’s okay. Sometimes you just need to really feel these things in order to get through them.”

You were so surprised on how good Koda was at advice. They’ve gotten so much better at speaking their mind since the beginning of the year. It was inspiring really. All you could do was give a nod.

“It may not seem like it Y/N, but Class 1A is kind of like a family. It’s not the same as our actual families but we’ve all gotten closer than we ever expected after all the things we went through. When you feel like that piece of you is missing we’ll all be here.” They were speaking confidently while still fidgeting with their fingers.

You wiped the leftover tears from your eyes and looked towards Koda, making actual eye contact for the first time in this conversation. You both had slightly puffy red eyes but tiny smiles on your faces.

You leaned over and gave them a hug. Koda hesitated for a second but then reciprocated the hug. They wanted to be as supportive as possible. It was their goal to help people after all.

“Thank you so much Koda.” You whispered, still having some raspy ness to your voice. A weight was lifted off your shoulders and it was apparent.

“Anytime.”

. . . . . . .

The sun set and you cleaned yourself up after talking to Koda, getting ready for bed. Then suddenly you heard a knock at your door. You hear a muffled Mina on the other side “Y/N! Movie night in the common room in 10! Bring all the pillows and blankets you want!”

You squealed! Yay! You were going to get to have some quality time with friends away from your dorm. You grabbed your things after changing into PJs and headed downstairs. Once down there you found mostly everyone in front of the TV getting themselves situated and bickering over what you all were going to watch. Not even after being there for like 5 minutes you see Bakugou kick Kaminari off the couch earning a bunch of giggles from the others and complaining from Pikachu. You were trying to hide one yourself. Looking around the room trying to find a spot you see Koda. They gave you a smile and a thumbs up. You had no idea they were in on this, but now it makes so much sense. Koda really is the sweetest, you thought to yourself. You smiled back and mouthed “Thank you.” Just seeing you so content was enough for Koda to know they did something really good that day. They were even able to make a friend.

[gamerwoo]

Junhui: Oh, Positive (Part One)

Characters: Junhui x female reader

Genre/warnings: vampire/vampire hunter au, kinda angst but not really that angsty tbh, kinda crack thanks to flirty and sassy vampire!jun, lots n lots of cringey flirting

Word count: 2,163

Summary: As a vampire hunter, your job is pretty self-explanatory. But sometimes, the enemy has to become your ally, and that’s exactly what happens when you're ordered to track down Jun. To stop the coven of vampires that’re bringing up the death toll in Tokyo, you have to work with the thing you’re trained to kill -- assuming the two of you don’t kill each other in the process.

a/n: there will be more parts but i’m not sure how many which is why there isn’t a masterlist yet. this is just a lil idea i’ve had for a while sooooo it’s not really top priority so updates will probably be slow. but idk i wanted it out there (and yes i wrote this bc i love vampire!jun from that web series)

Next

“Don’t kill him, just capture him. Bring him back here when you do.”

Those stupid instructions kept repeating in your head. What was the point of capturing a vampire and not killing it? All vampires were bad. They killed humans. That’s why you existed. You were trained to kill them on sight, but now you were being told to show some sort of mercy. What sort of bullshit was that? 

But your boss gave you orders so you would follow them even if you didn’t agree with them.

It had taken a few days to figure out where to find this Jun. There were apparently a few places he hung around, so you were checking those places. It was well into 2am and most of the streets were empty. However, most vampires were known to linger in the alleyways of more crowded places, hoping to lure humans away to feed on them. So you stuck to the shadows, watching and listening carefully for any sign of--

‘Vampire.’

You froze as soon as you sensed it, knowing exactly where it was. You didn’t make it obvious you knew, but you stayed in your spot, slowly moving your head to seem like you were surveying the area. In reality, you knew it was perched on the fire escape above you, ready to pounce down on you.

But you were ready for that.

Just as it leaped down, you rolled out of the way, swiftly and smoothly pulling your knife out of its sheath. You were on your feet and running at the vampire quick enough to catch it off guard. Since you knew where it was, you had time to figure out your plan. So you tackled it to the ground, straddling it and holding your knife to its throat.

And lo and behold, it was just the vampire you were looking for. Jun looked up at you with a smirk, his eyes blood red as he eyed you up and down, licking his lips hungrily.

“Wasn’t expecting my dinner to be so quick on its feet,” he chuckled. “Shouldn’t have been so careless, I guess.”

