#mystreet angst

[sweetiepotatofry]

Michi, who ran away from home and even faked her death when she was sixteen. Michi, who when asked would say the crazy cat lady who took her in off the streets, yet only viewed her as yet another stray kitten, was her only family. Michi who was once hit with a forever potion and left in that cabin in the woods to rot, staring blankly at the walls waiting for the voice in her head to return, to give her orders, to give her direction.

Michi who as she laid there, on the wooden floors of the cabin much like a broken doll cast aside, called out for her twin. Her twin who shouted from the window at her not to come back when she slammed their old front door for the last time. Her twin who threw rocks at the Mei'fwa scouts who tried sabotaging his sister's cookies, because he'd 'always' have her back after all.

Michi who's body had been found six months after death, while decomposed it was untouched, because even the rats in the hell hole of a cabin didn't want her.

[cloffmoff]

ok I'm not big into the mystreet rewrites even though I deffo understand why people do them, but this is my personal little rewrite of that one scene in season 6 when garroth and zane are fighting 😊

instead of zane moving his mask and telling garroth 'i love you big brother' (which like sure, but this entire time zane has been saying the same thing so why now is garroth snapping out of the control of the forever potion?) garroth stabs zane through the shoulder, and as he's falling to the ground his hair is moved off his right eye and garroth sees the scars on/over his eye -from throwing that snowball at him when they were kids-and thats what snaps him out of it

Because garroth comes to the realization that he's hurting his brother again due to something he has no control over and that's so painful for him that it snaps him out of the potion

I think this works better than zane removing his mask because like yeah, he's being vulnerable, but isn't their whole arc about garroth accepting who zane is as his own person, not just in garroth's shadow? The mask is a part of zane, he's always wearing it, so him taking it off is kind of saying 'I will change who I am for you' which isn't the right message in my opinion. I think it's better if garroth has to realize something, especially something like 'oh dang I'm hurting zane because of something Garte imposed on me, like I've been doing my whole life'

anywayyy my favorite trope is tragic brothers so I dig deep into garroth and zane 😊😊

[dryya-doesnt]

Aarmau cooldown before bed yesterday

Letting you guys know that print preorders are available :3c cool stuff is happening and it’s exciting yay!!!

[propertyofrjl]

As someone who is currently rewatching all of Aphmau's series and has major brain rot over the Aphverse, i am desperate to find a fic where some of the mystreet people get somehow transported to the MCD universe. BECAUSE IMAGINE THE ANGST POTENTIAL IF MYSTREET!ZANE WAS IN THIS GROUP OMG.

MCD!Garroth having to see what he could have had with his own brother if things were different is breaking my heart.

OH OH OH BUT ALSO

Right imagine this little mystreet group is also when they're teenagers, smol little Zane being transported to a world where pretty much everyone despises him because MCD!Zane is the embodiment of evil.

Like, maybe little Aphmau and Zane get separated from the others and end up in Phoenix drop, they manage to make it to the town square where Molly is coming back from praying to Irene, and she sees Zane, the man who hurt her precious baby and used dark magic on their town. Molly then runs to alert whichever guard she can find (it just so happens that Laurence, Garroth and Dante are all leaving the guard tower for their respective patrols at that moment)

These men run to the town square, fearing the place they are sworn to protect is under attack by one of the most dangerous tyrants of their time, and they come to find not only Zane (who's looking around with a sour look on his face, and albeit a little smaller than Garroth remembers) but also the woman they spend their lives protecting (and two of said party are definitely, totally, not in love with her...)

And when i say they're teenagers, i mean the first season of PDH vibes, so Zane and Aphmau with these squeaky voices and no social skills, and Aphmau has spent most of her time looking around in awe up until that point because OH MY IRENE ZANE IT'S JUST LIKE MY GAME!!!

Laurence moves first, rushing over he knocks Zane to the ground harshly before yanking Aphmau away, to which she screams because this tall, scar covered, very scary looking version of her friend (or maybe crush depending on when in PHD this happens) has picked her up far too easily for her liking and she's worried about Zane.

Then Garroth and Dante move in, and suddenly Zane is being looked down upon by his big brother with such a look of disgust and hatred that has never happened before. Garroth loves Zane. Sure they disagree and fight every now and then, they're brothers, but Zane knows Garroth loves him and would keep him safe, and even though he wouldn't admit it, Zane loves his brother too. But the scary and hate filled man standing above him does not make Zane feel safe, and a flush of fear runs through him, followed by watery eyes and embarrassment because why is he feeling so weak and despised by one of the only men in his life who's provided a steady stream of love (unlike his dad)

And when Zane pulls his shaking hands up in surrender, with this wounded animal look upon his face, MCD!Garroth almost has to double take, because not even as children has he ever seen Zane look at him with such fear, the only man who'd ever brought fear upon Zane's face was their father, and maybe that gives Garroth his own little internal crisis because he's tried so hard to be nothing like dear old dad.

BUT ALSO, LETS PICTURE THIS

The rest of the group (let's say...Laurence, KC and Garroth) show up, and they try to find a way home without the help of the villagers of Phoenix drop, only to be attacked and have Zane kidnapped by people MCD!Zane has royally pissed off. The little group run back to Phoenix drop for help, and all the MCD lot just can't seem to understand why these little versions of themselves/their friends want to help Zane of all people so badly. It takes the Garroths having a full on row over it and Mystreet!Aph breaking down in tears to get people to help (because how can Laurence and Garroth watch a small version of the woman they love sob and not do something to try and help?) and obvi Lord Aphmau was on board the moment they asked and was going to do it alone before her Guards through out their protests and Little Garroth decided to cuss out MCD!Garroth for "abandoning his baby brother" (which is where the fight started)

...

Maybe I should write this myself...

Anyway, that's where my brain has gotten me today.

[chackyxyooj]

It Ends How It Begins

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Description: Gene crosses paths with you at a high school reunion - Angst. Pairing: MS!Gene x Reader. WC: ~2.6K

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Gene wakes up with a headache. He clearly didn’t drink enough water last night and now he’s paying the price. It’s just past eight in the morning but the pouding in his head won’t allow him to fall back asleep. As begrudgingly as it might be, Gene pulls himself out of bed and somehow makes it to the kitchen.

The water Gene drinks is cold and it’s not even refreshing. If nothing else, the cold makes the pouding worse. The throbbing in his head is so irritatingly incessant that the boy nearly forgets his phone is on the counter. Without much thought Gene has scrolled through his phone to your contact.

Straight to voicemail.

It’s fine. Your phone is probably dead. Surely you’ll call him back later.

Gene isn’t usually the kind of person to doubt himself but he can’t stop himself from wondering about you. It’s half past noon. You should be awake by now. You should’ve seen his messages. You should’ve seen his missed calls. You’ve been a diligent person for as long as Gene can remember so there’s no way you’ve left your phone dead for so long.

Gene dials your number again. He’s sent straight to voicemail. That makes, what, four times in a row? You’ve always been a tease, but isn’t this a bit too much?

The way you’re treating him… Could it have been something he said last night? 

Highschool reunions aren’t usually the best of times, but if it gave Gene a chance to see a few of his old acquaintances then he would endure it. And though he wouldn’t say that he came here to see you specifically, the thought of seeing you again made every grueling interaction slightly more tolerable. Every painfully dull speech became slightly less painfully dull. If he could see you again, it would all be worth it.

And then it happened. You arrived. From the moment you stepped into the pitifully decorated hall, all eyes were on you. Old friends and acquaintances flocked to you like you were a flame. What was Gene really expecting? In the ten years after highschool you’d managed to meet everyone’s expectations and more. Compared to everyone else in the gym, Gene was just… himself. Not that someone like you mattered to him that much, obviously.

