#ok i understand he was only MC in half of these gifs

[noonaracha]

Green MC Changbin for @changbeens 💚

[shinjisdone]

How I Imagine TWST Could Be If There Was A Female!MC - Staff Edition

part 2 of this I suppose

TW: Reader is female, period mentioned, bullying mentioned

Crowley, as mentioned, is a bit indifferent but puzzled at the new female student.

Not to offend, but you sure you crawled out of the coffin? You didn't throw out the original Student and replaced their body with yours, right?

He is half-joking by the way.

Well, it is what it is, and him being such a GRACIOUS AND GENEROUS PERSON will OF COURSE do all that he can to make you feel welcome and part of NRC!

Spoiler alert: he does so half-assed.

Will bring you any sort of thing you need and will offer both pants and skirts in all kinds of lengths for your uniform - long, short, frilly, straight, etc. As long as they fit with the jacket.

Since you came here with uh, NOTHING, he will also make sure that Sam stocks all kinds of things. While many things that are worn/needed are kinda basic/gender-neutral, he doesn't think of eeeeverything.

At the same time he kinda...paves you your own personal hell with good intentions. Introduces you to others like a good headmaster does while also underlining how VERY MUCH INDEED A GIRL YOU ARE. DING-DING-DING A YOUNG WOMAN IS GOING TO BE HERE FOR THE REST OF UUUUHHH WHENEVER I'LL BOTHER TO LOOK FOR HER HOME PLEASE BE NICE TO HER, OK?

When you might feel sick and report it to the headmaster he will of course, understand. Yet just as you are about to excuse yourself he GASPS and very genuinely and worriedly asks while whispering 'are you on your period...?'

Whether or not that is the case he will continue to reassure that that it is not something to be ashamed about AS THE ONLY GIRL HERE and he'll make sure you'll be fine.

Unironically would give you a wink, thumbs up and pats himself on the back for how GENEROUS HE IS HAH.

Would give you self-made help book: 'The Time I Got Transported Into A Magic All-Boys-Academy As The Only Magicless Girl'.

Crewel is uuuuuhhhh...

He eyes you up and down before asigning you to a pot. A pup is a pup and well-trained, diligent and especially, open-minded pups can learn anything.

Potionology especially can be learned by you, a magicless student! It requires understanding of ingredients and their magical attributes as well as magic itself a bit, but that's something you can learn!

He does not care if you are female or not. Students are meant to obey and he will not treat you any differently. Be well-behaved and listen - learn from this new environment and succeed.

He is a bit more strict with you since potionology does not require any magical skills (as far as I know). You can learn, you can adapt. Just be a good pup!

If you're doing awful, then he will be STRICT AS HELL. It's just that he truthfully believes you can learn and do better!

If you're doing good and maybe even improved, he'll be sure to praise you. Good pup! Very, very, well done!

Then he goes back to his strict self.

If he sees you being treated wrongly by others during HIS CLASS because you are a girl - he won't allow it. Will chastise the other student, ESPECIALLY IF YOU TEAMED UP, and will tell them of their awful behavior. Such things deserve punishment.

If you ever do better after such a situation, be sure Crewel will praise you loudly in a away to indirectly shove it into the student's face and let them know - 'This one did it despite being a girl and you thinking that is a reason to bully someone. No, you foolish Fido. You all are equal, inexperienced puppies.'

Be very afraid of Trein.

This guy does not c a r e who you are. A student of NRC is supposed to be diligent, punctual, listening, obeying, studious, tidy, neat, AND DON'T YOU EVER FORGET TO-

The list goes on and on.

There is the slight chance that Trein will be a bit...less strict when he takes into account that you are new to everything. You aren't familiar with either the history of magic nor the social status and affects it can have (hooh boy, you do know how much it affects-)

After classes he might take you to the side and ask how much you actually know of...magic, besides not being able to cast any. He will offer extra classes and books from the library to catch up. After that he BETTER be seeing you there often with a book in your hand. Will often check on you.

He doesn't mean any harm but he is very certain you need extra lessons to even be on the same level as the locals here. So he expects you to be extra hard-working!

After some time, the thought of you being so much left behind crosses his mind and he wants to speak after class with you again. This time about a different topic.

"Are you perhaps...being intentionally wronged in this school?"

He does not like to use the word 'bullied'. While he knows it does exist he'd rather not make any assumptions, especially because he thinks it's because you are the only female here.

It depends on you what is the truth.

In general he does take you being a young woman in an all-boys-academy as a fact and in the back of his mind while he teaches you. You and your studies might be affected due to this. Will often ask about you and how you are doing. He will take everything as truth, even if you lie since he expects you to be mature enough to do the right thing.

Though you seem to be around good and righteous young men, so he likes to believe you are doing well.

Might take Ace and Deuce to the side and tell them to look after you. Just a bit.

Ace will be like, 'yeah, yeah, don't worry, she's fine with us. Hah, in fact she'd be totally lost without us!'

Deuce is bobbing his head up and down, starry-eyed, 'yes, yes, yes, Professor! We'll do our best, she is safe with us. I SWEAR AS A FUTURE HONOR STUDENT-'

Vargas at the beginning pushes you as much as the others because how else could you spellcast?

Oh. You can't either way?

Hm.

After getting over that fact, Vargas takes your situation very seriously. If it is requested, Vargas will make sure to prepare sport uniforms you are comfortable with as well ask you if you are also comfortable with training with the other boys (it is nice to be asked but then again, what is he supposed to do if you say no? Give you private lessons after dark?).

He will internally let out a big 'phew!' if you say you do not mind training with them or training with a few close ones (the 1st year squad or anyone else you trust).

Is very understanding if you cannot partake due to your period. Will be sure to discreetly excuse you and ask a student you trust to escort you back to your dorm.

Will also bring in your own strength and capability into play. You may not be able to cast any magic, but that is not the only reason to grind!

Will often look over to you and how you're doing during lessons. Will immediately intervene if he sees any bullying or harrassment. That's not sporting or fair!

Will give a big thumbs up at any improvements or when you or others stand up for you. That's the spirit!

Sam is the one adult you know he always got your back.

The others are perfectly nice but Sam does not criticize, chastise or push you to your limits! Though he is part of the staff you feel like you can talk the most open with him.

Always asks about your day. Oh, it went well? Here, have this trinket as a memory keepsake. Oh, it was awful? Aw, shucks, take this treat, it'll cost ya...

That's usually how your conversations go.

Whatever you need, he got it for you. Makes sure he always has feminine products or anything else you might need in stock and will give you them behind the counter if you want to keep the exchange a secret and not so open to public.

Though he treats you like his other customers (kinda ripping you off), he does give you a few things for sale or free when you had a bad day due to you being the only girl here.

Tell him any secret! They are safe with him (for a price jk).

After all, there might be a few things you cannot or wouldn't want to tell your friends and Sam keeps his mouth shut whenever. So don't worry!

Grim is a little pain in the neck no matter who you are.

As mentioned, he doesn't really get why it's suuuuch a biiig deaaaal that you are here. So what if you're a giiirrrll? You're his minion either way and you ARE going to help him.

Once he gets that others pick on you, he'll get defensive. That is HIS minion and she's doing a great job no matter if magicless or not, no matter if girlie or not! Y'all better shut up before he burns you to a crisp.

Will defend you but since he's just some...monster cat no one takes him seriously. He tries though and does end up setting someone's hair on fire...which only brings you more trouble, so there's that.

[lovearne]

Silence

Juice (Juan Carlos Ortiz) x male! Reader

My page is 18+ only. I don't tolerate minors here. This is my safe place to express myself, and I don't consent to minors viewing my works or my blog.

Warnings: silent treatment (kinda), homophobic views (not really specified), sad theme (kinda), juice is a big old softie who wants to be babied by his boyfriend

5 days. You'd not seen your boyfriend in 5 days.

He'd not wanted to tell anyone, especially anyone in the club. He didn't know how they'd react to him being gay. Well, he doesn't know his sexuality for sure anymore. Before he'd started dating you, he thought he was straight. Turns out he's not. 

He's terrified to use a title for his sexualtiy because then it makes it real. Makes it a lie to the club, because as far as he knows, the club doesn't allow gays in the MC. 

He's normally radio silent for a few days during a run, but this? This was different. This was yards different. He'd been scheduled for a hearing, and then disappeared. You'd went downtown and asked around about him and the club, the only answers You'd gotten were from a still grieving and tortured Chief Unser, he mumbled a few things and waved you off.

"No, chief you don't understand." You tired to plead with him. 

"I understand just fine." He interrupts you. "I'm not helping the sons, and I don't know where they are." You nod.

"Can I file a missing person's?" The chief's eyes narrow a little at you.

"And what exactly is your affiliation with the club?" You smile uncomfortably.

"I'm just a worried friend. And customer. I went by the past couple of days and I haven't seen anybody. I'm worried more about Juan Carlos, he's not the most mentally stable and I'm afraid after the events of Kip's funeral, he did something to himself." Unser sighs.

"OK, we'll send a patrol out to do a wellness check. Check things out." His face changes, putting on a small fake smile as he rubs your upper arm. "Don't worry son, I'm sure he's fine."  He makes eye contact and for a second, a spilt second you thought he'd maybe knew. "I'm sure he's like your brother, everyone has one close to them." He definitely didn't know. Your shoulders fell, you'd thought, maybe, just maybe you'd be able to confide in one person about your life. "The boys will take care of him. I'm sure he'll call you when he's free to look at your car." You sigh frustratedly, getting up and storming out of the police station. 

You walked your way back, to angry to be able to drive properly. You don't understand why you weren't getting answers, didn't understand why Juice was so afraid to tell people that he loves you. If straight people can love publicly, then why can't gay people? 

