#my poor baby didn’t deserve this. his first heart break

[mysticdragoni]

Something bad is about to happen to me

[darkbluekies]

How would the yanderes react to a accidental kiss, lets say the darling goes to kiss the yanderes cheek only for the yandere to turn their head thinking the darling is gonna tell them something and then it happens accidental kiss.

The poor darling is covering their mouth all flushed and shocked and just says "That was my first kiss." While making direct eye contact with the yandere

Warnings: slight nsfw indication

Silas:

You’re leaning over while he’s working by his desk. Thinking that you want his attention, he turns his head to you, only to be met by your soft lips bumping into his. His entire body freezes as he tries to process what’s happening. He can feel his brain melting. You quickly tell him in embarrassment that it was your first kiss. Silas breaks out into a smile, how can he be so lucky?

“Oh, it was? I’m honored, but pretty thing, you shouldn’t tempt me. I want to do a whole lot more than just kiss you … be careful from now on before you regret it.”

Dr Kry:

You often lean over to look at what he’s doing on his desk when he’s not talking to you and this time, you want to give him a kiss on the cheek, but he turns his head to look at you. Feeling your lips against his makes his entire spine shiver and turn to jelly. His head starts to spin and for a second he wonders if he’s made any sounds. He hopes he hasn’t. You tell him that it was your first kiss with wide eyes. Dr Kry would smile with red cheeks. 

“You’re very cute, Y/N. Don’t worry about it. I didn’t take offense to it. Can … can you do it again?”

King Edmund:

The two of you are sitting in the balcony at the royal theater, in your special assigned seats to get the best view. You’ve been leaning over to whisper to Edmund multiple times throughout the show and decide to kiss his cheek once, as a silent ‘thank you’ for bringing you here. He thinks you’re going to ask who the main character is again, so he turns his head. His brain breaks once he feels your soft lips against his. You shriek and pull back with your hand over your mouth, explaining that you didn’t mean to do that and that it was your first kiss. Edmund smiles cockily and takes your hand. 

“I wouldn’t expect any less, my dear. After all … you’re my sweet little queen. Now kiss me again, show everyone in this theater that you’re mine.”

Jerry:

She doesn’t know why she turns her head to you when you lean in, but she doesn’t regret it at all. Your lips against hers feel like heaven — something she doesn’t deserve … and that’s why she loves it. You’re forbidden for her. You quickly stutter that it was your first kiss and Jerry smiles, thinking of all the ways she can corrupt you in and bring you down into her harsh and cold world. 

“Oh, don’t worry about it, baby, it won’t be your last one. I’ll have you begging for me sooner or later.”

Hedwig:

You lean over to give her soft cheek a kiss in the back of the classroom. She thinks that you’re going to ask her for help again and finds herself kissing you. She blinks in disbelief and you apologize in embarrassment, explaining that it was your first kiss and that you didn’t mean for that to happen. A deep shade of red takes over Hedwig’s face and she covers her wide smile with her hand. Her heart is hammering in her chest. 

“D-Don’t worry about it! I-I liked it! Please do it again, I-I need it. Please. I’ll die otherwise.”

[hatelangdon]

I got you, baby.

Pt 1 / 1094 words.

(Franken!Kyle x Witch!Reader)

Angst, Hurt/ No comfort turns into Fluff and Hurt/comfort

(🚨Warnings: ABUSIVE language from a partner, physical ABUSE from a partner, crying, verbal stutters, anxiety attack? Maybe?🚨)

Summary: Zoe left, it was all too much for her. Kyle has made himself physically ill from the heartbreak he feels, and Madison isn't necessarily the best caregiver and someone needs to show him some kindness.

(A/N: I love my sweet angel baby, he deserves only the best. IM SO SORRY IF THIS BREAKS YOUR HEART IT BROKE MINE WRITING IT Also, this is not proofread i'm sorry but Kim, there's people that are dying.)

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It had been a week since Zoe's departure from the coven, it was all too much. Taking care of Kyle, Madison's constant harassment, and the pressures of training her powers had drowned her spirit. She had managed to make it out of Kyle's grip in the middle of the night and sneak out.

The only thing that she left was a goodbye note telling Kyle that she loved him but ultimately she chose herself. 

Nights were always the hardest you could hear Kyle crying throughout the walls of the mansion.

 Zoe had basically left him high and dry and in the hands of Madison, who’s attempts to comfort him weren't the greatest. Her patience was thin and if Kyle wasn't calming down fast enough for her she would often become very cruel towards him.

The other girls tried to help him stay sane during the day, Queenie would often read to him, and misty would play Fleetwood Mac and invite him to dance, in attempts to lift his spirits.

You wanted to do more but you had only joined the coven about a month ago so you didn't really know Kyle well enough to extend more than a passing smile if he was near. 

It would work for the most part, he felt better as long as he was distracted.

But once nighttime rolled around and he had no Zoe to hold onto that's when everything would change. It had gotten so bad that Cordelia often had to create botanic concoctions from the greenhouse and have him drink it as a sedative so the poor baby could get some sleep, instead of keeping himself awake from sobbing from heartache. 

It was Wednesday, 8 PM that's usually when the trouble started

“Zoe…Zoe...” you could hear Kyle sobbing but his voice was more hoarse than usual

“she's not here you idiot! I keep telling you this! she left you, she didn't want you, she doesn’t love you like I do!,” Madison barked back

which only made Kyles cries louder, he hated when she spoke to him like that.

“I am so sick of this!”

There was suddenly a loud thump on the wall and you heard Kyle scream which caused you to get out of bed and see what was going on.

Madison had thrown him back onto the wall where she was repeatedly kicking him and yelling.

” I'M THE ONLY ONE LEFT WHO CARES ABOUT YOU! STOP CALLING FOR HER, SHE'S NOT COMING BACK YOU ONLY HAVE ME!”

It's only made Kyle cry harder as he shielded his face from her relentless attacks, he was much stronger than her and more than capable of throwing her across the room if he wanted, but he couldn't seem to get up.

“Kyle sorry! Kyle Sorry!” He choked out repeatedly but Madison was not letting up.

She suddenly stopped, stooping down and grabbing his face making him look up at her.

“you wonder why Zoe left," she scoffed "look at how needy and ungrateful you are, I'm trying to help you and all you can think about is her.”

Your heart broke at the sight, and without even thinking you had thrown Madison across the room with a flick of your wrist. You didn’t even know you had the power, but it came to you with ease in that moment. You marched over to Madison where you had thrown her, even though Kyle was in distress you needed to set her straight first and give him time.

“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?” She sat up to look at you, rubbing her head

“have you lost yours?” Your tone was so calm it was almost sinister, you stare down at her your eyes piercing she suddenly started to cough it felt like someone was gripping her throat, you were doing it, with your mind. “Now, Madison I'm going to keep this very short and simple for you,” you tilted your head

“you can choose to leave the house or I can crush your windpipe, and have you die a second time." You smiled "hold up your fingers, option one or two?”

Madison, lips blue held up her index finger and you released your grip from her neck.

“I never wanna see anything like that again.” your glare intensified and you turned around to check on Kyle.

"stupid bitch"  Madison stood up, of course she tried to lunge at you but you're smarter than that, all it took was a slight raise of your hand and she was frozen mid air, you decided to keep her that way.

Kyle had balled himself into the corner, he was absolutely inconsolable, hitting his head with his hands as he sobbed

“Stupid, stupid, stupid” he repeated over and over again as his face only got redder and redder.

Your already broken heart had torn clean in half at the sight. You got down to his level 

“Kyle no, no no no no no” you whispered, grabbing his hands to stop him from bashing his own head

“Hey buddy, it’s y/n. You’re safe, just calm down for me." You tried to rub his back to comfort him, but you were suddenly surprised by his arms wrapping around you completely, as he sobbed into your shoulder, shaking.

“I'm sorry she did this to you, I got you. I got you." You rubbed his cheek with your thumb, trying to soothe him as he hid himself away in the crook of your neck, you could feel his muscles become less tense as you held him. He felt so warm, and his eyes were rimmed red and puffy, he obviously wasn't feeling very well.

"Let's get you into bed honey, you're exhausted." you rocked him back and forth, his cries had calmed down but his hold on you had not eased. You were very careful to lift him with your own body, you felt him tense back up as he realized Madison was still in the room although she was frozen his knees buckled, if you hadn't been holding him up he would've fell back down.

