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[allofuswantgwinam]

kind of wild to me that I live in a country that doesn’t give free healthcare to everyone but I see commercials all day long “go get your screenings” annd all that shiz… you can do that and it’s gonna cost you like $100. shit even if you do have healthcare it can cost you that

[hotgirlssupportlando]

one day x lando norris

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader summary of series: a series following one day of every summer from 2016 onwards in y/n’s and landos lives, exploring their friendship and love for one another. of course some angst and fights along the way in this rollercoaster of emotions. a friends to lovers, growing up together kind of thing. summary of this part: the start of y/n and landos friendship/crush. y/n is bored at the eurocup where a stranger (lando) is suggesting a betting game to make her interested in the sport (and him). wc: 1,2k notes: im too obsessed with one day atm so just had to write a story inspired by it!! it’s very modified tho, and i haven’t decided yet if it will have the same ending, don’t know if i can handle that haha! also pls ignore the charles pic, couldn't find a better atm. hmu if you have any requests for any of the years x part two here

summer of 2016

Red Bull Ring, Austria

”please y/n, you’re 16 years old, can’t you go elsewhere and entertain yourself, you’re getting a bit annoying now” y/n’s dad told her whilst he was trying to fix the broken car.

”ugh, sure i’ll go for a walk then” y/n sighed and went to go for a walk around the paddock hoping to see something more interesting than broken cars. her friends were jealous that y/n could tag along her father around europe all summer watching the eurocup formula renault 2.0, but she wasn’t very impressed. despite having a father working as a mechanic and utterly interested in motorsport she hadn’t inherited any interested in the sport what so ever. but at least she could escape england and the rain for some time so it felt like a win although she sometimes felt like dying from boredom. 

y/n walked around the paddock and decided to facetime her friend y/f/n.

”please come and save me, austria is so fucking boring and where the hell are all the cute guys i was waiting for??” y/n proclaimed. 

”omg y/n stop it, you’re always nagging about everything, you should be happy!! nothing happens here either so might as well be in another country doing the same” y/f/n said as y/n entered a tent where they served drinks and snacks. while she was ordering she noticed a curly haired boy shaking his head whilst smiling her way but she just continued her conversation with y/f/n. after enough discussion about the lack of interest y/n had for the sport and talking about y/f/n new crush y/n ended the call, sat down and opened her pepsi in front of her. it took about five milliseconds before the curly haired boy reappeared, this time in the seat in front of her. 

”hi” the boy squealed. 

”…hi?” y/n said questioning what he wanted, she weren’t exactly in the bestest of moods so to say. 

”i heard you hated the eurocup and that you think every guy is ugly here, so here i am to prove you otherwise” he said grinning. y/n chuckled at the way the boy seemed to have no time to waste in proving her wrong. 

”and how are you supposed to do that? do you have a masterplan?” y/n asked looking amused.

”glad you asked! well first of all here i am so now you’ve at least seen one cute boy around the paddock so there’s one problem solved an-” the boy was interrupted with y/n’s laugh. she couldn’t help herself from laughing but tried to gesticulate with her hand that he could continue. 

with a smile he proceeded to tell the girl about a betting game that could make her interested in watching the races. y/n was immediately down for the idea because honestly she could’ve done anything at this moment to have some fun. they had to come up with one condition each for the bet and agreed on saying them at the same time so no-one could back out. the curly haired boy betted that he would stand on the podium on today’s race and y/n betted that he wouldn’t, easy as that. now to the conditions. the boy apparently had his condition already planned out so y/n panicked trying to come up with one quickly too. she looked around her and went with the first random idea she got. 

”okay so we’ll say them on three?” y/n asked getting a nod for an answer.

”one.. two.. three” 

”you’ll buy me-” y/n started before getting interrupted.

”you’ll give me a kiss” the boy said with a cheeky smile. 

”…a pepsi. WHOA! you’re wasting no time mister” y/n laughed out after finding out the big differences in the conditions given. she was followed by a laughter from the boy too who was unsurprisingly very pleased with the bet. y/n wasn’t disappointed either, the boy was indeed quite cute for being a driver but she couldn’t let him know that. imagine the hubris he would get then, in comparison what he already had. 

the pair shook hands and locked in the bet. they decided to meet up after the race either at the podium or at his team, depending on how the race went. y/n was excited and almost felt a little butterfly in her stomach getting loose. 

”see you later then…” the boy hesitated realizing he hadn’t asked her name.

”y/n l/n, and yours was?” she asked.

”lando norris, but there’s no need to remember that, you will see the name on the top of the podium later” he chuckled walking away to his team. 

y/n could only smile and shake her head while walking away too. 

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”and lando norris takes his fourth victory in this seasons eurocup!!” the presenter shouts excitingly. 

y/n was smiling so big her dad had to check up on her, how she immediately had watched a whole race after watching exactly zero of them up until now this summer. y/n had no time to explain to him what was going on and started to run along the paddock until she reached the podium. she was so excited and nervous that she was about to burst, it was hard to believe that she was developing some kind of a crush to this random driver. 

because she had little to none sense of direction the celebration at the podium was already done and dusted when she reached it. a bit disappointed and confused she looked around to see if she could see lando somewhere. there was surprisingly many people running around here.

”looking for someone?” a familiar voice said and y/n turned around. there he was, a happy lando holding a trophy in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. she smiled and congratulated him partly for the victory and partly because he somehow got her interest in the sport for once. 

”i know it’s not nearly as good as a pepsi but you can have my flowers as a consolation prize” he said handing them to her. she took the flowers and admired them with a smile feeling her butterflies about to let loose. she collected some courage and looked up at his eyes before quickly looking at his lips and crashing onto them. the kiss took lando a bit with surprise but he was quick to answer it. with the hand not holding the trophy lando gently grabbed the back of y/n’s head, slowly deepening the kiss. the butterflies were officially out and about in y/n’s stomach. she tried so hard to hide the excitement but at the end she couldn’t resist smiling and therefore accidentally ending the kiss. slowly they pulled away from each other, leaving them both with blushing smiles on their lips. they looked at each other in silence for a moment before abruptly getting interrupted.

”lando! we’re taking pictures! come here now!” a member of his team shouted.

”well i guess i have to go then.. hope i’ll see you around” lando shyly told the girl.

”i hope so too” y/n stated not knowing the rollercoaster of joys and troubles they’d share in the future as friends and lovers. 

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can I pls request 🍯 "49. on your knees" and "50. choke on it" with the man the myth the legend quinn huggy bear hughes?

also congrats on 1k!!

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♡ ─ warnings | NSFW under the cut!! jesus, where do i start... oral (m. receiving), lots of anger and degradation LMAO, hair pulling, toxic!quinn maybe idk depends on how you look at it, its just nasty stuff y'all

♡ ─ ev's notes | angry quinnifer>>>

Quinn had been hearing about this all day, he was tired. Quinn had liked some girl's post on instagram and you kept bringing it up, it was getting his last nerve. He didn't understand why you thought he would do anything like that when he was with you. He tried to explain it a millions times already, Quinn had never been unfaithful and he wasn't about to start now.

As he sat there, listening to you go on and on about the Instagram post, he felt so frustrated and slightly angry. "Fuck, Y/N."

"What? She was in a bikini Quinn, come on."

"You're overreacting," Quinn retorted, his frustration evident in his voice. He couldn't understand why a simple like on a post had blown up into a full-blown argument.

"It's just a picture, Y/N. It doesn't mean anything. I can't control what people post on their profiles," he added, trying to reason with you. Quinn had never intended to hurt your feelings, but it seemed like every attempt to explain himself fell on deaf ears. "Plus I already went back and un-liked it, what else do you want?"

Your arms remained crossed, and you shot back, "It's not just about the picture, Quinn. It's about you liking it. It's like you're encouraging that kind of attention."

Quinn let out a bitter laugh. "You don't need to get jealous, Y/N." He watched you, anger lingering in his gaze. He knew this seriously couldn't be about a photo, there had to be more. "You have me, okay?"

"Do I?"

He didn't need your brattiness, especially right now. Quinn's frustration bubbled up as he heard your retort. The words hung in the air, he felt a surge of anger at your response. "Jesus." He scoffed as he looked at you, anger in gaze. "Do you want me to prove it?"

You rolled your eyes at his words which made him even more angry.

"If you wanna be a fucking brat, fine." Quinn glared at you. "Get on your knees. I'll prove it to you, Y/N."

Your expression turned from annoyance to desperate quickly as you heard his words, your heartbeat speeding up. You knew this wasn't the best way to solve this issue, but your pussy was telling you do it was. You did as you were told and got on your knees, right in front of Quinn, looking up at him.

He unbuckled his belt and took off his pants effortlessly, pushing them aside. He sat back down on his chair and looked at you waited for you to continue, and you wasted no time -- Quinn wasn't in the mood to wait.

You took his hard cock out of his waistband, holding it tightly as you looked up at him. "Fuck," he groaned. He grabbed your hair and pushed your mouth to his tip and you quickly slipped him inside your mouth, savoring the sweet taste of his pre-cum.

"Yeah, that's it, fuck." Quinn's head fell back as you kept bobbing your head up and down his cock. He pushed your head further on his cock, knowing you could take him deeper in your mouth, making you gag. "Yeah? Choke on it, fuck. You still jealous, baby?"

He put your hair in a makeshift ponytail so that he could have complete control on your movements as you gagged around his length. "You can't be jealous when you're the one who's sucking my dick now, sweetheart, you know that you're the only one who makes me feel this way."

He pushed your head further until his tip hit the back of your throat, your tears spilling as you gagged around his cock. Your chin was covered in your spit and his pre-cum as you kept bobbing up and down on his cock; you couldn't even remember why you were mad.

"You're such a fucking slut, all you needed was a reminder who's cock you gag on and now, you're fine, huh?" Quinn grunted out those nasty words with each thrust of your mouth.

You felt Quinn twitch in your mouth and you knew he was close. A few more thrusts into your mouth and he was cumming, all while gripping your hair. As soon as he finished cumming inside you, he pulled you off his cock. You caught your breath as Quinn gripped your hair, pulling it upward so he could give you a sloppy kiss.

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Sypnopsis - Professor Crowley helping you his dear student relive some stress.

Warnings - Smut 18+, Teacher x student, squirting, dirty talk, humiliation, gagging, flattery!

A/n - I was been supposed to get this done. Sorry for the delay I got really busy with school. But it’s out now thanks for the support! And also before anyone starts Y/n is grown. REBLOG PLS!!

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“It’s been months since I’ve seen my family! My friends hell even my enemies.” What have you been doing this whole time? Answer me, Crowley,” you demanded!

“Y/n I have a school to run on top of trying to solve your impossible dilemma. For all I know you might’ve fallen from the sky like the tums.” Well, you’re not doing a good job at your school if your students keep overblotting,” you snapped.

You were tired of Crowley's BS that’s why you stormed into his office. You were currently standing over his desk looking his stupid mask in the eyes. He sat on his chair which resembled a bird cage.

