#ooooooo look i did a sad

[chilliesillie]

hi. i love pain and suffering and thought of this:

“i could never choose to love another” Zaros whispers as he takes Earis’ hand is his

“maybe one day i could learn to love you…too” the Earis responds, looking away

[reverie-verse]

Hello! Can I request a Azriel x Reader angst? The reader and Az are mates but Az was too infatuated with Mor, and after years of waiting the reader moves on with an OMC. They’re finally happy and feel loved and all Azriel can do is watch as his mate gets pulled from him completely. The reader tells him it’s too late. (The reader isn’t bitter)

The Mate That Got Away- Azriel x Reader

Note: There will be a ball, and the outfits are going to be vague. So you can picture what you’d like, if you prefer ethnic traditional clothing, great! If you like modern clothing that’s also great too. The style is up to you! However the color of the outfit will match the male character. So whatever color his court is, whatever color he represents the reader will have.

Ooooooo I almost forgot! I pictured Lestat from queen of the damned as Eris. I’m sorry it is what it is. Thats where my brain 😂😂. I do hope this meets your expectations and I’m sorry if it doesn’t. All I know is I was breaking my own damn heart writing this 😭 💔.

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You left a note pinned to your bed. You had changed into all black clothing. Your bag packed with most of your belongings slung over your shoulder, your hair pulled back a black hood pulled to cover your head. You were perched on the window seal taking one final look around the precious space of your room. You saying one last goodbye, you were leaving your home, you were leaving Velaris. Your heart cracked into a million pieces, but it was the right thing to do. You had too. By the time they would return from their trip and stumble into your room you’d be long gone. Some part of you wished that things could be different and that it didn’t have to be this way. The bigger half knew better, you had to do this. It was the only thing you had left, and you had endured enough pain to last you hundreds of life times. It was time to say goodbye. You turned away hopping off the ledge and down the River house. You landed gracefully and quietly.

“ Are you sure about this?” A male voice whispered to you. You looked up to your old room and the rest of the house. Your heart heavy, you turned to the male who spoke to you. Fiery red hair and a golden eye stared back at you, his face expressing that of sadness. Lucien was the only one who you talked to about this. He was your ticket out. Everyone was too close, he never asked too many questions only when he figured you needed consulting that he bombarded you with them. You two were close enough to consider one another as good friends.

“ Yes, Lucien. We’ve been over this a hundred times. We are burning moonlight” You sighed quietly walking over to him.

“ I know, but I think you should stay. Everyone will be devastated. I’m sure you can speak with Rhys and Feyre, tell them the truth-“

“ That won’t change anything. It doesn’t matter what I say, nothing will change the fact that I need to leave. It’s just easier that way” You tell him while the two of you walk further away from the home.

“Did I ever tell you how I knew this young human turned high fae who instead of running away from her mate she ran towards him '' He says as the two of you come to a halt, realizing that you both were far enough from the home to make traveling much easier and more discrete. He scoops you into his arms. He braces himself so that he can winnow you.

“ Lucien I’m not changing my mind”

“Right, well it was worth another attempt”

—-

You were gone, with no traces left of you. Everyone had panicked, they searched the entire home, the house of wind and the town house. There was nothing. Standing in the foyer of the river house everyone’s gaze shifted to Azriel. They knew of the mating bond between you two, however what they didn’t know was that he rejected the bond. Azriel was hesitant and he did almost accept it but his mind kept drifting to Mor. He couldn’t let her go even if he tried. He didn’t want to either. Yet every day much like Lucien you strived to at least to get to know him and you did. What he didn’t know was that you loved him. No one knew except Lucien. You two shared similarities more than you realized. The only difference was Elain was beginning to come around. Azriel was never going to come around.

Azriel attempted to reach you through the mating bond only to find a cold numbness. You both couldn’t exactly break the bond but you could block each other. Azriel considered that as one possibility. While his mind went to a dark place, where someone could have kidnapped you and dosed you with faebane, it was his job to assume the worst. Azriel couldn’t take his mind off you, for a moment he was searching for his friend, then the next his mate, then back to his friend. His eyes searched the room for Mor finding her near the fire place, her expression filled with pain and sadness. She had lost one person she was close to. It broke his heart to see her in that state. Feyres voice broke him from his train of thought.

“ Did any of you find anything?” Feyre asked, looking between each member. Rhys pinched the bridge of his nose. His body is rigid and tense.

“ Not a thing. She covered her tracks well” Cassin crosses his arms as he rocks himself on his feet.

“ That’s because she does not want to be found” Lucien says as he walks through the threshold of the living room. Everyone was standing except for Elain and Nesta. All of their pointed gazes turned directly towards him. Lucien looked past everyone, his eyes landing directly on Azriel. His shadows danced around him furiously. He was hurt, angry, confused. He didn't know what to say or what to expect from you.

“ Why would she not want to be found?” Mor asked as she turned away from the fireplace. She couldn’t understand why you would make such a drastic move such as this one. This was out of the ordinary for even you, there had to be a reason why you’d disappear without a trace, it just wasn’t like you. The strangest part was that you had asked Lucien to take you wherever you went. “ Why would she bother asking you to take her?” She asked Lucien as she stared him down while he started Azriel down.

“Because she trusted me more than she trusted the rest of you” He says simply.

“ She’s only known you for half a second. Why would she put all her faith into you? ” Azriel bounced off of Mors questions. She was right , it was rather odd for you to take off the way you did. This wasn’t normal behavior which meant something was extremely wrong. Azriel was your friend first before your mate, he will always be your friend first, right now as your friend trusting someone like Lucien was always questionable. Again his gaze shifted to Mor who was biting her lip, she began to pace, her mind must’ve been racing a mile a minute. He wanted to reach out and hold-no not right now he can’t not when you were gone.

“She had her reasons. I did not press the issue because she did not wish to talk about it.” Lucien glares at Azriel.

“ So you simply let her walk away with no questions of your own” Azriel challenged.

“ You want an explanation for a question that I can’t give you”

“ Why? Because she has sworn you to secrecy” Mor hissed. “ You know something. She must’ve said a word, a phrase, anything!”

Cassian asked, arms still crossed. “Is it possible she could’ve left a note?”

“ There may be a possibility, Cass check her room see if you find anything that might give us an idea of where she headed or why she took off” Rhys ordered his brother turned general. Cassian gave him a curt nod heading off to your room.

“ Elain is there a chance you could’ve seen this in your vision?” Feyre asked her sister as she walked over to her.

Elain shook her head. “ No I can’t get a read on her, she won’t allow me into her mind. Her future is blocked from me”

“ I can’t get a read on her either” Rhys says as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “ Azriel? What of the mating bond?”

Azriel’s sharpened gaze stayed trained on Lucien “Nothing, it’s quiet on her end. Too quiet.” Even as Azriel rejected the bond he still remained protective of you, though his heart yearned for Mor. Lucien tightened his gaze on Azriel the two stared each other down. Cassian bounded down the stairs quickly as he reached the threshold a piece of paper tucked into his hand. “ She left a note. It’s addressed to you Feyre” He walkes over to her handing her the folded paper.

“ Me?” She looks between him and the paper hesitantly taking it from him.

“ What” Mor gasped “ She-let me see the note”

“ No, Mor I don’t think you should see this”

“ Let me read the note” Azriel says, if anyone should, he prefers it was him who witness it, you were his mate. It had to account for something. Even if his heart belongs to Mor and not yours. Was that selfish, to want to still take ownership of you but be in love with another. No, it was deeply wrong. Yet he found himself hurt and curious.

Feyre however needed time to think and with a note that could possibly explain your whereabouts and why you specifically chose her to read it. She could only assume that you had figured out Azriel’s love for Mor. If that was the case then the entirety of the situation would start an internal conflict for Mor herself. A conflict of a truth that could be forced out into the open. Tonight would not be the night for that. As if Rhys had peaked into Feyres mind he says “- As much as we all are curious about her note I suggest everyone take the evening off, we can deal with this tomorrow.-“

“You can’t be serious?! She could be in trouble! She could be hurting and you want to wait until tomorrow!” Mor growled.

“ Easy Girl” Amren says as she moves from the window to stand by Mor. Mor turned to glare at Amren, her chest heaving up and down furious.

“Our friend is out there, somewhere, possibly hurting, and you want me to take it easy. You have some nerve-“

“ Girl you watch your tongue before I rip it out of your blonde head-“ Rhys and Cassian jumped to action moving the women away from each other. Nesta and Elain standing up from the couch, Nesta made quick work to push Elain protectively behind her. Rhys held his second in command away from everyone, to which Amren was rather calm but more or less annoyed at the theatrics. Cassian wrapped his arms around Mor holding her close to his chest.

“ It was my fault. I didn’t want it to be this way. Not like this-“ Azriel starts his shadows becoming droopy and hidden behind him. This was because of him, he hadn’t realized it until now, the note, the fighting, the way he wanted to recuse Mor, instead of searching for you. Shame itched at him.

Mor pushed against Cassian to let her go. “ What are you talking about?-”Mor asked as she struggled against Cassian who made no move, only holding her tightly. Everyone held their breath, this was becoming a reality. Mor shook her head. When Azriel made no move to explain his own eyes flickering to meet hers. The information fits together like puzzle pieces. There was no need to read the note because everything they needed to know was right in front of them. “- No-you- didn’t- Why would you risk the bond?! You idiot!” Mor continued to struggle in Cassian's arms. Elain places a hand over her mouth as it hung open. Nesta frozen by the words she heard mulling over the meaning.

“ I did it because I love you! Mor I fell in love with you, since I first saw you, I have always loved you. This wasn’t how I wanted to do this-“ He tells her as he steps towards her, Mors body sags in defeat, this was her last straw.

“-You-You ruined everything” Mor whispers softly, gentle tears streaming down her face. Cassian let go of Mor slowly as she pushed away from him. She moved towards the living room crossing the threshold and to the front door, she planned on staying anywhere else but the River house.

“Mor!” Azriel called out after attempting to go after her but not when Rhys stopped him. He had removed himself from Amren, placing a hand on Azriel’s shoulder.

“ Let her go” He tells him, Azriel listens and remains in his place, but his heart ripped in half, two people had walked away from him in the same night, and both were his fault.

“ She’ll come back, she always does” Cassian says as he stands on the other side of Azriel.

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You rolled onto your side staring at the man who laid next to you. He was laying on his stomach, his arms buried beneath the pillow, his cheek resting against it. His wine red hair in a wavy mess plastered to the pillow. His hair paired well against his tan skin, a lighter color than his brother. Your heart swooned at the sight of him. You reached over caressing his cheek. You moved your hand away pushing him over to the side so you could tuck yourself under his arms. He follows suit and gives you the space to do so. You had a feeling he was awake, you could feel the rumble of a chuckle in his chest. You snuggled into his bare chest basking in his warmth. His eyes remained closed as he held you close. You shut your eyes as the two of you began to fall back asleep.

A knock was heard on your shared bedroom door. The man holding you groaned, it was your turn to giggle at him . “Eris! Y/N!?” Lucien’s voice called out to you both.

“ I am going to murder him” Eris growled.

“ No you’re not, he's my best friend and your brother.” You tell him, as he sighed roughly making you smile though you knew Eris would never harm Lucien, the two have grown closer as of recently, all thanks to you. Their brother bonds stronger than before.

“ I am coming in you both better be decent when I open this door!” Lucien says as he opens the door stepping inside. Thankfully you both were already decent. You slept in Eris’s tunic while he slept shirtless and in pants. You untangled yourself from Eris’s arms even though he protested. Eris sighed as he propped himself against a few pillows, resting an arm behind his head. You sat up cross legged under the blankets. “Oh good you both are decent”

“ What is it Lucien?” Eris asked as his amber eyes stared at his brother.

“ The ball” He tells him simply.

“ What about it?” You asked.

