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trashcanfills · 3 years ago

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Hero Killer Stain | Akaguro Chizome Relationship Headcanons

Yes I’m here to deliver.

The kind of person to only have very few friends. This guy ain’t the socialising type. I mean look at him he practically oozes lone wolf vibes. Not a people person for sure. He’s definitely socially awkward as fuck though thanks to his poker face that part of him isn’t obvious.

If you do manage to be friends with him though, oh boi where do I even begin?

He is an independent guy so expect like long ass periods of non-contact. He would occasionally check in on you to make sure that you are alive and doing well, sometimes with a text saying hes coming over. If you are lucky he might hang around for a while but apart from that he’s not gon do much (totally not because he’s socially awkward cough cough).

Really thoughtful as hecc. He’s not such an asshole to make any demands for you and your time. With how disillusioned he is with the current state of society, he’s going to cherish all the shit you have done for him, especially when you are one of the only ones who stayed with him despite the bloody path he has chosen.

Mention offhandedly about needing or wanting something? So long as he can afford it, it’s definitely going to appear on your table the next day without a trace of him left in your house. The kind to help around the house when he possibly can. Even if you try to deny his aid he’s not gonna budge at all cus he is one stubborn ass motherfucker. After some time you just give up and let him do what he wants. Though it is kinda funny to see the Hero Killer doing domestic stuff around your house.

However he can be a bit of an insensitive jerk at times. He judges a bit too hastily and makes wrongful assumptions. He also tends to believe that the fault lies within the person themselves whenever theres a problem, and will point it out if you asked for it.

This can result in arguments when you make mistakes or anything cus he will unintentionally make a comment that directly attacks you and your character. I can see that eventually you would reach a breaking point where you cry and/or scream at him about these hurtful comments. Yelling would of course devolve into an argument until you explain your feelings and situation to him such that he understands. Crying would just really hit in the realisation on how shitty his actions were and he would rectify that immediately by comforting you.

Hangouts typically consist of you guys sitting there in silence doing your own thing or watching a movie, or both of you engaging in philosophical discussion about today’s society. Yes because this is Stain we are talking about, expect the topic of False Heroes to come about. Once that happens, you would end up listening through his entire rant on False Heroes and their Unworthiness for the Hero title.

You definitely have engaged in debates with him on dealing with false heroes. He would be respectful of your views so long as they are well supported AND well-rounded arguments. Being one-sided esp towards the heroes would make him dismiss your views since it’s the same opinions adopted by the masses. Acknowledging and accepting that his views and ideals are valid would be a big deal for him, even if you disagree.

Sadly I’m not really sure if it would change much on his hero killing ways. To him, it’s the only solution he feels he could implement to best deal with false heroes, and it’s a necessary evil. Plus, he’s more of the take action guy. He can’t really just sit around, wait and think on what to do when there’s so much at stake. I find that it would be good for him to have a partner to hold him back and properly think through some stuff because of this, if he were to get into a romantic relationship. And speaking of that…

If you are in a romantic relationship with him, it’s just the above friendship qualities multiplied by 10 plus the couple things.

He WILL be a mother hen for his s/o. Regarding his friends, he tends to trust their ability to take care of themselves, only stepping in when needed to. Regarding his partner? He takes responsibility for their wellbeing. If their condition is less than perfect, he’s going to do something about it.

Accidentally cut yourself? He’s already grabbing the first aid kit. Sees you aren’t getting enough sleep? Prepared to be whooshed away and dumped on your bed. Stressed and anxious? He asks you to confide in him about your worries, and if you can’t, at least tell him how he can make you feel better.

God forbid someone lay a hand on you intending harm cus if Stain knows about it, he will straight up gut them. He will interrogate you if he sees an injury on you that’s unlikely to be an accident. He’s not going to budge until you tell him who did it to you, and even if you don’t, he WILL find out on his own. He might end up hurting someone innocent so it’s best if you tell him who did it to save him the trouble. And if they mysteriously disappear from your life, that’s only for the two of you to know :^)

He’s definitely not used to physical affection being the loner he is, so if you initiate and like give him a hug or a kiss he will get flustered and blue screen for a short while. He would also be tense when cuddling for the first few times, then relaxing a little bit afterwards. Uh don’t surprise tackle him out of nowhere unless you want to get slashed or chucked at a wall. As much as he loves to indulge in your affections, he still needs to keep his instincts honed for fighting. You never know when someone might decide to attack the both of you. (You tried to surprise hug him once. It ended up with you getting injured and him attending to your injuries while lecturing you a little about doing that AROUND A SERIAL KILLER WHO KILL HEROES for a LIVING)

But otherwise he doesn’t mind physical affection. He would grow to love it, and would gradually take initiative to touch you at any opportunity if you tell him you are open to it. This does become funny with his brilliant poker face, when you guys are doing your own thing and all of sudden he gets close to you to hug, smooch or cuddle. He gives absolutely no warning whatsoever. It never gets old. Your reactions to him doing this amuses him a lot.