On the walk back to your house, their clubhouse came to view, you seen a few of the guys, seeing of the men you know well enough, you wave, he gestures you to come onto the property. He calls your name fondly, the dirty blond man beside him furrowing his brows.

"Who the hell is that guy?" Tig casts him a glare and moves to give you a half hug. 

"This is juicey boys best friend, they go way back." Tig then looks at you. "You come here looking for him?" You nod.

"Yeah, he doesn't normally dodge me like this, got worried." Tig nods in understanding. 

"It's a club matter, so I can't tell you where he is." You nod.

"I know all about club business being kept. Just tell me if he's alive?" Tig and the man, look at each other and then back at you. Tig nods, you smile. "I'm not going to ask, but thanks for letting me know." He nods again, putting his hand on your shoulder. This is the second time a man older than yourself has placed his hand on you like a dad would to a son. You guessed, since it's in the name of their MC, the older men treat the younger men like sons.

"Your friend is gonna be just fine." He squeezes your shoulder and then moves to leave. The words burn on your tongue as you hold them back. You weren't friends, you were lovers.

The next day, you received a call from Juice, you ignored it.

A shuffle and dip of your bed wakes you in the middle of the night, looking at your clock, it reads 2:00, it's very late and very early all at once. You smile slightly at the disagreements you'd had with your boyfriend about the terminology, they were mostly conversations you'd had high and dumb, way before the two of you got together. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He sounds tired. "Been a rough few days." You turn your head, trying to avoid this conversation, pretending to go back to sleep. You hear Juice sigh. You feel him shuffle on the bed, taking off his shoes and jeans, you heard his sighs and grunts as he moves. You still just laid beside him, you didn't want to fight, you wanted to be glad he was home, safe. You relax a little as you feel him spread out on the blanket beside you, desperately longing to reach for him, yet he's still so far. You want to initiate cuddles and tell him how much you've missed him. But the radio silence hurt. So you stay laying as you are, not too long later you feel his hand on your shoulder, his body leaned over yours slightly. 

"I know you're asleep, and you won't hear this. But I want to tell you anyway, because my mind is so, it's just so goddam loud." He leans closer and places a soft kiss against your temple. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving, and I'm sorry for not answering or returning your calls. I'll tell you this in the morning. I'm planning on sticking here with you tomorrow, we can spend the day together. I still have to do my jail time, so I wanna soak up as much time as possible with my pretty boy." He places another kiss on your bare shoulder. 

"Cuddles?" You couldn't help but say something. The  so thick in your throat that the word came out deeper than you intended. You could hear your boyfriend's excitement as he shuffled under the blankets, feeling his hips make contact with your ass, and his arms wrapped around you, face pressed into your neck. You felt at home. He was here with you, and nothing was going to come between you. 

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

HI

ive been ever so sneakily updating the playlist on yt, mostly for lucio my beloathed and im here to share

BUT ALSO i went to look at lucios official playlist to check for repeats and was appalled to find that it was like half comprised of julian songs istg. im kidding of course its subjective but still the bidding?? THE fucking Bidding???? THE most julianest song ive ever heard and its on Morgassons playlist. i simply cannot even with this.

and so to start this off im giving the floor to julian with the entirety of Tally Halls The Bidding! *polite applause*

I've been sleeping in a cardboard box, Spending every dollar at the liquor shop/ (yeah this ones obvious) And even though I know I haven't got a lot I'll try to give you lovin' til the day you drop/ 🥺🥺(wait i just remembered mc technically has dropped one time already on his watch but i suppose hes learned his lesson bhjzdljzg)

I've been training like a Pavlov dog, Let my independence out to take a hike/(😩😩🙄🥵😤😤🥺come ON this is the most julian line ever) All you're gonna have to do is ring my bell/ (ok confession time i edited this line because this is the first time im actually reading it and im sorry but it looks so wrong who tf says Activate my Bell what in the hell) And I'll fetch you anything you like/ (in summary: heeeere subbysubbysubbysubby)

Going once, going twice, Every man here has a price/ (i highkey Love this one so much in relation to the game in general because boY DO THEY fucking EVER have a PRICE THEY GOT ME CRAWLING BACK EVERY DAY GRINDING FOR THESE DAMN COINS) Over where? Over there, sold To not a single lady in here

I've been here like a thousand times, Dated every woman in the atmosphere. I've been to every continent, Broken all the hearts in every hemisphere/ (mmm yaass we love a well travelled king. also yeah i can see that other bit being accurate, he is a catch) And if I'm not the type of guy you like to circumvent, Just remember not to love me when I disappear/ (yeah that sounds like him alright)

I graduated at the top/ (Mmmm we LOVE a medical degree king slay) I like to take advantage of the bourgeoisie/ (maybe not exactly how it happened i mean he worked for him for the most part but i count it as a lucio reference lmao) So if you have a fantasy of being a queen, Maybe you should blow a couple bucks on me/😏😏

Going once, going twice! Won't these gentlemen suffice?/ (*brain animatic director voice* pan over to the rest of the lads standing at their respective game show-y podium stands; a somewhat disgruntled asra, lucio preening for anybody paying attention, muriel's left already) Any here? Any there? Any motions anywhere? Going twice, going thrice, Guess this means we'll go four times a lady

I promise I'll be all you'll need, ever need You'll never have to shop around (don't shop around) And I'll give you all you'll ever need, ever need, Don't worry I will never let you down, let you down- Don't worry I will never let you down/ (admittedly this doesn't sounds exactly like something he'd say, the insecure avoidant wretch of a boy kjbdfkjadf maybe a bit later, god knows hes trying bless his little heart)

So many ladies are wanting for mates, And the prospects are good but the date's never great- Over here, over there, over where? Anywhere! They're too busy with winning the bidding to care! And he's sold!/ (*film director voice* the gavel bangs one last time, the doctor & mc pushed into each others embrace laugh together before going in for a kiss; curtains fall; brain animatic over, credits roll kbhsrjkdgh)

Alright lets get the lucio show on the road number one: Central Cee Retail Therapy which ive been obsessively listening to basically every day now for some reason but also im skipping like half the song literally only because i genuinely could not understand wtf hes talking about in there lmao

Fly uptown when I'm feelin' down I wanna do retail therapy/ (only kind of therapy i can imagine him pursuing) Been with the gang all week I need some female energy/ (ok tbh i dont remember how it went with him and nadia before they got together but this line just has me picturing him in his soldier mercenary days, back home from whatever job, done with boys nights, lookin to get bizzayyy) Sucked my soul, I lost my breath She got me breathin' heavy, Toxic relationship with my queen But me and the T got chemistry/ (ok im just now learning T means trap house but imma pretend i didnt see that gjhfhkgk)

Told her that I'm a Gemini Now she on Google checkin' the compatibility, She wanna see if I got the agility She wanna see if I got the ability/ (this bit may be silly but the first time i heard this while thinking about lucio i just instantly went "omg itd be funny if hes actually a gemini and it fits" and i checked, hes not, of course hes capricorn lol (but also wasnt there that one time when they gave him two birthdays on accident jgxgnvgs that just makes this even more in character bear w me) and after i learned that i just instantly reasoned that, at least to me, him lying about his star sign to get with nadia totally sounds like something he would do xD im not sure i can see him putting in the effort of actually researching which sign is compatible with nadia, but i mean hey he wants to bag a whole princess hes got a lot riding on this he might as well memorise some charts dgkhgj/ ok update i did in fact google the compatibility for cancer/gemini and its utter shit😂😭 she actually supposedly is more compatible with his actual sign but also, like. come on. look at them. if any relationship can be used to prove that thats all kinda bullshit or bad writing for a game about all this astral stuff? its probably them lmao

I went 'round three, she want round four- she killin' me, ADHD, my trigger finger fidgety

Walk in- Walk-in wardrobe look like the stockroom - Mum said I'm materialistic/ (literally canonically them fr shes such a hater bmvxhkhx) When you're the boss, that shit will cost, I'm buying my mumzy a crib for Christmas I'm livin' a movie, but it ain't scripted/ (oh honey if you knew how scripted your life is) God is my witness, get out my business, Back in the day I had one pair of trainers I wore that shit 'til it gave me blisters/ (also pretty canonically accurate sentiment i reckon with the living in a hardcore arctic hunter tribe situation n whatnot)

numba tew: Panic at The Disco's Emperors new clothes~ the music video for this one kinda fits the vibe for his storyline too a little bit at least aesthetically lol

Welcome to the end of eras, Ice has melted back to life - Done my time and served my sentence, Dress me up and watch me die - If it feels good, tastes good, It muuuust be mine~ Dynasty decapitated, You just might see a ghost tonight/ (kinda could describe his debut as a ghoast (ghost goat?)?)

And if you don't know now you know

I'm taking back the crown/ I'm all dressed up and naked/ (naked ghoast ass mf) I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers) oooOOOh yeeeah, the crown/ So close I can taste it, I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers)/ (yeah this bit speaks for itself i think, pretty biblically accurate lucio characterisation)

Sycophants on velvet sofas, Lavish mansions, vintage wine~ I am so much more than royal/ (i mean. mister I Deserve Everything. cmon) Snatch your chain and mace your eyes/ (man i dont know something something devil deal chains😭)

If it feels good, tastes good, It must be mine/ Heroes always get remembered/ But you know legends never die/ (yeeesss YYYEEEEESSSS UGH the auDACITY)

number 3: Nick Lutsko's Sometimes!