“ All courts are attending, including the Night Court. They had just decided and sent a reply to Helion. Elain was the one who told me '' Lucien says as Eris who was already looking at you noticed the nervous expression on your face. Lucien has turned his attention towards you.

“ I guess that means it’s time” You tell them quietly.

“ I’m afraid so” Eris replies. You both stare at each other, Eris reaches over and takes your hands in his.

Lucien had left the room, claiming he needed to get dressed and that Elain would need some help picking a matching outfit. It’s been two years since you’ve left Velaris. Two years since you last saw him. Since you left your friends. You wondered if they resented you for it. You wondered if Elain told them about you already. Lucien always reassured you that she never did even when they asked questions about her visions. You never asked him questions though, you never asked how they were, how Azriel was nor about Morrigan either. You assumed they lived happily ever after. You guessed that today would be the day where everyone would find out about one another.

You climbed out of the bed getting ready to go to the closet, Eris reached out a hand grabbing your arm pulling you back to him. You sighed, turning to look at Eris who had a mischievous smirk on his face. A silly smile slipped on your face as soon as you realized what he was going to do. “ Oh no, No-No-No we are going to be late!-Eris!” Eris yanked you back down onto the bed. Trapping you under him in attempts to kiss you.

“ Eris!” You warned him as you tried to squirm away.

“We’ll be quick I swear!” He watched you hesitate, your half on the bed and half off the bed. It was his chance to grab you again.

“That’s what you said last time!”You squealed your back landing onto the plush bed. Lips attach themselves to yours drawing you in, consuming you whole.

—-

The ball was organized as a birthday party for Helion, the Day Court planned to celebrate him. Each court was sent an invitation; this was the biggest ball of the year. It has been a long time since the courts have ever gathered together unified enough to be in the same room. Everyone was mingling amongst themselves as different courts arrived at various times of the evening. The night court had made it before Autumn. The inner circle spoke with different court members all except Azriel.

The night after you left Azriel spoke with Mor alone, he had learned the truth, about her and himself. He realized that he had made a grave mistake. For the past two years he spent the time he had searching for you. Only to come up empty each time, even Mor vouched to help him find you and there was nothing. No word from anyone. Eventually she had given up on the search, Rhys and offered for Azriel to take some time away from everyone including the search for you but he refused. Everyone had given him space and the time he needed to grieve but it made no difference.

He was haunted by the memories of you regardless. You were all he could think about for the past two year, and with the help of Mor, you were a permanent marking. Everyday he spent time working on the bond hoping to connect with you, and if he succeeded he could find you. The only problem was you were strong in blocking the mating bond. You made it near impossible to find you, to connect, to be linked to you. He admitted that you were well trained in that department. It was a task you were always good at. Still he continued with his quest on finding you. His eyes scanned the ball room, hoping and wishing for your presence, hoping to hear your voice, maybe offer you a dance while the two of you talk and ignore the crowd… But that was wishful thinking. Music played in the background as couples danced on the floor, Mor walked over to Azriel handing him a glass of wine. “ I think you’re going to need this more than I do” She tells him softly, taking a drink from her own cup.

“ What makes you think I will?” He asks, taking the glass, holding it in his hand not bothering to touch it. He eyes the crowd before eyeing the cup in his hand.

“If she isn’t here you’ll be spending the entire night in heartbreak watching all these couples, you might as well be drunk for it”

“ Maybe I don’t want that-“ Mors gasp caught him by surprise, his eyes looking at her following her gaze. There you were. As beautiful as the last time he saw you. Your hair styled perfectly, your skin glowing, you had a smile on your face so bright and full of life, your laugh echoed hitting his ears turning into a wonderful melody. Time truly seemed to slow down. Your hand was intertwined with someone else’s, a ring on your wedding finger, your outfit you had worn colored in reddish orange, the colors of autumn. It couldn’t have been Lucien, he was already waltzing on the dancing floor with Elain. Which only left one highlord Eris. He too was smiling as he spoke with Cassian and Nesta. Mor growled at the sight. Rhys and Feyre approached Azriel and Mor. Amren, as quiet as ever appeared next to her with Varian by her side, soon enough the rest of the inner circle gathered together.

“ She looks happy” Azriel says as the group turns to look at his saddened face. He had lost the one chance at happiness after he lost his first, a mistake he regretted more than anything. Had he known that Mor had never felt for him the way he had for her, then you would be in his arms now. You would be with him and not Eris.

“She does,” Rhys acknowledged Azriel’s comment, watching his brother closely. Nesta and Cassian had hugged you before leaving to head to the dance floor. You looked so relieved that they embraced you, you had turned to your husband, with yet another smile. Eris shared that smile with you as if to say I told you so. He took your hand back in his as he pulled you to the dance floor, as if he had done it many times, you fell into his arms melting into them as if you two were mated from the beginning. You swayed with him, your arms wrapped around his neck and his arms wrapped around your waist. You two spoke to each other, laughing and sharing sweet nothings. Azriel wished that it was him holding you that way, to watch you smile, and laugh effortlessly. He wanted to be Eris. He wanted to be the one wearing the wedding band that you gave him, he wanted you to wear the wedding band he gave you. He wanted what Eris had.

Nesta and Cassian had crossed the dance floor and headed to the group. Cassian had seen the pain in his brother's eyes, his own heartbreaking. He wasn’t sure what he could say that might ease Azriel’s suffering. He placed a hand on Azriel’s shoulder giving him a soft squeeze. Azriel had made up his mind “ I’m going to talk to her” everyone looked at Azriel questioning his motivation. Walking away from his friends he walks towards you. He could smell the two of you, how your scents intermingled, it was repulsive to him, he couldn’t stand the smell, instead he wished it was his smell on you. Yours on him. But it was too late for that. Eris had taken your hand and twirled you around, pulling you back to him swaying again, you giggled at his feeble attempt to flirt with you. As Azriel got closer he fought the urge to kill and maim him right where he was. Azriel reached you both and cleared his throat. You and Eris looked towards Azriel, the smiles slipping from both of your faces. Azriel wished he hadn’t been the one to make your smile fall.

“ Do you mind if I cut in?” He asks.

Eris looks at you first ignoring his request. You sighed, you knew this time was going to come, Eris tightened his hold on you. Your heart smiled at his protectiveness. You gave Eris a nod of approval. He looked at you for a little while longer, leaning down and kissed your cheek. You offered him a sweet smile as he reached up and caressed your cheek. He turned away from you heading off in another direction, he glared at Azriel who returned the stare down. Azriel smiled gently to which you had taken his outstretched hand. You kept the hold simple, placing your hands on his shoulders. His hands remained on your waist. You were hesitant, you shifted uncomfortably.

Azriel cleared his throat “ How are you?”

For this you smiled, your eyes traveled to Eris who was speaking with Lucien for a moment before looking back to Azriel. “ I am better. And You?”

“ I-it could be better-” He admits. “There is something that I’d like to ask you”

“ Alright”

“ What drew you away from me?”

“ Azriel I don’t think-“

“I would like to know”

You sighed the weight returning to your chest. “ I-I left because you were in love with Mor. The way you looked at her was the way I wished you’d look at me. I waited for you for years, and you never-it was never going to work. You love her, she is the one you wanted. I wasn’t going to get in the way of that.-” You shrugged lightly. You shook your head at the old memories that were embedded in your mind and heart. “-You told her how you felt and she said no to you didn’t she?” You looked him in the eyes. The bond may have been blocked but you were still able to read him like an open book. You knew him better than he knew himself. Azriel looked away, he came to you for a second chance because his first rejected him. You stopped moving, not bothering to sway with the music any longer.

“ I can explain myself-“ His heart had no more pieces to break, it was already shattered.

“ Unrequited love can be painful, can it not?” You tell him your voice pained.

“ Yes, but I understand now what it feels like-“

“ You think that you do but you don’t Az. Its different when you reject a mate, that bond is sacred. And you threw it away.” You tell him with no cruelty in the words only the truth, the reality. He was expecting you to shout at him, hit him, yell at him, but you did none of those things.

“ Y/N-“ his own voice cracks.

You shake your head “ No, Azriel. I am happy-I-I have a family that cares for me, A husband who loves me, and I love him. You can't ask me to leave them because I won’t”

“I understand…” Azriel’s gaze drops from your eyes to the floor, completely broken and defeated. His own eyes pricked with tears. You wrapped your arms around Azriel’s neck pulling him in for a hug.

“ You deserve to be loved Az. Never forget that.” You whispered to him as you held him. Azriel wrapped his arms around your waist holding onto you tightly. He never wanted to leave your embrace, but it was too late for that. It was something he would keep with him forever. You pulled away sliding from his embrace, your hands slipped past each other one last time. Azriel watched as you made your way back to your husband who smiled once your gaze settled on him. He extended his hand towards you and you took it with no hesitation. You had not looked back once as the two of you left the hall wrapped in each other's arms. Azriel watched you walk right out of his arms into another. You were right, it was a different feeling, more painful than anything he had ever experienced. You were bonded to him but you fell in love with Eris. This was the pain you felt when you had watched him fall for Mor as you were bound to him.

He truly understood the weight of the bond and it’s worth.

[luckycharms1701]

*crawls carefully over to a deep and foreboding gaping hole and peeks my head over the edge to look inside. There I see three feral tumblrs prowling around and laughing maniacally (y’all know who you are)

I pull back a little to glance at the warning sign written in bold lettering “Mikey Well: DO NOT ENGAGE IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO FALL IN AND SUFFER THE SAME FATE”

I let out a little hum and tilt my head curiously, inching back towards the mouth of the hole. “They look hungry though…And it is the holidays…I wouldn’t want them to feel lonely…”

Turn slightly and grabs something out of my pocket. I glance at the random ask request sitting in my palm, considering for a moment. Then I shrug nonchalantly and with a sheepish grin, cautiously drop the ask into the Mikey Well*

Just wondering on your take on how Bayverse Mikey would handle having a friend/SO who’s exTrEmElY touch starved, to the point that most touches become super overwhelming. I think it would be interesting to see how he would handle that being the most physically affectionate of the turtle brothers 🤔

And then also how would Mikey respond to said individual finally feeling secure enough to request affection? AnYhOo, Hope you have a wonderful New Year and may all the good come back to you in the coming days. May you always feel inspired and never experience creative blocks! Here’s a little request for y’all to gnaw on for a while and once again please know how appreciated you are!🧡✨

ooooooo, a new request to gnaw on, i love those!!!!

and honestly, anon-chan, i wouldn't call it **maniacal** laughter! just a little, you know, crazed

we're certainly not reaching out to bodily pull you in the well with us

anyway, thank you very much for the new year's wishes! may you have a year that you've only ever dreamed of!

oh man what a request too thank you!! as someone who is seriously touch starved myself i have Thoughts

Mikey has so many feelings the first time you flinch away from his touch. He is sad that what he sees as an overture of friendship is apparently rebuffed. He is upset that you, who has been so kind to them, must still somehow see them as monsters. Why else would you shy away from his touch? He is angry, because he once again has been denied something because of who he is. Because of something he can't help, something that honestly, deep down, he doesn't really want to change.

It takes him some time, and a lot of pushing down his natural instinct to reach out, to realize that you don't let anyone touch you, not even other humans. To be fair, he's not really in a position to witness you interacting with other humans a lot. But April, Casey, and Vern all receive the same flinch that he did, so it must be a universal thing.

He feels the same things all over again. Sad, because he can't imagine going through life without the healing power of another's touch. Upset, because he should have realized sooner. Angry, because you are the one going through this.

Mikey's not the type to let this stand. But it's not like he can really do anything without your agreement. And he can't talk to you about it, it's not like you're Raph. Besides, he's still feeling a little... cagey? No, a little cautious around you. He really, really doesn't want to be proven wrong.

So he opts for the agonizing option of waiting. It's so hard, but it's for you, so he does it. He takes every opportunity to subtly (like a brick wall, but no one has the heart to tell him that) let you know that he's available to be touched. He hopes that with time you will reach out yourself and give him the permission he desperately wants.