"...We'll put you in my bed tonight, is that okay?" you held his cheek in the palm of your hand while his big brown eyes met yours.

He nodded

"Y-y-y/n g-good." he pressed his forehead to yours.

you blinked a couple times, and nodded,

"I am good, I'm going to take care of you Kyle. okay? I won't let anyone else hurt you."

The blonde gave you a gentle smile, and held your hand as you lead him down the hall to your room.

(Part 2 )

[f6bron]

jealousy, jealousy.

pairing : chamber x gn!reader

notes : established relationship , insecure!reader ( poor baby... ) , fluff fluff fluff ofc >.<

As the discussions continued in the meeting room, Y/N's heart was heavy with a mixture of emotions. You tried your best to maintain your composure, but watching Chamber's playful and flirtatious interactions with the other agents was taking its toll on you. You knew it was all in good fun, just his way of charming his colleagues, but jealousy had a way of blinding reason.

You swallowed your pride, reminding yourself that this was just Chamber being himself, his usual playful self. Still, the sight of him., smiling and laughing with others, felt like a dagger in your heart. You anxiously tapped your right foot, your eyes never leaving his figure.

Only I deserve that kind of attention from him.

As Chamber's banter with other agents continued, you couldn't bear to watch any longer. Jealousy had taken hold of your rational mind, and you felt silly for letting it control your emotions. Abruptly, you stood and left the meeting room, ignoring the greetings and inquiring looks from the other agents. 

Without you knowing, your exit didn't go unnoticed.

Chamber noticed the annoyance etched on your face but had no inkling that it was a consequence of his actions. He assumed it was just work-related stress or perhaps a bad day, but that didn’t stop him from being worried about you. He excused himself from the ongoing conversations, offering polite nods and greetings as he walked toward your office.

Without bothering to knock, he entered your office and found you seated at your desk with your back to him. You appeared engrossed in your work, though Chamber could sense the tension in the room.

"Mon amour?" he inquired gently, his voice laced with concern.

You hummed in acknowledgment but didn't spare him a glance. Chamber quietly closed the door behind him, never taking his eyes off you. He felt a palpable unease in the room, a stark contrast to your usual interactions.

The silence weighed heavily upon the two of you, Chamber fiddled with his gloved hands, his gaze sweeping around your office as he desperately searched for a way to bridge the gap between you and him. The tension was thick, and the need to break it hung in the air.

Taking a deep breath, he finally found the courage to speak. "Sooo, what are you working on, my love?" he asked, his voice gentle and inquisitive.

"Just work.”

Ah, he hadn't expected such a… blunt answer so he was taken aback. 

"Ah, I-I see..."

As the silence stretched on, Chamber's discomfort grew. He was unused to this kind of interaction with you and the moody demeanour you were displaying. He couldn't help but wonder what he had done to warrant such treatment. Did he upset you? Or was it merely a bad day?

In an attempt to lighten the mood, he mustered a smile and tried to engage with you.

“Chérie, are you okay?" he asked with genuine concern, despite the feeling that your initial response was just a facade.

You nodded and forced a smile. "Yeah... it's just, work is stressing me out."

Chamber, however, wasn't entirely convinced. He could see through your words and the facade you were trying to maintain. He sighed softly, crossing his arms as he regarded you with a mixture of concern and affection. 

"Y/N, my love, are you sure?"

You hesitated for a moment before responding, "Y-yeah...! I'm fine, Vin. Don't worry."

Chamber remained silent for a moment, observing you closely. He had seen through your lies, and your forced smile didn't escape his notice. Something was amiss, and he couldn't help but feel that you were trying to deny him access to whatever was troubling you.

He let out a soft sigh, knowing this was going to be a difficult conversation. You had so many fears and insecurities built up inside you, and he knew that it was his turn to be the rock that steadied the ship.

This is not the first time.

One time, you accidentally broke one of his prototype equipment and you were trying to hide it from him so you could fix it. Unfortunately, the bandages on your fingers gave it away though you tried your best to hide it from Chamber. And it cost him multiple cuddle sessions and kisses just to assure you that everything is okay. 

“It’s only a prototype, mon ange, I can just buy a new one to replace it.”

“B-but–”

“Shh, my love, I’m not angry, I promise…” he said, tightening his embrace as he heard your muffled sniffles when you nuzzled on his chest, searching for comfort.

He uncrossed his arms and took a step closer, his concern deepening. "Y/N, you know you can talk to me. I'm here for you. Always."

You offered a nod and a more genuine smile this time. "I know, and I appreciate that, Vin. It's just a rough day, you know how it goes."

Chamber, however, didn't relent. He had always been adept at reading people, especially you. He stepped closer to you, his expression soft and caring. "Y/N, you can't fool me," he said gently. "I know something's bothering you, and I want to help. You don't have to face it alone."

He can’t stand watching you suffer in silence alone, knowing that he has the power to help you.

You sighed, your defenses slowly crumbling. "I just... It's not easy to talk about, Vin."

Chamber reached out and gently touched your soft cheeks, his calloused thumbs tracing a comforting pattern. "You don't have to tell me everything right now, but I'm here whenever you're ready."

Your eyes met his, and the vulnerability in your gaze was unmistakable. You had longed to share your unspeakable feelings with him, to let him into the depths of your heart. With a deep breath, you finally whispered, "I just got... jealous."

Chamber didn't react with surprise or judgement. Instead, he continued to hold her gaze, his touch warm and reassuring. "Jealous? Jealous of what, my love?"

Your voice quivered as you replied, "I was jealous of how you were with the other agents in the meeting.”

You took a pause, sighing, “ It's silly, I know… But I couldn't help it. I felt like I might lose you…"

Understanding washed over Chamber, and he pulled you into a tender embrace. "Oh, mon amour, you could never lose me. I'm yours, and you're mine. You mean the world to me, and nothing will change that."

You nestled into his embrace, your heart slowly finding solace in his words. "I just... I love you so much, Vin, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing what we have. I’m sorry…"

He shook his head, “Shh, no, my love. Don’t apologise, okay? This is my fault.”

Chamber held you close, gently stroking your hair as he whispered into your ear, "I love you too, mon ange. And I promise to be more mindful of your feelings. I don't want anything to come between us."

He showered you with soft kisses here and there, your soft cheeks in his warm palms. 

“Tu comprends, mon amour, hm? (Understand, my love, hm?) You and I know that our love is strong enough to conquer anything.” he said, holding his soft gaze on yours.

You giggled and nodded, leaning into his soft touch. Chamber smiled, seeing you happy gave him a sense of comfort that no one could ever provide.

Except you.

The embrace both of you shared lingered, and the office was filled with the warmth of your rekindled connection. The walls that had separated the two of you were breaking down, and the honesty you shared with him was mending the fractures in your relationship.

Chamber pressed a tender kiss to your forehead, sealing his promise with a gesture of love and reassurance. "We'll face whatever challenges come our way, together. Je promets, chérie… je promets (I promise, love…I promise)."

With his support, you felt a renewed sense of hope. The reconciliation had begun, and the love was stronger than ever. Even though jealousy had pushed both of you apart, it was honesty and understanding that would bring you and him back together. In each other's arms, both of you knew you could overcome any obstacle that came in the way. 

Chamber slightly pulled away, his arms still wrapped around your waist. He sighed, “I know I haven’t been taking care of you the way I should be…”

You tilted your head, confused by his statement. “W-what do you mean…? You’ve always been taking care of me—”

He put a finger on your pouting lips before you could say another word, “Shh, mon amour. What I’m trying to say is, I haven’t been spoiling you enough lately,”

Chamber smirked, as he caressed your soft lips with his fingertips. He gently scooped you up into his arms, carrying you as if you’re made of glass.

“and I’m going to show you how much I love you.”

