#constant crying and so much chaos lmao

[girlwithfish]

today was sooo tiring lol

[fleetinginfinities]

first ever of these but … the bachelors and my random headcanons/quotes/song lyrics/slices of whatever that fit them 🫶 apologies it doesn’t include everyone, these guys are my favorites and I’m having trouble channeling the others lmao

Sam

- drums his fingers/knuckles on tables, his legs, any surface when he’s anxious or impatient or excited or anticipating something. which, he’s always feeling at least one of the above…so

- his fingers. that’s all

- plays footsie under the table but not in a weird way, in more of a “I literally need to be touching you at all times to ground myself to this present moment and be happy” way

- loves full body contact — huuuge tight hugs, rolling on top of you in bed, pulling you into his chest from behind

- mumbles in his sleep and tosses and turns, constantly reaching for you and pulling you close

- blushes a lot. his cheeks turn the most beautiful peachy color

- talks at the speed of light as his default setting

- speeds when he drives, speeds when he walks, just Does Everything Quickly and with much energy

- is somehow both a morning person and a night owl most of the time

- but when he’s lazy or tired, there’s never been anyone lazier or sleepier

- always answers phone calls on speaker mode

- is unaware of his strength when showing affection sometimes, like an oversized dog

- prominent arm veins. enough said.

- makes you feel so alive. present. his energy is contagious

- there’s not a soul he can’t make friends with

- would absolutely love early/mid 2000s pop punk

- blindingly sunny smile

- beautiful, soft golden hair that he wears messy and literally sticks out every direction but in the hottest way ever

- he’s like the summer solstice. an everlasting day that’s sweet and warm and full of life but also peace. Sam, in all of his chaos, is your peace

- “i’m so in love that I might stop breathing”

- doesn’t ever hold a grudge

- smells like lavender and lemon. no I won’t be taking any feedback with this one

- big fan of flowers

- like, it’s not uncommon for him to show up with a hand-picked bouquet for you he collected on the way over

- could’ve worked in a bakery instead of joja mart and would’ve been much happier. sweet cinnamon roll boy

- is actually the heartthrob of the town

- as sweet and pure as he is, he also has a rebellious side and is often trying to sneak you in his room and toe the line of authority whenever he can

- is quite adventurous and doesn’t really have an ego if he’s bad at things or much fear in general. the results are constant entertainment and occasional catastrophes.

Elliott

- “I dream about you every night now. It’s really quite beautiful”

- is actually strong and built and muscular (totally looks like a red headed Thor in my brain)

- but touches and holds you so gently that it makes you want to cry

- extremely strong jawline

- gives that aloof kind of mysteriousness and quiet confidence that is magnetizing to literally everyone

- doesn’t have a toxically masculine bone in his body

- will talk to you for hours about philosophy, literature, films, art, the meaning of life, etc etc etc

- traces his fingers on your bare skin, lost in thought

- has the most mesmerizing, starry eyes

- being around him makes you feel like you’re living in a dream. everything feels ethereal and hazy

- if Sam is the summer solstice, Elliott is like the peak of autumn, when all of the leaves are at their most colorful and bright just before they fall, and you feel like he’s both the beginning and the ending of something all at once

- as a matter of fact: “is this the end of all the endings?”

- “you showed me colors you know I can’t see with anyone else. you taught me a secret language I can’t speak with anyone else”

- loving him is the most intense, passionate experience of your life

- he would a b s o l u t e l y be the one that got away if you split up

- big fan of candles and crackling log fireplaces

- really enjoys a good row in his boat in the cool, dewy mornings and his back muscles show it

- his emotional intelligence is unmatched. you’ll never meet a more well-adjusted man

- romanticizes life in only the way a writer can

- isn’t just all depth and somber. also isn’t all pizazz and flamboyance. actually has a great sense of humor as a secret third thing

Sebastian

- despite how much he closes himself off at first, you feel an instant connection with him. you just understand him innately. and you feel like he gets you, too

- downplays how smart he really is

- genuinely loves to let everyone else shine. loves that Sam commands all the attention in the room. loves watching others praise you.

- is never competitive with anyone else and absolutely loves when the people around him win. the most supportive person ever

- really has a soft spot for animals

- incredibly intuitive. can read your mind like a book and anticipate your needs

- if he loves you, there is not another person on earth that would ever catch his attention or temptation. 1000% the most loyal boy

- “he looks up grinning like a devil”

- motorcycle rides in the city late at night when it’s raining

- sometimes doing something reckless is the only way that makes him feel alive

- in other words, he’s a closet adrenaline junkie

- can absolutely rival Elliott in terms of being the most romantic with his words sometimes — though it’s few and far between, he will never stop telling you that you’re the first person that he ever did, well, basically *anything* with and how special you are to him and how you’re his one and only

Alex

- it takes a special person to command his attention, he has always had fleeting attractions but he has never felt for anyone what he feels for you

- is absolutely a great person to go to with any problem. he has a clear and straightforward answer or solution

- is the number one person you want to be around if you just want someone genuinely uplifting to spend time with

- *always* notices physical changes and gives fantastic compliments

- is absolutely the dude who keeps his friend group together well into adulthood and middle age and beyond. he’s the one planning beach days, weekend recreational sports and activities, cooking out or tailgating on game days, inviting you for a bite to eat at the saloon if he hasn’t seen you in awhile, etc.

- genuinely loves a good romance or romcom as much as he loves the newest action movie

- fantastic with kids

- is very committed to you from the start

- will go to great lengths to maintain a happy and healthy and successful relationship. it’s the athlete determination in him

- has quite good taste in aesthetics. definitely has an opinion about fashion, home decor, etc

- has perfect teeth and a beautiful complexion in my mind

[lesbicosmos]

the giggle spoilers!!

my thoughts while watching

seeing david and catherine's names in the credits is making me cry this can't be the last time

shirley!!! kate!!!

mel!!! haven't seen classic but ahh i love that they're bringing classic characters back

OMG THE RETURN OF THE ICON TRINITY WELLS

that laugh is actually terrifying

donnas right they need to just stop and TALK

"i don't know if i can save your life this time" YOU FUCKING BETTER

oh god evil doctor puppet

damn these last two specials are taking the uncanny valley thing and running with it huh

why was donna smacking a puppet on a wall so badass

the HUG 🫶

AMY MENTION! CLARA MENTION!! BILL MENTION!!! AAAAAA

the toy maker's constant changing accent is rly unnerving

"im already running!" icon

sudden spice girls musical moment???

this is utter chaos. i love it.

this is giving the "you could be beautiful" moment with the master from the end of time

WHAT NOT ALREADY

I WASNT EXPECTING THIS YET

ALLONS-Y!! LETS GO!! THE OPPOSITE OF I DONT WANT TO GO OH MY GOD

okay what is happening

NCUTI?? TWO DOCTORS

WHAT

i love him already

LMAO I JUST NOTICED THE OUTFIT SPLIT NCUTI HAS NO TROUSERS

it's giving balloon games at a kid's bday party

the doctor hugging himself must be so therapeutic

THE GOLD TOOTH!! THE MASTER??

ADRIC, RIVER, SARAH JANE MENTIONS!! AND ROSE!! THIS IS TOO MUCH

"to come home" DO YOU HEAR ME SOBBING?? DONNA IS HIS HOME 😭😭

TWO TARDISES???

david went so scottish when he said wheelchair accessible

tardis jukebox??? umm yes!??

WAIT DOES THIS MEAN 14 AND DONNA COULD JUST GO OFF ON THEIR OWN NEW ADVENTURES??? SPINOFF WHEN

14 being part of donnas family 😭😭

david being weird with his eyebrows i love him

HIS FAVOURITE NIECE 😭😭 THE DOCTOR AND DONNA SIBLINGS CANON

"you don't have to stay forever" "we'll see"

actually crying

15S THEME 🛐

[pearlprincess02]

emma's big 6

birthday: november 25th

sun:

sagittarius sun: sagittarius suns are optimistic, bright and cheerful; they’re the best friends you could ever have. these people are in constant motion and they always seek both mental and physical stimulation in their connections. they’re curious, funny and vigorous. these individuals tend to be good at sports, and it’s very common to see them doing some spontaneous philosophical ramblings. they are adventurers and travellers; they love to travel no matter if it’s somewhere far away or close. sagittarius can start doing things and never finish them, and can also be quite cocky for being know-it-alls.

sun in 8th house: 8th house suns are usually interested in self analysis, they often seek out the darkest parts of their psyches, they have a deep desire to find the deeply buried wounds in the subconscious and heal them. this often leads them into the world of mystics and the occult. because there is a natural tendency to understand and be interested in topics that seem taboo to the public, these individuals keep a lot of who they are to themselves and have a hard time sharing themselves with the public. 

moon:

cancer moon: cancer moons are seriously the sweetest. ever. but. they can also be very crazy. they’re intensely affected by what sign the moon is in right now. this is a very good sign to have the moon in because it’s in its rulership. the thing they do best is feeling emotions, and they’re very driven by them as well. they understand that people can be emotional at times and they just understand people in general. they know that sometimes all a person needs is just a little comfort and kindness, so out of the kindness of their heart, they provide it. their emotions are very strong, and their emotional or family world may make them cry a lot. they may look calm on they outside, but they’re actually falling apart on the inside. their emotions are really jumpy, they have a lot of mood swings and think they’re feeling a certain way when in reality they’re not. they jump to conclusions easily. their mother may have been very emotional even if she was nurturing or just crazy, she had heavy emotions and the individual felt them as if they were experiencing it first hand, or they just got really good at reading their moms emotions and moods so that they could understand her and protect themselves. they may find that over time they’re learning the importance of taking care of their emotions and healing. they need to learn to just go with their emotions instead of being overwhelmed by them, and this will not be easy. but this will help their intuition develop and their emotions will actually become very powerful and instead of fearing them, they can start to work with them to get what they want. they can manifest anything to be honest. they process their emotions by taking their feelings of empathy and kindness and then turn it onto the people they care most about. they will literally smother you with affection.

moon in 4th house: a good, secure, loving family is of utmost importance to you. if your domestic life is bad, your health responds worse than most people (and it usually effects every other area of your life). my mom has this, and she has a terrible time letting her children go out into the world, as much as she claims she doesn’t (she’s also a cancer moon which. whew). she is also resentful of any independence, or anything she considers ungratefulness for her love and protection. there’s an excessive worry about our well-being, and it’s quite suffocating and emotionally manipulative to live with that.

rising/1st house:

aries rising: their ability to (at least appear) unfazed, unbothered by any chaos going on around them. very resilient. so good at putting up with people lmao.

mercury:

sagittarius mercury: a refreshing wit and a depth that can convey understanding outside of yourself. you may also be able to learn many languages with ease. the way you speak in general is notable to foreigners and attention grabbing. your sense of humor and the jokes you tell may also hit off better with people from a different cultural background.

mercury in 9th house: natives with mercury in the 9th house have very brilliant ideas! they are always on the search for knowledge, and love traveling. they might’ve even been traveling since they were younger. when they can’t travel, they will read books/articles & such to learn about different cultures, languages, religions, and philosophies. they tell stories in very entertaining and interesting ways, it gets everyone’s attention just like that. if they have an opinion, you will hear it. these individuals will want to have evidence and facts before arguing or taking a stance, so it is a great placement to have. they can also be very blunt at times, to the point where others consider it “bold.” they can also be very witty, and flirty if they really want to be. Impatience is a big keyword for these people as they dread waiting for things + people. i’ve noticed these natives can be very consistent with what they do, or say. surprisingly, they can be very wise although funny at the same time. they’ve been through a lot of experiences that provide them with knowledge and advice + wisdom to give to others. these people like learning different languages, especially in songs and can easily memorize + learn different words and phrases. they’re very spiritually in tune, and receive messages from the universe easily. they make good teachers and astrologers. this placement can make a person laugh often. they are highly adaptable to different ideas, religions, and point of views. their minds can get stuck in the clouds a lot, just because there is so much to contemplate and think about in this world that interests them. 

venus:

libra venus: thinking of your future the first days together, “i don’t wanna argue with you.”, making decisions together, lowkey co-dependent, “you’re like a dream.”, caring how others see your relationship, “let’s keep things fair”, “i wore this for you.”, monthly anniversaries.

venus in 7th house: likes to relate, feel the need to be in a commitment (marriage). they like to dedicate themselves to relationships. they can attract someone beautiful and recognizable. express love and romance. loves to make deals. they seek balance in life. wants to please their partner. it may indicate an improvement in material life after marriage. the big question of life involves partnerships, if the relationship (marriage, society) is disturbed it is affected. it has many partners and mediators. they like peace and love. seeks to make the other happy. attracts pleasure and fun.