When you reach out and touch him for the first time? Well, sunshine boy earns his name. He is so happy, even if he can't pick you up and spin you around the way he wants to. So he tucks that feeling away, for a time when that will be possible. He hopes that time is soon.

And when that time does come? When you finally come to him and ask for the affection he longs to give you? Mikey can hardly believe it. He starts small, though this too is hard for him. A press of his hand to your arm. A brief one-armed hug. A ruffle of your hair. Even those small touches are enough to give him joy. He's so happy that you're letting someone in, and he's especially happy that you chose to let him in, of all people.

When he gets to pick you up and spin you around the way it feels like he's always wanted to, it's only natural for it to end with a kiss.

[judasofsuburbia]

i’m gonna say 🔀 for steddie and also perhaps steve/barb if that floats ur boat (it’s a rare pair kinda day)

OOOOOOO the steddie angst that comes to mind with this........

I got appointments, work I have to do Keeping me so busy all the day through They're the things that keep me from thinking of you

i'm thinking businessman steve who travels constantly for work and meets eddie at a bar some night while he's passing through. they hit it off immediately, they have great sex, but steve lets him know that he's not looking for anything serious. that work comes first.

eddie's so fine with this.

until steve keeps passing through hawkins. keeps seeing eddie. keeps calling eddie. keeps giving eddie glimpses of himself through their intimate nights and then disappearing before the sun is even up.

eddie used to just have one job, now he has three. teaching guitar lessons at the instrument store, gas station clerk, and a boring office job where he enters data all day. he had to get more jobs because he can't stand being home. he can't stand eating dinner by himself, crawling into an empty bed, all the silence, all the loneliness. he's like a lovesick puppy at home and it's not good for him.

so he keeps busy. only home to sleep before his alarm clock blares and he's out and about.

only tonight, there's a mice infestation at the gas station. place is closed down until it's solved. he has a night off and he's dreading every moment.

eddie slumps up to his front door and opens the door to steve.

with a bouquet of roses.

"honey, you're home," steve jokes. looking like a fucking dream in his work suit. eddie pinches the inside of his elbow. nope, not dreaming.

"what are you doing here?" eddie asks. "how did you get in?"

steve awkwardly lowers the bouquet and rubs a hand on the back of his neck sheepishly.

"uh, your neighbor let me in," steve explains.

eddie is gonna have a stern word with mrs. driscoll about letting strangers into his house. but he can't help but feel the automatic relief seeing the man who runs through his head 24/7 standing right in front of him.

eddie finally closes the door behind him and walks up to steve. he takes the roses, admiring them in his arms. steve kisses his forehead and it's so intimate that eddie wants to cry.

"how long are you here for?" eddie whispers.

"just for the night," steve whispers. he sounds almost sad. eddie chalks that up to his own utter exhaustion. a delusion. because work always comes first. eddie knows that.

eddie places the roses on his coffee table and runs his hands up steve's chest. he twirls his hand around his tie, bringing him in for a deep kiss. one that has steve groaning into his mouth.

"this is nice but--" steve says in between kisses.

"hmm?" eddie answers as he peppers kisses down steve's jaw.

"i thought we could get dinner or something," steve says. this gives eddie pause. he pulls away to look at steve with an eyebrow raised.

"like a date?" eddie questions.

"yeah," steve replies with that fucking charming smile.

"that's not what we do," eddie states, venom lacing his words. he doesn't mean it to come off that way but he can already picture steve leaving tomorrow morning and it's breaking his heart.

"i know but maybe it's something we can do," steve whispers, kissing eddie's cheek. his eyes are so hopeful, it melts eddie's brain.

"okay," eddie agrees though there is alarm bells going off in his head. every thought he has is "turn back, stop, don't do this." he doesn't listen to any of it.

they get dinner. at a place eddie could never afford, even with his steve distraction-guided income. steve is a perfect gentleman the entire meal. eddie feels drunk off of it or maybe that's the expensive ass wine he's been sipping.

when they get back to eddie's apartment, steve takes his time taking eddie apart. kissing every inch of skin. hands wandering, exploring, teasing. driving him absolutely insane. every time eddie tries to reciprocate, steve waves him off. says that tonight is about him.

after arguably the best sex they've ever had, the most intimate and personal sex they've ever had, eddie is laying his head on steve's chest. his throat feels tight as steve lightly scratches his back, humming along to the radio.

eddie's hands unconsciously clutch onto him tightly. that maybe if he held on tight enough that steve wouldn't have to go. steve could work here. be here. stay with eddie forever.

steve hisses, chuckles, and gently pries one hand away. "you okay?" steve asks.

"yeah, sorry," eddie grumbles. he tries to roll away but steve just pulls him back.

"wanna talk about it?" steve says into his hair.

"no."

"sounds like you do."

eddie huffs and sits up enough to rest his chin on steve's pec. steve is looking at him with the softest expression but it turns worried the longer eddie frowns at him.

"what?" steve asks. "did you not like what we did?"

"of course i liked it. i always like it."

"well, i'd hope so."

"i like it too much."

"i'm not following."

eddie huffs and hides his face in steve's chest. he can feel tears brewing in his eyes. he can't cry in front of the man who told him all those months ago that this is strictly casual.

"you should go, steve," eddie mumbles.

"what?"

"i can find you a hotel."

"eddie--"

eddie yanks himself out of steve's hold. can't look him in the eye. he gets out of bed, slips on his boxers, and runs a hand over his face.

"it's better if you just go now," eddie whispers, voice cracking.

steve sits up, slides out of the bed, and walks up to eddie slowly. he tilts his chin up and sees eddie's watering eyes. he caresses eddie's cheek even as eddie squeezes his eyes closed.

"i don't want to go," steve whispers.

"you're going to eventually anyway," eddie bites back.

"i never want to," steve confesses.

eddie blinks his eyes open, a few stray tears escaping down his cheeks. "what?"

steve exhales and presses his forehead against eddie's. "i never want to leave you, eddie. why do you think i keep coming back?"

"for your job--"

"no," steve interrupts with a small frustrated groan. "well, yes, but they get me a hotel every time, eddie. but i choose to come back to you. i choose to see you. every time."

"because we're sleeping together--"

"eddie, i'm gonna shake you," steve threatens with a huff of a laugh. he presses the gentlest kiss on eddie's lips and eddie can't help but succumb to the feeling. "i like you. that's why i keep coming back. i miss you every fucking minute on the road. i hate, hate leaving you. honestly, i was just waiting for you to tell me not to come back."

"i wouldn't. i want you here, steve. with me."

"then come back to bed."

send me a 🔀 and a pairing, and i’ll shuffle my playlist and make an au based on the first song that comes up

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

i have crazy ideas, but please, how about a tarsem x reader where when he becomes Olo'eyktan he chooses her as his wife and future tsahìk?

love you baby. 🫶

Ooooooo I love this and love you too bb 🫶🏼🫶🏼 also sorry it took so long 😞

You? Choose.... Me.

Pairing-Tarsem x reader

Summary- You have never been anyone's first choice, so why did Tarsem pick you?

N/N- nickname

You have never been someone's first choice. Even in childhood your siblings were always put first, and when you got around the age of making friends it got worse. The few friends you did make, if you would even call them that, were self conceited and always made you feel like the odd one out. So you shun anyone trying ro be your friend or trying to make friends. And when you got older, boys and girls turn into options for your mate.

You shunned the whole mating idea as well.

You thought no one noticed you, how you never talked, how you always were in the corner and you looked content while doing it.

But you thought wrong.

He was always looking at you, worrying about you. He being Tarsem. He noticed you first when you were just little children, you were the only kid not playing instead you picked flowers and left them all in a circle he never knew why you did that. But, after that day he was whipped. His eyes light up when you silently enter a room. He even sometimes brought you on pointless adventures, despite your many, many protests. But you still managed to slip through his fingers.

He has tried to talk to you so many times he just wanted to give up but the idea of being alone without you hurts, it hurts more than anyone could know.

And you, of course you noticed his advances, how couldn't you. But, you couldn't understand the feelings he made you have. It was strange and you wanted it to go away. You didn't want to get hurt like you have been so many times before.

And now everyone, the entire clan, stands watching how the Toruk Makto, the Olo'eyktan, JakeSully being cut by Tarsem, being "killed" transferring leadership to Tarsem, the new Olo'eyktan.

It was sad watching the Sully's leave, JakeSully had been the Olo'eyktan for so long it is strange having a new one, especially when he is one you've grown up with, kind of.

But something in the way his eyes softened when he looked down on the clan, it made flutters in your stomach, flutters you really didn't like but you couldn't help it.

You decided you would just ignore it.

.

.

.

-Few months later-

Over the course of the next few months a few things happened.

Mo'at, the Tsahik for some reason made you take healer lessons when she knew you grew up to be a harvester and hunter but she was Tsahik so of course you would show for daily lessons along with your other duties.

And then Mo'at announced that Tarsem would be looking for a Tsahik. Many women got overly excited and immediately worked on top with intricate designs, and head dresses that shone like a million suns, even though it did hurt the eyes a little it was outrageously beautiful.

Many other women, including you just stayed in the side lines with the men watching some make fools of themselves, some fight, some cry.

The next few months you observed how Tarsem reacted to the floods and floods of courting gifts. He always appreciated them, accepting them with a smile, but he never wore any of the jewelry or the clothes they gifted him. It puzzled you and the clan.

But it didn't puzzle him. He wanted you, he needed you, your very presence alone makes him feel euphoria. You're like his own personal drug and he's addicted.

And today was no different. He watched as you thanked Mo'at for some scrolls you needed. He wondered what for? He always wonders what you do in the little corners you stow away in or your home that you almost never leave. He watched as you walked to the east side of the grassway and three steps back to the perfect corner, the passing eye would just pass right over you, but Tarsem was no passing eye.

He watched you unfold a scroll and open your own scroll and ink (do they have ink on Pandora idfk but we will say they do).

You also opened a bag of small cut up fruit. You smile seeing your mother packed your favorite fruit. You began snacking and writing and reading in the scrolls. To Tarsem, this is when you look most beautiful, you don't have walls up, you aren't making yourself smaller, you are just being.

That was until a girl squealed loudly as she ran to Tarsem. You looked shocked at the girl's outburst, and then at Tarsem he didn't take his eyes off you and you just looked away as you began to pack your things up and leave.

He felt his chest tighten, he couldn't continuously let you go, not after all these years of unsaid words and longing glances.

He walked right past the giggling girls and women surrounding him as his eyes never left your stalking figure.

He followed you all the way to your kelku (home). He stood hands on his waist breathing hard, had you always lived this far from the camp. ''Y/N!'' He said loudly for you to hear but not to startle you.

You poke your head up from your caught and warily look outside of your home and see Tarsem. Stepping out and bowing your head in respect.

''Olo'eyktan.'' You say quietly. ''No need to be so formal N/N, we are friends.'' He says motioning his hand for you to come closer. You nod your head as you step down onto the ground now face-to-face with the man.

''Yes, friends.'' The last word lingered in your mouth, for a small moment you had hope, a small flicker of it, that he would share just an ounce of feeling you reluctantly have for him.

''Y/N not to be what is that sky people word Lo'ak used" You both thought for a moment you had no clue but it seemed he had finally figured it out. "Cliché!" He said and you had no idea what the word meant but it seemed important. "But…..I have something to confess."

You tilt your head, but say no words, only nodding your head in understanding but mostly wanting to know what he wants to tell you.

He steps closer taking your hand in and just as you go to pull away and just hold on you is too strong so you reluctantly stay.

"Y/N I've watched you for as long as I can remember.' Tarsem said and you looked at him with teary wide eyes, you'd have no idea how the tears pulled in your eyes so fast. "I've watched you shun yourself from others, from me." He said and as soon as you turn your head away from him, he catches your chin between his pointer and thumb. "I don't want you to do that anymore because I. Choose. You." Pausing after every word to emphasize his meaning Tarsem steps forward still holding your hands looking deeply into your eyes.