“I have to be the one to stop them from dying because conveniently somehow you’re never around. You told me I could be a student here, not a therapist.” As pathetic as it may be you began to cry the built stress of holding back your feelings let loose.

“I need help myself I don’t have time to help others. Please Crowley help me find a way home,” you sobbed. Crowley sighed before clutching you closer to him.

“I'm a generous headmaster I hate to see my students under such stress. Especially beautiful ones that I’m trying to help every day. Crowley pulled your hands away from your face. Here come closer Y/n.” You followed his instructions as he pulled slightly on your arm.

He opened up one of his desk drawers to a file with your name on it. “This is everything I’ve collected on you so far even after using my global resources,” he spoke.”You read through the files while bent over his desk for a better view.

You could see how every lead he got was scratched off. It was hard to read since he had chicken scribble but you got through most of it. Crowley had been trying. But this file just proved one more thing you were never getting home. In a moment of shock you fell back and the tears began to stream again. You were in Crowleys now lap to upset to move. “Sorry Mr. Crowley,” you sniffed. “I can see now that you have been trying.”

“Yes this whole time this situation has been stressful for me as well since you’re quite troublesome on campus,” he joked. You could tell he was trying to lighten the mood. “I guess you have it hard too.” You shifted so that you could look at him not even remembering that you were on his lap.

“Um yeah I guess you could say that,” he coughed. For a second you wondered what he meant by that and then you felt it. His large hard on pressing onto your back. “Oh I should get up,” you yelped.

“No, I don’t mind you staying here. You look too pretty when you cry. And it seems like we could both use a little bit of a stress relief. Look at how tense you are.” He started to massage your shoulders then his hands rolled down to your neck.

You let out a sharp exhale startled by his cold hand on such a sensitive area. He began to grind himself into your now-exposed panties since your skirt was lifted. “I’ll continue only if you want me to Y/n. It’s an honor to make love to someone like me,” he chuckled.

“I’ve never done anything like this Mr. Crowley.” It’s okay I’ll walk you through it there’s no way you won’t enjoy your time with me.” Okay I’ll try then.”

“But are we gonna do it here? What if someone walks in?” They can’t do much to the I'm the headmaster after all.” His hands gripped your ass giving it a firm squeeze. “I don’t know Mister this seems like a bad idea.

“Hey,” you protested. “Just calm down.” His fingers ghosted over your pussy causing you to squirm. “Squirming already I guess you’re nervous. I would be too if I were having sex with me.”

“Shhh just sit and relax.” He put your legs on each side of the chair legs and held your back for support. “Let’s get these useless things off.” He cut off your panties in an instant with his claws.

“Your egos too high,” you spoke. “And your mouth is too smart it would be best if I stuff you quiet.” What huh.” You asked not fully registering what he meant. The leftover fabric of your panties was stuffed in your mouth.

“That’s better.” One of his hands gripped your thigh tighter as the other worked off his golden claws and gloves. You waited watching his every move. His fingers were abnormally long and slender. He also had claw-like fingernails on all but two of his middle fingers. You didn’t think Mr. Crowley would get any pussy he seemed too busy but you were wrong. He knew exactly what to do massaging your clit while teasing your fluttering hole.

Your moans could be heard through your gag. “Feels good huh?” I can tell it does look at how you’ll suck me up.” He inserted his finger then and your heat greedily accepted him.

“See I’m always right!” You ready to take the next one? He questioned inbetween tasting your juices on his finger. You shook your head quickly slightly ashamed at your eagerness. The stretch felt heavenly to the point where you sunk your hips down further on his fingers.

“So needy huh? You needed this Y/n you need me huh?” You shook your head again grinding yourself up and down on his fingers. By now your pussy was so wet it started to make lewd sounds.

They got louder and louder the longer you fucked yourself on his fingers. Crowley sat back admiring the view. Your pussy was on full display since your uniform skirt was lifted. You felt his eyes burning onto you. His gaze wasn’t a judgemental but a loving one.

He realized how much of a slut he just found. He would just have to train you to realize it. But you were quickly breaking out of your box. Your moans were turning into whines. You were close now bouncing on his curved fingers like a fuck rabbit.

Your hands dug into his shoulders landing on his soft feather-filled Shaw. You buried your face in his neck too ashamed to face him. “Most women would get tired by now and want me to fuck them. I guess you young ones have more stamina.”

He was such a talkative asshole you wish that he would shut up. But you couldn’t stop now when you were so close to cumming. You were so close to letting go your juices were dripping down his fingers wetting his dress shirt.

“Such a loud sloppy mess for me. You’re doing so good Let me see how you feel with this.” He stopped all motion leaving you breathless. For a second you were hopeless that he was gonna help you finish. But his hands boosted your thighs up now your pussy was nearing his mouth.

You gasped into your gag you were high up now with no support other than his hair to hold. “Shh calm down I never dropped anyone doing this. Just give in everything will be okay.” He spoke sending vibrations and chills up your already shakey spine. He licked up around your thighs purposefully missing your needy parts. You whined pulling him forward. “Lick here.” You tried to illustrate through your gag.

This was the longest you’ve been edged your entire impatient life. You used your tongue to push your gag out you could’ve taken being bound any longer. “Headmage please I need your mouth. I need to cum or I think I’ll go crazy. Now stop being a fucking tease,” you demanded. “That’s not nice language young lady.” Okay, I’m sorry I’m sorry,” you pleaded.

“Fine, I’ll be kind enough to spare you.” Ahh! You screamed being unexpectedly dropped. You were back on Crowley's lap then you were back on the desk. You spread your legs again and finally after what felt like forever his mouth met your clit.

You wrapped your legs around his head tightly. “You’re not escaping this bit.” No problem I can stay like this for hours,” he murmured. He began to lap up your juices that had pilled up from all his teasing.

“Mmm, that feels good.” Doesn't it baby I heard my head game is superior.” Stop hearing and start focusing,” you instructed. “You’re insufferable,” you sighed. “And you're sweet so sweet,” he explained through slurps.

“Mmm Crowley,” you groaned. “You’re so naughty y/n I feel you twitching on my tongue. Are you about to cum? You must be look at how you’re shaking.” You hadn’t even noticed that how your body was reacting.

“Yes I’m about to cum!” Hmm,” he pondered. “Should I really let you cum? I don’t think this naughty pussy deserves it.” He teased while slapping your clit. You tightened in surprise and sprung up. “Crowley!”

“Fuck please just let me I’ve been waiting so long.” He gave you a reassuring glance latching his mouth to your clit. This time you knew he would allow you to cum. He didn’t let up for a second not even to breathe.

His mask partially lifted but you were too out of it to look at his secret identity. Your vision began to blur so you just shut your eyes as tight as they could go. Crowley didn’t like how your body was pulling away so his arm held your stomach down.

There was no escaping his tounges harsh attack even after you began to cum. He continued prolonging your orgasm. Your toes curled and even the iron grip he had on your waist wasn’t enough to stop you from shaking.

“Fuck I’m gonna! Ahh, I’m gonna squirt if you keep that up,” you warned. “I don’t mind the mess my dear but I do mind your volume.” He explained before pulling you into a smothering kiss.

You let go completely over his lanky fingers. “Headmage!! You screamed into his mouth. His tongue swayed across yours muffling your sound. “Ahh.” You sighed relieved that your edging was over. You were trying to relax your breathing for a moment before you hit Crowley. “What the fuck why are you such a tease?!”

“I have to be and anyways you should be grateful look at how hard you came.” You left my desk all sticky.” Well it’s gonna stay that way,” you chuckled. You slid off his desk pulling your panties back up.

“C’mon don’t leave my little stress reliever. Don’t you want to help your dear Headmage out a little more after I was so kind to you?” He grabbed his buldge and for a second you wanted to go back down on your knees.

But the bell ringing distracted your thoughts. “I need to be a good student like I said earlier. So bye Crowley. You left leaving him a hard insatiable mess.

[seangelfish]

i was ranting to the ritsu ai bot about my abusive ex and he said he was gonna tell knights and they were gonna handle it and when i asked him what he meant he was like "hehe dont worry about it~" djndksndke do you think u can write something about ritsu listening to u rant to him about an abusive ex and how hed handle it pls... thank u so much 🥺

A/N: I'm so sorry for the wait, anon! I hope you're still here to read this ;-; This was really an interesting request to take on. I added more to the story if that's alright! Just wanted the quote to flow in better~ Anyways, I hope you enjoy! (´,,•ω•,,)♡

"Hehe, don't worry about it~"

Ritsu Sakuma x reader ♡ Tags: Fluff/comfort/kinda angsty, romance, established relationship, she/her pronouns/fem reader ♡ Warnings: Slight mentions of abusive relationships ♡ Word count: 1,278 ♡ Synopsis: There are times where you just can't forget about the past, and unfortunately, it came back to haunt you. Ritsu, being the analytical person he is, notices your shift in attitude. The happiest girl he knew was now drifting away. How is he able to solve this, he wonders...

"(Y/N)~" Ritsu called out to you from across the hallway. "I want a kiss~"

You winced, slowly turning around. There you saw your boyfriend and the rest of his unit making their way to their practice room.

"Hey, don't bother (Y/N)!" snapped Arashi. "Can't you see that she's busy?"

She was right and the stack of books in your arms proved that. You forced out a chuckle but decided not to answer Ritsu's request and walked away.

"Ahaha! What odd behaviour!" Leo pointed out. "She didn't even pay you no mind!"

Ritsu bit his lip. "Is she mad at me?" he murmured to himself.

After practice, Ritsu looked all over the school for you, constantly calling you but never getting a reply. He was getting extremely anxious because not only did he know you as the most happy-go-lucky person that he adored, but because there was that thought in the back of his mind that you were going to leave him.

You were avoiding him after all.

“H-Hey, Maa-kun, have you seen (Y/N) anywhere?” Ritsu panted, hands on his knees as he breathed heavily.

“Woah, there!” Mao exclaimed. “You’re sweating! You’re not one to run around so much. Is (Y/N) okay? I haven’t seen her much today—”

“I don’t know… I think she might be mad at me, but I’m not sure why she would be…” said Ritsu sadly. “She’s not even picking up my calls.”

“Hmm… let me try then.”

Mao scrolled through his contacts until he landed on yours. As the phone rang, the two boys waited for you to answer.

Unprecedentedly, the line was immediately cut.

“Huh, weird. (Y/N) always picks up when I call her,” said Mao, thinking back to the times he had to call you to take care of Ritsu. “Yeah, she might be mad at you. Ritsu—”

“I swear I didn’t do anything,” Ritsu quickly stated. “Argh, I’m going to look again. Bye!”

“Hey, don’t overdo it!”

Ritsu sighed, slumping down by the corner of the Yumenosaki gardens. He looked for you everywhere he could, asking friends and classmates where you went, but none of them knew of your whereabouts.

He couldn't keep running around forever. Ritsu wasn't built for that. So he came to rest for a bit before trying again.