mars:

scorpio mars: this is where the devil comes to play. with a scorpio mars person. from romantic connections, to friends, to their professional life, things for a scorpio mars are just about looking at everything through a deep/occult lens. doesn't necessarily actually devilish or dark or whatever, but just that it merely goes beyond what's simple. and what's fun is that they play it cool. but i'll tell you now - be careful not to get trapped into the wicked ways of a scorpio mars, they're good at what they do. that is - their intuitive aura towards you if they see you in a romantic way, their sex, their calm yet powerful energy, and being quite possessive. these may all seem enticing to one who likes an attractive vibe like theirs. but... it can be toxic. and that's all I'll say. besides the romantic side of things, the way these people move is the most interesting way of all the zodiac signs. they seem like they're not trying to be seen, and that could be what they aim for, but something about them and the way they move tends to make people want to get drawn in to them. it doesn't have to be in a romantic/sexual way. but even just working, or physically training, or in family/friendly territory; their energy is subtle one, but touches people. it just happens. don't ask how cause i don't know either.

mars in 8th house: you both crave and fear intimacy. on one hand, you might be hypersexual and very assertive about your wants and needs; on the other hand, you fear letting anyone close to you for fear of them ending up betraying you. paranoias about being cheated on by your partner; you might hold on too much and too tight to people, needing to learn to let go of that need to control the ones you love. fear of opening up and being vulnerable, yet you wouldn’t stand others acting like that towards you. sexually magnetic. you seek intense manifestation and answers to your many questions about the dark side of life, unresolved traumas, the workings of the universe, etc. transformation occurs when you conquer your paranoias and fear of losing control, and it’s through that manifestation that your energy runs at its highest. moving on might prove to be very difficult when you’ve learned to identify with that part of your life as a part of your character. this placement focuses a lot on acting out your self-expression, which was something you didn’t get to do when you were younger.

🎧🍒💌💄

emma' s masterlist

crd:

sun sun 2.

moon moon 2.

rising

mercury mercury 2.

venus venus 2.

mars mars 2.

[cyanichexanthine]

Tagged by @scarstarved to list 9 favourite characters (thank you for the tag 🥲💕💞🫠)

It’s under a read more bc it’s kinda a big post lmao, also not particularly ordered because my brain combusted just trying to think of 9 (ended up with 8 but why not it’s my favourite number) and a bit on why they’re there bc it was a fun revisit tbh.

Oh this is going to be a great getting to know me exercise 🥲

1. Rick Prime (Rick and Morty)

The current favourite little goblin. Could never explain why he was a fave but after unmortricken and the subtext threaded throughout s7 I think it's finally coming together especially when I think of other faves in this post (I have a bad habit with faves with seeing them for 0.5 seconds and deciding they're a fave and only later realising why as more about their character is revealed)

To avoid sharing more of my thoughts about his character (and clowning harder than I've already let slip and bc it's mostly interpretation and hc) Let's just say I think there's so much about Prime that is not fully understood yet and I can't wait to see how they address it (also pour one out for another victim of the curse of many of my faves dying in horrible brutal ways with unresolved emotional conflict)

2. Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax (Genshin impact)

Can’t explain this one too much either yet tbh. Another on sight fave. Precious little goblin who cares immensely for his family and seems to want to have friends/an adventurous life but is distanced by how he's wrapped up in conflict and chaos ever since he fell into the abyss as a child.

"You shall ever be the eye of the storm,"

"And the clashing of steel shall ever accompany you."

He has a constant desire for battle and proving himself (likely because it’s how he learned to survive/possibly because it keeps him occupied and it is a horrible cycle). He’s likely also addicted to the thrill of winning/surviving/overcoming due to this as well.

I constantly worry he's going to die. Pleasantly surprised that he hasn't so far. I want to see him develop. I want to see him peel away from the Fatui (bc he’s clearly unhappy and he dislikes a majority of the other harbingers but they’re a means of both keeping his family supported and seeking challenging battle). I want to see him do well and realise he's more than just “a weapon” to serve the tsaritsa’s purpose but the whole abyss thing is a LOT of unresolved trauma that he has never properly been addressed. And boy oh boy does he have a lot of death flags.

3. Amanda Young (Saw)

Ohhh Mandy. She's so, disaster. She has this depth of compassion and raging conflict inside her. Following John just because he gave her a hint of purpose while still regretting what she's become to some extent (secretly continuing harm/trying to kill Adam/wanting to help the fellow addict and being visibly distressed when they died etc) and making unwinnable traps as she thinks they didn’t deserve a second chance.

Likely because she harbors the fact she both doesn't feel worthy of a second chance herself and knows what this "second chance" has made her become, she doesn’t feel that purpose, doesn’t feel like she is grateful for living as John claims. The whole scene where she’s pointing the gun at Lynn and the “nobody fucking changes, it’s all bullshit, it’s all a fucking lie and I’m just a pawn in your stupid game. I don’t mean anything to you.” “So help me. Fix me. Fix me motherfucker, I’m standing right here.” Haunts me a little. Ahhh mandy 😭 I cry every time at that fucking scene.

It hurts to see her devotion to John (and he refuses to give up on her to the point of his death, he believed in her most of all, because she was the example of his ideology) while also seeing her so fundamentally disagree with his principles through her own struggles. She's just pain, pain, agony. Pain. (Another victim of the unresolved emotional conflict deaths 👏)

4. Danny “Jed Olsen” Johnson (Dead by Daylight Ghostface)

Idk why but the dbd ghostface is just so so good. Like I love the Scream movies sure but Danny is a special case. (Also I was a ghostface/stealth killer main back in my dbd days lmao) Danny's story and persona is great, from the Roseville murders, to how he writes/visualises the crimes before they happen, the way he wears certain perfumes during special kills. He’s just so interesting as a ghostface. He seems obsessed with the horror; the unexpected, the atmosphere, the anticipation, the thrill, the reverence of his stories and legacy. He seems to almost feed off of the human response, the fear and resulting chaos when people read his stories in the paper after each kill.

The local police were confounded: the murders were carried with fury akin to a crime of passion yet coldly premeditated.

The scarier the story, the more he appreciated his life. The truth of the stories made them far more potent.

He’s so in love with making a carefully constructed, terrifying story come to life. Yet he’s still impulsive and hot headed when something in his design falls apart. Ah reminds me on the days I’d write paragraphs on analysing his character based on the small background we had before the archive tome 🥰

And I will always adore how well his gameplay in dbd lines up with him as a character.

5. Gintoki Sakata (Gintama)

Listen I have such a soft spot for Gintama and by extension Gintoki himself. He acts lazy, aloof/sarcastic, unattached and a bit "not my problem, don't care, glhf with that"/selfish but he always has a good heart in the end. Often putting himself in danger to help others and going the extra mile for them when they're at the end of their rope. Notably from memory for broken families and people desperate for reconciliation/a second chance.

This anime had so many emotional beats for how silly it looks on the surface. I remember crying from emotional impact into crying from laughter in the same episode when I first watched the series. Also a lot of heartfelt moments of advice and commentary on the human condition. He’s so adorable. Parfait king.

6. Kokichi Oma (DRV3)

Here we go. Not my proudest one (was honestly a little scared to mention him because of the fandom/character perception etc but DR series was a huge part of my teen years along with RPG horrors so rip) but man does this kid mess me up. It hurts so much how he was just trying to investigate and end the killing game in his own way (trust issues so he refused to openly team up). And the way he spirals so hard in the trial after getting Gonta (who, I think he did consider a friend) killed as self defence against Miu is just 💔

The way he considered them all friends and in an attempt to end the killing game, he died slowly and painfully, while knowing they all hated him.💔 Yes his means/the way he went about it were fucked, yes I understand why people hate him. But jesus christ does understanding his motives and his emotions during the game fucking hurt. (another unresolved emotional conflict death let’s gooo)

7. Tiffany Valentine (Child's play series/chucky tv show)

Oh I love her so much. She gets two gifs bc I can’t choose. She was like the highlight of s2 especially. I love her energy, her swings, her endless obsession with/pursuit of knowing true, all consuming love; the way she will not be devoid of all humanity and loves her kids and will realise some things Chucky does are awful while still conversely doing absolutely abhorrent things herself (the Nica incident perhaps?). Will never argue with seeing more of her. I'm so glad the show delivers. (I still need to catch up on s3 though). I would honestly love a little more of her formative story, how she became Valentine.

8. Michael Myers (Halloween)

Another showing my love of horror here but this big guy is a classic. Actually what got me into horror so intensely tbh. I love his little arts and crafts. The way he'll string up a whole scene just to get the most screams and fear. The way he panics when his mask is removed. I do always wonder about him. I mean we're told he's evil in human form but I can't help but feel Loomis gave up on him. Everyone did. I don't doubt it's as basic as him being the shape of evil and that's fine but I like how ambiguous it has always been. There is no clear cut answer on why Michael is what or who he is and I love it.

Wow love the recurring themes here. I’m sure I probably forgot a few older faves too but oh well. Time to not analyse those and go sleep.

Tagging @potetosaradas @dayglomasochism @lara60 @drawmanations @zanukavat if any of you want to share your faves. 🥰

[auroracalisto]

don’t let them see you cry chapter eight, honey, it's alright | previous chapter  — the handler—the very reason for your personal slice of hell. haunting your every move… in your sleep, during the slow hours of the day. the swedish brothers—should have been strangers who show up and show you that you are more than what she told you. you are more than your mind allows you to believe. and you—the very person who will end the misery that plagues your mind. word count: 2.5k words tw: love confessions?? is that a possible trigger?? the handler shows up in this. a/n: this is a bit of a shorter chapter, BUT, i wanted to let you guys know that i am alive and i plan on continuing this when i have the time!! between working and my master's program, i've quite literally just been trying to survive outside of the constant chaos that is currently my life. thank you for all of the love and support! i appreciate it so much. i also wanted to use this chapter as a way to move things forward!! hope it makes sense LMAO title is from the song by gregory alan isakov also i had already posted this on my ao3 like... a bit over two weeks ago

Just like the weeks before, the air was tense. However, now, it was because Axel was scared of saying something to upset you. He tread around you like he was stepping on broken glass at any given point. He already fucked up this much—he didn’t want to make things worse for you or for his brothers. 

A part of him continued to berate him any time he saw you. But he almost wanted more. He wanted to be punished for the way he made you feel. Was that fair? To be punished for making you feel so alone in a world you were forcibly stranded in?

Axel was stressed. That much was obvious. Otto suggested finding a sauna somewhere, and lo and behold, there was one in downtown Dallas. Convenience wasn’t always the Swedish brothers' friend, but today, it was. 

They left you alone, Oscar promising they would be back soon enough. Otto glanced at you, giving a faint smile before they left. Axel didn’t look at you, keeping his gaze on anything but your face.

You knew he felt guilty, and when he came back, you would talk to him. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t your fault, either. If anything, every problem you ever had can be traced right back to your mother. But he needed to know. You couldn’t allow him to continue living like this—angry with himself. With the fact he was only protecting the ones he loved. 

How could you blame him for something like that?

It was simple—you couldn’t.

You knew you couldn't. Or at least, you wouldn't. 

You sighed, collapsing onto the sofa. You stretched out, hands covering your face soon after. They would be gone for a few hours. You could get some stuff done before they returned, but at the moment, you wanted to do nothing more than relax in the comfort of your silent home.

A knock came from the sauna door, quick and repetitive—an all too familiar sound. 

Axel stayed leaning against the wall, staring right at the door. Otto sat up straight, glancing towards Oscar who sat closest to the door. 

Oscar’s eyes narrowed, fists clenched by his thighs.

And in walked the Handler. The one face each of them didn’t want to see.

The one face that caused more problems than any of them ever wanted to have… The very reason Axel can’t even look at you without feeling immense guilt.

“Hello, boys,” she said, a sickly sweet smile appearing on her lips as she walked in, towel wrapped around her body and hair done up as perfectly as ever. She walked over and sat near Axel, a sigh leaving her. “Enjoying yourselves, aren’t you?”

Not one of them answered her, but they had all turned their attention to her. 

The Handler’s smile fell and her expression turned grim. It was obvious it pissed her off, even if she wouldn't say it.

“Surely, one of you will speak to me. Why the hell are you all taking forever? What is going on? It never takes you all this long for a mission," she said, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. These were her best soldiers. Could she be any more forgiving?

