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[jwirecs]

RECOMMENDED SEVENTEEN FICS OF NOVEMBER 2023💖

hello, hello! here are my recs for seventeen for november! hopefully these beautiful stories get more recognition as well as the writers 💝

** anything in parentheses and bolded are my thoughts that can be disregarded if needed **

🔞smut || 💔angst || 💕fluff || ✅completed || 🔄ongoing || 💯favorite

Loud Leather & Loud Thoughts || @bitchlessdino💕💔✅💯

↳ Hard to maintain a good acquaintanceship if it started off on the wrong foot, but Wonwoo tries to do just that, no matter how much you resent him from childhood. Now reunited as adults, you’re questioning whether your negative impression of him has stuck since being away or have you grown up just enough to realize how much between the two you have changed?. (bitchlessdino aint gon be bitchless no longer cause honey, i will be on my knees for your fics. biker!wonwoo is my new guilty pleasure.)

Too Much || @hannieehaee🔞💕✅💯💯

↳ after a few weeks of constant overtime work slouching over a desk, you feel as if your back is about to give out on you. fortunately for you, your best friend seungcheol is a professional masseuse! unfortunately for you, you're unsure of how you'll keep your crush on your best friend at bay while on his massage bed, ass up and oiled up. (the last time i had a massage, i swear i thought the masseuse broke my arm cause of a loud pop. scared me and the masseuse LMAO, but we okay. but can you imagine, cheols hands....im just gonna stop there. let the imagination run)

Always Only You || @honeyhotteoks🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ the date was terrible, awful even, but you just can't call your brother to pick you up. you have to call his best friend instead. (brb imma need a hot minute to relive this fic. like no joke, my ass will be in the corning if you need me. bottom line, i absolutely loved this one)

5 More Minutes || @qmrzi💕✅

↳ jihoon is working on a song before your date together and you got impatient. (he really would be the type to say 5 more minutes of work before a date. desperate times calls for desperate measures. i respect the oc's hustle.)

Bedroom Exclusive || @onlyhuis🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ seeing your boyfriend on tv kissing another girl definitely doesn't feel good, but he's got plenty of time to make it up to you. and he plans on letting you know that you're the only one on his mind. (AFTER THAT VID OF HIM IN THAT DRAMA WITH THAT ONE SCENE???? OHHHHHHHHHHHHH CHILD. another fic where i had to take a moment to breathe after i finished reading it. that says a whole lot my friends.)

Just The Tip || @euphor1a🔞💕💔✅💯💯

↳ he tried his best, he really did. but lord, for how long could he control himself when you looked like a pretty, little angel, all his to ruin? (you gotta give it to mingyu for resisting the urge throughout the story. flash a titty and this man will crumble to the ground. i love it.)

Now You're Safe With Me || @thedensworld💕💔✅💯

↳ Seungcheol received several missed calls from you, and he knew they weren't just regular phone calls. (stop this bby boy will drop heaven and earth to be with his boo. lets all pray that i get a man like him.)

Spotted: Woozi At Couples Therapy? || @mphountitled🔞💕💔✅

↳ A kink confession in couple's therapy might just save your relationship (i think its safe to say that this man is lowkey kinky af. lets be real. the dudes prob kinky.)

Sweet Home || @mangocustard16💕✅

↳ Mingyu returns home after a grueling practice to find you asleep on the couch, having waited for him despite his advice not to. He lifts you into his arms, shares a loving dinner, and the two of you cuddle in each other's embrace. (god soft mingyu is cute af. SOMEONE GET ME A MINGYU PLS)

To Be In Love || @daegutowns💕✅

↳ (a lil ol fic of oc's relationship with cheol. ngl oc is literally the mom of the group now. adopted 11 other children once they got with cheol. i love that for them)

Bloodily Safe || @starlightxsvt🔞💕✅💯

↳ you have a little secret. one you are desperately hiding. yet the boy you have a crush on has figured it out. now a game of cat and mouse has begun. how do you make it out alive? (oooh child. this one. had me questioning what the heck do i read on here, but then again, i fully enjoyed it LMAO)

Clingy || @facioleeknow💕💔✅

↳ Anon Req: hi!! saw that you're taking request!! how about something like jeonghan get annoyed by the reader because he thinks reader is too clingy lately so he decided to put some distance, end up with something bad happens to reader and he regrets everything he did? angst to fluff pls thank u so much 😭🫶 (oooh mean jeonghan is lowkey my guilty pleasure. someone give me some more mean jeonghan which turns into fluff please.)

Creep || @smileysuh🔞✅💯💯💯

↳ “If the roles were reversed - if you were a ghost bound to this apartment forever - you’re saying you wouldn’t watch me get naked every day?” He’s definitely got a point. As your eyes skim Mingyu's perfect form again, that tingle returns between your legs. There’s no reason for him to be as sexy as he is- murders aren’t the only shocking thing this man has under his belt and you can see that now.  (ngl, i hope theres gonna be a second part just about how they would like overcome(????) the hardships(?????????) idk if those are the right words. but like how they would deal with one being a ghost and all that jazz. like down the line how will that work out. BUT other than that, i honestly love their fics to god.)

Driving Lessons For Dummies || @shuaflix🔞💕✅

↳ you've finally passed your written test and gotten your permit after six failed attempts. eager to get your license while attempting to avoid overpriced driving lessons, you enlist the help of kwon soonyoung, who only requires a STIIZY pod as payment. (lowkey got a fear of driving but thats something else LMAO. i respect all of the driving teachers, cause like they risking their life essentially, so i respect hoshi for risking his life with teaching the oc driving. goodluck to my future boo cause imma be the passenger princess in the relationship.)

In Between Notes || @som1ig💕💔✅

↳ after complaining for the hundredth time to your friends, you finally manage to take time to read a book unrelated to law studies. since you can’t borrow it, you decide to leave a note on the page where you left off with a comment. the next day, when you come back to reread it, you surprisingly find a note replacing yours. someone read the same book as you and answered you. then begin an epistolary exchange through notes and book, until it suddenly stops. and no, you won’t give up until you find who your correspondent was. (minghao is such a cutie, stop. connecting through notes through a book is adorable af. literally cinderella)

Love You Twice || @toruro🔞💕💔🔄

↳ in which your extremely hot and sexy one night stand turns out to be your son’s teacher. naturally, chaos ensues, but you might just find love as your life continues to take an unexpected turn. (teacher woo is satan. dont come for me but yall know this man probably has 0 patience. no scratch that, this man has too much patience. he will wait if he has to. step daddy woo. yes pls)

Accidentally Ditching You On your Bday || @hannieehaee💔✅

↳ (title says it all. i love how i can just put myself in the oc's shoes and FEEL THE EMOTIONS. when you arent in a relationship, you through yourself in the oc shoes and live through them. that being said, them boys who "accidentally" ditch you on your birthday can choke on a piece of rice. with love.)

Petite S/O Trying to Kiss Them || @seokminded💕✅💯

↳ (its the hhu again - im short, most us females are short so we can highly relate to this struggle. LMAO)

Playfully Dodging Their Kisses || @mangocustard16💕✅💯

↳ (its the hhu but, do you hear their pouts??? you can literally hear their pouts. each any every one of them i swear to god.)

Forgetting Your B-Day || @toruro💕💔✅

↳ (there isnt a summary but - 95 line forgetting your birthday. brb let me go quickly cry, as someone who doesnt really celebrate their birthday as like a big thing since we just aging, but this would hit me hard if i was in a relationship ngl.)

Do check out all of the other seventeen fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

[acidnhuskerdust]

let me be your everlasting light (part 1/3)

18 plus! Minors DNI!!!

Pairing: Husk x Angel Chapter 1: can’t take the effect and make it the cause

Summary: During a rough night at the studio, Angel made the terrible mistake of moaning out Husk's name at the climax of his shoot. After dealing with Valentino's abuse, the spider demon wanted to place blame on the one who is always plaguing his thoughts.

Warnings: Angst, mentions of abused and violence, a very angy Angel, breaking down

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: Hi hello! I'm VERY new to this fandom, always loved Hazbin Hotel but never delved into the fandom until the fourth episode of the show!

Hopefully they are in character enough, sorta think of it as a character arc for Angel I suppose? LOL!!!

Main title: Everlasting Light by the Black Keys

Chapter title: Effect and Cause by The White Stripes

AO3 link: x (The 2nd chapter is there as well!)

A plume of smoke escapes past Angel’s lips as the sound of his heels clicking on the floor fill the space of the empty hotel lobby. There was a look of exhaustion etched on his face while he made his way towards the bar. It was a hell of a day at the studio, dried mascara caked on the fur of his cheeks and his lipstick smudged across his lips. Everything ached with widespread pain, yet the spider demon forced himself to walk with poise. 

While approaching the bar, his eyes fixated on Husk, his back turned towards him whilst cleaning a glass with a rag. The gentle yellow of the lights above him casting down onto his fur made it look all so peaceful. 

Angel’s lips tug up into a soft smile at the sight, Husk has swiftly become his favorite demon to see after such an agonizingly long day.

He goes to settle down on a bar stool, allowing himself to slump forward. He props an elbow on the bar, resting his chin on his hand. “Hey Husky,” He purrs out, his voice a bit scratchy. “Mind pourin’ lil ol me a drink?” His other hand takes the cigarette dangling loosely from his lips, snuffing it out on the nearby ash tray. 

Husk lets out a quiet grunt of acknowledgment, setting down the glass he had been cleaning and reaching for a bottle. He turns around with the bottle in hand and silently takes in the sight of Angel before him. His eyes, half-hidden under drooping eyelids and thick brows, seems to drink in the bedraggled figure of his friend. 

“Looking like shit, doll,” Husk rasps out finally with the slightest sort of tenderness seeping into his gravelly voice. “Must have been rough today.” 

Angel lets out a snicker, finding the nickname sweet as can be as he watches Husk pour him a drink. He sits up, taking the glass into one of his hands and bringing it up to his lips. He takes a large gulp, drinking half of it one go before setting it back down on the bar. A sigh of satisfaction leaves him, enjoying the taste of hard liquor on his tongue. 

“Well, ya’know,” Angel finally replies, leaning forward to rest his head against the surface while running a slender finger around the rim of the glass, mauling over his day. “Val was bein’ an absolute bitch as usual...” He huffs out a sigh, a small frown tugging at his lips. “Slipped offa the stage during a show, jus barely by the way. But did he give a shit I hurt my back? ‘Course not.” Angel rolls his eyes, sitting back up to meet Husk’s intent gaze. “Asshole made me work overtime, five dudes, ugly as hell.” He lets out a groan at the recollection, grabbing his drink to take another large swig before continuing, “Then Charlie was up my ass, askin’ why I was back so late. Y’know, just bein’ herself. It was hard enough today, was not willin’ ta deal with her constant chatter.” 

Husk raises a brow, seemingly taking in Angel’s frustrations. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips while he grabs himself a glass. “Sounds like you had yourself quite the day.” Husk says with a dry chuckle as he poured his drink.

His voice drips with sarcasm as he adds, “And Charlie… Can’t blame her for trying to keep track of your sorry ass. She means well.” 

Angel lets out a groan from his words. He rolls his eyes, finishing off his drink and sliding the glass towards Husk. As much as the spider demon hated to admit it, Husk always knew how to ground him, to make him acknowledge when he was being a bit too brash and a bit too rude. It was ever so galling. 

“Ya can’t blame me, she’s like a puppy!” He exclaims, throwing all four hands up in a dramatic gesture. “Comin’ through the door, she’s right at your feet, yippin’ and yappin’, going on and on about how ya need to ‘relax’. All sunshine n’ rainbows. Now that… That’s hell. Hell on Hell.” 

Husk shakes his head, pouring Angel another glass of the potent liquor. “You’ve got a point,” He grumbles, his arms crossing over his chest. 

“She’s got that whole innocent ‘let me help you’ shtick going on.” The demon cat muses, his voice filled with a mix of amusement and mild annoyance. “Can be fucking infuriating sometimes.” He shakes his head slightly before fixing Angel with an intent stare. 

“But I’ll tell you one thing doll,” He continues, reaching out to tap the rim of Angel’s freshly poured drink with one clawed finger. “That sort of caring isn’t common down here in this shitshow we call Hell.” 

Angel takes a moment to ponder over his words before letting out a reluctant sigh. He was right, annoyingly enough; in his years spent in Hell, he’s never met anyone like Charlie. 