You could have sworn the world stopped after all these years and he wanted you.

"You….Choose Me?" You asked and he smiled. "Yes I choose you." He said looking at you.

You smile, stepping in your tippy toes planting a small kiss on his soft lips.

"I choose you too."

[halfetirosie]

(I revisited the Blood Key story, and it got me sad/pissed off all over again, so here's my petty-revenge venting:)

You know who doesn't get roasted enough?

Duke.

His whole secret-stealing hustle is so lame. He can pretend it's cool all he wants, but we all know it's just voyeurism with extra steps. Talk about a barely-disguised fetish! At least Kuya has the decency to not put on airs about his voyeurism tendencies.

Duke makes Kuya look better in comparison. That's pretty sad, Duke. This is Kuya, we're talking about. No offense to our foxy grandpa, but the bar is on the ground.

Are you reading this, Duke? Or should I call you tHe CoLlEcToR? (Did you come up with that nickname yourself, to try and seem mysterious? I bet you did. How cute.)

You seem like the kind of person that would watch what people say about you online, and then if anyone bad-mouths you, try to dox them or something. Pathetic.

Well guess what, Duke? Your stupid little theatrics don't make your voyeurism any better.

Ooooooo, how spooky, you take people's blood to find out their deepest, darkest secrets!

Give me a break! What are you, in middle school? That's the most emo-middle-schooler shit I've ever heard!

Just because you're wearing a suit and carrying around guns doesn't mean you're suddenly mature. You are a dorky man-child. Get a life, asshole!

[junee-e]

A NEW PENUMBRA EPISODE HAS RISEN!!!! TIME TO THROW MY THOUGHTS INTO THE ABYSS!!!! random thoughts and ramblings follow :D

I AM SO READY FOR DETECTIVE RITA YOU HAVE NO IDEA

OH SHIT WILL SHE BE NARRATING PLEASE TELL ME SHES NARRATING

HER DETECTIVE VOICE IS SO FUN IM SO DEAD

why is she better at this than juno this is going so much better than his attempt

‘WATCH THIS’ * keyboard tapping noises* (i love her)

of course she gets paid in cereal i dont know what i expected

oh ok no junos still narrating

‘THE MAN I LOVED WAS ON THE LINE’ (this will never get old for me)

‘my name is juno steel and *usually* im the private eye’ i am enjoying this way too much

ok why do i love skipper they’re so fun?

‘he just ruins the *peaceful vibes*’ so real so real

HE TOOK THE FUCKING FLOWERS I SWEAR TO GOD

rita. had. dinner with them. oh my god. she is the best.

the mother speaking for the grandfather in like such an annoyed voice and then being so calm with ‘or so father says’ is so funny to me

skippers so dramatic i love them

‘SHUT UP DEAREST’ LMAOO

ooooooo did skipper help nureyev?? wait no thats too obvious….or it is just obvious enough to be right????…..no its isnt….or is it???? (im going insane)

‘he makes friends or.. more than friends and he uses those connections to his advantage’ OH SHIT (skipper???? skipper?? skipper kinda makes sense???) (but like yknow…obvious option)

‘watch skippers reaction in particular’ AHAHA!

OOOO ARE WE GONNA GET RITA NUREYEV INTERACTIONS PLEASE OH MY GOD

‘mostly i was thinking about nureyev’ *cue me falling off my chair at the instant romantic soundtrack that apparently follows nureyev’s name everywhere now*

roomantiic moonoolougueee tiimmee

GRIMMS MASK EPISDOE CALL BACK OH I AM NOT READY

‘another love’ ITS FOR HIS JOB ISNT IT ISTG

OH ITS FOR FUCKING HYPERION CITY OHHHHH SHIT

why does this remind me of the monolouge at the end of final resting place (end of the first season)

‘it wasnt a very nice city but hell im not a very nice lady’ vs ‘this is my city. im not proud of it but that doesnt mean its not worth saving’

there are so many things this season that are setting up to be broken (probably not the right word) but like so many things that have potential for a really sad/angsty pay off. like nureyev and slip or juno telling nureyev he’ll keep following him untl he says he doesnt want him to. or juno and missing hyperion city. i’m so scared.

oh ritas so dramatic its making me so happy

HE TOOK THE ORCHIDS !!!!!

ITS THE MOTHER????

of course she had an inflatable couch in her hideout spot

ooooo its juno detective-ing explain-ing time

juno obsessing over detective stuff is so fun

a CoNfEsSiOn

‘im tired of you people…and also just tired’ skipper being way too relatable

OH SHIT NUREYEV DIDNT TAKE THE FLOWERS???

SOMEONE TOOK THE FLOWERS FOR NUREYEV WHAT IS THIS????

OH IT WAS THE GRANDFATHER WHAT???

‘he sent me up to bed early’ ma’am, you are a probably-around-40-or-something-year-old woman

the gibberish is still funny

WHAT HE WAS FUCKING IN LOVE WITH NUREYEV HUH WHAT THATS SO FUNNY

‘we know how this theif operates he grabs you by your heartstrings and never lets go’ yeah rita would know about that with all the agnsty monolouges

WHAT THE FUCK HES TALKING????

WHO SAID HE LOVED HIM??? NUREYEV???? WHAT???

OH FUCK OH SHIT OH NO OH GOD ‘he said hed come back for me he said we’d run away together’ OHHHH NO NO NO NO NO. NO LONGER FUNNY

‘well it looks like my work here…is done’ *very fast tapping of rita walking away*

OH WAIT SHE CAME BACK TO ACTUALLY HELP JUNO LMAOO

awwww they’re all back together!

A TRACKER A TRACKER HE GOT IT ON NUREYEV AHAHAHA

THEY KNOW WHERE THE DOKANA GROUP IS LETS GO

oh ok fuck i thought we were done how foolish of me there hadnt been a sad speech yet

‘i knew he hadnt done the same to me’ OH THANK GOD OKOK

‘he meant the promises he made me’ AWW YAY

wait no its sad oh god oh no

‘problems for another day, i thought’ best coping method fr fr

‘the rest we’d just have to figure out together’ yay ok happy-ish ending :D

okok so alot of thoughts. i’m so scared of all the set-ups for angst and honestly i’m kinda just waiting for the episode that it all comes crashing down and everyones really sad. but also! hopefullness! juno saying that he’ll figure it out with nureyev! yay! i honestly don’t know how the big climax finally thing with jupeter and slip and the dokana group and everything is going to go i’m just really hoping for an eventual happy ending with happy jupeter (and rita there too :D)

anyway! loved this episode can’t wait for the next one with (i’m assuming) stuff with the Dokana group!!

[tgshydestan]

ask game with emoji + character (if you please) only put tgs characters since i don't know much about other media you like :P

🥀 - Hyde 🌸- your favorite Lodger (not including Jasper, not sure if he counts so for the sake of clarity) 🦴- Lanyon. For no reason whatsoever.

🥀 - Hyde

OOOOOOO HEHEHEHEHEHHEHE

a few trigger warnings for this one!!

tw - depression, alc0hol and dr//g abuse, sexual mentions, self-hate, su!c1d3

hyde exists in a state of a sort of hysterical depression, though he would never do enough introspection to realise it. he masks it and pushes it down with excessively praising himself, unhealthy coping mechanisms such as alcohol and drug abuse, excessive and reckless sexual behaviour to make himself feel wanted and desirable, and just reckless behaviour in general acting with near zero regard for his own safety. as we have seen, when somebody challenges him and points out one of the holes in his persona of a massive ego, he completely crumbles and spirals into an extremely intense depression in which he tries to “take jekyll down with him” (which in my opinion implies he is, at least in some abstract sense — at least at that moment — suicidal, but i don’t really have enough evidence to make that a proper headcanon xDD it will exist in (most of) my fanfics though!!!). he is really fragile, but convinces himself and everyone around him he is some sort of untouchable Better Than Everyone sex god to stop anyone from forcing him to think a little harder. if he did even just a little introspection, he would realise that maybe he Doesnt Feel That Good, Actually and is quite self-loathing, but alas, the bitch won’t look beyond the surface unless absolutely forced. a shame, really. i want to see him suffer!!!

🌸 - your favorite Lodger

ito is a MASTER at makeup and all things hair and cosmetics. she is INSANELY talented and can do a ton of looks!!!

🦴- Lanyon

the dutch alcon blue butterfly!!! so pretty, incredibly sad that its gone 💔💔

hehehehe hope u like these!!!

[angelic-guest]

omg, dark, in the pool, he would look so good with his hair wet, and he'd be smirking, probably toss you into the pool and the kids would be like

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, you like dark!!!!!

-bee

Dark: "I am a villain. This is the most evil I can possibly manage."

Kids: "AWH, look at our two favorite camp counselors!"

Dark paused at all the cheering from the children he was watching. He just dumped you in a pool. Why are they cheering? When signing up for the job, Dark expected some whining and crying, like normal children but instead he got the sadistic ones.

However, that all changed when you resurfaced, now you were the one that looked like a sad little drenched cat. Unamused, glaring, all the works.

He almost wanted to use his teeth, so pointy, he’d been feeling a monster form lately. That would only fuel the kids even more and they could only have horror if they were to behave.

They were not behaving.

“Ooooooo look. Dark likes youuuuuu!” The giggles that crossed from the pool to where they were relaxing was like a chorus. Some cheering, some laughing and a lot singing.

“Dark and you sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!”

“Now children—” Dark started but never finished as you dragged him into the water. You smirk as you come up for a second time, now watching him give you a look.

“You’re not helping.” Dark scoffed and crossed his arms. Between the way his hair lies on his head and that threatening glare, you can’t decide what the best part is.

Dark smirked, “So it’s like that huh….? Hm?” He clicks his tongue and slowly begins to take off his shirt directly in your line of sight.

You could’ve died. Maybe even literally with the gaze so intense.

“Now you’re not helping.” You push against his chest as some form of defiance, but he only takes your hand in stride. Kissing it with those soft lips, a little bit of static present on the skin.

“What is that saying? Can’t beat them, join them?” Dark trailed his gaze over your face and back to your eyes, clearly amused.

“You know you’re giving them what they want.”

Dark hesitated before leaning in, “The best part is always the anticipation. The build up…however, they’ll never see it pay off.”

You raised an eyebrow at that. What the hell did that mean…?

Being dunked under water, and quickly let go is the winning answer. The kids all groan as he races away towards the end of the pool. He raises up and sits himself on the edge. Still dripping and slicks the hair away from his eyes, his chest on perfect display.

“Children, I think we will have a swimming lesson. I’ll stand from here while our lovely counselor guides you.”

That bastard.

Swimming lessons seemed to last a long longer than usual.

Kids placed their s’mores bet later when they returned from the impromptu lessons.