"The Commission has been more than lenient, but this is getting ridiculous,” she continued, crossing her arms over her covered chest.

“Don’t tell her anything,” Otto blurted, chest raising as he took in a deep breath. 

Axel’s head shot in his direction. 

Steam clung to the air like a cruel friend, making the awkwardness of it all even worse than it already was. 

“What was that?” the Handler scoffed. “Really.”

No answer.

Silence joined the steam, choking the words out of Axel’s throat. Did he have to answer her? If they kept silent, would she just leave?

“How are your daughters?” Oscar nonchalantly asked, glancing over at the Handler. His face was unreadable.

Otto’s breath caught in his throat. What was he trying to do?

“Oscar,” Axel said, jaw clenched as he watched him. “Watch it.”

Oscar went to speak, but the Handler’s scoff stopped him.

“I’m sorry?” she asked, a laugh leaving her. “What are you talking about? I only have one daughter.”

Axel growled in his brother's direction. “He is just being stupid,” he said. “Pay no mind.”

Oscar narrowed his eyes at his eldest brother. What was the worst that could happen? Surely, the Handler knew. She couldn't just forget about her daughter, no matter how insistent she was. 

“I only have one daughter,” the Handler continued, voice hard as she stood back up. “You three will complete the missions. Or else. Do not fail.” 

She looked at each of them before she turned to leave, forcibly shutting the sauna door behind her. 

She knew. She knew her daughter was there, to begin with. Oscar could tell as soon as the words left him—the way her body tensed, the way she reacted. 

Axel waited until the Handler had left the room before he lunged towards his brother, grabbing at the back of his neck. 

“What the fuck was that?”

“It’s nothing she didn’t already know!”

“Why would you say something? You’re going to get her killed!”

Oscar shoved his brother off of him, scowling. Axel’s shoulder dug into the chipped wood, his jaw clenching at the mild pain. 

“She will not die! We will be with her. You act as if I did this impulsively.”

“You did, ” Axel growled, indignation flowing through his veins. His brother was far more brazen than he or Otto, but what the hell was this? Oscar had never done anything so foolish. You were in danger, now, and it was up to them to protect you (regardless of whether or not Oscar believed so, yet).

“I didn’t, ” Oscar spat, standing up from where he sat. “ The Handler knew. She knows . But now we know that she knows.”

“You are acting like a child, ” Axel said through clenched teeth. “ If you get her killed—”

“—I won’t get her killed.”

“If you do, I will never forgive you.”

Oscar paused, sucking in a deep breath. 

Axel glared at him. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“It’s not 'nothing' ,” Axel scoffed. “ You do all this and all of a sudden, you have nothing to say? Spit it out, asshole.”

Oscar clenched his jaw. Did he make a mistake? Was he reading his brother all wrong? Was he hurting you more than he was helping you?

He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Do you love her?”

Axel sputtered, eyes wide. Was he hearing him right?

“Do I what?”

“You heard me.”

“I don’t know her well,” Axel defended himself, sitting on the edge of the wooden bench. His body was tense as if he knew where this was going.

“That’s not what I’m asking. Do you love her?”

Otto groaned and buried his face in his hands, his elbows digging into the meat of his thighs. What was Oscar getting at? This was ridiculous.

Axel didn’t say anything more, running a hand through his damp hair. 

“I will not get her killed, ” Oscar repeated. “ The Handler knew she was here. We do the missions, we keep Y/n safe. It will be fine.”

“And if it’s not?” Otto interjected, completely and undeniably dismayed. 

“We will make it okay. I will make it okay if you two won’t, ” Oscar said. “ You both act as if you don’t care for her. I see it. I see how much you care for her.”

Otto huffed through his nose, standing up. Instantly, he towered over Oscar. He said nothing, but Oscar could see right through him. He knew the truth. He pushed past his brother, leaving the heat of the sauna and heading toward the locker rooms. 

Oscar looked back at his eldest brother. 

Axel mumbled something, but it wasn’t anything he could hear. 

“What?”

He repeated himself, and when Oscar just gave him a dumbfounded look, he sighed, getting to his feet. 

“I do. I care for her. But you have only made her life harder.”

Oscar jutted his chin out defiantly, eyes narrowed. “I guess we will see.”

Axel shoved past his brother, storming off to the locker room. He was pissed, but he wouldn't allow himself to take it out on his brother. It was a mistake. Surely, Oscar meant the best. 

When Oscar and Axel left the sauna, Otto was nowhere to be seen. Little did they know, he had hurried on home to you. 

You were sitting in your living room, two of your cats that usually stayed hidden, Poppy and Steve, reveling in the love you were showering them with. 

You were expecting the triplets to be home at any time now. And when you heard the door, you instantly turned your attention to it.

Otto stood there, alone.

A look of utter frustration had taken over his normally stoic face. 

You blinked, slowly standing up. Poppy and Steve took off running at the movement, Poppy finding solace in the warmth of the knitted blanket you had placed on the side of the couch. Steve disappeared into the kitchen.

“Otto?”

Otto took his time coming in, shutting the front door behind him. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were looking anywhere but you. 

You walked up to him, frowning softly. “What’s going on? Are you alright?”

He said nothing, reaching forward and wrapping his arms around your body. He held you tightly to his chest, and you returned the hug, confusion not far behind. 

“I will protect you,” he said, a lump forming in the back of his throat.

Death never truly scared him, but when it came to his brothers, he always worried. And now, he’s realized that you have added that small list of people who would completely destroy him if you died. 

You'd be the catalyst that drove him crazy... the poison that would end his life, if you were to leave, now.

You looked up at him, gently gripping onto his shirt. “Otto?”

“Please,” Otto tilted his head to face you. He was far taller, observing as you craned your neck just to look at him. “Please promise.”

“Promise what?”

Otto paused, frowning. What could he say without it being weird? Would it make you uncomfortable? In haste to get out some sort of answer, he chose the safest option.

“You will be safe.”

You cracked a faint smile. “I should be safe. I can promise that.”

That seemed to be enough for him as he pulled you back into his body, his chin gently pressed against the top of your head. 

But he knew the truth. The Handler knew you were here—maybe she forgot and Oscar’s pestering only reminded her.

For now, he knew he and his brothers would keep you safe. Oscar, included, the stupid bastard. 

As he looked down at you, watching as you hugged him back, his heart lurched in his throat. Blood rushed to his cheeks as he realized the truth he tried to keep hidden from himself for so long. He cared for you… and he wasn’t about to let the Handler ruin that for him or his brothers. She would die by his own hand if it came down to it.

Eventually, Otto pulled away from you, a hand gently coming up and brushing a strand of hair from your face.

"Where are the others? Did you leave them behind?" you asked, a smile forming on your lips.

Otto sheepishly nodded. He had a hard time lying to you, no matter how small of a lie it may be.

"I made dinner, but I'd like to wait for them to get back. We could go sit outside? On the porch? It's nice enough," you said, taking ahold of his hand. "We could watch for them."

"You want to watch for them?"

"Why not?" you smiled, tilting your head. "It's getting dark out. Maybe we can watch the sunset."

That's one thing Otto never did. He never sat down and took things easy. He bit the inside of his cheek, giving you a small nod. 

You tugged his hand, leading him outside with a grin. But before you could sit on your porch, Oscar bombarded you with a tight hug. You nearly jumped out of your skin, eyes wide as you looked up at the man. 

Oscar was immediately grinning. "I missed your face," he teased, only pulling back when Axel grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him back. 

"What happened?" you asked, looking between the two of them. "Did you get left behind?"

Axel raised an eyebrow while Oscar only smiled.

Oscar missed how happy you could be. He could only hope you stayed this way.

He glanced back at his brother, who remained silent. Axel wasn't about to spoil your mood... but he knew he would have to, at some point. He walked past the three of you, disappearing into the house. You watched as he left, a bit disappointed, but you said nothing about it. 

Oscar placed a hand on your shoulder. "I'm going in. Need a shower."

You smiled and nodded, not stopping him. 

As he left, you and Otto remained on the porch, alone with the sky painted with yellows and oranges and pinks. 

Otto hesitated to place his hand on your shoulder, but he fought the need to. He kept his hand by his side, silence soon following. 

You let out a sigh, running your fingers against the scars on your neck before you glanced back at him. 

The Handler sat on the hotel room's red sofa, perfectly manicured hands wrapped around a champagne flute. A celebration, it was not. But she now knew what was keeping her prized assassins in the sixties far longer than she anticipated.

Her impetuous daughter.

She rolled her neck between her shoulders, a satisfying pop sounding throughout the room. 

Death would meet her daughter soon enough—perhaps even sooner if she had any say in the situation (which she did). Your blood would be on her hands, no matter what. She would make sure of it. 

The Handler downed the rest of her champagne, standing up and sitting the flute down on the mahogany coffee table. 

Danger was coming for her daughter, and fast—the very one pulling the lever was the one person who should have always protected her.

It's a shame she never once had a care in the world for anything but herself.

The Handler glanced over her shoulder, staring at the unmade bed. She had only been here for the night, but she knew she would be staying here a little longer, now. If anything, it would be to see what the hell you were doing. Or rather, what you had done to make her best employees a shell of their former past. 

next chapter

[sweetestofchaos]

Dang it, I hate the heat. Also don't mind me talking in asks is just very fun lmao.

I wish my life outside of Tumblr was happening too but everything feels like it's at a standstill so I totally feel you hating the silence. I almost had to fight my impulsive urge to leave Tumblr the other day because of how awfully silent it felt, even though it wasn't like that. I do have a few wonderful people here that I interact with, you included. It's just the writing slump that was making me sooo grumpy.

Also shite the heat absolutely sucks. We've been the same issue in our area when on the worst heatwave days, there are constant electricity outages to the point they absolutely drive you mad. I randomly started crying a few weeks back when electricity went out in the middle of the night for like 10th time in a row and I had a pretty big uni entrance test to take. Also I'm so sorry you are going through that and I am so incredibly proud of you for keeping that gorgeous smile on even through all this trouble.

Also, just so you know, I am somehow always lurking around silently lol so you can hit me up anytime, anyday. ILYSM STAY STRONG ALRIGHT? Also, shut uuuup, if I'm flying to hang out with you, the heat don't matter no nada

I completely get where every thing feels like it’s at a stand still! I’m in the same boat and when I try to get things moving it’s like ‘nope, nice try.’

Having the lils keeps me on 100 at all times, so even when I’m feeling bad I can’t really let it show too much. I’m trying to have this power issue fixed by the end of the day. But having to wait around on other people is pushing it into tomorrow it looks like.

I am extremely grateful for the handful of people that do interact with me. They are just really sweet souls that never fail to put a smile on my face. I’m working my way through my reading list since I’m taking a break from writing for the month of July. I have a lot to catch up on, so I’m excited to share the reviews.

I think so far this summer the most I’ve done is take the lils to Hershey Park and a fair which they enjoyed a lot. I hope I’ll get a job soon enough. I miss being more independent and being able to do more for my kids. But like I said, life is playing around.