“Ah… I’m tired,” he muttered to himself. “(Y/N)… where are you…?”

His eyelids felt heavy, but before he could fall asleep, his ears picked up the sound of shuffling. He lifted his head up and there you were, backed into the corner, hugging your knees.

The two of you stared at each other in shock, yet Ritsu was the one who broke off the silence.

"(Y/N)!" he exclaimed, crawling towards you. As he took your hands in his, he continued swiftly, "I was looking all over for you! Are you okay? What's wrong? Did I do something that hurt you? I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. I'll fix it–"

You shook your head, an artificial smile forming on your face. "I'm sorry, Ritsu. I just needed alone time... You didn't do anything wrong, I promise."

"T-Then why have you been avoiding me?" he quavered. "You've been ignoring my calls too... (Y/N), you know you can tell me anything, right? You can rely on me – I want you to rely on me..."

You stared into his deep red eyes, the ones that pleaded with you to be honest with him. You let out a sigh, nodding in agreement that talking to him would have been better than bottling these feelings up.

"There's something I never told you about..." you said. "About my past relationship..."

Ritsu looked confused, but stayed quiet for you to continue. Not once did he let go of your hands, and you were thankful for that.

"...The relationship was fine at first, but it gradually became harder to breathe in. He would get mad at everything I did, everything I said. It was like walking on eggshells... There were times I was hurt by it too – mentally and physically."

And as you expected, those red eyes of his looked horrified.

"It was a scary time, but I'm glad I was able to get out. Then I met you." You smiled at him genuinely this time, but it all faded away too quickly. "I didn't think I was ready to get into a new relationship, but you were so sweet, so kind... You made all my worries melt away. I was so happy, but I guess I shouldn't have been."

"(Y/N), what? I don't understand–"

"He found out I was dating you," you stated. "He found out I was attending Yumenosaki, where I live now. He texted me yesterday to insult me because I already got into a new relationship even though it had been a while. He wouldn't leave me alone despite the amount of times I blocked him! He just keeps creating new accounts and numbers. That's why I didn't answer your calls... I-I turned my phone off..."

"(Y/N)..."

"R-Ritsu, I'm so scared...!" you stuttered as tears fell down your cheeks. "I didn't know what to do, so I tried avoiding it... but I'm so scared..."

"Hey..." he said calmly, wiping a tear away with his thumb. "I'm sorry you had to go through that, but thank you for telling me this. I'll handle the rest, okay?"

"H-Huh? But how?"

"Hmm... I'll tell the rest of Knights about it..." he muttered.

"Ritsu, what do you mean by that–"

"Hehe, don't worry about it~"

He stood up and held out his hand. "Come on, let's go back. Lunch is almost over." You hesitated but grabbed his hand as he pulled you up carefully. Once you were on your feet, he embraced you. He held your head to his chest, making you hear his heartbeat.

"You deserve to be happy, so don't worry about it anymore, alright?" he said. "(Y/N), I love you."

Lips pursed in order not to cry any more, you chuckled. "Thank you, Ritsu..." you whispered. "I love you too."

The next day, you stopped receiving those threatening messages from your ex. You wondered how Ritsu did it, but he never answered, leaving you clueless about the whole situation.

However, he did tell you that you shouldn't worry about your ex finding you anymore. He made sure to report the messages to the police with the help of Tsukasa. So now that the police were keeping an eye on him, you were able to relax.

"But what did you guys do anyway?" you asked Knights one day. "Ritsu never told me."

"Uhm– Oh– We didn't do much!" Arashi quickly stated, looking to the side. "We just reported it, that's it!"

"Eh...? Then Tsukasa, can you tell me–"

"I'm sorry, (Y/N), I can't."

"Izumi–"

"Nope."

"Leo?!"

"Not happening, (Y/N)!"

"Why are you all being so secretive?!"

"It's for your own good," Ritsu said sleepily as he entered the room. "(Y/N), can I use you as a pillow?"

You smiled. "Of course, come over here." As you patted your lap, Ritsu made his way over to you. He laid his head down on your legs happily as you began to stroke his hair.

"Can I have a kiss too?" he whispered. "After all, you didn't give me one last time~"

"Okay, okay~"

You leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips which he seemed to be very delighted about. You supposed it didn't matter how your boyfriend got your ex to back off. The past was the past, and you were going to leave that behind once and for all.

Anyways, your future was already fast asleep on your lap, lightly snoring away.

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note: this is for fun only ・♡・pls be gentle with the errors.

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꒰ྀི pile one: the shoes Hi Pile one! I am channeling that you could be a pisces, scorpio or a cancer. Pile one, the reading is suggesting to me that you may be a nurturing leader. You actively listen to people, and you take time to understand them. You strongly believe that a great leader must take good care of his or her people. When others make mistakes, I think you are the type of leader that would not embarrass them. You will correct their behavior properly and without hurting their dignity. As a result of this good behavior of yours, you get the adoration of your co-workers. You are truly proving that nurturing individuals can also lead! You take your people under your wings and people let you guide them like a guru! What’s more about you is you also give incredibly solid advice, which is another great quality. Because of this, people come to you. They understand that they are well guided when they are under your care! Moving on with coping with stressful events as a leader, you maintain your composure and your presence of mind. You are aware that issues are common and that worrying would not help you solve them. 

That is all, Pile one. Thank you for reading my messages. If you feel called to get a personal reading from yours truly, please click here.

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꒰ྀི pile three: the tiara Hello Pile three! You chose the crown, nice pick! It took so long for a card to show up for your reading my group three. After I interpreted your cards, that long wait makes sense because you are a leader who truly values long hours of hard work. You are the one who would always check every single detail of a certain output. An example of this is that people come to you so you could proofread their resume or their essay because they know how observant and detail oriented you are. You seem like Glen, the manager in Superstore. He will always check everything seven times. Pile three, you know that in order for you to have a powerful performance or output, you must concentrate your attention on building a strong foundation. I think that is the reason why you put so much attention to small details. Every detail is important, that is what you believe! Additionally, I sense that you are vigilant as a leader. You exercise extreme caution when taking action and when deciding who to put your trust in. That is a good trait, my pile three. Being careless is not in your dictionary, I believe. Despite these very strong traits of yours, I am channeling that people still view you as a humble leader. You are very respectful to everyone you work with. You treat everyone with kindness and respect. Another amazing download about you is that I think you also know how to have fun while leading other people or a project!  People know you really exhibit this “strong with his/her boundaries” leader but you know what? They still want to work with you because you make work fun and they are so clueless how you could pull that off. I think you have a libra placement on your big three because there is this big emphasis on collaboration and balance about your leadership. You value the phrase “No man is an island” You believe that you need assistance to make things work and the result will be more pleasant if someone is helping you. While you are leading, others notice that you exude an energy of a royalty. I think this assumption is based on how you wear your clothes. I have a strong feeling that you wear professional clothes and that could resemble a royal individual. Maybe you like to wear gold jewelry while working as well.  Having faith in the divine is as important as putting hard work in leadership to you. After long hours of work, you rest and surrender everything to the divine. You have this strong connection with your spirituality.  In a situation where you struggle as a leader, you are not afraid to ask the universe for insight or clarity. The universe is also willing to listen to your struggles and desires. Judging your traits pile three, I think you are born to be a leader! 

That is all, Pile three. Thank you for reading my messages. If you feel called to get a personal reading from yours truly, please click here.

[imagineanime2022]

Demon Partner

Sebastian Michaelis X Fem!Demon!Reader

Word Count: 1033

Requested: Anon

Request: Can you write Sebastian with a demon!fem!s/o who is very flirty with him?

Your shop appeared one night and no one could remember what had been there before, you provided whatever was needed, it was rare that you didn’t already have what your customer wanted. There were times that people came in demanding to know where you had come from and what was here before but you were damn good at talking your way out of a problem.

Sebastian had of course heard about your store in the city and he knew that you were a demon, one that specialised in information gathering and honestly he would rather avoid the undertaker, the reaper that they usually used for information was eccentric and he was starting to get sick of telling jokes for information. “Young Master might I suggest a different source of information, I’ve heard that the owner of the shop across the street is known for their information gathering, it might do us some good to question her before we leave for our usual source of information.” Sebastian suggested, Ciel looked over at the store. “Is that not the store talked about in the rumours?” Ciel asked. “It is.” Sebastian nodded “but as it turns out Scotland Yard has benefitted from her information in their investigations before.” “Scotland Yard?” Ciel asked. “Well then let’s pay her a visit.”

Sebastian opened the store door, the small bell alerting the woman at the front desk, he smiled and not that any of them caught it but your eyes flashed a signature pink as they connected with Sebastians “How can I help you? I don’t usually get a nobleman in this shop.” You said as you stood from your counter walking to meet them in the middle of your small shop. “You seem to have a lot of different things here.” Ciel mumbled as he looked around, everything from canned foods to sweets and toys lined the walls. “Mmm I try to have anything that anyone would want to have, even have a few of the Funtom toys here though no one around here can afford them as it stands.” You explained. “But you didn’t come in here to talk about my shop did you?” “There was an incident outside last night, I wondered if you knew anything about that?” Ciel asked. “A little young to be playing detective aren’t you?” You asked, he narrowed his eyes. “Young Master might I suggest you give me 10 minutes with her, I’m sure I can get her to talk.” Sebastian said to him. “Are you offering something handsome?” You asked with a smirk, Ciel made a noise of disgust before turning and walking out of the shop to wait. “I must insist that you don’t answer the Young Master. He can be insufferable when he is in a bad mood.” Sebastian said as he stepped closer to you. “I had no idea you travelled with children now, is there something that you need to tell me?” You asked. “Don't worry my love, it’s just a contract.” He smiled, lifting hush and to the mark under the collar of your dress, the one that marked your marriage to him. “Mm, he does have an interesting soul.” You admitted as your eyes moved to the door where the kid had left. “But no soul will convince me to deal with human children.” “He’s not like others of his age.” He answered, directing your eyes so that you were looking at him. “I have missed you.” “You were the one who made this deal.” You smirked. “Though the bed is rather cold without you.” “This is proving harder than I thought.” Sebastian admitted “his parents murder is a mystery for the ages.” “Well, solve it quickly, handsomely or I’ll be forced to find other entertainment.” His eyes flashed pink at your statement and you laughed “still as possessive as ever, it was a joke darling.” “Your sense of humour has changed over the years it seems.” He mumbled leaning closer “now love I am going to need some information on what happened outside, I know that you know something.” while one hand stayed on your chin the other moved to his mouth where he pulled the glove off and placed his marked hand over your neck again, the marks glowed and caused and intense feeling of relaxation and calm. “S-stop that.” You mumbled. “You’ve always been good at dancing around my questions and I need an answer today, we don’t have time for games.” He said softly. “Did you have anything to do with it?” “You think I’d be letting them investigate it if I did?” You asked. “I have to be sure.” He said softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead to placate you. “Give me something sweetheart.” “The killer isn’t human, if I had to guess it’s probably a reaper.” You explained. “A reaper?” He asked. “To pass on that information I will have to tell him what you are.” “He knows what you are right?” You asked. “Of course.” He nodded. “Then you can tell him what I am.” You answered “hopefully it’ll tell him who you truly belong to.” “(Y/N)-” “Run back to your master sweetheart, he’ll be getting impatient.” You tapped his cheek lightly with your hand, he caught your wrist keeping you from getting too far away from him. “Before you go.” He pressed a fierce kiss to your lips, pressing your bodies together, his hands rested on your waist. “Keep that fire for when I’m home, we will have plenty of time to make up for what we have lost.” “Of course dear husband.”