“I guess..” He murmurs out, taking his glass in his hands to down half of the harsh liquor. “Least I got you Husky,” He purrs out, giving the older demon a sly wink. “Nothin’ better than talkin’ a bartender’s ear off. Specially if he gots the looks like you. I mean… Damn.” 

Husk's eyes narrow slightly at his flirtatious remark, a low growl under his breath that made Angel smirk in satisfaction. 

“Flattery isn’t going to get you anywhere, Angel,” Husk retorts with a snarl in his voice. “I’m just here to pour drinks and listen to your problems. Ain’t nothing more to it.” His claws grip at his own glass as he takes a long swig. 

Angel gives Husk a faux pout, “C’mon babycakes, ya’know I’m just messin’. We’re friends, ‘member?” He lets out a sly chuckle. Although he has simmered down in regards to his constant sexual innuendos since they became closer, he still couldn’t stop himself from slipping in some flirting on the side of their usual conversations. 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say.” Husk mutters gruffly, turning away and busying himself with cleaning another glass. Angel hears him take a deep breath, causing his brows to furrow. What an interesting reaction… 

He shrugs it off and finishes his drink, setting the glass down with a clink before stretching all four lanky limbs up into the air, giving him a painful reminder of the condition his body was in. “‘Suppose it’s time ta hit the hay.” He gets up from his seat, letting out a big yawn. “See ya tomorrow mornin? For Charlie’s little… Exercises?” 

Husk scoffs under his breath at the mention of Charlie’s ‘trust exercises’. “Sure thing,” He replies dismissively. “See you bright and early then.” 

Angel takes his leave, contemplating over how cute Husk looked like when he was so reactive. A smile on his lips as he heads up the stairs, the older demon really knew how to plague his mind. 

He was on his mind so much… Angel was getting fed up with it. 

The next day comes around, yet Angel never showed up to Charlie’s morning routine. Although he wished he did, wished so very badly that he was able to be there then where he had to go. Valentino called him back to the studio only a few hours after he had laid down, a last minute shoot or something along the lines. 

Angel fucked up badly during it, he fucked up real bad. 

During the final take, while some stranger was above him, fucking into him hard and fast, all Angel could see was him. 

Husk. 

Once he reached his climax he shouted out his name, and god the look on Val’s face when he came down from his high was nothing short of terrifying. Then came another brutal talking in his dressing room, thrown around, talked down to, kicked. Fuck, did it hurt. 

'What is wrong with you? You do not utter any other name, you do not think of anyone else then who is pounding your pretty little ass! And you will not ruin another take ever again.' He told him.

The words that felt like sharp knives deep within his body bounced around in his mind as he pushed open the doors of the hotel. Charlie’s drill seemed to have just finished, he could hear brief chatter before it all died down once Angel walked past them. All eyes were on him, he could feel it and it made him feel disgusting. 

He keeps his head down, all four arms crossed as he wordlessly limps his way up the stairs and goes right into his room. 

Angel drags his tired body over to his vanity mirror, placing two hands on the edges to keep himself from crumpling down onto the ground. He stares back at his reflection with weary eyes, he looked so… Fragile. His heart wrenches in his chest at the sight of himself, glaring at his reflection. “Pathetic.” He seethes out. Because that was what he was, what he always will be. 

In a fit of rage and despair, he swipes everything off the vanity in one go, the sound of makeup cases and bottles crashing to the ground fell on deaf ears. He felt so much, so fucking much, and god it was just so overwhelming. Why did that demon have to do this to him? 

“Fuck!” He growls out, grabbing his chair and throwing across the room. He breathes harshly, going around the room to skew his things about, he needed it to be ruined, ruined like him. 

As he grabs an empty bottle of booze to throw against the wall, the sound of knocking makes him freeze. Angel stays silent, hoping whoever there would walk away, yet the door creaks open anyway. He whips his head around with a dangerous glare in his eyes, expecting to see Charlie. Yet, it was Husk. His eyes soften for a fleeting moment, his heart fluttering in his chest.

Although that gaze hardens promptly once he is reminded it was all because of him. He put him in this situation. This fucking asshole. 

“Fucking hell.” Husk mutters under his breath. He takes a step inside, closing the door behind him. 

The grasp on the bottle tightens as the other begins to approach him slowly. “Angel, what happened?” Husk asks, his voice ever so slightly wavering. 

Angel scoffs. “What do ya think happened?” The spider demon snaps, his hand beginning to hurt from how hard he was gripping the bottle. Seeing him right now was the last thing he needed, seeing that concern, that softness, fuck him. 

“Fuckin’... Fuck!” He roars, hurling the bottle towards Husk. Despite his state of mania, he still made sure to miss the demon cat, the glass shattering against the wall behind him. 

Husk barely flinched, his ears twitching in slight annoyance. He then takes another cautious step towards him, closing the distance between them. “Calm down for fuck’s sake. What happened? Talk to me.” 

Angel’s hands tremble with anger and frustration, his mind a whirlwind of self-loathing. 

“Fuck off!” He spits out venomously, “It’s you, it’s your fault asshole!” His entire face was filled with anguish. Why? Why did Husk have to be the one Angel obsessed over? Why did he have to be into the one fucking demon on hell that wanted nothing to do with him? He was Angel fucking Dust, he could get anyone he wanted, it wasn't fair. None of this was fucking fair.

Husk’s eyes widened in shock at Angel’s harsh words. “My fault?” Husk repeats, disbelief laced in his tone. “How the fuck is it my fault?” 

Angel doesn’t respond, his eyes frantically searching around the room until his eyes spot one of the makeup bags he threw earlier near his bed. He needs something to take the edge off right now, he needs to forget, needs to be numb, he needs to be okay. He stomps over to it, picking it up and zipping it open to begin searching for anything he could find. 

He didn’t realize Husk was rushing over to him until his clawed hands grabbed onto the case in an attempt to pull it away from Angel. “Fuck no, you’re not doing this right now.” His voice rings out gruffly, but even Angel can pick up the unmistakable tremor of concern underneath it. 

Angel snarls at Husk, his voice dripping with venom. “Get your fucking hands off, ya prick!” He wrenches the makeup case from Husk’s grasps, sending a sharp glare in his direction. His heart was pounding erratically in his chest as the anger continues consume his entire being. 

“I can do whateva’ the fuck I want!” He cradles the bag against the chest possessively. “And it is your damn fault,” Angel continues. “Ya got me…” He groans out in frustration, one of his hands coming up to push through his puffy hair. “Got me all fuckin’ twisted up inside! You don’t really give a shit, just anotha sinner in this shithole.” 

Husk’s eyes narrow, his frustration mounting. He takes a step forward, the tension crackling in the air. “Twisted up inside?” Husk scoffs bitterly. “What the fuck do you even mean?” 

The hand in Angel’s hair grasped tightly at the strands, harshly pulling. His eyes flew around the room, not able to settle his gaze on anything as he tried to think of his words. “You... You know exactly what I fuckin’ mean. Don’t you play dumb with me asshole!" His voice breaks, and his hand pulls harder at his hair till his scalp burned. "You don’t give a damn, I don’t even know why you’re here.” 

“You think I don’t give a shit?” Husk’s tone raised with a mix of pain and defiance. His eyes lock with Angel, refusing to back down. “Think again, spider boy. Seen enough pain and suffering to know when I see it. God damnit, I’m here aren’t I? Ain’t that enough to tell you that just maybe I care?”

Angel’s eyes twitched, his words coming out of one ear and right out the other. He takes the final step forward, closing the gap between them till their bodies are almost touching. His breath came out as ragged gasps as he stared directly into Husk’s fierce gaze. “If ya give a damn, then why the fuck do you torture me?” He seethes out, taking notice of the confusion in the other’s eyes. Of course he had to spell it out for him. Angel continues fiercely, tears welling up in his eyes. “Bein’ all nice ta me, nice as ya can be at least, listenin’ to me, pourin’ me drinks. Yet ya reject every single fucking advance. Won’t give spare me a glance, me, Angel Dust!”  

His hands shake with both rage and vulnerability as reaches up to Husk’s bow tie, gripping it tightly. 

“And guess what? I still want ya.” Angel spits out through gritted teeth, the admission laced with equal parts of desire and anger. “And you know that, don’t ya? You like it, havin’ the famous whore of Hell always chasin after you, yet not giving him an inch to work with. Ya like fucking with my head.” 

Husk’s eyes were wide as Angel glared down at him. He seems to be rendered speechless, a heavy silence between them as they both soak in Angel’s words. 

Then, there was two clawed hands wrapping around his thin wrists. They were gentle as they pried his hands away from his bow tie. Conflict quickly writes across Angel’s face, eyes flickering down to Husk’s hands. 

“Do you really think I’d ever enjoy this?” Husk begins, his voice hoarse, strained with emotions. “Fuckin’ hell Legs, there is nothing fun about that, nothing at all. You don’t get it, I don’t want to be some doll for you to throw around just because you’re feeling desperate.” 

A flicker of vulnerability crosses Angel’s eyes. This wasn’t what he was expecting at all. He was expecting a violent outburst, to feel a stinging hand across his face. But… He didn’t get any of that. Husk talked to him with patience, his hands barely wrapped around his wrists. Fuck, and the way he stared into his eyes, it felt like he saw his damaged soul. 

“I…” Angel begins, feeling at a loss for words. His anger sheds away in a blink of an eye, now he was left confused and not only that, he felt like a total asshole. “Husk…” 

He was cut off by the slight squeeze of Husk’s hands. Then he finally takes notice of those yellow eyes, there was a fire burning within them, an unspoken desire. 

“You want me? You really fuckin’ want me?” Husk leans closer until their breaths mingle together. “Then prove it.” 

His eyes widened, searching his face to confirm this was real, that this wasn’t another rejection. 

Angel’s gaze softens, and tears cloud his vision. “I’ll prove it.” He murmurs out, his voice shaky enough to make him feel embarrassed. 

The spider demon was the one to close the gap between them, pressing his lips against Husk’s with pure desperation. He was so… Soft. Right now, in Angel’s eyes, everything about Husk was soft.  

Husk didn’t push him away like Angel expected. Instead, he responded to Angel’s desperate kiss with equal need. He feels one clawed paw finding its way to tangle itself into Angel’s soft white hair, while the other settled firmly against the small of his back. Husk pulled him closer, and it felt so very warm.

Angel’s eyes screwed tight, tears seeping out and creating a path down his cheeks, making the kiss taste salty mixed within booze and cigarettes. 

Husk takes the lead, backing up until the back of his knees hit the bed. He lowers himself down onto the plush surface and Angel follows, moving to straddle the cat demon’s lap. He tilts his head down, deepening the kiss. 

It was so much better than all the times Angel day dreamed it in his head. Husk wasn’t rough, yet he matched Angel’s eagerness, pulling his body close till there was no space left between them. 

His lips felt like Heaven. How ironic. 

What felt like both forever and only a fleeting few moments, Angel was the first to pull away, taking in ragged breaths. He stares down at Husk, in complete awe. Husk gaze only held warmth and understanding. 

That gaze was enough to make Angel lose it. He wanted so badly to go into his usual act, settle back into his persona, to make some sort of cheeky remark yet he couldn’t, not right now. 

Right now, he was just Anthony. 

Fresh tears fill his eyes as he goes to shove his face into the crook of Husk’s neck. He sobs against his fur as all four arms wrap around the other’s body, his hold practically screaming, don’t let go. Never let go. Stay. 

“Husk…” He croaks, feeling so hopeless in the moment for showing such a vulnerable side to him. A raw, unfiltered display of pain and anguish and fear. 

Gently, Husk lowers them both further down onto the bed, his arms wrapping around his slim torso. 

“Shh… It’s alright.” Husk murmurs softly, running a comforting hand up and down Angel’s back. “I’ve got you.” 

He’s got him. 

That... sounds so nice. 

Husk was so wonderfully patient, allowing Angel to release all those pent up emotions that have been festering inside of him for far too long. There was no room for a façade, not right now, Angel allowed himself to cling onto Husk as if he was a life line. 

There are no grand promises or empty reassurances, just the comfort of being held and heard by someone who understands pain all too well. 

Angel then finds himself beginning to calm down, his breathing steadying itself. Not even an ounce of help from drugs or alcohol this time. 

He forces himself up, lifting his head from Husk’s shoulder. His voice comes out choked and broken as he looks into the older demon’s eyes. 

