#not sure if this was the vibes you where hoping for but alas

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Ask meme: Knuckles C2, B1

Sometimes your itty bitty Ancestor will pinch your cheeks

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[monzabee]

what you do to me – lh44 (+18)

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Summary: The one where Lewis returns home to you – the one thing he desperately wants, but won't let himself have completely.

Pairing: lewis hamilton x fwb!reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: angst, feelings, friends with benefits relationship, smut!, slight choking, unprotected sex (wrap your willy, don’t be silly!), slight manhandling?, pwp, minors dni!!

Author’s Note: hi, hey, hello!! my boyfriend forced me to watch hellraiser the other day, and there was this one scene that i could just not thinking about so i wanted to write something inspired by it, and who better to write it about than sir lewis hamilton?? also, i reaaaallly wanted to write a friends with benefits thing and it was so much fun, i honestly wasn’t expecting. the title of this fic is actually a john legend song that i love and i think it fits the vibes for this fic, so please feel free to give it a listen if you're interested! i hope you guys enjoy! good morning, noon or night wherever you are, xoxobee

Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.

It’s a shame Lewis doesn’t spend more time in his Monte Carlo penthouse during the season because it’s a space he enjoys spending time in so much. He doesn’t mind being alone in his home – if anything, it’s refreshing after spending so much time being the focal point of so many cameras during the season. Also, technically, he is not alone he supposes; he has Roscoe to keep him company when he’s home, after all.

Coming home from a successful season is rewarding, he feels as if he’s deserved the rest he looks forward to. On the other hand, coming home from a not-so-successful season? Well he feels like shit – both mentally and physically. That is not to say that he doesn’t appreciate the time off, though, he is more than happy to not drive for weeks and just enjoy the winter break. Coming home is also always kind of bittersweet. He catches up with some of his friends he didn’t have time for during the season, his family who always support him through thick and thin, but most importantly he tries to make time for you and your… well, arrangement.

He knows something is wrong the minute you reply to his text about him being home. A simple okay is not a response he is used to getting from you. Alas, he shakes off the unease and chalks it up to a hectic day on your end. The pitter patter of Roscoe’s paws on the hardwood floors is enough to distract him from the situation, given the fact that the puppy is impatient for his dinner and is looking at the driver with pleading eyes.

“Okay ‘Coe,” he mumbles as he motions the kitchen with his head, “let’s go.”

The way Roscoe wobbles towards the kitchen brings a small smile to Lewis’ face even though he is still hung up on your answer. After he’s done feeding the puppy, he decides to grab a quick shower to ease the tiredness that comes from a long travel day. The hot water cascading down from the rainfall shower does a good job of taking care of his sore muscles, and he is more than happy to stay under the warm water if it means the soreness will go away. That is until he hears banging coming from his front door. He has every intention of just ignoring the person on the other side of the door; however, as the knocks get more and more persistent, he gets out of the shower with a groan. Wrapping a towel around his hips, he marches towards the front door, and looks through the peephole only to end up opening the door quicker than he would’ve liked.

His voice is confused as he mumbles out, “Lovey?” But you just straighten up from your position of leaning against the wall and throw your bag on the floor as you push your way through his apartment and wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him into a hug. He doesn’t miss the way your breath hitches as you attempt to hide yourself in the crook of his neck, and he is not sure what he’s supposed to do with his hands for a moment. “Hey,” he calls out softly, “what’s wrong?”

You pull back slightly to look into his worried eyes, “Just kiss me.” Your voice comes out somewhere between a whisper and a sob, and you can see the hesitation in Lewis’ eyes, but you just pull him towards you as you press a soft kiss on his lips, “Please.”

“What happened?” He tries once again to get an answer from you, but you shut down his attempt as you press your lips against his once more, more assertive this time. And who is he to deny you your wishes? So, like the perfect gentleman he is, he reciprocates your kiss with a one of his own as he wraps his arms around you to signal you to jump. Thankfully, you are so tuned with each other that you end up jumping up anyway, and he picks you up as you wrap your legs around his hips. Closing the door, he starts walking back towards his bedroom as your lips start moving more frantically against his own. “Slow down,” he warns, pulling back to give both of you a chance to breathe, “we have all night.”

Whining at the loss of contact from his lips, and you let your dissatisfaction known by attempting to roll your hips against his bare stomach, “Don’t wanna.” There’s still a lingering sob in your voice, but it is more reflective of the neediness you feel now that you have him between your arms – and legs. Lewis lets his hands roam down towards your ass to give you a warning squeeze – a one, maybe you would’ve been threatened by it if you weren’t so lost in him at the moment. You try your best to ignore the look he gives you, one filled with sternness; so instead, you move your lips downwards towards Lewis’ neck with another roll of your hips. “I missed you.”

He stills the movement of your hips as he simultaneously releases an appreciative groan at the way your lips feel on his skin. “I missed you too, lovey.” He is careful as he approaches his bed and sits down on the plush mattress with you still in his arms. Wrapping a hand around your hair to tilt your head back so he can look into your eyes again, he attempts to keep himself from becoming hard from the mere prospect of you wrapping your body around his. His eyes search yours for answers as to your sour mood, “Tell me what’s wrong, bad day?”

“Try bad month,” you scoff, letting your hands slide over his, somehow, still damp torso. “You weren’t here,” you explain as you free yourself from his hold on your hair and take off your sweatshirt, “don’t wan’ to talk about it.”

“Well, I’m here now.” A sudden realisation that you are not wearing anything under your top comes to Lewis, and he has to mentally restrain himself from doing something rash. “Not wearing a bra?” He asks, one of his eyebrows raised.

You let out a confirming hum, “Not wearing any underwear either.” Giving him an innocent smile at the groan he gets out, you shrug your shoulders nonchalantly, “Thought they’d get in the way.” His hands feel warm on your bare skin as he drags them up on your body to gently cup your exposed breasts, causing you to brace yourself by hanging onto his shoulder for support. Whining as you feel his thumb make contact with your sensitive nipple, you decide to pull him in for another kiss, mumbling a breathy, “Kiss me,” against his lips. 

He obliges your request, of course, but he doesn’t let you control the kiss like you would’ve liked to. Instead, he stops the kiss by gently biting down on your lip before you can deepen it. With a small pat to your hip, he mumbles, “Get up, let me see you.” The look he gives you is just so full of adoration that you have no other choice to get up from his lap with the slowest moves you can muster. His eyes never leave you when you take a step back so that he can see you, all of you, and with the small nod he gives you, you begin taking off your leggings and shoes. That’s the thing about Lewis – for someone who is in the spotlight most of their time, he loves watching. And it is not only limited to the bedroom, you realise, he watches you even when you are doing mundane things together, like grocery shopping or walking Roscoe, domestic things that couples do together. But you can’t think about that, no, because both of you agreed that this was only physical and nothing more. Shaking the thoughts away, you straighten up from your bent position only to find Lewis looking you with a much darker look in his eyes. He’s dangerous, when he looks like that, you realise, he could break you into pieces with just his words, and the worst part is that you’d absolutely let him. “Pretty girl,” he whispers into the distance between you, and you take the hand he extends towards you for him to pull you against himself. The feeling of his lips on your skin almost feel feverish, and you find yourself releasing a gasp. “You’re the prettiest girl ever, lovey.”

“Lewis,” you brokenly whisper, your voice would be bordering on whiny with all the neediness that comes with it, “please, I need you.” The pleading look you give him is vulnerable, if not desperate.

“I’ve got you,” he murmurs against your skin, his lips leaving another open-mouthed kiss, this time closer to your lower belly. His voice does a good job of soothing your erratic mind, his arms envelope you as he promises, “Whatever it is I’m here now, tell me what you want.”

He does a good job of putting you on the spot, you think, but unlike your usual self, you don’t have the patience for teasing tonight. “I want you to fuck me,” your voice comes off stronger than before, but it wavers as you also add, “please.” The last word brings a small smirk to Lewis’ face, and you let out a shriek as he quickly throws you onto the bed. “You almost scared me to death,” you complain, pushing out your lower lip in a pout.

“You’ll be fine,” he lets out a breathy laugh while quickly getting rid of the towel still, miraculously, hanging on his hips. The smirk on his face grows as he watches you shamelessly checking him out, but he never breaks his gaze from yours when your eyes meet as he wraps a hand around his cock to jerk himself for a few times. You spread your legs to accommodate his body as he leans over your lying figure by using his free arm as support. Rubbing the tip of his cock through your slick slit a few times, you can feel his breathy chuckle hit your skin while his lips run over your jaw to leave small kisses. “You’re so wet for me,” he mumbles, and the whimper that leaves your lips when he makes a point to rub his tip over your clit wins another chuckle, “you’re gonna be good for me?”

“Uh-huh,” you mumble as you nod frantically, “yes Lu, I’m gonna be good, I promise. Please, just fuck me.” You try to tempt him by wrapping your legs around his hips and pulling him closer – either you are successful and he gives in, or he is just as desperate to get inside you as you are desperate to feeling him because he complies with your movements as he nudges the tip of his cock into you in a slow push forward. The stretch is burning every single time, and usually he gives you enough time to accommodate his size before proceeding to fuck your brains out. But this time, he doesn’t waste any time as he pushes himself fully into you until he’s buried inside you to the hilt. The gasp you begin to let out turns into a silent scream as the feeling of being full consumes you, “Fuck, Lewis–”

“Shh, it’s okay,” he soothes you through the initial pain, “you’re alright, just breathe th for a bit.” And you do what he tells you to because… well, you know he won’t do anything to hurt you. He brings his free hand towards your face to cup your cheek, which you respond by turning your head towards the warmness. “Tell me when the pain goes away,” he whispers against your skin – he finds he absolutely loves the way your skin flushes every single time he fucks you, and the thought makes him freeze for a second. Love? That is not something he should be thinking about, not especially when he’s buried inside you, because you both agreed–

Deciding to respond wordlessly, you press a soft kiss in the middle of Lewis’ palm, whilst also attempting to roll your hips, but then whining because of the additional pressure, “Please, Lewis, please move.”

That must’ve done the job of breaking Lewis out of whatever trance he was in, because once he hears your whiny voice pleading him to move, he starts thrusting his hip in and out of you in a rhythm that simply leaves you breathless in mere seconds. It’s the stress of the season, you think to yourself, but Lewis’ movements just get faster and deeper until he hits that one spot inside you that makes your whines turn into a scream and has you arching into him. You can’t see his reaction with your eyes fluttered close, but he stills his movements for a few moments as he looks at you as if you’re the most precious thing in his life. He waits until your erratic breathing to get back to normal before he starts rolling his hips against yours again, but this time the tempo he adopts is much slower, sensual, and almost… too intimate for it to only be considered physical between the two of you.

Your eyes flutter open as you look at him with confusion, “Wha– What are you–?” But he only cuts you off by pressing his lips against you to swallow your question in a kiss. The slower tempo is surprisingly more pleasurable then his usual style that you’ve dubbed fast and furious, and every time his hips roll at a certain angle, he brushes your clit in a way that makes your feet curl in pleasure.

He is breathless when he pulls away from the kiss and rests his forehead against yours, but then again, so are you. The way he seems to gaze into your eyes make your breath hitch, and if you thought that was Lewis showing his emotions, he decides to put them into words. “So good for me, lovey,” he moans, yes moans because one thing you’ve learned from the start is that real men moan, “you were made for me, weren’t you?” His accent gets thicker, which is a tell that he’s getting there, but he won’t let himself come before he makes sure you’re taken care of. “Look at how you’re taking me, reckon I can feel myself if I place my hand on your belly?” It makes him laugh when you whine as you attempt to slither your hand towards your stomach to test his theory, but one deep stroke of his hips and your arms envelope them around his shoulders to use him as a support. “Perfect, you’re just perfect for me, hm? My perfect, pretty, little girl.”