The after party was no different. There was hardly a moment where you weren’t being swept up in conversation with someone. He tried to slip into conversation several times during the night, but at this point talking was becoming a chore. It’s not like the drinks were that good either. It was quickly becoming clear that Gene was wasting his time. But it would be such a shame if he didn’t have at least one smoke on this non-smoking property.

Fine. One cigarette before he leaves.

There’s too many people around who’ll give Gene a hard time for lighting up a cigarette near the entrances to the hall so the boy opts to find a balcony. When he finally does find a secluded place away from the crowds of nostalgic adults, he feels like he can finally breathe. An ironic thought considering his intentions, he supposes.

Just as Gene pulls the door to the balcony open, he spots someone leaning against the rail a little ways away. Great. Looks like this place isn’t as secluded as he thought it was. The boy makes for a hasty retreat when the person on their lonesome turns around.

It’s you.

“Hey.” The words leave Gene’s lips all too quickly, making the smirk that follows to be a little too natural. It makes Gene glad that there’s a subtle veil of darkness between the two of you.

Your smile is polite as you return the boy’s greeting. “Hey. Come here often?”

Gene scoffs slightly as he pulls the balcony door closed behind him. “Is that your attempt at making small talk?”

Your lips part slightly as you’re about to give a reply but the words get caught on the way out. Instead, you shrug your shoulders. “You’ll have to forgive me. At this point I’ve lost track of who I have and haven’t spoken to… which probably means I’ve already talked more than my worth for one night.”

“You mean you’re tired of talking to all your adoring fans?” There’s a hint of irritation in Gene’s tone. If you notice it, you definitely don’t show it. Rather, you humor the boy with a soft laugh. It’s rather girlish and breathy - much different from how he remembers it sounding - but causes a slight stir in his chest anyway. How annoying.

When you finally stop laughing, you give the boy your reply. “I suppose that’s one way to put it.” You’ve become much more reserved than Gene remembers you being. Or maybe the tightness in his chest is because you’re still in ‘council mode.’ He never really liked you that much when you were prim and proper like this.

Gene rolls his eyes as he leans his back against the balcony railing beside you.

Your eyes follow Gene carefully, maybe even curiously, but you continue to lean forward against the rail.

“It’s quiet up here.” Gene comments.

“Far more peaceful than the party, yes.” You affirm with a slight nod. Before long your eyes have trailed away from Gene and up to the sky.

Gene lets out a dry chuckle as a small grin pulls at his lips. He attempts to follow your gaze out into the night sky but ultimately finds himself watching your movements instead. There’s a slight furrow in your brow as you look down at your hands - a telltale sign that you know Gene is looking at you.

It’s only for a moment but Gene lets himself become entranced by you. You’ve always been rather pretty and now is no different. After a while of waiting, Gene finally calls your name. It feels foreign on his tongue, but sounds right from his lips.

You finally turn to look at Gene, a soft smile resting on your lips. “Yes?”

The corner of Gene’s lips pull back into a small smile. The way you turn to look at him and the way you smile is so…sweet. Something stirs within Gene’s chest but he’s quick to push it down. 

Instead he asks, “Do you know who I am?”

"I mean, I’m fairly certain I know who you are but..." You turn your gaze away for a moment before turning back to Gene, embarrassed. "I can't recall your name. Sorry."

Gene laughs when he thinks you’re making a jab at him only to abruptly realise that you’re being serious. “Oh shit, you were being serious?” Gene hums to himself as a frown unconsciously pulls at his lips. He thought he did a good job at locking that part of himself away, but it appears that you did an even better job than he did.

Before he can get too hung up on nothing, Gene pulls a cigarette from his pocket and pops the end into his mouth. Things were probably better this way. You and him were never friends. You were only just… coexisting. Yeah. As the boy goes to pull out his lighter, he becomes distracted by the way you turn to face him.

“You know what, I remember you now…” Your eyes narrow in on Gene slightly as you remove the cigarette from his lips. “Gene.”

“The one and only.” Gene leans forward to take back his cigarette but you hold it just out of his reach. Your eyes flicker between the cigarette you hold in your hand and Gene’s own face.

Gene grins to himself as he steps forward to hover over you. He watches your eyes carefully while he leans over to steal back the cigarette you took from him. There’s a lot about you that’s changed, but something Gene can always count on is your tendency to withdraw when he draws near. He smiles as he lights the tip of his cigarette and takes a long, satisfied drag.

“You’ve gone soft.” Gene murmurs, amused. You, on the other hand, roll your eyes in that familiarly playful way.

"Please, I've always been soft. It's just that you were... how do I put this gently... A pain in my ass?" You laugh to yourself. Your eyes follow Gene’s movements carefully like how they always used to do before.

Gene can’t help but snicker at your attempt at a comeback. “Oh, come on. You know you loved to see me.” Gene responds back, leaning closer to you.

"To an extent.” You close a bit of the distance. “I didn't mind seeing you in the halls, but it was a real pain whenever you got me dragged down to the principal's office each time you decided to smoke on school grounds. A habit of which you still partake in, I see?"

“Guilty as charged.” Gene admits with a small shrug. He can’t help but grin when he pulls out his cigarette pack to offer a cigarette to you. He offers it to you knowing full well that you won’t take the offer.

“Don’t mock me, Delinquent.”

Gene is unable to suppress the chuckle that pushes past his lips. It’s funny that you’ve already called him by the name he once found insulting. Now, however, it feels endearing in a way. The old nickname has taken on a new meaning. “Whatever you say, Sweetheart.”

Before he can stop you, you pluck the cigarette from his lips, toss it to the ground and extinguish it with your heel. The stoic look that Gene would usually expect from you has melted away to something softer, but he’s seen this expression on you before, too.

He’s seen all of you.

The good. The bad. The ugly. Everything.

Gene wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you in. Just as expected, your eyes flit down to the boy’s lips and back up. He’s tempted to laugh at your expression but the urge to lean forward far surpasses his desire to banter. The moment he leans forward to close the distance, your eyes flutter closed.

The kiss starts slowly - being nothing more than a soft brush of the lips. You trail your hands up Gene’s torso and gently pull him closer. It seems to Gene that for as much as you’ve changed, you’re still the one who can’t help but give in to your desires.

In compliance to your silent request, Gene leans in. The pace of each kiss is solely left to Gene’s discretion as you follow his rhythm in full. Each time he leans in to press his lips against yours, you reciprocate the gesture oh so eagerly. After all this time apart Gene is still able to control your every whim. It’s thrilling and reassuring all at the same time.

Despite the way you move so effortlessly with Gene, he wants more. The arm that once gripped your waist travels down to your hips to hold you still. He wants to pull you closer but the way you hold his shoulders makes it hard to do so. He knows you’re doing it on purpose, too.

One of your hands travels up the back of Gene’s neck and grasps his hair. The moment he feels a slight tug Gene pulls himself away from your lips.

“You’ve gotten better at kissing.” You whisper breathlessly.

“And you’re still an annoying tease.” Gene leans forward into the crook of your neck and begins to pepper kisses against your skin.

“Mine was a compliment you know.”

“I know…” Gene briefly stops his onslaught of kisses as he murmurs his response against your skin. “I like you better with an attitude.”

An amused chuckle escapes your lips. “Of course you do.”

Gene continues to leave kisses along your neck as he searches for just the right spot. In his pursuit, his mind is clouded by thoughts of you. Your gentle hums of pleasure. The smell of your perfume. The warmth of your body pressed against his. Everything about you is intoxicating. 

When Gene finally finds the place that makes your breathing hitch, a familiar feeling of pride wells within his chest. He wraps his arms around your waist to pull you in and starts to leave behind a trail of soft, barely visible hickeys. He knows you won’t be too pleased if he leaves too many but he can’t help himself.