“Fuck… I’m sorry,” He mutters, his voice filled with remorse. “Didn’t mean to fuckin’ break down like this.” He wipes at his tears angrily, a mix of frustration and self disgust coursing through him. Did he seriously just sob his eyes after sharing his first kiss with Husk? How pathetic. 

He closes his eyes, taking a slow breath. “I… I also shouldn’t have blamed it all on you.” He lets out a long sigh, there was nothing worse than when he had to admit he was wrong. 

While his eyes were closed, Angel feels a hand cupping his face and the sound of deep chuckle hits his ears. He slides one eye open to look down at the demon below him with curiosity. 

“That must have been hard for you to say.” There was a smirk on his face and Angel wished he had it in him to give him a witty remark. Luckily, Husk continued, “I get it doll, sometimes it feels good to place blame on someone. I sure as hell do it all the time.” 

His thumb strokes away a stray tear, and fuck, Angel has never seen such a tender look on the usually grumpy demon’s face. 

“I’m sorry too, that I made you feel like I was just trying to torture you. In all honesty, I had no idea you… Actually felt this way towards me.” 

Angel’s brow quirked. “Are ya serious? I mean… How many times have I hit on ya?” 

Husk rolls his eyes, his smile not wavering. “And how many times have I seen you hit on others?” 

Angel huffs out, he got him there. 

“But listen to me. You’re allowed to want what you want,” His words turn into soft murmurs. “And I’m here now… To be whatever you need me to be, long as you don’t treat me like one of your boy toys.” 

Tears well up into his eyes once again, nuzzling into the tender hand on his cheek. He purrs out a sigh from the contact as he leans in closer. “I don’t need ya to be anythin’,” He says barely above a whisper, his lips barely brushing against Husk’s. “I just need ya to be here right now, want ya to hold me.” 

Without hesitation, Husk’s embrace around Angel tightened, holding him securely against his chest. Angel takes the chance to wiggle down, burying his face into his furry chest, breathing in his musk. 

“I’ll hold you all night if you need me to.” He replies in a low voice, his lips grazing over the top of his head. 

Angel hums contently in response, taking his words and holding them closely to his heart. As silence falls between them, a thought comes to his mind. He chuckles softly, the sound muffled against Husk’s chest. 

“Ya’know… I don’t think I’ve eva been on top of a guy without him fuckin’ me,” He says playfully, yet his voice was still filled with genuine warmth. He peers up, just enough for his pink eyes to peak out. “It’s nice.” 

The demon below him then lets out a low chuckle, his deep voice vibrating against the spider demon’s head nestled against his chest. “Well ain’t that something,” Husk replied, a smirk on his lips. “Glad to be your first.” 

Angel settled his head back against Husk, nuzzling into his fur with a soft smile on his lips. He laid there with Husk all night, and for the first time in a very long time, he was able to get some decent sleep. Husk felt like an oasis amidst the chaos of Hell, and right now? 

Right now that was more than enough. 

[noaltbruh]

hello! BIG congrats on 200 followers!! for the event i was wondering if i could request 💤,🍭, and 🍰 for johnny, gyro and josuke? thanks!

Ohhh alright! This'll be interesting! And thank you! :))

Link to main event.

💤How often do they fantasize about their S/O? Is the latter constantly on their mind?

Honestly, you must be something special if Johnny Joestar let you be a part of his life. You truly matter a lot to him in a world that has treated him like he was scum. So, you can guess this boy inevitably finds himself thinking about you on more than a few occasions.

Sometimes, he gets overwhelmed by negative thoughts, or is just not in a...Very happy headspace, which is when you come in! Just imagining you calls him down a little, and puts a small smile on his face, you're a very reassuring presence to him, you could say.

Johnny is also rather shy, so sometimes, he may find it easier to hide away in his thoughts and fantasize about you, instead of making them a reality. He doesn't want to appear clingy or too needy to always be by your side. he is.

~~~~~~

Gyro doesn't use his head much outside of combat lol. But those few brain cells he's still using are more inclined towards you than anything else. He's a quite proud guy, so he may find these thoughts overly cheesy, but he eventually learns to embrace them.

Imagine that he's just come up with a new joke, he won't be able to think about anything else but telling you about it. Or maybe he saw a teddy bear that "looked familiar" and he immediately bought it for you, so you could match!

I can see him also fantasizing about riding his horse with you, but that is the one idea he'll try to scrap and push away no matter what, no woman can ride Valkyrie...Although the perspective of it doesn't...Sound horrible.

~~~~~

Sweet sweeter sweetest boy, Josuke's thoughts about you are just as diabetes-inducing. He's not one who falls in love easily, but once he does, it's hard for him to think about anything that isn't you.

He won't pay attention in class because he's too busy imagining to be making fun of the teacher with you. He'll lose focus playing videogames since it's not same to play alone anymore. He might even just see a dress in a shop and give it to you for absolutely no reason aside from that fact that he thought it'd make you happy.

Also, stealing this idea from my friend, I have a feeling Josuke would often imagine what it'd be like to marry you. Just imagining you walk down the aisle while he's desperately try to hold back tears.

Yes, he has cried just thinking about it.

🍭 How easy is it to fluster them?

Now, Johnny used to get bitches, but not anymore, and he's kinda forgotten what it feels like to have someone show that type of interest in you. This means that getting him flustered will be a piece of cake.

Even if you're bad at flirting and mess up some words in an attempt at being smooth, he won't even notice and get embarrassed anyway. Compliment and show him that you appreciate his efforts, and it won't be long before his cheeks turn pink.

Also, friendly reminder that anything the stand feels is felt by the user as well. Hug or pat lil' Tusk act 1 with your own power, and Johnny will also get flustered by the indirect manifestation of affection.

~~~~~

Luck is not exactly on your side when it comes to get Gyro flustered. Dude has hooked up with lots and lots of women, and has learned a lot from each one of those experiences, simple flirting is not gonna work.

Take into account that most of your attempts will be nullified by him with ease. He'll tell you how cute he thinks it is that you're trying to embarrass him, before he teases you back, actually succeeding in doing so.

There is one obscure way to get him to turn red, and that is calling him by his actual name. He blushed even just saying it out loud. If you were to do so, and continued to after he told you to, you can be sure that it won't take long for him to try and hide his face with his hat.

~~~~~~

Josuke is quite the easy prey too, I won't lie. Perhaps not as much as Johnny, but it won't take too much to get him flustered. He really likes receiving compliments from you and remembers all of them, blushing a little just at the memory of it.

It is very likely that both of you will get rosy cheeks though, since this boy is ready to compliment or tease back in such a natural way he may not even realize what he'd doing. You both look cute though, and probably end up giggling together realizing what just happened.

It may be obvious, but I think saying something nice about his hair, especially if it's not his usual haircut, would really hit him right in the heart. A pat on his head, and he's already leaning on to your chest, not showing his face, trying to deny his embarrassment.

🍰 How teasing are they? Do they often flirt with their S/O?

Johnny couldn't flirt to save his life lol. Like O said, he just doesn't have a clue anymore about relationships, and despite how much he loves you, teasing you is not the best way he has to show it.

He does know that you'd probably like of he tried to, from time to time, so he might make an effort to think of something smooth to make you sway. When he realized he doesn't know what to do, he'll probably ask Gyro for help lmao.

Tries to play it cool when one of his pickup lines actually work, but he's definitely letting out a huge sigh of relief and hearing Angels' choirs. I can see him getting the hand of it with a lot of practise, but he's trying :D

~~~~~~

Yes! Definitely! Gyro just adores flirting and teasing you, he can't help himself, it just comes incredibly natural to him. Not that he minds though, he enjoys every second of it.

Rest assured that he won't be missing out on a single opportunity to make you blush. He's really good at it, since he's had his fair amount of experience with dating beforehand, and his confidence and smoothness are of great help.

Even if you're getting attacked, he'll still find some way to get you flustered.

Maybe he's just beaten the crap out of gunslinger while covered in blood, looking all menacing. If he catches you staring at him, he'll probably say something like "Mh? What is it? Like what you see?~" Followed by his iconic laughter and a wink.

~~~~~~

Okay, Josuke's situation is a mix of two main factors. He's someone who values romantic love and doesn't go around flirting with anyone he sees. Which means that if he were to tease or compliment you, you genuinely means what he's saying, and because of this, it comes very simple to him.

With that being said, this boy is also naturally good at flirting for some reason, he has a lot of abilities he keeps hidden, and if he's feeling goofy that day, or thinks it's a good time, he won't hesitate to bring out this...Talent of him.

He 100% likes to do so when the two of you are in public, especially since it knows that it's even more effective this way. If you were to tell him to stop, he'd chuckle before actually doing so. He respects his darling's wishes, after all ;)

[hyukalyptus]

ot5's reaction to bsf chubby!reader wearing tight clothes like a bodycon ? ;-;

:c ugh bsf chubby!reader is literally my favorite thing in the entire fkn world lol. let’s put some thoughts together, hm?

cw. clubbing, dancing, a stranger is kinda mean in tae’s (nothing specific is mentioned), lmk if there’s anything else!

yeonjun—let’s say his feelings aren’t fully ~realized~ yet lol. i mean he’s always flirted w you like he does all of his friends. but seeing you walk in the bar for a cute lil night out w ur friend group, it’s like everything stops for a second. he stops talking in the middle of his sentence, just stares at you. whoever he’s talking to is like “yeonjun??? hello?” and he clears his throat and is like “sorry what?” and his dude bro friend won’t stop teasing him for it the rest of the night. and when yalls favorite song comes on “ah yeonjun! let’s dance~” and its so hard for him to keep his hands off you :( and that's when his big fat crush started lol

soobin—already has a crush on you. and he's SO sweet about it </3 waiting for you in his car when you step outside your front door, just watching you. he's already trained himself to be calm around you, but seeing every curve of ur body makes it a bit more challenging than usual. plopping down in his passenger seat and "...well?" "what?" "how do i look ? this is a new dress..i'm kinda nervous about it.." eyebrows furrowed. lips pouty as he’s been granted the privilege to look at ur body. “y-you, uh, you look…good.” “damn i must look really good if you’re stumbling over your words like that.”

beomgyu—would be such a tease like “woah you look nice for a change.” “whose attention you trying to get tonight?” “someone’s trying to get some.” while also hiding how much he was drooling over you. he’d never seen you like this before. you just didn’t go clubbing with him often, so he’d never been given the chance. but oh do you look sexy in your dress tonight. watching from afar as you dance with a stranger. watching them touch and squeeze you. wishing it was him.

taehyun—of course noticed ur ass and thighs in those biker shorts. and so did everyone else at the park. he could see everyone looking you up and down, turning their heads to get a better look. his ears were red. but you liked the attention so it’s none of his business anyway. until he overheard some jerk make a gross comment to one of his buddies. “what was that?” he instantly turns into a protective bestie ready to punch someone and the guy quickly retreats at the sight of his big biceps. the cute “thanks, tae~” with a hair twirl you give him makes him blush, adding a sweet kiss to your forehead for good measure.

hueningkai—is it cheating to say i feel like he’d cave immediately? i feel like he’d already have a crush on you, but when you come back from changing into lounge clothes and you’re wearing leggings, he can’t take it anymore. “look, i’ve been…meaning to talk to you about something…” he’s so nervous and you can tell. “what is it? you know you can tell me anything.” looking down while he tries to put his thoughts into words. “i’ve been…having these feelings…” and he takes a big pause. “i just- i think you’re beautiful and i wanted you to know that.”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Good evening, I got another idea for your new event

Aces' older brother and grim interaction like "oh, Ace, how you got so tall— agh! It's not Ace" "oh? Oh. Oooh, hello. Isn't it that 'stupid raccoon' my lil' bro was talking about? " "HEY! Don't call THE great Grim raccoon! "

[Referencing this interaction!]

… I like how we’ve come to a silent consensus that Big Bro Trappola is just a taller version of Ace 😂

Fun fact: In the JP fandom, a lot of fans call Ace’s brother “Jack”, a reference to the character “Jack Hearts” from the Villain Recruiters group (part of Tokyo Disney Sea’s Halloween events).

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

You heard Grim's familiar shrill cries echo up from the bottom of a twisting stairwell. Peering down over the banister, you found an auburn-haired boy detaining Grim by the scruff, the poor little beast flailing for freedom. You called out to them as you jogged down the stairs, speaking a name you knew so well: Ace.

As you approached, a realization started to set in—that Ace was far taller than usual. But surely it was the same cheery troublemaker you'd always known. He had the same cheeky smile and bright eyes.