“Please,” you whimper out, the tears that form in the corner of your eyes threatening to fall, “I’m so close.” It’s been such an emotional day, and a shitty month that all you wanted was to be consumed by him –  and now that you have him in your arms, acting like you are more than just two friends who use each other for something so trivial and human as urges, you don’t want to let him go. Especially not when he makes you feel like you could love him for the rest of your life. Even if just the thought of it is enough to make your heart race. Needless to say, the sob you let out is unexpected on both of your ends, and you know he’s about to stop when he slows down even more, but you give him a stern look through your tears, “Don’t you dare stop.” You moan, loud enough for his neighbours downstairs to hear, once he picks up the pace again, but it’s still slow enough for it to be considered love making and not fucking by both of your standards.

He knows you’re close when your walls start clenching around him, which makes it much harder for him to compose himself. So, being the perfect gentleman he is, he starts rubbing your clit with one of his hands, his fingers work hard to bring you even more pleasure. He watches in amazement as you trash around under his body and as your whimpers and moans get louder gradually – until you are coming undone around him, starting to sob because of the pressure gets released in your tummy, that is. His hips still continue their languid movements, just like the faster movement of his fingers, as he fucks you through your release, mumbling sweet nothings and encouragements into your ear. Lewis does his best to kiss the tears that escape from your eyes, his breath fanning over your feverish skin.

“So good,” your moans get softer as you get calmer after a while, though your voice is still scratchy, “wanna feel you more, Lu.” Sliding your hand between your bodies to take his hand away from your clit, the loss of his touch makes you whine softly and he watches you in confusion while still continuing his movements slowly, but you see the way his eyes light up with a dark look when you wrap his fingers around your throat, and thankfully he understands the message as he tightens his hold just the way you like it. “Yeah, just like that,” you moan, encouraging him to pick up the pace. This time, it’s your turn to whisper praises riddled with encouragement, and you know it gets to him, because every single stroke his hips deliver end up making him fill you more and more, as if that was possible. The sobs coming from your lips transform into ones of pleasure, bringing Lewis closer and closer to his release.

“Look at me,” his voice is sharp, and it makes you immediately fix your eyes on his. There is an immense sense of wanting to please him, or rather make him proud within you, and he rewards you with a burning kiss that leaves you panting and wanting more as he spills himself into you. As he pulls away to moan out your name, his thumb dragging down your bottom lip. You gently bite down on his thumb while you manage to get out a satisfied moan, eyes closing ever so slightly as you feel him spill into you, and he keeps pulling you even closer to himself when he lets his body fall next to yours.

You have no idea how he manages to still stay inside you, but you can feel his lips pressing gentle kisses across your hairline, and brushing away the sweaty strands. “You feel better now, lovey?” Smiling at the tiredness dripping from his voice, you hum airily, a satisfied smile on your face while you move your neck to look at him.  “Good,” his whisper brushes your lips as he nudges the tip of your nose with his, earning a giggle from you while he wipes away the dry tears on your cheeks.

“Do you have to leave?” There is a whiny undertone to your question, and it makes him give you a gentle smile.

“Not for a while,” he assures you, then he presses his lips softly on yours in a small kiss, “I promise.”

He grabs your hand to weave his fingers through yours, pressing gentle kisses to your knuckles as he keeps silent for a moment – because he knows at that moment, just because you asked, he’ll cancel every single plan he’s made, just to spend more time with you so that he can make you smile like that. “Until you get sick of me, that is.” Your tired laughter fills his ears until it is interrupted by a yawn. He carefully moves you so that he gently takes himself out of you, and rolls you sideways so he can wrap his arms around as he pulls you close to cuddle. “Go to sleep, lovey, we’ll talk in the morning,” he mumbles as he presses soft kisses to your bare shoulder. You close your eyes with a smile on your face, burying yourself into his chest as much as you can, and hear him mumble, “My lovey,” before promptly falling asleep.

You pretend you didn’t hear him in the morning because the arrangement the two of you made was about keeping things causal.

But you respond by squeezing his hand three times in return anyway.

And he responds.

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121U. 「 Want To Want You 」

"Accidentally crash in to the afterparty of your college football club. There's not a single thought that you end up making out with their hot quarterback."

Pairing : Baekhyun × afab! reader

Word counts : 1.5k

Contents & Warning : suggestive, university! AU, football player! Baekhyun, strangers to lovers, inspired by Day6 -121U.

× Happy late-Birthday, Baekhyun! × | masterlist | a cup of ☕

“Where? Huh? Your major’s festival? Okay okay I’ll be there, I’ll call you back later.” Hanging up the call with your bestie, you rushed up to her faculty building.

Now is 11 p.m. In fact, your best friend asked you to join her since the afternoon. But you've need to gather some reference books in the library first. Too immersed in it, you can’t believe it's almost midnight already.

Isn't it too lively at this late hour? Many tents were still set up firmly, decorated with vivid hanging lamps on each booth. There are still a lot of visitors coming in and out. Feels so different on the first time you set foot here, especially seeing the unusual views. Yeah you admit that you’re not such an update student when it’s come to campus events. Seems like what your best friend said is true, you need to have a little fun at least during your college year.

‘Ding’ a notification sound lit up your phone screen under your grasp. A simple text message showed up the second you are tapping on it.

(Bestie) bae don't call me, my phone is nearly dying. Oh I’m in the blue one! Cya xoxoxo

Ah, seriously? You thought while typing a quick reply.

(You) mkayy

Whether you’re tired or something, the first thing you do is looking for a blue tent just like what 'you assume' she said. As far as the eye could see, there’s no sign of a blue tent around. You let out a deep sigh before decided to left the festival area. Thinking that it will be easier to find those place outside rather than in there.

Once taking a few steps out of the entrance gate, you see a beam of blue light radiating in the corner of the groups of tents. You approach where the light initially came from in confidence. Hoping to find your best friend then drag her home right away. But after you are getting closer, seems like it came through from a different place, which turned out to be separated from the festival booths. However, you still give it a go. Who knows she might be there, right?

The vibe is obviously too contrast, a faint upbeat music began to be heard clearly as you slowly enter the tent. Lot of unfamiliar faces are busy talking to each other. At the time like this, you regret not to be friends with another major students long before.

Beyond your expectation, the tent is connected to a building you've never been to. The deeper you go, the blue light becomes denser. You look around, groups of supposed to be female students surrounded each of male students, having an exhilarating convo that you still unsure about. But It’s giving a party to celebrate something. A slight hint of alcohol odor is also filled the room made you so sure of it. Your curiosity is answered once you saw a pile of football helmet proudly placed at the corner along with a big trophy next to it.

Well, it looks like you got lost here. Automatically shook your head after thinking of how this party coincides with the festival outside. You intended to get out as soon as possible. Alas, the group of girls you saw earlier simultaneously ran after one of the football players, till you pushed to the side.

Hand grabbed the door handle in reflex as you tried to stand still, “crazy, how famous are these guys here?” You said irritably.

Little did you know there’s someone next to you, chuckling at your words. His long fingers covered the thin lips of his, trying to muffle the laughter. Those voice was so satisfactionaly crisp that it tickled your ears. He stopped doing so after both of your eyes met.

Breathtaking. is the first word that comes to your mind. The way those eye smile formed when he is laughing despite a few strands of damp hair subtly covered it. His tall and quite slender figures caught your eyes the most. You can’t believe with those delicate look, he is literally one of them as the game jersey still wrapped around his torso perfectly fit. You stare at him in awe, wondering how pretty his pair of orbs can be if there’s a chance to looking at it up-close.

“Are you okay?” He asked after realizing you were lost in thought for a moment.

“Y-Yeah I’m totally fine.”

Leaning closer to you, he raised his voice a little bit right next to your ear. “But you don’t seem so. Perhaps, do you need something to drink?”

You're the one who's gone crazy, the music has been this loud ever since. How can you mesmerized at this man to the point you could caught his laughter so clearly before. You tried to collect your own sanity before lean over to him,

“No thanks, there’s only booze that I see around.”

His mouth form an “A” shape for a couple of seconds, before fully suggested you something, “I have some water. If you don’t mind, c’mere.”

You nodded as following his back behind, opening the door that you held for your dear life a few minutes ago, which is the football team’s locker room. Even this room decorated with much darker blue light just to match the party vibes. At least your hearing is saved as only less loud music can be heard outside.

He handed you a black metallic water bottle, “I never see you before.”

“Uhm well, actually my faculty is 5 buildings away from here. So.. Yeah” You gulped down the water that he offer to you. “Thanks by the way.”

“Sure no problems.”

After that only silence remained, the mood’s shifting undeniably fast. Looking at how awkward both of you right now. You pay close attention to what is printed on his back. ‘Baekhyun’ and number ‘04’ are visibly written on it. Sometimes he took a glance at you only to catch you red-handed staring at him so intent. Feeling like a blood rushed up to his head, he's too shy to say anything. He decided to brush it aside by ruffling his still damped hair.

Your fingertips itching to reach his front bangs while blurting out few words under your sense, “you’ll catch a cold if you don’t dry your hair properly.”

As your hand nearly touch his hair, he grab it swift motion. “Just.. don’t touch it.”

“Ah sorry I didn’t mea-”

Before you succeed pulling your hand back, he brought it to his cheek while keeping the eye contact with you. Slowly, his lips putting a soft kisses by the end of your palm. “Can you dry it off for me?”

Without a single thought, you reach an unclaimed towel that’s neatly folded on the bench. Then stretching out your hands to dry his hair off as you positioned yourself face to face along to him. At first you actually did that heartily. But after you realized he didn't let go of his gaze towards you as if you would disappear at any moment, your rationality poofs away.

Too dangerous. Your heart beats goes up in rapid speed. If it’s not under the dim light the flushed cheeks of yours would definitely be seen by him,

“why.. you keep staring at me like that?”

“Because I want to.”

“What If.. I want you?” Fingers squeezing through the hem of slightly wet cloth that cling on top his head as you expected perhaps a rejection.

“Well, If that’s the case,” he tucked your hair behind your ear, “I will let you have me.”

His index finger lifted your chin, demanding an eye contact meanwhile his other hand busy untangled your clenched digits to be interlocked with his. Bodies lean forward, the tip of lips are nearly touching, the scent of soft linen and a hint of floral mixed into one only to tease your sense of smell. His warm breath sparked the overflowing desire,

“Please.. don’t tease me..”

He chuckled with head hanging low for a mere seconds before his deep brown orbs seeking through into yours for once again, “first I need to know your name, young lady.” While planting a quick kiss on the back of your hand.

Your lips trembled, stumbling upon the word by word of your own government name which ended up make him burst in laughter. He find you too cute to be true. “Your name is beautiful, just like you.”

He pulled you into deep yet passionate kisses. A slight of naughty smile formed on his lips, the way he felt your body shudder as soon as his fingers running from the nape of your neck down to the lower back. Moving in painfully slow motion.

Head’s going blank, eyelids are too heavy to open, you murmured between the making out session under your control. “But.. I’m not as beautiful as you Baekhyun..”

Out of everyone’s encounter him in romantic ways, you’re the one and only who’s flatter him using the word ‘beautiful’ at such timing. He couldn’t help, hiding an ear to ear smile against your shoulder. Till his soft whisper blown into your sensitive ear.

“Just wait, I will prove you wrong after this.” following by a michievous wink in the end.

a.n. I know it's a sudden baekhyun fic because I miss him lately after I rewatch exo's killing voice T.T He's my ult bias in exo and I really want to tell him that he's so beautiful, gorgeous, spectacular, amazing, breathtaking, scrumptious, immaculate + other praises following behind. Oh well, Happy Birthday Byun Baekhyun! ♡

[sazwritesstuff]

Unexpected | Logan x reader drabble

Summary: your night out at a bar with your friends hadn't really gone to plan. It had looked like it was going to end up being a boring, lonely night until a chance encounter makes it a lot more fun.