Swinging for the fences, Hanging from the moon, I cut my tongue on the rust of a silver spoon, I bet my billionth bottom dollar on a hopeless case-/ (i like those two lines for him being a nepo baby theyre so nice and evocative) And now the devil on my shoulder has a knife to my face/ (obvious allusion is obviousing)

Racing toward the mailbox With a letter in your hand But the postman's gone away, and you begin to understand- That you're no hero to this story, You're just another wretched pawn, Who bought his tickets to the sideshow And then slept through the alarm/ (UGH this song is just good i dont even have anything to say about that little blond bitch anymore htkjyufh no theres something in there i swear. about him taking on this bigger than life endeavour to acquire all this unimaginable power and dealing literal demons and barely even taking it seriously sometimes and not realising how played hes getting)

Sometimes the short end of the stick is the sharpest/ Sometimes the only road to take is the darkest/ Sometimes all you gotta say is "mommy make it go away"/ Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass💀

Sometimes you gotta finish what you shouldn't have started/ Sometimes you gotta shoot before you see the target/ Sometimes mommy's gonna say, "You're not worth the price to pay" Sometimes the tunnel only leads to darkness/ (this is where im cornered into admitting i only associate this song with lucio cause of the mommy issues. yippee)

im not saying anything but if you havent heard these songs before theyre reeeally fun to listen to and worth checking out i prommy👀 i enjoyed thinking through this so much im not great at Lucio so the details might be iffy i hope it made any sense thank you bye goonight🥰🥰

@tetsuoooooooooo HII!

Ugh I can't begin to say how much fun it was to read all of this, thank you!!! I always love how you unpack the lyrics for different characters ^.^

I've just added all of your suggestions to the playlist and I'll put them on the tag too. (Istg I will never be able to listen to The Bidding the same way again, you've effectively Julian'ed it for me XD)

Cheers friend!

[dojae-huh]

I dont understand why doyoung is pushing himself with woo when I kinda feels like woo is not into him...ofcourse woo can make people laugh and do likes that very much that is also why he likes johnny...but that doesn't mean he have better chemistry with woo even than tae? Why he only care about the promotion and things??

Were you in the fandom when Jungwoo was introduced with U and then added to 127? (2018)

Jungwoo clung to Doyoung like a bur. Literally sometimes.

Back in 2018 Doyoung took special care of Jungwoo as the new member (similar how he did with Shotaro). He was the welcoming party, the moral support, he showed the ropes and was with Woo for "first times" like flying in an airplane or living abroad in a hotel. Do was in Woo's shoes, when he himself joined 127 with a delay (he got hate from knets as well). Doyoung was a prime target of "confident gay" game as well.

So Doyoung took care of Woo and showed publicly his acceptance of him (and he is one of t7s members, the beginning). Lucas, Shotaro, WinWin, Xiaojun, Rookies2022 - Doyoung takes care of all new NCT members.

After getting a jealous boyfriend and seeing how Woo assimilated well and developed friendships, Doyoung was gradually distancing himself from Woo, however after the Neo City tour Woo went on a half year hiatus. After he came back, Doyoung renewed his shaperoning. SM also started to push Woo a lot and sent him on programmes and for photoshoots with Do and Jae.

By this point I think Doyoung simply acts out of habit (the way he always insists on his love for Jeno). Jungwoo has other connections fans can like him for (with Mark, Sungchan, MC co-hosts), he is pretty popular, so technically Do can let go of Sabujaks. Still, most duos are long-lived in 127, and Jungwoo is not as confident as he pretends to be (which he hides really well, we get to know about from TMIs and messages from managers and the members).

Before Doyoung helped with variety and modelling. What is happening now is Jungwoo is established as a singer with Do's help. Hyuk might be paired with Woo in the songs, but on the side he is working with Taeil because it's time for him to work on his dream of becoming a songwriter. Plus Woo chose Hyuk as the member who he would be having troubles with if Hyuk was born as his kid. Hyuk annoys even the master of annoyance Woo. Meanwhile Doyoung can match anyone's voice.

Taeyong is a super popular member. As a duo TaeDo are strong and do get content for two on the regular basis. It looks like it is Doyoung who is refusing collabs with Taeyong (Tae wanted him for his soundcloud, he urges Do to write lyrics). He wants Tae to make friends elsewhere.

DoWoo work together well. Yes, they pull in different directions, but most people don't notice it. They don't have chemistry and easy rapport, but as two individuals they work well because they have same goals (popularity) and view on things (it's OK to be fake). Woo can get away with lots of things (like calling Doyoung a "fool"), but ultimately he listens to Doyoung.

Best chemistry combos: JaeDo, TaeDo, 2Dongs.

Middle range: DoWoo, JohnDo, DoYu

Not so good: DoIl, DoMark.

JohnDo had a cold war, Yuta developed his career in Japan, Hyuk is too busy and has Sun&Moon. JaeDo were under the ban.

DoIl are great in physical games, but they have different pace for anything else. Mark is busy, Mark has problems with Do bossing him. He doesn't need to be advertised, he is super popular as it is (and MarkHyuk is the original forever canon ship).

[evierena]

The Demon Brothers catching MC listening/Dancing to their songs

I know that Belphie’s song has been out for a while now, but I still wanted to write something to celebrate all seven songs were blaring on replay on my phone so, here it is. 

INTRO:

For this time around, MC (and Solomon) has somehow convinced Diavolo that in the human world, people felt more at ease with music, with songs that reflected the character of the singer and that could move their hearts.

So, to further expand this idea and to see if it could prove useful to his goal of uniting the realms, the Demon Prince entrust the task to none other than the demon brothers.

Now, with all the songs out and blaring all over the Devildom, MC had found themselves to be quite fascinated by a particular song they just couldn’t stop replaying.

And what happens when the author of said song catches MC singing and dancing along? Let’s see…

Lucifer

You were waiting for him in his study, so probably you shouldn’t have expected much privacy really.

But, in all honesty, how could you not sing along to Arcadia?

The music was alluring, and his voice was simply enticing, it compelled your body and soul to let go, to allow being embraced by Lucifer.  

So you did.

You had forgotten your headphones, so you just had your D.D.D blaring Arcadia on replay, and once the lyrics began, you started signing along, your already dancing hips gaining rhythm and sensuality as the song progressed.

And while you were having a blast, dancing and signing in Lucifer’s study to his song, he was right outside, with the door half open, staring at your figure.

He was as captivated by your dancing as you were by Arcadia.

His heart was both full of love and pride, although he would only publicly admit to the latter. Because, you already knew about the first. And that was enough for him.

In one of those twists and turns you did while dancing you finally lock gazes with the deep crimson irises of Lucifer.

But, instead of stopping all together, you were encouraged by his powerful eyes, and decided to continue signing without breaking eye contact.

Lucifer was amused to say the least, by your little show, and he started to approach you with slow, determined strides until you both were inches away from each other.

The atmosphere grew heavy with his proximity, and you found yourself lowering you tone, adapting it to a soft whisper only loud enough for his ears.

His hands found purchase in your hips, stilling your movements, and to your surprise he joined you in your quiet singing.

And like that, both enraptured, lost in each others eyes, basking in the others presence, the song ended.

Your D.D.D ran out of battery, and the study was suddenly filled with tentative silence.

Lucifer had a smirk in his lips and you were smiling, your hands traveled to his shoulders, and you reach out to him to close the final gap between his mouth and yours.

But just before sharing a kiss that promised so much more, you both were startled by a loud crashing noise somewhere in HoL, and then a series of cursing and screaming.

Let’s just say that the punishment for whoever it was that interrupted Lucifer’s and his human moment was… terrifying.

However, that night you received a visit from Lucifer.

“Why don’t you sing for me again, my dear?”

Mammon

Mammon had invited you to a night out in the casino, and for such a thing you had decided to doll yourself up a little in your room before going out.

That’s what you were doing, when Are you Ready? Started to play in your D.D.D and well, you started to dance in front of the mirror.

The song always managed to bring a big ear to ear smile to your face and it brought out your party self. You really enjoyed it.

The music was so fun and Mammon’s voice reached the best parts of your heart and soul. And the lyrics, in your opinion the lyrics were the best part, specially because you had been there when Mammon was writing them.

It just warmed your body and made you happy.

Speaking of Mammon, he was on his way to pick you up, when he noticed you door was open so he let himself in, just to found you dancing and singing to the mirror his own song.

A deep blush spread in his cheeks, his eyes not entirely comprehending that his human looked that happy, making funny faces and dancing while listening to his song.

Once you caught onto the figure behind you through the mirror, you could see that the fiery blush on your demon grew even deeper. And so did your smile.

So, in your Are you Ready? Induced state, you went for him across your room.

Mammon tried to stop you, but in all honesty, we all know he could never say no to you, not really.

So you brought him next to your still dancing body and spurge him on to do the same.

It took a few seconds for his brain to process the situation, but once he saw the true joy and affection shining in your eyes, he felt himself relax and follow your lead.

Fortunately, the song was on replay, and your speakers were connected to your D.D.D so finally, both you and Mammon fall into a semi party just dancing, jumping to the rhythm, singing along and enjoying the others movements.

Eventually, Lucifer appeared and order both of you to shut up, and in giggles, with your cheeks aching, Mammon and you sneak your way out of HoL, and once you were in his car, on the road to the casino, he put Are you Ready? Again in the speaker of the vehicle.

All the way, both of you sang to the night in the Devildom, him stealing glances at your ecstatic face, and you staring at him while signing using your D.D.D as a pretend mic.

Once you reach the casino, Mammon felt so happy and elated to have you right by his side while he gamble his money away, he actually did manage to win a small fortune.

You both were in a rush with adrenaline pumping and serotonin flooding your brains, you suddenly found yourselves back in Mammon’s room.