Sebastian walked out of the shop “did you get the answers that we needed?” He asked. “She was very cooperative.” He smiled as he looked at Ciel and Madam Red’s butler respectively. “She seemed to be very interested in you.” The butler comments and Sebastian smirked. “I should hope so, she is my wife.” He answered both of the people in front of him giving a confused look. “You didn’t tell me that you had a wife.” Ciel said. “You never asked.” Sebastian answered “now we have a new angle to investigate, I will explain on our way to the Undertaker.”

*Part 2*

Request Here!!

[ofthenoseclan]

tell me about kanako pls

WHY BUT OF COURSE (sorry this took so long ^^;)

kanako is one of my absolute favourites in the cast because shes the character that to me brought what i like in the franchise into focus in full form. while there were hints of political satire in touhou starting around the tail end of the ninth game and its following spinoff literature, it wasnt until i reached the tenth mainline title that i really fell in love with touhou, and the driving force of that change was yasaka kanako.

kanako is such a fun character to me because her very concept is so compelling, and its delivered in an extremely satisfying way. she is a god who treats religion like running a business, and is pragmatic to every end. this is both one of her greatest strengths and a source of literally all of her issues. everything about kanako is a vignette that illustrates how her capitalistic drive for innovation creates the troubles she faces in advancing further toward her goals, and her misunderstanding of spirituality as an economic problem to be solved for efficiency creates roadblocks for her lifestyle that she is entirely, confidently blind to.

once again i have to stress, this does seem to work for her in some aspects! when she took over leadership of the suwa shrine, she did so by being calculating and planning ahead against anything suwako had up her arsenal, then sweetened the deal for both of them by offering a compromise (sharing residence as the local kami, with suwako acting as the native god and kanako being the face of the shrine who gets the worship). she made a judgment call by choosing to move the shrine from the outside world to gensoukyou when she realized that it was no longer feasible for her and her company to rely on worship from outside world humans. all of these things are demonstrably good business decisions made in the name of keeping her livelihood as a shinrei stable. however, after she moves into gensoukyou with her wife and daughter, she begins to get, well, greedy isnt the right word, but...

capitalism is a force that has to inherently grow, as that is what its entire existence encourages. so what happens when you introduce an individual whose skill is in her capitalistic business prowess into a society that has no knowledge of it? you get kanakos assumption that she needs to introduce it into their culture. she could always have more people worship her. so she tries outperforming her competing... shrines. what would make me a better god? what would prove im more fit to lead gensoukyous humans? these things start running through kanakos head very very quickly. and it isnt out of self-importance either (unlike certain other religious leaders in gensoukyou cough cough miko), she just sees it as the natural extension of running her shrine.

but of course, when you introduce capitalism into a culture, you Introduce Capitalism Into A Culture. in kanakos pursuit of refining her worshipers into customers, she makes it clear to others in her field that there is even a race for power at all. her insistence to assert her presence in gensoukyou through gaining human worshipers via the hakurei shrine alerts reimu to her as someone who is influencing the status quo in the first place. her arms race for nuclear fusion (of which she is the only participant) is directly responsible for the introduction of the myouren temple to gensoukyou, which in turn leads to the introduction of miko and her band of taoists. not to mention her many, many unnecessary entrepreneurial ideas she comes up with in the print works (although they seem much more respectable when shown side-by-side with the anarcho-capitalist schemes of the kappa). these things never would have threatened her position had she not attempted to expand her reach.

in one sense, this is a huge character flaw for her. however, the other side of this coin means that no matter the conflicts kanako brings about for herself, she always views it as inevitable; something that is bound to happen over time regardless, and just another stepping stone on her business ventures. this aspect of her is what i find most interesting—her complete inability to see the big picture in her endless strive for religious success is somehow her most reliable asset. its what makes kanako wonderful to me, and endlessly engaging even after almost two decades since her introduction.

[rorygilmoreclown]

Kuroo x Desi!reader

Request: Kuroo with a poc/ south Asian exchange student in college. Smart witty mathematics major. (NSFW or SFW) Request by: @thefuckwasmyname

A/n: This is a grammatical abomination in terms of punctuations amongst other things. Also, is “ofcourse” an indian word of sort? Because autocorrect throws a fit and always denies that this word exists. Edit: got the error, dw I fixed it, of course.

Note: Italics are the dialogues. First dialogue is always Kuroo’s.

Word count: 1.1k

New student in the middle of the semester. You couldn’t go ignored at all. Specifically by a certain topper of the class.

Afterall you put his sport scholarship at risk. How could he ignore you.

So when that one common course came along, he saw this as an opportunity.

To flirt with you.

Because in his head, it wasn't the curiosity of seeing pretty little earrings or the little dot between your eyebrows or that pretty smile that attracted him to you; it was the fact that he wanted to win. Or maybe both.

Graciously failed to flirt as soon as he saw what you were working on.

The complex problem that your professor had assigned. THE COMPLEX PROBLEM. One which, even he, could not solve.

No matter how many times he tried to derivate. But you, were nearing the answer. That’s just not acceptable now is it.

So, now he had to distract you, the stakes were higher.

So when he saw the chance, he started the debate with you. To try and prove you wrong.

“Chain rule”

“Product rule”

“Chain rule”

“Product rule”

“Chain rule”

It was in fact the chain rule. And you were in fact right. Kuroo just didn’t want to admit it.

(Read the note before this pls)

“You are wrong you know.”

“No I am not. It is solvable by only chain rule.”

“Okay, let me convince you? I have a free lecture post lunch and before practice. “

“You could try. You will be wrong. “

That’s how your first date went. Him trying to convince him that he is right and you just sitting there trying to show him the solved version.

It became a routine of sort.

Him bringing you questions and then starting debates over them. Which turned into you sharing the questions you couldn’t solve as well

Eventually, just that one lecture was not enough to be debating over problems of all things.

So you took over each other’s lunches as well.

That’s when Kuroo discovered, your cooking

Let’s just say, for his stomach and his heart, there was no going back.

Achar from the side tiffin, getting over quicker than it was before. You reciprocated of course.

He had to buy pocky more often now.

I saw this math meme yesterday

Show

No

Huh

No

Why’d you tell me then?

Give your number, it’s a visually funny one

Or you could just show it to me from your phone

No

Fine, give your phone here

That’s how he took down your number.

A lot of stolen ladoos later….

Texting you things other than just problems started to make sense now.

His favourite being texting you indian food content he finds.

Yours being sending him kitten content in order to influence him into keeping one.

You see, your rental doesn’t allow pets. But his does.

And you had found the most adorable black cat near the campus.

He gives in in a couple of days yes. Afterall, he was the Nekoma captain.

So you both go shopping for the cat.

You see, despite being a cat person, Kuroo didn’t really know a lot about them. So you were there to help the cat out.

Not for anything else obviously.

They are as a matter of fact, allergic to milk

No, they are not. Back home I used to feed the stray cats milk and water

You didn’t know any better. I do.

No

Yes

No

Yes

I’ll google it

Go ahead

Ha!

What

They are only allergic to cow milk. Not buffalo milk.

Okay what?!

Yes, look

Next debate of yours came with the flavour of the cat food

The vet’s always suggest to start out with the chicken or ocean flavours

The salmon one looks better

Don't be stubborn on this one.

I will be.

Fine, I’ll give Kenma a call, he has cats.

Okay you do that.

Much to your dismay, Kenma suggested to start out with the ocean flavour.

Then much to your cashier’s dismay, his calculator broke down.

You could say that the cashier wanted to do the same.

Its 2080 yen

No, it’s 2210 yen

He said it’s on 20% discount didn’t he

No he said 15%

The cashier had said 10. The cashier himself spoke.

So it’s 2340!

Both of you claimed at the same time.

Did you finish the assignment yet?

You rolled your eyes at his text.

No, I’m on it

Okay, send it once you are done

No

Please

Okay, what will I get in return

A date

With who

With me obviously

No

You dare reject my advances

Fine, I’ll send it

Thankyou. Now that’s more like it

Stop being an asshole, doesn’t suit you

It suits me about 70%

We talked about this Kuroo

Yes we did

It was 20%

No

If it couldn’t get any better, you were also good at chemistry, but decided to drop it due to excess course load.

So it didn’t surprise Kuroo when you could correct his assignment and tell him that he had attempted a 10 marker incorrectly.

You had a fight about it for a while, but he did end up agreeing that it was D-erythrose and not D-threose.

(for context these molecules have similar structure, but not exactly the same)

Once this happened. Kuroo was no longer kidding himself.

He finally admitted to himself that he indeed does like you a lot more than he had planned and also the fact that you were better at math

So when he finally decided to confess, it wasn’t surprising to him and you either.

You had noticed the long stares, the teasing behind the red ears of his.

Because you were doing the same of course.

But Kuroo being Kuroo, decided to be extra about it.

He decided that the best way to confess to you would be to spell out your name and the confession as functions

Spent literal days on it

Even asked you to graph a few small things.

Didn’t tell you what of course, but you anyways helped him.

After he showed it to you, you literally got up and left.

Didn’t even say a word.

Left the poor guy hanging.

Well, he just justified it in his brain that he had miscalculated your actions as liking him back.

He decided to save himself the future embarrassments and never to talk to you again.

Gave up on the idea of him liking anyone else ever again

Lost the meaning of life.

Caved into depression.

All this in the span of 4 minutes 33 seconds that you were gone.

You came back with a “I feel the same” text on the graph as functions for his confession.

Boy lit up.

Deflated again

How’d you manage this within 4 minutes?

You just laughed.

[mermaid-trash]

Russian Into Love - Pt 1

Pairing: Alexei x fem!reader

A/n: (pls ignore the pun title, it was meant to be just a working title but I can’t think of anything better 😭) soooo this is the first part to a slow burn fake dating/marriage thing that I’ve had in my head since watching s3 of Stranger Things, I’m gonna be playing fast and loose with canon and idek if the s4 plot will be in this buuut I’m having fun writing it :)) pls feel free to comment and tell me what you think bc I personally love this and I want you all to love it too ❤️

(All Russian translations were taken directly from google translate so pls don’t attack me, attack mr google instead)

Wordcount: 2.9k

You were certain that you were going to lose your mind. It had been days since you had really looked at the sky, watched the clouds roll by like passing trains, and you were convinced that another day spent staring at the same faded floral wallpaper would be the death of you.