TW: alcohol, a little violence, minor misogyny (arsehole at the bar)

Word count: 828 | AO3

You’d been excited when your friends had suggested going out to a bar tonight. Hoping that you’d get a chance to catch up over some booze. Have a few laughs. You know, the something casual and lowkey. But those hopes had died as soon as one, then another and another, had drifted away chatting with other people in the bar.

You couldn't really blame them for wanting to flirt with some attractive people. Hell, you'd probably do the same if someone caught your eye in this crowd. But, alas, none had.

But what had started off as a nice catch up with friends had dissolved into you sipping away at your drink. Alone.

The plan was to finish your drink, say goodbye to your friends and then go home. Maybe grab a burger on your way home too. Just as a little pick-me-up after being practically abandoned by your friends.

It was a solid plan. A good plan. A boring plan. But a plan none the less.

Sighing, you lifted your drink up to your lips and took a large mouthful. The quicker you finished this drink, the sooner you could go home.

A voice broke through your little mental pity party “What’s a pretty lady like yourself doing drinking alone?” Internally sighing and trying not to roll your eyes you glanced over at the guy that had slid up to your table.

White trousers, blue button shirt, brown shoes. The guy stuck out like a sore thumb in this crowd. His clothes and haircut were just a little too clean. And not really your type.

“I’m having a drink. By myself.” Making a show of taking a deep drink.

Apparently, the man took it as an invitation to take one of the seats your friends had abandoned about twenty minutes ago. “How about I join you?”

“You already have.” You muttered taking another swig of beer “But I’m not interested.”

He laughed as if you’d said the funniest thing in the world, leaning towards you leering. “Pretty and funny, a deadly combination.” You weren’t sure if the man was trying to make an alluring face or was having some sort of stroke. “I’m Gregory by the way.” He stuck his hand out for a shake. You ignored it.

“And I’m still not interested.” You moved to stand up, deciding that this wasn’t worth it, Gregory’s hand grabbing ahold of your arm. Tightly.

“Hey, come on now-”

“She said she ain’t interested, bub.” A gruff voice said from behind you.

“Stay out of this, man. Me and the lady are just having a little-”

You didn’t realise that you’d hit him until he was squealing like a pig clutching his nose. “You just punched me!” he shouted.

At least he’d let go of your arm.

“You’re lucky it wasn’t me; I would’ve broken your nose.” Piped up the man behind you. You let out a laugh at his words. Out of the corner of your eye you could see one of your friends looking over from where they stood by the bar. “Although, I’d be happy to teach you how to break a creep like this ’s nose, if you want?”

“Nah, that’s alright, thanks though.” You said finally turning around to look at your backup and felt your stomach do a little flip. This man was G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S, gorgeous. On second thought, “Actually, made you should. But you have to buy me a drink first.”

“Deal.” The man smirked at you, his eyes quickly scanning up and down your body not even trying to hide that he was checking you out. “I’m Logan.”

“Y/n.”

“Excuse me?!” the man that you’d punched squawked “Are you serious? First, you flirt with me-”

“I did not flirt with you.”

“- then you punched me, and now you’re flirting with some old guy-”

“Old?” Logan frowned.

“- that interrupted us! The least you could do is apologise!”

“No.” you said turning back to Logan, “Do you want to go get a burger instead? I’m not really liking the vibes in here tonight.”

“Sure, I could eat.” He gestured for you to go ahead and he followed after you as you made your way out the bar. The both of you leaving Gregory, still causing a ruckus, and your friends behind.

You quickly shot off a text to the group chat to let them know that you were going.

"So, do you have anywhere in mind?" The man, Logan, asked as you stepped outside.

You grinned "I've got a place in mind."

The night had not gone in the direction that you had expected. It definitely hadn't gone they way you'd planned. You weren’t the type of person to leave a night out early often. And especially not with someone you’d just met, but you were glad you had that night.

The burger you’d shared with Logan that night had been good. But the breakfast he’d made you the next more had been even better.

[bryscorner]

i have decided to join the FallFest ! <3

apple picking with jacaerys velaryon— twilight by bôa and leaf pile jumping. did i do this correctly? sending kisses & hugs your way ! ♡

Join FallFest !

Pookie I hope this suffices ! Sorry it took me this long to get to your request, with your song choice it was hard for me to correlate the right vibe ! This honestly isn’t my best writing but regardless I hope you like it nonetheless !

it’s been nothing but a gloomy, boring and soggy wet day. it would’ve been perfect conditions to read at home, snuggled up in your bed or baking some fall treats and watch a movie, but alas…it just had to rain making the leaves all mucky and not as vibrant and crunchy to leaf pile jump into.

the smell of the rain couldn’t get you out of this dire need for some leaves, jace could tell by the way you were looking out towards the foggy and moist skies out the window during one of your mutual classes the both of you shared.

it was agonizing to see the glum face of yours, really. jace tried his best, but he couldn’t understand how a measly pile of leaves could be this much of a downer for you. he asked you during lunch why this was the case, just trying to be on the same page as you, but he couldn’t comprehend, but he also couldn’t just let you mope around like a lost puppy!

after the most tantalizing slow and mundane day of classes jace can tell that on the walk back to your house, it was quite, maybe too quite it seemed. he didn’t want to break the silence if you weren’t in the mood to talk after what happened during lunch, but he couldn’t just stand there!

he found a semi-soggy pile of leaves up the road under a tree, granted you guys were walking next to a park, noting that there wasn’t a ton of people out and about on this rainy afternoon. without as much as uttering a word he stopped you in your tracks, gesturing to hold your hand and dragging you a bit deeper into the park to where the semi-soggy pile of leaves lay.

standing in front of the pile, you two stood there–still holding hands, but from afar it looked like you two were at a sad…funeral…for a pile of leaves. very cliche for the perfect scene in a movie might one add.

‘jace what are we doing here? i said im not in the mood anymore..’

rubbing circles into your hand, he motions his head to look at you, giving a solemn smile and lightly shook your intertwined hands,

‘i know, but I can’t stand you being so withered and down just because the rain stopped you from doing something fun! just thought you might’ve changed your mind by then is all’

looking back at the pile…it wasn’t too drenched…it still had the potential to be crunchy and maybe even cushioned the fall if you were careful enough…

‘but what if i get my clothes all wet if the bottom of the pile is wet?’ looking at jace, he seemed to have that look like he didn’t care.

‘that’s okay, here you can use my rain coat if you get too wet, plus we aren’t far from your house anyways to my understanding! so you won’t have to sit in your soiled clothes for too long’ his eyes gave a hopeful response, glistening with the notion of determination.

jace took off his backpack and handed it to you to hold as he was unzipping his raincoat and handing it to you to take. noticing the smell of rain and his signature cologne that seemed to stick to every piece of clothing he owns.

of course he would offer his coat to you, i mean how more gentleman can he get? before you could even rebuttal, he already took your bag away from you and threw his coat over your shoulders, putting on the hood that was too big for you. he thought you looked very cute with his clothes.

gesturing you to finally have some fun, he found a park bench that wasn’t drenched by the rain and sat there, watching the bags with the upmost care and made sure he had a good view of you messing around.

you stood there still a little unsure, stomping on the pile of leaves that still looked the same as when you first got there.

‘well what are you waiting for! we don’t got all day babe! the rain will be coming back soon!’ jace said as he threw you a thumbs up, ensuring you that it was okay.

You zipped up the coat, before falling backwards into the pile–not so bad! plus the leaves had that bit of sound of crunch that you were desperate for.

popping your head back up, you see jace adorn that ever so knowingly smile. relaxing a bit more into the bench, watching you. you gave him a thumbs up as to say that this was a good pile,

standing back up, you fix the pile again to your desired size and shape before you started to fast walk back to the leaves and pretended to shoulder slam the pile like it was a person–the leaves dispersing into the ground again.

jace noticed the smile on your face as you successfully made another attempt to dive into the leaves, making sure it wasn’t too wet yet. smiling to himself, he was glad that you were in a better mood now, even if the rain had soiled your plans of hopes of a much more crispier pile.

he took out his phone to take pictures of you whilst you were occupied, making sure to capture the perfect moments of you being your most happiest, knowing for sure that he can look back on the fact that you finally were able to go leaf pile jumping like you had initially planned.

[lovendermist]

For a request, could you maybe do hiking and camping fluff headcanons for Hange? Or scenarios, whatever works better, just felt like that could be a fun setting to explore :)

Hiking and Camping with Hange!

Fitting activities for our eccentric Hange

Type: Headcanons, fluff, Modern!AU

WC: 1,092

Pairing: Hange x Reader

A/N: I’ve never actually gone hiking before so please take everything with a grain of salt. Anyways! I feel like Hange would enjoy these activities a lot. I also feel like Hange just has this earthy smell to them, and it sets the whole vibe for the entire hike and camping. This is such a cute request lolol I’d love to experience these with them. The hiking headcanons might be a little vague because I don’t have much of an experience with that, hope it’s okay! I try my best to serve the people 🫡 But also oh my god?? I yap like theres no tomorrow. Is this okay for all of you? Is it too much?

⛰️ Hiking with Hange Headcanons

Hange initiated this entire hiking thing

They just blurted it out, but the plans actually went somewhere. Of course you were willing to go hiking with them, you would love it

When the plans were set and made, Hange was more hyped than you were

Keeps saying you’ll both have the time of your lives

Hange’s so cute when excited

But they’re preparing too much for the trip and you have to calm them down so they won’t bring a whole bag of everything

(Its because they don't want you to carry anything at all, but alas, Hange has no other choice, you both must share the burden of bag carrying)

They also told you not to research anything but the location and name of the hiking place

Hange just wants to keep you on your toes like that

You joked about them doing all this secretive stuff just to murder you in the middle of the woods and they pouted very cutely about that

Now hiking time! Hange’s very excited obvs

They’ll research a ton about your trail and venue and point out anything that them or whatever they think might interest you

Can you tell they’re excited

They jokingly kneeled one time and the intended effect on you totally backfired on them

They were the one who blushed the entire time while they were positioning their hands like how you would if you were opening the box in your hand

All you could do was sigh and roll your eyes at them playfully, but you couldn’t deny that the sight was endlessly endearing

It made you blush a little too, so Hange’s devious plan wasn’t absolutely pointless

And the thought of them proposing like that, in the middle of the trail, surrounded by the earth with just you two, it was just so… Hange. You know what i mean?

Hange continuously makes sure you're okay during the entire hike

Offers you water, makes sure to let you catch your breath if needed

They joked about being able to carry you and hike at the same time

Lols but yeah they're so caring!!

Hange takes tons of pictures of you and the views along the way

They make you take some silly pics of them as well

Oh oh also

They do this specific thing where you kinda get flustered at

It's when Hange dries a bit of your sweat (with an extra towel they brought) when they notice you've been sweating quite a lot

Always catches you off guard and they never fail to give you a sly grin after it happens

Anyway, they are also so cheesy the entire time, cracking jokes and being all sappy

They’re singing praises of how lucky they are to be with you, how nice it feels to do this with you, how they enjoy this activity much more with you by their side

You kept bumping into them playfully while walking when they got into one of their sappy speeches like that

But you can't lie, it was all so very cute

Don't worry! You let Hange know you're enjoying your time with them too

And they were very appreciative of that :))

⛺️ Camping with Hange Headcanons

I have a little more experience with camping so :3

But Hange is just as excited for camping with you as well

Again, the plans for this started just like how it was for hiking

Hange's fantasies and summer plans just kept being blurted out as you two lounged on the couch on one lazy afternoon

They're very dreamy, okay

They'll daydream and conjure up scenarios and vacations endlessly

Though enough about that! Camping time

Hange's excited again. Why wouldn't they be?