[m0ther-of-p3arl]

hi i finished tma season 1

IM GONNA THROW UP NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO

WHY HER WHY SASHA WHY MSUT THEY DO THIS WHY MY WIFE WHY WHY N OOOOOOO

THAT IS NOT MY SASHA THAT IS NOT MY WIFE WHAT THE FUCK GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!!!!!! SHE DIDNT EVEN EAT ANY NOTEBOOKS MAN WHY SHED GET GRAHAM'D!!!! IM GONNA CRY THATS NOT HER THATS NOT HER THATS NOT HER WHAT THE HELL "yes." YOU ARE NOT MY BELOVED GET OUT

THAT FUCKING TABLE ISTG I HATE IT I HATE IT IM GONNA HIT IT WITH TWELVE BILLION METAL PIPES WHY DIDNT JON BREAK IT YOUUU FUUUUUUCKKKK THIS IS NOT A COINCIDENCE NO WAY THAT TABLE ISNT RELATED TO WHATEVER THIS REPLACEINATOR IS. IS IT THE SAME CREATURE THAT SKEDADDLED INTO GRAHAMS FLAT????? WHY DOES NO ONE SEE ANYTHING WRONG W SASHA THAT IS SO OBLIVIOUSLY NOT HER

the worms the worms the worms ... worm wife ..... the screamerrrrrrrrrrr the wormerrrrrrrrrrr

tim is so silly i love him tbh. my man (presumably) took off his pants in the middle of a wormpocalypse. thanks buddy. he should be high on co2 more often."statement of joe spooky... regarding mysterious happenings..." silly guy silly guy (the horrors) "im fine though. except for the holes. and the pain. and the blood. and the nightmares. couldve been worse though, eh?" u need 12 diff types of therapy now buddy

MARTIN is quite silly too i like him a lot ... erm i think he might actually be a ghost Jon was onto something (silly). jons still such a hater STOPPP HES JUST OUT HERE VIBING... HE SOUNDED SO SAD AND SCARED :( i want to hug him please "im sorry i left you" .. i know what you are

why was Gertrudes body just There btw. what the fuck. shes just been there??? man imagine ur running from The Worms and then BOOM random dead body of the old Archivist HELLO?? AND SHE WAS SHOT??? NO SPOOKY SCARIES ?? JUST GOOD OL GUNS??

i looked it up. the missing cases. have sashas voice. and the homophobic vase statement. im going actually going to be sick. wdym "Evelyn Hewett as Not!Sasha" GOODBYE I HATE EVERYTHING

they all sound so tiiired :[

SORRY TO RANT IN YOUR INBOX BTW IM JUST. NEED TO SCREAM. GOING INSANE

AND SORRY FOR ALL THE CAPS IIIIIMM

I NEED TO BE LOBOTOMIZED RIGHT NOW WHYYYY

AAAAAAH I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO RESPOND TO UR RANT IN EVERY POINT IN ITS ENTIRETY BUT REST ASURED IVE READ THE WHOLE THING AND IM

FUCKKK YESSSSSSSSSS

i knew you'd like tma. i fucking KNEW it. and it only gets worse from here hehehehhe so watch out >:3 and THEN u have to listen to protocol.... fuck yes.........

YOURE CATCHING ON TO SO MUCH OF THE LORE STuFF THO GOOD JOB U UNDERSTAND IT SO MUBH BETTER THAN I DID MY FIRST LISTEN LOL

yea sasha.... oof....... bro got graham'd as u said :3

tim.... auauuaauua a fandom favorite. ofc. the lovely. i have so much to say aobut tim and what a [insert adjectvie that i cant say cos spoilers] character he is but i CANT cos again SPOILERS........

martin is so lovely. i love that man. gorgeous ass lovely human. honestly one of the best characters (but jon's my fave im a jon girlie)

THE HOMOPHOBIC VASE LMAO yes. also. have u heard the jurgen leitner rant?? id save it til after u finish s2 but it is definitely something that every tma fan should memorize.

jurgen leitner?! stupid idiot motherufkcing jurgen leitner god damn fool book collecting dust eating rat old bastard shithead idiot avatar of teh whore, biggest clown in the circus laughed out of town, cowboy motherfucker jurgen leitner (etc etc. this goes on for about 4 paragraphs.)

I RELALY APPRECIATE U RANTING IN MY INBOX. BECAUSE U STARTED LISTENINT TO TMA COS OF ME. ITS LIKE MY HARD WORK IS ALL PAYING OFF. IVE INDOCTRINATED U INTO THIS STUPID FUCKING PODCAST.

dw it destroys everyone. makes everyone go insane. i had the Exact Same Reactions on my second listen ;-; it's a podcast and a half tbh. fucking amazing.

[beetlebugdash]

Miraculous awakening thoughts and live reaction! (Major spoilers!)

- holy crap we made it to a movie

- I'm so excited

- Remember back in season 2 (I think) that a live action movie was coming

- Good times

- Anyways this

- Netflix presents tears

- No magic

- JUMPS SCARE

- we've been known thanks for explaining

- Dark butterflies and angry? Wanna see the counterpart

- LADYBUG AND CAT NOIR

- stronger than death?

- THE CLASSIC MOVIE MUSIC

- PARIS!!??!)

- classic movie intro is classic

- PHOTOGRAPHER AND NEWSPERSON

- CROSSWINDS

- the road????

- Marionette wears a watch?

- I love her dad

- UNICORNBCAKES

- 10/10 diversity

- Daddy??? Ok Chloe

- Listen to my chest???? Idk what u mean

- YOU JUST GOTTA BELIEVE!!!!

- Christina that isn't your singing voice

- CHRISTINA HAS A GOOD VOICE

- love the painter's design

- It dosent sound like her

- DOG

- THE TEA SCENE FORM THE PV

- Lotta unique background character designs

- WHERE DID U GET THE BIKE

- iconic locations beauty

- THE SKETCHBOOK!

- ALSO ANIMATION IS GORGEOUS

- other friends???

- I wanna know

- Gabriel designs, you'll soon hate him

- Polka dot dress before ladybug

- Ooo sparkles

- ITS A FLOATING SKETCHBOOK

- fireworks ooooooo

- "Here's some perfume”

- YOU SPIN ME ROUND

- NATALIE And Gabriel

- TODD VOICE YAY

- Love that persons hair

- I thought Gabriel is never in public?¿

- Chloe's voice sounds odd?

- BWAHAHAHHAHA

- oh it's Gabriel agreste sweater

- A+ to alya

- "EAT BREAD WITH BUTTER"

- FINALLY GLASSES FLARE

- MEANT TO BE?

- recorder

- GYMNASTICS AU COME TRUE

- TRANSITION TO EMILIE

- ugh she looks so pretty

- Odd

- LUKA AND JULEKA

- Rude ugh

- Oh i hate Chloe

- AHAHAHA

- At least we know school layout kinda

- Little bit of luck? Yea here allergies

- Alegies or dust WE NEED TO KNOW

- IT THE SEASON 1 FINALE ALL OVER AGAIN

- CAT BOOK

- theyre trying to make everyone fall for Adrien

- ukulele music?

- NINO YEAAAA

- oooo amusement park

- Depressing Adrien

- Natalie I love

- I HATE GABRIEL

- i smell a sad song

- LONG HAIRED GABRIEL IS REAL????

- long entry hallways

- Wow Gabriel has very pretty nails

- HE HAS A WATCH TOO?

- EMILIE LORE?

- oh she was a performer omg

- HAPPY BIRTHDAY?????

- ooooooooooo

- nooroo????

- WOAH

- master fu knows whazzup

- This movie is going really fast an lots of jumps

- Oh plagg and tikki fight????

- Marinella????

- HIT BY A CAR?

- SCREAMING EXCHANGE

- GASP

- 10/10 BREAKS

- uh crazy man bye

- MASTER FU WHAT THE

- creepy hall? Sure!

- Poor Chloe

- Sabrina is a wingman OOO

- random window opening? Sure!

- CAT

- MIRACULOUS

- failed proposal?

- oh no first akuma attack

- WOA CREEPY

- well evil spirits

- Oooo a ladybug

- ooooooo

- “Who saves a life saves the world”

- IT'S LIKE THE ORIGINAL ANIMATION

- TIKKI!

- “GIRLS CAN WEAR PANTS” YES

- can you say kwami

- Tiny genie sure

- “I WET THE BED”

- REDEMPTION FOR THE CHRISTMAS EPISODE CAUSE TIKKI ONLY HAD 1 LINE

- THE THEME SONG? ¿

- "I'll hide in a tree"

- RAPPING TIKKI?

- BWAHAHAHA

- CONTINUITY!

- Aw marinette has doubts

- "Im out of patience"

- that poor security guard

- WHERE IS QUASIMODO WHEN U NEED HIM

- "first a song now a yoyo what's next a tea set???"

- CRASH

- oh hi cat noir

- bonjour

- "Do I know u?"

- A WATERMELON

- CAT NOURS SIDEKICK LOL

- omg cat noir will always me my fav

- CAT PUNS!!?!

- oh no cat noir

- RUUUUUUNNNNNNN

- "Not on the first date!"

- Omg I love him

- "Is that a watermelon"

- CANONBALL!

- SHERO

- wet haired cat noir

- 👍

- BON APPETITEEEEEE

- little Adrien lol

- cat noir outta breath lol

- 2-0 gargoyle

- GO FETCH PUPPY

- KITTY

- MIRACULOUS POWER

- "Thank goodness marinette is at home" lol

- oH NO NOT THE TAIL

- WO

- zag news LOL

- DON'T BE BEMUSED IT'S JUST THE NEWS

- THE MUSIC AHAHGAHAHAHHA

- oh no loose akuma

- master FU

- Miraculous: tales of watermelon and insane

- coooooooool

- Hawkwho?

- THE WINK

- TOGETHER!

- failure is not your enemy, fears are

- New cat singing voice

- I like this voice (no offence Bryce)

- oh I love this song

- Bounce from the clouds

- HEARTS CLOUD

- and moon cloud

- Oh it's a swan cloud

- Transitions are horrid

- rosemary?

- SHOSHOCHEF

- stinks

- PLAGG

- ewwwww

- THE BURN

- Natalie hears PLAGG LOL

- And cat puns!

- Hey he has picture in his room!

- PTFAFS

- "she knows her stuff" *proceeds to screem*

- PUSS IN BOOTS

- mic drop marinette out

- can't get rid of it lol

- haHaHA

- poop

- ugh fear

- NATALIE HAS A HOME OTHER THAN THE AGEESTE MANSION

- nooroo ily

- “I have nothing to loose” ADRIEN??

- HAWKMOTH SONG

- BEST SONG

- BEAUTY ANIMATION

- Shakespeare hawkmoth

- SO EVIL

- IS THIS KEITH?????

- THEY HAVE KEITH SINGING BUT NOT CHRISTINE UGH

- THE MIME

- HAWKMOTH HAWKMOTH HAWKMOTH

- THE TOPHAT

- HIGH NOTE WOOO

- Butt kicking girl superhero WOO

- how did u get some of those

- stealing money????????

- BOOM

- Dr love nino

- Roses means desperate

- I LOVE HIS APRON

- oh I love marinettes dad

- Dr love more like Dr not

- why did u look at her sketches

- man duck Gabriel

- THE WHILHEM SCREEM

- oh no poor nino

- POOR SABRINA

- 0.0

- oooo chaos

- Ironically I just saw a magician today

- I think?

- LEMME RIDE THE HORSES

- anxiety ridden Marinette

- ITS THE SONG!

- eh it’s ok I guess?

- Animation still looks cool

- Tikki scare is scary

- TIKKI SPOTS ON

- TRANSFORMATION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PUBLIC

- creepy baby balloon

- what is with ladybug and cats voices

- STRONGER TOGETHER

- boo you Chloe

- LONG YIME NO SPEAK

- THE GARBAGE

- POOR NINO

- nino confession goes out the window

- POOR CAT

- At least their adding sounds to the bell like come on it is annoying

- WHY ISNT THAT FAMILY RUNNING?

- POP

- HAWKMOTH FACE

- BYE BYE LITTLE BUTTERFLIES

- PARTNERS

- OH THE SONG

- CROSSOINT MAN

- BUBBLER!

- MIRACULOUS!

- GYMNASTICS!

- THE CARS

- ICE CREAM PATROL!!!!!

- ITS THE LOVE SONG

- whoops

- I LOVE LADYNOIR

- this is the ladynoir I’ve been missing from the show

- THE OFFICIAL ART!

- ADULTS ARE HAVING A CONVERSATION!

- glow=danger?

- broken heart

- UGH YOU FOOL

- love song love song love song love song

- “I wouldn’t get close to anyone after my mom died” “I got close to you” AAAAAAAAH

- WHERE DID THESE TEARS COME FROM?¿

- oh i love them

- NO DONT GO

- OW

- JUST AN EMPTY HEART

- PLAGG

- ADRIEN STANDING UP TO HIS DAD!