As if you were reading his very thoughts, you comb your fingers through Gene’s hair with a simple request. “Don’t leave too many.” When Gene gives you no verbal response you gently push against his shoulders to make space.

Gene pulls back to admire the work he’s done before meeting your gaze with a grin. “You know I can’t promise you that.” Gene is about to return to his work when you suddenly stop him.

“Gene…” Your voice is soft but your eyes… they aren’t. “Should we really be doing this?”

At first your expression seems familiar and coy, but the longer he looks at you the more he realises that it’s different.

You’re different.

“Should we?” The boy frowns, his head slightly tilted.

“You know that moments like this… between us especially… you know they’ve never led us anywhere good.”

“But I- Things will be different this time. They’ve changed. We’ve-!” Gene stops before his words can get too far ahead of himself. “I’ve changed, haven’t I?”

“Have you?” 

You start to pull away from Gene but he doesn’t let you go. He doesn’t want you to go yet. Not when he has you so close. Not when he finally has you in his arms. So instead of letting you slip away Gene takes your hands in his. “Let me prove it to you. Let me prove that I’ve changed.”

You breathe a slow, soft sigh as you place your hand overtop of Gene’s. “How about the two of us talk about this tomorrow? When the drinks and the adrenaline are all out of our systems.” No matter how much Gene wishes to hear any trace of sarcasm in your voice, there’s none. You’re sincere and calm. 

More than anything he’s ever wanted before, Gene wants to tell you how he feels. He wants to spill every thought and every secret he’s had about you over the years apart. He wants you to know just how much he wants you to be by his side, but he can’t. How could he ever expect a girl like you to choose a boy like him?

Gene reaches forward to cup your face with his hand. When he tilts your head back to look at you, your eyes are piercing. He feels weak and exposed in front of you, yet you don’t say a thing. He doesn’t even realise you’ve pulled him in until your lips are against his. The kiss feels familiar, but at the same time it’s completely different.

It’s soft. Gentle, even.

The tight feeling that had been welling up inside of Gene’s chest feels suffocating now. He doesn’t want this moment to end. He knows that the moment you go, you’re gone. You’ve always been someone with sweet smiles and even sweeter words. You won’t be coming back after this. He doesn’t want to believe something like that.

So despite his better judgement, Gene convinces himself otherwise. Even when you slip away; when you wish him well and disappear into the hall, Gene convinces himself that he’ll see you again. You’re a sweetheart, after all.

[creeky-cricket]

I HEREBY BREAK MY SILENCE (IDK not for long, probably)

and in doing this, I will give you my first SFW alphabet, of MyStreet!Zane Ro'meave. cause the lack of content for this man is absolutely CRIMINAL.

Cw: talk of character death, very very brief talk about kinks, angst, fluff, hurt comfort, probably ooc idfk LMAO

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

He probably wouldn't be the most affectionate in public, poor dude can't even bear the thought of people knowing his biggest interest cause he's worried he's gonna be made fun of </3. But, behind closed doors, he would 100% be the most gentle and cute lover, constantly asking if he was allowed to touch you, to hug you. It's the little things. As for verbal affection, I feel like he wouldn't be the biggest fan of pet names, maybe common ones like baby, or sweetheart occasionally but nothing BIG.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

I have a few ideas for this one, but starting off with the most likely. You were probably a friend of Aphmaus or a friend of someone in the main group who's begun meeting everyone. I like to believe you two didn't click immediately, not fighting all the time or anything you just never really spoke. When it actually comes to being friends, you're the one to make the first move, even if it was just a subtly joke to him on the sidelines. Eventually, it just became a common occurrence to see you two together, enjoying each other's company. The two of you can barely even remember when you didn't talk, it just, suddenly happened.

(As for any others, I can think of a few tropes. Like, childhood best friends to lovers, the coffee shop aus, anything soft and sweet. BUT it has to have character development and plot.)

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

This man is a cuddler. Not in public, never in public. But if you two are sat in the same area together, he's leaning on you. Or pulling you into his chest. He likes the feeling of your weight on him, makes him feel grounded. I can also see something else that would happen quite often, like. You sat on the couch watching TV, and he comes in and sits on the floor in front of you or to the side of where you're sitting and just leans his head or body against your legs. (Don't be shy, play with his hair. >:3)

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

This man is the most organised neat freak. Like, to the point it can get a bit tedious. He likes things to be in order and the way he likes it. However, he would be open to compromises. That being said, though, he would be totally fine with having most of the cleaning responsibilities. Like, as long as you’re not leaving him to clean up your stuff, and pick up after yourself, he doesn't expect you to go through and deep clean regularly. This doesn't mean your house is totally spotless tho. As for cooking, I feel like that would be more your responsibility- since all he can really do is bake LMAO. He can make like- bacon- I guess. He's not totally useless, but get him to make anything like stew or smth, he's gonna require a LOT of help. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

If he was the one breaking up with you, he would be very quiet leading up to it. Like, you would probably know because he's just- stopped wanting to be around you. Making excuses, being really mopey around you, and generally just not engaging with things that involve you. It's not like he's trying to be a dick or anything, he's just really worried about how you’re gonna take it. I feel like the reason he wants to break up isn't generally anything bad, he would have just lost feelings. Or felt as if it would just benefit the both of you if you were just friends. He doesn’t want to hurt you and is scared of you not wanting to be around him again. As for if you broke up with him, and how he would take it? PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT BREAK UP WITH HIM OVER TEXT. Zane, the soggy wet cat that he is, will internalize this SO BAD. one-way ticket to Spiral City, ‘What did I do.’ ‘why couldn't I be better’ such and such. Obviously, this would still happen if you broke up with him in person, but at least he can have the immediate distraction of the outdoors or whatever environment you’re in. The first thing he does. Text. Aphmau. Or hell, maybe Garroth depending on the point of timeline. He will cry. Mans will sit and stew in his room just, laid in bed for however long he feels. Will only come out for food and water.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)

Well, this is a tricky one. Theoretically, yes. He would wanna get married, he's always liked the idea of that ‘picture perfect’ life, especially with you. But I guess it's just the actual act that would put him on edge. Not to mention the planning! It would stress him out so badly. God forbid the proposal too! He can barely plan a surprise birthday party, let alone a romantic moment that the two of you will look back on and treasure forever??? That being said, if somehow everything does go to plan, without Zane passing out or dying from cardiac arrest, I don't think it would change much for the two of you. Yes, you’re together by law now, but you were already living together before this, you were already settled before this. Honestly? I feel like he would be set with just staying engaged for the rest of your life. By this point, he knows you’ll never leave him. And god knows that he would never even begin to fathom a life without you in it.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Gosh, Zane would be so conscious of being too overbearing with you. So he is very gentle physically. If you have long hair, and you ask him to tie it up for you, he would be so careful with it. Apologising if your hair gets tangled on his fingers, barely even pulls the hair tie in case it would hurt you. While you’re cuddling, he holds you fairly loose too, just in case you want to pull away. Or if you felt uncomfortable. Bro, it would be like a year into your relationship and he would still have such shaky hands and soft touches cause he's so nervous around you. I also hc that his hands are like, constantly cold. No amount of warmth can do this man good, so it's common that he pulls his hands away very quickly if you were to flinch from the cold. (like man, it would be the middle of summer and he would fr feel like he's been locked in a freezer for the majority of his life) Emotionally? Well, he tries, he really tries to be open for you. And he is, you can talk to him any time you want! He would never get bored of hearing your voice, it's just. He's always going to be blunt. And he's never gonna be able to know the right things to say in any given situation, so please be patient with him. (AHJDBAWHJK WAIT MF you: ‘…do you think I'm ugly??’ Zane: ‘uh… sometimes. I guess? why?’)