They pack a normal amount this time

They'll still pout about making you carry your own stuff

But Hange finds a good place for you two to camp in

Quiet, comfy, good sightseeing locations nearby as well

The signal is weak enough to completely drown yourselves in the experience of being with each other away from the busy life and under the stars

Your tent is small enough for you two to cuddle nicely in

Hange was very excited about that particular detail, actually

You two set up a small picnic area right outside your tent, setting a blanket over the grassy field

They teach you some card games that they know

And Hange sometimes tells insane stories to pass the time

You don't even know if some of them are real

You're laughing too much at them and their way of storytelling that you don't even mind anymore

Soon enough, Hange's sentimental and nostalgic again

You guys cuddle and say all sorts of sweet nothings into each others ears as the sun begins to fall down over the horizon

Hange takes endless pictures of you

Actually, they take pictures of you whether you know it or not

They're just admiring your beauty, okay? They still can't believe they're witnessing the view that is your beauty

You watch the sunset paint its pretty colors in the sky

Meanwhile Hange is torn from watching the sunset and flicking over their gaze to you

They look at you when you're busy looking at the sunset and at the pretty clouds that hang above you

Eventually, they decide to just tackle you and just pepper your face in kisses

When the night sets in, you guys make some smores and toast some other marshmallows

Hange surprised you with that plan actually, they bought marshmallows just for this

They came prepared like I'm telling u

In the tent, all cuddled up, Hange continues to say sweet nothings to you before you sleep

They are undeniably smitten and appreciative of you and your role in their life and they're not afraid to say it

The atmosphere is making everyone sappy alright

Despite not much happening during the day, the trip to the camping site and all the activities you two did are enough to knock you both out cold

Nature just tires you out like that I swear

Hange cuddles you close in their sleep, their arm wrapped tightly around you

And when they wake, they're already thinking of the next time you guys can get to do this again, to just be away from the world and sink into each other's arms privately, technology free

They're already making a mental note to themselves to look for other sites you guys can camp out on the moment you two get back home or get a stronger signal

Can you tell Hange enjoyed this? :)

[an-otterly-adorable-being]

Fizzarolli x MinorNobility!Reader Headcanons

Ngl, my friend gave me a character and I ran with it. Honestly it probably wouldn't have been long until I did the best jester in all of hell. Hope y'all enjoy!

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• Ah Greed, home sweet home, land of mafiosos and poverty galore.

• And you got to be one of the few people above. And by that, I mean you were one of the lowest nobles in the ring.

• Goetia or not, you still had a decent amount of respect, and money, but to most people above you, you were a joke.

• Plans to help the poverty problem while still keeping profits up? No, they're stupid, you should just go back to your measly, little penthouse.

• Yeah, it wasn't great for you.

• Not the wealth, although even that came and went.

• Most people would expect the nobility of Greed to be rolling in cash, but that wasn't totally true.

• Sure, the big boys like Mammon got about 80% of Greed's wealth, but the money got reduced as it went down.

• Essentially, you had to live off of of the scraps.

• Most of the crime families had more than you, actually, so when you're a noble in a city where cash is everything, and you're being beat by multiple imps, you get treated like a joke.

• There was always one place you could go to escape it all, though.

•  Lust is a pretty great place to relax, if you were being honest.

• It's not for everyone, of course, but you enjoyed it. You loved exploring the ring, but there were a few snags.

• A lot of the places required you to be with someone, and while usually you got someone to vouch for you, this time you didn't.

• You were actually friends with Asmodeus, somewhat, and he actually got you into his club, Ozzie's, a couple of times.

• This time though, you weren't so lucky.

• Ozzie was caught up with something else and couldn't help you, so you had to figure out something else for the night.

• That was until Fizzarolli stepped in and got you inside.

• You had seen him preform before, you had even talked to him once.

• You definitely had a thing for him, though you were never sure if it was purely physical attraction, or if there as a bit of romantic attraction too.

• Don't worry, you figured it out that night, after he invited you backstage.

• Fizzarolli had to preform first, though, so he kinda just dropped you off in his dressing room and had some food and drinks sent your way.

• You were a bit disappointed about missing out on the show, but you did enjoy getting a glimpse of how things worked by the curtains.

• Not to mention his dressing room was really nice.

• Honestly, it reminded you a bit of your penthouse.

• A bit smaller, of course, but it had that same general decor and vibe, minus the more... adult things.

• After a while, Fizzarolli returned, and he said something you weren't really expecting.

• He thought you were hot, and he was kind of into you too, at least from what he had seen of you.

• One thing led to another and you spent the night together at your apartment.

• (What that entails is completely up to you, bestie. We love and respect asexual people here.)

• The following morning, you woke up before him, and decided to make some breakfast.

• It was the least you could for Fizzarolli even talking to you.

• He woke up and was... confused.

• Most people just expect him to leave in the morning, except for Ozzie and maybe a few others.

• At your insistence, he stayed for a while, and you two got along swimmingly.

• Alas, he had his own obligations, but he did leave you with two things.

• One: The possibility of a follow up date.

• Two: A kiss and a slip of paper in your palm.

• When you uncrumpled it, you saw it was a phone number, as well as a message.

• "I'll pick you up tomorrow night. <3"

• You were ectsatic, of course.

• But now, you have to figure out something nice to wear.

[inconspicious-random-thoughts]

Husk

I have a lot to say about Husk for about 2-3 months now and I really don't know where to start. Que a lot of rambling that I hope comes out coherent.

I think the best unique thing about Husk that I love is the fact he can potential crossed paths to most of the sinner characters we were introduced, in their living life. He was born between Alastor and Angel birth years. I did the math on this once but I can't be bothered with it now. I think Angel and Alastor were about a decade-possibly 15 years apart, while Husk was in between. So they were from the same generation.

The thing that sets Husk apart from the other characters, was he actually grew to an old age. While the others died relatively young or midlife.

The fact that Husk was a world traveler means he wasn't stuck in the city/town/state he was born in like the others may have been. Increasing his odds to cross paths with the other sinners.

I like to imagine that Husk has some type of butterfly effect of the other characters lives that he unintentional and unaware he caused that lead the sinners lifes to what they are.

I lowkey headcanon (not seriously, just for funsies) as weird parody of an guardian angel. Here me out. He not a guardian angel tho. I love his avian cat design. But admit it, its freakin weird he has wings as a cat right?

The only ones we see with wings are the royalties of Hell (Can the Ars Goetia fly?) the sins...and angles.

Beside Valentino. But Val sort of makes sense...hes a moth. Moth has wings by default. Husk is a cat, yet he has wings? It also makes sense why Val is a moth. Granted I think a prostitute be more moth like...standing by a street lamp on a corner street at night. THAT makes sense. But given, Val a pimp...I guess it works for him too.

So Husk, a cat, has wings...makes me think why he has wings in his afterlife. Seems like a random thing to be given when it seem to be reserved mostly for royalty and wings seem like it be a huge advantage to have in Hell when most sinners don't get it. Must be some type of reason Husk has them. But alas I don't know or we probably never know beside cool character design.

Now, going on with this weird wing thought...and my lowkey non serious headcanon (Which im 100% isnt going to make canon), Husk is some unintentional weird type of opposite effect of an guardian angel.

Husk with his potential of crossing paths with a lot of the sinners we know, I think it be hilarious if he butterfly effect that he indirectly caused their path towards Hell or death. Like for example, he gave Nifty directions that started a weird Rube Goldberg machine situation of cause and effect that caused that directed her to find a man she became obsessed with and stalked then eventual murdered. Husk involvement is completely indirect but at the same time, the vent would never would happen if he wasn't involved.

Moving on from his living life to his afterlife.

Husk died in the 70s and the pilot 2019. Alastor was missing for 7 years (starting 2012), I vibe that Husk been under Alastor ownership for quite awhile before that. No later than 2000 but I'm fairly sure he was owned much before that. But I'm going with the minimal amount of time of Husk soul being sold. So Husk was able to fall, rise to overlord fairly quickly only to lose the status just as quick. His reign was very short lived. The rest of the time was serving under Alastor. That's quite a wild ride in a span of 30 (But I personally believe its much shorter) of unbounded soul years. Which seems a lot of years, but when you have eternity to live out the rest of your life, its very little.

I don't question how Husk was able to become overlord so quick. He a master magician...so very good at sleight of hand/cheating as well as lifetime gambler. He able to keep a stoic expression to minimize his own tells, while being very perceptive and skilled at reading other people very well. He can easily win and work with and manipulate people desperations of gambling their souls to him without much risk to himself. He can easily play hand in his favor with his skills and the rare chance he can't, he can fold and cut his losses before it gets to deep.

However, what had him lose it all. Because I doubt someone was better at cards then Husk. Especially in Husk own house. I don't doubt Alastors good at cards. But I don't think Alastor skill at cards is greater than Husk. To the point Husk lost everything to him including his own soul. I think they both cheat if they play a game together. In fact I think they have play a game, with intent of cheating and trying to catch each other in the act. Its their own game while playing a game, knowing each other enough that they will cheat and it brought a new level of fun trying to catch each other while not getting caught themselves. It probably became a own special drinking game, that one has to drink when they got caught. But I don't think Alastor the reason why Husk lost everything.

I think the reason Husk lost everything in Hell as quickly as he gained it...is by self destructive depression. Husk was the cause of his own downfall.

I only suggest this because...how else an extremely skilled card player who also skilled at sleight of hand, will lose hand after hand in his own gambling house?

My other clue is this:

Along with his heavy drinking. I think Husk always been a heavy drinker but it hit a all new level when he lost his love and became extremely jaded by the event.

I think Husk had found a very special someone and something happen to them. Be it died during an extermination or been betrayed by them, etc. Or it may be someone in his living years and something reminded him of them and triggered a downwards spirals for him.

Mostly, I think he caused them to leave him or indirectly caused them permanent death, etc. and he filled with self loathing, regret and remorse. Because he did love and care for them...but he fucked it all up due his own self-centered, selfishness and greed at the time. The pain caused him to close off his heart to avoid feeling that loss again and drink himself stupid to avoid feeling anything or to quiet his self hatred thoughts.

I believe the lost of them sent him a destructive spirals of depression. He started drink insanely heavier, which impaired his judgment greatly and just grew apathetic.

Enter Alastor and the lost of Husk soul

Alastor may have very well manipulated and cheated his way with the impaired Husk to gain his soul. Very possible. Especially the way it was pictured in the flashback. Alastor symbols and lit up eyes and extended antlers along with a sinister smile as well as Husk stunned expression of his loss of the game.

BUT

I don't think that how it went down. I can't remember the exact wording but it sounded like Husk turned to Alastor for help. It was a last resort, but Husk was desperate enough to go to it.

They were both overlords at the same time at one point. Alastor and and Husk was good friends once. Maybe, not close like Alastor is with Rosie but still good friends. Alastor probably took a liking to Husk as he from the same generation. I also assume Husk appear around Vox falling out with Alastor as Husk and Val fell around the same time. So Vox probably started befriending Val and helping Val with his rise to overlord. I can see Alastor do the same with Husk just to spite Vox and cause him to be jealous. But even if it started as a ploy to upset Vox, Alastor probably end up liking and growing fond over the cat. Playing hands and having late drinking and jazz sessions and such. Alastor appreciate Husk blunt and often correct observations and insight.

So when Husk was clearly not doing well and smarten up enough to seek Alastor for help. I think Husk knew the rate he was self destructing he was going to lose it all, including his soul. So he went to Alastor and struck a deal before Husk truly got in a shitter situration with a shitter dealer that he would regret much more.