“Shut up,” you stated boredly as you used your free hand to get the handcuffs from your belt.

“So what now?” he asked, ignoring your order. “Are you gonna kill me or whatever?”

“As much as I would like to,” you sighed as you began cuffing his hands together, “I have to take you somewhere.”

“Ooh, an adventure,” he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows as you managed to get off of him and tug him to his feet. “Just one question, sweetheart--”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Do you really expect some handcuffs to stop me?”

You rolled your eyes before looking at him, “Do you not know anything about vampire hunters?”

He shrugged, “Never been caught by one.”

“Well, those will keep you from running away. Now let’s go.”

You turned to walk away, but, of course, Jun had other ideas.

“Thanks but uh, I think going home with you after the first date is too early for me,” he said, miming tipping his hat to you. “Sorry, but this won’t work out. Please don’t contact me again. Bye!”

You knew vampires were quick. You knew Jun could easily get away and you wouldn’t catch him. You’d have to follow your instincts to find him again, but you knew he’d definitely be hiding pretty well for the rest of the night and probably for a few weeks at minimum. But you also knew how the handcuffs worked while Jun had no idea.

He was only a few feet from you when he shouted out in pain and had dropped to his knees. He was hissing as he stared at his wrists that had felt the painful shock, looking between them like he was trying to figure out a difficult math problem.

“Those’ll shock you if you’re a certain distance away from me,” you explained, “and it’s so painful that you can’t get away. So I suggest you keep up or you’re going to be in a lot of pain.”

“Look, I’m into pain, but this is too much,” Jun huffed with a small pout as you dragged him up off his knees and shoved him to walk in the direction you wanted him to. “Do I at least get a safe word?”

“Shut up,” you groaned.

“That’s a really shitty safe word.”

-

You wondered why you’d spent days trying to track down Jun when he was so obnoxious and annoying. The entire way back to headquarters was awful, containing him trying to flirt with you or make some sort of comment that walked the line between flirting and being a snarky asshole. Honestly, that seemed to be all he was capable of.

“I really wish I wasn’t told to not kill you,” you sighed halfway through.

“Well isn’t that unfortunate,” was all he replied to you with before he carried on with whatever he was saying before -- you weren’t paying attention, you’d learned very quickly to tune him out.

Once you were back at headquarters, you thought maybe Jun would shut up a little bit. You thought maybe being in a place full of top of the line vampire hunters would intimidate him into silence, but he seemed to not be fazed by anything at all. He had something to say to pretty much every person you walked past, and it got to a point where you were pretty positive every hunter in there wanted to kill him. The guy was just so annoying.

You finally reached the boss’s office. You knocked on the door three times as Jun leaned down and whispered, “Is this where I die? Because I’d like the heads up when it finally happens, y’know?”

You knew Jun definitely wouldn’t just take his death lying down. Hell, he probably had something up his sleeve to get out if he had to, he probably wanted to just see where this was going -- and you would be right about that because he figured he had nothing better to do. 

“I wish,” you mumbled as you heard your boss tell you to enter.

Opening the door and walking in, you went straight to the boss’s desk. Jun, however, decided to take his sweet ass time and look around the large room, his head tilting back as he looked all the way up at the ceiling and rolled his head around to look at the other side of the room. But being too far from you caused his cuffs to shock him, and he let out a surprised yelp.

“Are you kidding me?!” he demanded in annoyance.

You just silently snickered at him.

“I’m impressed you found him,” your boss, Jicheol noted as he stood up from his desk and observed Jun.

Hearing that familiar voice, Jun snapped his head down to look at the man behind the desk. His face spread into a smirk as he approached the desk, standing beside you.

“Ji, long time, no see,” he said casually as if they were old friends. “Been a while since you were trying to slaughter me. How’s the wife?”

“Dead,” Jicheol deadpanned.

Jun opened his mouth but nothing came out as he blinked, “Okay, not the reply I was expecting...”

“So what did I have to drag this pain in the ass here for?” you sighed, wanting to get this whole thing done and over with.

Jicheol grabbed his computer monitor with both hands and turned the screen to face you. It was an article about the death toll in Japan going up, and the worst of it seeming to stem from Tokyo. Nobody was able to figure out what it was, but the three of you knew exactly what was causing it.