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are awkward in the beginning. Like, he's such a touch-starved dude he doesn’t know what to do when someone hugs him. Let alone someone he likes a lot. God forbid it’s in a context in which you need comfort too, it would be so awkward. It’s also awkward because he doesn’t know how to ask for them. In theory, he wants to touch you all of the time. Like, he wants to hug you and be near you every second of the day, so he just doesn't wanna come off weird for wanting to hug you all the time. After a while, you both develop your own non-verbal mannerisms and ways of asking for physical affection, so it does get better. But still, if he had the choice of being close to you forever he would accept that so fast.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He probably says it very fast into the relationship, but like, it would be a heat of the moment sort of thing. Probably when you first start dating, it's a very flustered, very rushed ‘ILOVEYOU-’. But then wouldn't really say it after that. He already feels as if it’s something he shouldn't have said at the time, so he's not gonna risk saying it again not until at least a month or two into your relationship, or you begin saying it too. Once it becomes a normalised thing, he says it quite often. You’re the best thing that's ever happened to him, he wants you to know that! Even if that includes random moments of him pouring his heart out to you. Bro, it would be so dead silent, you could be doing something like housework and he would just spawn out of nowhere and be like ‘I really, really love you. You better know that!’

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Ooohhh, he gets jelly. Very easy. Usually only over small things tho, and it's not entirely a big deal. But please don't just brush him off, poor baby just wants to make sure you’re not gonna leave him. He was in the shadow of pretty much everyone he's ever met: his brothers, his classmates, his friends. God, can you even blame him for being a little bit nervous about that? That being said, it's usually pretty easy to know when he's jealous. He gets very huffy and blushy and quiet, glaring at whatever’s making him jelly. Give him a few words of reassurance, hold his hands and give him eye contact while doing so and he’s a pile of mush lmao. However, there can be times that you can't tell that you’ve done something wrong, or well, what you have done wrong. If something makes him genuinely jealous, and makes him upset. He will wait until you’re in a more private setting before he explains, first of all, because he respects that that sort of stuff shouldn't be done in public. And secondly, because he just doesn't know how to phrase things, and probably feels as if he doesn't have the right to be feeling like that. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

You guys don’t have your first kiss until like, 4-5 months into your relationship. Depending on how close you are before you get together that is. It's possible you’d already had it before you started dating, but still. This is mainly because of the fact he wears the mask, which kinda obstructs things. But I feel like your first kiss would be so sweet, maybe during a moment where you’re comforting him. Specifically about his looks, he's sat telling you his insecurities and you persuade him to take his mask off. Cradling his cheeks and looking over his features, he gets a little flustered, so he begins to pull his mask up out of instinct but suddenly your lips are on his. He. Would. MELT. PILE OF GOOP. Putty in your hands. Probably goes really quiet for a while and you worry you made him uncomfy, and suddenly, after like 10-15 minutes, he asks if it would be ok if he kissed you again. >:3 He also likes to give you forehead and cheek kisses. Easiest to give through the mask. As for where he likes to be kissed, cheek, temple, lips. He's not entirely picky. Will get really flustered if you kiss his neck/jawline tho. Even if it’s in a completely innocent way, he just gets really red. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

You are not having kids. It's not like he doesn't like children, well- he doesn't but it’s more the anxiety that he gets around them if anything. Always feels like he’ll do something wrong and it would have lasting effects. Man worries too much, but at least you would know that if you did happen to have kids he would wanna be involved 24/7. He would technically be a good dad, but he would probably end up being a helicopter parent, especially if something was to happen to you.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Zane would either be the type to be up at 7 am sharp even on weekends. I feel like he’d be the type of person to loathe mornings too, so it would be pretty funny if he was an early riser. 

‘ ‘Hey, baby.’ you coo as you walk into the kitchen in the morning, seeing your beloved boyfriend resting his forearms against the windowsill, watching those who walked past. ‘Whatcha doin’?’ You ask, curiously, walking up beside him to find the scowl etched onto his face, ‘..judging..’ ’ He gets out of bed carefully in the morning so as not to wake you, slowly making his way out of your shared room and down the stairs. He probably just sits and watches TV in the living room for a while until you wake up. Though, if you didn't work at home, he would get things ready for you. Like, make you a drink, make sure your clothes are out of the wash, would want to make your food but he probably leaves that to you. His service stops at breakfast in bed (most days). 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Being a night owl, Zane’s the most ‘active’ at night. 7 pm to 12 am is the best time frame for him socially and creatively. Granted he's not the most creative person, but I imagine he does like writing and doodling every once in a while. Nights are pretty unpredictable when it comes to him, sometimes he's busy at work getting things done, or busy with some project that he's working on. But then, there are nights when all he wants to do is snuggle with you on the couch and just watch TV. Or even just spend some type of time with you. 2 am baking is a common occurrence too. A big mess to clean up in the morning too. Usually consists of you and Zane, sleep-deprived and laughing as you try and bake something together. Music is on in the background as you’re busy at work. 9/10 ends up with you both covered in various powders and ingredients due to you both getting too competitive in your ‘competitions’. However, that 1/10 is usually that sweet type of baking, tiredly clinging to each other as you follow some recipe that KC sent you either that morning or sometime a week ago. Soft kisses shared while you wait for things to mix and kjbkjbfsd I love baking oneshot ideas...

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He's not a very open person, we know this. Only starts telling you really deep things once he knows he can trust you, which takes a long time, mind you. By this I mean like; his insecurities, how he’s been treated during his life, and his feelings. And when he does start talking to you about this, it comes out like a fucking waterfall. Especially if he's ranting after a high-stress situation. God, this poor guy, probably starts crying and beating himself up about it because he's embarrassed and feels like he's making a fool of himself in front of you. Ends with him in your arms, from an angry peak to a very sad low. There are situations like this every now and again with him, with the way he bottles pretty much everything, day in, day out it's hard not to. Everybody needs some kind of release every once in a while. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He gets grumpy easily, but that's it really. He never really gets ‘angry’ with you, and you guys never really argue, not really. Maybe silly disagreements here and there, but if you’re actually the one for him I feel like he would value you most because you can agree on almost everything. That being said, he is Zane Ro’meave, an easily irritated guy. Plus the fact he annoys people for the fuck of it and lacks the skill the care about who he upsets. If you do something that actually pisses him off you’ll know about it eventually. Similarly to how he gets when he's jealous, he just gets kinda quiet for a while, before giving himself to recollect his thoughts before sitting down and speaking about it with you. Working out solutions and ways to avoid it in the future. Do expect to be glared at a lot too, this man has the perfect stink eye, and will not be afraid to throw it at you if you’re being annoying. (though he doesn’t really care lmao, as long as you’re comfortable and having fun it's usually not a problem.)