Because let's be honest. Husk knows what he was getting into when he offered his soul. Think about it. Even if Husk had an impossible high number of souls...say a billion. He lost a billion souls by suddenly being bad at gambling. Even if the pot is a billion souls that he want to regain back, its not worth the risk of betting your own soul. Even if your got an amazing hand...Is it worth the risk during a harsh losing streak playing against another overlords as an opponent?

Husk knew he was going to lose his soul with his spiral. He knew what he was getting into. He an overlords himself. He may have treated his own souls more poorly than Alastor himself. I don't think Husk was cruel... I'm sure he had his own moments like Alastor and had causes. I do think he was a apathetic/detached master. The souls he owned was just a commodity he use for gambling. When sharing his retelling to Angel about this. He sounded remorseful that he betted souls like they were just an object and not a precious thing. I think he only felt that way AFTER his own soul did not belong to him. That's when he realized what a shitty and dick move it was to prey on desperate souls and pass them around when it should been obvious.

Husk collected souls to use as a commodity. Husk preyed onto the sinners desperation and addiction to get them.

While Alastor, I don't think he really cares about hoarding souls. He powerful enough without them. BUT if an opportunity reveals itself, he take advantage. But he only does it with quality souls that has real potential and use. He a quality over quantity man.

Husk knows what it means to sell one's soul. Yet he still offered it to Alastor. Because despite the rep Alastor has being ruthless, Alastor is probably one of the "kinder" overlords to have as a master. But Husk only knew that by insider information by witnessing himself by hanging out with Alastor and possibly glimpsing how he treated his contracts. Which appears not to be much different than any other sinner.

I know Alastor performs horrendous acts. He goes on killing sprees, probably enjoys torturing people. But I don't think he does it to his own souls. Because, TBH, people who do that want to feel powerful and they do it with people who cant fight back. Alastor is already powerful. He doesn't need weak prey and why damage his own property when no one can stop him from breaking someone else's? Alastor is so powerful that its boring. Where's the fun and entertainment when everytime you "play", the game is stuck on easy mode and the opponent is knocked out of the ring within minutes. Heck, Alastor gets even less than that. He just looks in their directions and people forfeit. Alastor wants the thrill of a challenge and exchange wits and banter. So he seeks stronger opponents to fulfill is needs for carnage and havoc. Not some frighten, defenseless slave.

Alastor not a good man as he willing to commit terrible acts and enjoys it. But from what we seen, hes not a bad man's as it appears he doesn't attack without cause or reason. He appears he only acts monstrous when he defending. He has no interest in sex so he not going to force Husk into sexual acts. Alastor may have his contracts to demeaning things or just do things for shits and giggles and entertainment but overall, hes tamed to souls he own. (The souls he doesn't own that pledge their service and loyalty however...is another story) Alastor pretty much just let his contracts do what they please as long as they respect him and do what he commands as he needs them. Which, honestly isn't much. Alastor seem to summon his shadow minions over his soul contracts because it seems less of a bother to everyone while Alastor remains more in control of the situation. It's simply less chance of error if Alastor used his shadow minions that act on his will vs some contracted soul who most likely is performing half heartedly as they are forced to do something they don't want to do. He use the contracted soul for a long term project since it would take too much power and effort to maintain and sustain his shadow minions over a extended time. It seams Alastor only have souls as a resource an a backup reserve. More of a "better have it and not need it then need it and not have it." Alastor even gives them task that align with the skills they are good at. I think part of it is because Alastor is also on a leash so as much as he denies it, he has empathy. But he will still utilize the resource when needed but overall he self reliant and a lone wolf and rather no really on people if he can help it, even if he does own them. I also think he knows Overlords and soul ownerships sort of go hand and hand. But I think soul ownership leaves a bit of a sour taste in his mouth. Not because of his own soul but being a mixed man in the 30's....its very likely he had some heritage on his precious mother side of ancestral slaves. So, Alastor understand the necessity needs of ownership for survival and advancement in Hell, but still has a distaste to it.

Granted we don't see how Alastor (beside with Husk and Nifty)or anyone besides the Vees, interact with their contracts, and we know they treat their people poorly. But I think from what we seen is Alastor is very mild. Including the scene he threatened Husk.

Mind you, Alastor was giving clearly giving clues he was already agitated before that interaction. He was essential a growling dog warning he was going to bite if it interactions going to continue. His snapped his neck irritatedly along with a clearly exasperated "what is it" that didn't have a radio filter when he addressed Husk when Husk went to get his attention. Husk was trying to warn Alastor about Mimzy but it was clear to even someone who doesn't know Alastor...(and Husk knows Alastor well) that Alastor was already on edge. Yet Husk continued to push forward. Even then...Alastor kept composure. Laughing off and dismissing Husk concerns. It was when Husk muttered a jab about sensitive personal information (One that I'm sure Husk wasn't even originally meant to know )about Alastor that anyone could have overheard if they were near, and that same sensitive information promised to trigger Alastor...THAT'S when Alastor became terrifying and threatening. So granted, no one deserve what happened to Husk when he was threatened but at the same time...it was Husk own undoing at the moment. Husk muttered that jab to Alastor that antagonize Alastor to reacted harshly. Husk was lucky that Alastor restrained himself ONLY to threat....Alastor gave Husk mercy by warning him to watch himself because next time would be the last time.

So Alastor is rather mild with his demands with contracts for the majority of the time but when he isn't, he very brutal but he usually given a cause to turn.

So Husk offered his soul to Alastor knowing what it would mean to sell his soul. Specifically chosen Alastor because, it would surprise to anyone to hear, is the lesser form of evil in such a situation. He sold his soul while he was somewhat lucid and not completely impaired to work out a deal that doesn't completely screw over Husk. Place some terms and agreements. I do think they did play a hand and wager, either to finalize a clause they couldn't agree with and use the bet to finalized it or just have Husk go out a way he comfortable with. Alastor may also play some mild manipulation but I don't think Alastor preyed on Husk as its implied. Alastor was sought out for a reason, and on Alastor part, an overlord soul is too tempting to resist. Especially being handed on a silver platter. If Alastor wanted to decline the offer, for the unlikely name of friendship, knowing it would ruin it. It wouldn't have done any good in any scenario to decline. If Husk was worry about losing his soul due to his own destructive impairment, might as well gain something from it and offer some protection to a friend then lose out on a quality soul, instead of watch from afar the downfall of his friend which he probably won't see again afterwards. It also strategy. It either gain a quality and powerful soul to his collection, or lose out and someone else has it...that could be potential be used against Alastor, along with any possibly knowledge Husk had gathered on the Radio Demon. So even if it wasn't tempting or desirable, its about survival.

Naturally, their friendship has soured greatly since then. Because, how can it not? I don't think Husk hates Alastor. I know the fandom believe he wants him dead. But Husk is just being jaded and surly. Husk didn't treat Alastor more venomous than any other resident when he was introduced. Husk is also comfortable enough to voice his less than kind opinions about Alastor or to Alastor. Husk doesn't act like a terrified servent in Alastor presence. (Unless he knows that Alastor in bad mood and looking for a cause for someone to be his punching bag), The two act like longtime friends but one is grumpy because he there out of reluctant obligations and just frustrated, annoyed and just tired of this shit of Alastor antics that hes forced to endure. Alastor seem to treat Husk more friendly, which to be fair can be an act but I think it part genuine.

Out of the two of them, its Husk that reminds everyone that Husk is on the Alastor leash. Alastor not the one that usually "putting Husk in his place", Husk the one that normally does it. If anything, I think Husk hate and angry with himself that everything is is own undoing. Frustrated and annoyed by Alastor who amused by it. Alastor is also just a reminder how low Husk became. It's easy to blame Alastor for his problems and even understandable that he does. He does blame Alastor for his current predicament at times simply because its just easier to do so and feels better to blame someone else to be the cause of your problems but ultimately, Husk knows he brought it all on himself and I think that's what hurts and bothers him the most.

Husk wants his soul back, but I don't think he wants Alastor to be dead for it. Tho, I think Husk feels that's the only way to get it back at times. But despite it all, he cares about Alastor. Even if its begrudgingly. I think Husk also knows its better to have as Alastor as a great ally than an enemy, even a dead one to gain his soul back. Husk is wise, even is Husk gain his soul back, regain his full power and strength it still fails to compare to Alastors own power. Husk knows there are greater foes that Husk cant compete and defend for himself or his newfound family against, but Alastor can, even if Husk doesn't fully trust Alastor. But Husk trust his own experience and knowledge of Alastor to guess his motivations and intentions.

I think Alastor called upon Husk to the hotel to bartend, because A) He knew from their former late night hang outs that Husk can make great drinks. but B) Husk also has wisdom and experience that can fulfill Charlies needs and benefit for the hotel. Husk has skills on perception and reading people from gambling. Husk knows about losses, knows the woes of losing his soul, knows about addiction, lost of love etc. I think Alastor pulled Husk to the hotel not only because Husk has skills that can be utilized to help but I think Alastor knew Husk can benefit from the hotel to be the sinner Alastor remember he use to be. Not the "husk" he became. Alastor doesn't believe in redemption, at least one that send someone to Heavens gates. But Alastor can see the possibility of rehabilitation. Something Husk could benefit. He lowkey subtle hinted it at the pilot. "I thought you be perfect to man the front desk as the job seem to be made for him" (At a rehabilitation hotel) Husk is not going to work on himself because Alastor commanded him to be. So Alastor has Husk station there with the possibility and off chance of Husk getting help even if its through osmosis from the sidelines. May even warm up on the idea and want to better oneself. Guess what...its working. Alastor won't admit his underhanded method of helping. He has a reputation of being ruthless to maintain after all.

I think its also why he pulled Nifty. He using her skills but also figure a place like the hotel is one of the few place that accept Nifty the way she is and let Nifty develope friends and family that would embrace her. I think Nifty was a lonely soul and she just TOO much for most sinners to handle. But at the hotel, she can be welcomed and be herself. It also a place Nifty would enjoy to be in. She a simple girl. She likes to clean and kill bugs. A large building will grant her that.

Alastor even try buttering Husk up and get Husk more comfortable with the idea of working at the hotel by offering him cheap booze free of charge. Alastor didn't have to care at all and can just say "I own you so...tough shit." But he did try to get Husk to warm up to the idea despite Husk not having a choice in the matter, and wanted to at least ease his grumpy avian cat into the change.

If Alastor care so much why doesn't he release them? One might ask. Beside overlords being super possessive and Alastor being a control freak? I think for Nifty, She doesn't want to and she needs the protection.

Husk...I think Alastor fears with their soured friendship, there is nothing stopping Husk to reveal any or all his sensitive knowledge about Alastor if he not bound to Alastor and forced to be silent by it. Husk is probably the only one that knows about Alastor own sold soul beside the one he sold it to. Alastor confines to Rosie but I think he still restrained himself real intro personal stuff. Husk is probably Alastor other confident (Tho, probably not by choice by either, Husk being forced into now, and Alastor lips being loosen by Husk made drinks combined with the comfort and nostalgia he has with the cat while inebriated. Which he rarely indulges in because of that fact, but still does on really hard days and regrets the things that slip but at least Husk can't tell a soul on Alastor command.) Information can be such a powerful tool that can be weaponized. Husk knows things about Alastor that would just completely ruin, may even destroy him or actually bring Alastor to his final demise. Also, small part and Alastor won't admit it, he values Husk perceptive insight and Alastor trust him to be his eyes and ears.

I'm sure there's more I wanted to say. But I'm sure I ramble incoherently enough about my thoughts on Husk.

What do you all think?

[leighlew3]

Hi Leigh, hope you are doing well!

Maybe you have answered this question before: how would you have written the Supergirl reveal to Lena?

You still have the elements of it being so late in series and that Lena actually already knows.

I wonder how a good writer would approach this because in the show it was an actual train wreck- Lena wanting to expose Supergirl’s identity at the Pulitzer party before Kara actually said it?! So out of character. And all that stuff after? So stupid.