Where he catch your body with his, and he stared deeply into your eyes, showing off his white pearls, no glasses covering his eyes so you got lost in the beautiful, divine blue and yellow.

“I’m just crazy for you, MC”

“And I’m madly in love with you, Mammie”

Leviathan

You wanted to surprise him, ok?

It’s just, you really appreciated that he had gotten over his insecurities and power through the whole recording and making of the song. So you wanted him to know that it meant a lot for you and that you truly loved his song.

So you got a Ruri-chan cosplay from Akuzon, pretty much spending all of your savings in a really good one, made up from scratch a choreography for My Chance! And went to work

With all of this motivation you were in the planetarium, recording video after video to just make sure everything was perfect. Of course, it was not your intention to post the video, after it was ready, you were going to send it to him privately.

But, of course, when did things go exactly the way you wanted them to without complications?

Yup, pretty much NEVER.

Honestly, I couldn’t blame you either, after being dressed up, dancing for at least three hours consecutively, perfecting your moves, editing and deleting the unwanted clips, pretty much being exhausted AF, you just hit the wrong button without realizing and post it to the DevilTube channel you had with the brothers, besides sending it to Levi.

Well, good news: it went viral. Bad news: it went VIRAL.

Leviathan couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the video.

You were so, so, so cute!!! And he couldn’t understand why would you choose HIS song to make such a good video? Like, why would you want something he made (with you in mind of course, but he couldn’t for his life say that out loud without combusting) a icky otaku like him?

So, after you realized your mistake you went to his room to clarify things.

Boy, was he flustered just by seeing you. Although you weren’t wearing the cosplay anymore, he couldn’t make eye contact without blushing furiously, stutter and imagining you in all sorts of different cosplays.

When you explained that you wanted the video to be something private for just the two of you as a token of appreciation for his song, because you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, he understood and said thank you in between stutters and mumbles.

But you also said that you weren’t ashamed that everyone got to see you enjoying his song, almost as if you were bragging about him.

By the end of the day, he truly believed that you loved his song, and somehow both of you had agreed to make another video, dancing along My Chance! But as Henry and Lord of the Shadow.

“And I’ll be the one to make our cosplays!”

“Of course, Levia-chan”

 Satan

In all fairness, you hadn’t realized he was there the whole time you were in the library, trying to study but miserably failing the moment Read My Heart started to play in your earphones.

Singing softly, almost to yourself, your eyes unfocused on the textbooks in front of you, slowly rocking your head side to side, tapping your fingers as if playing the piano, you were enjoying Satan’s song.

You didn’t even felt the green eyes of the blond demon zeroed in on your form, and he wasn’t sure whether he liked it or not.

In the beginning he just followed the quiet noise because it was distracting him from his reading, until he noticed it was you, and after paying more attention to your voice he realized you were singing his song.

A faint blush spread on his cheeks, but his eyes couldn’t stray away from you unaware of your audience, you continued signing over and over again.

He felt warmth, feeling all fuzzy and giddy in the inside without showing much in the exterior, but the small, tender smile he wore in his beautiful face along with the pink in his cheeks said otherwise to anyone who looked.

Lucky for him, it was only the two of you in that moment.

So he decided to indulge himself in the adorable sight that was you, softly and inadvertently signing for him.

However, soon enough he just wanted to be closer to you, so he did.

Slowly, he approached you until he sat beside you.

That’s when you finally noticed him.

You stared at his eyes, and found a glint of amusement at your bashful reaction, but the tenderness in them and his own blush eased your nervousness.

You stopped signing, but he took one of your earphones and put it in his own ear, and then, he also started to softly sing along.

Wide eyed, heart throbbing and your soul melting at the sight of his deepening blush, you let yourself listen to his voice only occasionally adding your own.

Somehow, you ended up resting your head in his chest, and he used one arm to bring you closer, your earphone long forgotten, your ears capturing the sound of his heart in his chest and his soft singing.

After he ended one last time, you sneaked your arms around his midsection.

“It truly is a beautiful heart, Satan”

“And it’s yours, MC”

Asmodeus

On your way from RAD, you had passed by Majolish, and, through the window, caught a glimpse of the pink haired demon, dressing in what appeared to be another brand new outfit, posing in front of mirrors, being praised by a group of lesser demons.

You saw the practiced, smooth smile and postures Asmo was putting on, and couldn’t help but remember when both of you were in his room while you were trying on face masks among a bunch of other products, how carefree and relaxed he looked, how even his flashy and over the top personality had seemed to be calmed down a bit, and how he just enjoyed your presence and allowed himself to be engulfed in the comfort of the moment.

A tender smile sneak its way on your face, watching attentively as he continued on posing through the windows, and you started absentmindedly singing the lyrics of Pomade.

Not long after, Asmodeus locked gazes with you, and your heart flutter at the immense and dazzling smile he flaunted in his beautiful face.

So you continued on with your one-man audience performance.

He mantained eye contact through the mirror, and eventually he understood by reading your lips what you were saying, which brought a bashful blush spread on his cheeks that punch the air out of your lungs.

It should have been illegal to look that exquisitely magnificent. You thought it was fair since he was indeed a demon.

Finally, tired of not being right by your side as you made his own heart throb with such a gentle affection, he grab his bags filled with new products and gifts for the both of you to share, he made his way out of Majolish.

He found you waiting for him with a smile, open arms and sweet benevolence in your eyes, he almost melt instantly in your embrace.

Asmo, with a teasing smile said:

“Baby, you want my love?”

“Yes, I need your love”

Beelzebub

In the middle of the night, you and Beel had decided it was time for a snack. So now, in the kitchen, while you tried to keep as quiet as possible, you watched the gentle giant of a demon that was him, working to make the both of you a few sandwiches and some other snacks you knew he would eat the most of.

You both were sharing AkuPods, and you were in charge of the playlist for the silent raid to the fridge.

Suddenly, Hungry Six-Pack started playing. A fond smile formed on your lips, noticing that the demon himself didn’t seem to realize what was playing on his ear, so you began following the lyrics, making small movements to go along with rhythm.

You gained confidence, and a little mischievousness, so you boldly turned up the volume of your voice. Little by little, your dancing became more jumpy and louder.

Finally, while you were immersed in one of your twists and turns, you felt the warmth of a chest on your back and strong, gentle arms surrounding your dancing figure.

Giggling freely in Beel’s arms, you continued singing to your favorite song. It didn’t took you by surprise when you hear him behind you, joining your little display of talent.

Fortunately, you were able to discern the steps of someone coming over to the kitchen, and as you and your sweet demon scurried back to the safety of his room, the song kept on playing on your ears.

Once inside his room, you flopped into his bed, a wide smile on you, finally being able to see the pure adoration plastered in the orange haired demon towering above you.

“Forever?” he asked.

“Forever, Beel”

Belphegor

Late at night in your room, unable to sleep, your D.D.D screen the only source of light, you were absentmindedly reading a children’s book that you had downloaded earlier that day.

Still, dreams seemed to elude you that night, so defeated you stood up and went to your switch, to distract yourself with some doodling on your desk.

You put on your favorite soft playlist to further help you in getting sleepy.

Then Dreamscape started playing.

Firstly, your moved your head to the rhythm, then your fingers stopped holding your doodles and followed the lead, later, you started humming.

So, you let yourself be comforted by Belphie and his voice, staring through the window, unfocused on the bright Devildom moon, recalling the demon’s face and his gestures while you gave in and began singing the lyrics.

The soft music unexpectedly didn’t get you sleepy, if anything it reinvigorate you by bringing happy memories of the two of you, dissing Lucifer, sleepovers in the attic, some with Beel others not, stargazing, sleepless nights like the one you were experiencing right then just talking about dreams and their very weird, complex, simple or absurd meaning, or, of course, just basking in the others company in a comfortable silence.

Absentmindedly, you had keep on singing and what you didn’t know is that your favorite cuddle buddy was right behind your door, struggling to hide the blush on his face at hearing you sing his song, pondering on whether leave you be or demanding to sleep together.

In his own side, lost in his thoughts, he missed how your voice was approaching the door, you were also on a mission to find him to sleep by his side.

Once you both were face to face, it became obvious what had happened, so you let a small giggle leave your lips, and grabbed him by the arm, turning off the lights, forgetting the doodles in your desk and dragging him to your bed.

There, both of you snuggle closer until the maximum amount of coziness was reached. Limbs tangled between the two, Belphegor’s head ended up resting in your chest, his arms surrounding your midsection, while your hand played with his hair.

In the quietness of the atmosphere, you dared to once more humming the melody of Dreamscape, to your surprise, that earned you a tighter hug and a satisfied hum from the sleepy demon.

By the end, the only thing you could murmur, eyelids barely open and voice hardly understandable, was:

“G’night, Belphie”

As the seconds went by, you fell asleep without consciously hearing his answer, but your dreams were filled with that simple phrase and the face of the demon in your arms.

“Good night, MC”

Thanks for reading and have a peaceful week!

Here's a little playlist with all the songs and audios from Obey Me!

Atte.- Evie

Let's see if you can guess my top 3 favorites from this HC 👀

[spencersstrawberryjello]

Forehead Kisses (Spencer Reid x nb!MC)

Summary: Caelan has to deal with the emotional aftermath of a case gone wrong, and Spencer comforts them when they have a breakdown.

Content: Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Minor descriptions of violence in relation to the case they were on, mild panic attack (after a nightmare)

MC’s name and pronouns: Caelan (kay-len), they/them

Word Count: 1951

A/N: This was written at the request of a friend of mine, so that’s why it’s a bit more specific in terms of character traits/description.