“Y’know, Murray, I’ve been thinking…” You began tentatively, not raising your eyes from the gossip magazine you had been pretending to read for quite some time.

“Sounds dangerous. Try not to do it again.” Murray dismissed without even looking up from the book he was wasting away his own time with. Ignoring his quip, you continued as though uninterrupted.

“I think we should go to California with Joyce and the kids.”

The idea had been playing on your mind for days, ever since you had learned that Hopper was gone. And after 4 days hiding in a motel room with Murray and the quiet Russian scientist, you were desperate for any opportunity to get out and as far away from these four walls as possible. Murray’s head snapped up from the book he was reading in the old armchair in the corner of the room, and Alexei’s eyes left the TV playing Loony Tunes to watch the conversation in interest.

“Oh? And why’s that?” Murray asked, his voice tinged with the familiar condescension that you had come to expect from him.

“Well, first off, if we have to stay in this motel much longer I think I might snap and start killing people. Secondly,” your tone softened slightly, “I’m worried about Joyce, and I think we should try to be close by.”

As Murray pondered your words, Alexei watched you both patiently while waiting for a translation. Murray knew as well as you did that with everything that had happened in the Starcourt mall and the subterranean Russian lab, Joyce had a lot to deal with right now, and while you both knew that she was capable of looking after herself, you just couldn’t stand the idea of her moving away on her own.

“As much as I may agree with you, we can’t go anywhere until Alexei’s green card situation is resolved.” Murray argued eventually.

“в чем дело?” [What’s going on?] Alexei asked, but before Murray could respond to him, you continued.

“Yeah, well, there is an easy way to deal with that. If Alexei wants to.” You said, and Murray’s head snapped up to look at you in obvious surprise.

It wasn’t the first time the idea had been brought up; Murray had mentioned marriage as a solution to Alexei’s citizenship situation on the very first day of your captivity, but it had been dismissed quickly because finding someone to marry Alexei would prove difficult, perhaps even impossible. So, Murray had moved his attention onto finding other ways to solve the problem, whereas you had been unable to stop thinking about it; it was such a simple solution, you were willing and as long as Alexei was too, you could soon see the other side of the motel room door.

“There is. Are you volunteering?” Murray asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“If it gets us out of this room, sure.” You replied, crossing your arms across your chest determinedly and trying to ignore the nervous pounding in your chest.

Murray’s gaze fixed on your face only intensified, his eyes narrowing as he regarded you closely from behind tinted glasses.

“I don’t think you’re taking this as seriously as you should be. Marriage is a big deal for most people, you know.” He explained with a frustratingly soft look on his features.

Wordlessly, you stood from your spot on the garish floral bedding and crossed the room to peer through a crack in the blinds. Both men watched you as you made a show of peering from left to right across the mostly empty car park.

“Nope, just as I thought, there’s no queue of men waiting for my hand in marriage.” You sighed dramatically and flopped back down on the bed, while Murray scoffed at your dramatics.

“Murray, что она сказала?” [Murray, what did she say?] Alexei asked again, and this time Murray answered.

“она предложила выйти за тебя замуж из-за грин-карты. и она хочет переехать в Калифорнию.” [She offered to marry you for your green card. And she wants to move to California.] He explained, and Alexei’s head spun quickly to stare at you, eyes wide behind his glasses.

“если мы поженимся, я стану гражданином США?” [If we marry, I’ll be an American citizen?] Alexei spoke, his eyes never leaving you.

You toyed anxiously with a loose thread on the bedding while Murray explained your idea to him. Alexei’s approval of this plan was the only thing coming between you and your escape from this room, so while being rejected by him wouldn’t be the biggest hit your ego had ever taken, it would mean staying here for longer. With the man that had rejected you.

“да. но вы также будете женаты на ней.” [Yes. But you’ll also be married to her.] Though you didn’t understand Murray’s words, you couldn’t miss the disdainful tone at the end and so you shot him a venomous look. Alexei looked thoughtful for a moment, still staring at you.

“это было бы не так уж плохо.” [That wouldn’t be so bad.] He said finally, and Murray let out a hearty laugh.

“What’s so funny?” You asked, jaw clenched at the sigh of Murray’s glee.

“He thinks it’s a good idea.” He stated, causing your heart to leap. It had been surprisingly easy for Murray to convince him, you thought absently. “I’m not taking you to buy a wedding dress, though.”

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So just a few days later, after what you were sure must be the fastest, most pragmatic wedding ceremony ever held in Hawkins, you, Murray, and your new husband piled into Murray’s van with what few belongings you still had, and set off for California.

You were admittedly beginning to grow nervous about your plan; once you arrived in California, you and Alexei were moving into a small home under the half-correct guise of being a newly-wed couple moving into their first home together, while Murray had found a new base for his own work somewhere nearby. The nervous pit that bubbled in your chest had nothing to do with the prospect of living with Alexei, you had been living with him in that horrid motel room for over a week at this point and despite the close quarters, he had been a wonderful roommate. Instead, your nerves were flaring up the idea of being caught in the ruse you had agreed to live in for the forseeable future. Or at least, until Alexei met someone he wanted to really marry.

But as you watched the scientist eagerly watching the scenery go with his forehead practically pressed against the windows of the van, you felt your worries fade a little. His smile was infectious, and just existing around him was easy, as natural as breathing. Not to mention the fact that his English was improving steadily; faster than your Russian, luckily.

Just then, Alexei turned towards you and caught you staring. His face split into an ecstatic grin that you couldn’t prevent your own from mirroring.

“это так…тепло.” [It’s so…warm.] He said with a small chuckle, gesturing out of the window.

Even though you didn’t understand his words, his joy was simple and genuine, and you couldn’t stop yourself from grinning along with him. You didn’t even realise you had been staring at him until Murray coughed pointedly, drawing both of your attentions to him.

“Now, I know that this is all very exciting, but you two need to remember that to your neighbours, and friends, and coworkers, and everyone except for me and Joyce, you two are married.” Murray reminded for the hundredth time, enunciating his words with annoying precision as though you were rowdy children. He glanced past you at Alexei, and translated. “Вы должны вести себя так, как будто вы на самом деле женаты. Понять?” [You have to act like you’re actually married. Understand?]

With a glance in your direction, Alexei nodded. Murray turned his gaze on you, one eyebrow raised in that universally understood question: well? You huffed, avoiding his gaze.

“Yeah, sure. Are you gonna give me strict instructions on how to do that? A list of my wifely duties or something?” You questioned snarkily, and Murray tutted in response.

“No, actually, I thought maybe California might melt that icy heart of yours and you can figure out how to be affectionate on your own.” Ignoring your indignant noise, he continued. “Look, I’m not asking you to consummate this faux marriage, just try not to act like our comrade here repulses you too much.” He explained firmly.

“He doesn’t repulse me.” You replied entirely too quickly. Embarrassed heat flared in your cheeks and you ducked your head in the hopes that Murray would not notice; the chuckle he let out told you that he did notice.

When the van finally pulled into the driveway of your new home, set against the late afternoon sky, you hopped out of the back of the van excitedly. It was a relatively small two-story house, with houses on either side that looked like the epitome of suburbia; beige buildings with pristine gardens, even complete with a white picket fence. The mundanity made you want to retch, but instead you focused on your own home and allowed yourself to pretend for a moment that it was real, that it could ever be real for you.

Suddenly, a large hand was in yours, and it raised your hand to Alexei’s lips for him to press a kiss to the back. You stared at him in utter confusion for a second, before he nodded surreptitiously behind him, in the direction of a neighbours house.

In a window at the front of that house, you could see a tanned, blonde woman peering through her curtains, watching your arrival as subtly as she could. Sending her a friendly wave and a smile that you hoped looked genuine, you scoffed lightly.

“Nosy neighbours. Fantastic.” You murmured, mostly to yourself. Alexei watched you with a faint smile, before pulling you eagerly towards your new home.

Together, though no longer holding hands, you explored the house; Alexei was simply delighted by the small pool in the backyard, and you were pleased to find the kitchen already equipped with a fridge and oven. Then you ventured up the stairs and found four doors, behind which were a linen closet, a hideously beige tiled bathroom, and thankfully, two bedrooms, both already furnished with basic double beds.

You glanced at Alexei and he met your gaze with a half smirk, both of you seemingly grateful to not have to share a bed in order to protect your newly-wed image. He entered one of the rooms wordlessly and you entered the other, one with a window overlooking the back yard, and dropped your backpack on the floor at the foot of the bed. You couldn’t help the sigh of relief that slipped past your lips; all things considered, the house was nice. Murray had really showed you some mercy with the two bedrooms, too. You had almost been expecting him to make this as uncomfortable as possible, just to spite you for being a constant thorn in his side.

“Alright, lovebirds, I’m leaving!” Murray called up the stairs, and you stepped out onto the landing to see him standing at the bottom of the staircase.

“Wait, we don’t have any groceries and I’m starving, you’re leaving me here without food on my wedding night?” You asked in faux incredulity, to which Murray rolled his eyes.

“There’s a flyer for a pizza place by the front door, will that be adequate for the blushing bride?” He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” You waved off his snide comment with a dismissive scoff. “You’re coming back tomorrow though, right?”

“Yes, I’m coming back tomorrow to take you and loverboy to buy a car. Hopefully, that’ll stop you from bugging me to take you places.” Murray replied with another roll of his eyes.

Before you could respond with a quip of your own, Alexei stepped out of his bedroom and onto the landing beside you. He and Murray exchanged words in quick fire Russian, before Alexei nodded, and brushed past you with a gentle smile into the bathroom.

“I just told your dearly beloved to be ready to go at 10am tomorrow. You’d better not make me wait.” Murray explained, waving a finger at you as though you were a naughty child.

“Would I do that?” You asked as innocently as you could, fighting back a smile as Murray began to walk away.

“You would and you have, repeatedly. Don’t make me leave you behind.” His final warning, only intended half jokingly, rang out as the sound of the front door closing signalled Murray’s departure.

Breathing out a slight chuckle, you tried to ignore the ache in your chest that already missed Murray and his quick wit; although you had always argued with him and seemingly done everything within your power to irritate him, you and he both knew that it was all in good fun. After years spent alone, you both had found verbal sparring partners within each other, and the few short years you had lived with him had been the happiest that you could remember.

You remained in place on the landing, absorbed in your thoughts, until the sound of running water reminded you of Alexei’s presence in the bathroom. The realisation that he was there, just on the other side of the dark wooden door beside you, and presumably about to shower, sent a cold jolt though your veins and before you could think about it you were darting away from the bathroom door and bolting down the stairs as quickly as you could.

Since your living room was totally devoid of furniture, you elected to sit outside in the back yard beneath the late afternoon sun as it slowly dipped towards the horizon. Lying on your back on the warm ground, you kicked off your shoes and allowed your feet to dangle in the pool, relishing in the coolness of the water around your ankles as you gently kicked your feet. With your eyes closed, you allowed yourself a single moment of peace and serenity before what you were certain would be a busy week, with your new house to be fully stocked and decorated.