Anyway thanks for answering this question :)

Hi! Hangin' in there, thank you. 🤗

Well, it depends on what point the launch off was.

Let's say she learns via Lex, just like in the show (rather than rewrite the whole damn series in this post, haha).

Just thinking on the fly, here goes... I woulda just had her reeling, feeling betrayed, and isolating rather than putting on a front.

Kara doesn't understand what's happening, but wonders if maybe Lena is secretly angry with her for killing Lex (remember, Kara believed she took him down in that final fight at the end of S4). This is hammered in further after Alex plants the seed that, evil or not, Lex was still Lena's brother, and so some level of sadness is likely to still exist there. She advises Kara to give Lena time and space.

Kara, further worried by Lena's worsening isolation and mood, ignores her sister's advice and makes efforts to connect, but increasingly senses the distance and her guilt grows.

Meanwhile Lena -- between finding out the truth that Kara is Supergirl in such a terrible way, while also hiding that she killed Lex (to protect Kara, ironically) truly spirals and starts to think that Kara perhaps never was truly her friend at all, only using her to be able to eventually take down Lex. A means to an end. Feeling like that's all she's ever been to anybody, including her "best friend" who meant the world to her, Lena becomes darker and more cold, sure -- but never takes those ridiculous 'villainous' actions of any kind.

Alex pulls a typical Alex move and starts to suspect that Lena's isolation and darker vibes could mean trouble as "She is a Luthor." and she's worried she'll carry Lex's torch now that he's gone, and her isolation means she's up to something. Kara of course doesn't buy it -- much like in the show, defending Lena, rebelling against the notion.

After ramping the tension throughout Season 5A on these fronts, a dramatic series of events eventually leads Kara to go to Lena and try to have a much needed conversation. Lena thinks she's perhaps finally going to confess, and she allows herself to feel hopeful again -- alas that hope is dashed, when instead Kara simply apologizes for killing Lex (so she thinks she did), and not realizing how much doing so would cause Lena pain. Lena finds this ironic, Kara's concern for her pain, considering she's lied to her all this time and still won't be open with her. Lena then decides that if nothing else, she won't lie.

She tells Kara that Lex died at HER hand, not Kara's.

Kara is shocked. She's pulled away by an emergency before they can discuss this further. And thus, Kara now believes Lena's distance and darkness is driven by guilt over killing her own brother, and Kara now feels more guilty than ever that she went through that, and that she continues to keep Lena in the dark, even though Lena opened up to her. As we approach mid-season, the two have several 'almost' moments where it seems Kara might actually confess her identity. And we make it clear that she wants to. But the more she sees how hurt Lena is about having to kill Lex, to protect her no less, the worse she feels and the more she's terrified to tell Lena her secret, believing that Lena's done so much for her, meanwhile all she's done -- is lie. It wrecks Kara. And her anger issues start to rise up again, and that comes out a lot in Crisis crossover (in which our world's Lex is NOT yet present again btw), which is of increasing concern to everybody.

Post Crisis, in which Lena and Kara work together to save everybody even though they can barely even look at each other, we have these two idiots with their secrets, both struggling tremendously -- Kara with her anger and guilt, and Lena with her sadness and pain. And both with their regrets. And the rest of the group is noticing these tensions, between missions / various genre adventures.

It ramps up, until finally, shit hits the fan in a 100th episode. Lena is held hostage by someone threatening to kill her if Supergirl doesn't reveal her identity (similar to how it was in the show, but without the Mxy stuff, or at least using it better) -- Kara is fully willing to reveal herself to save Lena. She prepares to do just that, and even goes to the press conference, but just before she has to do it, her friends find a way to save Lena without the reveal needing to happen. But Kara is also nearly killed in the battle. The closest she's ever come to dying.

In the aftermath, Lena has now seen how far Kara would go to protect her -- both in terms of being willing to give up her life AND reveal her identity to the world. Lena of course forgives Kara (quietly, to herself) and decides to let Kara have her secret, even if it means they both pretend the other doesn't know, silly as it it. Alas, what she doesn't expect, at the end of the episode --

Kara reveals her identity to Lena (at Kara's place after everyone else goes home). Turns out almost losing her life made her realize she didn't want to die a coward and a liar on this front. And also, Lena not knowing put her at worse risk than knowing. And she deserves to know, so she can protect herself. So Kara can better protect her.

After/during her confession, Lena sheds a tear, and Kara starts to profusely apologize, thinking Lena is devastated by the revelation. But Lena confesses that it's tears of relief, because she's already known. She was just wondering if Kara would ever trust her enough to tell her the truth. Kara is shocked to know Lena knew, grateful she's kept the secret for her, and heartbroken to know she learned it from Lex, before killing him. She also makes it clear she didn't keep it from her because she didn't trust her, it was never about that. It was simply the belief that not telling her protected her somehow. But now she's seen that was foolish, in this case. Realizing now they've both been dumb and their secrets have done nothing but cause each other, and themselves, so much pain -- they agree: no more secrets.

And they hug it out -- because besties! Just gals being pals right?!

*eye roll*

Then the rest of 5B becomes all about Lex popping up alive, and being furious that Lena and Kara are closer than ever, and that his attempt to destroy their relatio- I mean "friendship" failed. And he comes at them harder than ever, with Lillian's help. And so on. And by the end of S5, in an epic battle, Lex is finally stopped and captured once and for all and hauled off to prison, but not before sending Kara to the phantom zone.

Lena is devastated, as she and Kara only recently had all cards on the table and were growing closer than ever, so S6A then becomes all about the super friends trying to find Kara in the Phantom Zone (with a LOT less cheesy stupidity, and a lot more focus on Kara's traumas and torture while in the PZ rather than any dumb filler crap with her dad being alive -- perhaps she sees him, but it's just a cruel illusion).

Meanwhile, Lena, at wits end, visits Lex in prison, hoping to get information out of him as to where and how they can find Kara in the PZ. But he taunts her, plays games with her, etc until finally, she tells him goodbye for good. He doesn't believe she'll be able to stay away forever, especially as long as he knows how to find Kara. But she finally sees through it all, basically tells him he's full of shit, that he has no idea how to reach Kara in the PZ, he's a liar, always has been, and his power over her is gone. She vows to find Kara on her own and to never be anything like him, as he's selfish and cruel and insane. And she finally walks away from him. And he can't believe it.

Now that she's found her inner strength, Lena is able to think more clearly, less out of anger and desperation, and thus she, Alex and the Superfriends eventually embark on an action-packed retrieval of Kara in the Phantom Zone, ultimately saving her in the mid-season finale.

The final half of the final season (6B) focuses on Kara's deep traumas experienced/re-lived in the phantom zone, as she struggles with doing her job as "perfect" Supergirl while mentally screwed up. No one really notices but Lena, because Kara hides it well. Alex is just happy her sister is back, busy planning a wedding, focusing on vigilante work, etc. And the Superfriends have lots of other issues to focus on as well. But Lena sees Kara's struggles because she knows a thing or two about trauma, and she's there for her. Especially after Alex and Kelly get married with a few episodes to go and Kara doesn't want to burden her sister, who is finally so happy.

The final episodes feature Kara facing her demons, internal and external (as villains from past seasons pop up to haunt her, as it turns out the events post Crisis brought them into this universe, and now they've come after her, and they've all got to take them down).

In the end, the show wraps up with Kara finding a level of peace she never had before, having faced the past and all she's gone through and lost, in great part thanks to having Lena by her side.

And the show ends focused on Kara, for an episode called KARA. Not focused on Lex, nor the supporting characters, not on shoe-horned cameos, nor other bs. But Kara herself, and her journey, her healing from a lifetime of loss and trauma, her relationships to her family and friends, and rediscovering that which is always going to rest deep within her soul, even if it gets a little lost sometimes...

Her unbreakable sense of HOPE.

The End.

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 35 - HUMOR

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: kellifer_fic

kellifer_fic wrote some of my favorite fics in this fandom, period. Their voices for the Avengers are all immaculate, and their way of writing dialogue is nothing short of incredible. It's even funnier than Marvel canon sometimes, and that's a feat that not many can pull off. I adore their fics, and if I could rec every single thing they've ever written here, I would. But alas, I'll restrain myself to some of my favorites.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

jealousy is all the fun you think they had

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: G Words: 3,887 Tags: Jealousy, Bucky Recovering, Fighting & Making Up

Summary: Is it socially acceptable to be jealous of your boyfriend's ex-dead best friend?

Reasons why I love it: This fic is equal parts hilarious and a glorious trainwreck of Tony self-sabotaging himself, which is very on brand for him. I love how nonchalant Bucky is about the whole thing, he truly is the best bro. And JARVIS is just the best, full stop. I adore this one, and if you haven't read it yet, you absolutely should!

Therapeutic Guidelines

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 8,357 Tags: Action Figures, UST, Team as Family

Summary: "Are you suggesting I get a bunch of bunk beds in here and squeeze us all into one room?" Tony scoffs and the woman just looks at him. "No, wait-"

Reasons why I love it: Doctor Barrow's role in this fic is actually kind of genius. I love the plot twist and everything leading up to it. There are so many funny moments, I can't even say which one is my favorite, but I especially enjoyed the team bonding. This fic is wonderful, and you should definitely read it!

99 problems (and the dice ain't one)

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 10,784 Tags: Living Together, DnD, Resolved Sexual Tension

Summary: Tony's life is almost perfect. He lives in a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), has a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things and a regular Friday night campaign. If his best friend, Steve Rogers, hadn't moved away to New York and left him behind, then perfection would've been achieved. Tony can roll with the punches though and he's almost all the way over that little bump in the road (shut up Bruce, he totally is) when Steve moves back, looking taller and broader and more confident than ever and Tony's left with a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things, a regular Friday night campaign and the uncomfortable realization that maybe he's in love with his best friend and has been since he was sixteen.

Reasons why I love it: Oh my god, they're all such nerds, I love them! Tony the grumpy hermit is adorable, and I love how ass-backwards Steve and Tony are when it comes to their feelings. Plus, the team as family vibes in this are phenomenal. Definitely check this one out, it's fantastic!

even the cake was in tiers

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NR Words: 5,500 Tags: Accidental Marriage, Magic, Team Bonding

Summary: I'm pretty sure I'm married to Steve Rogers.

Reasons why I love it: Just the title of this fucking sent me. The Tony sass is on another level in this one, and I'm enjoying every second of it. I love how Tony has a whole Ebenezer Scrooge moment about his life choices, and the ending is super cute. This fic is wonderful, and I hope you go and check it out for yourself!

one hundred percent skill, fifty percent luck

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 7,418 Tags: Poker, Pining, Kidnapping

Summary: Where there is a poker game, a v-card and general misunderstandings.

Reasons why I love it: I love how everyone on the team clearly understands what's happening, except for Tony. All of the poker night scenes are amazing, and I'm super impressed at how well this fic is balanced between humor and drama. I love it, and I bet you will too, so I hope you'll give this one a shot for yourself, if you haven't already!

[dangermousie]

Would you consider giving Are You The One/ Hidden Charm a chance? It has The Double vibes and not at all sweet ones, although there are funny and touching moments. The angst and male lead shooting/stabbing are delicious. The female lead has amnesia during the first part of the drama but she's not a dummy. And the male lead is digging his own grave with his lies and manipulations while falling deeply in love with her. I really do think it could be right up your alley.

Hi!!!

Thank you for the rec!

I actually did check it out - I watched the first six eps back when it started airing. Alas, it was not the one for me and its charm remained hidden (sorry, I honestly couldn't resist!)

6 eps is probably a good representative chunk; it's not impossible that a drama that didn't work for me for the first 15% will end up working afterwards, but it's pretty unlikely.