- Follow your heart AND THEIR THE SAME PERSON!

- ow

- SCREW YOU CHLOE

- aw

- She wears a tank top?

- “I dreamed of calling Paris home” uh you live in Paris?????

- Where did they get the ladybug and cat noir shots?

- IM NOT CRYING YOU ARE!

- ITS A CHILDRENS MOVIE WHY AM I CRYING

- YO HAWKMOTH

- creepy eepy

- JEREMY ZAG!

- yOOooOooo

- wow this got dark quick

- CAT NOOOOOOOO

- dude look outside

- selfie it truly is gen z

- GO PLAGG

- LADYBUG NO

- FINALLY

- no don’t do this now

- stronger together????

- oh no

- Another fall for the Eiffel Tower yet this feels different

- CAT

- LADYBUG GO SAVE HIM

- oh no oh no oh no

- OH NO

- THE MIRACULOUS

- OH NO

- YEAAAAAA CAT

- ow

- flashback

- OH NO HIS MASK

- MARICHAT FOR DA WIN

- FINALLY

- O MY GOD

- MY LITTLE BOY

- FLASHBACK

- LITTLE ADRIEN

- THE MIRACULOUS BOOK

- love over death

- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

- Marinette watching like 🧍‍♀️

- oooooo pretty music

- master fu where did u come from

- ITS THE CREEPY GUY!

- LADYBUG LADYBUG (and cat noir maybe)

- ok that’s different

- ITS LIKE THE FANTASMIC SCENE

- aaaawwww it’s nearly over

- THE BALL

- VOLKSWAGEN

- Sabrina’s just like “meh”

- REVEAL?

- SNOW HEART IN TREE

- YEAAAA

- IS HE CRYING

- HES SO HAPPY

- MUSIC KNOWS HOW BIG IT IS

- KISS KISS

- THEY DID THAT FOR THE FANS

- post credit sequal?

- SEQUAL??????

- AND THE PRE MOVIE SCENES

- Overall: harsh transitions, hate ladybugs voice, and a bit rushed, and I despised the ending was anticlimactic with ladybug, but overall for a miraculous movie was alright it has amazing animation

- They somehow made it cater for both the old and longtime fans and young and newbie fans good job (for the most part)

- I don’t have a rating since it’s a stand alone movie so I’m just gonna go cry in the corner until season 6 or more ladynoir

[degreeofdisorder]

young royals s3e2 episode reaction

heavy breathing on speakerphone? are they having phone sex?

oh no. just longing. that is genuinely worse

"what would you have done if I was there" ok nvm they're gonna have phone sex

OK NVM IT'S STILL JUST LONGING

WHAT ARE YOU? ADULTS?

oh that was really sad

are they ever not gonna get interrupted by knocking. on god.

vanessa gives me the heebie jeebies

y'all vincent is SO dramatic he should genuinely drop out and become an actor.

not the uncomfortable looks between the third years re: the gay porn movie sjfkdjfld

"no one's been bullied" and pans to alexander. yeah. fr.

I knew they were gonna talk shit abt wille as soon as he left.

hm. of course august wants to defend that.

how surprising, ludwig not going to see wille

oh, kristina is fully unraveling huh

bro farima is starting to piss me off too

seriously. not one single functioning adult in this whole damn country.

"so the plan is to not do anything until it looks bad to not do anything" isn't that the plan for all royal families for eternity?

god they're so cute with their piano and their hand holding and their talking about their feelings

simon: close the school !!!!!! wille: wait no

or are you just with me because we go to the same school skflsjfdljfslrk I MEAN.....

like that's not an unfair assumption y'all wouldn't have met otherwise bffr

hm. okay

awww yeah felice is a baby I love her

DIVERSITY

BROOOOOOOOOOO LMFAO OF COURSE IT WAS THAT

DISGUSTINGGGGGGGGGG FUCK YOU LADY FROM THE INCREDIBLES

YEAH FELICE GET THAT

NOT THE TICKLINGGGGG

omg the lil high five/hand shake thing with wille and simon I'm gonna start crying they're so cute

ooooooo a camping trip. love this for them.

WHY ARE THEY BEING SO CUTE

BRO IM IN SHAMBLES I LOVE ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP WILMON SO MUCH STOP

"do you think we'll get to sleep together" WHO ARE YOU NICK AND CHARLIE AT PARIS?? STOP THAT

god they're so fucking cute I'm gonna kms

oh her and micke having a whole conversation like parent and child? ok

OH SHE NO LONGER WANTS TO WORK WITH HORSES

OH SARA NOOO

oh wow sara's a whole driver huh

so weird to have sara and micke bonding. like genuinely so weird.

HE JOINED THE CHOIR NNNOOOOOOOOO

JAKFJSKFJDKFJDJF THATS SO FUCKING FUKNYKFKTJDKGKDKFKDLFK

I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS I'M GONNA DIE OF SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT

FELICE'S WIDDLE FACE OH NO

SIMON'S FACEJSKFJDKGJDLFKDLFKFL

oh they're making out now huh

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED TO SING - I DONT LIKE TO SING I LIKE TO LISTEN TO YOU SING

yo this season is wish fulfillment in every goddamn way

like they're so fucking precious I'm gonna fucking die

awww nothing more precious than rotting with your girl besties

a petition lol

why's he allowed a laptop and not a phone though? that makes no sense

oh. oh um.

oh well that sounds an awful lot like sexual assault huh

lil bro's got a full blown eating disorder huh. you need therapy not exercise

HE'S CALLING SARA

HE'S CALLING SARA AND TEARING UP

WHY ARE YOU TALKING TO HIM

GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HIM

oh uh simon tore him a new one huh

ooooooo protective bf wille going all out

listen. I don't *enjoy* abuse of power

but every time wille reminds august who's the heir and who's gonna be king n shit, it's just. it gets to me all right. it gets to me

aw come on that was barely a fight

NOT IN FRONT OF BORIS

"mediation talks" THEYRE SENDING THEM TO COUPLES COUNSELING DJFLFJRLDJRLDJFLDJFLDKFLDKF

STOP THAT IS THE FUNNIEST POSSIBLE OUTCOME DJGKDJFLSKFLSKGLSJGLSJFLSJ

oh come ON SJDLSJFLDJFL

listen I know this is supposed to be dramatic but A RELIGIOUS PAMPHLET I'M GONNA DIENDKFKSKGJDLFKDLGKDLFK

I thought I was gonna be immune to any and all mentions of any sort of revolution, turns out I'm not

oh good lord no

simon don't do it

oh he did it. oh yeah fucking wonderful.

teenagers, y'all.

sure, baby. be the very public boyfriend of the future king of sweden, get a fuck ton of hate (and be accused of social climbing), post an original song about revolution, profit. a+ decision making here. I see no flaws.

oh, yeah, of course farima is in this bitch

this is stressing me out lmfao

ugh.

NO DONT SAY THAT

NOOOOO

WHEN I WANTED A MUTUAL ILY I DIDN'T MEAN DURING A TENSE MOMENT

I mean I'm actually like really glad they're both tense and still reminding each other that they love each other. #communication

but oh no

"I've taken care of myself and sara since we were kids" yeah wonder why that was [stares at linda and micke]

girlhood, man. so beautiful.

OH FELICE IS TALKING ABT RACISM

not stella going "you're so so beautiful" like yes she is that isn't the problem

ok fuck you valter

WHAT GIRL WOULD YOU BE DATING lmfao

WHAT ABOUT THE NONBINARY ONES YYYYEEEAAAAAAAAA MADDIE

nonbinary regnant maddie

tbf simon....... like wouldn't y'all want to get it on lmfao

it makes me very sad tho. the fact that no one would wanna sleep in the same tent with them. homophobic.

FELICE SAVES THE DAY ONCE AGAIN

bro I am so into felice + wille + simon. a wonder.

the lil hammock bit I love them so much

NOT MARIEBERG CRASHING THE CAMPING TRIP

I'm genuinely so obsessed with them they're being SO PUBLIC like that's a power couple right there

STELLA AND ROSH?!!?!!??!? +/? +? /?? =!!

STELLA??? AND ROSH?????????

bro this is straight out of a fanfic I can't stop laughing

STELLA EHSKFJSKFJDKR

fredrika is so nasty and for what sjfkdjfkdjfkdkf

WILLE NOJFLFJDLFKDLFKDLGKD

oh my god

oh that's so fucking awkward akfkskflskd

THAT IS *NOT* THE SAME THING WILHELM BE THE MOST FUCKIN FOR REAL

oh that's a class divide fr in there. wow.

WE HAVE TO WORK TO AFFORD THINGS

DID HE JUST SHUSH HIM

WHAT THE FUCK

wilhelm that is *so* fucking *low*

like ohohoho you're rich like me now because you got your UNDERAGE SEX TAPE LEAKED

that is *so* low holy fucking shit

oh wow

okay that was stressful

I do love those artful shots of wille

oh. ludwig speaks. didn't know he had a voice. I assumed kristina had it on some conch shell necklace.

TAKING TIME OFF????

"is it my fault?" WILLE NO. NO

oh yeah that's gonna be stressful isn't it

god

[pearl-blue-musings]

Okay bet

Hmmmmmmmmmm

Oh! How about “please don’t leave me” with ShinBaku (can be x reader or just the ship, up to you) but with lots of fluff. So maybe like a hurt/comfort thing?

Ooooooo I can do that for ya 💜

Some hurt/comfort with some poly bakushin cause it’s on my mind

It was later than usual when your two heroic boyfriends came home. You were jarred awake by the sound of the front door slamming and yelling. It was muffled at first but as you got readjusted, the words became clearer.

“You dumbass! You could’ve gotten yourself killed, do you just not care about the people that love you?”

Hitoshi?

“Tch, I didn’t die, did I? So a successful day. Stop nagging me!”

Katsuki?

The stomping and yelling gets louder as you peer from behind the door and attempt to step into the living area of your apartment. You see Bakugou’s shadow throw some of his clothes on the ground and Shinsou picking them up aggressively. “Don’t just throw your shit everywhere,” Shinsou chides, “and you know they’re asleep so shut up will you?”

Bakugou stops in his tracks and turns toward his purple haired boyfriend, seething through his teeth. “Don’t tell me what to fuckin do!” Bakugou slaps his hand away and steps into the kitchen, wanting to some stress cooking. He starts to rip open the cabinets and refrigerator in frustration. When he’s unable to find what he needs, he slams his hands on the counter in misplaced rage. “Damnit! Who the fuck rearranged the kitchen?!”

“Katsuki,” Shinsou sighs, “if you had looked at your phone, (y/n) did some cleaning today and-“

“And that gives them the right to change every fucking thing?!”

Shinsou rolls his eyes and gently closes the cabinets. “Keep your voice down. You’re getting angry at the wrong thing.”

You slowly walk up to them trying to keep your tears at bay. The creak in the floor alerted the two men to your presence and they turn to you. “I-“ you start. “I’m sorry, I was trying to tell you but-“

Bakugou interrupts your explanation and steps into your face. “You know damn well I don’t check my phone on patrol, and especially when we have an important mission like today! I almost died today saving the fucking day, and all I wanna do is come home to a kitchen I recognize!”

The silence is deafening after his short tirade. Bakugou’s chest heaves as he catches his breath. Shinsou had moved to your side to wrap a comforting arm around you. It didn’t help unfortunately as you had already begun to cry. It’s not until the blond hears the sniffle is he shaken from his anger. Shinsou’s grip tightens on your shoulder as he feels your begin to shake with fear and sadness. Bakugou raises a hand toward you but you shy away. He’s, well neither of them, had ever yelled at you like that and you were terrified.

“Sweetcheeks, don’t do that…”

“You’re sleeping on the couch tonight.” Shinsou commanded as he carefully takes you toward the bedroom. You wipe at your eyes and turn with him, resting your head in his shoulder.

“Wait,” Bakugou starts with a crack in his voice, “let me explain.”