A growth spurt? Or had he defied Riddle's warnings to not eat the dubious mushrooms that grew in the Heartslabyul gardens?

Ace casually raised his free hand to wave as you descended. “Yo.”

“Hey!! Wow Ace, when did you get this tall?” you said teasingly.

The corner of his mouth lifted, amused. You noticed that he had parted his bangs today, and had drawn on his heart much smaller, more of an accessory than a statement piece.

“Well, you know how it is. A growing boy like me’s always got something up his sleeve.”

“M-Minion, there you are!!” Grim sputtered, aggressively kicking his furry feet midair. “Quick, after this imposter!”

“Imposter?”

“Don’t mind him. Little dude’s got his tail in a twist cuz I called him a raccoon.” A wicked grin crept onto Ace’s lips. It was easy and devil-may-care—and Ace was that devil. “Isn’t that right, ta-nu-ki-chan?”

He prodded Grim’s cheek with each singsong syllable. One, two, three, four… and Grim lost it.

“MYAAAH!!” He thrashed about wildly, swiping his paws at his just-out-of-reach captor. “I’m so MAD, I could spit!! When I get my paws on you, I’ll…!”

“Watch it, or you’ll set the whole dorm on fire,” you warned, “and then we’ll have an upset Riddle to deal with.”

“Who, the teapot tyrant? Isn’t he off sipping tea somewhere? I wouldn’t worry about him.”

“Ace!!” You gaped at him, eyes wide. “You talking about him is just going to make Riddle magically manifest to collar you again! It’s like the universe is out to get you at this point.”

“I’m cool with that. I doubt he’ll behead me anyway.”

“What makes you think he won’t?!”

Ace simply shrugged and wiggled his brows—as if daring you to guess. “Let’s just say I don’t think I’m the guy he’d be after,” he said mysteriously with a wink.

“AHHHHHHHH!!”

You startled at the scream that tore through the air. Your head whipped in the direction of it, expecting an enraged Riddle, face red and nostrils flaring, charging at you. Instead, the person scrambling over was…

“Ace?!”

You looked back at the young man holding onto Grim, then again at the one fast approaching. Side by side, the little differences between them came to light.

The taller Ace was sharper in every way—eyes, lips, face. His attire was far more casual than Riddle would allow for: an open vest, dress shirt undone a few buttons, a loose tie thrown over his shoulder. He had a relaxed maturity about him, as though Ace had been aged into some semblance of adulthood, but had maintained all of his wonder.

The imposter assumed a sheepish smirk. “‘Sup, lil’ bro?”

“Don’t ‘sup, lil’ bro me!!” Ace groaned, marching over to land a swift punch to his brother’s arm arm. “Dude, you can’t just ditch me to go screw with my friends! Only I'm allowed to do that!"

“My bad, my bad. I was just curious about what kinda people you hang around with.” His brother laughed, setting Grim back on the ground. You were quick to grab him before he circled around to attack the older Trappola’s pant leg.

“So,” Ace’s brother continued, his gaze trained on you and Grim, “you must be the ones that had Ace running to Sage’s Island over winter break. He was really worried when you got your SOS text. Basically broke his piggy bank to make sure he had enough allowance to take public transportation back to NRC.”

“Oh? Really? I had no idea he was so desperate to be my hero.”

“H-Hey, don’t listen to him! He’s blowing it out of proportion! I totally wasn’t that worried,” Ace protested. “Besides, if dummies like you and Deuce weren’t around… then school life would be so much more boring. A wellness check here or there’s fine, so lay off!”

His brother chuckled. Leaning into your ear, he murmured, “That’s how Ace shows that he cares.”

“Oi, what are you whispering about?!” Ace cried, elbowing his brother out of the way. “Stop gettin’ all chummy with MY friends and butt out. You’re supposed to be spending time with your family today anyway, so let’s get going!”

“What, I was just about to embarrass you by sharing stupid stories with them~”

“Like I’d like that happen!!” With a pout, Ace yanked on his brother’s arm. “Come on, you have adult stuff to do!!”

"Like you don’t have kid stuff to do?”

“I’m NOT a little kid anymore!”

“And I’m still young at heart.”

Stuck between the duo, you and Grim exchanged knowing glances.

“Those two… they really are alike, huh?”

“You know it, minion.”

[autisticlancemcclain]

fic rec friday 42

hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

The Wrath of Kzhan by Oh_Contrary

A mission goes terribly wrong when Lance and Pidge are betrayed by their would-be allies. Now Pidge is injured and it's up to Lance to get her to safety-- But can he do so in time to save her? And even if he does, who's going to save him?

pidge & lance fic? ft. bamf protective lance? focus on platonic/sibling love? i got u guys. hard angst with a lot of fear but heavy fluff and comfort at the end, and a very interesting and intentional plot!

2. Lion Heart by ErinWantsToWrite

Lance can't remember. He doesn't know where he is, why he's on this strange planet- yeah a planet that isn't earth- he's just fourteen! Why was he here? Where was his mom? His big sister? Why was this giant, mechanical, blue lion comforting him? Why were these people talking to him through a helmet, even if he couldn't answer? How does he get out of this suit-Who are those purple dudes outside of the lion?

i will always always ALWAYS have the softest of soft spots for de-aged lance. its gotta be one of the top three plot devices fr. oh? lance doesnt know how to be his true self around his team? and his team doesnt know how to understand him yet? here is an easy and fun to read solution 😊

3. Hide and Seek by @zipadeea

“We can’t say blue, I’m already blue. It would just get confusing.” “You go out of your way to make our lives confusing, Lance.” “Memes save lives, Keith. That’s all you need to know.” The story of how Voltron got its official Code Blue for medical emergencies. And the five times the paladins use it.

this fic is pretty evenly centered around all the team, but shiro lovers im calling u rn. the last scene with keith and lance and shiro actually made me want to curl up and sob in the best possible way i thought it about it for days after

4. Up the river by @zipadeea

Lance falls in a river on a strange planet, and gets stranded up the river with an even stranger kid. He's getting pretty tired of waiting for his friends to come rescue him, before realizing, maybe this time, he's going to have to figure out a way to save himself.

i need yall to undestand how batshit feral this fic made me. im always a little bit obsessed with religious imagery, thats just how things are, but this one just had it everywhere and so seamlessly?? in fact i think i actually went insane about this fic before in a separate post, i cant remember when, i just know that ive read this fic a stupid amount of times and i have specific lines memorised and i think about it all the time

5. Take It In, Feel It All and Hold It by @bleusarcellewrites

“Do you wanna try it out, Lance?” Lance blinks at him, eyes narrowed in confusion and making the adult to chuckle. “Dancing, son. Do you wanna dance with me?” “I dunno how, papa.” The five years-old bites his lower lip unsure, looking up at his dad nervously but the adult just smiles softly at his son and holds out both of his hands towards the child. “It’s okay, son,” he comforts gently, “Just take my hands, I got you.” [Small moments that made Lance realize how much he loves dancing with the people he loves]

okay i know a good chunk of you are new so im gonna give u a lil chunk of information, from a voltron elder (my old ass). bleusarcelle was at one point the reigning goddamn monarch of the klance fic world like well and truly. the most iconic and well loved domestic klance fics have ALL come from bleusarcelle i swear to god. and this fic? this particular one? this one is absolutely THEE most parent klance fic of all time. read this and have ur cheeks ache with your smile

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

[ttr-loviz]

READER X Shinichiro

Enemies to lover

Third piece

Chp3.

The next morning.

Shinichiro went to school to see Y/n in her usual place in front of her locker like every morning. He stared at her, shook his head, and went on to join his group of friends. He couldn't face her now because of last nights dream he had.

Y/n was a bit confused bc she thought Shinichiro would come up to her and tease her or just comment on her appearance like every single day he did "what was that about..?" She muttered to herself before closing her locker and went to her class.

During class, when the teacher comes in, she introduces new students: "Okay, class, we are having new students joining us today, so be kind to him." She looks at the tall, handsome boy with dark fluffy hair

"Introduce urself".

"Hello, my name is H/n." He brightly smiled

"I moved here recently, and I hope we all get along together."

He was quite handsome in her opinion. Then, the teacher points to the empty spot next to y/n and tells H/n to sit next to y/n.

Well, well, well, he seemed to be nonchalant, but actually, he was a very kind and talkative person. H/n and y/n were already talking like friends. They would be very close in such a short time, huh?

At that point, Shinichiro was glaring at them. Always glancing at them, he didn't know why, but it was frustrating for Shinichiro, and that was really weird for someone like him. Like, no one, i mean no other guys talked to her that close before, so it's oddly weird for him. He was the only person who talked with her like that before, so eventually he got very jealous.

Y/n and H/n were talking and chatting all morning, acting like best of friends.

H/n "So theres was a girl who bumped me while i was walking down the hall to the teachers office, I turned back to hear an apology but instead i got a mean glare from her! The nerves... man, kids need to be more respectful. " He laughed as Y/n giggled. "You sound like an old man H/n." She nudges him by her elbow.

While this was going on. On the other side of the classroom, Shinichiros patients were running low from just the sheer sight of Y/n talking chatting to another guy like that. "Fucking shut up..." he mutters in his mouth annoyed. Shinichiro didnt want to hear her laugh at some other dude that isn't him. But the worst part about it was she wouldn't laugh at his jokes or comments like that and it hurt him a little.

Suddenly the teacher talks up "Class! Next week the school trip is happening so remember to put a reminder and tell your parents." She announced to the class.

H/n "Hey Y/n, you will go right? If your not going then I will lonely cuz ur the only friend I have in here right now." He chuckles. "Duh ofc i will." She nods.

Shinichiro overhead their conversation and was surprised that she was going, I mean she didnt go before but now suddenly she was going? And that set Shinichiro off even more.

The teacher leaves as the bell rang dismissing the students. Shinichiro leaves after the teacher, he walls down the hallway towards his friends and they all see him in a bad mood.

"You guys comin? To the trip i ment." Shinichiro asks them, they all agreed and one of his friends calls out. "Y-yeah we will but bro.. you good? You dont seem like urself."

"Nahh something just got me worked up, its no big deal.." he sighs. Another one says "So should we head out? They're all waiting for you."

"Yeah, let's go."

Tbc...

(swwy we took lil long to wrote it cuz we WAS TOO LAZY! <3)

From: J&Y !! :3

[short-black-diamond]

Hiii :)

Hope ur doing okay <3. I wanted to ask if u could make a part 2 of Tokyo revengers member with a hijabi girl but this time they’re married and it’s like a headcanon of how the guys act in public, or if they help her to dress up please ! :) (if u do it, I’m okay with all characters but can u add mitsuya plzzz)

I rlly don’t know if that’s clear bc English isn’t my first language but I hope it is and sorry for the typos !!

Btw hello from France, I love ur headcanons hehee :))

Heyyy, I hope everything is okay over there, France looks like it's burning rn from the news I'm getting. Also yeah I am totally doing this!

Also your english is pretty good so don't worry sweetheart,

Also I did not proofread

Characters : Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Baji, Mitsuya

Tokyo revengers with a muslim wife :D

Part one , part two -> tr with a muslim friend

Ran

This slick mf

this click model lanky ass dude mf

how did you even get to date him? With his fvking braids???

Anyways, back to the now where he has a better haircut-

Since he is what we could say the main leader of Roppongi, he must also have access to many clothing shops

and when I tell you he let his underlings install as many modest shops as possible-

just to go on a walk with you and be like-

"Oh, that is new. Wanna go in and see some dresses or skirts for you?"

again, he is a slick mf

but you somehow love him so i let you vibbeeeee

"Oh, that looks nice- oop, nope, not for me.", you muttered after you checked the price on the tag of a pretty looking dress

but ran just took it and put it on his underarm like a waiter would

you felt bad the whole time

cuz like, everything is so expensive???

but no shit cuz it has qualityyyyy

chile anyways

you got like ten dresses and two abayas you wanted to "just try out"

mind you ran is actually planning to buy the whole store for you

but you are also no better, you are a lil shit as well

when you got to the place where they hung the hijabs, you smirked at him mischieviously

your were trying to hold in your laugh as you tapped him on the shoulder

"He-hey Ran...w-wanna try this out?", and you couldn't do no more than to burst out laughing

ran just smiled at you in fondness while he thought back to the day where you first led him to one of the stores you frequented and he wanted to make you laugh

so he put on a headshawl, but he looked more like a grandma than a modest woman

and you had that exact picture in mind as you were giggling

at least he was your husband now

he pays for everything, he is sweet to you, and you feel comfortable around him, even in public

y'all look like a power couple tbh

he looks rich and you're his precious woman

damn I'm feeling so single now. Thanks for requesting this. It's a great reminder on how I'll never find a rich man like him.