I agree that on paper, the premise sounds very much my thing but for whatever reason, the execution just didn't click. It felt really fluffy and bland and I had no emotional investment or interest in the characters or their relationship. Some of it is the actors - ZWY was wonderful in Lost You Forever, but he came across as muted here (and confession time - I was so annoyed by LYF2 and his character encapsulated why - that even though it wasn't his fault I probably should have a little break before I should watch him in another drama because I just get annoyed all over again) and Wang Churan is an actress who has never evoked anything but irritation in me for whatever reason except for small role in Joy of Life 2.

But honestly, it's just the vibe. As I am sure you can tell, I am an emotional vampire who lives for intensity in my dramas (it doesn't have to be high angst melo; a slice of life drama like Will Love in Spring will do just as well provided I am emotionally drawn in.) And this drama just did not grab me emotionally at all. They were competent, nice-ish people who I felt no dislike of but also no involvement with. My feeling was - they get a happy ending? Nice. A terrible ending? Also nice.

There is literally only one other circumstance under which a drama where the narrative and the leads don't grab me can become an obsession - and that's if cinematography is gorgeous enough. The Double for example was a beautiful fever dream visually so even when I lost a lot of interest in the narrative in the second half, I loved watching it. I will watch any Guo Jingming production, however nonsensical and full of actors I don't care for, because I find the visuals that jawdropping. But while Hidden Charm is not a badly filmed or ugly drama, it's workmanlike - the cinematography and visuals in general do not stand out to me.

This is a very long screed so apologies. tl;dr summary: I tried it and it's not in the least a bad drama but it's not to my taste because it feels fluffy and not emotionally involving to my tastes.

But if you are watching it, hope you are enjoying it!!! Everyone has different tastes so my rant above is a purely personal explanation as to why it didn't work for me, not a comment on the drama quality.

As to my cdrama slate - I am pretty stoked for Love in Nirvana which supposedly drops in September after Hidden Charm ends so hopefully I will have better luck in the fall :) And Chang Le Qu on the 26th though it's mango so good luck to me with subs!

[bard-of-beasts]

Favorite Earth Drinks of the Beta Trolls Headcanons (by bard-of-beasts)

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Authors note: First time listing and posting my headcanons! Will definately try to make more. You can also request me for head canons for characters of any fandoms I'm in. I hope you enjoy!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝙰𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚘: 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎

No sugar, no milk, nothing.

Makes a pot every day.

Has it for whenever she needs it.

Isn't really caffeine addicted to it though, she's not crazy about it.

She will drink it pretty much any hour of the day though.

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𝚃𝚊𝚟𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚖: 𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚊

I feel like him and his dancestor would love Mexican drinks and food.

Sometimes he has his own powder mixture, but also keeps some in the fridge that he's prepared beforehand.

Whenever he takes his first sip, he's smiling happily.

God, he's just as sweet as this drink, it's adorable ♥︎.

Vriska has stolen some though just to be a prick.

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𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚡 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚛: 𝟽-𝚄𝙿

He drinks this shit so much that at times he just has a pile of the empty cans somewhere in his hive.

And oh my god, it's actually terrible.

He often drinks the original, but he likes other flavors too.

As long as it's 7-UP, he'll take it.

His hive reeks of it at times.

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𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚊𝚝 𝚅𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜: 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚕

He can be aggressive like a bull too when he's hooked on this-.

He has a bit of a caffeine addiction from this, but he can go through a day with just 1 normal sized can.

Even though the original isn't the most flavorful, he's fine with that, he doesn't even care really.

He has tried the other flavors though.

If he's feeling pretty generous, he'll let Dave have a sip.

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𝙽𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚗: 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚊

Loves every flavor of milk tea boba.

Really enjoys nibbling on the boba balls.

Sometimes Equius gets her a cup!

She has tried showing him how to get the straw into the cup to keep the film on top.

Alas, he broke the cup and it spilled everywhere, as expected.

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𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚖: 𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙻𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎

Fancy drink for a rather fancy bitch, and rightfully so.

She always has it in a tall, clear glass with ice cubes and a little lemon slice on the rim.

Not sure if she would do this without realizing it or not, but whenever she is drinking this, she crosses her legs.

She usually makes some in a pig pitcher for herself and Rose.

She enjoys the flavor, as it's not overwhelmingly sweet, yet not bitter.

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𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚣𝚒 𝙿𝚢𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎: 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎

Loves it most with extra cherry syrup.

The redder, the tastier it is, especially for her tastebuds.

Gets as much of these as possible.

There are many cases even where Karkat has to physically stop her from drinking more than she can handle.

When this happens, she's pouting.

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𝚅𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚊 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚝: 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛

She just gives the vibe she would love this, change my mind.

Enjoys every flavor, no matter how much some of them taste like battery acid.

Whenever she finishes her can, she crushes it with her metal arm and chucks it at the back of Tavros' head.

Much more caffeine addicted than Karkat.

How much she drinks in a day can vary.

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𝙴𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚉𝚊𝚑𝚑𝚊𝚔: 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚗 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜

CHUGGING. LIKE DAMN BRO NO ONE TRYNA TAKE IT-.

Because he's chugging so much, sometimes it dribbles down his chin.

When he's done, he chuckles the bottle into the trash, the bottle breaking every time.

He always gets some when Nepeta has her boba.

One time Nepeta even swiped (pun intended) a container of protein powder just for him.

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𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚣𝚎𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊: 𝙵𝚊𝚢𝚐𝚘 & 𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚠

Mtn. Dew just because outside of Detroit, it's very hard to come across Faygo anywhere really.

So when he can't get his hands on Faygo, Mtn. Dew is his next choice.

Both are very sugary and sweet, after all!

His lips are always a bit sticky whenever he's drinking either of these.

Besides, the color of the original Mtn. Dew reminds him of his pies.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

𝙴𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊: 𝙱𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚢

Won't let ANY Troll even touch his drink, besides Feferi.

"Get your grubby land dwweller hands away"

Only drinks the original, never drink the flavored ones really.

He never drinks the flavored ones because he gives them to Feferi.

Always keeps the cans in a very clean acrylic drawer in the fridge.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

𝙵𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝙿𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚜: 𝙻𝚊 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚡

Unlike Eridan, she sometimes offers a can to a Troll friend.

No one really accepts them though, just because it's not really their thing, besides Kanaya and Eridan.

She especially loves the fruity hints in the sparkling water

She does enjoy the flavored bubbly drinks Eridan gives her too!

Fuck it, I guess many sea dwellers love fancy drinks in my book.

[allwormdiet]

Hive 5.9

Don't worry everyone, dragons are notoriously easy to defeat with little harm done, right?

Taylor's attempt at bravado is very humorous, if dramatically misplaced

Also Sundancer I'm so sorry you have to catch up so fast on Skitter stuff, but this is what you deal with in Brockton Bay

I dunno Taylor, I get that the objective here is that the ABB gets taken down, but are you sure the correct answer here doesn't involve Kaiser getting his stupid pointy ass cooked inside that armor?

Snark aside, this isn't a fully incorrect complaint to have about a teammate who's like. Not fighting. On a mission where you kinda all gotta fight. Like I know why Sundancer's not doing it, but that didn't get explained in much detail to anyone else

Skipping the part where Kaiser does his thing because he's a fucking Nazi and he doesn't get called "cool" or "interesting" he gets called a fucking Nazi

What I'd give for the shoe to be on the other foot here, but alas

Taylor, I love the noble intentions thing, your dedication remains as admirable as ever, however: he's a fucking Nazi. You're not spinning the "it's bad to murder people" idea this time.

Yeah yeah yeah! There we go! Use the friendly fire power while the Nazis are in the blast zone! Perfect! Sundancer I forgive everything, you're great

please don't make me eat those words later

Jesus fucking Christ that is hot

Guess that's proof Lung isn't totally immune to fire though

Yeah that

Fucking Nazi scumbag idiot.

Kaiser dies, right? There's no way he comes out of this story in one piece. I hope it's undignified. I hope his own spikes pin him in the Family Guy death pose.

What a great fucking sell on this moment, Jesus Christ

Oh no.

Ohhh no.

Taylor you are so fucking brave and that is a problem

Ho-ho-holy fuck this is so dire, it's great but also horrific.

See, yeah, I'm pretty sure that's the mistake that's gonna keep getting made here, and I'm pretty sure Lung's not even gonna get the worst of that. He's, y'know, still alive by the end of this.

Totally forgot about Newter's hallucinogen the first time I was reading this fight. So fucking cool as a detail.

So I joked back in Arc fucking 1 that either Lung was going to keep getting his eyes fucked up or Taylor was going to keep going for the eyes. I didn't expect to get more data for those at the same fucking time, but here we are I guess

God that's nasty, also incidentally not how eyeballs would come out, learned that by hanging around discussions of Naruto's plug-and-play magic eyes

(Short version is that the eye tissue would give up before the optic nerve would, so any eyes you yanked out would be. Less than whole.)

Oh thank God, I'd wondered about that actually

Nazi capes fuck off!! You tell em Taylor

If this isn't the vibe of Taylor interacting with other capes outside the team, I'll eat my hat.

Current Thoughts

Hoooooooly shit what a fucking chapter

What a fight, what a display, what an interwoven dance of stupid and clever and desperate and resolute

Taylor is only getting more brutal over time and I think she's gonna notice the blood on her hands (literal or otherwise) even less as she goes

Leaving it here for tonight, finish the arc tomorrow and keep this train a-rolling.

[gunilslaugh]

Hiii, first time asker hehe

I was wondering if you could do Seungmin when he likes someone a few years older than him.

I feel like he would have more audacity and he more cheeky than usual.

Like she tells him she’s not interested in younger guys and he’s like “a challenge how fun” kind of vibe? Idk if this makes sense haha

Thank you for your content🥰

Hello, welcome first time asker lol. I hope you like your request!

Oh Seungmin

Summary: You weren’t interested in younger guys, however Seungmin was determined to prove himself to be an exception. (non-idol au) (office au)

WC:~1.7k

Warning:none

photo not mine credits to owner.

Your office had just received a new hire and of course your boss had to assign you as the one to train them. It’s not like you hate the new hire, you haven’t even met them yet, but you don’t particularly like that you have to train somebody new on top of getting your work for the current project you’re working on done. A part of you wanted to suggest (argue) with your boss that the head of your department would be better suited for training the new hire. Alas the head of your department was actually on a business trip to do field research. Now why your boss picked you out of all the other employees in your department you aren’t quite sure. What you did know was that you unfortunately can’t get out of it. 

You arrived at work a bit earlier than usual to settle your things before the new hire would arrive. You were busy editing a document when the new hire arrived. 

“Y/n this is the new hire you will be training. I’m sure you’ll treat him well.” One of the other employees of the office informed you. You stood up from your chair, dusting off the imaginary dirt from your pants. 

“Nice to meet you. I’m Seungmin.” The new hire introduced himself with a smile. 

“I’m y/n. Let me show you around the office.” You stepped outside of your cubicle area. You began to walk around the office with Seungmin, showing him around the different departments, where the copying room was, the breakroom, storage, bathrooms. 

“Now this room is ‘top secret’. This is the room where we come to when we’re hiding from our work.” You opened the door to reveal a shabby looking room. There was literally nothing in it. You supposed it was supposed to be another storage room, but never ended up being used as one. Instead it sits empty with flickering lights and white walls that are painting themselves beige. “It may not look like much, but when you’re having a hard day you’ll find that it feels like a sanctuary,” you told. 

“Duly noted,” Seungmin said. He looked around the empty room. His eyes stopped on you, taking a nice look. You noticed, but didn’t say anything. Seungmin had actually been taking glances at you the entire tour. He couldn’t help it. You looked so beautiful. The way you showed him around. You had a professional nature, but at the same time there was this hint that you didn’t particularly care to be doing what you’re doing right now. You spoke articulately about your office and how it runs, but you half-hazardly pointed things out. Like your words said one thing, but your body language said another. It successfully piqued Seungmin’s interest in you. 