That sets off Shinsou who quickly turns around. “You don’t have to explain shit! You almost die, walk away like nothing happened, and then angrily yell at the two of us. Not tonight.” He returns to walking you to your room for a few quiet seconds. And in that silence you hear it.

“P-please…don’t leave me. I’m sorry.”

There have been times in your life when you had experienced despair in the form of love and seen it happen. But the expression on Bakugou’s face of anguish and pain was something you never thought you would have to see. Tears cascading down his face as his shoulders slump and he finally relaxes. It was therapeutic for not just you, it’ll be for the three of you.

He huffs and slides down to the floor. “I didn’t want Hitoshi to die. So I jumped in front of him. And then I thought of you, I thought I’d lost the two people I love the most and, fuck!” He stomps his foot on the ground, “I felt so weak to almost lose against someone like that. I felt pathetic.”

The two of you wait for him to finish before slowly approaching him and curling in on him. The two of you gently console and hold him. You let him cry what he can which leads you to cry again. Shinsou stays strong and gives the tops of your heads lovingly. The intense aura that once befell the apartment has dissipated to a calm sense of love and understanding.

“Suki,” Shinsou begins, “I was terrified for you out there. I didn’t understand your anger and I got mad at you too. I’m sorry I should’ve been more understanding.” He kisses his cheek and places his head onto his own shoulder, opposite your head. Shinsou breathes deeply as the three of you rest against the hallway wall, dwelling in the reverie of the moment. You reach your hand over to Bakugou and rest your hand on top of his.

“Babe I’m sorry for rearranging the kitchen. I sh-should’ve waited until you got home to talk about it.” You squeeze his hand and rub your thumb in his the back of his hand. “I don’t wanna lose you, either. Or you Toshi.” You send him a cheeky smile and kiss the corner of his mouth. “Today must’ve been really hard for the two of you. Listen, ‘Suki,” you turn toward him and cup his face. “You are one of the bravest and strongest people I know. You’re not weak, but if you ever feel that way… know that it’s okay. It’s okay to feel weak. Because you have me and Hitoshi to back you up when you feel less than.” You gently kiss his lips. “And you are not weak.”

Bakugou holds your hands and smiles gently for the first time in hours. He then let go to focus on Shinsou. “I’m really sorry fuzzy head. I just, I couldn’t imagine seeing you die in front of me. I panicked a bit.” He sighs before placing a hand on his thigh. “I’ll fix the cabinet doors and I’ll order our favorites. How does that sound?”

You two nod and start to get off the floor and hug each other tightly. In a slightly uncharacteristic move, Bakugou interlocks yours and Hitoshi’s fingers with his own and looks away with a slight blush. “Can we, uh, cuddle on the couch? I wanna hold you two close tonight.”

You smile happily as the three of you head toward the couch. You throw on your comfort movie as Bakugou orders from your favorite take out as Shinsou grabs a blanket. You briefly think that this is how the night should have started but you’re glad it’s how it ended.

[yourkimjaejin]

Moxy's Valentine Fallout

This came to me after the valentine's post I did. Maybe I'll do one for each members but who knows. Anyways, Enjoy ~ Author Izzy. Also, (늑대 새끼 means wolf cub in Korean)

A week after valentines day, Red Velvet’s Dorm, Yeri’s room

Shrill screaming was all that could be heard in the dorm.

Yeri wondered what could cause her friend to call an emergency sleepover. But when she saw the gold bracelet sitting pristine in its box, she knew she was needed. 

So much help she was being. Yeri had been screaming for twenty minutes. 

“Yeri you're not helping.” “HE BOUGHT YOU JEWELRY FOR VALENTINES DAY!!?!?!??!” “Would you shut your mouth!! Our Unnies could come back any minute and hear you.”

“I can’t believe this! Renjun. Sweet, sweet baby Renjun got his girl jewelry.” Yeri stared at the bracelet as if  a halo would appear over it. 

Moxy rolled her eyes, “I'm not his girl.” The mention of being ‘his’ in any way turned her cheeks red. 

“I’m not his girl yet. We talked about this…changing the narrative. Speaking life into your love life.” Yeri corrected her friend. 

“I can’t change anything when he doesn’t like me like that.” At her own sad statement Moxy fell backwards in a huff.  Her back landing on the soft top of the bed the girls were sitting on. Yeri looked at her friend sadly.

Yeri had a front row seat to how the story unfolded between Renjun and Moxy. It went from being relative strangers to friends to something more. Something they both hadn't yet defined. They were so close yet so far. The bracelet, to Yeri, seemed like a good step in the right direction. 

If only Renjun and Moxy would get their heads out of the sand

While Moxy was sulking, her phone buzzed with an incoming text message. Moxy doesn’t let many of her friends answer her cell. But Yeri has been a friend for so long, She has special privileges. Picking up the other girls phone she was meet with a message from ‘Yellow323’

Hey, just wanted to let you know I made it to the hotel. Have fun with Yeri-noona!

Rolling her eyes, she backed out of the conversation. Yeri was ready to put the phone away when another chat message caught her attention.

I can’t wait to see you when we get back from Australia. I’ll make sure to bring a TON of snacks for you to try. Stay safe!

The name at the top confused her even more. “Moxy?” “Hmm?”

“Who’s 늑대 새끼” Yeri asked, holding up the text messages for Moxy to see.

“늑대 새끼? Ohhh!! That’s Chan.” Moxy waved it off. But this was news to Yeri. The most guys Moxy talked to were all in SM. 

“Chan….like seventeen’s Dino!?!!!” Yeri's voice shot up, the shock showing in her voice.

“No! Chan as in Bang Chan….from Stray Kids.”

OOOOOOO A new contender has entered the arena 👀👀

[ruinikaido]

Ooooooo did you fully catch up with dungeon meshi :D what are your thoughts

I DID NOT I FORGOR WHERE I WAS BUT IM DEFINITELY NOT AT THE END however here are some character thoughts ill try to go more in depth soon but

Laios:My husband like we're literally getting married i love him so much. I think people overexaggerate his weirdness and flatten his character in a very frustrating way like that which makes me sad because hes genuinely such an interesting and refreshing protagonist in a way where like he just does his own thing the whole time he doesntcare . AND he loves his friends and food and monsters life is beautiful and also he may become a king which is pretty awesome. I fucking love him bro i do wish he was a freak more often though to be honest because its funny but you know i hate fanon him for that reason too though so

MARCILLE: I LOVE HER SO MUCH SHES WONDERFUL SHES SO CUTE AND SMART AND COOL I LOVE GIRLS LIKE HER THAT ARE LIKE idk how to describe her character but its good guys. I think her fear of death and losing her loved ones is really interesting and i really like her dream sequences and stuff like that. i love when the rest of the group comforts her its very cute. i think one of my favorite moments with her is when laios comforts a kid version of her in her dream or when she was done using everyones dead bodies against the rabbits and brought them back to life and broke down about it that was soooo. Omfg i fucking love marcille. also shout out to marcilles succubus she has my taste fr. Oh Also shout out to laios's succubus that looked like a crazy beast version of her that was awesome. Also her relationship with falin is so forgive me for saying this word but "wholesome"

Senshi: Backstory interesting.He is my grandpa. that is all i love him but i dont have much to say about him

chilchuck: My adorable divorced man i love how grumpy he is sometimes and also his dynamic with izutsumi (who i love btw i love her little catgirl self) is so adorbs and i just like him in general hes great i have more to say but i forgor

KABRU and MITHRUN: putting them together becauase i cant sum up my thoughts on each of them individually cuz it would be really long and insane but to keep it short THEY ARE BOTH SO INTERESTING oh the dungeon sorceror master person too. All cool i like them esp kabru i like how much he hates laios and mithrun is so chill and kinda scary but also just has a cool vibe to him very nice

Falin: Fawin T_T so many thoughts but cant say

Anyway theres obv a lot more important characters than this but this is just whats in my mind rn

[mamamittens]

Sick Leave (+18)

Commissioned by @cebwrites

Fandom: One Piece

Pairing: Trafalgar Law/Kirin(OC)/Reiji(OC)

Warnings: Light medical kink, sex while feverish/temperature play, doctor title kink, oral sex (male recieving), overstimulation, and unsafe sex.

Word Count: 2,781

It starts as most illnesses do.

The most fucking ridiculously loud sneeze Law had ever heard in their life. Smack dab in the middle of a somewhat teasing phone call that could turn into something more fun if Law felt like being nice. Kirin, mid-dirty joke about ‘checking out his package’, sneezed.

The kind that Law could easily imagine lifting the other man up onto his toes with a whole-body flinch. And needed a package of tissues for cleanup afterwards. Gross and horrifically loud.

Law blinked slowly as Kirin whined in complaint, followed rapidly by yet more sneezes.

“Awwww noooo—HYATCH-CHU!” Law yanked back the phone, nearly dropping it in shock as Kirin sniffled some more.

“Kiri-ya… are you coming down with something?” Law scowled, nose wrinkling in disgust. He may be a surgeon, but dealing with something a sharp knife can’t fix was not their idea of a fun time.

“Noooooooooo…” Kirin whined as Reiji laughed softly in the background.

“Yeah. He is.”

“Recchan! Trai—HYECH-CHU! Noo-ooooooo! I’m not sick! Take it back, you bastard!” Law huffed.

“Stay at least twelve feet away from me.” Law informed him before hanging up the phone, cutting off any form of protest that might arise at the cold statement. He was not taking any chances.

Of course, since when has Law ever really gotten what he wanted.

“No.”

“C’mon, someone has to make sure Kirin doesn’t drown in his soup,” Reiji said with a huff.

“Sure… and where will you be again?” Law asked sarcastically.

“The family vacation I told you about, Law. You know my father doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer.” Law supposed he could give him that one. Mihawk was… an interesting man. But not, however, one that is interested in excuses. Even reasonable ones such as their lover being dreadfully sick. “You won’t even have to do much—just make sure he’s still breathing every now and then while making him take his meds. And soup. Can’t forget the soup. He pines for it, Law. It’d be cute if it wasn’t so sad.”

That… did sound amusing. Not amusing enough to do it, but definitely enough that Law was cautiously intrigued by the idea.

“Chicken noodle soup?” Law couldn’t help but ask despite himself.

“Yeah, it’s good for the soul, apparently.” Reiji chuckled, likely referencing something that Kirin said while delusional as hell. “He may also be… a bit whiny for something else.”

Law raised a brow.

“Oh?”

“Don’t you ‘oh’ me. You know damn well what else he wants.”

“I am not going over there just to get sick myself. I don’t do colds, Rei.” Law reminded him firmly. Reiji heaved a sigh.

“Fine. I’m pulling out the big guns.” He huffed as Law’s phone dinged cheerfully.

It was a picture message.

Rightfully suspicious, Law opened it up expecting something lewd to tease him into a more charitable mood. Tasteful nudes perhaps.

Instead, he was treated to the sight of an early morning photo. Golden light spilling over white sheets that were crumpled around a fevered, splayed out Kirin. Corner of the sheet artfully covering his damp upper thighs as he dripped in sweat, clearly panting at the time of the photo. Hot face only served to contrast his eyes as he looked at the camera with a dopey, needy smile. He looked like he had slept for only an hour but that hour was the best sleep of his life.

Law growled, pissed that Reiji had accomplished his goal.

Kirin looked like he was either in the midst of a terrible fever or worn out from a marathon of sex. And the prospect of getting to see Kirin like that for themself with only a fraction of the effort was… enticing.

“Fine.” Law bit out with a sneer, growling in frustration when Reiji full out laughed at him.

“Eheheh—hsftph!” Reiji sneezed suddenly. “Ah, I need to dust in here—hfph!”

Law couldn’t help but raise his brow in suspicion with a grimace.

He’d need to bring extra cleaning supplies… and a few masks. Possibly bleach. Actually, it wasn’t too late to back out.

Kirin’s hazy eyes looked up at him from the photo.