Rindou

shy, still surprised and happy that you decided to marry him

like, you married him? he was bald on both sides of his head in his teen age gírl!

he looks better now-

enough of the bullying, this tsundere man (I still know nothing about these guys) had the same idea as his older brother and so, there were many shops, but under his name. He financed them, and so it was no surprise when he took you out on a shopping spree, only for you to take whatever you want

safe to say he fell in love all over again when he saw you happily strolling ahead and picked some clothes for yourself

he also loves showing you off

like, he's also lucky that you don't mind stepping out in public with him

y'all also look like a power couple

and honestly, he thinks that you look absolutely beautiful, covered in the finest silk and smiling that sweet smile of yours

Sanzu

You were the reason he stopped falling into the abyss of temporary ecstasy, which would lead to his death

He was surprised that you didn't look at him weirdly

and now, he is happy to call himself your husband

he loves touching the different susbances like jersey, silk, or cotton cloth, which you would use to cover your head with

"This one looks nice! Want me to buy it for you?"

Such a sweet man for you

always tells you when there's hair visible, also stands in front of you, looking down on you with a fond smile as you hurriedly fix your hijab

loves holding your hand and swinging it around

Feels much better when you tell him about Islam and stories from the prophets

wants to protect you at all costs because you're just so beautiful and sweet and he wouldn't be able to live alone anymore if something happened to you,

I mean,

you saved him from the drugs and alcohol, he wants to save you form all the bastards outside

Baji

You guys got together because he beated up a few guys who were harrassing you

stares at the men who look at you for longer than 0.0000001 second

like Baji...

please-

anyways

hates it when you wash your stuff and he has to iron them then, because he fears that he'd either not iron it perfectly, or the iron burns your precious and expensive cloths

you always tell him to let you do it yourself, his deadass response is always:

"If I can't iron my wife's clothes then what type of man am I?!?"

We love Baji

Is also in love with your cooking? Or when you go to a restaurant which has your traditional food, he is all in

wants to have kids with you, like in the first month of being married, he was like, "would you like to start a family? I'd love to see my daughters wearing hijabs as well"

Goals

we got him, sisters

You smile, "Let's wait a little"

Like c'mon Baji, let your wife have a calm live, kids can come later

but he still managed to put you into a baby fever

Sends you fucking videos of mothers playing with their daughters

little girls putting on niqabs

little biys praying alongside or behind their father

Baji got taught how to pray by you, your father, or his newly found friends in mosques

he wants to have children so bad, and the fact that Islam is not just a religion but the way of living life, he wants to teach his younglings as well

(How did I think about kids all of a sudden???)

Mitsuya

You better believe that when you ask him to go buy clothes with you, he's only looking for ideal cotton which won't irritate your skin

will make you feel guilty by saying: "don't you trust my skills?"

damn another gaslighter, but in a healthy way

I mean, sure, buying cotton itself is expensive, but at least he knows what fits you spot on and you don't have to look for stuff that you'll only wear once a month

takes lessons on how to make the perfect hijab and dress for you

I've said it once but I'll say it again,

GOALSSS

ok now here again

will have the same idea as baji and ask you if you'd like to have kids

to make them hijabs as well

In his next fashion meeting, he introduces the idea of having his models run the stage with modest clothing, and got accepted

when I tell you their marketing skyrocketed-

You're happy that your husband launches modest clothing for other muslims as well

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Sorry if it got shorter and shorter but that was all I could come up with. And now looking back, I'm confused as to why Ran's is so long, I don't even like him, like wtf?

Anyways, I hope you liked it!

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[joshlmbrt]

coworkers to lovers w dalton <33 being his trainer at like a little coffee shop on campus and he barely catches anything you’re telling him bc he’s so heart eyes <333 he knows he’s in love when you stand up for him against a shitty customer bc “oh fuck shes kinda hot when shes all scary”

everyone - meet my new best friend (we are keeping dalton lambert alive). THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST BABE !!! this will be my first official lil blurb for dalton and i’m super excited. i hope you feel better soon ❤️‍🩹 w; some dude being rude to dalton but besides that - pure fluff!!

when dalton steps into the little coffee shop he has passed by on campus - his nose is being prodded by the sweet, yet bitter, smell of coffee, caramel, and a little cinnamon.

people have conversations at tables over an instrumental version of the smiths with paper and books spread out.

“dalton lambert?” his head swivels around and his eyes are met by a girl - two inches shorter than he was, curly hair, and a dark skin tone. her eyes were a piercing green.

“that’s me.” he says awkwardly, a thin lipped smile. she grins softly, sensing the nerves.

“i’m maya. you don’t have to be nervous or anything - you’re gonna be in good hands.” he only nods, blinking.

“sorry! sorry,” his eyes snap towards you, your shoulder bumping into maya’s, chest heaving out a loud huff. “my teacher, mr. daniels, had us stay back for whatever reason.”

maya snorts, motioning towards dalton. “you’re fine. but this is dalton, the guy you’re gonna be training,” your head turns and you give him a smile, nose scrunching slightly. his fingers tighten on the strap of his bag. “i gotta go though because i’m about to be late for class. can you clock me out?”

“yep! no worries!” you wave after maya, wishing her a nice day, before turning back to dalton. the smile on your face drops and so does his when he notice. “now, dalton. don’t get in my way - or we are gonna have a problem. got it?”

he gulps and nods hesitantly, hair brushing over his neck. “y…yeah. got it.”

you squint your eyes at him before busting out in a laugh, waving your hand dismissively. “sorry. i had to do that follow me!”

you turn and walk towards the door that leads behind the counter. dalton stands for a second, letting out a small breath before following behind you.

you go over everything there is to know behind the counter, explaining that once he’s there for a little longer, one of the coffee makers will teach him more about steaming milk, grounding coffee, and making little designs.

for now, he has the honors of taking people’s orders.

it was going well until nick had stepped in - dalton grips the counter slightly and his chin drops to his chest. he’d only been here a week and he can tell today, of all days, is going to be awful.

“could i get a caramel frappè?”

not a ‘hello, how are you? how was your day?’

dalton nods, pressing on the screen. “anything else?”

nicks eyes finally lower from the menu, a small smile spreading over his face - not the nice kind. “no way,” there’s a laugh that gets stuck in his throat. “dalton lambert, you would work in a café.”

dalton opens his mouth but your butting in - realizing this isn’t the first time he had an encounter with nick. “and what’s that supposed to mean?” your weight is shifted over onto one leg, hands on your hips as you tilt your head.

dalton’s head turns towards yours quickly, long lashes fluttering over his cheeks as he blinks, surprised you stepped in.

nick, seemingly caught off guard by how fast you slipped into the conversation, blinks at you, eyes flickering back and forth to you and the long haired boy who can’t look away from you. “i was just-”

“just what? wanting to make fun of someone who is actually wanting to make money instead of leeching off of their parents and friends?”

nick seems to shrink slightly at that, laughing a bit nervously when the two friends he had came in with gives him a questioning look.

“dalton here,” your hand lands on his shoulder and he stiffens slightly, heart speeding up. “wants to work hard for what he wants and you will not give him a hard time for that anymore, got it?” your brows lift, chin tilting down slightly with a stern look.

nick clears his throat, fixing the letterman jacket he had gotten from high school football. “let’s go, guys.” he turns, walking out of the café with red cheeks of embarrassment.

you pull your hand from dalton’s shoulder. “sorry for touching you if you don’t like being touched. and butting up. i could just tell you let him say stuff to you and you weren’t going to say anything.”

dalton’s lips upturn slightly, a small laugh leaving his throat. “you seem to know a little about me already and i’ve only been here a week.”

you smile, nose tilting up in the air slightly as you rock on your heels. “i pay attention to things i like, lambert. and you’re one of them.”

he’s left speechless when you walk away, head turning over your shoulder as you send him another smile that he wants to draw.

maybe he’s found another muse.

[misteria247]

*somewhere off screen April O'Neil's voice talking to Casey Jones and Cassandra Jones*

(Is the camera on?)

(Yep! All ready to roll news girl!)

(Great! Cass! Sound mic working?)

(Yes, it's working.)

(Alright! Hey Red get in position!)

(We'll be rolling in 5, 4, 3, 2-)

*the camera flashes on revealing April O'Neil of the Rise verse and April O'Neil of the 12 verse. The younger April is holding a microphone while the older one a tape recorder and notepad*

April (Rise): Hello everyone and welcome to-!!! The O'Neil News Broadcasting Channel-!!! I'm your favorite new reporter April, recording live the day before the Tmnt AU Competitions!!! Joining me here today is none other than your favorite blogger and one of my besties April O'Neil!!!

April (12): Glad to be here April, I consider it an honor to join you on this awesome adventure!

April (Rise): I'm glad that you're here too! Joining us also is our favorite cameraman Casey Jones! And our lovely fellow camerawoman Cassandra Jones!

*off screen Casey and Cass let out somewhat violent but enthusiastic "Sups????"*

April (Rise): So what are we gonna do today April????

April (12): Well April, today we're gonna be interviewing the cast of Universal Collision! As well as perhaps even get some words from the writer! So strap in folks and join us on this adventure!!!

*cue April and April smiling at the camera, and Casey and Cassandra giving thumbs up from the side of the shot before it cuts to black*

*sometime later the camera comes back on the image showing a large gymnasium full of various different turtles, sitting on the bleachers is Michelangelo and Mikey the two beaming brightly*

April (Rise) holding her microphone out towards them: So tell us boys! How are we feeling about this competition that's coming up?

Mikey bouncing slightly in his seat: Ohmigosh excited!!! This is absolutely insane that we're really apart of something so big!!!

Michelangelo chiming in: Shell yeah lil dude!! There's so many radical aus here!!! And the games going on have been entertaining!!!

April (12) holding out her recorder: That's great guys! Have any last words for the viewers at home before we go find your brothers?

Michelangelo: Don't forget to vote for Universal Collision dudes!

Mikey: And good luck to the rest of the contestants! We believe in you guys and we'll be rooting for you!

Michelangelo: Heh! Cowabunga lil dude!!

*Michelangelo and Mikey give each other a high three faces bright with excitement for tomorrow*

*the camera cuts to black once more for a brief moment before it comes back, now in the two orange turtles place is Donnie and Donatello*

April (12): Thanks for joining us today boys! Can you tell us how you're feeling now that the competition is tomorrow?

Donatello nervously: Well to be honest I'm feeling a little bit nauseous. There's just so many cool turtles to compete against, it's kinda hard not to feel imitated.

Donnie nonchalantly: Scoff, yee have little faith my ingenious friend. We've got this in the bag either way, whether we win or lose. So there's no need to feel nervous.

April (Rise): Oh? Someone's confident Dee, you seem pretty sure that Universal Collision will win.

Donnie: Oh I'm not sure, I know we will. We'll win whether we make through this round tomorrow or not.

April (Rise) slightly suspicious: And why's that Donathan?

*Donatello gives Donnie a look while Donnie just smirks*

Donnie: Let's just say that me and Don here are gonna be the winners whether we lose or not.

April (12) now herself getting suspicious: Boys........did you......please tell me that you didn't-

Donatello nonchalantly: Possibly got our hands on some money and ordered some things for future experiments?

Donnie not missing a beat: No. We didn't, tch to think that our own best friends would doubt us in this manner. Anyways vote for Universal Collision tomorrow.

*the two girls stare at them unimpressed while Casey snorts in the background*

*the camera cuts to black before flashing back to life, the purple turtles now gone and instead Raph and Raphael are there*

April (Rise): It's nice to have you here with us Big Red and Little Red! Got anything to add to this interview?? Like how you're feeling?

Raph with a determined smile: To be honest Raph's just ready to kick some shell. I've been waiting to get into the ring and now that it's coming up I'm gonna give it my all.

Raphael shrugging: As long as I can bust some heads in then I honestly don't really care.

April (12): Haha you do realize that you can't bust people's heads in right Raph?

Raphael:.........

April (12): Raph.

Raphael simply: I could if you let me.

Raph leery: You know that we can't do that it's not a brawl it's a voting system.

Raphael not missing a beat: And it can be a voting system for who can kick ass the best! Come on Raph! You can not tell me that you're not curious about the other variants of us and they'd do in a fight you're literally me!