Expect occasional heartfelt speeches on how much he loves you or how much you mean to him. Might not realise this himself but gOd he can be a sMOOTH motherfucker. He is good with words, and gENUINE about what he says about. He will pull off the how I saw the world as a dark ugly place until you came along speech shtick and there will be this Moment of you guys beholding each others presence. THATS how good he is. (I mean you heard him monologing while fighting Izuku, Tenya and Shouto like daamn)

He’s a very practical person and isn’t one to be sentimental. He can’t afford to be sentimental if it can jeopardise him and his loved ones in any way. He’s adamant on not keeping anything of his around in your house cus he doesn’t want you implicated or associated with his murders at all.

Somehow, if you both are really really deep into the relationship, I can see him letting both of you carrying rings from each other. Not worn around the ring finger of course cus that can attract unwanted attention, but rather it being attached to a chain necklace that both of you would have at all times.

It’s kind of a promise and dedication to you, in the sense that, if he could or if he had the chance to, he would have formally proposed to you. He hopes that he can if somehow he fulfils his personal mission, and if both of you can find somewhere peaceful and safe together.

Edit: Realised I forgot to add some stuff in lol, so dont mind that I add more points to this already long ass post. Im on mobile so apologies if formatting is weird.

#hero killer stain #stain x reader #akaguro chizome x reader #akaguro chizome #bnha x reader #mha x reader #hnnnnnngh fuck can u tell how much I love this man

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13tongues · 3 years ago

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HELLO HOWDY I’VE READ/RE-READ KILLER QUEEN LIKE THREE TIMES OVER IN A FEW DAYS AND I’M HEAD OVER HEELS- ANYWAYS

I have some!!!! theories on what the hecc is gonna happen with task three: The Maze. specifically the voldy come back part because i don’t remember shit about the rest of it and i’m unwilling to go read or watch to jog my memory lol moving on

WHAT I THINK COULD HAPPEN:

Ed is gonna miss out on that stuff because Harry takes the trophy portkey by himself, because Ed sits out and/or strolls through the maze at a leisurely pace, which would be fascinating because oof ouch he might think he could’ve done something to help and feel guilty??? but but my bet is on the alternative

OR Ed and Harry will take the portkey together, which has two branching possibilities!!! from there Ed could get "kill the spare"-ed and dodge, or get hit in the automail arm/leg.

if he dodges: FULL OUT BRAWL TIME??? MAYBE??? he hasn’t been nice all the time but now it’s time to go truly apeshit. my timeline of events is very hazy so maybe Ed would prevent voldy from coming back??? depends on if he would get killing cursed before or after the revival thing but i doubt that for the sake of the story but could be wild

if he gets hit: i remember an ask that posed the question of what would happen if he got hit with the killing curse and the answer was something like "automail could absorb it but not infinitely" if i remember correctly. if this happened, Ed would be HELLA on voldy’s radar, his automail would be revealed to Harry and the Death Eaters, there would be an "oh fuck i thought you were dead but you aren’t so thank fuck" scare/trope which is my favorite thing ever. also he still gets to go apeshit??? in theory

regardless him being there for the voldy come backy stuff just makes sense because heehee human transmutation go BRRRRRRR, also getting him on the Death Eaters radar even more because messing up those three during the world cup surely did something but not as much as decking voldy in his ugly fucking face would

ALSO I JUST REMEMBERED??? THAT CANON CHARACTER DEATHS EXIST??? AND I AM??? TERRIFIED???

anyways i’m writing this at 4am so i’m not remembering things well at all and i am SO sorry if you’ve addressed this stuff in other asks or if something here contradicts what you’ve said in other asks but YEAH love the fic can’t wait for more and i hope at least 60% is intelligible

ed definitely sat out the maze, but i thought it was important for future events that ed and voldemort have a confrontation sooner rather than later (also i felt like my pacing was lagging, and needed things to keep moving)

he did go full brawl when he was able! i had that little fight scene reveal written out maybe a year ago and thought it would be an appropriate time for him to publicly use alchemy! i mean, it's been two years at this point, someone should know about it!