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He knows absolutely everything. Mainly because he will just sit there and listen to you rant, just like you would do for him. Like, at first you would be ranting, and he would be doing something. Like scrolling on his phone, or reading. And you would get mumbly and stop because you didn’t want to get annoying and were afraid of him getting irritated. Bro fr looks up from whatever he is doing and raises his brow. If you don’t continue, he will prompt you to. ‘I'm still listening,’ ‘continue,’ ‘and then what happened?’. Would probably be able to recite the whole thing back to you. Along with this, he remembers the other small things too, whether it's something you told him about yourself, or something somebody else told him about you. Like, your favourite drink, your favourite movie, hell, he would totally try and get into your special interest and learn certain things about it if he heard how much it means to you cause he wants you to feel heard and loved. :3

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

If you were to ask him, he'd probably say he couldn’t tell you, that he didn’t really know. But honestly? His favourite is probably from near to when you first started living together, not everything was in its right spot as of yet, and things were still unfamiliar. One night, there was a huge storm outside, thunder, lightning, wind, you name it. Just when you thought it couldn't get much worse, the power had been cut out due to it too, so no wifi, no TV, and most importantly, no light. The power cut out just as the sun began to set too, and wouldn't be fixed till late morning. Zane, being the guy that he was, didn't really care too much about the cut. Sure, it was inconvenient but it wasn’t a huge bother to him. But he noticed how on edge you seemed. How tense you were. And so, he asked you about it, and upon learning about your feelings towards storms, plus the added stress of lack of lights and distractions, he took it upon himself to ‘protect’ you. And so, for the rest of the night, you two poked around in unpacked boxes, looking for torches, games, anything you could use to pass the time. Though, through everything, it ends with the two of you cuddled under a blanket fort you made out of boxes, blankets (obv) and various other bits of furniture. Zane's arms wrapped around you, keeping you secure as the two of you either slipped into sleep or waited for the sun to rise once again.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

As I said before, very nervous about being too overprotective, he doesn't wanna seem controlling, cause he's heard that that’s a bad thing to be. Would barely even touch you for the first few weeks of your dating, cause he didn't want to make you uncomfy. It's the same reason he doesn’t like PDA, along with the fact it makes him uneasy. But, that doesn't mean he won't protect you. Like, if someone were to start being rude to you, he would be on the front lines. Verbally, of course. If it was one of the main group, and they had said something that had upset you. He would 100% chew them out for it, in public too. He does NOT fear confrontation. As for you with him, he would not like for you to do that. If somebody upsets him, he can and will stand up for himself and he wants you to be able to understand that. (But if someones talking behind his back and he wasn't there…. well.) I feel like the ‘protection’ that he would want from you, is to just be a safe haven for him. Someone he can talk to, be himself with and have no worries that you would tell anyone. It seems silly, but he would literally love you forever.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

NAWH HE WOULD TRY SO HARRRDD. One of the first dates you go on would probably be a really fancy thing, like a restaurant. BUT IT WOULD BE SO AWKWARD. The reason he invited you to that dinner is because that's what he thought you expected him to do, and obviously he has connections with money considering his family. But after that, he would probably talk to you about it, and upon learning that also wasn’t your setting, you would move on to more comfortable places. Like the movies! Or the arcade! As for gifts, and anniversaries, he would panic SO BAD. Your first anniversary, he had Aphmau and Aaron guiding him through it. Like, ‘What should I do?’, ‘Where should we go??’, ‘What do I get them???’. He just wants it to be perfect for you like you would do for him. Safe to say the key thing with him is communicating, no surprise dates. That would make him so uncomfy. OH, AND HE WOULD HELP YOU WITH TASKS TOO. Like, if he saw that you were stressing he would fr sit you down and be like, ‘ok, listen. This is stressing you out. What can I do to help you.’ would 100% do the silliest task you set for him as long as it makes you feel better </3

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He probably finds it really funny to annoy you. Like, most of the time it's harmless, but sometimes it gets to a point where you feel as if he’s just making fun of you. Which isn't his intention! And you know this, in the grand scheme of things. He just gets carried away, seeing you frustrated is cute and funny to him. It's also probably his way of flirting lmao. Bro will find pay so much close attention to you, find the ways that you tick and the small things that piss you off and push every fucking button he can LMAO. Can and has ended up with you being like ‘Dude, seriously? Cut it out.’. It would take him a while to fully apologise, especially at the beginning of your relationship. Back then he probably wouldn't even say it to your face, would send you a genuine text paragraph saying he was sorry and then act like it never happened. When you’re more comfortable with each other he will say he's sorry, but subtly. He does mean it, he just gets really awkward about it.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

This dude. For a man who wants people to think he is tough, mysterious and intimidating, he dresses like an E-boy and covers 75% of his face simply because he doesn’t like how he looks. And he feels like people would think less of him because of it. It takes him a long time to feel comfortable enough to be completely maskless around you. He’s not as bothered with his eye as he is with his freckles, so that’s probably the thing you see first. To help with this, complement him. Complements are his weakness. Just a simple ‘you’re so pretty’ would have him REELING. (Bro has the biggest praise kink) 

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Oh absolutely, this dude can barely sleep in a bed without you in it. Once he's gotten a taste of the love you gave him, he feels like he wouldn't be able to go on without it. This might be the angst-craving side of me talking, but imagine a world where you’re suddenly taken from him. Little to no warning. Whether you die, you go missing or whatever, the absolute disdain that he would feel. Would feel lost for so long if you remained gone, barely talked, barely went out, and probably moved out of your shared house and back in with Garroth for a while. He just doesn't know what to do with himself. Depending on how far into the relationship you are when this happens, idk if he would get with anyone again. If it was rather early, he would more than likely move on eventually. It would take a while but he would, for you. But if you were like, committed? Engaged and everything, there's no way. You were the one for him, and he would just not be happy with anyone else. Cause it wouldn't be you. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He's a very sleepy drunk and a lightweight. This man didn't have his first drink till like, his late twenties. And even then I don't think he would ever make a habit out of drinking, maybe a few at gatherings, doesn't really like to go out to an alcohol-centric setting (like a bar or anything). Plus the fact it's hard to drink through a mask so most of the time at these gatherings he was the designated driver. So if he ever does get drunk around you, (one of the rare times) expect to be fallen asleep on, and helping him to the car. Also a cuddly drunk. But only with like, you and Aph. Maybe Garroth depending on how far gone he is. Will just sit there silently, either with you on his lap or sitting to the side of you, arms around your waist and head on your shoulder / in your neck, sound asleep.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Someone who won't / isn't able to communicate with him. Communication is key with Zane, after being pushed around and forced into awkward and unwelcoming environments for the vast majority of his life he just wants to be with someone who will listen to his point of view and not judge him for basically existing. He also wants to be with someone who can tell him when he's doing something they don’t like. He’s not good at reading between the lines, and will just continue doing something if you don’t tell him. He would also need you to tell him when he does something you do like as well. He wants to know what he can do as well as can't do. And he expects all the same from you too. He understands communication can be difficult for some people, but to be his partner you’ll need to have the ability to set boundaries, and clear ones at that.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Bro pulls all-nighters like he doesn't need sleep to survive. And then he complains that he's tired all the time. Will say something like ‘I've got such bad eyebags’ and then argue the toss when it comes to you telling him to sleep more. Though not to be cliche, he does sleep better when you’re laid with him. It's just the grounding feeling of your weight against him, and the sound of your soft breaths. And the fact he physically can't move by law. Lmao, you have to coax him to actually go to bed though, like a toddler. He’ll be so tired, eyelids drooping and falling asleep on the couch or at a desk and he will fr be like ‘Noooo, I don't wanna’. And then as soon as he lays down he is out like a fucking light.

oh, hey!!

ty for reading!! :3

[crispys-records]

laurence will always be left behind.

garroth will follow aphmau and their friends to the end of the earth, having adventure after adventure, all in the hopes of supporting aphmau and the man she fell in love with, and come back and laurence is waiting for him, as if he never left that house. garroth will ask laurence where he's been, and laurence shrugs it off, saying he had to take care of the house. status quo restored, there'll be peace until garroth leaves again, and laurence doesn't leave with him.

garroth can't remember the last time he had been home. is laurence there? will he be waiting? or will he be gone, having finally gotten sick of waiting on an empty street for a best friend who hasn't thought of him during the most stressful moments, with not even a letter or a call.

but laurence is there when he opens the door. hes still there, resting on the couch, smiling when garroth comes home. and garroth doesn't believe it. he looks around, searches desperately for signs of life in the house hes been missing from for months. laurence hasn't even said a word about garroth's new ears and tail, only asking what hes looking for. and garroth doesnt reply, only running to his room and shutting the door. because laurence had gone missing months ago. because garroth had come back from love~love paradise, only to find laurence gone, without a note. all of his things left behind. laurence had vanished, and he couldn't even bring himself to call the police, not when he hadn't even thought of laurence in the months hed been gone.

there was no status quo. there was no peace. not when his house was empty. not when people had asked when laurence was going to come and hang out, and garroth couldn't bring himself to tell people that laurence was gone. he would make up some lie, like he was too tired from work lately, that he didn't want to go anywhere. people stop asking. and as the months go by, and a new status quo settles in, no one says anything about laurence. and life happens, and days go by. until garroth is the only one who remembers him.

until garroth is the one left behind by laurence.