(A/N): i want this french man… i want to do unspeakable stuff with this french man… i love this french man… with my whole heart…

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[yeahspider]

battle of the larynx 🕸️

Ve’s note - minlix x reader . angstyish hurt/ comfort . happy ending bc i’m nice . not proofread per usual . feel free to stop by my inbox and request or to just say hello ! enjoy my bees <3

“what’s wrong with you” is what your greeted with when your partners finally come home , followed by a little “hi honey” .

you had a long day at work . too long if someone were to ask you . all you wanted to do was come home to your partners and have a nice relaxing day . but when you got home they were no where to be found . they promised they would be home before you today . their career was demanding and meant the world to then but sometimes you wish you were there world instead . a nasty part of you felt like you were always going to be second best , never the first option . those thoughts simmered in your head as you made dinner for you all . stirring noodles around in a pot you don’t feel like responding to minho’s question or felix’s greeting . the only thing you wanted to do was stir . dinner will be ready in a bit is all you could bring yourself to say . you heard them shuffling around until you felt arms snaking around your waist . from the way he kissed your shoulder you knew it was felix . you shook yourself out his hold . knowing that if he held on to your for a second longer you would break into tears before dinner is even done . a frown graced felix’s face as he watched you avoid his touch .

“i asked you a question babe.” you heard minho remind you . from his spot in the kitchen you could feel his gaze study you while you took your frustration out on those poor vegetables . knife dicing with so much aggression the cutting board was getting scrapped up .

minho hated repeating himself , but he could tell something was wrong with the way you wouldn’t meet his eye . so he asked his question again . shock coursing through his being as you shouted at him . you rarely raised your voice , but he could tell from the quiver in your tone that you weren’t actually angry , just upset .

after yelling at your boyfriend you felt a tear slip past your eye . he didn’t deserve your anger so why are you gifting it to him . the knife started to shake in your hand as you look at the blood staining the cutting board . as soon as the blood slid off the knife you let out a cry . you couldn’t hold it back anymore . it didn’t take more than a second for minho to remove the knife from your hand while felix guided you to the sink . all the while shushing your rushed apologies at having ruined dinner . minho came back with a bandaid to patch you up . once covered you leaned into felix’s chest and sobbed . his heart breaking at the amount of pain laced in . apologies flowed once again this time directed at the older boy .

i’m sorry i just missed you guys so much and i had such a terrible day at work and i just needed you so bad and you weren’t there and i started second guessing your love for me and before you tell me that’s stupid trust me i know i don’t even know where it came from honestly i just - felix cut off your ramble with a soft kiss to your hair which caused you to take a deep breath .

“that’s right baby breathe for me okay .” he mumbled into your hair . you felt so fragile at this moment , so breakable , and you hated it . Minho was the first to break the silence while wiping away your tears .

“I’m sorry my love i really am. We never want you to feel left behind or alone.” you just nodded at him . you knew that , but having him reassure you was what you needed more than anything . a confirmation of their love for you .

”how about you and lix go find something for us to watch on tv while i finding up dinner ? then we spend the whole night doing whatever you want . we’re all yours .” minho asked while resuming chopping the vegetables . you smiled and nodded your head . seemingly lost your voice dot the night . felix smiled at you and lead you to the couch , tucking you into his side .

“so what do you want to watch tonight princess ?”

“

[ender-cloud]

I did a rant for Full moon, so here’s Apology tour edition, spoilers ahead (It’s long!)

Ok, so, not as sad, thank god, I needed a break.

Ok so the beginning, was just like BLITZ GIVE HIM TIME!! Stolas needs to heal and you’re not letting him.

“Seeing you right now is hard!”

IT SHOULD ALSO BE HARD FOR BLITZ IT JUST MAKES HIM SEEM MORE LIKE A DICK TO SHOW UP LIKE THIS

Also Stolas is just like so pretty

The pansexual panic I was having during this episode oh my god!!

Why was Blitz so surprised they had an anti Blitzo party? I mean it just makes sense when you think about it.

“They couldn’t handle that I moved on”

He says while going out of his way to see Stolas and try to “make amends”

That entire scene was just like, wow,

Blitz’s Apology tour time:

…EXCUSE ME?? THEIR DATING NOW?? MY SAPHIC QUEENS WHO DIDNT GET ALONG AT FIRST ARE NOW LIVING TOGETHER!!! OH MY GOD THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THEM!!!! Also Martha is so pretty as a sinner.

My baby boy had a cameo!!!

I don’t blame Blitz for what he said the the Cherubs, like yeah I hate those guys too

Verosika

Holy shit she’s so hot, I get that’s the point but dude! She’s so pretty!! And the way she was nice too Stolas shows that she really cares. She is just someone who truly loved Blitz and now she makes sure everyone can heal.

That entire conversation with Blitz really made me feel for her, her saying she let herself be vulnerable just to get crushed. also her saying that Blitz can start being better by being proud for Stolas was just like, kind? She dosent need to help Blitz be better but she’s pushing him in the right direction, I hope to see more of her in the future.

That song broke me

Hearing about how much Blitz truly hurt Stolas was just, wow, “I let you get too close” my poor Stolas “I still do want you” STOLASSSS STOP

It’s the fact that he didn’t even say anything bad about Blitz, even going as far to say “I don’t think you meant to hurt me” It just broke my heart

This is really long but look how happy Stolas is dancing with that Imp

I hope he finds the man he deserves, weather if it’s that Imp or Vassago I don’t care, I just want him to be happy

(Apparently this is a hot take, BUT I JUST WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY! TWITTER CAN SUCK MY ASS LET STOLAS SEE OTHER PEOPLE)

[xzho-writes]

don’t let go

pairings: diluc x gn!reader

genre: (reverse) hurt/comfort, ragbros angst

wc: 700

warnings: spoilers for diluc and kaeya’s backstory, mild angst

summary: you comfort diluc during one of his restless nights (mainly ragbros content really)

“archons, it— it terrifies me,” diluc sighs exasperatedly, hands balled into fists and clinging to the sides of your nightwear. “i tried to kill my younger brother, (name). do you understand me? i almost—”

“diluc,” you plead. nothing made your heart bleed more than listening to him in this state, so afraid and so painfully vulnerable.

you knew of diluc and kaeya’s estranged relationship- of their long and complicated history. it was the youngest of the brothers who had opened up to you first about their situation long ago. it was only recently, a few moons ago, when the eldest confided in you about his own inner turmoil.

it tore you up inside, it did.

knowing both sides of the story, one left unknown to the respective brother.

this was never going to be an easy conversation. it never had been an easy conversation.

but you knew this already.

with great effort you manage to pry diluc away from your chest, your gaze set sternly on his puffy, tear-stricken face. you were close to mirroring his own expression but you willed yourself to stay strong for his sake.

“listen to me,” you hushed softly, for any sudden changes in your tone or volume could set him off even further. “you didn’t ‘try to kill him’. you were angry, yes. bestrayed,” you soothe, “but you were never out for blood.”

there’s a tremor to your voice despite how much you steel yourself, subconsciously gripping onto diluc’s shoulders tighter. “you’re speaking from a guilty conscience, my love. i mean it when i say that kaeya forgi—”

at the mention of his name, and before you could so much as finish that one forbidden word, your poor lover shakes his head vehemently, his breath ragged. he looks like a cornered animal fighting tooth and nail just to keep himself sane.

forgiveness is not something i deserve.

“no,” he insists. “no he doesn’t. he shouldn’t.”

you know very well the stinging sensation behind your eyes and in your nose but you push through regardless.

“do you trust me, diluc?” keen eyes don’t miss the way he swallows before giving a single nod. “do you think me a liar, then?” again, a single gulp, but this time a shake of his head. “then you must know i’m speaking truthfully.”

watching his bottom lip tremble shoots an indescribable pain straight to your heart. it pangs away as you keep your hands steady on diluc’s shoulders.

tears well up behind those gorgeous carmine irises and before you know it the man all but collapses back onto your chest, screaming his throat raw and sobbing his lungs dry.

you hold him in silence as he weeps. there was much more you wanted to say, so many things you wanted to reaffirm, but you knew it wasn’t the right moment for reassurances.

you’d give them later- when he’s more able to process your words so as to let them sink in.

time, inconsequential to you now, flows past as you rock your grieving lover back and forth as one would a baby. every sob that slipped past his lips was like a punch directly to your heart, tenderising the organ until it bled the colour of the ragnvindr’s hair, and the colour of the blood that spilled on the battlefield that day.

it’s a long while before either of you manage to speak.

it’s diluc who breaks the silence, but you wonder if silence would’ve been preferable after what he had to say.

the man struggles to formulate his sentence, what with the way his crying had resulted in his breathlessness and hiccuping. there’s a sharp intake of air between each word.

“i— i don’t know what to do,” he chokes.

his voice is a mere whisper and if it wasn’t for your close proximity you’d swear those words would be lost to the wind.