I am trying my best to stay strong 💪🏽 I’m sure shit will work out once I make a few more moves 🤞🏽

I will be sure to hit you up more often! I am so bad at reaching out but ya know what they say. Communication goes both ways. And ily! You would really deal with this hellish heat for me 🥹 five gold stars for you!! There is a really cute water park type thing by my place, so we can stay cool! And I’ll make brownies or cake…or honestly whatever you want ☺️

Chill (chaos)

[hyunjinspark]

SCREAMING RN HOW DO I EVEN BEGIN TO EXPRESS MY LOVE FOR YOUR WRITING!!??! THIS CHAPTER HAD ME FUCKING SOBBING OMG LEMME BREATHE FOR A SEC SO I CAN FORM A COHERENT THOUGHT

okay first of all: yeonjun ily so fucking much i love his friendship with yn and i’m excited to hopefully see more of them in the future. yn being able to comfortably talk to him about everything, and yeonjun not discrediting her feelings i’m :((( it’s literally like the bare fucking minimum but people have been using my girl yn as their punching bag lately and i’m so glad she can turn to yeonjun without fear of her feelings being invalidated or being told she’s being annoying/selfish pls someone hug yn 🥲

if i talk too much about the ynbokkie fights i’ll cry but holy shit THE TENSION??! the entire party sequence so intense my girl just wanted to draw stars on jinnie’s cheeks and hang out with him but lix was like nope. side note, but i’m in awe of how you wrote felix in this chapter. like??? we’re all so accustomed to seeing him as sunshine personified but you did an incredible job at describing his frustrations, and you could tell these feelings had been building up for a while. super excited and also nervous for their future confrontation and i hope they’ll be able to sort it all out 🥲 i’m just dreading felix’s reaction when yn tells him she’s moving to the city

AKDJJSKSKS THE PARALLELS HOLY FUCKING SHIT I NEEDED TO PUT MY PHONE DOWN TO STOP MYSELF FROM SCREAMING BC ITS LIKE 3AM BUT HOLY SHIT?!! okay okay so i don’t remember which chapter, but yn said that she wanted a first date at the chateau. but when she tried to organise this with her ex, he bailed which caused her to blame herself for choosing a “boring” date and not taking into consideration that he didn’t like art. it makes me so sad that yn constantly thinks she’s selfish for wanting to do something she likes (god forbid she even THINKS about putting herself first for a change) but hyunjin !!!! when he was talking to chan about wanting to take yn on the EXACT same date she wanted to go on 🥹🥹 the way they’re the definition of soulmates, why would you even raise my standards this high?? my sweet boy was so worried DON’T WORRY HYUN YOU’LL HAVE THE BEST TIME ON YOUR DATE (also “friends” my ass, they’re practically married at this point. super excited to witness hyunjin.exe to malfunction when yn is all dolled up for their date 😌)

also idk how you manage to make hyunjin even more cute and adorable every single chapter istg it’s giving me unrealistic expectations and it’s honestly ridiculous how much i love him 😭😭 my sweet baby was so confused and upset when yn said he didn’t “have to” sit with her, like it was some sort of obligation instead of him genuinely enjoying her company. and then we had a kkami cameo (kkameo?) pls kkami always choosing chaos and making hyunjin’s life so difficult but i just KNOW he was the embodiment of boyfriend material when they visited the store. also the contrast between him quickly managing to finish his painting (after gaining inspiration from what i presume was him having fun with yn at the party) and then getting art block when he’s confused about his feelings/where he and yn stand ?? that’s poetry right there yn is his muse. and CHAN !!! CHAN MY BELOVED HI !!!! pls he’s so funny and chaotic; i love that hyun is basically proclaiming his love in the group chat every other day and 3racha has a fucking bet going on to see how long it takes for him to realise his feelings 💀 i love them your honour. i think that a key reason why hyunjin didn’t kiss her (despite VERYYY obviously wanting to) is because he’s seen first hand the difficulties of dating an idol and he cares too much about her to put her though the constant scrutiny of the media. but i’m super happy that ynjinnie are slowly starting to finally realise and unpick their feelings for each other. anyways this was such an incredible chapter (as always 💖💖) and i’m so sorry for rambling lmao i just have a lot of thoughts about them akdjjsksks (also can i be 🎐 anon if it’s not taken)

hi!! thank you so much for sending such a detailed review. 🥺 had a long day and finally got the time to reply to everything !

i loved reading this so much. you’re so very right, yn has been a punching bag as of late and to hear her feelings are valid is so important to her, especially from yeonjun !! he’s doing the most right now. 😫

the party sequence was intense indeed and im so happy you liked the way i wrote his character 😓 clearly he’s been feeling this stuff for a while, he just was finally able to say it.

good catch ! yn mentioned she always wanted a date to be at the chateau in the first ever chapter, but nobody she knew would ever be interested in that,,,, so hyunyn soulmates confirmed 🔮

a trait of her character definitely is feeling that she may be selfish for wanting and doing the things she wants to do, taking into account her future plans for the city 🫥

i love that you love hyun’s character, sorry he can be too perfect 😪 kkameo indeed ! but he definitely was the epitome of boyfriend material then, and he will be more so in part 10 too 😗

his conversation with chan generally is pretty important to get an insight into his character. he does not want to be in love or in a serious relationship because of the way he’s seen things around him, and things with chan’s life, so it is kind of his fear and he’s holding back despite having feelings.

don’t apologise, i loved reading this ! and sure, but what emoji is that even ?? i finally found it but what is it 😭🎐

[strawberry-cowmilk]

mc on maury

For reasons: this is a joke, everything about this is a joke please don’t take it seriously. Also I wrote this at like late at night, so this is gonna be low quality, I’m sorry.

Content warning: strong language, children, not knowing who the father is, drinking

Mc knew her behavior would backfire on her one day, but yet, she barely cared until it actually happened. Drunken by demon dick, she just kept opening her legs for all of the brothers whenever the chance was given. It was all fun and games, until she ended up having a child, not knowing which one of the brothers was the father. Mc hoped the child would look like one of the demons, so she could actually pin down who knocked her up. But sadly for Mc, her son looked exactly like her.

Everyone kept fighting, Mammon claimed he is the father because he was Mc’s ‘first,’ so according to his logic, her first child would also be his. Satan screamed at Mammon for using such dumbass logic, and declared he was the father, because he saw the little boy pick up a spoon once at two months old. “This child is obviously mine, I saw him grab that spoon, that must mean he is smart. And since I’m the only one in this family with more than three braincells, I am the father!” And this is basically how every dinner at the house of lamentation went. The more the brothers bickered, the more and more tired Mc became. She just wished her younger self thought more with her brain instead of her crotch. But one day, she discovered something that might save her from the constant arguing. Apparently, there’s a show run by a guy named Maury who tells people whether a child is theirs or not. Without hesitation, she signed up for the show. Now, everyone can find out who the baby boy’s father is, and the family war will cease to exist.

“So, Mc, from what I understand, your child has not one, not two but seven potential fathers?’ Maury said in a judgmental tone. Silence engulfed the room, until Mc let out a little ‘yes.’ At that point the audience started squealing loudly. Mc couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed and prayed her parents and other family members weren’t watching TV right now. Good thing Diavolo agreed to accompany the brothers and her to the human world for this drug trip of a journey. At least there was one supportive person in the audience. ‘Let’s bring in the candidates!’ Maury exclaimed. At that moment, the audience went even more bazonkas as all seven brothers walked into the studio. All of them took their seat almost instantly except for Asmo, who blew a kiss to the camera first while throwing it back. ‘Alright, let’s start with Mammon. Why do you believe you are the father?’ The host questioned. Mammon stood up from his chair to face the audience, as if he was a professor about to lecture his class. Satan facepalmed, and Lucifer audibly sighed, while muttering the words ‘Here we go again.’ Mammon dramatically explained his story of how he can be the father as the audience boo-ed his bullshit story. Leviathan started losing it and laughing. ‘LOLOLLOLL Mammon they think you’re even more stupid than you actually are LMFAOOO!!’ The atmosphere in the studio was getting so intense, Maury actually had to break up the chaos. 

‘Alright, let’s cut to the chase, Mammon, in the case of six-month-old Gerard, Mammon you are NOT the father.’ The two seconds of silence were quickly disrupted by the screaming audience as Mammon started running backstage while three cameramen were on his ass. The remaining six brothers cheered as their chances of being the father increased. Except for Belphie, he thought children were too much work, but he didn’t like the thought of jizz belonging to somebody other than his impregnated his precious Mc. The person enjoying the news the most was Levi. ‘LMAO Mammon got pwned LOLOL!’ You know what they say, who laughs too hard will soon be crying. Maury then proceeded to reveal Levi wasn’t the father either. The audience screamed out again as Levi too, started running backstage with cameramen following and filming him as he collapses on the couch, having a mental breakdown. Meanwhile, Diavolo in the audience started to question why he decided to come to this absolute shitshow, and started to question whether not going through with the exchange might have been able to prevent said shitshow from taking place.

‘Look at this handsome young man.’ Asmo said as he pointed to a picture of Gerard on one of the big screens. ‘He must have gotten this beauty from somebody, right? Who else could that be but me!’ he claimed theatrically, using both of his hands to point at himself. ‘You sure are confident, Asmo.’ Belphie noted, with Beel, who was basically deepthroating a hotdog next to him nodding in agreement. Bahamian hollering could be heard in the background. Mc thought it likely came from Mammon, Levi, or both of them. ‘Alright, Satan, you are not the father either.’ Maury said as he pointed to Asmo. ‘FUCK!’ Satan screeched as he ran off stage too. Except for running to where his two older brothers were, Satan just straight up left the fucking building. For some reason, a cameraman followed him too and everyone could see him enter the nearest Irish pub to drink his frustration away on tape. Back in the studio, Asmo chuckled. ‘I’m not Satan, I’m Asmodeus, check that little paper of yours again pretty please.’ Maury looked at the letter in his hand again. ‘Ah yes, Asmodeus. You’re not the father either.’ The avatar of lust’s eyes went wide before he started tearing up. ‘No, no way! This has to be a mistake!’ he cried out before running backstage too. When he arrived there, Asmo dramatically fell on top of Levi, who was still having a mental breakdown. 

That left just three. Belphie, Beel and Lucifer, one of them was the father of Mc’s son. Despite the chaos, Belphie was almost falling asleep on his chair. To keep him awake, Maury decided to reveal his results. ‘Belphegor, you are not the father.’ You know the drill, audience screams, Belphie runs backstage with the camera crew following him. But he fell asleep halfway, so he’s now lying on the floor of some random hallway, snoring louder than Mammon’s tortured screams. ‘Belphie...’ Beel frowned, feeling bad for his twin. ‘Relax, Beelzebub, you can join him because you are not the father either!’ Before running away, Beel grabbed his McDonalds takeout and rushed to his younger brother’s side. So that means Lucifer is the father right? Before Mc could open her mouth to speak, Lucifer started talking. ‘Listen, Maury, since the birth of this child, my idiot brothers haven’t given me two minutes of peace. That means my headaches have increased exponentially. So please hurry up and reveal me as the father, so they can shut their traps about this for good.’ With that Maury looked at the paper again. ‘Well, in the case of six-month-old Gerard, Lucifer, you are not the father.’ The audience went ultra crazy this time, even Diavolo was having a hard time keeping quiet. Unlike his brothers, Lucifer didn’t run. He just calmly left the studio to go to the same bar Satan was at. To his surprise, the cameraman filming his blonde brother was still there.

‘But, who is the father then?’ Mc asked in despair. ‘Not to worry, I’ve got that answer right here.’ Maury said as he opened a new letter that was just handed to him. ‘The father of Gerard is...’ everybody went silent. Mc was almost passing out, and Mammon was still crying in the background. After a pause that felt like ages, Maury finally revealed the result. ‘Diavolo!’ It was now Mc’s turn to run backstage crying with a cameraman following her. The audience’s yells were loud enough to deafen a bird, and Diavolo sat there, dumbfounded. ‘But wait, we used protection, it cannot be me.’ He reasoned with Maury. ‘What kind of protection?’ Diavolo thought for a while before answering. ‘A plastic bag we taped to my cock with medial tape.’ he explained. Everyone screamed again at that response.

Everybody learned a precious life lesson then and there. Don’t use plastic bags as a condom substitute, and stay loyal to one partner.

[pixelwisp-archive]

HQ Teams Lose Their Manager

Based on this ask! @confusedturtle​

[gn!Manager]

Feat. Aoba Johsai, and Nekoma (Was gonna do all the teams but this ended up being a little tougher than I was expecting. Maybe if there’s interest I’ll do more parts with more teams! :))

I decided to mix up the outings so it didn’t get boring! Hope that’s okay!

AOBA JOHSAI

Where you went: Haunted Attraction - it was more like a haunted mansion than a house. It was your suggestion - and the boys never say no to you, no matter how badly they want to sometimes.

What happened: The team went in groups of two - You and Kunimi took the lead, followed closely by Hanamaki and Matsukawa, then Yahaba and Kyōtani, then Iwa and Oikawa (who insisted he be behind Iwa and Kyōtani for protection, even though Kyo was all but quaking in his shoes), and taking up the rear was Kindaichi and Watari. At some point, Makki noticed you and Kunimi had just kind of...disappeared? He tried to be discreet about it, he really did, but when he whispered to Mattsun “You see Kunimi and Y/n?” one of the actors heard and started shrieking about having eaten the two of you.

How they reacted:

Makki and Mattsun are actively planning your’s and Kunimi’s funerals just to rile up Oikawa, much to Iwa’s distress. Probably reenacting Shakespearean monologues about your death while the others slowly dissolve into mass panic (thanks to Oikawa).

Iwaizumi is desperately trying to keep things under control, while also keeping an eye out for the two of you. He knows it’s likely you got lost but he has enough sense to know that surely one of the actors would break character to help you...right? He’s trying a little extra hard to keep his cool. 