[mothmoonle]

Mystreet Garroth Headcanon:

So what if Garroth was conditioned as a kid (by Garte) to not use his strength. To control his anger and emotions to not get too excited and break someone/something.

What if instead of vaporising doors Shamelessly, he becomes quiet and still, silently (because he has to be) angry at himself for losing control again.

Instead on being touch affectionate and big on hugs, what if he distances himself from others, afraid of getting them hurt.

In instances where strength is needed to do something or save someone, what if he's paralysed, unable to forget memories of Garte screaming at him for being too strong.

Garroth banned from participating in sports due to being too rough, him going on runs/exercising by himself because thats the only way he can let out his emotions without worrying about people around. What if he did things like weight training, and boxing and whatever so he can learn to control his movements and know his strength.

What if Garroth hates that he's this big intimidating (in this case anyway) muscle-man and is fucking terrified to touch people.

Him flinching away from touch as a reflex he learnt as a kid, and people thinking something *else* is going on.

In conclusion, touch starved Garroth, terrified of his own strength.

[killerzshadow]

Shadow Knight Laurence AND Vylad Ramble? Of Course, Why Not? Because Nobody Talks About Their Trauma RESPONSES Enough.

Cw: Mentions Of Torture, Physical & Psychological, Self Blame, Violence & Yknow. Gene Being Gene (Because Gene Keeps Tormenting People. 😔)

Laurence Is Clearly Royally Fucked Up To The Point To Just Seeing The Bitch Who Utterly Ruined Him And Broke Every Fragment Of His Being Apart Sends Him Into A Panic. I Just Have This Idea Of Terms Like "Sir/Ma'am/Mx" Being A Trauma Response That He Often Reverts Back To It When He's Scared Of Upsetting Somebody, Because Gene Being Referred To As Such By Most People Isn't Surprising Considering His High Ranking Amongst Shadow Knights. Then The Whole "Lord" Thing With The Shadow Lord.

So It's Like These Terms Of Respect That Give Them Power And A Sense Of Superiority They Both So Desperately Crave Being Used Against The Person Being Harmed. And Ripping It Out Of Somebody So Defiant? As Absolutely Defiant As Laurence Would Be? If That's Not A Power Move, I Don't Know What Is.

Now, There's Also The Whole Idea Of Vylad And Laurence Being In Cells Next To Each Other. Vylad Is Somebody Who You Can't Exactly Tell If He's With Or Against The Shadow Knights. Of Course, This Isn't Taken Lightly, And He's Often Tortured Extremely For Every One Of His Little Disappearing Acts. That Time Wasn't Any Different. Yet, While Laurence Was Able To Escape, Vylad Was Left Alone. Again.

I Like To Think They Grew Rather Close, Or At Least Laurence Did; Vylad Definitely Has Attachment Issues Because He's So Cut Off From His Emotions. However, Vylad Did Help Laurence Cope A Bit Because Who Else To Know Better Than The Person Who's Basically A Test Dumby For Every Fucked Up Method Of Torture? Because Like, Vylad Wears A Mask Due To A Scar That Crosses From The Corner Of Either Side Of His Mouth, Up To Under His Ears In My Headcanons, And That Alone Speaks Volumes.

I "Like" To Think Vylad Is So Accustomed To Torture That He's Fairly Numb To It. He Knows Gene Like The Back Of His Hand, For Better Or Worse. Vylad Can Pick Up On Little Expressions, His Mood — He Knows Whether Or Not It'll Be A "Good" Or "Bad" Day. The Thing With Vylad Though, Is He Does Hate The Idea Of Others Being Harmed & Him Being Utterly Helpless. Even Worse If He's, Per Say, Forced To Harm A Captive.

Let's Take This Canon Quote From Him, “One good deed does not fix a thousand wrongs done. I'm not a good person, let's just leave it at that. Please.” No Matter What Good He Does, In His Own Eyes Nothing Will Fix Everything Wrong He's Done. Whether It's Self Blame Or Him Actually Doing Something Horrible, It's Always His Own Fault. He Couldn't Ever Be A Good Person And He Doesn't Deserve Forgiveness. He Knows He's Just A Pawn For A Great Evil, And He Signed His Fate Away When He Became A Shadow Knight. So, That Is His Own Fault.

Every Ounce Of Torture He Endures, He Believes It's Deserved. Both Because Of His Own Beliefs And The Severity Of The Manipulation. Maybe, Just Maybe, He Hopes One Day All The Torture Will Amount To Something, Anything, To Rid Of That Guilt That Haunts His Very Being.

[that-genloser]

Drawings from my many fandoms

First two are ocs

[little-estrellita]

Finished Mystreet and aaaaaaahh?

Spoilers up ahead

We saw Emmalyn earlier in the series, I'll never forget the scene with Garroth's feathers. So the reveal that she's "Ghost" was, eh?

It was obvious the team had to cut a lot of corners to make deadlines for the later half of the season. The animation sections became too many and suffered in quality... and the new season is meant to be fully animated.

Alot lost their lives, but it hurts that only the "side characters" were permanent. People who showed up just for this season and only to get picked off.

I also wish Aphmau's sperm donor did drown - he was right in saying he didn't deserve to be rescued. And him trying justify why he left guilty towards Aphmau and not Ein was BLAH. Even the main villain called him out. I love moments where you think the writing is going in a terrible direction only to be somewhat right, but at least 1 character acknowledges it.

I did like the ending. Aphmau couldn't save Aaron's memory. Love can't just undo that sort of thing. And the return of the not alone buddy.

But I wonder if Malissa lied about not knowing who Shu is or if the writers forgot she was already told? Melissa straight up talked about it with Aph.

I know I'm complaining alot but I do like the series.

Much more than I did when I was younger. Little me was a Dairies supporter. And for that preteen, I'm rewatching Dairies.. again. This time skipping season 0 {original season 1 where Aph plays with mods}

Ah. The simple times where the biggest dilemma was the WELL and the babe house. And everyone bullying the gaurds.

[cloffmoff]

i just wanted to find out if this was a fever dream or not cause i feel like NO ONE ever talks about it but does anybody remember in like the end of one of the last when angels fall eps garroth and katelyn show up to fight/distract michael and he summons a (fake?) zianna (who has been missing for multiple days) and has her hug garroth while telling him everything is going to be okay and that if he stops fighting everyone can be together again

and then after he escapes michael’s control again he says he feels ‘like a fool’ FOR MISSING HIS MOM AND WANTING EVERYONE TO BE OKAY?? ITS NOT YOUR FAULT MAN 😭😭

theres no way he left starlight without derealization issues; if he can be controlled by hallucinations of the people he loves, then post WAF he must always be rly cautious and unsure that the people around him are real

[xerith-42]

wait so i love the idea of MCD laur being launched into MS season 3. Now i have questions.

Does he end up telling them about being a shadow knight? Or does that… reveal itself (rubbing my hands together menacingly). If so, how does that go down? What’s the reactions? The circumstances? mwahaha

Does he get to visit Cadenza? What’s that like? For that matter, are his dads alive in this universe? (AUGHEUGHEU) Does he ask Cad about them?

Oh now that's an idea...