“oh, darling…”

there was only so much you could take yourself before you succumbed to the pressure in your chest.

before he could watch you crack like porcelain beneath him, you gather diluc back into your embrace. his response is immediate; hands fly to grasp at your form as he tucks his face back into the safety of your shoulder.

familiar fingers go to run themselves through his thick tresses as your lips press delicate kisses to his forehead- these actions had always managed to ease the ragnvindr and you could only hope that it would elicit a similar response now.

change wouldn’t happen immediately, you knew this well enough, but you’d vowed long ago to remain by diluc’s side through thick and thin.

this was a situation that only the brothers, and the brothers alone, could fix, but you’d be his rock for however long he needed you.

if it meant sacrificing your sleep in favour of cradling him throughout his restless nights then so be it.

[crappymixtape]

this is how it ends begins

everything between you and tommy comes to a head after you discover what he’s been doing behind your back, will steve be there to catch you? or will he just make it worse? | (  2.4k, angst, friends to lovers, steve x you, steve x reader )

T H I S I S H O W I T E N D S B E G I N S 🎶 loveless, PVRIS

You gave me such a bad time, tried to hurt me, but now I know. Thorn in my side, you know that's all you ever were, a bundle of lies, you know that's all that it was worth. I should have known better, but I trusted you at first, I should have known better, but I got what I deserved!

The Eurythmics were playing so loud on your stereo that the bobby pins on your dresser bounced along with the chorus as Annie screamed from your speakers. You normally would’ve been singing along, but you were too angry.

Rummaging through a box you’d pulled down from the shelf in your closet you dug around looking for anything that reminded you of him. You wanted it gone. Erased. Fingers catching on the edge of a polaroid you yanked it out of the box.

You, Carol, Steve, and him. Tommy.

Tears burned at the corners of your eyes as you ripped it in half, throwing it into the trashcan at your feet. It fell in to join tattered pieces of Snow Ball tickets, movie stubs, more polaroids, and stupid notes scribbled to you.

Cramming the box back onto the shelf, you turned to snatch the photo that was tucked between your mirror and the frame. It was from last summer, you and Steve and Tommy at the quarry. But you stopped at your reflection. You were a sight. Hair a mess, eyes bleary, cheeks wet with tears, lips tugged down as you swallowed back the urge to let loose the cries clawing up your throat.

You’d wanted to break up with him months ago, but it felt easier to just stay. You couldn’t feel the ache in your heart as much when there was another hand there to hold onto. Was easier to ignore the vice that squeezed around your chest whenever you saw him.

Him.

Steve.

Steve and his stupid laugh, his stupid honey colored eyes, stupid pretty lashes as they swept across his cheeks every time he looked up at you. Stupid. But you couldn’t. Or maybe wouldn’t. And he wouldn’t either and so you were stuck in this horrible game of ‘just friends’ and god it hurt.

But then Tommy dragged you to a party last night.

He made sure to parade you around the house, arm tight around your shoulder, showing everyone you were his, and then hurried off to ‘defend his keg stand title’. So you let him go. You hated all that shit anyway and with all the beer you drank to tolerate everything, you had to pee.

The bathroom door was open just a sliver and you lifted a hand to knock, but then you heard it. Noises. Noises that weren’t supposed to be heard, intimate noises. Soft uh, uh, uhs. And then a voice you knew all too well. You like that? Shh, quiet baby. Someone’s gonna hear us.

You shoved the door open so hard you heard the handle clank against the towel bar on the wall behind it. Standing there with his jeans around his knees, Tommy was joined at the hip to Tina Rochester as he bent her over the bathroom sink, skirt hiked up around her waist, pretty mouth parted and pupils blown wide.

Words failed you, so you just didn’t.

“Baby. Baby. Wait! It’s not what it looks like!”

You didn’t have a car and no one gave a shit when you pushed and shoved and stumbled your way through the house and out the door. When your chucks hit the sidewalk you broke into a run and you ran. Ran and ran and ran until you were standing on your front porch, hot tears cutting down your cheeks.

He tried calling, but you let it ring and ring. It shouldn’t have hurt like this. You didn’t love him, but it was another reminder of how badly your heart was aching under all the poor disguises. The lies you told yourself to hide the hurt. The feelings you kept hidden away for fear of what would happen if he knew. If Steve knew.

Tap. Tap tap.

The sound at your window brought you back and as you blinked your room slowly swam into focus.

Tap tap.

Walking over to your window you shoved it open and looked down. Your stomach dropped, cheeks burning with heat from your chest as you shouted, “I don’t want to talk!”

“Please, baby, give me a chance to explain!” Tommy pleaded with you, tossing away the rocks he’d been holding, the look on his face pathetic as he slapped his hands together in mock-prayer.

“What is there to explain? You fucking Tina Rochester seems pretty straightforward to me!” You slammed your window shut, but could still hear him yelling outside. You should’ve left it alone, should’ve ignored him, but something inside you snapped and that was it.

Flinging the front door open you stalked through the grass, feet bare in the summer heat, and came around the side yard to see Tommy’s face light up. Oh, poor boy. He thought you were here to smooth things over, but he was so wrong. “Fuck. Off,” your hands came up to meet his chest and you shoved, hard enough that he had to take a couple of steps back.

“I said I was sorry!” he protested, throwing his hands up.

“Sorry doesn’t fix it! What don’t you get about that?” your hair was wild around your face, eyes flickering with a muddled mixture of anger and hurt.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!”

Dread filled you as you squeezed your eyes shut. Of course he heard. His bedroom window was right across from yours and of course he heard. Your back was to Steve and you could feel your throat tighten as he ran up on you both, head flooded with everything that had happened last night. With what might have been had Steve been there.

“None of your business, Harrington,” Tommy snarked.

“Uh, yeah, when you’re arguing in my yard it kinda makes it my business,” Steve walked right by and cut the distance between you and Tommy.

It was silent then. Tommy wouldn’t give himself up and he knew how you felt about Steve. He knew the looks you gave him, the kind he’d never get, the way you both danced around each other. For so damn long. And so he kept his mouth shut and locked eyes with you, daring you to speak.

“Really?” Steve said, slicing the silence in half and finally, finally he turned to look at you.

You could feel the tears welling up against your lashes, felt the first few as they spilled over and trickled down your cheeks, but you didn’t care anymore. It didn’t matter. Let them see it.

“Tommy’s got a thing for Tina apparently,” you said, voice thick with the tears that kept coming, but your tone was even-keeled. “Fucked her in the bathroom at Bobby’s party last night. Sounded like you were having a great time.” You pointed the last comment at Tommy as his cheeks flushed deep red.

“Shut up,” Tommy took a step toward you, but Steve didn’t need to hear anymore.

“I think you need to leave, Tommy,” Steve stepped in toward Tommy.

“And I think you’re not part of this conversation, Steve.”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re in my yard. And I want you to leave.”

They leveled each other, weighed their options. Tommy wanting to punch Steve’s face inside out, Steve’s hands curled into fists at his side as his chest heaved, trying to stay calm.

“Fine. You know what? Fine. Screw you, Harrington,” Tommy spat at Steve as he moved to go. He knew he had bad odds and as he walked by you he stopped, “Tina was great by the way.” When he looked at you maybe part of you felt bad for playing this game of charades, but he’d gone along with it and in the end you both had made your choice.

He didn’t bother to look back as he hopped into his pickup, tires squealing as he sped off down the street.

Turning quickly away from Steve you started back toward your house, feet carrying you as fast as they could without running, and you could hear him behind you trying to catch up.

“Hey. Wait! C’mon, are you okay? Wait!”

You almost got the door closed, but his stupid shoe caught the gap before it latched and you squeezed your eyes shut. You could feel the rush of adrenaline that had been gripping you tightly begin to lose its hold and you let up.

Gently pushing the door, Steve tried to give himself a little more room to talk, but stayed where he was, “Can I come in? Please.” His tone was soft, sorry, apologetic, and you felt the vice around your heart squeeze again.

“Steve,” when you said his name it hurt, you voice no louder than a whisper, but you didn’t move away from the door.

“If you don’t want to talk, I’ll go away, but you gotta tell me you’re gonna be okay,” pushing his forehead against the doorframe he looked through the gap at you with those big brown eyes.