The only thing that signalled Alexei’s arrival by your side was the shadow that he cast over your face, the sudden darkness prompting your eyes to open. He stood, towering above you, with damp curls and that same cheery smile across his face.

For an evil genius Russian scientist, he sure does look friendly, you found yourself thinking.

“Hi,” You said, peering up at him as a smile began to unfurl across your own face.

“Hello.” He said, his accent distorting the word slightly.

Carefully, he lowered himself to sit on the ground beside you, his own feet dangling in the pool beside yours. For a moment he was silent, and you attempted to settle back into the peaceful moment you had found just before, until you were again disrupted by a gentle prod to your cheek.

You opened your eyes to see Alexei, now propped up on an elbow so that he was almost lying beside you, holding a flyer in front of your face. After some squinting, you recognised it as the pizza place flyer Murray had mentioned, for a place called Surfer Boy Pizza.

“You’re hungry?” You asked, tilting your head up towards him. He nodded.

“Da.”

“Alright,” you replied, happy with the simple exchange, and unfolded the flyer to read the menu, “let’s order something then.”

As you were reading through the topping options, Alexei leaned further down over you to point a finger at one of the pictures on the flyer, a picture of a fresh, greasy, pepperoni pizza.

“Say?” He said, looking down at you intently.

As you looked back up at Alexei, his face was cast in shadow from the late afternoon sun behind him, making his features difficult to make out clearly, but you were fairly certain that he was staring intently at your lips. You froze, fixed in place by his watchful gaze. The whole world seemed to stand still for a long moment before you regained the ability to speak.

“P-pizza?” The word came out as a question, and heat flared in your cheeks as he grinned.

“Pizza.” He repeated.

Oh. The pronunciation.

“Y-yeah, pizza.” You repeated, breathing a slight sigh of relief when he finally turned his attention away from you again. “Um. Okay.”

You rose shakily to your feet, the flyer trembling in your grip.

“I-I’m gonna, uh, just, um, go? Inside? And…order pizza? Yeah, um…okay.” And with that, you darted back into the house without a glance back at the man sitting, looking very confused, at the edge of the pool.

The cool indoor air did nothing to soothe the burning in your cheeks after your unbelievably awkward exit, though it was a relief to no longer have Alexei staring at you. The memory of his attention focused so intently on you made you want to curl up in a ball; it had been as though he was the first person to ever truly look at you, and it had made you feel vulnerable in a way you hadn’t in a long time, not even with Murray.

Before you could allow your thoughts to delve too far into what that could mean, you snatched the phone from the receiver and punched in the number with more force than strictly necessary.

[dramallamas]

The (unserious) notes of Beyond Evil, Episode 2!

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bro this body really dragged everyone out there. all our side characters are here.

"there's mud everywhere" my guy youre in a field what do you expect

"could it be a pervert obsessed with feet?" that doesnt narrow down the list that much in this day and age...

Lee Dongsik was sexy in his 20s 30s and 40s not every man can pull that off. Lee Dongsik the man you are

oh and he's here too (Juwon)

Dongsik is also a little shit and i love him for that.

“Do you like me that much?” Houston I’m deceased.

HE DIDNT SAY NO

Man we get flirting in Episode Two damn we get fed well as a community.

“Isnt she your sister, Lee Yuyeon?” LIARRRR

“The recording room isn’t your bedroom.” As in both of theirs? Because I have read the fics 👀

How warm is the recording room is my question. Because if its like my bedroom then shits freezing

I have said this once and will say it again lee Dongsik is a sexy mf

“I got lured?” Juwons face pls he is so confused.

THE SCORE AND SOUNDS GOD PROPS TO THE MUSIC PPL

Juwons disgust is so amusing.

Bro it must suck to be talked about when you are right here.

Part of me is curious as to how Dongsik went from Lee Dohyun Dongsik to Shin Hakyun Dongsik. Like we get hints in flashbacks but not much more.

We act like Juwon had this sudden shift in how he reacts to Dongsik after his Busan trip but it was there the whole time just a lot more subtle.

Juwon looking at dirt is me looking at Jinmuk. Fricken gross.

“Touch it (my phone) again and your fingers will…” shit man

Also unpopular opinion incoming: not the biggest fan of minjeong. Shes tragic and interesting enough but she is also the type of person I would avoid being friends with

We dont give Jeongje enough credit for him standing up to his mother passive aggressively.

THE FIRST RAIN SCENE ITS HERE

All good things happen in the rain in this show and I stand by that.

This one melts my heart (and Juwon’s too)

He just stares at Dongsik smiling… perhaps he cant be all that bad hey Juwon.

HAN KIHWAN GTF OUT OF HERE

Also juwon can I have that jumper pls? At least tell me where u got it (that blue one he wore with the stripes on his arm).

Juwon in casual clothing is smth we dont see enough of especially at the start of the show

Juwon proving he is just as insane as Dongsik in this scene but also just as driven about solving what really happened. Two sides of the same coin.

Also we do not give the camera ppl enough credit either the way they shoot the scenes is incredible and rlly captures both the character and their thoughts/feelings as well as their situation and vibes of the scene.

“I don’t like solving riddles” juwon aint that ur job…?

Tiny hc: jeongje learnt some english words and slips them into his conversations to add fuel to his lie of ‘studying in america’

“There isnt a single cop in the country wjk would prioritise such a case.” Jeongje says to Juwon, who is prioritising such a case.

Juwon nearly losing his cool is so interesting and important to me.

Juwon doesnt fuck with people telling him to stay quiet thats for sure.

Ok so Dongsiks mum sees Dongsiks dad frozen to death and calls him 동식(이?) 아버지 (Dongsiks dad). like imagine u mother calls ur dad "(your name)'s dad!" is this a thing in korea or a script choice?

Tfw you hear the tragic backstory of ur suspect/future bf

part of me thinks dongsiks limp/leg injury might be psychosomatic, at least a little bit.

jihwas contact name for dongsik being 똥식 is so funny. (동 is how its supposed to be 똥, pronounced only slightly differently means shit/poop)

Underrated friendship Jaeyi and Jihoon moment.

God I hate clubs sm (I have been and ended up stressed depressed and just on the verge of tears by the end of it and I was dead sober)

Dongsik is in protective dad mode and he stands for womens rights (and probably womens wrongs) and i love that.

I am aware that this episode 2 notes is mostly just me loving Dongsik.

Everyone beind done with minjeon is also me.

"Dongsik I wasnt cheating on you..." girl youre giving Juwon the wrong ideas. also dongsik would deserve better than you anyway

Juwon rn "this girl is insane... idk what i expected because this is manyang but she rlly is and I am not dealing with it"

Juwon not being a physical touch person and valuing personal space a lot and Dongsik being an exception is everything to me.

also underrated duo moment of Juwon and Jihoon

Honestly Juwon Jaeyi Jihoon friendship trio should be a thing in fics

Actually Dongsik isnt that much shorter than Juwon... huh...

The shot where they are both looking down... I should use that as my laptop wallpaper tbh

Minjeongs death sequence gives me the chills every time.

Them talking about the death body and Jinmuk being in the shade in the background with Jaeyi... means smth but im not smart enough yet.

Dongsiks case wall for Yuyeon in his basement genuinely makes me cry knowing the truth about it

'hey bitch 😏' is the energy we have rn

Bro cannot control his emotions well around Dongsik

“Let me give you a thorough tour of our jurisdiction” is Dongsik code for, ‘follow me I need to show you something’

I remember this scene being the netflix preview (the one where juwon states that he wants to move to manyang) for beyond evil and I remember thinking… what a shit scene to preview to convince ppl to watch the show. However… I think otherwise because…

“Just what about me interests you so much? I don’t think it’s that I’m a cop. Perhaps that I’m a suspect?”

“Let me ask you. Just what about me interests you so much? You obviously seem to be dying to know what I was up to at Foreign Affairs.”

THAT PART IS CONVINCING ASF HELLO

And then… pain.

Juwon hesitating and genuinely looking torn deciding what to do. Does he call it in or… what? Comfort Dongsik? Probably considered how he reacts upon hearing Dongsik start to cry before realising why. His entire face screams “I’m so sorry…”

And Dongsik oh my god. Even though we know he put them there I think this is the first time he properly grieved it, even if only a little.

He probably did it to bust the case back open again so he and the vicitims can get justice.

And fin. See you next ep!

[findinghomesomehow]

KimChay fic prompt idea :

This same exact scene but as Kim walks to the car he hears the cries of Chay. Stops for a moment, visible tears in his eyes but Kim being Kim, he can't afford to cry. As he is getting in the car, chay's cries get louder and that finally breaks Kim. He gets back running towards his baby and falls own beside chay and hugs him.

Slowly he makes Chay get up and walks them to his room in the main house (pls make them hold hands here or just any form of physical touch). As they get to Kim's room, he makes Chay sit on the bed or something and hugs him tight. While chay keeps crying in his arms, Kim also sheds a tear or two.

Slowly Chay stops crying and gets more in his senses as to who he is with and pushes Kim away yelling "GO AWAY & LEAVE ME ALONE. Why did you come back? You said you never loved me and had just used me for you information, then why did you come back!! " And constantly hits him on the chest lr something (Ok this is a very bad dialogue delivery but you get the point)

Kim hears all of the yelling silently and only after Chay has calmed down, he goes closer and cups Chay's face (wiping down the tears with his thumbs and whispers "baby when did I ever say I don't love you", which makes chay look at him.

Then Kim goes on to explaining why he did what he did and how he actually had just planned on using Chay's crush on him to get info but eventually fell in love and how he thought he didn't deserve Chay and pushed him away to keep him safe.

Chay's hears everything and literally just slaps Kim straight across the face. Says "I can't believe you. You. The person I had a crush for the longest time, the person I loved and adored for ever. YOU FUCKING USED MY FEELINGS TO GET INFORMATION ABOUT MY BROTHER. You know you were right about one thing .. YOU DON'T DESERVE ME" (C'mon he's being raised by Tankhun now) and walks away, while Kim tries to stop him but this time, chay leaves.

Enter tankhun coz he heard yelling from Kim's room. Now just let the younger one get his walls down in front of his brother and cry and tell everything. Hearing which, tankhun hits him on the head with a tray (idk where the tray came from but yes) and hugs him. Tells Kim what he did wrong and makes him understand how he should be approaching chay and that Kim doesn't need to be scared of falling in love.