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“Hey.” Spencer came to sit in front of me, elbows on his knees as he leaned forward and lightly put his hand under my chin, guiding me to meet his eyes. “You ok?”

“What do you think?” I snapped. He flinched a bit, and I felt immediate guilt flare up in my chest. “I’m sorry. I can’t… I just don’t want to think about it right now.”

“I understand,” He said softly, “Seeing this kind of stuff - it’s hard, even after years.”

I just nodded, trying to force the thoughts of the case out of my mind by staring at the floor, allowing myself to zone out. Spencer’s touch brought me back to reality, squeezing into the airplane seat next to me and wrapping his arms around me. I shifted a bit so that my head was buried in his shirt, letting him hold me as I tried to avoid thinking about the horror I’d just witnessed. I heard footsteps come from near the cabin, pausing near us just as Spencer spoke to someone nearby. 

“Case was hard for them. They’re not really answering me about anything.” I assumed he thought I was asleep as he spoke to whoever was standing next to our seat. 

“Are they going to be ok?” It was Hotch. 

“They’re strong, at the very least. I think they just need to go home, clear their head. I’m going to try to stay with them tonight, just to make sure they get to sleep alright.”

“Good,” He said it in the definitive “Hotch” way, like they were just discussing a case. It almost made me laugh, but I stopped myself before I gave away that I was awake. 

I felt Spencer nod and heard Hotch’s footsteps retreat before Spencer leaned a bit closer to my ear. 

“I know you’re awake, Cae.”

“Dammit,” I muttered in response, and he laughed softly.

“You're dating a genius, remember? I could tell based on your breathing that you were awake, dork.”

“Excuse me, I don’t think you can call me a dork when you’re the one who knows Star Trek front to back!”

“In my defense, I know everything front to back.”

“Oh shut up,” I lightly hit his arm, and he laughed again. 

“You’re ok with me coming home with you tonight, right?” He clarified. I grinned, my face still hidden against his sweater. 

“Dr. Reid! Being a bit bold, aren’t we?” I teased. I didn’t need to see him to know he was blushing. I guess knowing I was asexual still didn’t keep him from getting all flustered at the mention of anything remotely sexual; it was sort of adorable.

“I - I mean no I know that you don’t like that stuff, I would never try to -”

“Babe. Relax. I was only teasing. Of course I’m ok with you coming home with me.” I leaned my head back to look up at his face, “I’d really appreciate it, actually.”

“Ok. Good.” He sounded relieved, relaxing a bit in the leather chair as he held me a bit tighter. We spent the rest of the plane ride in silence. I’d felt a bit better joking with him, but the minute I allowed my mind to wander again, the gore I saw earlier flashed through my mind. I buried my head further into Spencer’s chest, trying desperately to block out the rampaging thoughts, and he picked up on it, pulling me closer to him and whispering again. 

“Hey. It’s ok. You’re safe with me, babe.”

I nodded against him. “I just want to get home.”

“Tired?”

“Exhausted. But I’m worried I won’t be able to sleep.”

“It wouldn’t be surprising if you had trouble with sleeping after what we all saw today, I mean -”

“Yeah. I know.”

He lightly rubbed my back in comfort, placing a soft kiss on the top of my head as we felt the plane start to descend. 

“Baby. We’ve gotta go,” Spencer prompted as the plane bumped to a landing. I groaned, reluctantly getting up and grabbing my backpack while he grabbed his bag from the chair in front of us. He slung it across his chest, and I grinned. 

“I love that little satchel.”

“I know, right? It’s really effective -”

“It’s adorable.”

“It’s a bag.”

“You make it adorable.”

He laughed at that, though I saw a blush coloring his cheeks. We got off the jet, heading back into the office. 

“Reid,” Rossi called Spencer from across the room, making both of us stop and turn in his direction. Rossi jogged over to meet us, lowering his voice to ensure the rest of the team wouldn’t hear. 

“I’m going to give them some paperwork to fill out, just to debrief. I trust that you two can get caught up tomorrow? Hotch told me that they were… not doing great.” 

“You can talk about me like I’m here, Rossi,” I half-joked. I’d quickly realized joking about it was the best way to keep my mind distracted.

“Sorry. Just wanted to be clear.”

“Yeah, we can catch up tomorrow morning. I’d rather just get home,” Spencer answered. Rossi nodded resolutely.

“Sounds good. I expect it. Caelan… you did good today. Really good.”

I offered him a half smile - a habit I’d surely picked up from Spencer - and we made our way out of the office, Spencer guiding me to his car and letting me get in the passenger seat. 

We drove back to my apartment with only the sound of music playing softly through the car radio. At some point, Spencer reached over and took my hand, holding it gently and giving it a light squeeze as he drove us to my house, parking and letting himself in before leading me through the hall and into my bedroom. 

“Wait wait wait,” I stopped him, turning back towards the door. He let me go as I went back to the front door of my apartment, double and triple checking that the door was locked and the alarms were set. 

There’s only so long you can go in this profession without becoming at least a little bit paranoid.

“Ok. Ok, I’m good,” I said, returning to the end of the hall. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. I get it, babe,” He put his arm around my shoulders, walking with me to the bedroom. “Do you want to change?”

I nodded, and he opened my dresser, pulling out a pair of soft pajama shorts and an oversized sweater, one of his own that he’d given me after we first started dating. He unbuttoned the button-up shirt I’d been wearing, shrugging it off my shoulders and slipping the sweater over my chest, leaving a soft kiss right on the base of my neck as he did so. 

“Can you stand up for me honey?” 

His voice sounded soft, and I was already starting to let my mind wander again. I knew he could tell; he wasn’t trying to make any kind of further conversation, just letting me process the events of the day in whatever way I could. 

Spoiler alert: it was not going well. 

I stood up off the bed, letting Spencer help me undress the rest of the way and change into shorts. Once I had, I finally climbed into bed, allowing the warm comforter to envelop me as Spencer quickly slipped off his shirt and dress pants, grabbing the light brown sweatshirt and grey sweats he’d left here and climbing into bed next to me.

“Are you ok with me holding you?”

I nodded again, and I felt him immediately wrap his arms around me, pulling me close to him. I could feel his chest rising and falling against my back, and one of his hands ran lightly through my cropped hair as he pressed another light kiss on my jaw. He peppered my upper body with soft kisses, continuing to run his hand through my hair, and I felt my eyes starting to get heavy. I blessed him for giving me something to think about besides today’s case, and I kept my conscious thoughts focused on him as the gentle touches quickly lulled me off to sleep.

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You know, it’s really not fun to wake up screaming. 

“Please. Please stop just put the gun down please -”

“Caelan! Baby - Caelan wake up!”

Spencer’s voice jolted me out of my sleep, but it wasn’t much relief. I woke up in a cold sweat, immediately feeling a familiar nausea gnawing at my stomach. I wasn’t sure if I was going to cry or throw up, I was still trying to comprehend what was real and what was solely from my nightmare. 

The only problem was that the nightmare was spawned from reality. 

“Hey,” I heard Spencer talk, but it was distant as I tried to bring myself back to reality. “Baby, look at me.”

I turned to face him, and he gently placed his hands on my arms to stop my body from shaking, trying to ground me. He reached one hand up, brushing away tears I hadn’t even realized I was crying, whispering soft reassurances to me as I got my bearings. 

“Caelan, you’re at your apartment. You’re safe - I’m here. You’re safe with me.”

I nodded, slowly processing his words as I blinked in the dim lighting. I knew Spencer didn’t like the dark, so the bathroom light had been left on with the door cracked, providing just enough light that I could see his face as he held my arms still in his grasp. 

“You had a nightmare. Based on what you were shouting before you woke up, I’m assuming that you were relieving what happened in the field today. It’s not surprising, I mean, the same thing happened to me; usually it helps if you just -”

He went on another one of his tangents, his voice helping to calm me down as I sucked in deep breaths, bringing my heart rate back down to normal. The panic had mostly subsided, being followed quickly by a crushing wave of grief. 

“Spencer…” His name was all that I could say as I practically fell into him, prompting him to move his hands to hold me in a tight embrace, knowing I was less erratic now. I clung to his shirt, letting all of the emotions I’d been struggling to process go as he held me steady.

“It’s ok,” He whispered as I sobbed in his arms. “You’re ok. I’ve got you.”

“I should’ve stopped him, Spencer - I could’ve stopped him! Before he - he -”

“I know babe,” He held me a bit tighter, “But you can’t blame yourself for what happened to that girl.”

“She was innocent! And I just stood there and watched her die!”

“Caelan, there was nothing you could’ve done that would’ve stopped him. He was a devolving iradomaniac, he would’ve shot her no matter what you said.”

“I could’ve knocked the gun out of his hand! Or shot him! Or -”

“Honey, listen,” He pulled back from the hug, cupping my face with his hands, “You cannot do that to yourself. You’re going to make yourself crazy if you go down that spiral. This was not your fault, understand?”

I sniffled, nodding as he pulled me close to his chest again, letting me bury my face in his sweatshirt. Even after being at my house, the smell of his cologne still permeated his clothes, and it made my heart swell. 

“I love you so much baby, you know that?” He pressed a soft kiss to the top of my head. 

“I love you too.”

He wiped the tears from my ears, and we sat together, holding each other close as the sun came up on a new day. 