“As you’re aware, _____, a powerful coven of vampires is ravaging Tokyo and spreading to the rest of Japan,” Jicheol began, looking between you and Jun. “Jun here is, unfortunately, one of the most infamous vampires in Korea for how hard he is to catch, and for how strong he is.”

“Thanks, chief,” Jun grinned.

You already hated where this was going.

“That’s why I want you to go with him to Tokyo--”

“Wait, wait, hold on,” Jun quickly interrupted. “Let’s go back to when you were just complimenting me, yeah? You ruined it with the whole ‘go to another country with this party pooper’ thing.”

Jicheol sighed, folding his hands together in front of him, “_____ is the strongest vampire hunter we have, but all the best in Japan have tried to catch this coven and have come up dead. If we want to stop them, we need the help of a strong vampire, too.”

“And why would I help vampire hunters?” Jun quizzed, raising an eyebrow. “You’ll just kill me when it’s over.”

“Maybe not...” Jicheol shrugged.

“What do you mean ‘maybe not’?” you demanded. 

“He could be useful to us if he chooses to cooperate with us for this. And if he chooses to stay with us, of course he’ll be spared his life, and we’ll provide protection, housing, and means of food.”

“We’re going to protect a vampire?” you clarified. “Jicheol--”

“Yeah, that seems counterproductive for a group of vampire hunters,” Jun agreed.

You rolled your eyes, grumbling, “Can you not interrupt me?”

“Can you get to your point faster then?” he countered.

Instead of speaking on your bickering, Jicheol sighed and continued, “It would be helpful to keep a few vampires on our side to weed out the difficult ones. Look, we could sit here all night and discuss rhymes and reasons but the faster I get the two of you to Tokyo, the faster we can fix this issue.”

“Do I get a negotiation?” Jun asked.

You snorted, glancing down at his handcuffed wrists before looking back at him, “I really don’t think you’re in a position for negotiating, bud.”

But instead, Jicheol replied with, “What kind of negotiation?”

Jun flashed a snarky grin your way before taking a step forward and clearing his throat, “I want protection for my brothers, too. That’s first and foremost.”

“How many?” Jicheol questioned, raising his eyebrows to show he was interested.

“Four.”

“Would they be willing to help?”

“...I can talk to them.”

Jicheol nodded, “Continue.”

“I want cool clothes like sweet cheeks over here,” Jun said, nodding his head toward you, “and I want a really nice umbrella so I can go outside during the day. And I want--”

“We can offer your friends protection,” Jicheol stated.

Jun nodded, stepping back, “Cool, thank you, sir.”

You looked incredulously between the two men, “So this is seriously happening?!”

“We’ll prepare the flight for tomorrow night,” Jicheol explained, essentially ignoring your comment, “so that gives Jun time to talk with his friends. _____, I would like if you accompanied him to make sure he doesn’t go anywhere.”

You wanted to tell Jicheol he was out of his goddamn mind if he thought sending you alone into five vampires was a reasonable idea, but the look on your face said it all. He simply said he knew you could handle it before carrying on.

“We’ll handle packing and such. We’ll equip you with everything you’ll need and everything that’ll help you. Please report back here tomorrow at midnight.”

“What do I do with him until tomorrow night?” you wondered.

“Take him with you,” Jicheol replied as if the answer was obvious.

You raised your eyebrows in surprise, “You-- Y-you want me to babysit a handcuffed vampire all day?”

Jicheol cocked his head, “Do you think you can’t handle it?”

“Of course I can!” you insisted immediately.

“Then what’s the issue, _____?”

You really wanted to snap at Jicheol and tell him to go fuck himself, but instead you just grumbled and turned sharply on your heels to leave. Jun giggled at your angry expression and began to follow after you.

“Goodbye, Jicheol!” he sang over his shoulder. “See ya later!”

“You two have fun,” Jicheol smirked playfully.

Jun sighed as he fell in step beside you, seeming more amused than ever now, “Oh, I’m positive we will. Isn’t that right, _____?”

You frowned, refusing to look at him, “Eat a dick.”

As the door closed behind you and the two of you walked down the hallway, Jun tisked, “I would watch your attitude around me or I just might end up eating you, sunshine.”

“I’d like to see you try, bloodsucker,” you shot back, glaring at him now. “I can kill you just as easy.”

He chuckled shaking his head as his voice dropped lower, “That’s not the kind of eating I meant.”