Fuck… bleach it was.

Law felt a little better when Reiji met him at the front door looking as well as he ever did with a serene smile.

“Thought that would do the trick. I’m heading off now, try not to strangle him when he sneezes, alright?” Reiji smacked Law’s ass as he passed by.

“No promises!” Law barked spitefully, nearly throwing a bottle of Lysol at his head.

Armed and ready, Law braced himself before heading inside.

Despite his worst fears, it wasn’t… that bad. Kirin wasn’t throwing up at least. Mostly just laying in bed with a fever, half asleep for hours at a time. And as it turned out, Kirin was a total slut for chicken noodle soup. Law was horribly surprised and embarrassingly turned on by the moans that left Kirin anytime he was given another bowl of soup and crackers.

Law fucking swore Kirin sounded the same way getting his dick sucked.

But despite plying his weak, needy boyfriend with soup and cold medicine, Law maintained a healthy distance from him. Having no interest in catching his illness for themself. And usually it was easy. Kirin was hilariously easy to distract from cries for cuddles and affection. At one point, Law just pushed him down gently into the bed and Kirin passed out all on his own. No effort required.

This stage, however, did not last for long.

Law stretched out his legs on the couch, flipping between the tv channels for something interesting to watch before he needed to make yet more chicken noodle soup. The living room smelled strongly of disinfectant and soup. An odd combination for sure.

Kirin shuffled in, throw blanket draped over his shoulders as he wobbled closer to Law.

“Kiri-ya…” Law warned firmly, pointing back the way he came. “Bed. Now.” Kirin sniffled petulantly, sinking to the floor near Law’s legs. Leaning his head onto the couch like a dog being told not to climb the furniture, eyes gazing up at him longingly.

“But baaaabe,” Kirin nuzzled his thigh. “Can’t I lay down with you? It’s so cold in my bed.” Kirin whined, rubbing his overly warm face against Law’s jeans.

“It’d be warmer if you stayed put, Kirin.” Law informed him dryly, jolting when he felt a hot palm settle over their thigh. “You should be resting, Kir. Not trying to jump my dick.”

Kirin huffed, rubbing up higher until he cupped Law’s covered cock.

“Don’t wanna jump it… maybe give it a little kiss? Can’t taste anything right, right now, but I know you’ll still taste good.” Kirin mused, rubbing his cheek against Law’s thigh. “Can’t I see? Give it a try? It’ll be just like medicine—not a drop left behind~” Kirin cajoled Law with a hazy smile. Law hissed as his cock throbbed at the suggestion.

Sex was probably the last thing Kirin needed right now. His fever turning his hot body up to a blazing temperature he rarely was able to match otherwise.

Still maintaining eye contact, Kirin pressed a hot-open kiss to Law’s jean covered thigh. Tongue burning and wet as it drenched their skin quickly. Law hissed, reaching down to yank Kirin’s head back, tv forgotten.

“You’re so damn weak and needy.” Law growled, startled when Kirin smirked, tipping his head into Law’s palm and pressing a burning kiss to his wrist. Licking at his racing pulse.

“Yeah… I really am. C’mon Doctor Law… give me some ‘medicine’.” Kirin moaned, panting against Law’s open palm.

Law grit his teeth and hissed again.

“You’re already here—Get it yourself!” Law ordered without thought. Kirin’s face lighting up as Law neglected to correct themself.

Law watched with heated eyes as Kirin sat up and unbuckled their pants, tugging down the fabric to free their cock. Kirin moaned as it sprang up, thick and throbbing as Kirin clambered up onto the couch. Laying down on Law’s legs as he lapped over the base. Hot tongue swiping up Law’s cock, paying special attention to the barcode Law had tattooed on the underside, before flicking over the head.

Law groaned, throwing back his head and threading his fingers through Kirin’s sweaty hair, pressing down as heat engulfed him. Kirin’s mouth almost felt boiling hot as he swallowed hard, noisily sucking down their length as Law’s heart began to pound. Throbbing against a messy, plush tongue.

“Ffffuck, that’s right. Keep going. Doctor’s orders.” Law moaned, shuddering as Kirin moaned, slipping his sweaty hands under Law’s ass to force his nose into Law’s pelvic bone. Debauched and drooling onto their cock as Law’s abdomen tightened. Heat rivaling Kirin’s fever rushing through his veins as he was pulled closer. “G-Going to take every ounce—every last fucking inch won’t you? W-What a good patient—hhnnngh~!” Law gasped, spine arching as Kirin swallowed hard. Squeezing their cock as he came, pouring down Kirin’s greedy throat.

Law panted, furiously petting Kirin’s hair and face as he trembled. Cock hot and wet as it throbbed. Almost violently shooting out and narrowly making Kirin choke. Law hissed, looking down at Kirin. Face red with tears in his eyes and cum slipping from his lips, Kirin looked starstruck. Tongue running under Law’s cock as though to lap up the excess as it dripped to their balls.

Law pulled him off impatiently. Forcing Kirin back to lay on the opposite side of the couch.

He moaned, arms open as he reached out for a kiss.

Law instead latched onto his neck. Licking up the sweat with a groan, leaking cock grinding against Kirin’s naked thigh.

“Laaawww~ P-Please give it to me!” Kirin whined, weakly grabbing Law’s shoulders as he was ignored. “I’ve been so—gooood~!” Law nipped at his jawline to shut him up.

Law intended to only toy with him. Leave a few marks on his body and bully his clit until it swelled into something else. Maybe let him cum after begging for it a few times.

But the filthy sight of Kirin moaning, lips still slick with their cum set his blood on fire. Law licked up Kirin’s chin and lips, sealing the kiss with a debauched moan. Fingers slipping down Kirin’s body to between his thighs.

Immediately he was drenched right down to the knuckle, sliding in with suspicious ease. Thumb slipping over the piercing under his clit. Law pulled back, panting as Kirin almost wailed with pleasure at having his pussy teased.

“Have you been toying with yourself?” Law asked deceptively soft, pressing in three fingers to show off how easy the stretch was. Kirin moaned, panting and nodding as Law dragged his fingertips along the upper wall. Impossibly hot and wet, Law’s cock throbbed with anticipation. “Tch. Think you can self-medicate, darling? You should know better than that.”

Law lifted up Kirin’s thigh, high up their waist. Kirin eagerly hooking his ankle to lift his pussy up. Law only pulled his wet hand out long enough to slam into place. The easy slide ending with a lewd smack as their balls slapped against wet thighs.

Kirin writhed beneath Law, clutching his body weakly as he trembled.

“D-Doctor! Doctor! Yes! Oooh~ Doctor fuck, yes~!” Kirin whined, trying to pull Law’s face down for another kiss. Law indulged Kirin as he railed into him. Couch cushions squeaking in protest as Kirin drenched both of their thighs in arousal. Law reached down and pinched his clit, tugging the piercing along with it as Kirin moaned against their tongue.

Kirin trembled, whole body shuddering as he squirted and drenched Law’s thighs and cock. Pleased moans turning into whines as Law refused to let up, fucking him into the couch still with a smug grin.

“W-What’s wrong, darling? Treatment getting too intense for you?” Law clicked his tongue, laughing. “I thought you wanted to get better?” Law leaned down and nipped at Kirin’s chest as he tweaked his clit again. Kirin moaned loudly, bucking up into Law’s relentless thrusts.

“I doooo~! T-Too much! Ahn~ D…Doctor please~!” Kirin whined, clutching Law’s shoulders with shaking hands. “O-Oh! Fuck! Fuck! A-Aahhh—hyat-chu!”

Law slammed into the hilt and glared down at Kirin. Kirin gave him a teary-eyed look, sniffling as he tried to hold back a sneeze.

“Don’t you fucking dare—”

“HYACH-CHU!” Law flinched away from Kirin as he tried to muffle his sneeze into his arm. But the damage was done.

Law pulled out and flipped Kirin over, slapping his ass hard before shoving his chest over the armrest. Squeezing Kirin’s ass cheeks with a sneer before settling between his trembling thighs.

Law slipped back in with ease, hot pussy engulfing their cock as Law leaned over. Chuckling at Kirin’s pathetic state, face nearly brushing the floor as he tried to brace himself with trembling arms.

“Much better.” Law purred, admiring the sweaty, rippling expanse of Kirin’s back as he struggled to hold himself up. Law laughed when a single thrust took the tension out of his arms, Kirin whining and trying to look back up at Law as he continued his harsh pace. “Are you going to behave, pretty baby? Take your medicine like a good boy?” Law teased.

Kirin moaned, trembling arms braced against the floor as his hips bounced against the arm rest from Law’s thrusts.

“Y…You’re such a mean fucking doctor—” Kirin complained.

Law grinned, gripping Kirin’s waist to pin him in place better against their thrusts.

“Oh, I can be much worse~” Law threatened. Kirin whined, shaking his head as his long hair tossed about.

“Noooooo~ Oh! O-Ohhh~!” Kirin’s pussy quivered around his cock, almost scalding hot as he rapidly approached another orgasm.

“Then you’ll take your medicine right?” Law asked sadistically as he slammed into Kirin’s ass harder.

“YES! Doctor—ooohhh hahn~!” Kirin mewled, digging his nails into the carpet as he panted.

“That remains to be seen.” Law informed him coolly as he reached down under Kirin’s pinned thighs to tease the cute piercing again.

Kirin wailed, squirting against Law’s cock again so hard he almost couldn’t hilt. The couch protesting the heavy movement as Law slammed his hips against Kirin. Mixed cum dripping down their thighs as Law panted. Kirin’s thighs quivering against Law as he struggled to lift up his chest.

Sweaty and blushing heavily, Kirin looked more aware than before. Like the fever had finally broken just as Law made him cum again.

“Law…”

Law sighed, pulling out slowly to relish the soft heat on their cock. The thick head snagged on Kirin’s tight entrance.

They smirked.

“It’s Doctor Law, to you.” And slammed into the hilt with a rough laugh as Kirin fell back down against the floor with a trembling cry.

“FUCK!” Law yanked back Kirin’s hips until his chest was pinned to the armrest. Partially forced onto Law’s lap as Law rocked forward at a dizzying pace. Law’s arm pulling Kirin’s back to their chest as their free hand continued to bully his clit. Law nipped Kirin’s throat as he used the new position to their advantage. “D-Doctor! Doctor Law, please~!” Kirin wailed.

“Y-Yes, darlingi-ya~?” Law asked breathlessly as he kept up a relentless pace.

“E-Easy! G-Go easier on me—aaaahhn~ Oh yes! Yes~!” Kirin moaned as Law tweaked his nipple.

Law snorted at how easily Kirin changed his tune.

“Are you arguing with your doctor?” Law asked rhetorically as he felt Kirin’s pussy squeeze his cock hard again.

“N-Noooo~! Y-Yes~! Ah! Fuck, D-Doctor~!” Law clicked his tongue.

“Seems you’re still delirious.” Law mused playfully. “Another dose or three should fix that.” He decided, just to be mean.

“T-Three~!?” Kirin whined tearfully. “Mine or yours, D-Doctor? Laaaw~?!”

Law neglected to respond, deciding to tease Kirin’s chest again until he wailed loudly underneath him.

--*--

Law groaned, burying his face into the pillow as his head throbbed.

“Pst—babe, got your soup,” Kirin whispered, shaking Law’s shoulder lightly.

Law growled, burrowing under the blankets as a false chill swept over his body.

“Leave me to my fucking misery.”

“Naw. You took such good care of me, I just have to return the favor.” Kirin chirped in bemusement. “Tomorrow Recchan comes back and he’ll have to join you too, though. So you should enjoy the alone time while you can.”

Law paused, poking his head out in confusion despite the headache at the low light from the bedside lamp. Kirin laughed, looking anywhere but him.

“…Wha?”

“Yeeaaah… Seems Reiji caught a little ole bug too. Funny that.”

Law narrowed his eyes in realization and hissed.

“Weak!”