[girlucifer]

hiii! i wanted to do this for the longest time. character comparison time !!! <3 this is for my entertainment. i had fun writing this and that's all that matters :)

lucifer & takumi ichinose [nana]

disclaimer!! takumi is a horrible person!!! and ok, lucifer is too. but i think he's a bit redeemable. takumi is not :) unfortunately he has long hair so he isn't completely shunned by me. anyway - the two present themselves as men who care about their kingdom far too much that they suffocate their princes and princesses in hopes they can keep their gilded paradise as glittering as ever. inside are the skeletons that are tucked away in closets, beating hearts under the floorboards- people have been destroyed to keep the crown upon their heads. this can be applied to early lucifer, as mc changes him for the better later on- but arguably, you can say he needs to be in control at all times as a way to feel self-important- lucifer is pride personified, after all. we see this through multiple instances- obviously, in s1- locking belphegor away in the attic because he does not want to subject his brother to diavolo's wrath but at the same time, he wants to appease diavolo & prove that he can handle any issue that arises. takumi makes reira, the singer of his successful band [where he acts as a bassist] do so much and ensures she's giving her all so that the band can succeed together, despite it destroying her- the two are so obsessed with appearances & the air of being successful that they'll stop at nothing to ensure everyone knows how powerful they are. so we've established they share that pride & desire for control, which sets up how the two also completely delude themselves that what they are doing is for their family, for their kingdom- when in reality, it's all to make their self-proclaimed worthless existence validated- worth SOMETHING! takumi grew up in a horrible environment and felt he must make something out of himself to distance him away from his family & seize the life he feels like he deserves while lucifer had the world at his fingertips but lost it all and feels like he must do whatever he can to prove to himself he is righteous in his actions and that his pride was justified. finally, i chose these two screencaps because it deals with how they find comfort in their lover all the while knowing work is most important [work >>>>> relationships] note lucifer doesn't decide to ditch work to have dinner with mc as a break- he specifically requests mc to take time away from their day to just - - - SIT by him as he completes his work- he clearly values his job and won't neglect it. and takumi is very much a workaholic and only stays with nana k. because she is very understanding that he will always put his work over her. anyway, again, takumi sucks but you know... it's the long hair jesus please stop making the bad guys with long hair . . .

mammon & inuyasha [inuyasha]

okay some of these are like. do i even need to explain. i will obviously. so naturally we can easily compare the two's repressed nature & they have a lot of visible similarities too- white hair & tanner skin & golden eyes & being in love with badass protagonists <3 but i want to focus specifically on Younger Brother Syndrome™ - inuyasha is looked down upon by many demons for his half-breed state but most notably, his older half-brother, sesshomaru. lord sesshomaru is a very well-known demon, living for centuries, traveling the world in hopes to grow to be the strongest demon alive. we see inuyasha & sesshomaru interact and the older brother repeatedly degrades his younger brother for being half-human, thus inherently inferior to him. inuyasha obivously is gravely affected by this mentality- he isn't enough as he is. even kikyo helps further this narrative by wanting him to become fully human so they can live their days together- while i love kikyo, we have to understand it was kagome who helped inuyasha realize his potential as himself and that nothing about him needs changing- he is just enough as his half-demon state. mammon clearly has self-confidence issues, being the butt of all his brothers jokes, having lucifer has an older brother thus always staying hidden away in his shadow, and having one of the more annoying vices as his main sin- greed, i mean, everyone hates greedy people! and he deludes himself into this grand vision that he's great and amazing and awesome when clearly, it's all a front for how small he feels inside. and it is mc who helps him come to terms that he himself is worthy of love and does not need to consistently rely on other people for validation- he becomes motivated to be the best he can be for mc's sake. for example: i believe it's lesson 50 where he agitates luke to the point luke runs off [if you follow my blog, you know i HATE this lesson] but it illustrates how he is so influenced by others' words. mc simply states: you know what? i hate this side of you, mammon. and he breaks down- the one person who seemed to always accept him however he was has turned away from him. cue him working to become better and plan an apology to luke with a night under the stars! and while inuyasha is clearly not the greatest boyfriend ever [he's consistently belitted kagome & remarked how he wanted both kikyo & kagome & acted like a total dickwad with his repressed feelings], kagome was ever as graceful & empathetic- she loves him unconditionally and wants to help him into a better person. and he ACKNOWLEDGES this- the big speech at the climax of the series- where he says something along the lines of only knowing true love and kindness because of kagome- that kagome was born to meet him and he was born to meet her!! just like how mammon loves to acknowledge that mc isn't just 'his' [see lucifer] but rather mammon emphasizes that he's mc's as well ['you're mine! or rather... am i yours?'] mc actively encourages mammon's growth into a better person just as kagome does for inuyasha... we gotta love our white-haired anime boys!

satan & ginoza nobuchika [psycho-pass]

you knew a psycho-pass one was coming. and while satan is not my favorite character . . . i think this might be the greatest honor i can bestow upon him. comparing him to THE GINO!!!!!!! okay so, to preface, this was ginoza before & here's him after [basically if you don't wanna click the links, before, he was a stuck-up very irritated supervisor-type character who was so obsessed with how he presented himself to the world and after he lost his superficial prestige, he realized the important things in life & became that laid-back loving and kind man we see holding that cute kitty <3] so i've compared the two in a doodle, but never expanded on their similarities. let me set the scene. psycho-pass takes place in futuristic japan where society has the ability to mathematically calculate one's proclivity to crime - their 'crime coefficient.' so obviously, people are obsessed with those numbers- trying to keep them down in hopes to live a normal life and not end up as a latent criminal- hidden away from society in a mental facility to prevent future crimes. ginoza's father was an inspector, someone who enforced latent criminals and arrested those who had high psycho-passes. and guess what- being around all those criminals had changed his father, who ended up becoming a latent criminal himself. this broke ginoza and his family- his mother became gravely ill and ginoza had to step up quickly to become the man of the house. naturally, he began to resent his father. the best way to exemplify how he hated his dad so much & wanted to distance himself away from his mistakes is how he and his father shared the same eyes- but ginoza would grow out his hair & wear bulky glasses to hide them away from perhaps cruel & judgemental gazes. he hid so much of himself and chose to focus all his energy on keeping his hue clear all because of his disdain for his father. do you see where i'm going? satan feels like he owes lucifer & his brothers his existence and chooses to distance himself from his family & chase after gaining worldly wisdom through reading and reading... satan sees lucifer in himself and actively chooses to hide away those parts of himself rather than embracing them and making those features his own. ginoza had watched his father take a bullet for him, and as he was dying, his father remarked how proud he was of ginoza. despite him being on the verge of becoming a latent criminal himself, despite how much hatred & resentment he had for his father for most of his life, despite how he conducted himself in such a shallow manner and only cared for himself- his father was still so proud of him. and guess what- ginoza cut his hair and took of his glasses. with satan, it takes mc shaking him screaming like dude! you are not lucifer! you are satan, prince of wrath, your own demon, your own person! your fate, your destiny is your own! obviously, satan isn't quite there at the end-goal of him growing out a ponytail and becoming a mellow loving guy like ginoza, but i just know one day, lucifer will tell satan he's proud of him, and satan will combust <3

beelzebub & jotaro kujo [jojo's bizarre adventure]

okay, so jotaro kujo is everything to me. and i obviously wanted to compare him & lucifer but i'm not gonna do my main jojo dirty like that. instead, let's talk about these two's similarities. jotaro kujo presents himself as an extremely empathetic and kind-hearted individual with others' well-being as his first priority- i mean, he imprisons himself because he deems himself to be a threat to innocent bystanders when his stand manifests [a physical representation of his mental energy]. the above manga panels depict when he saves kakyoin's life despite kakyoin having hurt multiple people including jotaro [although kakyoin was under DIO's control- whatever!] jotaro does not reflect much upon it- it's his inherent nature to protect and save others. beelzebub's main role in the celestial realm was to guard the gates & protect lucifer [a role he continues to take on after their fall from grace]. we see how much he takes this role seriously and how he beats himself up when he 'allows' one of his family members to get hurt- in s1, we see him blame himself for lilith's death, carrying that guilt for millennia. and [sniffles] don't get me started on jotaro's guilt for the death count during egypt and his consequent PTSD. both jotaro and beelzebub's past trauamtic experiences fuels their desire to protect their loved ones in the present- much to their own detriment and self-destruction [jotaro nearly dying multiple times protecting his uncle josuke, his bestie koichi, and his daughter jolyne & beelzebub putting lucifer & his brothers' feelings over his own anger & dismay on various issues]. and finally, the two on the outside are seemingly one-dimensional- jotaro being an arrogant delinquent incapable of emotions & beelzebub a demon obsessed with food and food only. but, clearly, CLEARLY they are so much more than that!

belphegor & king olly [paper mario: origami king]

look at the hair. that's it. JUST KIDDING! so while i did NOT enjoy the plot twist [cmon nintendo. give me spm-esque plot twists where the main antagonist and tutorial npc were LOVERS!!!] i can kind of understand where the whole ordeal was coming from- olly experienced something that he completely COMPLETELY misjudged and immediately went into attack mode- he literally folded innocent bystanders in hopes to completely exterminate toads due to one bad experience with a toad [which was not even a bad experience. when olivia and mario are like bro. are you literally stupid? and explain to him that the toad was being NICE and NOT evil by writing on him, and king olly is like italicized oh. like. hello? jesus]. king olly completely destroys himself because he's overtaken with grief + rage. the way he even conducts himself is just so unnuanced and apathetic - his hatred had completely gutted him until there's nothing left. belphegor [excuse the picture. it doesn't quite capture what i'm trying to go for here - it was the only one where his hair covers the same eye as the OK] had- yes, a horrible, harrowing experience- his sister had fallen in love with a human, igniting a whole celestial-wide war- and what's even worse, she died, in front of his eyes, with him fully knowing it could've been him who died, and she who lived on. instead he lives with the grief + rage = he falls into that same cycle as king olly did- the difference being belphegor's anger is justified, just displaced- he projects his anger towards himself & the events of the celestial war onto humans- there he goes onto attack mode into wanting to kill every human despite their complete innocence on the matter. the two conduct themselves very similarly - the complete emotionless hatred that consumes them radically to the point they lose themselves and just want full-on nuclear war to dispose of an entire race of beings. huh... very similar actually. plus the hair is dead on... anyway! king olly is an older brother so he's slick with his genocide

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❤️-Vacationing With Distance-❤️

Ch.1 - See you later.