*Casey and Cassandra wheezing in the background while Raph just stares at his smaller counterpart already tired but not denying it*

Raph: I won't let him or Don get too far. That's a promise. Also Raph and little me gonna kick shell tomorrow! So cheer for Universal Collision gang! You won't regret it.

*camera cuts to black once more before coming back to life, the red turtles no where to be seen, instead Leo and Leonardo are in their place*

April (Rise): Our final interview here live right now! Now tell us boys! How you feeling before the big day???

April (12) adding on: Have any personal thoughts to add on???

Leo smirking: Only that we're gonna rock this thing! I mean come on, we've got the coolest, most badass group around! We'll do great!

Leonardo softly: As to how we're feeling, I think I can speak for me and Leon here that we're fairly confident that things will work out in the end. And we're honored to be apart of this event.

Leo leaning on Leonardo's back slightly: Exactly! So to all our adoring fans! Thank you for having us here and we can't wait to see y'all tomorrow in the competition!

Leonardo with a small smile: We'll do our best tomorrow and we hope that you all at home will help us.

April (Rise) pulling her microphone back to her: And that concludes the interviews! Thank you all so much for joining us today on this adventure!

April (12) putting her recorder away: And please don't forget to cast your votes for your favorite aus! We're looking forward to seeing all your lovely faces tomorrow! Till next time-!!

*the camera transitions from the two girls smiling at it to a shot of the whole group smiling and giving the viewers of the O'Neil News Broadcasting Channel thumbs up*

*then the screen fades to black for the final time*

Jokes aside please vote for Universal Collision tomorrow and good luck to everyone!!! I'll be rooting for you!!!!

[shallowseeker]

You know what's crazy ( ⊙_◎) ? Literally everybody and their momma said to Dean that Cas is in love with him, But at the same time we kinda have just as much saying Cas doesn't have feelings for him. Most iconically Naomi (which honestly slay for her),Pamela kind of , and just as much blaming dean for cas's "downfall", Ishm, Uriel, Hael. Demons knowing abt it.

Would love to know abt your theories on how they know that Cas was specifically in love than deep friendship

Hello! I hope you don't mind me adding your second part to this:

Pt2 I got kind of more to say but sent too quickly, anyways! Like angels can understand emotion especially the ones more in control, angels have felt before, Lucifer and anna and other fallen angels so it's not like it's a new concept and that cas was unique in that matter but yea curious on why you think the angels knew cas was specifically in love

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This is a lovely ask, and I struggled to do it justice all week and I...just can't. So my answer will run the gamut of all the vibes. I hope you don't mind! :D

Biggest giveaway?

Cas's default is -> he's a big dick

The theorem: As Cas is to Sam (read: mean), Cas is to most everyone else.

Support: Cas was by Ishim's definition, "the angel's angel," he exemplified everything warrior-angels should be. In the words of Naomi: "swift, brutal, no hesitation."

Behavior: Sam is Cas's friend, but Cas is also kind of a dick to Sam. He gets annoyed with Sam, even pretty late in the series, especially when Dean's not around (when Dean went to AU world, Cas was abrupt with Sam, rolling his eyes and making lil digs, especially when they're interacting with Gabriel). And well, the crux of my argument is that think that's actually his default with all angels/people.

Dude was stationed with Uriel. At one time, they were the biggest assholes in the garrison, okay?

This default serves to highlight the ones he's gentle with:

The list of the people Cas "babies" is vanishingly small (Dean, Meg, Samandriel, Claire, Hannah, Charlie maybe, Jack, Mary, and eventually Rowena, only occasionally Sam). He's much meaner with his actual friends, and almost all of his close friends are a little mean.

That's my fun answer, anyway. :-D

My serious answer is, however, a little contrarian...I hope you don't mind, but I wanted a little variety today. I'm not gonna support all this with text like I usually do, but it's one of the things I'm going to focus on in my next rewatch. Maybe!

TLDR for below; I don't think a lot of people really knew. We confuse misrepresentative-innuendo and conceptualized-loyalty for “romantic” understanding at our own risk.

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I don't think everyone and their mother actually knows that Cas is in romantic love with Dean

Or at least...not in the capacity that certain phrases are emphasized in fanon.

That's not to say I don't think some characters suspect. I do.

But I think some of the soldier-angels shriek moreso over shifting loyalties and perceptions of corruption. They perceive the shifting of Cas's loyalty to the human family as corruption and abandonment.

In fact, I think Cas bedding down with his human family could be a sore spot for the angels in particular; it's like God abandoning them for humans all over again. I'm not so sure they view that abandonment as romantic...only that Dean is the root of the problem.

TLDR; I think most recognize it as devotion, but I don't think it's well-parsed, especially for the soldier-angels. I think their assumptions run the gambit, from fealty to devotion to fanatical, and I can easily, easily see them viewing Cas's allegiance to Jack with the same kind of unhinged grief.

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In the world of SPN, I think much of the romantic and sexual needling comes down to warring power dynamics and simple verbal sparring/one-upmanship

Characters will do anything to get the upper hand and feel in control in a dicey situation, and those barbs often come in the form of misrepresenting, diminishing, and disrespecting other characters' relationships, whether those are relationships with their parents, siblings, friends, comrades, or other loved ones.

In SPN, we get numerous equal-opportunity jokes about sexual attractions, incest, love, affection, weakness, etc etc etc.

TLDR; I think the one-off innuendos are often not a real commentary on the truth of any relationship but simply...disrespect.

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Some examples to consider:

Balthazar - Often held up as proof that Bal thinks Castiel is "in love with Dean," I don't think Bal's line "The one in the dirty trenchcoat who's in love with you" means much at all. I actually think Balthazar's one of the least cognizant of parsing the complexities and differences between romantic/filial/friendly/etc emotion. (He's also a gloriously morally gray dude, our first meeting with him is him taking possession of a child's soul, after all.)

I mean, sure we got Balthazar saying Cas "is in love with you (Dean)", but we also got him calling Cas Sam's boyfriend. Either my man Balthy does not parse the complexities of relationships, or he's just...simply being disrespectful and diminishing Cas's relationships to his human fam in any way he can. It's about the one-upmanship in the conversing.

I don't see a of of compelling evidence that even angels like Balthazar parse Castiel's emotions on anything more than a superficial level.

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Hael - "When Castiel first laid a hand on you, he was lost!" I tend to file this one under assumptions of fealty and mission-oriented devotion. Yes, they fear Dean has a corrupting effect. But you could argue the same about Jack. That when Cas laid a hand on Kelly's stomach, he was lost—became a terrible weapon laid at the feet of the child instead of Heaven.

So, I'm not sure that the desperate bleating of warrior-angels can be conceptualized as romantic. I think it's far more likely to be mission-oriented. They want Cas to have devotion to The Authoritarian Company/War Machine and they perceive Cas's "new" human-oriented locus of morality as Needy Little New Family.

It's the same way authoritarian governments seek to sunder "blue-collar" soldiers from their families, purposely stationing them away from their hometowns so their loyalty is divided and dehumanization of the enemy gets easier, too.

A war machine like Heaven wages an overwhelming, all-encompassing war. The British Men of Letters and Hell are big war systems, too. American hunting is a medium war, their guerilla tactics and case-by-case approach a smaller scale, still. A family is an even littler one. (Kelly Kline's name, in fact, means "little war.")

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Crowley - In season 10, we get Crowley needling Cas about burning through his grace to "save his boyfriend," but he also jokingly calls Sam "Dean's wife."

At core, it's disrespectful teasing, seeking to misrepresent, to get a reaction, to have power in the conversation. That's kind of Crowley's MO. Just because Crowley says something sexual doesn't mean we make the assumption that it's true. People that are verbally sparring, and especially men that are in a tense power dynamic, talk like this all the damn time, especially when we're mixing social classes. It can get real crass and real mean...real fast.

It doesn't mean it's meaningless in the context of being revelatory. Crowley and Rowena both desperately want to be included in any social group they can worm their way into, and quite badly, so there's often real emotion hidden within their barbs.

My point is you have to consider the source and speech patterns of that character before taking that ball and runnin' it downfield.

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Innuendo, innuendo...

Another example is Zachariah's "erotically codependent line" with regard to his brothers. This barb has the sole purpose of invoking a class stereotype to make Adam lose hope and respect for his "lower class" bros. It's literally the classist "hurp-durp-Alabammer-cousin-fuckers" trope.

I personally tend to take innuendo primarily for what it is: incessant, pathetic barking.

In general, I take the demons' words with a grain of salt. They're always coming from the weak position and always hurling as much innuendo as they can to undermine and disrespect any relationship.

Even the demon Cas sits with in season 14 who says, "How'd you lose Dean? I thought you were joined at the everything," is just a crass attempt to have power when conversing. He could just as easily have made this comment about Jack or Mary or Claire and landed the same with respect to have a tonal upper hand.

Strategically, they don't have to assume Cas is in love to recognize the weakness of caring. They can say anything ugly about any person he appears to care about.

And very generally speaking, innuendo is typically lobbed from a weak/insecure position. The saying goes:

"The louder the bark, the weaker the bite."

Take for example, my man Crowley and my homegirl Rowena--almost always coming at a situation from the weak position. Crowley lobs barbs, innuendo, and faux-affection left and right. (So do other "scrappy" characters, like Dean, Rowena, Bela, every demon, Balthazar, etc)

Generally, we see this speech pattern emerge from Hell-oriented characters, which makes perfect sense, as Hell is the bottom "rung" of society, and Hell-oriented characters and witches often have the weakest social currency. These characters've got the biggest chips on their shoulders!

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Mary vs Dean's speech patterns

Despite their similar natures, this is a big, very fascinating personality diff between Mary and Dean Winchester. Mary prefers to attack from the stoic strong position (more like Cas, Sam, etc), and she rarely mouths off. Dean is more drippingly sexual and "mouthy" because he's used to being IN the weak position. (Mary had a stabler homelife, we can suppose, at least when it comes to this.)

"You're the bottom in the relationship!" Crowley barks at Cas in season 6. Meanwhie, Cas isn't even threatened, thinking to himself quietly in TMWWBK, "I was stronger and smarter than him." Not threatened in the slightest. It bites Crowley in the ass eventually too, "You like to bend 'em over quick, don't you?" he laments at the beginning of season 7.

Likewise, Cas too gets more verbal when he's coming from the weak position with other angels. Take for example Michael in season 15, "In the worlds of a friend, you had a whole oak tree shoved up your ass." Cas rarely engages in this kind of false bravado, preferring to keep his aces up his sleeve. But with Michael, he is definitely coming from a strategical weak position with a goal in mind: goading Michael to act.

Goaders and Goad-ees

There are exceptions to the rule, like when you get sadists such as Alistair, Lucifer into the mix. I think more often than not, the goaders and the goad-ees reveal structural weak-strong dynamics.

I'd even argue that Lucifer's volatility keeps him in an emotionally vulnerable position in perpetuity. He's almost always trying to get reactions from those around him because he "needs love, he had a jakced childhood." We see this with Cas, and the effectiveness of his gray-rocking with Lucy. In season 12, getting a reaction from Cas becomes a stand-in for getting a reaction from Chuck.

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So, that's my opinion.

I think most of the screeching and barbs are mostly power dynamics in action, not proof of knowledge per se and certainly not proof of understanding the nature of how deep Cas's feelings go

Are there exceptions? Sure.

A few of them, like Anna and Samandriel and Hannah, seem aware of Castiel's "too much heart" but I'm not super convinced that they conceptualized this as being about Dean in particular so much as about being who Cas is as a person with respect to his past rebellions.

Uriel knew something was up, I think, but it's hard to tell if his needling was more disrespectful like Balthazar's or not.

Naomi knew something was different for sure. Interestingly, she seemed aware of both Dean's and Cas's feelings, which makes sense as her work is in intel.

On that note, I think it’s interesting that the ones who truly conceptualize Cas's feelings tend to also recognize Dean's. Very few truly "knowledgeable" characters see one side in a vacuum.

I'm not sure that Ishim contextualized love outside of obsession, but he was jealous and seemed particularly jealous that Dean appeared to return the feelings, "That's what I thought." implies that.

I think of all the characters, Lucifer knew. He's got one of the higest cognitive empathies in the show. He knows it so well, he doesn't even need to resort to innuendo to tease them about it. (See the simple, effective: "CAS!") Same with AU Michael. Like Naomi, they seem to know and acknowledge both sets of feelings.