He 100% would want to keep it on lock down. Even if these alternate versions of his friends are surprisingly chill about him being from another dimension, they even ask him questions about it, there's some stuff he refuses to tell them. Idk where he would start living, maybe with MyS Garrance who knows, but whoever first sees him without a shirt on would no doubt notice the amount of scars across his body. There's a difference between "I come from a dangerous world" and "I have scarring of multiple stab wounds and burn marks that would have easily killed someone."

If anyone tried to ask him about it he would just dodge the question, tell them that it's nothing, just wounds from a battle he's already won. I don't think his calling would fully be able to act up in this other dimension, but it would try to. He'd be hanging out with everyone, getting to know them, and then when he looks over at the now second alternate version of the woman he loves so much, it just happens. In an instant his hands become shaky, his eyes start to cloud over, and all his thoughts are filled with the urge to kill.

And let's remember, at the point he got yoinked out of his original timeline, Laurance has just barely if at all started to come to terms with his condition and what it does to him. He's still in denial about how bad it is because he doesn't want Aphmau to worry or Garroth to distrust him. He doesn't know or understand different symptoms because they just started, and now he's surrounded by people who don't even know what a Shadow Knight is.

I imagine the calling acting up would make Laurance run away, like physically run the fuck away from Lover's Lane with no way to track him because boy has inhuman speed and no phone. The thing that gets him to come back is when they find him hiding in the woods that line the city. And the person who finds him is this dimensions version of Cadenza. The one person who no matter what situation Laurance was in, is able to talk him down.

She's not the same as his sister. When he sees her he can see the difference in them. His sister is a little taller, carries herself differently, and is obviously dressed differently. But her voice sounds so similar, her laugh is the same, and the soft way she talks to a freaking out Laurance is enough to ground him to some sense of reality when he's spiraling. Cadenza was always able to talk Laurance down from a bad decision when they were kids, and now this alternate version of her is able to do the same.

MCD Laur and MyS Cadenza become absolute besties after this. Like forget his budding brotherly relationship with MyS Dante that reflects the same one they had in MCD, he's found someone he can consider family here. He never talks about what happened, just tells everyone it was some warrior instinct that went haywire. What do you mean his eyes sometimes change color when he looks at Aphmau for too long? You're making things up again Travis.

Fun little aside, Laur would 100% tell most of the cast about their counterparts, and Travis would be so upset to learn that he doesn't have one (as far as Laur knows).

And one day Laur goes to Cadenza's house so they can talk and she can figure out a way she can properly dress him. Everyone else lives alone or with another adult roommate, so he doesn't even think to ask about who she lives with. When he knocks on the door, there's nothing that can prepare him for who opens it.

It's Joh.

His dad. His real dad, or the closest thing he had to one. The man who first took him in, and the first person Laurance failed to protect.

Emotions take over logic and he just hugs this man. He doesn't know if Cadenza's informed him of the situation, he doesn't know if he's supposed to pretend to be the other Laurance, and he doesn't care. In a precious moment he's able to hug his father and maybe break down crying while he's hugging him who knows.

I do think Cadenza tried to explain to her dads that the man coming over is an alternate version of Laurance from another dimension. And while Hayden is a sci-fi nerd and can actually wrap his head around the concept, Joh was sort of nodding along for the conversation. He gets that this man looks and acts a lot like his son, but isn't his son. Yet this doppelganger hugs him the exact way his son did when he came home from college, with so much love that it crushes him.

And for Laurance, even if he knows this is no doubt an alternate version of his father, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter because for just a sweet sweet moment he gets to hug his father and pretend like he didn't completely and utterly fail him. When this now very awkward hug breaks, Laurance has to come to terms with reality, see that this man is indeed different from the one he failed to protect.

But for just a minute... it felt like he was.

[strawberrym1ko]

THE WORLD FELL SILENT

SYNOPSIS: The world did, in fact, end that day. WARNINGS: Mentions of death.

M.LIST || APHMAU LIST

ㅤSilence.

ㅤJust. Pure. Silence.

ㅤPoeple were yelling as they ran away from the bridge. Blinding lights shinned from above, signalling that the agents' helicopters had arrived, but you heard nothing.

ㅤAs typical as it sounds. It was like the world had stopped in that moment. Everything was in slow motion. . . then. . .the sound of metal piercing flesh struck your ears. It was the harsh awakening you didn't want.

ㅤYou were lucky enough to have gotten out of the cave before Ein had come around, poisoning the minds of the wolves who had taken refuge in the cave. Parts of you were thankful for the sudden trip that needed to be taken, but you could have done something to help, and that gulit ate at you.

ㅤThough people would have considered you lucky, at this current moment, you felt anything but lucky. Screams filled your ears, the harsh wind from the helicopters propellers shoved past you. The world moved at a steady pace once again.

ㅤReturned back to reality.

ㅤ". . . Blaze?" You called out in a whispered tone, like he could hear it over the helicopters flying above everyone. Flash lights hitting down on the bridge where Aaron stood, blood covered sword in hand. His face was stone cold, not a single emotion flashed across those fire eyes. Not. A. Single. One.

ㅤYou had gotten closer. You didn't know why. An auto-pilot moment, but you were stopped by one of the main agents. Rowan. He shook his head, knowing exactly who it was you were heading towards.

ㅤDisbelief was written all over your face as you looked away from Rowan and towards Blaze, calling out his name once again. It hasn't registered in your mind yet. You were in the denial stage of grief already.

ㅤ"[Name]. . " Rowan spoke with such softness, as if he was talking to a little girl who couldn't grab the concept of death.

"No. . . No. He. . ." You wanted to find the words that would convince you he is okay, but you couldn't. Because you knew he wasn't okay.

ㅤ"Blaze" You said a bit louder.

ㅤ"Blaze!!" Your voice got louder and louder with each call-out. Rowan held you back with little force, not wanting to harm you in the state you're currently in. But he knew that he'd have to do something if you kept going.

"Blaze, please!!" You screamed at him. Hopinf he'd miraculously get up from the floor and dust it off as nothing but a punch to the gut.

ㅤBut, he didn't. He just laid there, the pool of red growing larger and larger till small dropelts fell into the clear lake below the bridge, staining it.

ㅤ"Wake up!" You choked on a sob that was raising up from your stomach. Swallowing it back was going to be no use. So, you allowed it to spill from your lips. The teardrops rolled down your cheeks as you screamed from the top of your lungs.

ㅤRowan held you as you dropped to the floor, the weight of everything crushing down on top of you. You knelt there, screaming and crying out for Blaze.

ㅤThe best day of your life had just become the worst day of your life.

[uncannedbread]

Guys I have an angsty reason for why Garroth breaks doors.

Okay so originally Garte signed Zane up for the experiments(Micheal probably accepted Zane as an experiment because he still would affect Irene/Aphmau) BUT Garroth, worried about his little brother desperately breaks the door. Garroth, who doesn't have his forever potion, is covered in blood so, Garte of course worried about his image gives Garroth the strength potion and tries to continue having Zane be an experiment but every. single. time. Garroth breaks the door. Micheal even tried leaving Garroth in the room but Garroth wouldn't even bother letting Micheal near Zane so Zane ended up retracted from experiments.

Zianna accidentally encourages this behavior. Garte never listens to her(how did they get together? Who knows) so she has to put her hope into the only person with at least a 30% of Garte actually listening, Garroth. Since Zane's birth she has put a large weight on Garroth's shoulders to take care of Zane and it got even heavier when they adopted Vylad. Leading to him never really giving them space and well.. the start of Zane hating him.

BUT this isn't about Zane right now.

It's about why we all should hate Garte.

So let's get hating Guys.

[chackyxyooj]

Too Little Too Late

Second Male Lead Syndrome: A Quiet Hug

Where he only confesses because he doesn’t want to lose you.