Ethan x f!MC (Eliana Valentine)

Chapter Summary: Ethan is offered a once in a lifetime opportunity to travel the world. However, that means leaving Eliana behind, and something else too...

warnings: none I can think of.

Author’s note: EEK! My very first series is starting and I can’t wait to write it for you guys! I’m so incredibly greatful for all the support lately and I can’t wait to share this new series with you guys!! Hope you enjoy and please like and reblog if you enjoyed and wanna see more! - S💖

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Present

Eliana’s POV

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Eliana watches as the car rolls away. Once the car was out of sight, her own tears start to fill her eyes and spill over in seconds. Why did I ever think I could do this without him? Her hands move to her belly. “It’s ok little one, we can hold off a little while before telling dad..” she said, walking back into the house...

The evening before...

Ethan’s POV

Eliana and Ethan are at home sitting on the couch, their favorite show is on and their both at the edge of their seats.

“No no no no! Don’t split up!!! Haven’t any of these guys seen a horror movie!?” Ethan chuckles at Eliana’s reaction to their show. Ethan cherishes these nights. He always looks forward to them. He wants to do this every week for the rest of his life. Things where going amazing and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Ok that cliffhanger should be illegal...” Eliana said as their show ends.

“That was intense..” He turned to Eliana. “Ready for bed?” She nods her head and they leave the living room...

Ethan slips into bed after Eliana and she snuggles in next to him. “Goodnight” he says while kissing the top of her head. “Mm g’night” Eliana’s answer was muffled by his neck as they drift into a deep sleep...

Bzzt bzzt!

Ethan wakes up to his phone beeping. He grabs it and it shows a link sent to him from Naveen followed by “we’re going. Pack your things.” He got concerned and clicked the link and read the article titled: “Medical Conventions are happening in every state! Big-time doctors expected!” As he read he realized he needed to go to these. The best medical technology and sience would be at these. And if he went and brought his knowledge back, Edenbrook would be above any other hospital in the US.

He then looks over at Eliana’s sleeping form and frowns... this would take up all our time together. It would take almost a year for these things to finish. He didn’t want to leave her but it was clear it would do so much good for the hospital.

She wants to help paitents right? She’ll understand.

Eliana stirs beside him “goud morin” she said as she rolled over.

Ethan chuckled at her greeting and gave her a kiss. “Morning.” And looked back at his phone.

“Phones so early?” She looked at him confused. And he knew he had to tell her before Naveen forced him on a bus without warning.

He hands her his phone, unable to speak his mind.

“What?!” She skims through the artical and her eyes widen. “You’re going?!? But-“ She trials off with a frown.

Eliana’s POV

She could here Ethan saying “sorry” and other apologetic words but the only thought running through your head was: you ’re pregnant, you where going to tell him, but you can’t now, this is too good to pass up.

“Babe! Can you hear me?” Ethan puts a hand on her shoulder, grabbing her attention.

“What’s wrong, are you okay? I’m so sorry but Naveen isn’t going to let me out of this..” he looks genuinely sad and deflated and she knew she really couldn’t tell him.

“Hey, I know you need to go, so don’t worry about me..” Eliana meets his gaze and gives a half smile. “It won’t be much fun without you around but this would be amazing for our paitents so If you want to go. Then go.”

Ethan looks surprised at first. Then breaks into the biggest smile he can have. “You mean it? You’re not mad?” You nod and he raps you into a big huge and kisses the top of your head.

“I’m sad but it’s for the good of our paitents and I won’t hold you back...” Ethan nods and hops out of bed and starts to get ready...

Present time...

“Hey, I love you and I’m sorry it’s so sudden but I have to leave and I hope you understand” Ethan hugs her as they stand in the driveway of their home.

“Like I said I won’t hold you back, please just text and call me a bunch so I don’t get sad..” she kisses his nose and he smiles gratefully at her.

“Your amazing, I see Naveen so I’ll text you went we get to the airport, alright?” You nod and smile and he does the same as he kisses you once more and walks to the car.

He mouths “bye” and gives a small wave while looking over his shoulder from the car...

And with that...

Eliana watches as the car rolls away. Once the car was out of sight, her own tears start to fill her eyes and spill over in seconds. Why did I ever think I could do this without him? Her hands move to her belly. “It’s ok little one, we can hold off a little while before telling dad..” she said, walking back into the house...

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REVIEW: BURIED STARS ☆

came across this korean mystery vn and i knew i had to get it bc someone commented that it had a similar feel to danganronpa/zero escape O: seems like i have a type

i usually don’t prefer to get digital copies of games but there was really no choice... i heard the physical copy is sold out in korea and resales are going for 200 USD ain’t nobody got money for that

i don’t think anyone i know is gonna purchase this game and play for themselves and i can’t share the game either bc it’s a digital copy sooo i’m gonna write a review~ please enjoy!!

basically the plot goes as such: the survival reality tv show Buried Stars was about to commence the finals of its current season with the remaining five contestants when the building suddenly collapses. most of the audience and staff members were safely evacuated except for seven ppl (the five contestants and two staff members) who are trapped in the wreckage with just their smartwatches that connects them to the outside world via calls (problematic bc they can only call a restricted number of ppl and the signal inside is shit) and phater (bootleg twitter). after trying to make some calls, everyone was then told that the rescue team would take around six hours to break into the collapsed building to get them out.

ok so they just have to wait it out... in an unstable building that can come down at any moment. cool.

then!!! they find the producer’s dead body, seemingly a victim to the falling debris!! they’re down to six survivors now.

despite the circumstances, voting is still ongoing and some rando on phater claims that the contestant in the last place will die as if the atmosphere wasn’t bad enough.

this is your smartwatch interface!! most of the functions are pretty useless with regards to the actual gameplay but it’s just fun to play around with them i guess

for e.g. you can change the background and ringtone but they don’t affect anything

there’s this feature that keeps track of changes that occur when you pick certain conversation topics during communication rounds and it’s really useful for replays!! too bad it doesn’t keep track of sanity changes in mc

this is the mc!! even though he looks like he would be a tsundere punk he’s actually very soft?? kinda like saihara but with a bit more spine

AND THIS IS MY BEST BOI GYU-HYUK

i lowkey ship them bc of their interactions alsjdkasjs jUST LOOK AT THIS

i was expecting there to be a lot of mysteries but given the circumstances i guess it makes sense to not have that many... there’s no murder mystery if it happened in an accident site and looked like an accident you see

a lot of conversation topics focus on the character’s backstory and stuff so you get to learn more about the characters while waiting for rescue (one of the goals of this game is actually to collect characters’ profiles!)

bonding through a shared traumatic experience sounds reasonable

did i mention that the cutscenes are fully voiced (either in korean or japanese depending on your preference)?? i played it in korean for my first gameplay for ~Optimal Experience~ but i switched to japanese in subsequent plays bc i wanted to be able to understand what the characters were saying without reading the text

the only thing that throws me off is that characters are given japanese names in the japanese dub but the in-game text still uses their korean names??? why

my boi gyu-hyuk is voiced by takuya eguchi and hyesung is voiced by shimono hiro (i actually doubted my ears at first bc hyesung sounds angry 24/7 and i only know shimono’s derpy zenitsu and troll ouma voices sweats;;) wOW 👍👍👍

the first ending is the same for everyone even if you picked the best options

they call it a “normal end” but tbh it’s a bad end bc everyone dies and nothing is resolved

after you clear the game for the first time you will get to replay from the start but your options will change so you can proceed towards other routes!! yay

oh yeah in case anyone is wondering this game is rated T and bodies are shown in the form of a silhouette with non-explicit close-ups during investigation so if you can’t handle graphic stuff it’s not too bad

warning: from here on there will be spoilers for the true ending and other endings!! stop scrolling if you have even the slightest intention to play the game

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collected all the endings after 30ish hours of gameplay!! i wanted to strive for 100% completion in achievements but i’m not sure how to get some stuff... might go back and try other options in the future

in the true route you receive help from this random phater user plughole aND I JUST LOVE THE INTERACTIONS BETWEEN HIM AND DO-YOON LMAO

idk if anyone tried to guess who the real culprit is but it turned out to be

my boi gyu-hyuk......

he had his reasons (not trying to say he did no wrong) and it’s just unfortunate that things turned out this way

while playing, i thought to myself... if there was one person i would glue do-yoon to throughout the entire game it would be gyu-hyuk... bc i was certain he wouldn’t hurt do-yoon

i was right tho... even in some routes where do-yoon catches him in the act, gyu-hyuk didn’t try to silence him

CRYING

i don’t know much about korean law but he has THREE murder charges on him whicH SOUNDS LIKE DEATH SENTENCE

i’m sad bc there’s no way to save my boi even in his best ending

plughole visits you in the hospital in the true ending!! he is also a troll irl it seems

he was kinda sus in the beginning but i really hoped that he was a Good Guy to keep do-yoon sane in the wreckage

and i’m glad he was

do-yoon looks super baby in his hospital clothes

he was not kidding when he said that his actions were bc of his sister (who is a hardcore fan of do-yoon) lmao

aaa the girls are doing great after their treatment!! they visit do-yoon too!!