A sigh pushed itself out of your heavy lungs and without saying anything you moved aside, but didn’t open the door for him and instead went to curl up on the couch, knees tucked to your chest.

He opened the door slowly waiting for any kind of protest from you, not wanting to push things, but when he saw you folded into yourself on the couch it was his turn to feel the vice squeeze around his heart.

Taking the few steps into the living room, he knelt down in front of you fighting against the urge to wrap his arms around you as he crammed his hands into his lap, “I’m…I’m sorry.”

Sorry. Such a funny word. The dictionary might say, sympathy for someone else’s misfortune, but as the someone else in this case it didn’t feel good to hear it.

Lifting your head from your knees you finally looked at Steve. Tears were still spilling down your cheeks and you shook your head as you huffed a laugh. “For what? You didn’t do anything,” your words despite their simplicity cut into Steve and his expression pained.

He couldn’t do it anymore and his hands quickly pressed into your shins. “I know. I wasn’t there. I haven’t been there. I–” you watched him struggle with his words, but he didn’t pull his eyes from you. “–I should’ve been there. I’m sorry.”

The tightness in your chest loosened a bit and you slipped your feet to the floor between Steve’s knees. You were at a loss, maybe because you hadn’t expected him to say the things he had, so instead you just looked at him. Kneeling there in front of you. Eyes all honey and flecks of gold. Brows knitted together. New freckles gifted from the summer sun chasing down along his jaw. Damn he was pretty.

Tentatively he lifted a hand to your cheek and when you didn’t shy away his thumb softly swept the tears away. “I’m not good with words and–and I know I’m an idiot,” he started, shaking his head at himself, but he kept going, “But I like you. I really like you and I was afraid I’d fuck it all up. You know? Fuck this up.” His hand motioned softly between you before he settled them both on the outsides of your thighs. “Probably a little late for that I guess,” he gave a half laugh and bit the inside of his cheek, waiting for you say something. Anything.

I really like you.

You wished you could dive into that sentence and swim weightlessly in his words, ignore everything else and maybe you would have, but how could you know this would be different? What if he left again? What if there was someone else? What if…

“Still with me?” his voice pulled you out of your head and when your eyes focused you realized just how close he was, how it felt like he was looking right into you. Seeing all of the little broken pieces as they floated among everything else you were struggling to wade through. The citrusy scent of his shampoo, spearmint gum, fresh laundry and cedar. It made you feel all hazy and you couldn’t think straight, so you closed your eyes for a minute, trying to focus.

The silence stretched for what felt like forever, but when you opened your eyes again you took Steve’s hands in yours and tugged at him, “Just sit with me?”

Steve would have done anything for you and now was no different as he let you pull him up onto the couch. There was no hesitation as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you in close, frames fitting as if they were meant to be like that.

You buried your head into his chest and closed your eyes again, his fingers smoothing over your hair. His heart thud, thud, thudded in your ear and neither of you said anything for a long while. Steve would have sat with you like that forever, holding you close, and when you sat up from his chest he felt your absence keenly.

“I really like you too,” your voice was scratchy from crying, your hand moving to settle on the line of his jaw. The smile he gave you then was small, but the way his eyes crinkled at the edges told you he was more than happy with it. Relief. A little hesitation. A tiny ember crackling in his chest. “But–”

His smile fell at the last word you said and you pushed forward to reassure him.

“But promise me–”

“Anything.”

You knew he meant it.

“Promise me you won’t leave again. Don’t leave me.”

Your eyes searched his, looking for some kind of certainty that he’d always be there, but then he told you for himself. Taking your hand in his he turned it over and pressed a soft kiss to your palm before settling it down on chest over his heart. “I promise,” he whispered.

And my god, you believed him.

crappymixtape™ • steve harrington masterlist // stranger things masterlist

[bird-inacage]

Love in the Air: Sky x Prapai (Episode 9)

I’m going to start off by saying - this episode HURT. They really aren’t holding back on the pain in Sky’s arc, and I wasn’t anticipating so much of it so soon. I found some of the scenes in this episode incredibly upsetting to watch, and I’m sure a lot of you will too - because we all adore our boy so much.

I feel like it’s going to take me longer than usual to digest this episode, because there were parts in this that were really heavy and dark, and I don’t know why but I didn’t expect them to go there. I already have a few things I want to do deeper dives on, but I’ll mention some of the key takeaways from this episode.

Prapai has already registered that something’s seriously wrong with Sky. And he deserves more credit than a lot of people gave him. He may not know what to do with that information yet, but you can tell he’s serious about finding out.

The other moments I really appreciated were the scenes of Rain firstly finding out about Prapai pursuing Sky, and then handing over care of Sky to Prapai when Sky gets sick. That was definitely protective best friend behaviour there. You could tell it was probably the first time Rain had seen Sky so vulnerable, and he wasn’t about to leave his friend with someone who couldn’t be trusted. The sad part of this is that the episode confirmed that Rain essentially knows nothing about Sky’s ex. Didn’t know he was a guy for starters, has definitely no idea the level of trauma that Sky now suffers regularly because of it.

And finally Sky getting sick. Yes, I’m a self-confessed sucker for whump, and characters comforting each other. I was however NOT expecting this scene to come up so soon and for it to be so darn painful. My poor baby was under an incredible amount of mental turmoil and pressure that it finally took its toll.

I think we are starting to get the first glimpses of Prapai’s love language, which is taking care of his loved ones by making sure their needs are met. He was constantly asking if Sky had eaten and whether he was taking care of himself. It made my already fragile heart ache every time Sky denied himself Prapai’s concern.

JESUS CHRIST, I don’t know how I’m going to live through this. This was so incredibly heart-breaking. I’m going to go sob into my pillow now.

[crystallinedreamsfinelypowdered]

Death Note: The Golden Pen

Chapter 2: Golden Apples Don’t Fall Far.

Heya! Chapter two baby! I may have softened Near a bit, but he deserves it , poor boy- (I honestly thought he was way younger then 17 until recently)

L sits nervously on the couch. He can’t believe Watari approved this. He doesn’t want his Heirs anywhere near this case. He hears the elevator chime, and his heart rises and breaks all at once.

Into the room, three young men enter. The second tallest has dirty brown hair, with bright blue eyes. He seems to be wearing a biker jacket. Matt. “God, he’s grown so much” L thought. He had no idea how Watari had been able to find him, let alone make him come, but he had a feeling it had something to do with the figure standing next to him. The second young man was the tallest in the group, with blonde hair and pale blue eyes. Mello, it seems, was still having an emo phase. L hides a smile at Mello’s glare. Finally, next to him is the smallest figure…and his youngest heir. Near is holding a teddy bear, hiding a yawn. L smiles “Hello, you three…have you been informed about the case?”

Matt huffs “don’t need to be informed, all of us have seen the news. Quilish told us that if we didn’t come we’d lose our funding.”

L glares at Watari, who shrugs “I needed to get them here.”

Mello sighs, flopping onto a couch across from L as he munches his chocolate bar. “So…I assume we’re not working alone?” L nods , motioning for his heirs to join him. Matt sits by Mello, and Near surprisingly curls up by L. The detective nods “yes. We have a team with us, we’re called the Kira Task Force. You boys will be introduced tomorrow.” He looks at Watari “Watari, since you decided to bring them all here at Midnight, please find rooms for the boys. I want them well rested for tomorrow.” He fixes the man with a glare so cold that he rushes off to find boarding, as he’s not sure what L will do if he tells him no. L sighs “I am terribly sorry you’ve all been brought into this. I had hoped to keep you away from the mess.”

Mello huffs “it’s not that bad , old man. We all probably would have gotten involved anyways.” Matt sighs “honestly, I could probably be fine without Whammy House’s funding, I got my own place and such…but I think the funding pays Mello’s rent and of course, Near still lives at Whammy’s.” They all turn to the youngest heir..who’s since fallen back asleep. L huffs “I promise once this is all over, I’ll make sure you all have places to stay, with or without that money.” The older two smile, and chat with L until Watari finally returns

~timeskip provided by early 2000’s fanfic tropes~

The task force members sit in their meeting room in L’s tower, Matsuda looks over his notes, biting the edge of a pencil, leaning back so Mogi can read the notes. Shuichi flips through his phone, as Light walks in, the room goes a bit silent. Since Sochiro’s death, Light had been more cagey with the members. He sits next to Matsuda, eyes on the door.