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Close family and friends

Beyond the scope of this, but I think a lot of the fam n' friends knew what was up to some degree, but that didn't typically come out in the form of disrespect or teasing once they knew about it for real, especially characters like Bobby, Mary, etc. Eventually Rowena, Crowley, Ketch etc probably could tell something was up.

Now, are soldier-to-soldier relationships life-of-death kinda intense? Yes. Because of this, I think some neurodivergent characters that are more "cerebral" when it come to emotions (*cough* Sam) could be a little slow on the uptake. :-)

[kynrki]

SILENT TREATMENT!

007. laugh out loud

WARNINGS: swearing, written (309 words)

the bell rang indicating that class was over. your palms were sweaty as you packed your bag and made your way to the cafeteria.

you gripped the straps of your backpack and walked over to jungwons table. as you tapped his shoulder, his friends around him took notice of you and immediately became silent.

you cleared your throat. “jungwon.” you said coldly. you crossed your arms and waited for him to turn around. “yn..?” jungwon trailed off as he heard your voice. he turned his head and made eye contact with you. you noticed he had the same boba-like eyes just as you were younger. his face looked more mature and his hair was a deep blue colour.

“mrs choi said we have to be finished by the end of the semester, we should practice atleast 2-3 times a week if we want to do good. i dont care what days, just let me know” you said and avoided eye contact with him. you waited for him to say something.

jungwon looked at you mouth agape. he never expected you to talk to him first after him being the reason you left. you were still as pretty as he remembers, if not, even more prettier. your e/c was very prominent and your cheeks looked more defined.

“hello? say something atleast?” you said breaking his thoughts. “o-oh uhm y-yeah sounds good to me, i will let you know” he stuttered slightly. you nodded and walked off to your friend group who was sitting a few tables away.

“jungwon what the fuck was that?” sunghoon asked as jungwon turned back to his group. “huh?” he asked still in a daze. “thats yn huh? she’s really pretty dude” jake said as he shrugged his shoulders. “i know” jungwon sighed as he went back to eating his food.

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SYPNOSIS — yn and jungwon, the middle school best friends everyone thought would get into a relationship when they entered highschool. well, they were definitely wrong. after entering highschool, jungwon finds new friends and slowly starts to ignore yn. as much time went on, they became strangers once again, until yn decided to leave. jungwon never noticed that she left, that was until he went for family dinner at yn’s parents house. regret, pain, guilt, is all the boy could feel when her parents mentioned that one of her best friends decided to ignore her, like they were strangers again. as the years of highschool goes past, jungwon becomes closed off, only talking to his friends, wishing he still had her. but what if yn returns for the last year of highschool? will jungwon make an effort to become friends again? or will she be the one ignoring him this time?

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[opticfile]

hello to my new bsf :D

what if, hypothetically, i asked for big brother! gilbert x gn! reader... in any style really but maybe hurt/comfort specifically... something fluffy and pure tbh, whatever you're feeling. thank youuuuu <333

✧ I LOVE IT i went a little more of a uh revenge route so i hope you dont mind!! also any emil slander is purely only for plot i love that boy

—✦ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 // brief emil x reader for plot, rejection, comfort from gilbert in his own weird ass way, vandalism :3, short itty bitty lil drabble

“So,” You rest your chin in your palm as you lay on your side, eyeing up the boy in front of you. “What’cha gonna do on Saturday? I was thinking-”

“I’m going to the dance.” Emil responded, boredly, the light of his phone illuminating his face.

“Wait, huh?” You sat up a bit, “Emil Steilsson going to a school dance? You never go to those.”

“Alice asked me to go with her.”

“...You’re going to the dance with a date?” You scrunched your nose at the thought, “And with Alice? Doesn’t she get a new guy every few months-”

Emil looked at you awkwardly, “Look, if you have an issue with Alice, that’s on you.”

You frowned at the boy, sitting up in your bed and suddenly feeling a little more conscious about how you look, “Um, I don’t, it’s just…”

Emil looked at you expectantly, his eyes dull and mouth pulled into a line before your room’s door swung open to reveal your brother’s friend.

“Emil,” Matthias grinned, “We gotta head out, Lukas says its past your bedtime, kid.”

“Yeah, whatever.” Emil grumbled, “He acts like I’m 12.”

Emil stood up and slung his backpack over his shoulder, walking out of your room without a goodbye. You assume the dejection in your heart was also visible on your face because after Matthias slapped the back of Emil’s head, he glanced over with a concernedlook.

“You okay?” 

“Yup, just tired.” You nodded.

“Alright, cya.”

Matthias shut the door and you heard his voice blend in with your brothers’ and with Emil’s. Emil’s, it was a hard pill to swallow that he was going on a date with some girl, even if your pining was kept behind closed doors and he probably only hung out with you because you were his brother’s friend’s little sibling and the older boys pushed him away from their activities. You were a little angry, actually, and a lot sad. Maybe it's better to get the rejection out of the way now instead of when it’s someone you're really in love with, right?

But… it still hurt.

And your nose still tickled with the urge to cry as you stood from your bed and took off your sweatshirt, which, actually, was just Emil’s old sweatshirt. You wanted to burn it but you also knew that was extreme. You wanted to laugh and cry and pull out your hair and commit violence, but mostly you just wanted this wave of emotions to be over. 

A knock—one, two, three—rang out through your room.

You threw Emil’s sweater to your floor to be forgotten and cracked open the door, shoving your knee and head into the crack and scowling at the annoying albino in front of you.

“What do you want, Gil.”

“What happened to hello?” Gilbert snickered, “How are you?”

“You don’t get that.” You sneered, moving to close your door quickly before he shoved his foot in the crack, and when he did, you shut it harder.

“Hey, fucking chill,” Gilbert grimaced, “You’re so violent, what happened to the baby of the family?”

“Shut up, dude.” You rolled your eyes, attempting to push his foot out of the doorway, but alas, it was too late. He had his arm in the doorway and soon his entire body emerged through.

“So cruel.” Gilbert frowned, ruffling your hair as he looked around, “You should clean.”

“Don’t remind me, dickwad.” You took a jab at his ribcage.

“Jesus, this is even worse teenage angst than usual.” Gilbert rubbed his side, “Why is your favorite sweatshirt on the floor.”

“It’s not mine and it's not my favorite,” You crossed your arms, plopping down on the beanbag Emil resided on just ten minutes earlier.

“I know it’s Emil’s, but like, you wear it everywhere.” He kicked it under your bed and sat himself upon it.

For a few minutes, silence enveloped you both as you stared at your floor and Gilbert fiddled with some knick-knack he got off your side table.

“So what’s wrong?”

“What?” You glanced up to meet Gilbert, “Why would something be wrong.”

“You’re extra angsty and angry tonight.”

“Maybe it’s because someone barged into my room-”

“And Matthias said you looked sad when he grabbed Emil.” 

You knew your brother. You knew what he was like when he was happy, when he was joking around or making fun of you, and when he was being serious and genuine. And now? You can't find an ounce of joking in his tone as he stares you down.

“I know you better than you think, kid.” Gilbert said, “I was around when you were little, too, and you acted just like this when something upset you. You’d throw your socks at me-”

A worn sock hit his face.

“...I see that hasn’t changed.” Gilbert snorted, “So talk to me, what’s wrong? Who do I need to punch?”

“...” You clenched your jaw, “Okay, but everything we discuss stays in this room and you never tell Matthias or any of your friends.”

“Deal.”

“So…” You bounced your knee, “Emil-”

“Knew it, I’m gonna beat his ass.” Gilbert stood from your bed with clear intent and you had to dive out of your seat to grab him because he was definitely going to follow through here.

“Hold on! No killing!” You pulled at him and he let you, falling back into the bed.

“What did that brat do?” Gilbert grumbled, arms crossed.

“Um… it’s not like he did anything to me or anything…” You frowned, “Actually, he didn’t really do anything wrong so it’s not a big deal-”

“Y/n,” Gilbert cut you off, “It doesn’t matter what he did, you are hurt. I cannot allow that.”

You pulled your legs up on the beanbag and took a deep, mildly shaky breath as emotions began flowing. 

“I, um, I liked him and… uh… he’s going to the dance with someone else.”

“Are you kidding me?” Gilbert began.

‘It’s stupid, I know-’

“What a little prick.” He grumbled, “He’s always a dick to you, you deserve better.”

You frowned, “Don’t be mean to him, Gil-”

“I don’t care if you like him, it’s true, he barely acknowledges you.”

“Gil, stop it.”

“The only reason he even hangs out with you is because we won’t let him do shit with us-”

“I get it, okay.” You threw another sock at him, “I know I never had a chance but you don’t have to be a jerk about it, just go away, Gil…”

Gilbert stopped his rant as you sunk into your beanbag, turning your eyes away from him as they watered and breathing in that stuttery way you breathe when you cry. His hands dropped to his lap as he leaned forward.

“Hey, I didn’t mean it like that…”

“I don’t care.” You turned even farther away from him, refusing to meet his face.

“I just mean he’s not worth anything, he’s a loser and always looks bored. You can do better, he didn't even deserve you talking to him, and he’s a jerk if he doesn't realize that.”

You frowned as you stayed statue-still in your chair, processing his words as his sentence finished and he sat in silence for a moment.

“Y/n, talk to me.” Gilbert frowned, inching over on your bed to reach you, placing his hand on your shoulder and rubbing it comfortingly. “I’m sorry.”

“...”

“I have an idea.” He spoke, mischief in his voice.

“Throw it like you’re throwing a baseball into his eye!” Gilbert shouted from the tree above you.

You launched the toilet paper roll in your hands at him, a trail of it fluttering in its wake before he caught it.

“That would be a black eye.” He whistled, wrapping the toilet paper in the branches and further vandalizing his best buddy’s front yard.

“I want to crack his skull open with a baseball bat!” You seethed, picking up another toilet paper roll.

“Holy, relax, I don’t make enough to get you a good lawyer.” Gilbert laughed obnoxiously.

You threw another roll over a branch, jogging over to retrieve the roll off of Emil’s family’s lawn and tossing it up again to get stuck in some twigs way up high.

Speaking of Emil��s family.

“What the hell are you doing?” Matthias shouted from his window on the second floor.

“Your brother is a prick,” Gilbert shouted back.

“Which one?”

“Emil, the little brat.” Gilbert sneered, pulling a spraypaint can out of his sweatshirt’s front pocket, “Broke Y/n’s heart.”

“You said you wouldn’t tell!” You shouted, throwing a roll into Gilbert’s head just for him to wave you off.

“Aw, really?” Matthias frowned, “I thought they were cute together.”

“Yeah well he’s going to the dance with a whore!” You shouted up, “I hope he gets STDs!”

Gilbert erupted in laughter and Matthias snorted, “I’ve never heard you say whore, man you’re getting older…”

Gilbert shook the paint can before Matthew stumbled over his words to object, something about it won't come off and Tino will have his head. But Gilbert, the daredevil he is, pressed down on the can and sprayed a bright red stripe into the trunk.

“Holy shit, you’re gonna die.” Matthias rubbed his head.

“He can come at me,” Gilbert continued spraying, “He’s lucky I don’t spray this directly on Emil!”

It was going to be hard to look Emil in the eye after this one.