You cursed yourself for blushing -- and Jun definitely noticed because he was giggling about it -- and cursed Jicheol for getting you into this mess. But the sooner everything was over with, the sooner you didn’t have to deal with Junhui.

Tomorrow night really could not come faster.

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Pillars x Modern reader? Please if it alright with you

hi!! i was going to say no tbh bc my rules say only two charas max but,, i'll let it slide i guess lmao 

modern! pillars x reader!hcs: 

himejima gyoumei:

okay so like,, in a modern au i like to imagine that gyoumei would be a sculptor hehe (yes, i know, not v original).

and you a painter!! 

and like,, the two of you are secret admirers of one another 

like he would often see you at the art gallery he frequents just staring at his sculptures & just,,, looking at them w pure awe?

 which he finds so heartwarming & makes him super motivated & happy in what he does!! 

and at art auctions when he buys your paintings? you feel like fainting from happiness bc the guy you admire so much BUYS YOUR PAINTINGS?!?! 

so then one day the two of you just,, bumped into each other coincidentally while at the art gallery the two of you go to often

the two of you chat comfortably before asking for one another's numbers & discuss about a potential coffee date!! 

and so, after that & a couple more dates, the two of you became official!!

iguro obanai:

hmm i feel like snek boi would be a tattoo artist 

you a florist (FUCK i hate my unoriginal ideas) 

your shops are right beside each other's haha

you sometimes talked but it was only about small awkward things like the weather BYE

but then one day you got locked out of your shop oops

so you,, sort of stayed w/ obanai in his shop until the person you called to help came

 which he didn't mind at all btw

surprisingly, the two of you got along really well? not to mention you guys liked a lot of the same things & had similar hobbies??

 from then on the two of you were kinda Whipped™™™™™ for each other lmaoo,, you often went to each other's shops when you guys didn't have any customers/had a slow day 

so then you decided to confess and!! he accepted your feelings & said he felt the same way!! (screams) & ever since then the two of you began to date uwu

rengoku kyoujurou:

okay so kyoujurou in the kimetsu academy au is a history teacher, right? 

and you are the english teacher!! 

honestly the entire school love the two of you so much

 and they even ship the two of you super hard\ but!! the thing is? the two of you are already dating, haha~ the students just don't know that yet

so it's hella amusing when the two of you witness them trying to set the two of you up with one another 

so you and kyoujurou had a mutual agreement to just act innocent and go along w what they do (which the students totally fall for)

until one day you accidentally let it slip (whoops) 

"hi guys, sorry for being late, kyoujurou won't be here today 'cause he's sick and i had to take care of him for a bit—oops did i just spill everything?"

 from then on the entire school knew the two of you were dating (and thank god, bc now you guys could be affectionate in public lmaoooo)

tokitou muichirou:

muichirou would be like that quiet, asocial first year *wheeze*

& like...there's tons of rumors of him being rude n closed off to others that try to be friends w him

n you're like!! haha!! fuck those rumors i want to be friends w him!! (plus he's cute wink wink) 

so, you try to approach him by sitting in front of his desk during lunch, or talk to him front time to time in your close (surprise!! the two of you are in the same class) 

he ignores you tbh & even tries to push you away,,, but you're super persistent (in an annoyingly,, cute way?) 

but like one day, you're absent from class two days in a row, and he's like,, fuck?? is it my fault??? did i do something to them?? is (name) not here bc of me?? i miss (name) surprisingly a lot and idk why???

and like for the two days he feels like he's fuckin hallucinating or some shit bc he always turns his head to the direction he expects you to be, or like hears your voice even if you're not there? 

but then you came after those two days, and he immediately comes up to you and questions you as to why you were absent 

you just laugh and smile, telling him that you were sick (& tease him too) which he gets really flustered at and even blushes bc he missed you a lot bye 

so then he confesses to you, and tells you that even if it was two days, it felt like forever and he just really missed you and wanted you to be by his side?? and you found that hella cute (also bc of his blushing face) so like uh,, ever since then the two of you started to date

tomioka giyuu:

kimetsu academy au where he's the gym teacher (duh it's canon) & ur the assistant nurse of tamayo uwu

you often supervise whenever giyuu has a class bc you know how rough he can be,, so you're just there in case anything happens

 cue the students being in love w you bc you're the literal opposite of giyuu

cue the students lowkey shipping the two of you too (& the two of you are HELLA oblivious about about, too) 