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Description: Gene was supposed to be your best friend with no strings attached. Well, turns out he was a lot more attached to you than he thought. || Hurt/No Comfort, Angst.

Pairing: MS!Gene X Reader

WC: ~1.7K

CW: Angst without a happy ending.

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Gene leans against the door to your apartment as he patiently waits for your return. He knows the code to enter if he needs to, but there’s nothing inside that he needs. Without you, that apartment holds no value to the boy. So now he stands waiting while recounting the moments which led him here in the first place.

At first it was a single moment. A single instance in your two long years of friendship that caused a strange pull in Gene’s chest. He wasn’t sure what it was specifically, but something in that moment made Gene look at you. Like, really look at you.

Before that day he’d never noticed the direction your lips curved when you smiled. He never noticed the spark in your eyes when you start to ramble on, nor the slight pep in your step whenever you had a surprise in store. Despite how much Gene thought he knew you, you always managed to prove him wrong.

Maybe it’s normal for friends to always be learning new things about each other; to pay attention to one’s little quirks as they become more accustomed to one another. It’s definitely normal to get excited when you make plans with your friends, so the rapid beating of Gene’s heart whenever the two of you made plans is probably normal too.

It wasn’t until Gene was alone with you, your arm brushing up against his as he looked out into the night, that he realised the way he felt was different.

He wanted to listen to you talk forever. To have you by his side like this all of the time. It was only a matter of time, Gene thinks, before something like this happened. Gene’s soft spot for you has never been a secret, but how else are you supposed to treat your best friend? Gene didn’t want to question it; he shouldn’t have questioned it. Growing to be your best friend was the only thing that Gene never dared to question, but as Gene desperately tried to pull his attention away from you, he couldn’t.

So right then and there, in that moment of shared solace, Gene buried the secret that had been welling up deep inside of him.

The longer Gene held onto his secret, the more it consumed him. Playful words slowly became his truths, and soft looks became reserved for you and you alone. Sometimes his secret was like an old friend - kind and familiar. And sometimes it was an addiction - a feeling that gripped him so tightly that he might just die from it, but something he would surely die without. At this rate Gene would never escape the walls he so carelessly built around himself, but was he really willing to risk it all?

He thought about telling you the truth, to have himself on full display for you to see, but the fear of losing everything good outweighed the prospect of anything he might’ve had to gain. He decided it was better not to tell you. He swore that he would never tell you, but even that was a promise that ended up broken.

Gene knows you better than he’d ever admit. He knows your smiles and he knows your laughs, but the look you have whenever you’re with them is different. Gene has never seen you look at someone with such warmth before. He’s never seen you act as brashly as you do. The only thing it could be compared to was the secret that was held captive within Gene himself. 

Catching you sitting and laughing so casually with someone else - it hurt. Things like that aren’t supposed to hurt. Best friends are supposed to be happy for each other when things like this happen, so why did it feel like the weight of the world was dropped onto his shoulders? Feeling like that was awful, but knowing that he had no right to feel that way made it ten times worse.

And then came the day he knew would come: the day you were no longer his.

You came to Gene bearing what you thought was good news, but the news of finding a partner was the last thing Gene wanted to hear about. He knew it was coming, he’d seen it coming from miles away, but that didn’t mean he wanted to know. And the fact that Gene was the first person you told… that was what managed to pry Gene’s secret right from between his lips.

Everything that Gene so brashly shut away came out like a flood. It was almost cruel. The secret that held Gene captive for so long poured from his lips and drowned you out.

In the moment it felt right to say it. Gene didn’t want to lose you to someone else. He couldn’t bear to see you go, but he hadn’t meant to drive you away either. Every fear Gene held - they became his reality. You pushed him away. You avoided his calls. Now he sits against your apartment door in hopes that when you come home you won’t be tempted to shut him out for good.

So Gene waits. A minute passes. Then fifteen. Then thirty.

Confusion and frustration begin to set in as Gene realises how irrationally he’s acting. It wasn’t fair of him to confess his feelings like that. It wasn’t fair to hold them back throughout the friendship. It’s not fair that he fooled you into believing that he was your best friend when in reality he wanted you in a way you hadn’t wanted him.

Hell, was it even fair to be waiting outside your apartment? Gene never gets a chance to answer that question for himself. Not when he hears you call his name, and definitely not when you’re standing right in front of him with a confused smile.

“Gene?” You call out to the boy, standing a few paces down the hall as you approach your front door. “What are you doing here?”

Gene’s head snaps up as he hears your voice. He can’t help the guilt that gathers in his expression. “I was waiting for you…” He manages to say, his voice uncharacteristically soft and hesitant. Gene knows he must look pathetic, but none of that matters right now. To him, all that matters is the fact that you don’t push him away.

“Gene…” You sigh. “It’s the middle of fall and you’re not even wearing a jacket.”

“I know, and I’m sorry but I-” Gene swallows as he attempts to keep his tone flat but that makes the tremble in his voice more obvious. “I needed to talk to you.”

“Okay, I’m here. What do you need to talk about?” You kneel down in front of Gene, reaching forward and gently cupping his face with your hands in an effort to get him to look at you. No matter how cruel it might’ve been, you should’ve pulled away when you felt him leaning into your touch.

After all, the way you wipe away his tears is so much worse.

Gene looks into your eyes, his breath coming out in a shaky exhale. He knows you don’t feel the same way he does. He knows you’re hearing him out because he’s your friend - not that knowing makes him feel any better about any of this.

“I…” Gene stutters, his voice choked with emotion. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too.” You apologise, but your apology only makes Gene feel worse about himself. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you by avoiding you, but I didn’t know how to give myself space to process everything. I shouldn’t have done that but I… things have changed between us.”

Gene closes his eyes as he focuses on the feeling of your hands against his skin. It brings a sense of comfort and familiarity that he desperately craves, but he knows it’s wrong.

When Gene opens his eyes, he looks at you with a soft gaze. “I don’t want to lose you.”

“You know I’ll never stop being your friend.”

“I know that, but-!” Gene feels a pang of desperation as you assure him that you’ll always be friends. His need for reassurance and his need to be close to you is too much. Without much thought Gene reaches up and takes your hands from his face, his fingers intertwining with yours as he holds them close to his chest. “I don’t know if I can do that anymore.”

“Gene-”

“Please just listen to me for a moment.” Pleads Gene. "I know I've been a jerk to you, and I know that my confession was pathetic and rushed, and not tactful in the slightest, but when you told me that you were going out with some other person I panicked. I wanted to wait for a better time to tell you the truth about how I felt but there was never a good time. Maybe I picked the worst time possible, but I knew that if I didn't tell you I'd regret it for the rest of my life. So please..."

Gene’s grip on your hands tightens. The nod of understanding you give is piercing, yet the boy somehow manages to steel his nerves enough to hold your gaze. Before you have a chance to give your reply, Gene pulls you forward and wraps his arms around you. In his mind he knows that you should push him away, but in his heart he desperately wants you to stay.

“Please don’t pull away.” Gene softly pleads while pulling you closer to himself. “Please let me hold you. Just for a minute.”

You take a deep breath, closing your eyes as the cool autumn air fills your lungs. In hindsight, all of the clues were there. The way he treated you, the way he teased you, even the little things he did were, in hindsight, his desperate attempts at conveying his true feelings to you. Despite every moment shared, Gene ended up confessing his secret at the worst time. That is something neither of you can fix.

At first it was a single moment. A single instance in your two long years of friendship that caused the most painful twist inside of Gene’s chest. When here and now become then and there, when this moment of shared solace is but a memory to you both, Gene will bury the secret he so carelessly confessed to you. But for now, just for today, all Gene wants to do is hold you.

When all is said and done, Gene knows that this is the last time he’ll get to hold you this way.