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[capcavan]

AFTG tfc ch1 Re Read by cavan

(i do not remember any details so its almost like im reading it first time lmao) tumblr does not give me read more cut off option so deal with this i guess sorry #CavanrereadAFTG if you need to block it chapter 1 "She'd beat him to the hell and back if she saw him sitting around and mopping like that" is quite violent way to phrase "she woudl be displeased to see him .." so was neil casually beaten by his mom or we only on page 4 of neil backed up trauma management and im already thinking about scene where this boy will finally brek open and admit how much he wants normal life and not having to hide his emotions and you know live a little without this whole batman personal covering his face already hit by brain made connection about how exy is what took rikos life away from him and how it's the thing that kept neil alive through the worst of his here i am making it about this little cunt already but what else were you expecting of me?

learning new things about English language always nice! neil "its cool my mom died i can finally stay in one place for a bit" how had this boy not murdered this woman himself is beyond me fr ,, please go away" neil wymack already adopted you just haven't got the adoption papers yet I wonder if Janie Smalls is taller than Andrew Minyard "her best friend found her bleeding out" okay but - who is Janie's best friend is it one of foxes? what if it's seth ? Makes sense for it to be seth nvm friend explained to me that potential recruit means she was not at palmetto at the time " Typical of a fox " see riko would make amazing fox that's boy self destructive af in all of my head cannons

broadening my vocab nice nice Notorious for their tiny size i know it's bc there only 9 of them but i will stay believing it is bc everyone is short math time, had not seen kevin in 8 years neil is 18-19 now so he was 10 ok will remember Neil: i need to be very sneaky about my past wymack: do you need a pen? neil: i can't play for you because you signed kevin day wymack: ....... ??????? I LOVE HOW ANDREW WAY TO SAY HI IS FUCKING CRUSHING NEILS LUNGS AGAINST HIS SPINE ????? forgot how radioactive they are bc of how cute they are welp things align riko broke kevins hand andrew beat up neils internal organs for no reason at all! i love when all my ships are fucked up

assailant here is the word i keep using but spelling "assultant" lmao , man im learning so much ,, Andrew was blamed for kevins recent transfer" - kandrew is strong with this one ppl in universe just assumed kevin fell in love on first sight and they ARE RIGHT

i cant tell if im here to study cannon or english but like i know what those words mean but i don't know their definitions does that make sense? OH THIS IS SO CUTE I WILL DRAW THIS FUCK YES LETS GO he slammed motherfucker with his own racket dfghsdjfhgg Hernandez is literary the only normal person over the course of those 3 books andrew *assults someone as hello* wymack: Andrew's a bit raw on manners / my dude with this reading speed it will take me half year to go through those books but im having actually a lot of fun here neil: i already said i can not sign with you wymack:OK BUT YOU STILL NEED TO EXPLAIN WHY KEVIN DAY IS THE ISSUE HERE did kevin heard it lmoa i wonder if kevin heard the ,, do you need a pen - YoU sIgNeD KeViN DaY no wonder kevin was bitch to neil he thought the lil bitch hated him on the start lmao Andrew was only here because Kevin day never went anywhere alone here you go with your raven programming <3 YEARS SINCE THEY'D WATCHED NEIL'S FATHER CUT A SCREAMING MAN INTO HUNDRED BLOODY PIECES Kevin / Dark hair and green eyes, black number 2 neil saw that number and wanted to retch He and his adopted brother Riko Moriyama wrote the numbers one and two on their faces with markers, tracing them over and over anytime they started to fade. ok so were they drawing their own numbers? it sound like kevin was drawing his number too also this is the only mention i think of riko being reffered to as kevin,s brother in the books anyway I have case to make assuming kevin and riko were doing those numbers form young age pre 10 ... it just makes sense the system they use would be Arabic not roman i just can't imagine small kids knowing roman numbers when they were neglected in nest i think this is best case i can make for it. friend provided proof that in book the four tattoo neil get's is introduced as "4" so ok arabic canon moving on Riko nad Kevin were inducted to national court 1 year pre aftg story starts They were champions and neil was a jumble of lies and dead-ends on one hand it's funny how desperate they all are to sign neil on other hand i deeply believe they just see the desperation in his eyes, we know that neil wants it and those contact lenses do not hide it , they know that he wants to say yes, they are just confused about what the fuck makes him say no (kevin's bitchiness) or at least i would make this be the case if neil didn't just got assaulted and if they didn't literary phrased it as ,, we are not living without you signing this" like .. kidnapping with extra steps much ???? playing like he has everything to lose is not excuse for you all to harass this poor man like that OK HOLD ON A SECOND "He'd remember the scrimmage interrupted by that man's murder"

what man what murder the man nathan butchered for them? did nathan murdered someone during game?

WHAT HAPPENED

the moment kevin would start looking at him funny- he already is ngl im only on page 12 and i just hate neils mom i have no phrasing for it but the fact that every choice neil could make for his happiness is meet with ,, mom would be sooo mad" is really frustrating to read about... what is the point of even being alive for this boy fr???? i wonder if theres any specific place they would have been safe it? kind of would be fun to have au where neil and his mom go to japan and end up getting protection form yakuza F BOMB 1 F BOMB 2 COMBO fuck i love those characters so much okay like all of them It's about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than what anyone else wanted to give you"

David "idealistic idiot" Wymack wymacks sincerity is what lets foxes trust him , wymack is the first adult in their lives that understands Savge yank of her hands in his hair here we go fuck he has so much guilt over trying to live a little this is so un fair "I'm sorry"he gasped out between wet coughs. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

[scaredofbrits]

A Mistake

William Afton (bc) x Fem! Reader

You thought your life was finally good, all cupcakes and rainbows. But then.. he stumbled into your life.

warning(s): william afton in general

“So, I just do that basic stuff?” You asked the ginger haired man, who was smiling because you understood everything nicely. “Yep, that’s about it. Hopefully you can make some friends, yeah?” His smile became less of a smile and he turned away, and you just gave him a “mm hmm” and left.

You didn’t know where to go, what to explore, or even what to do. I mean, you knew what to do.. but you were lost. He didn’t even offer you a tour. But it’s fine, new beginnings right? You’ll find your way around. “Hello? You look lost.” An unknown voice approached you, you shot your head up and saw a man with glasses and blonde messy hair. “Uhm, yes, I am. My name is Y/N.” You nervously stood and looked around a bit, waiting for his response. “Oh, yes! Y/N! I heard about you. I suppose you need a tour?” He chuckled and reached his hand out for a shake. You looked down at his hand and quickly shook his hand. “You read my mind mr….” “Mr. Emily.”

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“I think that’s it! Really nice to meet you Y/N!” Mr. Emily smiled and began to walk away, probably to his office or wherever he stays. But then you realized, he was going to leave. Was your first day really gonna fly by that quick? You only got to know one person. Atleast he was friendly, though. Maybe that’s who you’ll stick with from now on. But there is still tomorrow. You trotted your way to the front door, happy that you met someone nice.

Your car lit up, you slowly got in. But at the corner of your eye, you saw a small man exit the building. He was like really small, he had brown hair, maybe blue eyes? His outfit choice was…creative. But your attention quickly left the stranger and went to driving. You left the building for your home, excited to be comfortable in bed. You felt your phone vibrate, you answered it and held it up to your ear. “Oh, um, Y/N! Mr. Emily here uhh.. tomorrow you need to meet someone special.” He was breathing heavily, it was actually concerning you. “Uhm, alright. I’ll meet him but.. you okay?” You gave a fake chuckle, trying to drive and keep the phone on your shoulder. “Ah! Yes! I’m fine, just in a lil rush. But please, meet the man.” beep. And just like that, pure confusion flooded your head. What man? Was it necessary to call me? Is he alright?

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The next day

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“Y/N, meet Mr. Afton, Mr. Afton meet Y/N.” Wow, you were meeting the short man you saw yesterday, and he seemed like a brat. “Er… ‘Ello… I guess.” He mumbled, just loud enough where Mr. Emily and you could hear. Yup. Definitely a dork. But you weren’t gonna allow some creep ruin your new job. “Hey. um anyways.. I should get to work.” You looked away from Afton or whatever, and shot your attention on the polite man, Mr. Emily. “Wot? Yer’ leaving alreaday?” William stopped you. Who even says already like that? You’ve never heard such a weird British accent. “Yes, I am. I don’t have any business with you anyways.”

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Williams POV:

How stubborn, but cute? It was strange. A fockin’ new freak made my heart stop. The moment I saw her gorgeous self, I felt some sort of sensation. A sensation I hadn’t felt for years. This “Y/N” girl made me feel.. alive? Was that even the right word? Fock. I needed to impress her, show how good I am at stuff. I can be amazing at whateva’ she wants. Woah, woah. Bloody hell. What am I even saying?

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Y/N 2nd person pov:

“Hellooo? Dude?” You shook your hands in front of his zoned out face. “Ah! Oh shit! My bad!” William yelled, running away with a flustered face. Which made you laugh.

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idk. do we want william x reader? potential part 2? whatever y’all want I can do.

[punksarahreese]

hi hello yes this is me asking about your robnance headcanons!!!!! would love to hear them! (also your autistic bff Robin and Eddie ones if you have the time because I just love that a lot)

I would literally die for u anon I’ll give you Ronance here and make another Autistic Eddie Robin post cuz I have lots of thoughts for them

Robin made the first move

As in she was the one to ask Nancy out

But, in true Robin fashion, it was Not Graceful and she stuttered a lot

Which ties into my autistic!Robin headcanon that she has a mild stutter/speech impediment that comes out when she’s talking fast/a lot or nervous

It was very much a “um so t-there’s a new movie coming out tonight- cuz you know I have to know that with my j-job and all - and uh… didyoumaybewannagoseeitwithme?” Kinda thing

Nancy was sitting there just trying to read some book for a class while they waited for Steve and now she’s looking at Robin like she grew two heads

That made Robin feel like she messed up so she started apologizing and “Shit, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have- forget it, I-”

They didn’t talk about it cuz Steve showed up and Nancy never gave her an answer

Until Robin was at home scribbling in her worn out notebook and the phone rang

“Robin?”

To say she was shocked to hear Nancy Wheeler on the other end was an understatement

“H-hey, Nancy…”

“I hate that I left you hanging like that, it was rude. Did you want to go still? The movie doesn’t start until 9 pm.”

Cue lots of awkward rambling and Nancy agreed to pick her up in a couple hours and Robin was losing her lil gay mind <3

For the record it was a good date even when Robin couldn’t help but whisper commentary on the movie

Also maybe Nancy got suuuper blushy and shy when Robin held her hand as they left

Steve was pretty oblivious to them at first

Like he was just happy to see Robin making another friend

And the fact that it was Nancy made it better

He saw how anxious Robin got around her and was 👀 about it but as far as he knew Nancy was as straight as an arrow so how was he supposed to assume they’d ever go on a date

It was actually Eddie who was like “dude, what’s up with those two? How long have they been together?”

Steve: 👁👄👁

Eddie genuinely thought Robin and Nancy had been together for at least a couple months while he was recovering in hospital (post 4x9 when Eddie does stay alive <3)

That was what prompted him to ask Robin who of course became a stuttering mess the second Nancy was mentioned

“Are you dating Nancy? The Nancy Wheeler?”

“I- what? N-no! I mean… we- maybe we’ve been on a c-couple dates but I dunno if she LIKES me…”

Steve thinks Robin is a Royal idiot but it’s just the useless lesbian gene (affectionate) <3

To say Steve was shocked about it is an understatement and he did get a little weird at first

Cuz maybe he was still struggling with remaining feelings for both of them 💀 mans can’t catch a break

But seeing how robin lit up with Nancy and how quickly they learned to work together under pressure and still become friends in the aftermath made him open to Not Ruining Friendships with them

Robin was a lil scared she would lose her best friend if he found out about her and Nancy cuz like… her whole thing was that her and Steve were NOT together so Nancy didn’t hate her but now they’ve pulled an uno reverse 😭

So even if he got a bit quiet for a couple days (which did cause one (1) meltdown for Robin but she never told him about it) steve did come around because he couldn’t be the reason that their newfound friend group fell apart

Nancy loves when Robin wears her clothes

She does roll her eyes whenever Robin complains about them being itchy or too tight but over the months her closet changes ever so slightly

Less scratchy fabrics and more cotton whenever she can because she knows Robin prefers it

She even goes out of her way to make sure she has some oversized sweaters that are still preppy but something her girlfriend might wear 🥺

Cuz something about Robin in her sweaters is just so cute

And maybe Robin makes a habit of stealing one particular sweater very often

It’s this colour blocked sweater in shades of blue and Robin always brings it back when the smell of Nancy’s perfume fades from it

And then she’ll promptly steal it again when it smells like her again <3

I whole heartedly believe in singer/songwriter!robin

She has a cute lil notebook full of lyrics and she’s always carrying it around for when inspiration strikes

There’s quite a few pages dedicated to Nancy from before and after they started dating

But her girlfriend didn’t even know she wrote music or sang because Robin is super shy about it

It was when she started singing along to something Eddie was playing that Nancy was like “holy shit her voice is pretty”

Nancy loves Robin’s voice and hearing her sing really solidified that

And eventually Robin did get comfier and even told Nancy about her songwriting

She never thought it would go anywhere so she always kept it quiet cuz it was just a fun and cathartic thing for her

But on their first anniversary Robin did make her a little mix tape of music that reminded her of Nancy

And the last two songs were ones written about her and sung by Robin <3

If you’re wondering it was Maya’s songs generous heart and hold the sun

She wrote hold the sun when she was realizing she liked Nancy but Nancy still had feelings for Steve and vice versa but thought it documented their journey so she added it

It was truly the one time Robin shared her music with anyone and to say Nancy cried is an understatement