A few minutes later, Watari enters, Followed by L and what Light assumes are his Heirs. ‘Aw, how cute,’ he smirks ‘they’re hiding behind him like he can protect them’

L coughs “everyone, these are my Heirs. I’ve know them since they were small, and trust them with my life,”

The tallest boy grins, tossing his hair back “hello. My name is Mello, and I’m very good at what I do-“ he jumps a little as Matt nudges him with a smirk “hiya, I’m Matt. I haven’t been in the field for awhile, so please give me some grace.” The smaller figure looks up from a figurine he’s playing with “I’m Near. This is my first case. I am ready to help.” He then moves to hide behind L.

The other task force members welcome them, Light smiles “lovely to have some fresh perspectives around here.”

In his head, he’s already planning ‘maybe I’ll kill the little one first…or make an accident where all three die..’

The meeting goes smoothly, all of them working on comparing notes. The boys chime in occasionally, but it’s Near who unsettles Light the Most. He seems to see through Light, and constantly asks questions about Kira’s powers “well, he’s definitely not a god…too caught up in petty mortal affairs.”

Light wants to strangle him.

Finally the meeting ends, and Light heads home, not saying anything to his mother or Sayu. Instead, he heads straight to his room, and looks at Ryuk. The Shinigami chuckles and hands him a gold, shiny looking pen. The thing is rather detailed, but shows minor signs of use “be careful who you use it on. I know you think ahead and all, but don’t focus on revenge, Light-o.”

Light chuckles “oh, I won’t…

The revenge comes later.”

[onlyjaeyun]

UMMMM ZADIE CHAP 19?!?!?! ok ok let’s discuss the angst first bc poor riki :((( he didn’t deserve to go through that, but hoonie being there to comfort him and be with him even after that whole thing happened was rlly sweet ngl🥺🩷 and then riki and yn talking about what it would be like if their lives were different absolutely broke my heart like they literally only had each other :(( but i’m so glad they have the boys with them now bc you can tell they’re the best thing to ever happen to the two of them (maybe not sunghoon for yn right now but i know this character development for the both of them is going to be sooo good🤭🤭)

OK AND NOW ONTO YN AND HOON’S TEXTS???? OMG?????? i had to take multiple deep breaths while reading those bc sunghoon is being so bold running his mouth and omg this is something i need to get used to😭😭 (the way i’m writing this ask with sunghoon’s weverse live playing in the background where he’s wearing glasses also isn’t helping like im actually going crazy)😵‍💫 i love how they’re like “hate” flirting but also giving into each other like that’s just so 😮‍💨 just the thought of him eating her out in his car is also making my brain go insane i need to take a walk around my room again

AND YN POSTING THAT HOT AF OUTFIT ON HER STORY WITH SINGULARITY AND BAD BITCHES STAN TAEHYUNG AS THE CAPTION YUPPP I KNOW THAT’S RIGHT‼️‼️‼️

so it’s been 2 days of me being isolated in my room and i think i’m going delirious like i’m so bored😭 but luckily i still need to catch up on some en-o’clock episodes so that’s helping time pass by quickly!! i’m feeling a bit better today, definitely better than yesterday, but i’m hoping to fully recover soon bc covid is no joke😭 i hope you’re doing well and taking care of yourself as always baby!! stay safe!! sending a big kiss your way my love💞✨💋

- 💌

HI ANGEL BABY 🥺🥺🥺im so so so relieved and happy to hear that you're doing and feeling a tiny bit better, am also glad you're resting well and aren't pushing yourself too much your body needs this and you deserve this little break so much, so take it easy pls 🥺 so glsd you've got smth to keep you busy and have the time pass by faster!!!!💗💗

the whole riki situation really is such a big heartbreak like he's trying so hard and always has and he deserves nothing but the best my baby :( they really deserve their found family i love them so much ;(( just thinking about hoon hearing about it and instantly going to look for him makes my heart weak THEY CARE SM ABOUT EACH OTHER 🥺🥺🥺🥺💗

YOU AND ME BOTH BABY I LOVE THIS NEW DYNAMIC BC THEY HATE EACH OTHER BUT THEY WANT ESCH OTHER SO BAD LIKE OKAY SIR HELLO TENSION ???? im so glad you guys enjoyed this chap sm bc i was a little unsure about it at first, thank you sm for all the love baby 😭😭💗

CH!YN ALWAYS SPEAKS FACTS: BAD BITCHES STAN TARHYUNG IKTR 🤭🤭🤭🤞🏼

thank you for this baby, i love and appreciate you so much and am wishing you a speedy recovery, take care of yourself!!!🥺💗💕🎀🫧

[evansbby]

Girl I was literally one of your first likes but I couldn't respond right after I read it because I was running late for my lecture. But this is what I think of the latest POYT chapter

IT WAS AWESOME : 11/10

1) For the first time I did not hate Steve and was actually hurt when he hurt in the very end. It was as if I had the mark and I could literally visualize him being hurt seeing Omega being taken away just after she's aid yes to marrying him, after he told her he loved her and after she told him she was pregnant. That's absolutely devastating.

2) I STAN OMEGA. The way the girl finally let her real emotions out this time. For once her inner Omega was stiffened by her other feelings. Each time she hit him for each of his bs was so so so stress busting. Fr she was under so much pressure. I am so happy she finally put herself first and stood up for herself. The way Steve treated her was absolutely unacceptable.

3) FUCK OFF BUCKY. Tf is wrong with you?! What kind of sick person leaves a girl out in pouring rain and laughs? The audacity he had to think Omega would cheat. It doesn't only show how bad of a friend he is but also how low he thinks of Omega. You really think she would be unfaithful to Steve because he did that to her? And even if she was - trust me lad - not happening with you out of all the people. Fucking knob. I wish Steve threw him out of the house.

4) Even tho Sam was shitty throughout the series seeing him sincerely apologize was kinda nice and sweet. Made me break into a little smile between all the angst.

5) Peter, baby ik you're heart's in the right place, but respectfully ...... piss off. Not happening. Also hilarious that he's the one GRIPPING Omega and dragging her away. WHY CANT THESE BOYS LEARN A BIT ABOUT ✨️CONSENT✨️

6) Jensen getting to play was so sweet, now all he needs is some nice company who actually treats him well.

7) As a reader I want to feel like a part of the story, I DID. IT WAS FUCKING AWESOME. I felt as if I, myself was in that poytverse. I saw Omega cry and imagined Steve sketching her at night in the dim moonlight when her skin glows and she's so peaceful and finally looks like an angel cause she is one. I felt the love, I felt the rage and I felt the hurt. There was so much that I can't even begin to comment on everything. I bet I missed out a lot but I really wish I got to comment on each and every line.

It was everything I imagined and more. It was so well written, love. Honestly, it probably made my entire week and will get me through my hectic schedule. I also recommended it to my best friend and I Def think she'll love this too.

Btw, the I love you and I am pregnant at the football game after they won the game - straight out of a fairytale. It think Steve might truly deserve Omega now. And the one where he exposed his neck for her to mark - MADE ME SO WEAK.

Ok I should stop now or else I'll get carried on-

~A <3

ooof bestie so many opinions!!! firstly thank you so much for reading, ily😩💕 lemme answer them in order!

1. Poor Stevie😩 finally poured his heart out (as much as someone as heartless as him can) and it was all thrown back in his face when his omega left him. His perfect life — future wife, baby, everything — was ripped away from him and I wonder how sadistically he will react to that🤔

2. Yassss omega finally let Steve have it! I wanted to write this for all of us, bc all my readers have hated how she was treated — so i was hoping it would be super satisfying to see her voicing her frustrations!

3. Bucky is kind of delusional… I guess he just can’t seem to grasp that Steve got to omega first. He’s insulted that she’s not interested in him — bc he’s slowly becoming obsessed with her😮‍💨 her rejection insulted him so much that he not only locked her out in the rain, but he also twisted her arm painfully😭😭 the villain of poyt, and we haven’t seen the last of him!

4. Sam showing signs of maturity! But also… omega didn’t forgive him and she doesn’t have to hehe.

5. Unfff exactly!! All these boys need to chill and give omega some space to figure things out for herself!! 😤😤😤

6. Jensen played well!! I didn’t write it in the chapter, but he played well and even Steve was begrudgingly impressed. Not nearly as good as Bucky would’ve been tho.