Oikawa? An absolute Mess™. He is plowing through the attraction, accidentally bumping into actors left and right, shrieking at every turn while shouting for you (not Kunimi tho hfkajsdfaks) and trying (and failing) to direct Kyōtani and Iwaizumi through the house as if they were Pokémon. 

Kyōtani is a little too busy hanging on to his last shred of dignity to give you a second thought. Between trying to keep his cool and trying to get Oikawa to stop pushing him into the rooms when his heart is barely hanging in there, he is a millisecond away from an all out villain origin story. Yahaba is mildly concerned, but honestly he’s too busy cackling at Kyōtani (please yahaba let the man have a minute of peace).

Kindaichi and Watari feed off Oikawa’s chaotic energy - they didn’t know what was going on, but they heard that you and Kunimi were dead and just began blindly panicking along with their Captain. 

Where they found you: Outside, with Kunimi, having completed the attraction 20 minutes ago. You stood at the exit with ice creams and gasped when the rest of the team was escorted out by security. You guys are banned from coming back, but you can’t get too upset about it when the team rushes to you - Oikawa flinging his arms dramatically around your frame half muttering into your hair about how he thought he lost you, Iwa standing a little closer than usual, the rosiness of his cheeks and the softened gaze giving him away as he says “Glad you’re okay”, Kyōtani standing on the side opposite Iwa, his hand coming to hold the hem of your shirt to comfort him. Yahaba, Kindaichi, and Watari coming around too to talk your ear off about the chaos that just unfolded before them. You can’t help but smile as Makki and Mattsun tease Kunimi, regaling the events that had taken place and making Kunimi chuckle - certainly an achievement in it of itself.  

NEKOMA

Where you went: Indoor Trampoline Park - Coach Nekomata was getting fed up with the constant bickering between members of the team (everyone @ Lev) and Coach Naoi recommended a trip to an indoor trampoline park as a team bonding field trip. Being their manager, you were forced invited along too :)

What happened: Things were going surprisingly well - Kenma and Fukunaga found an arcade area and spent most of the time there while Yamamoto and his posse of first years (Inuoka, Shibayama, and Teshiro specifically) were causing discreet chaos on the trampolines. Kuroo and Yaku raced to the obstacle course to see who could complete it first, with Kai following after them begging them to not get the team kicked out. Lev had dragged you to the end of the obstacle course to see who would reign supreme, but he dragged you into the foam pit and in his excited state, didn’t notice when you sunk in and lost your grip on his hand. It wasn’t until Kai asked Lev about your whereabouts that it hit him that he lost you, his hands sweating as he turns to Kai with straight panic. Yaku and Kuroo tie (though each of them insists there was a clear win) and walk up just as Lev stuttered out “I-I think I lost them.”

How they reacted:

Kuroo’s mother hen senses immediately spring into action - he calls for everyone to meet up at the center to confirm that no one knew your whereabouts.

All hell breaks loose when they notice that both you and Kenma are missing from the group.

Kenma had left the arcade after some younger kids had barreled into the area shrieking like escaped zoo animals - when he decided to hide underneath the foam pit, he found you (hiding from Lev) chillin’ and decided to join you. 

Fukunaga found you guys relatively quickly, but returned back to the group and didn’t say a single word about it, he just watched the team crumple into hysteria with a pleasant smile on his face LMAO

 Kuroo is yelling at Lev, who’s drowning in a sea of guilt and is literally near tears (please someone hug our tall lanky boi). Kai is trying to get him to remember the last time he was with you, but Lev is too busy spiraling.

Yamamoto is already calling Tanaka to plan a funeral service for you - he is inconsolable and Inuoka and Shibayama are trying (see: Failing) to console him with gentle pats and “They’re probably fine, Taketora-san!”

Teshiro is trying hard to maintain his composure but everyone else’s stress is getting to him and he can’t decide if he wants to cry, go home, or both.

Kuroo is seconds away from taking over the intercom to call for a shut down when Lev bursts out with a “THEY’RE IN THE FOAM PIT” and the entire team hustles to the foam pit to save you.

Yaku is trying to make it worse because stressed Kuroo brings him a sick pleasure pls I can’t I love Yaku so much lmaooo

Yaku: “it’s been too long...they’ve definitely suffocated by now.”

Kai: “KNOCK IT OFF YAKU”

Lev sticks his arm down into the foam pit, blindly searching for either one of you.

I swear Kenma becomes a body contortionist the way he moves to avoid the dangling arm that’s jerking around in a desperate attempt to catch a hold of something human shaped

 Where they found you: The moment you hear Yamamoto say something about ordering vigil candles, you realize that you should probably let them know you’re alright. You sigh dejectedly and take Lev’s hand and he HURLS you up out of the foam pit and rocket launches you into the air. The team collectively catches you before you hit the ground and they all bear hug you, Yamamoto sobbing while still on the phone with Tanaka - Kenma shows up seconds later and Kuroo crushes the both you in a hug while simultaneously scolding you. the first years and Yaku all talk over each other trying to tell you the absolute chaos you two caused and Kenma is so bothered by the noise he disappears again causing another panic before you guys are inevitably kicked out.

[stormblessed95]

HopeKook Dynamics

I absolutely adore this dynamic and these 2! Our Golden Duo, dance line, vocal line, rap line kings! They are amazing and literally can do it all! They are one of the touchiest and cuddliest duos and they love each other so much. Jungkook is absolutely Hobi's baby and Hobi loves to baby him! And at the same time Jungkook is also Hobi's protector. Lmao I do not see anything romantic between them even a little bit. I see a very caring and loving platonic bond between the two of them that creates a safe place for them both to just be. I see chaos and love in everything they do, but not a romantic bond. These 2 might be in my top 5 duos, I don't know. They are so precious together!

Hopekook have minimal physical boundaries too. I say this for every post but it will never stop being true. It's especially true for these two who both express and recieve love often through physical touch. Legit one of our cuddliest duos! We can see their physical bond in moments where JK just wraps Jhope up in the biggest hug, or lays down on top of him, or when they share a bed for the night and the snuggles are adorable. We see it in the way JK loves snuggling into Jhopes hair or neck or snuggling into his arms because he is cozy there and because Hobi smells good and JK is sensitive to smells. The constant ass smacks. From both of them. And how they are totally unfazed every time. Just use each other like a drum, I swear. The piggyback rides JK gives him and how Hobi looks tiny on his back, normally swinging his legs around like a kid. Lol we see it in the way that if they are walking next to each other, they will often end up holding hands super sweetly. We see it in their backhugs and the way JK just uses him as a human pillow if they are sitting next to each other or just drapes himself over his Hobi hyung. We see it in the way Hobi is always dropping kisses all over JK, just whichever body part he can reach. Kissing and hugging aggressively is how Hobi shows love. Hobi's chokehold kisses. You WILL be kissed JK. Lol Jungkook IS Hobi's baby for sure. It's painfully adorable.

We see their bond in the way that Jungkook is Hobi's baby, but he is also his Hobi hyung's protector. Lmao we see it in the way that when Hobi get startled he immediately jumps practically behind Kookie. He knows where he will be safe. Lol the way he curls into JK begging him to get rid of bugs for him, or telling him to go beat Yoongi's high score on games for him after Suga teases him over it. How when they go new places Hobi always asks "you'll protect me right?" And Jungkook's response is always "Of Course, Hyung." He always jumps right up to help. That's his bestie hyung yall, his "best bro." And for Hobi, JK is his "big, heavy doll" 🥰 they love each other alot, okay? Seriously, they are just always snuggling and cuddling and touching each other whenever they get the chance!

Their emotional connection and bond is beautiful too. We see in the way that one can't see the other cry without it making them cry too. We see it in the way they constantly cheer for each other, through rehearsals or during their solo projects. Like how JK stayed home for the most part during their 2019 breaks and so did Hobi, expect for when he was in LA for CNS and so JK video called him while he was there alone so he wouldn't feel lonely and showing up to their MV sets for support when they can! The way they have so many cute little friend dates together too. Picnics, dinner dates, late night jam sessions. The way they just constantly hung out and had so much fun together during ITS no matter what what were doing makes me so soft. Similar to how they often talk about how during breaks and vacations the only members they see are each other and Jimin. How Jungkook often spent a lot of time hanging out in or sleeping in Jhope and Jimins room at the dorm as well too. It's the way they are constantly looking for ways to make the other person laugh. Their sense of humor is very similar and they goof off together endlessly. The way they joke around together is precious. Always hoping in on the joke and never letting the other person act silly alone.

We see their emotional bond in the way they are aware of and even feed off each other's emotions. Like when Hobi said "Jungkook's really happy today. I'm happy just seeing Jungkook smile." And I MELTED. We see it in the way they lean on each other like when practicing new dances or practicing how to say things in a new language. Seeing Hopekook practice French together just to nail it later on stage and smile hugely, was one of the cutest things ever. We see it in the opposite, when everyone acknowledges that if Kookie cries, Hobi will cry and if those 2 are crying, everyone is going to start crying. We see it in the way that JK told Hobi he was falling for him whenever he first saw the CNS music video because he was so amazing in it. Same, JK, SAME. Whew!

And we can't talk about their emotional bond together without all of us crying over how JK helped convince Jhope to stay in the group when he was going to leave. When J-hope decided that he maybe wasn't cut out for all this and it was too hard and he was really truly struggling and came to the hard decision to leave the group, everyone was teary and upset. Everyone was trying to make him stay, but he said he was leaving until JK came running and hugged him. That they sat there hugging and crying together and how JK didn't want him to go. Combined with Namjoon telling him and the company both how much the group needed Hobi to succeed, they convinced him to stay. But where we be if JK hadn't gotten him to stay with them?! I don't even want to consider it. The way he stayed for JK, for all of them, putting his trust and faith and love back into them. It always makes me wanna cry. And that energy is always returned. Hobi is always willing to be there for JK when he is upset, always willing to give advice to him over life and over dance. Always watching out for him and pushing him to take better care of himself too. Helping pick him up when he is down. Always there for each other 🥰

And let's not forget to mention the amount of trust and respect they share for each other as artists, allowing for them to work together in some of the most mind blowing of ways. They harmonize together in the best way, and half the time it's not planned, they just decide on the spot to do it. Like their harmonizing during the Tiny Desk performance, Hope legit asked JK right before they performed to sing it together with him and it was STUNNING??! Not to mention the way they dance together too! Incredible, amazing, powerful, stunning, how many adjectives can I use?! There isn't enough! Seriously. They are THE GOLDEN DUO. Perfect at everything individually and explosive when they perform together. Main Vocal, Lead Dancer, Sub Rapper + Main Dancer, Lead Rapper, Sub Vocal = Legendary. Legit there is nothing these 2 cannot do.

No, I don't see anything romantic here. I see a deep platonic love, a comforting presence and an attachment to someone you care for and feel safe being around and knowing that you are with someone who will have your back no matter what. Someone you can laugh with and tease and lean on and trust to catch you when you fall. Someone who you can trust all your secrets to and also bicker with and tease over all those secrets and inside jokes. Someone you can complain too and someone you can learn from. This dynamic goes both directions for them. I love it so much. There is no romance or anything that even comes close to romance that I see. There is just love, affection, comfort and closeness. It's beautiful to get to see their incredible friendship over the years. I love how J-hope claims JK as his baby 100% but is also comfortable and safe enough to know that his big maknae will protect him from anything, especially bugs. Lmao

Ending this off with the reminder again that these are all just my personal opinions. You are free to agree or disagree with any or all of it. This duo is one of my favorites. The way they care for and support each other is beautiful and I love it. They are so cute. I see no romance, but I am in love with their friendship!

Love them as much as they all love each other, okay? Precious cuddly babies, these two!! There are SO many more moments and gifs from this duo that I am in love with and could talk about, but I'll end it now. Hope you all have an amazing day or night! 💜💜

[chocochipsgirl]

Being the youngest

Thanks so much to my new beta readers! I couldn’t have done this without them.

Sleepy bois inc x reader

notes: this is for a friend which I met not-so-long ago, but already like very much, if you’re reading this, remember; you are loved! (also, anon with the request of did!reader, I’m gonna make your request, just wait a little cause I gotta make some searching) LMAO, I PUBLISH THIS ON THE WRONG BLOG

request: yes, but from discord

summary: You are the youngest sibling from the SBI family, and you couldn’t be more happy about it.

wordcount: 1017

tw: swearing, shouthing (but only a bit)

A long time ago, philza and techno were starting one of those adventures, when they heard a cry.