yeah i also want to know why do-yoon is the only one still hospitalised with all those bandages when everyone else is fine but i guess maybe he got injured when he protected gyu-hyuk from falling debris at the start of the game

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if you don’t find out the true culprit of the murders gyu-hyuk goes free and he visits you every day in the hospital aND SAYS STUFF LIKE THIS

ugh it hurts me

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there’s also a joke ending (when you pick the “i’m the attacker” option lmao) which i appreciate a lot!! something to lighten the tense mood is what i crave for in games like this

somehow i feel like it’s even scarier than the usual atmosphere bc of how ooc everyone acts

BUT YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT’S REALLY SCARY?

there’s a horror route that you can enter by using the “laboratory” conversation topic on everyone and expressing how much it creeps you out

and the entire game shifts in genre to actual horror (like with paranormal activities)

IT WAS REALLY SCARY AND THERE WERE HANDS EVERYWHERE AND EVERYONE WAS ACTING WEIRD ASLJELKASJ i had my eyes closed half the time and i regret playing on my monitor

i didn’t take many screenshots bc as i mentioned my eyes were not looking at the screen for most part but i hope that you can kinda understand where i’m coming from with these two screenshots

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the game is actually split into two major routes (A and B) which differ in who gets saved and who dies

you can only start on the B route after you get the true ending which is in the A route

unfortunately there is no route where everyone (even if you exclude the producer bc she dies before do-yoon regains consciousness at the start of the game) survives TT

if hyesung and seil survive then gyu-hyuk kills himself and leaves a note but do-yoon tears it up so we don’t know what he wrote

overall a solid mystery vn with beautiful graphics and enough routes to keep you occupied for many hours!! i highly recommend following a walkthrough bc it’s not an easy game if you want to collect all the possible endings and achievements

cuz there are minor changes to the epilogue depending on how close you are with the characters

i actually don’t play a lot of VNs but i feel like all VNs need the route map thingy in AI: the somnium files

my only gripe about this game is prob the derpy translations which usually isn’t a big issue (imo at least) but for a game priced this high?? i expected better

anyway that’s all from me!! thanks for reading til the end hahah i wanted to write a srs review but i just ended up simping for gyu-hyuk

[come-join-themurder]

“Bad Associations”

Reader x SAMCRO (GIF isn’t mine) . . .

Being associated with SAMCRO was never something you chose, it just happened. As the daughter of the Club’s president and the half-sister to the VP, it was as if you were in the club as well, with all the shit you had to deal with and all the mountains you had to conquer in order to distance yourself from the club. Its not that you didn’t love your parents and your MC family, those guys were rough around the edges but they loved you and would lay their lives on the line for you, you just wanted a normal life, the life of a non-felon.

That’s the reason you studied to be an EMT. You figured the least you could do was help people in emergencies to try and counteract all the damage your father’s enterprise did. You discovered you had a passion for emergency medical work, the adrenaline coupled with having someone’s life in your hands was thrilling. You loved it. Your mom, Gemma, didn’t approve of course, she said the line of work you were in was dangerous for someone with ties to the MC - citing all the times someone close to the club got hurt when they were alone - but you didn’t care, you wanted to do something more productive with your life than standing behind a bar pouring shots or impounding vehicles. To be honest, things were great. You were able to buy a house with the money you made as a medic and you even managed to keep yourself out of trouble…until today.

The call came in, unresponsive hispanic male in his 20s, possible gunshot wound, and your crew threw your bags in the vehicle and hopped in. You beat the police to the scene and jumped out, sliding to your knees beside the man laying bloody on the front lawn. Before you knew it you were being hoisted up from behind and dragged away, screaming as your crewmates watched with their hands up, knowing whoever had you was pointing a gun at them. You were terrified, and although you knew this was only the fault of whoever decided to hurt you, you couldn’t help but blame this on your dad. You knew it was some sort of gang-related retaliation against the Sons of Anarchy for one reason or another. From what little you did allow yourself to be privy to, you knew SAMCRO was into several undesirable businesses. You were hauled into the back of a truck and driven away with something over your head. You couldn’t understand much but your suspicions were confirmed when the truck stopped and someone hauled you from the truck. You were dropped on a concrete floor and a man pulled the makeshift blindfold off of you so they could speak to you. You captors didn’t bother covering their faces, probably because they knew Clay wouldn’t involve the police, and one of the men shoved a phone at you, “Call your father,” he demanded and you glared at him, taking the phone and dialing the number before handing it back to him.

“Clay Morrow?”

“You don’t need to know who’s asking, it’d be in your little girl’s best interest for you to cooperate.” “Oh you think I would bluff?” he growled into the phone, turning to you and punching you in the stomach which caused you to groan as the air in your lungs was forced from your body. “Do you know what your little girl sounds like when she takes a punch!” he yelled into the phone before shoving it in your face, “SPEAK,” he barked at you and you took several heavy breaths.

“Dad, its me…” you spoke plainly, trying to hide your fear, but you were also calm knowing that the liklihood these guys would be stupid enough to kill Clay Morrow’s daughter was slim. “Baby girl,” his voice sounded much more worried than yours, “are you okay?” “I’m fine daddy I just--” the man who seemed to be in charge ripped the phone away from you and pulled it to his ear, “You have 24 hours to meet my demands or Ms. Morrow is gonna meet the end of my knife.”

He ended the call and smiled an evil smile at you, “Time to say goodnight baby girl,” he mocked before he reared back and hit you across the face, knocking you out immediately.

Gunshots snapped you awake and you flew into fight mode, your eyes wild as you scanned the area around you and saw a figure standing over you. Immediately you threw a punch, connecting with the figure’s crotch which sent him toppling down beside you. You were filled with regret when you saw his face, it was one of the Sons, Happy, who was holding himself as he knelt beside you and glared at you as he tried to catch his breath, having the wind knocked out of him by your blow to his goods. “I’m so sorry I thought you were--”

“No time,” he panted, regaining control of himself, “I gotta get you outta here,” he urged as he grabbed your arm and stood up, heaving you to your feet and speed-walking away with you.

“Are you ok?” Bobby asked as you stepped out into the sunlight and Happy let go of your hand, “Goodness kid they really threw you a beating…” he gasped.

“I’m fine,” you grumbled as you pushed past him, heading towards the black van you knew was intended for you, tears threatening to burst forward over the havoc your life was wracked with.

You pulled open the sliding door and climbed inside, sitting down and burying your face in your hands as you waited to be taken away from there.

Soon Clay, Tig, Chibs, Opie, Juice and Jax were outside the van along with Happy and Bobby, looking in at you and your father was the first to speak, “Let me look at you,” his voice was sullen as he took your face in his large hands, turning it to the side so he could examine your bruises and cuts before placing a kiss on the top of your head and turning to Juice, “Get her back to the garage safely.” he ordered and Juice nodded, hurrying around to the driver’s side of the van which gave you clear vision of Happy in the background, hand still holding himself. You needed to remember to check on him, you had swung pretty hard.

“He’ll get you to the clubhouse and keep you there, I wanna talk to you when we make it back,” Clay told you and you nodded as he closed the door and waved you off.

You were sitting on the couch with Gemma right beside you. She had refused to leave your side and you knew she thought she had almost lost you, her only daughter, and Clay’s only child. You knew what was coming when your Dad made it back… First they would insist that you stay with them for a while, completely ruining the distance you had been creating, but then they would demand you quit your job, something you absolutely couldn’t bear the thought of because you absolutely adored your job. When the guys got back Happy was the first to walk in and you stood, walking over to him and standing in front of him, he looked back at you but didn’t speak so you threw your arms around him in a hug to which he hesitantly hugged you back, but still no words left his mouth.

“Thank you for getting me out of there,” you whispered to him and he nodded, “I’m sorry about...you know,” you added and he gave you a small chuckle in return, “I’m tougher than I look,” he rasped and you backed away, “Really? Cause you look fucking solid,” you smiled and he grinned back before turning to face your dad.

“Me and your mom need to talk to you,” he said behind gritted teeth and you followed him to the chapel where Gemma had already seated herself.

“Listen baby,” Gemma began as she took your hand, “We don’t want you to be hurt, and being in a job like yours is putting you in danger because we can’t keep eyes on you like we can with everyone else,” she spoke as your dad took over, “You mean the world to us baby, we want you safe. That’s why we want you to quit your job and do something else, almost anything else, so we know you won’t get in trouble again,” he finished with a sigh, leaning back in his chair as you stared at the wall in disbelief.

“No,” you spoke plainly, wrinkling your nose in defiance as you shook your head, “Not gonna do it.” “Baby you--”

“--No, Mom, Listen. This job means more to me than this club!” you slammed your fists down on the reaper table, “You can’t just demand me to give it up!”

“Its either that or you move away from Charming,” Gemma folded her arms, glaring at you as she delivered the ultimatum expecting you to bend to her will, but you were your mother’s daughter, and you didn’t cave. You loved your family, but you couldn’t be what they needed you to be.

Your family loved you, but they knew they couldn’t make you walk away from your passion. After a few moments of silence you huffed with finality, “Fine,” you spoke and both of your parents breathed a sigh of relief, “but since YOU are the reason I’m going through this, I want the prospects to help me move,” you spoke and both Clay and Gemma’s mouths gaped open, not expecting that from you, “I’ll file for transfer in the morning. After what happened today I’m positive they’ll grant it. And I’ll start apartment hunting once I know where I’ll land. I should be outta here in the next couple weeks,” you spoke matter-of-factly and stood from the table, kissing your dad on the cheek and turning to hug your mom, “I love you guys, but I wasn’t made for the motorcycle club life. I need to get away,” you gave them a sad smile before you walked out of the chapel and through the bar, asking Juice to take you home so you could start packing.