7. Oh bestie, as a writer this is so lovely to hear!! All I wanna do is make sure my writing invokes some kind of emotion within the reader, so I’m so so so happy that you felt that when reading!! Thank you so much!💕💕😌

[aetheternity]

Honestly can’t wait for the end of the game where we learn what Khaenri’ah did and finally take down the Fatui and Celestia. It hurts having to see Venti lie and change the subject around the traveler I just want to free him from whatever threat he’s under that’s big enough to make him feel like he has to protect them even though they’ve abused him and the other archons. Like the other person said, Rukka disobeyed Celestia and didn’t go to Khanri’ah and she had to be removed from existence and everyone’s memory. Not saying Celestia is 100% at fault for that, but it’s an awfully big coincidence.

Also, in the webtoon Venessa asks Venti to tell her about Celestia, and the next panel after that says “…!” With Venti looking really scared with a bright red background and shadowy figures behind him. It breaks my heart every time I see it. And then the next panel he changes the subject and there’s literally a caption that says “awkward laugh” while Venti is sweating. It’s so blunt, I can’t see how anyone could defend Celestia or accuse Venti of anything with such obvious red flags, yet they still do.

And the worst part is that conversation with Venessa took place a millennia ago, before Khanri’ah. Whatever bad things Celestia has done, Khanri’ah wasn’t the first. They’ve been threatening the archons for at least a millennia. Venti’s habit of changing the subject to defend Celestia is a result of thousands of years of suffering under them. Poor baby, I just want him to be okay but they’ve hurt him :(

I can't wait for the end of the game too. I want the siblings to team up and beat the shit out of the unknown god and give all the archons back their freedom. (Venti really is the least free god of all of them.) I wanna see what Aether and Lumine were like Pre Teyvat. If they weren't just kinda blooped into existence like the gods and they were indeed created by hand or birthed I bet their parents are so sexy and it is not a want but a necessity for me to have a bisexual panic attack over their gorgeous mom and dad.

But yeah all the stuff with Khaenri'ah has been like the biggest plot point in the game so they'd need to resolve it in a big way.

I need Venti to cry and be ok so bad. He deserves to have a good cry because he's suffered so much throughout his life and he's just been powering through with such a beautiful smile. I just want him to be ok. When all that stuff with Albedo goes down I'm so scared he's gonna die. He's weak enough because he doesn't have his gnosis but he was also asleep for so long that he's an even weaker god than he already would've been without it.

I also wonder if the reason Venti feels fear when hearing of Celestia isn't just because of him. He is just on incarnation of Barbatos I wonder if Barbatos in general has just suffered for so long under Celestia's thumb and if so what's the end goal.

It's all so interesting everything all seems to connect to one common thread. Can't wait to truly see it unravel.

[thiswatchcassie]

Murdoch Mysteries s1ep1 "Power"

This is it! the first episode of Murdoch Mysteries, i cant fucking WAIT to watch this! after the break is my bullet point live reaction to/ thoughts about the episode. the final paragraph is my concluding thoughts!

TWs for this episode: Animal Death, electrocution, death of a pregnant person,

THE THEME SONG!!!! AAAA MY HEART!!!

Awwww baby Julia and williammmm

“Are we having a picnic” yes Julia, you are having a picnic!!! Also YOU TWO ARE GOING TO FALL MADLY IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER

CRABTREE!!!!!

God I love Jonny, hes so fucking funny or an actor and a comideien.

Wow I forgot that the FIRST episode is THIS episode, like I know it was but like wow

TW animal death, poor pup, and shoutout to this woman from the humane society! The actor who plays her feels very familiar i wonder if she plays any other characters that I’ve seen

I remember the costuming being a lot worse…. I mean it’s not perfect, but considering they don’t bail now an exact year for another few seasons, and they weren’t working with an unlimited budget, everyone is dressed nicely for the period.

Im obsessed with this very obviously direct printed canal sign behind this man in the 1890s

episodes since a mention of or character who is a real historic figure 0 (Thomas Edison)

Wow I forgot just how quickly they nailed down the “we are gonna talk about real people and rope them i to our fiction” aspect of the show so early on.

Shout out ALICE!!! Miss Toronto Electric and Light!!! Pop off girl queen pussy boss!!!

Holy shit there’s a second real life person it’s Nicola Tesla!

Poor puppy :( I hope he lives

HE LIVES!

poor Alice… miss toronto electric and light didn’t deserve to die for this

HELL YEAH DR JULIA MOTHER FUCKING OGDEN!!!! GIRLBOSSING HER WAY AROUND A DEAD BODY!!!!

We finish each others sandwiches moment rn

Good for Crabtree helping Edna with the dog

HI INSPCTORRRRRRRRRRDRR BRACKENREEDDDD

First scene in Murdochs office, it’s just sooooooo <<<333 i love It, cozy, filled with turn of the century knickknacks and dodads, big open windows letting in and out light. Loves it!

We have the Pinkerton name dropped in episode one, but if im not mistaken they did some timey whimey magic and met the founder of the Pinkerton in a later season PRE her founding of Pinkerton… which of course post dates the irl founding of Pinkerton in the 1850s

Oh 2008 cgi my beloved

Why is Nicola Tesla talking… like that?

And why is he fucking around with transmissions?

Call it “tella-…..vision” god the name dropping

George…. DONT FUCK THÉ POSSIBLE SUSPECT

Edna my girl queen pussy boss

I had to look it up because I couldn’t take her face from my mind, Edna does come back at a later date and she was an amazing character

Tesla…. God I don’t like how Tesla is

It’s gonna get on my nerves th inconsistency of when the show is set and thus the technology available

Awww Julia has a little goldfish in the morgue!

She’s so fucking smart I love her

Miss Howard was pregggooooo shiiiittttt

“Men doted on her” SLAYYYYYYYY

Oooooo who gave her that necklace????

Hell yeah Crabtree give them to the dog

This is why I love George he mama jokes about taking dogs out on a date and wooing girls

okay brackenreed making quips about retireing all the way back in season one..... he just needs a break

ah yes nicola tesla creating a wireless phone in ONE DAY very realistic

george is gonna getttt itttttt

damnnnn 20k??? TWENTY THOUSAND 1890S DOLLARS????

20k in 1890 is about 600k now.... damnnnnn

"i have a confession, it wasnt your dog i was sweet on" george is the RIZZ MASTER

awwww edna giving george a lil forhead kiss.... my heart <3 counting down until s8 when she is back

awwwwwww and then they kiss, and georges sweet lil smile <3 my fucking HEARTTTTTTTTT WHEN IS IT MY TURN TO BE HAPPY

shit what did she have?

oh and dodd is dead

i think this is the first time william crosses himself upon seeing a dead body (something that will happen at least 263 more times lmao) i really liked when they touched on murdochs faith and the ongoing disputes between prodestants and catholics in toronto around the turn of the century

i love how in the daylight "dodds office" is very clearly just a room in station 4 lmao

YASSSS JULIAAAAA GIRLBOSSSING HER WAY AROUND A SECOND CRIME SCENE

aw george looks like a kicked puppy trying to tell murdoch about the papers he found at edna's

this is not the last animal rights activist to get involved in a murder investigation

"i understand you enjoy a challange" if murdoch just fucked these scientists, and authors and other historical figures well.... it would be very beliveable. hes the original simp

hes also VERY catholic repressed

i mean there was an entire plotline (spoilers, SPOILERS!!!!) after julia and murdoch got married about him feeling intimadated by her experence 'in the bedroom' to his virginity.... and like mans was NOT YOUNG when they got married

prrrr wax cylander recordings

"case closed" yes juliaaaa you make up these now well known phrases

ohhhhh so thats who got Alice pregnant

poor alice, she didnt need to die

byeeee edna!!!! see you in eight seasons!!!!!

"we are men of the future murdoch" thank you tesla very cool

and thats it!!! the FIRST EPISODE!!!!

ah i loved it, it feels very early seasons, but in a good way. of course the fashion history lover in me is picking up on all the little things but i MUST REMAIN FOCUSED!! the plot was nice, i loved edna and george. feel very bad for emily howard, she really didnt need to die. shout out to julia whos job in the moruge is always refreshing to see.