A baby’s cry

Naturally, Philza, being the dad he is, goes straight to the baby and carries it in his arms.

“Philza, we can’t adopt another child”

Techno was sure of his opinion, until philza turned around, the small eyes of the child connected with his own.

When he saw how the tiny hand reached out to him, barely holding his finger, he knew he couldn’t leave you there

His heart melted

Philza smirked at his eldest son's reaction, but didn’t say anything.

He let Techno carry the baby while going home.

Once home, tommy is the first they encounter

“dad? why are you back so-”

he sees the baby

“oh”

He’s really happy

“I’m not the youngest! POG!”

And then, wilbur appears

“Dad? techno? I thought you were going on another mission?”

wilbur look at the baby, and was the least impress

“guess I have another sibling”

being philza’s child

He is a chill dad, you can’t convince me otherwise

he just… learnt how to live with the constant chaos

you’re the calmest of the family, which he is glad

seriously, this family is way too chaotic

though, if anyone got hurt his chill persona would drop in an instant

Also, you being the youngest means that sometimes he would treat you like a baby

He knows his children are growing, but he can’t let go yet

he will eventually, just not yet

he isn’t scared to tell his family how much he adores them, so expect lots of love whenever you’re feeling down

He’s a great dad

but the one time you went away to prove you’re capable of taking care of yourself, he… wasn’t so chill.

the only reason he couldn’t panic was because wilbur was already panicking over you

Being techno’s younger sibling

Remember when he first saw you?

the voices went crazy

He doesn’t usually likes children, but you were *his* exception

and tommy, but let’s not talk about it

He is adamant on you NOT going on adventures

but it’s not like you don’t know how to take care of yourself, he taught you how to fight and defend yourself “just in case”

So it becomes kind of a challenge at some point

You were going to prove him wrong

so you go into your own adventure, entering a forest till late at night

except… you got lost

oopsie

So, with a torch in hand, you began to look a way home

unfortunately for you, you met lots of monsters in the way

you’re running from zombies and spiders, doging skeleton’s arrows and trying your best to not make eye contact with any enderman

but you fail to see a creeper a side of you, which send you flying towards the top of a tree

you were hurt, cried a little from the pain, but you wouldn’t give up without a fight

so, you manage to make a wood sword and come down the tree, ready to attack

except

there are no monster anymore, and there are a lot of torches everywhere

“What THE FUCK did you think you were doing?!”

that took you by surprise, you jumped in fear and turn around

well crap

there he was, in all his glory, your eldest brother. Boy, he was mad.

“seriously, what the fuck were you thinking?! you got everyone worried-sick!”

you were not gonna cry, you were not gonna cry, you were not gonna cr-

you were crying

he was still mad, but seeing you cry softened his expression

“y/n, no, don’t cry-”

you aggressively try to dry your tears to no avail, he sighs and crouches down to your height

“look, I know I’m being overprotective, I know”

you look at him expectant

“but I… I only do it cause I love you, and I care about you”

you slowly stop crying while hugging him

“let’s… let’s go home, dad is gonna be glad you’re safe”

philza obviously grounds you, but next not-so-dangerous mission techno allows you to come along

eventually, you grow up enough to go on missions on your own

and techno couldn’t be more proud

Being wilbur’s younger sibling

out of all yours brothers, he is the sweetest one

he just cares so much

and he will not hesitate to show you love

when you were little, he would play songs for you to make you sleep

then, when you grow up a little, he will try teaching you play guitar

try

you two will sing along songs all the time

he is the most protective, and the second most jealous

When you went missing, philza had to calm him down to not go straight into the forest without something to defend you and himself

if you ever got hurt, he goes absolutely apeshit

and if someone hurt you?

That’s when his most sadistic side comes to light

Being tommy’s younger sibling

remember when I said you were the most calm?

i lied

tommy is the closest to you, given the small age gap

and he brings the most chaotic side of you

you guys are the power duo

and you also hang out with tubbo and ranboo

also, pranks all the time

especially on dream

he gets so pissed, but dream knows that if he lays a single finger on you he won’t live to tell it

tommy is indeed, the most jealous one

you’re HIS little sibling

he likes both ranboo and tubbo, but if they spend too much time with you he’ll complain that  they’re being clingy

he is the clingy one

he fights with techno for not letting you go on missions to no avail

when you went away in your own mission, you alone, he couldn’t help but be worried

he knew you better, he knew you could stay alive until someone found you

but still

he cheered you up while you were grounded

he was the most hyped when they finally let you out on a mission

he just loves you too much

[dr3amofagame]

haha your snippit abt the dispenser got me thinking.

Dream gets let out of prison and he talks constantly, whatever is on his mind. And he's positive all the time. To a fault where people walk over him. And it doesn't make sense because he was tortured right???? But after an incident they find out it's because he hates the sound of silence and needs constant reminders that other people are there. Also he was punished for any negative emotions in the prison so his default is happy now,,,

hi anon !! this concept makes me SO goddamn sad ,, the idea that he Has to be happy bc anything else would mean punishment im so *punches the walls*

this ,, ficlet is honestly. pretty ooc, not really related to the ask at all, and mostly an excuse for me to cry abt c!dream and c!punz for an excessive amount of time (technically the vote on twitter was supposed to have this as c!sapnap pov, but i just wrote one for him so i went for c!punz instead. mostly bc i wanted to write him LMAO). hopefully someone enjoys it despite *gestures vaguely* all of that mess

tw: trauma, disordered eating, implied torture/abuse, blood, injuries, unhealthy coping mechanisms, emotional distress, thoughts of murder/mercy killing, mentioned animal death, dark content

In the end, it’s all rather anticlimactic, the complete opposite of Dream’s vault and the whole fiasco of adrenaline and theatrics that had made up that day. Quackity ended up having one too many drinks, bragged about the wrong thing to the wrong person - Punz doesn’t know the specifics, only knows that one thing has led to another and suddenly Sapnap was screaming at his ex-fiancé, sword pointed at his chest and tears streaming down his eyes in the middle of the Community House floor, everyone else stood around and watching. A look into Quackity’s office said everything he didn’t - the chests and chests of used and new tools, shiny and sharpened and completely rusted over with blood and everything in between. There’s been a balled up shirt in the wastebasket, completely unsalvageable from how saturated it was with blood, more red than white, and perhaps most chilling of all the calendar, marked with X after X in red pen, going back months and speaking to their utter failure to see what had been happening all but right in front of them.

With Quackity down, Sam caved not too long after, and with his input getting into the prison was no challenge at all. The only thing holding them back were bad memories and the tense, worried edge to Sam’s jaw as he led the small group of them - himself and Sapnap, actually entering the facility, Bad and Puffy waiting outside - carrying them through winding corridor after winding corridor and lava pit after lava pit, until they’d come to stand before a chasm filled with flowing lava, slowly draining before the main cell.

“I- I have to warn you,” Sam had muttered, uncharacteristically hesitant, “it looks…pretty bad,” and Punz would’ve questioned him further, but the lava had fallen far enough to reveal the topmost edge of the cell, so they let Sapnap hound the Warden for information as they directed their full attention on the cell itself and holy shit.

Nothing Sam said could’ve possibly have prepared them for the sight - it was a complete fucking bloodbath, crimson painting the walls and smeared over the floor and splattered over every visible surface like some abstract art experiment gone wrong. The stench of iron and burning flesh and viscera was awful, even over the gap marked by the still-draining lava. Punz strained his eyes; at the very back of the cell, huddled, unmoving, was a similarly bloodstained shape that must’ve been Dream. They remember the crack of Sapnap’s knuckles meeting Sam’s face and breaking his nose, remember themselves chucking a pearl and feeling along Dream’s neck desperately for a pulse - everything beyond that became a swirl of voices and panic and crying that makes their head hurt to think about, so they don’t.

Recovery is…messy. The physical side had been bad enough - pulling Dream out of the cell, barely breathing, limp in his arms and far too light, all Punz could think about was a sheep he’d found a year ago, frail and struggling to breathe, one he’d ended up killing - quick and painless - with a sword through the skull because it seemed kinder than letting it suffer. Watching Dream struggle on the bed, laid up in Bad’s mansion because none of them knew if he’d survive going any further, body resisting the potions they’d slowly forced down his throat after being so over-saturated on them, temperature spiking and heat baking into his skin like the lava from the prison had been imprinted onto his body, Punz feels the same strange mixture of pity and unease, wonders if it’d be a hell of a lot kinder if they just put him out of his fucking misery.

Still, because Dream is a stubborn bastard, against all odds, he ends up surviving - his fever breaks, the potions begin taking effect, and a few tireless, aching days later his eyes flutter open, lucid for the first time in a week. Punz isn’t even in the room when he wakes, only knows that it happens because the too-quiet room suddenly erupts in noise and activity, muffled thumps and sounds of a struggle undercutting Bad’s frantic calls for someone to help, anyone, and they run into the room to find Dream thrashing on the bed, wounds reopened and blood dripping onto the sheets, eyes wild and wide as his head whips from side to side so hard Punz is half-afraid that he’ll straight up break his neck. Somehow, worst of all, not a single scream falls from his lips, nothing but muffled whines squeezing past his mouth, clenched shut, and for a singular, awful second they wonder how long it took before he realized that screaming was useless.

Fortunately enough for them, or unfortunately, it’s not like he can tell the fucking difference anymore, the panic and strain end up with Dream passing out altogether, and they trade uneasy glances with Bad before going to clean off the worst of his wounds. If everything they’re doing feels hopeless, dressing up wounds that’ll be torn open hours later when Dream is awake enough to feel fear but not much else because he’s forgotten what it’s like to not be afraid - well, that’s for them to think and everyone else to pretend not to agree with.

Weeks pass along the same vein - Dream wakes up, panics; they try to calm him down, fails; he falls back into unconsciousness, and they move on and pretend that they’re cleaning up wounds from battle and not from someone that’s literally been tortured for months on end. People stop by, occasionally; Puffy spends more time than not inside the mansion, but hardly ever enters the door into Dream’s room, Sapnap and George drop by occasionally with potion brewing supplies that the rest of them can’t go out to get; once, he’d gone out to the front door to find a chest with an enchanted golden apple, sender nowhere in sight. He knows that the server is busy; Quackity’s admission had brought more than a few secrets to light, and from what they understand, the political fallout has been pretty damn messy. Still, he stays in the mansion, and watches.

He doesn’t exactly know why he stays. They’re not a stellar healer, not beyond what they know to dress their own wounds, and spend most of their time doing odd-and-ends tasks for Bad, who looks more tired than ever. Maybe it’s because he’s seen Dream at his worst more than the rest of them, had been there through his entire fall from grace, watched as his eyes became clouded with anger and madness and a single, desperate hope that he’d chased at the cost of his world and himself. Maybe it’s because they have no ties to the rest of the server - not to Las Nevadas, falling apart under the scrutiny of the eyes that now fall upon it, not Snowchester, caught up in the chaos, not the Badlands, half-dissolved after the fiasco of the Egg and with Sam’s actions having just come to light. Maybe it’s because above everything else, he feels guilty.

They’d thought the prison was the answer. It’d seemed too simple, back in that Vault - a perfect answer, because everyone else was perfectly happy to watch Dream die another time and some part of them had clenched painfully at the thought even thought they knew it was for the best. The prison meant that he’d be alive, if angry, and at some point when he had the time or the nerve or the guts he could go and visit, and they would talk, and Dream would be angry but with time maybe he could even understand.

They hadn’t wanted this. He can’t imagine anyone wanting this.

“Punz?” They don’t jump at the voice at their back, they don’t, but Bad still has a tiny, tight-lipped smile when they turn around anyway, eyes creased in the corners and still not as bright as they’d been before the Egg. Bad looks at him knowingly, setting a bowl of soup into his hands. “For Dream, if you can get him to eat.” He shifts a pointed gaze towards the door. “Maybe you two could talk.”

“About what?” The words come out harsher than they intend, and they take a moment to bite back the mostly self-directed anger that Bad doesn’t deserve to receive the brunt of. “I just-” he waves his hand in the air, trying to articulate the mess that is his relationship with Dream without the words to explain it. “I don’t know, man.”

“You don’t have to talk about everything,” Bad says, calm as always, eyes flicking down to the bowl of soup in his hands. “Just start with the soup.”

Punz sighs. “I’ll try.”