you like to chat w him sometimes, even if you're the one who's doing most of the talking

despite his rough nature you actually find him really cute and like??? attractive 

and giyuu?? is naturally attracted to you too?? but then one day a student fight breaks out and while giyuu tries to stop it he ends up getting injured

so you, of course, treat him the best you can—tending to the bruises on his face & the cuts on his arms & legs,, and like your touch is so fucking good and gentle and like??? bitch is about to melt too

he ends up telling you that he likes you,, and you're shocked bc omg?? the guy i like just confessed & asked me out (btw u said yes haha)

uzui tengen:

aight so spy!au where he is sent to spy on you bc you're under suspicion working under an illegal organization (wait this counts as a modern au right? yeah anyways,,) 

he moves in to the apartment right across from you as your new "neighbor" 

he also works as the cashier at the bakery you work at too!!

 bc of that, naturally, the two of you got close

you thought he was v attractive and funny lmao,, you especially found his "flamboyant" catch phrase hella endearing too 

and tengen was like: fUCK NO I CANT FALL IN LOVE W YOU YOU'RE MY MISSION!! 

yeah right lmao bc he did end up falling in love w you. so he even asked you out (which ofc you said yes?? like bro tengen is literally the person of you're dreams) 

but he reminded himself that he still had a mission to do, so he used it the fact that the two of you were dating to his advantage to find more about you (aka snooping) 

you didn't really mind that + the fact that he asked lots of questions about you

but once he found out that you were completely clear, he was?? highkey happy and relieved, so he could date you comfortably without being paranoid lmao

kanroji mitsuri:

idol! mitsuri and manager! reader au hehe 

honestly you have been w mitsuri ever since she debuted

you watched her grow as both a singer and as a person—you saw all the sides of her personality, habits, flaws, etc; which honestly? made you fall in love w her 

however, you kept your feelings a secret bc you didn't want anybody to find out plus ruin mitsuri's reputation?

like okay you get fired but you don't want to hurt mitsuri or the years of hard work to be destroyed 

but it's so fuckin hard you know? bc she's super affectionate w you, and you're over here trying to keep your feelings in? 

so eventually you just,,, confess to her—all the feelings you had pent up just finally spill out

unexpectedly?? she says she feels the same way?? but she's been in love w you ever since she first laid eyes on you?? 

so lmao you keep your relationship a secret, even from the agency you work at lmao 

despite the hardships that you guys often face, you get through them together and the two of you couldn't be anymore happier w one another??

kochou shinobu: 

roommates au in which the two of you are college students 

shinobu a pharmacology major & you in toxicology!!

bc of you living together and even sharing some classes, the two of you spend a lot of time w each other 

you guys have plenty of study dates too haha 

and cute stuff like night outs or movies nights!!! 

honestly the more time you spend w her, the more time you?? fall in love shinobu. like. head over heels for her. 

and shinobu's like??? I FEEL REALLY NICE AND FUZZY AROUND YOU (in her brain, though) 

so the two of you end up confessing at the same time during movie night bc the movie reminded the two of you of each other a lot?? uh?? 

when the two of you realize what you said two each other, the two of you laugh it off and just? begin dating 

nothing really changes tbh!! just more affection, dates, spending time w each other, and being more intimate ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

shinazugawa sanemi:

bodyguard au :D in which sanemi is your newly appointed bodyguard and you're a millionaire that needs to be protected 

honestly he thought you'd be snobby as fuck considering that's how rich people usually are in his eyes

 but?? you're really freakin chill and cool?? not like he'd admit that aloud lmaoo

you like to tease him a lot bc he's so uptight w you, but apologize & give him ohagi (which he really fuckin loves?? Uh??)

you always try to convince him to play video games w you lmaoo esp mario kart (he declines though *eyeroll emoji*)

since he's almost always serious around you, when you find him tending to your dogs and being so soft around them you're like?? fuck?? my heart?? 

so basically the two of u dumbasses have feelings for each other but are oblivious + don't want to confess,,, like the more time you spend w one another the more you fall in love?

and he absolutely just,, loves it when you visit orphanages and help w the kids and the way you treat them is so sweet? 

yeah. he's so in love. 

but it wasn't until you ended up in a life-threatening situation that he actually confessed to you—which, as serious as the moment was, you cracked a joke and accepted his feelings.