You ended the tour by coming full circle back to your department. You showed Seungmin where his cubicle was, which happened to be across from yours on the left side. You started to get him set up with some simpler work. Seungmin tried his best to pay attention to what you were telling him. It was proving to be difficult though with the way you unintentionally leaned closer to him to show him what to do with the documents on his screen. 

“Alright, that should do it. If you have any questions, my cubicle is right over there.” you pointed across the way to your cubicle.

“Great, thanks,” Seungmin states. Seungmin watches you walk the short couple of steps back over to your cubicle. Seungmin couldn’t help but steal glances at you throughout the rest of the work day. 

At the end of the day you traveled the short distance over to Seungmin’s cubicle to check on his work. Again Seungmin couldn’t help but admire you as your eyes scanned over the documents on his computer screen. 

“There are a couple of errors that need to be fixed, but this isn’t bad for a new hire. Good job,” you told Seungmin, straightening up from peering over at his computer screen. 

“Do I get a reward for that?” Seungmin asked cheekily. A bit of a suggestive manner in his eyes. 

“You’re paycheck,” you answered blankly. Then you proceeded to walk back over to your desk to pack up for the day. Seungmin didn’t expect you to be so cold to him, however it only made him more interested in you. Igniting a bit of a spark in him. 

Seungmin fully intended on acting on the newly lit spark in him. Any time at work he would take the chance to flirt with you. It didn’t even matter if others were around. He had no shame about his flirting with you. You typically would brush off Seungmin’s flirting, which unfortunately for you only encourages him more. After a couple of weeks of his flirting you finally confronted him about it. 

“Seriously Seungmin what is your deal?” You cornered him in the break room when nobody else was there. 

“Can I not flirt with the girl I like?” he returned. 

“Well the girl you like isn’t interested in guys younger than her. Sorry,” you rejected him. That wasn’t going to stop Seungmin though. 

“C’mon I’m only three years younger than you. I can be an exception,” he stated. 

“I’m really not interested in you Seungmin.” You reject him for a second time and begin to walk towards the exit of the breakroom. 

“You just want me to chase after you for a while don’t you? That’s ok I can do that. I like a challenge,” Seungmin calls out after you as you leave the breakroom. 

Seungmin meant it when he said he could chase after you. That’s exactly what he did. He would get you coffee and leave little notes on your cups. Saying stuff like: “Your smile makes me happy :)”, “You’re working hard”, “The only way you could be more perfect would be if you were mine”, “I know these notes make you happy, so why not let me make you happy?”. He would pull your chair out for you when your department had your weekly meetings. He would run and be your errand boy whenever you needed copying done, something from storage or another department. 

Despite all of Seungmin’s chasing you still wouldn’t let him into your heart. You did open up to him more and even started to treat him as a friend. Seungmin wanted to be more than your friend though. He just wanted you to be his. He wanted to look out for you, remind you to take breaks when you got hyper fixated on a project, have meals with you, send you good morning and goodnight texts with random text throughout the day simply because he was thinking about you. He wanted to cuddle you in his arms. His intentions were pure even if was a bit cheeky with his flirting. At the end of the day he really did just want to love you. 

Seungmin notices that it has been quite some time since you stepped out of your cubicle. He was pretty sure you didn’t have any meeting to attend to, so he wondered what was taking you so long. He couldn’t really focus on his work cause he could think about where you possibly disappeared off to. That’s when he remembers what you said about the “top secret” room. That it could feel like a sanctuary when you’re having a hard day. Seungmin honestly hopes that he’s wrong as he stands up from his chair and begins to head in the direction of the “top secret” room. He gently knocks on the door before opening it. Sure enough he finds you sitting in the corner of the poorly lit room with your knees tucked up to your chest. He closes the door behind him and carefully walks over to you, taking a seat right beside you. 

“Are you alright?” he softly asks you. Instead of answering him verbally you shake your head. Seungmin places a comforting hand on your knee. 

“I’m sure whatever it is, it'll be ok. It’s probably really stressful right now, but you always figure it out,” he comforts you. 

“What if I don’t?” Your voice sounds so dejected, it pains Seungmin’s heart. 

“Then I’ll figure it out for you,” he declares. 

“Huh? You don’t even know what’s bothering me,” you say. 

“True, but I really just want to take care of you y/n. I know my flirting style is kinda cheeky and maybe you don’t take it seriously because of that, but I really care about you y/n. I want to make you happy, help you with any problems you encounter, make sure you eat your meals, take you out on silly little dates, be the person you think about before you fall asleep or,” he lets out a bit of a chuckle.  “Be the person who you fall asleep beside. I want to hold you in my arms.” Seungmin very carefully and slowly wraps one of his arms around your shoulders, giving you plenty of time to shove him away. “I want to love you y/n if you’ll let me.” Seungmin silently waits for you to respond. The silence is killing him though.

“I meant it when I said I was interested in younger guys,” you finally spoke. Even though you rejected Seungmin again and again month after month. He never let it deter him from liking you. This time however your words actually hurt him a bit. Seungmin opened his mouth, but before he could say anything you kept talking. “You might be able to be an exception though,” you continued. Now Seungmin’s heart is filled with hope. 

“You’re giving me a chance?” He had to make sure. 

“Mhm, you better not waste it,” you threatened him. 

“I would never.” He wraps his other arm around you pulling you towards him. You let him, resting your head on his shoulder. “As much as I like this we should probably get back to work,” Seungmin states after a few moments. 

“In a few minutes. Let’s stay like this for a few more minutes.” You snuggled your head further onto his shoulder. Seungmin definitely wasn’t going to tell you no. He pulls you impossibly closer to him, resting his head on top of yours. 

[starrystevie]

hiya everyone! the month of june is a big one for not only myself personally but also for this blog so we'll be celebrating a few things:

my own birthday on june 24th!

reaching 2k followers! (which is still mind blowing where did y'all come from)

pride month!

now i may not be a gif maker or edit maker, but i do want to celebrate by interacting with you all in the ways i know how! i'm going to be hosting what i like to call "roll for...?", a mysterious way to get stranger things content from me for the rest of the month. starting today, june 13, you can send me in asks for things to roll for (just make sure you go over the rules before sending in an ask pls <3)

if you're interested in participating, click the read more for the rules!

how it works:

i'll have the following categories to pick from: drabble, playlist, or aesthetic/moodboard. pick one of those categories and then select up to 3 of the following subcategories for me to roll specifics for: ship, trope, vibe/colors, length, era, crossover. whatever subcategories go unchosen, i can use if i want to! each of the subcategories will have a few options in them that i will then roll for to leave the final product up to the luck of the roll. if needed, any additional details will be left up to me! if you would like it to be entirely my pick, please select 3 ships listed below for me to choose from and i will take it from there. warning, some categories will be easier for me to combine than others (ie vibe with crossover might be challenging) so please take every post with a grain of salt. this is all just for fun. these will be posted as i can get them done, so feel free to send in asks whenever you want to! i will stop accepting asks for this project on june 30th but will probably still have things to post after that. all posts will be tagged with #rollfor2023 to help keep things organized.

important to know!:

if you have any triggers or things you wouldn't want to me to include, please let me know what to avoid. i'll honor it no questions asked. all drabbles will be rated anywhere from general to mature with absolutely zero explicit smut unless you tell me you are comfortable with it being included. overcommunicate with me and we'll both be happy campers!

subcategory specifics:

ship: 1. steve/eddie, 2. robin/nancy, 3. robin/chrissy, 4. jonathan/argyle, 5. joyce/hopper, 6. bee's pick of steve ship (platonic or romantic) trope: 1. enemies to lovers, 2. friends to lovers, 3. one bed, 4. the italicized 'oh', 5. soulmates, 6. bee's pick of shop au vibe/colors: 1. whimsical/pastels, 2. angst/dark muted, 3. hopeless romantic/soft pinks, 4. cheerful/bright & bold, 5. bittersweet/blues & greys, 6. angry/dark reds length (around a certain word/song count): 1. 100-300 words/3 songs, 2. 300-500 words/5 songs, 3. 500-750 words/8 songs, 4. 750-1000 words/10 songs, 5. 1000-1500 words/15 songs, 6. bee's pick era: 1. ancient greek, 2. 1980s, 3. modern/2020s, 4. 1800s wild west, 5. 1940s, 6. unspecified fantasy world timeline ala lotr or got crossover (all chosen from my favorites!): 1. moulin rogue, 2. across the universe, 3. bee's pick of disney movie, 4. grishaverse, 5. glee, 6. supernatural

an example ask (can copy / paste if you'd like!):

i would like a drabble with a roll for ship, length, and crossover. avoid character death and mentions of drugs.

i hope this makes sense, so please let me know if you have questions! i'm truly just wanting to do something fun for the hell of it because isn't that we're all here for anyway?! rejoining the fandom side of tumblr this time last year has been such a great decision. i've been able to meet so many of you wonderful people and remember what it's like to enjoy fandom spaces again without shame. best of all, it's gotten me writing again, which had been such a big part of my hobbies that i had pushed aside. getting back into writing as a way to express myself and make content with some fucking guys from some fucking tv show has made a massive difference in my happiness over the last year.

i thank you all so sincerely for being with me along the ride. tagging some of my beloved buds here in no possible order because if it weren't for y'alls support, i never would have written half the things i have. thank you from the bottom of my heart, truly <3

@buckleydiaz @thefreakandthehair @yournowheregirl @scoops-stevie @gothbat99 @bayouteche @toburnup @stevethehairington @judasofsuburbia @henderdads @sharpbutsoft @kkpwnall @figthefruitfaeth @fastcardotmp3 @fragilecapric0rnn @wynnyfryd @stargyles @jeysuso @bitchsteve @lovespiralls @riality-check @cheatghost @legitcookie @hellsfireclub @sanguineterrain @kingofscoops @roykentt @sidekick-hero

[sheisalivingchild]

Wait for Me (Hadestown 2010 Album) || Coriolanus & Lucy Gray - Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

Hope you enjoy! It's a sad song, but maybe it will turn out this time...

UPDATE: new version with high quality footage! :)

Commentary under the jump:

I've been wanting to make a Hadestown video for TBOSAS, there are so many fun threads to pull on!! Admittedly, some of the parallels here are more vibes-based than really narrative based, but I found enough to work with. The scene where Coryo explores the bombed-out arena and looks into the chasm of the tunnel seemed like an obvious jumping off point, so that was my initial idea.

The first verse basically assembled itself. I wasn't sure if I was going to use the whole song, but it ended up being easier as the verses overlap slightly and there wasn't a clean place to cut! The third verse was the hardest to stage; I cracked it by building up to the moment at the end where Coryo gets caught and expelled. Rather than literally following Lucy Gray during the games, he's choosing to break the rules to help her survive. But he's plagued with doubt along the way because he's not sure if he can trust her! It's kind of funny positioning Coryo as Hadestown Orpheus (especially since older Snow has so many parallels to Hades), because literally the instant he loses sight of his "Eurydice" in the woods he just flops instantly. Alas.

I got specific inspiration for this vid when I noticed the twirling/descending piano cue in TBOSAS (performed by featured soloist Yuja Wang) that plays during key moments of Coryo and Lucy Gray's relationship. It sounds very similar to the descending scale motif in the Hadestown soundtrack and creates a distinct, fragile mood, like we're waiting for the tentative bond between them to snap. I originally wanted to try and blend one into the other but they weren't quite similar enough. I also decided to go with the more ghostly 2010 concept album version of "Wait for Me" over the stage version, as it fit the tone I was trying to achieve.

I haven't actually completed a fanvid in literal years, but I got started on this one last night and it just poured out of me. I have some ideas for more, so hopefully I'll be able to get around to them!