HOWEVER it is missing that one litle 'spark' so to speak to make it a truely great episode in my mind, so i give it a 8/10. could be better could be very much worse.

wooo! first episode done 263 (and counting) i am now 0.38% done!

[ziracona]

Harvey Dent or John Doe for the character bingo? (Maybe the latter cause I remember when you first started blogging about it and I had So Many Concerns until I realized the timeline lol)

Yeah :’-) you have no idea the crippling pain of wanting to weblog The Enemy Within knowing technically it’s tagged as ‘Batjokes’ but that it will mean everyone on your dash who hasn’t played telltale batman and knows John Doe is a thoroughly different character will think you actually ship Batjokes batjokes and in what look to them like the most romanticized woobified way 😭😭😭😭 the love of BruceJohn & desire to reblog art vs the horror and fear of people thinking you romanticize normal Batjokes : fight

Here’s for John! He’s SO good. Even people who never got into any version of Batman I think would enjoy the Telltale series. It’s like a bomb ass Batman fic you wish got an adaption getting an adaption that’s canon. You can avoid canon fates sometimes if you love and try hard enough. Bisexual Bruce Wayne in love with 3-4 people. John Doe exists. Anyway! They totally reimagined Joker in Telltale as just this little creechur of a guy who’s crazy (neutral descriptor) and doesn’t fit in with society, has been in an asylum for years, but he’s not Joker at all. He’s a tripple threat. Gets nothing, is trying though to learn who he is and what the world is. Tries SO hard but just doesn’t get things easily. A true poor little meow meow. Baby. He’s never done anything (very) wrong in his life. He does so good and the world does him so dirty. I’d trust him with my life. They flipped the abusive brainwashing Joker-Harley dynamic the other way for the game too and fascinating. Anyway, he’s a 10/10 and I adore him.

And there is Harvey. Harvey literally never did anything wrong and The Long Halloween Big Bad Harv my beloved ALSO did nothing (very) wrong. Love when they adapt the DID well. Telltale Harvey is maybe my favorite Harvey ever? And The Long Halloween my favorite BBH. I know you asked about Harvey specifically and this is his answer but also I want to mention BBH my beloved. Uhhh anyway. Telltale Harvey is a sweetheart and a good man and he’s SO good? Like even drugged out of his mind in ep2 he’s still putting his life on the line to save people who don’t deserve it and so full of love. And he’s so scared? They do a great job with the psychology for him, and the “I don’t want to be alone,” kitchen scene breaks my fucking heart. Die for interesting and remotely well done DID characters. Love being able to try and support and save him first hand. So much of his dialogue I cry about. His Ep5 opener makes you sick physically with anxiety if you get it. TLH Harvey also my beloved. He’s trying so hard. He didn’t deserve what happened to him. Love BtAS Harvey, love comic Harvey. All Harvey, all the time, that’s my boy, I’d literally die for him. I want to marry that man, or bodyguard him and fight people off like a loyal guard dog.

[avesgraveyard]

Avery, oh my god I think I have a love-hate relationship with this chapter like I love it but I cried through most of it and it frickin hurt 

(I think I need to stop relating so much to Evan lolll-)

I cried through like the first fourth or third or this and then I was like oh maybe things are getting better but NO back to tears

DORCAS I LOVE HER SM I WANT HER SHES JUST SO WHOLESOME AND KIND AND I CANT WAIT FOR THE DORLENE CHAPTER DORCAS MAKES ME FEEL THINGS

“Me and Barty? Talk about feelings? Our feelings? Yeah, that’ll work out.” me with literally everyone ever lolll

Evans getting so frustrated and worked up over this and it hurts so much WHY Avery why do you have have to make me FEEL THESE THINGS 

“This being the monumentally huge crush I’ve had on my best friend for– what– years now? The one I thought I had under control?”😭😭😭

stupid pretty Italian boys and their wicked heart-stealing ways.                                     This whole thing made me cry so much but this made me laugh for some reason-

But poor Evan baby oh my god how he’s loved Evan for years and Barty never noticed him like that and that’s fine or whatever sad but okay

But then Evan felt like if he did all THAT to himself it would Barty love him baby no and that no one noticed for awhile until Dorcas but then how she helps him through it and Reggie when noticed god these friends make me so soft but that Barty didn’t really notice or didn’t seem too 😭😭😭😭😭 

No, Evan. I think it makes you human.” DORCASSSS

Okayyyy Barty needs to be careful with ev like I get why ur mad but be carefulll but I guess he kinda does deserve to be angry to an extent bc like he just realized he’s in love with Evan??? And then he ran off but evan kinda did too but also evan almost kissed him??? How’s Barty supposed to take that???

Lolll evan one paragraph he’s actually kinda scared and then the next- hmmmm Barty needs a haircut 

if Regulus was single– noooooooooooo

Evan making valid points tryna protect himself but he also just hurting them both 

“ Please , Evan, just one. I’ll make it good for you, promise.”😢

Barty switched so fast from SCREW YOU LETS TALK to we should kiss 😏

and ev’s running again….. 

When he punches Pandora plsssss

I thought you were– like fucking robbing me or something. EVANNNN

Marlene. Ring so cheerful not even noticing pandoras gushing blood at firstttt

“Subtle, James,” like always!!!

Silence. Evan looks up. Not one person is looking him in the eye, in fact, they’re all looking at his chest. Evan glances down. He can’t see anything. He glances back up. No one's eyes have moved.

“What? Have I got something on me?” He looks back down, then up again.

Barty is the first one to break the silence, standing in the corner of the room, with his arms folded over his bare chest, a pair of sweat pants hung low on his hips, a lethal smirk and a hungry glint in his eyes. Evan doesn’t think he can handle any of this at this time in the morning. Or ever, for that matter. “No, baby, there’s nothing there. You’ve just got a nice… physique, is all. We’re just appreciating it in all of its shirtless glory.”

okay first of all I SCREECHED and that Evan not even realizing but then Barty being soooo taunting he’s going to get what he wants and he knows it- 

but the implication that evans doing so much better physically at least maybe then he was seventeen/eighteen yesssss

Silence. Evan looks up. Not one person is looking him in the eye, in fact, they’re all looking at his chest. Evan glances down. He can’t see anything. He glances back up. No one's eyes have moved.

“What? Have I got something on me?” He looks back down, then up again.

Barty is the first one to break the silence, standing in the corner of the room, with his arms folded over his bare chest, a pair of sweat pants hung low on his hips, a lethal smirk and a hungry glint in his eyes. Evan doesn’t think he can handle any of this at this time in the morning. Or ever, for that matter. “No, baby, there’s nothing there. You’ve just got a nice… physique, is all. We’re just appreciating it in all of its shirtless glory.”

Sure enough, Regulus’ gaze is raking approvingly over Evan’s torso, Marlene is grinning at him like she’s a shark and he’s her next meal, and James actually has a string of drool coming down from the corner of his mouth, concern for Pandora apparently forgotten. Evan suddenly has the urge to reach for the throw on the back of the sofa and wrap it around himself securely. Is he ashamed of his body? No, of course not. He’s worked hard to get like this, and he’s overcome a lot of things, physically and mentally, but the way Barty is currently looking at him makes him feel, well– a bit indecent. 

AHHH THE REACTIONS OF EVERYONEEEE 

(And then bartyyyyyy)

“Evan, you actually ran away when I tried to get you to have a chat about your feelings. Evidently, conversation won’t work. But that’s okay baby, I’ve got other methods. We’ll work it out eventually.” Okay then Barty ….

WONDERFUL as usual, Avery, you really know how to get me right in the feels and even though I cried half the time I loved this so much. Dorcas and evans relationship is so awesome and I love them Pandora oh my gosh I love her and I can’t wait to see how Barty tries to get Evan bc it’s going to be hilarious and it’s also going to hurt lol 

ily, thank you so much!!!

dude this is so nice of you actually teared up,

this chapter was a mess, acsolutley 100% a brain malfunction on a page. but it was probably the easiest chapter to write. evan and dorcas' relationship was SO important in this, because Barty? Barty has Evan for when things get rough, and Pandora, and Regulus. And while, yes, evan also has barty, there are just some things he cannot tell him. so he goes to dorcas, like an older sister- younger brother relationship.

i get that after we hear evans story we're all kinda pissed at barty for being so brash about things, but he DOESNT KNOW. i just love writing their emtions, they're so much fun.

i so appreciate this you have no idea <333