He enters the room in a single, fluid motion, mostly because he knows that if he were to stop at the door then he’d never actually make his way in. Dream flinches back when they enter, eyes going wide and stance going rigid, and the familiarity doesn’t make the sight any easier to bear as they wait, as always, for Dream’s eyes to clear enough for him to realize he’s in the mansion and not stuck in that same obsidian hellhole.

“I brought soup,” they say, finally, when Dream looks up. Dream’s lips twitch up in what he probably means as a smile; between the still-healing gashes on his face and the fear that flashes over his expression, still, it comes out as more of a grimace.

“Thanks.” Dream looks away. “I’ll eat it later.”

Liar, Punz thinks tiredly, moving closer to set the bowl down on the nightstand by the bed. They frown as Dream’s expression goes slack and distanced, again, eyes fixed to stare blankly at the wall once again.

“You should have some now,” he tries, careful to keep his words even. “You need the calories.”

“I’m good,” Dream says, automatic, just shy of sincere. “Thank you.”

“Dream,” they don’t quite succeed at keeping a displeased sigh from falling from their lungs, and bite back a curse at themselves when Dream pulls back with a silent flinch. It’s so goddamn hard, to talk to this version of Dream, both of them feeling around the edges of their relationship like walking on goddamn eggshells. A few months ago, he would’ve straight up called Dream out on his bullshit, get it through his thick skull that the whole ‘I’m fine and don’t need anyone’ act was stupid and completely failing to convince him. Here, they bite back another sigh, look forlornly at the bowl of the soup on the nightstand, sure to go uneaten once again, and force themselves to sound completely neutral when they speak again. “Alright. You’ll have to eat at some point, though.”

“Mmhm,” Dream hums noncommittally, once again staring at the wall. Punz stares at his hands. This is so fucking pointless.

“So,” they say after a few seconds, Bad’s words echoing in their head - they can try to make an effort to talk, sure. It’s just that Dream’s not going to cooperate. “How are you, man?”

The words come out stilted, awkward. He looks up to watch Dream’s expression, as the other man begins to gnaw on the inside of his cheek.

“I’m good,” he says, words deliberately light. “You?”

“Dream…”

“I’m fine.” Dream’s voice sharpens suddenly, breath hitching, before he shakes his head and turns his head away. “I’m fine.”

Punz looks at him incredulously. “Are you serious? Do we need to get into exactly how not-fine you are?” They wave a hand in his direction, jaw clenching when he rears back. “Do ‘fine’ people lose their minds from someone waving at them, now?”

“I-” For a second, Dream glares at him, eyes burning with a familiar, irritated fire that Punz knows all-too-well from having it directed at him a few too many times, before it suddenly dies and Dream is swinging his head back to the bedsheets, hands tightening on the cloth as he stammers. “I- What do you want?”

Punz breathes a soft sigh, regret blooming in the center of their chest. “Sorry,” he mumbles, careful to keep their gestures overly-telegraphed and away from the other man’s face. “I’m just- you’re not okay, man. No one’s expecting you to be okay after...all of that.”

“But why?”

Dream’s voice is small, nearly a sob, and Punz directs wide, alarmed eyes to where he’s hunched in over himself, knees pulled to his chest, hands staring at the sheets pulled over them. “Why?” he says, again, quieter, lip trembling slightly.

“Because you were tortured,” Punz begins, words slow as they watch Dream’s expression, trying to pull out the thoughts behind his averted eyes, “Because the cell was inhumane, and nobody deserves to be treated like that. Because you were hurt very, very badly because of what we did, and none of us are expecting you to be fine right after going through months of trauma.” He pauses. “You know that, right?”

“But I’m out,” Dream says, quiet, disbelieving, instead of answering their question. “I’m out of there. It’s over. It’s- everything’s good,” he whispers, more to himself than to them, hands curling into fists and then uncurling. “I’m- they said I would never get out. And I’m outside, and it’s not- not the cell, and I get real food, and Quackity doesn’t visit anymore,” he shakes his head, eyes squeezing shut as his breath catches in his throat. “I’m happy- I should be happy. Right?”

“Oh Dream,” the other man flinches back, breath quickening, and Punz’s hand stops short from where he’d almost let it fall onto the other’s shoulder. “You don’t have to be happy, man. Not- not after all of that. Not if you’re not ready yet.” Dream’s eyes, wide and wet, rise to look at their own, and they feel more than hear the soft, wounded noise that leaves their lips. “It’s ok to be hurt. It’s ok to be scared. No one’s blaming you, alright? No one’s gonna hurt you anymore.”

This, more than anything, seems to be the breaking point, because Dream collapses forward, hands flying up to pull at his tangled hair before Punz manages to ease them away and into his own hands, watching as he grips onto them until his knuckles go white. His breathing shudders, quiet, even his sobs muffled as to make as little noise as possible, and they murmur meaningless croons and hums as he cries into their chest.

“I wanna- I wanna be okay,” he hiccups, and Punz smooths his hair back behind their hand.

“I know,” he swallows around the lump that has risen in his own throat. “I’m sorry.”

[xiudaddyhadmelike]

Chanyeol as your boyfriend

-this is a cry for help, i am this close to turning into a chanyeol stan blog

The Beginnings:

so, so much blushing

i feel like he’d wait a little while before asking you on your first date

mainly because he’s shy but also to give himself time to make sure his feelings aren’t a phase

although he’d be pretty obvious with his feelings anyway lmao, turning away all flushed whenever you made eye contact, sneaking lots of little compliments your way

the other guys would certainly notice and make fun of him for it

After dating a while:

introduces you to toben before the rest of his family lmao

is very affectionate from the get-go, loves holding your hand or having his hand on your waist

yes, he’s your boyfriend but he’s also your best friend, and you spend as much time together as possible

he brings you to the studio whenever possible, makes you all comfy on a chair with his hoodie so he can play you guitar or show you his latest project

your first anniversary would be so romantic, maybe he’d take you back to the spot you’d had your first date or take you on a mini road trip, depending on both your schedules

loves getting you small gifts all the time: sweets, keychains, stuffed toys, anything that he sees that makes him think of you

living with chanyeol would either be really peaceful or chaotic, there’s no inbetween

okay so chaos most of the time, he is so dramatic and loud and silly

you play lots of video games together, if he loses he will fuk you HAHAA

after a long day on his schedule he’d come home so clingy and sleepy, he’d be like putty in your arms

Habits and other shit:

looooves when you wear his clothes, basically gives you his hoodies whenever he buys a new one

always calling you “baby” im passing away

okay so chanyeol loves doing his skincare with you. like have you seen his skin?? especially loves doing cute facemasks with you hehe

unfortunately i think he’d be kinda messy to live with, he’s got so much stuff everywhere and this might cause little arguments from time to time

hates arguing with you tho, he’s a big baby and would never upset you on purpose. if he ever does his face is always like  🥺 

he loves playing with your hair whenever you’re cuddling together

oh yeah cuddles, he loves to cuddle you with his legs and arms all over the place, he snuggles into your neck and strokes up and down your side

he’s just extremely good at making you feel loved

he can get a little bit possessive and if he catches anyone else looking at you he will stare them down

his kisses are juicy look at his big ol’ lips

loves when you bite his lips, will bite yours in return hehe

Dates:

doesn’t take you on loads of dates, but that’s only because you’re always spending time together anyway

not into super fancy dates, will take you to dinner but just to some small local restaurant, nothing over the top 

beach walk dates as well 

okay listen ... STARGAZING DATES

drives into the countryside with you, has a bunch of pillows and blankets in the back, his guitar, snacks, the stars, CHANYEOL i am screaming

on the topic of car dates, he’d take you to drive-in cinemas

imagine kisses in his car while the movie plays in the background omg

Sex:

im gonna have a ✨ heart attack ✨

he’s fairly dom, unsurprisingly

high sex drive, boy can’t keep his hands off of you

he really likes rough sex, loves doggy so he can grab your hips or pull your hair

slaps your butt with his huge hands

loves to overstimulate you, puts his long tongue and fingers to work

loves eating you out

oral in general honestly, definitely wants bjs all the time so get slurping

enjoys quickies

especially in the mornings when you have time off together

don’t worry though, he’ll always make sure you finish

multiple times :)

even though he’s pretty rough he’s definitely goofy as well

unless you’d made him jealous or something, he’d rarely be super serious during

lots of giggling, LOTS of  talking

always asking if you’re okay, if you’re comfortable, if you feel good

loves having you ride him, gives him the opportunity to grab your hips and pound up into you

likes hickeys and scratches, both giving and receiving

his moans would be god-like, super deep

between dirty talk and constant groans, he’s pretty loud during sex which is fantastic to me

So in summary, a relationship with Chanyeol would be so much fun. He’s definitely a best-friend type of boyfriend, you spend so much time together whether it’s playing video games, in the studio or running errands. Being a creative, multi-talented king he’ll always keep you entertained and proud of whatever his next project is. But no one’s more proud than he is of having you as his s/o, he shows you off at any opportunity he gets. 

I don’t own the gifs, credit to the respective owners 

[we-took-a-chonce]

Okay so I just realised it’s 4:40am ... (I’m nowhere near finished and it’s 5:50am)

Anyway. So I’ve got some of my favourites here for anyone who decided to come and join me :P these are in no particular order by the way :,)

A Pair of Idiots in Love

Words: 71,190 Works:7

Series summary: a bunch of really really cute (and slightly smutty) shorts about Harry and Louis and them living life to the fullest... in lockdown.

Note: I absolutely love this series, I think I’ve read it fifteen times over and it never gets boring. The balance of fluff and smut is so just *cheffs kiss*. I’m yet to read the seventh short actually, but I can’t wait to do so. I’d definitely recommend it to anyone who loves fluff (and smut) as much as me :)

Tags: I mean it’s a series so there are so many tags, I feel really bad for not putting them on here but it takes me ages. Anyway. There’s a lot of smut and a lot of fluff, some jealousy, petty fighting and just like tooth-rotting amounts of fluff but I’ve already said that :)

https://archiveofourown.org/series/2056104

Your mess is mine

Words:176723 Chapters:20/20

Summary: Louis is the father to the most brilliant little boy in the world who is all Louis really needs, or at least that's what he tells himself. Harry is a gorgeous boybander fresh off a two year break and a massive scandal that's left him a little broken and more than ready to move on. They fall in love.

Note: THIS NGKSKWKRKW SORRY MY GAY IS SHOWING BUT I CANT. I have a thing for single dad fics idk but it was just so p e r f e c t. You know? And like- ugh just- I’m gonna go read it again. ALSO NOAH IS THE CUTEST THING EVER PLEASE.

On a serious note however, I was really hesitant to read this at first. I hate angsty fics and scandals just scream sadness but honestly? You’d be slightly stupid not to read it. I loved it so much and god the angst is so little you barely even notice it!! Really would recommend to literally anyone.

Tags: Kid Fic, Famous Harry, Ordinary Louis, Fluff and Angst, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Past Drug Use, Single Dad, Louis Falling In Love, Non-Famous Louis, Friends to Lovers, Journalist Louis, Family Fluff, Pet Names, an abundance of pet names

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3426800/chapters/7508540

Through Eerie Chaos

Words:102,104 Chapters:5/5

Summary: The Ghost Hunter AU where Niall lives to prove ghosts are real, Zayn is a skeptical librarian and Harry gets caught up in a century-old mystery and catches feeling in the process.

Note: WHEN I TELL YOU THERE WERE TEARS.

God this fic- I sobbed through most of it I’m not going to lie. I am telling you all it was so worth it because the ending had me crying happy tears but g o d UGH I REALLY CANT IT IS SO GOOD

Tags: Alternate Universe-Ghost Hunters, Ghost Hunters Alternate Universe, Fantasy Alternate Universe, Historical Alternate Universe, 1920s Aristocracy, Haunted Houses, Haunted Manor, Supernatural Elements, Supernatural Investigation, Historical Inaccuracy, Typical Homophobia, Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, liam Ghost, Aristocrat Louis Tomlinson, Photographer Harry Styles, Ghost Hunter Niall Horan, Librarian Zayn Malik

https://archiveofourown.org/works/10875072/chapters/24160332 - JUST QUICKLY!! IM SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE BUT YOU NEED AN AO3 ACCOUNT :(- if anyone can’t get one I’ll be happy to help sort something out!!

knock knock, i love you

Words: 86,066 Chapters: 4/4

Summary: Harry and Louis get kicked out of a statistics exam for passing a knock knock joke note, and subsequently fall in love. Harry's a virgin, there's a cat, a hot cocoa date, a lot of sex, even more knock knock jokes, and everything is lovely and happy.