Kim hears everything and goes to porchay the next day. After all kimlock had to go to that monk to continue his whatever. Seeing him Chay immediately asks him to leave but Kim doesn't budge. And after a bit of chay asking him to leave and Kim asking chay to just hear him out, Kim falls to his knees in front of Chay (this is exactly where this entire idea generated from) and begs for forgiveness. He goes on to tell how much he loves chay and wants to be with him and is sorry for whatever he did. Chay at some point kneels in front of him and hugs him. Let them take their guards down and hug and cry and confess. But after that Kim says that even though he wants to be with Chay, he cannot. He cannot until he has solved the mystery with chay's parents and his dad because he cannot have a relationship that began with lies and not feelings. So if chay is willing to wait, he is ready to prove his love. But then again he keeps the doors open if porchay wants to leave and move on.

And porchay being tankhun's baby now just goes "the proof better be good, I ain't waiting for just anything" which both of them laugh. And idk hug now and Kim kisses him on the forehead and they cuddle and take a nap.

So like basically they don't get together but they know they will, something of that sort.

I'm sorry that this got so detailed and long.

[late-huntric-enjoyer]

Fallen Promises {Goldric Demon/Angel} Pt.1

A/N: Someone should yell at me to finish that “This is Aria” Goldric fic--...I keep getting distracted...Pls yell at me to not start writing random aus

Prompt: Fallen Angel!Hunter is attempting to prove to his uncle that he can still be redeemed. Until then, he’s stripped of his t.itle in Heaven and sent down to earth. As he tries, he meets a demon who makes him question everything he’s ever thought. 

Warning: A small bit of abuse occurs between Belos and Hunter. It passes by quick so be warned. 

*****

He knew he’s failed for the last time. He’s tried his hardest to not let his fear undo him. The tremble falls through him as he waits for his uncle’s words. “Hunter, you’ve disappointed me.” Belos’s words left a sour aftertaste in Hunter’s mouth. He tried to search for any word, but he was speechless. Anything to defend himself, yet nothing came up.

Hunter should’ve known better. He should’ve known there wouldn’t be any second chances. Chances must be earned. He didn’t earn the right to have one. He messed up and tested Belos’s patience.

“I expected far better,” Belos continues. “Is this the thanks I get for taking you in?” Hunter’s head snaps up. He was shaking his head. “Of course not,” he tries. “Please give me another chance. I-I–”

“Enough!”

Hunter pressed a hand down onto his cheek. The slap rang around the room. He didn’t even have time to catch up when his uncle had moved from his seat. Belos stood only a few feet away from him. The green sludge disappears. Belos rubbed his eyes, annoyed.

The angel kept his hand pressed to his stinging cheek. He tries not to show any weakness as he shakes beneath his superior’s gaze. He waited for Belos’s judgment.

Belos would get rid of this angel, but it reminded him the most of an old friend. The boy was almost a complete replica of Caleb. He approaches the boy, flickering the loose noodle in front of Hunter’s face. In response, the wings trembled. The golden wings reminded him of fools gold. He grimaces. It would be a waste of resources to make another. Then an idea hits him.

“You know what,” he begins. Hope leaks into Hunter’s eyes when he had the smallest hope that he could redeem himself. “Earth has been suffering from a demon problem that ought to be solved.” He makes a stone materialize in his hands. Placing the stone down in the boy’s hands. Hunter’s eyes widen.

“You’ll be a fallen. Sent to Earth to terminate those pests.”

He knew what that suggested. No angel has survived to tell the tale. One of the worst sentences that could be bestowed on an angel. He goes to oppose. To find any mercy. However, there was none left for him.

“B-But–”

“Goodbye, Hunter.”

Hunter didn’t have a chance to protest when Belos’s placed his hand on his head. He sees his lord sneering at him before he’s falling. He couldn’t grab onto anything to stop the motion. All he could do is let it be.

A part of him believes this was it. Rarely angels survived. He’s never met any angels who’ve fallen from grace and returned to Heaven. Myths ranged from that the pain alone was enough to kill an angel to that those who survive are stripped of their wings and grace. Their grace and wings made them who they were. Without them, they were humans. Another roach on the Earth, scrambling to clear itself of sin.

Hunter would describe the pain to be excruciating. One of the worst pains he’s ever encountered in his whole lifetime.

Everything soon goes black.

When he finally woke up, Hunter groans. He takes in his surroundings once consciousness took its place. The flora around him seemed to have decayed. The trees around him were cut off. It looked like a battlefield. Hunter soon starts to assess himself. His eyes fall on his wings. Golden, perfect wings, were now clipped. He wouldn’t be able to fly.

He shakes it away. They can heal. Hopefully, when he goes back to Heaven, Belos would reassure him that they’ll grow back. He had a mission. He couldn’t time by looking at his broken wings. With a snap of his fingers, his wings disappeared. Either way, he couldn’t be walking around with his wings in full view.

Hunter didn’t need that extra attention. Humans didn’t fly. They used those strange contraptions to take flight. He goes to stand when he feels something almost slip out of his hand. He looks at the object. The stone Belos had given him.

He’s seen angels use the item before. It was to collect demons’ essence. Just before they could fully die, their souls would be collected into the stone. He wonders what Belos does with the half-dead souls, but he shoves them aside. It wasn’t his business with whatever his liege does with them. All he needs to do is to collect them.

He soon starts walking.

Hunter doesn’t know how long he’s been wandering. It’s been a while since he’s visited the human world. Angels had no reason to meddle in human affairs. Demons, however, were a different issue. Damning humans to hell after making a deal or killing for fun.

“Hey, get out of the way!”

The former freezes when he heard honking. His ears twitched at the sound. He could practically hear his eardrums crying. He looks over to see the weird-shaped box. A human was poking his head out of the glass. “Get off the road!” Hunter hurries to get off the ‘road.’ The honks didn’t stop as more boxes were beeping at him.

When he finally gets off the road, he could hear one human say, “High teens.” Hunter didn’t understand that. He thought the conflict would be done, but he ends up bumping into another human. The humans were scowling at him for bumping into them. All of them told him to watch where he was going. Quickly, he snaps his fingers to get out of there.

Hunter lets out a yelp when he drops to his knees. He soon takes in his surroundings. He was on top of a building. He sits on the edge of the building to watch the humans below. He sighs in relief, thankfully he still possesses some of his abilities. He may not be able to fly, but he can still teleport.

He looks back to the stone. He had a mission. He couldn’t just waste time and dwell on the littlest things. He had two ways to capture the demons. One is smiting them on spot, or stabbing them through the neck with his blade. Before they could fully die, the stone will collect them. The sooner he does this, the sooner he can return to Heaven.

To finally prove to Belos he can still be useful.

Finding demons wasn’t the easiest task to accomplish, however, he’s learned how to find them. All of them reeked of sulfur. He doesn’t know how long he’s been on Earth. The only negative part is beginning to be that demons didn’t travel in groups. They may not travel in groups, but they did know other demons. With a little motivation, they would easily rat out their fellow kind.

Demons were quick to betray the other for an opportunity to not face an angel’s wrath.

Hunter held the blade to one of their necks. The demon was tapped into the demon’s trap, unable to escape. They were tied down to the chair. “Please, let me go!” It begged. In another world, Hunter would assume they’ve finally found their humanity.

“Tell me where I can find more demons,” he demanded. The demon cries, “I have no idea.” Hunter moves the blade closer as the demon lets out a scream. “S-Stop!” The screams were becoming irritating. Nagging at his ears. The stream rose from the tip of his blade. He knew demons couldn’t stand the sensation of holy water.

“Just tell me and you get to walk away.” The demon shakes her head. She was refusing to tell him. Hunter glares, turning the blade and stabbing her leg. She screams in agony. He twists the blade. “S-Stop! I’ll tell you!” Hunter smirks when he pulls the blade out. She was groaning in pain.

“Speak,” ordered the angel. The demon gritted its teeth. “There’s a demon in the town nearby. H-He’s very noticeable. Green hair. Yellow eyes. You can’t miss him,” she laughs dryly. “The brat has even slaughtered one of you!” Hunter’s eyes widen slightly. The demon spits at him. Hunter growls. The demon laughs wildly before seeing Hunter move with the blade.

“W-Wait! You said–” Hunter stabbed the demon through the throat. He had the stone pressed to her as it glows. He then pulls back. “I guess I lied.” He exits the abandoned building. Someone would find the body later. It wasn’t any of his concern.

He takes in what the demon just revealed. He’s never known of a demon being capable of killing an angel. It should be impossible unless the demon owns an angelic blade. Hunter shakes his head. The demon told him to make him not pursue the demon.

Belos didn’t need a dangerous demon roaming the Earth. Hunter will take down this demon and prove to his uncle that he’s capable of so much.

A city in Connecticut.

The city’s lights were always a bad omen for Hunter. He hated these areas. The dark nights were nothing trouble for him. The humans continued to be a hassle to deal with. The quicker he defeats this demon, the sooner he can return to Heaven. The stone contains about 20 demons. Soon, it would be 21.

Hunter walked down the sidewalk, avoiding any humans. He hopes he wasn’t led on a wild goose chase. However, he doesn’t know he’s being watched from above.

A demon’s tail curls up with interest. Watching the angel walk around the city. The rumors were true. Golden eyes glare at the angelic being. He should’ve known that Cat would give up his position. He moves off his area. He can’t let this angel stay in his city. He’s done nothing to get anyone’s attention. Rarely he made a deal with another human. It wasn’t his fault they would be selfish and greedy.

However, this angel is aiming to kill. With a snap of his fingers, his wings, horns, and tail disappear. He has a guest to entertain. Curiosity steeps through the demon’s mind as he stands up.

Time to entertain. Oh, how fun this will be.

****

A/N: Before anyone says Ed should be an angel and Hunter should be more of a demon. I had to think about it. Ed’s not evil, he’s the black sheep in his family and was casted out. Sadly, he hasn’t been in contact with his family because of this. Faint wronged him in the worst way possible. 

Loreish: Humans are just souls. Demons can form from humans when they make a deal or is just a horrible person. Angels are made from light...questionably, Alador and Odalia were angels who had three kids. Amity has never met her brother and Ed doesn’t know he has a sister. Ed is the rare case of life hating him. Belos...he became the head angel or whatever and feeds on demon souls to get stronger. That’s why he has them slaughter. No one knows. Oh well. 

IF THIS REMINDS YOU OF SPN, THERE’S SOME INSPIRATION 

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[where-the-wild-things-sleep]

Ghosties part 1

(the title is a placeholder pls bear w me)

“Mabel, I… I’m scared,” Dipper whispered into his phone. He stood on a busy street corner. Bikes and cars rushed ahead of him, pedestrians squeezed past behind him. Dipper wasn’t quite sure that “busy” was really the right word– this was nothing compared to some cities in California, where he’d grown up– but at this point he was so used to small-town life in Gravity Falls that just a few cars on the road was traffic. The sun beat down on him, hard. Dipper was worried he might sweat through his shirt, or get a sunburn, even. He needed his sister to tell him everything was gonna be alright.

“Aw,” Mabel replied, in very much a not-whisper. “Baby brother, what am I going to do with you?”