Notes: I think we’re getting a theme here but this fic was so absolutely unbelievably fluffy I cried from a sweetness overload more than once. It is quite literally a vanilla fic at its finest and I am honest to god in love with it. Anyone who likes a lot of smut would love this and there was nothing overly kinky in there so yeah :,D

Tags: fluff, Alternate Universe aCollege/University, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, First Time, Rimming, Dirty Talk, Banter, Knock-Knock Jokes, No Angst, Virgin Harry, Bottom Harry, Hot Cocoa, Date, Spooning, Come play, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Halloween, a cat named Sushi, Masturbation, Flirting

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8342227/chapters/19110898

driving instructor fic

Words: 104,935 works: 2

Summary: the AU where Louis is a 25-year-old driving instructor and Harry is a 17-year-old virgin who's really awful at seduction, except for the time he gets Louis to fall for him and fuck him senseless and take him on kinky adventures.

Note: THIS WAS SOME KINKY SHIT AND I HAD TO STEAL EVERYONES HOLY WATER TO MAKE MYSELF FEEL BETTER. I admittedly didn’t read the second part because I’m not really one for threesomes, not really my thing lmao but THE FIRST PART... I was on the edge of my bed for the entire thing because of the constant t e n s i o n. It was just amazingly written and I fell in love with it :]

Tags: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, side Zayn/Perrie, side Niall/BARBARA PALVIN YES, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Perrie Edwards, 17!Harry/25!Louis, age gap, dom!Louis/sub!Harry, Daddy Kink, Virgin Kink, Bondage, breath play, Exhibitionism, collaring, Sex Toys, Barebacking, Overstimulation Orgasm Denial, Subspace, Kink ,Negotiation, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Possessiveness, Facials Marking

P.s. reading over the tags now.. fookin hell I don’t remember it being that bad gnjejejq I swear (this is what I get for not reading the tags lmao)

https://archiveofourown.org/series/86149

Crave

Words: 90,765 Chapters:11/11

Summary: All eyes are on Louis Tomlinson to bring new talent to save Hanover Records from the mess the previous executive left behind. His newest artist, Harry Styles, is charismatic and everything Louis needs to revive the label. It’s up to Louis and his team to make Harry the star he was born to be. When Harry and Louis come face to face, it isn’t the first time they’ve met, and their worlds are about to be turned upside down.

Note: so I often get this mixed up with another on this list (walk on the ocean) but I think that’s just because of how they first meet? Maybe.. I’m not sure. But anyway. What I’m trying to say is that these two are probably my favourite two which is absolutely bonkers considering the slight angst in both of them (if y’all hadn’t already picked up, I hate angsty fics) but g o d it’s so g o o d. And like- UGH THE ENDING NFKSKRJRW

Tags: Strangers, BDSMDom/sub, Bondage, CEO Louis, Musician Harry, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Sexual Tension, mentions of Simon Cowell, Daddy Kink, Sub Harry, Dom Louis, Kink Negotiation, Friends With Benefits, Nipple Play, Nipple Clamps, Sexting, Phone Sex, Cock Rings, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Sex, Face-Fucking, Spanking, Riding, Top Louis, Top Harry, Bottom Harry, Bottom Louis, Multiple Orgasms, Begging, Handcuffs, Panties, Collars, Barebacking, Butt Plugs, Anal Fingering, Biting, Painplay, Aftercare, Subspace, Subdrop, Hair-pulling, Light Angst, Switching, Rope Bondage, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Sex Club, Kink Discovery, Kink Exploration, Dirty Talk, Happy Ending, Blindfolds, Teasing, Feathers & Featherplay, Spreader Bars, Coming Untouched ... so I didn’t realise the stuff I read was this bad h a

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12951438/chapters/29604861

walk on the ocean

Words:26,099 Chapters:5/5

Summary: Harry is an on the rise rock star. Louis is as far from the music scene as a famous producer's son can get. They meet and everything changes.

Note: again, I was really hesitant to read this one, I feel the summary doesn’t do it justice. The fic itself left me gobsmacked for the rest of the day, it was just written so well, it’s hard not to like [love]. It’s nowhere near as kinky as “crave” but it has its moments. I think that the angst got me a bit, but I didn’t shed too many tears and all in all it was just such a good read.

Tags: Surfer!Louis, Singer Harry, Louis has daddy issues, Minor Character Death, a wee bit of angst, Smut, Bottom Louis, Top Harry, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, the ocean

I also love this person right now because there aren’t that many tags :,,)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7969168/chapters/18228733

Bite My Lip and Close My Eyes (Take Me Away to Paradise)

Words:3,937 Chapters:1/1

Summary: Or the one where Harry goes on the date from hell only to return home to find he’s not alone in his desire to wank over his room mate

Note: now it wouldn’t be a favourite list without the one very e x t r e m e l y shameful wank fic in there. Honestly there’s not much to say. It’s written really well and that’s that :). Not really because it’s kinky asf and I’m dying

Tags: Friends to Lovers, Roommates, 19 years old Harry, 21 years old Louis, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism

We’re What’s Right In This World

Words: 48,809 Chapters: 16/16

Summary: Or the World War II AU where Harry goes off to fight and all Louis wants to do is be the boy who brings him home.

Note: I DIDNT WANT TO READ THIS. THEN I DID. I CRIED A LOT. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. I CRIED A LOT MORE. IT WAS SAD. IT WAS EVEN MORE SAD. THEN IT STARTED GETTING BETTER. THEN IT WASNT BETTER AND IT WAS SAD AGAIN. But it’s fine because the ending was so prefect it fixed my heart to a point of which I watched all of my sad Larry tiktoks without crying once :) (or maybe it broke me.. I’m not sure)

Tags: World War II, Alternate Universe - Historical, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Blind Louis, Soldier Harry, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Period-Typical Homophobia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12211689/chapters/27734604

Okay I’m going to leave it there for now. It’s just gone six in the morning and I’m yet to go to sleep. My asks are always open and I’d love a chat if anyone wants one!! Remember to treat people with kindness. xx

[danhoemei]

Hi....can I ask, MDZS questions: 5, 8, 9, and 12 ...And can I ask (if it's not too much bother), also no. 5, 8, 9, 13 (but it's for TGCF)? Thanks alot.....

Of course! Always happy to get asks 💚

MDZS (spoilers)

5. Moment you fell in love with the series?

Honestly hard to say, my love grew gradually as I went further in the chapters, firstly with the prologue’s foreshadowing of the grand events and tragic past but at the same time knowing that the main character is not gone (because I’m not that keen on true tragedies). Then, I got hooked already in the Mo household arc when wwx showed incredible wit and was constantly several steps ahead of everyone, playing them by their noses, I love puzzles and detective stories so the promise of a plot filled with mysteries excited me. But I think the strongest thing that truly and completely grabbed me by the heart and mercilessly threw me into the “obsessed” bag was the first interactions between wwx and lwj. The clear fondness and care of lwj made me CRAVE for their backstory, I wanted to understand what he was going through and what lead them both to their current place. I wanted to know all of that but also watch wwx realise lwj’s feelings, because I’m very into slow burn and oblivious pining lmao, so this instantly checked my most beloved tropes like it was nothing.

8. Scenes that made you cry?

It’s been a while so I may not remember all, but first and foremost - yi city. Specifically the finale of the flashbacks, when sl was killed then xxc’s soul shredded and a qing murdered by xy. That was the first instance I wept for this novel, and I think it was the second time I cried that year at all. I rarely cry, so I think the only other time (just teary tho) was during the flashback when jc and lwj finally found wwx who was torturing wen chao. Them confronting their broken brother and beloved, whose heart clearly withered after too much pain, the helplessness and despair, the regret... Me watching this character, who I grew fond of and genuinely craved happiness of, driven to madness after months of unimaginable hell was already painful enough, but watching all that from the perspective of his loved ones? Overkill.

That was during the first time I read mdzs, which was over 2 years ago. Idk if I got more emotional or what but when I recently reread the ending I teared up at jc’s unspoken feelings and regrets. And when I started watching cql not long ago I was moved by the scene of wangxian’s first meeting after the reincarnation 😭 idk if it was wuji or sth but a small sob-like sound escaped my mouth then I keysmashed to my friend not a second later lmao. That scene is just so beautiful and emotional when you have the whole picture and know what’s going on in their insides.... 😭

9. Scenes that made you laugh?

Lmaooo it’d prolly be easier to say which didn’t make me laugh. Mxtx’s humor hits just the right spots for me, so I think there aren’t many chapters which didn’t make me laugh. Most of these laughs are probably situational humor, like literally just a sentence of a cheeky summary or a thought etc. But if it’s about the whole scenes, let me think. Some with Apple The Stubborn Donkey, some at Mo household (like the first cheeky interaction between wwx and the servants in mxy’s room), every single scene of drunk lwj™ lmfao, a lot of scenes during the gusu studying period (wwx’s constant teasing of lwj, the wwx-jc-nhs trio shenanigans, wwx vs lq like during lectures etc.). Idk there are just so many I could go on and on, this novel is hilarious.

12. You can give a happy ending to Jian Cheng, Song Lan or Lan Xichen, who do you choose? (edit: I forgot this one xd)

I feared this question the most lmfaoooooooooo. As hard as it is.... I think song lan. I’m very sad for lan xichen and I love jc but both of them, even tho they lost a lot, still have people who love them and care for them and I believe with time they would be fine. Song lan? Damn he suffered so terribly much and he ended up as a walking corpse with his only reason to go on being the hope that the shredded soul of xxc mends in many years. How tragic is that. So yeah, if I could choose one of them then it’d be song lan, poor guy 😭

TGCF (spoilers)

5. Moment you fell in love with the series?

I think it was the ghost bridegroom arc. At that point there was some exposition already (even though still mostly confusing), and I already grew much fond of xie lian and his two ‘helpers’, bad at disguises and jarringly obvious but in a heartwarming way, generally all the characters which appeared even if just side-characters felt very real and that impressed me. Then the whole investigation and solving a mystery with elements of horror started happening which is just *chef’s kiss* exactly up my alley. But what finally put a leash on me and tied me to this novel in the most final way was san lang’s appearance and the interactions between him and xl 🥺 He fascinated me, and I loved his cheeky, eyes-only-for-mc, smart and teasing vibe, exactly my Type xd If I were to pick a specific scene then it was their meeting on the cart after which I remember I stopped putting this book down unless forced to. I am very much fond of this scene to this day.

8. Scenes that made you cry?

BOOK 4. Just. Book 4, you cursed little- Uhhh I think I cried at least 2 times there but at this point my memory of those events melted into a fest of pain and regrets, so I can’t state them clearly xd Possibly ruoye’s creation :’) and wu ming’s sacrifice :’’) and hc’s awakening at the shrine :’’’’’’’’) if you know what I mean. And maybe somewhere else too but idk anymore, it’s just all PAIN

The other instances were the tragic culmination of the venerable of empty words arc :’’) And this scene at the finale when hc gave all his energy to xl :’)

Damn this novel really squeezed my tears out huh

9. Scenes that made you laugh?

Similar to mdzs, this book is a mine of humor for me. Starting with xl’s ascension and all the shenanigans in heaven, mq and fx being themselves, hc’s cheeky comments towards these two like during banyue’s arc when they tried to test him, pei ming my hilarious beloved every scene with him is golden, quan yizhen being adorably derpy and yin yu running away from him and thwacking him with the shovel lmao, the ghost city in general, banyue & pei su cooking at mount tonglu arc. Gods, I love mxtx’s humor and the balance between laughs and pure agony. Incredible.

13. Headcanons?

Hmmm hx checking in on sqx and indirectly helping him out, and sqx slowly healing from his trauma. I like to imagine whether it’d be possible for sqx to ascend again, even tho I remember from the book that it sounded pretty much impossible. But with the heaven being in such a messy state and slowly rebuilt anew, with the need for new gods to fill in the spaces, and with how much sqx helped during the final fight, maaaaybe heaven would grant him this honour with time, make some exception for his crippled cultivation etc. Maybe he would spend some more years helping people as he did, his legend continued spreading, especially after people realised during finale that he was a god, so the story about this fallen god who now helps people in need makes him gather more and more followers until he ascends as the god of beggars, the sick, and the poor. I wonder if by that point he would consider himself worthy of that place and accept it, but if not then I think xl could persuade him that he can help more as a god than mortal. And so, he continues to grow and heal. Anyway, I haven’t thought this through too much, so just throwing random self-indulgent thoughts

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