“You could come–”

“No,” Mabel sang, and Dipper could practically hear the grin in her voice. “This is your adventure, Dipper. A Mystery Twin spinoff. It’s you against the world now. I’m busy. But call me if anything happens. Or if you meet any cute guys. The cute guys in Gravity Falls do not exist and I am yearning for somebody to love.”

“...Okay. Will do.” The faintest of smiles graced his lips. Even in trying to irritate him, she still managed to cheer him up. Dipper had been all on his own for almost a week now. In that time, he had put himself up in a cheap hotel, gotten himself a job so he could eat and keep a roof over his head (albeit a leaky, somewhat moldy one), and learned exactly enough of the city layout as he needed to get from his current living quarters to said job.

“I gotta go, Dip Dop, but good luck. And please try to talk to people. Please. A bookstore is the perfect place for nerds to bond.”

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Dipper said, rolling his eyes. “Bye Mabes.”

“Bye Dippy!” A sharp beep came quickly after. Jeez, what was Mabel doing in Gravity Falls that was so important? How was it that Dipper had up and moved to an actual city (small as it was) to solve a supernatural mystery, and Mabel was still living it up better than him in Gravity Falls? He supposed it really came down to sociability afterall.

Dipper sighed, pocketing his phone. It was too hot for getting lost. Today’s adventure was decidedly over. Dipper turned to retrace his steps, hoping his brain wasn’t so fried he couldn’t remember his way back. A boiling 20 minutes later, he was back at his hotel room, sweating, starving, and so tired. He flopped down onto the bed and huffed into the sheets. This was rough. Dipper had definitely not expected this mystery to be so difficult to solve. In Gravity Falls, he and Mabel were always able to figure it out.

...He and Mabel. Well, now it was just him. It was a good decision to make. He needed to get out in the world. Do his own thing. He’d found a problem that needed solving, and he knew he had the expertise to solve it. He just hadn’t expected it to be so… hard. And time-consuming. Usually this kind of thing was one and done. Maybe the Mystery Twins would get an email, asking for help with a paranormal problem, and they could solve it in a day or two. Sometimes Dipper even went solo! Out in the woods, helping to sort out territorial disputes between impossible creatures, hunting down nuisances, generally just keeping the peace while getting into the occasional life-threatening scuffle.

This was not like that. First of all, Mabel. She wasn’t there. Second, Dipper kept getting reports of strange paranormal activity in different areas around town, and though he had spent every waking hour trying to solve the problem, he was coming up with absolutely nothing. Nada. Null. Zilch. Fuck.

Dipper rolled over onto his back and began to wiggle out of his clothes. This was nothing a nice cold shower couldn’t fix. Dipper loved cold showers. Well, no, he hated them, but they were important to him. Sometimes he needed a good jolt to the system. Sometimes he needed to get clean without getting lost in his thoughts. Sometimes he needed to prove to himself that he could do hard things. Today he was just sweaty and sad. Definitely fixable. Dipper dragged himself off the bed and turned on the shower, the temperature dial turned all the way to the left. He left his clothes in a pile on the floor, stepped into the mildew-infested shower, and tried not to scream.

[storiesofsvu]

Law and Order thoughts for tonight

as per usual, here we go. honestly tonight, I was NOT into the other shows but svu did me good!

Okay, here we go.

Already completely forgot what happened on OC last week thank god for that recap LOL.

A (potentially) evil woman in an all white power suit!? Yes please

Okay, if she doesn’t turn out to be the mastermind I’m gonna be a little disappointed because she’s got balls and power and knows what she’s doing and he’s a little dweeb man…

Boss ass bitch is a boss ass bitch. Why do I always end up rooting for the bad guys wife? What is this show doing to me? Lolololol

“I just lost a UC last year” uh… Ayanna… are you two for two?

Oh… okay… we *were* talking about Gina despite that being in s1? Okay. What happened to Nova? Is she still alive?

Also this guy showed up in jail, started stirring the pot and got shanked, what did he expect?

Yeah pearl’s the one in charge and I’m so here for it. (also she definitely pegs him and you cannot tell me otherwise)

Oh but he’s got dirt on her? Great. Fuck this shit

Big shock. I’ve already completely stopped paying attention. Is it svu time yet??

The guy playing Russo has been on svu multiple times as multiple characters lololol. Including as Kim’s pimp in s17…

New guy’s hot… I’ll give him that LOL (is he though? Or is it just because he’s been on screen with stabler all episode?)

My stream cut out… wtf…. Im doing this legally…. LOL

Okay, got it back but now the subtitles aren’t working… *sigh*

Onto the mothership!!

Bro. this first suspect was on svu already… lort (I THINK he was the perp in the ep where the perp’s dad was olivia’s old partner/the guy from ER lol)

WHY is this girl wandering around in her underwear?? Like is this not a full fledged apartment building?

I do love Kate. Like, her and Samantha are the best part of this show. Would love to get to see Kate more in action, or have her pop up on svu to work with benson. Bad ass superior women. We stand.

Mehcad has a bomb fucking suit. Lookin bomb sir.

“I stopped listening when you said I was right” LOL. That’s a mood. Also I dare you say that to Melinda warner.

SAM FINALLY IN THE CORTROOM SOLO?!?! THANK FUCK (I know it’s just arraignment, but still…)

Everybody got blue suits this ep… im here for it.

God. This jerry guy is pissing me off. Then again, I always take the lawyers side, like 90% of the time because THAT is how things get solved/people get punished and justice is had like, ffs, how hard is it to do your job properly??

There’s 15 mins left in this ep…. I don’t think we’re going to get to court… hopefully SVU takes us to court tonight?? Cause I NEED SOME COURT ROOM IN MY LIFE.

Oh okay, here we are… but like… still.. not enough. We need more courtroom pls.

Oh good fucking GOD. WHY. I HATE THIS GUY. I get it, you want to make things right after fucking up the car search but THIS IS NOT THE WAY. Uuggghhhh. Is it svu time yet?!

“we” found it!?! NO SIR YOU!!!! Found it. Ffs. I hate it here.

He gained points by kicking him out I will not lie.

OKAY FUCKING FINLALY SVU TIME.

Grace looks amazing with the high pony, already into this.

I’M SORRY NO FUCKING STRAIGHT WOMAN HOLDS A CUP OF COFFEE LIKE THAT. MUNCY IS BI AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

Omg all the wardrobe remarks are killing me. Does olivia not remember how she used to dress??

“do I look like the kind of girl who gets a pedicure?” I rest my case.

“oh yeah with which hand?” HAAA MUNCY GOING FOR THE KILLS HERE YESSS.

Yeah these two have major brother sister vibes PLEASE don’t force them together.

THAT BEING SAID… I do need the BOTH of them to *destroy* me and im not gonna complain if it’s at the same time…

Muncy really out here proving she’s fucking bomb

OHKAY GRACE PLEASE!! YOU ARE SITTING ON THAT DESK LIKE A FUCKING LESBIAN. I SWEAR TO GOD IF THEY TRY TO TELL ME SHE’S STRAIGHT!?? I WILL RIOOOOTTT

Imma have so fucking much to gif from this episode, jfc.

Okay they did a slightly better job of clearing this crime scene but its still not as good as Chicago.

YEEESSS WE STAN A SMOL KWEEN TAKING DOWN A GIANT PERP! FUCK!

Muncy’s getting sassed to wear a blazer meanwhile velasco’s wearing a dress shirt as a blazer… ffs

Jesus CHRIST amanda’s cheekbones…

Muncy back in a hoodie at the end of the episode lololol. Girl. You should’ve bought more than one blazer.

Olivia’s hair looks bomb!

Kelli… your side boob is showing…

Okay, that was a fucking good episode. I KNOW I was just complaining about the lack of court scenes, but this needed a full episode of just working the case/cases. And it gave us a little insight more into the new characters, gave us some personal lives, and the like. So… I’m here for it.

[jayflrt]

it's been a almost a two weeks (once again) since i talked to you.😭 i was actually rlly happy yk when you got your job, like i rlly couldn't believe that you got a job and now that you are bust i thought of not sending many asks since time won't be sufficient for you. 😞

all of my exams are done and i felt satisified writing them 😭😊 marking the date 24 may, 2022 in the name of victory for completing 10th board exams and all i need to do is wait for the results 🤫

btw i will be getting my college admission soon and i want to tell you that new soon 😆 this state syllabus math is difficult because of it's long problem solving in detail 😔🥲 well i'll get through it if i just practise 😼

let's live a single life till we meet 'that one' and let's enjoy the moment we are in, drifting apart slowly in our little worlds 🥺🪶

and you know the reason i sent you this ask. it was because i felt insecure about my writing. when i see my fav authors write so pretty, i felt denied with my writing style, even a younger person than me could write so well.

i wanted to change that mindset and here i am presenting you my little blurb though i'm not yet perfet. even i prefer writing as my hobby as i can personify the way i view love and romance, from my pov.

i was just afraid that i'll not be able to express that feeling, and writing in flow once i get into medical college, i'm passionate about writing because the point i want to prove is 'one's own expression.'

i'm thinking i was serious coming to this point because that is how i'm living my life, not taking things serious in life, not making descision as soon as possible. i wish i could tell my younger self that i had to change your mindset. if not i would be living a better life right now.

i feel free from my mind after telling you this akka, experiencing this insecurities is just like mistakes, ficing the errors and making them right. i'm hoping to make a better mindset first.

hope you have a great day/night though :) let's hope for better things. the sea is vast and the fishes are many too, not just one single drop or a single fish. hehe.

— 🦔 anon [btw i love let me in jay and border: day one era jay (blonde jay🤧)]

yes it’s been so long !!! i was wondering where you were but i assumed you were busy with exams 🤧🤧 and omg thank you sm !! it makes me so happy that you were happy for me 😭💓 AHHH PLS DWDW i think i’ll be more free now with just my internship than i am with school + a social life tbh HAHAH the only reason i’ve been a little ia lately is bc of covid and finals week :’))

congrats on finishing all of your exams !!!! 🥳🥳🥳 you must feel sooo relieved omg what are you gonna do now? :o and when do results come out?? AHHH YOUR COLLEGE ADMISSION WOOO that sounds so exciting 💘

oh nooooo :(( it’s harmful to compare your writing to others but sometimes we can’t help it so i understand how that can be hurtful :// it’s great that you want to improve on your writing !! everyone has their own “voice” yk so it’ll just take some digging to find yours :’)) 💞

that’s interesting bc i’ve actually had regrets that are the exact opposite HAHAH like i wish i didn’t try to take things so seriously about my life in high school and just enjoyed myself 🤧 i thought getting into college was everything and life was just set for me afterward, but the reality is so different 😵‍💫 but i wouldn’t stick to your regrets like that and assume your life is better/worse bc of a certain decision !! you can’t change anything so might as well just make the most of what you have rn 🥰🌷

but i’m glad talking about it has made you feel better !! i’m sure there are better things coming your way 🤩🤩 and i hope you have a great day/night yourself love !!

(i am obsessed with let me in jay too omg 😵‍💫😵‍💫 that one move he does in the center)