getting hit by spells and publicly revealing his automail is on my list as well, but i'm not sure timing wise where i'd like to include it at this point, especially because i am still thinking of how to resolve things if ed's reputation becomes too public, if that makes sense

thank you for the ask! it was fun to read and think about, and sorry for my late response - hope it makes sense :-)

#he’s a killer queen

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unmeisenshi · 3 years ago

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Story: Stand By Me, pt. 7: EPISODE ZANE

(This one is long as hecc, so here’s a keep reading so it doesn’t flood your timelines. Enjoy!)

Zane leapt towards the retreating Fitz, reaching the top of the tower and sprinting after the two. The Incineroar reached the door and was about to swing it open when Zane appeared, launching a Stun Edge directly at Fitz. It hit his back, giving Aurelio the chance to wriggle free. Fitz turned to grab the Zoroark but he was already by Zane at that point.

“You two are a real pain in the ass, you know that?” The Incineroar rubbed his back. “That stung like hell. Where’d you learn that, huh? I thought you Marowak couldn’t use electric moves.”

“I picked it up along the way. That’s unimportant. The only important thing is me beating you.” Zane pointed his club directly at Fitz.

“Oh? But what about your tenure as a rescue team member? Seems like you’ll have a hard time getting things done after that.”

“Saving a friend is more important than anything. My reputation doesn’t matter at this point.” The Marowak felt words were unimportant now, rushing Fitz down and swinging his club hard. The Incineroar blocked it, pushing Zane back. He would then use Darkest Lariat, swinging his arms out and spinning wildly. Zane would dodge it, launching another Stun Edge. This one would be deflected towards a wall. Zane would be slapped by the attack, bouncing off of the wall and landing in a heap on the ground.

Fitz stopped spinning just in time to see Frusciante standing over them watching the fight. Looking back to Zane he saw the Marowak standing up. “Interesting. But still not good enough. I don’t know what you expected. How is someone so small expected to beat someone like me?��

Zane swiped his bone, electrifying the air. “You talk too much. I expected a fight, not a lecture.” He moved his arm in a circle, a spear of lightning forming. “So shut up, and FIGHT!” He launched the spear forward, the Sacred Edge connecting with Fitz, launching him backward but ultimately keeping him on his feet.

“Weak. Don’t you have anything better?” The Incineroar sputtered fire from his maw, approaching Zane. The Marowak put his guard up, the flames dancing along his scales. He never noticed Fitz approaching him, and was grabbed and piledrived into the ground. He cried out in pain, flopping to the floor.

In a fit of rage Zane transformed, his Dragon Install form taking over and the blue energy trails forming wings. Fitz was taken aback, but began laughing. “Now this is what I want! A good fight! Now bring it!”

Zane charged after Fitz. The two would clash. During this time Xan would appear at the top of the tower. He went over to Aurelio. “Hey. You doing okay?”

The Zoroark nodded. “About as good as I can be. I’m not... Hurt or anything.”

“Good. Let’s get you away from this.” Xan helped Aurelio up, and almost made it to the door, but Zane would be driven back from Fitz, the two bloodied and bruised. Zane, in a bit of a stumble, would be grabbed around the throat and slammed against the wall.

“You are so damn annoying, you brat!” Fitz sounded annoyed. No one had ever given him such a hard time, and his frustrations would show. “Why couldn’t you just go away and let Aurelio die with honor?” He shook Zane. “No more mercy. I’m going to kill you, then take out the Prime Minister and rule this stupid continent!”

Frusciante recoiled. “Excuse you!?”

Fitz turned in shock. In his rage, he forgot that Frusciante was watching the fight. Now that the secret was out, there was no turning back. “Yeah. I said what I said. You’re too lenient. You need an iron fist to run a continent. And I would provide that! Just imagine it. A ruler who would provide order! Wouldn’t that be something?”

Frusciante stared stunned. “You’re despicable. You’re no better than Aurelio over there!”

Fitz laughed. “Eh, whatever. I never liked you, anyways.”

Zane would suddenly roar, his voice distorting. The usually grey scales turned a dark black, and the energy trails burned a brighter blue. His eye also dilated. In shock Fitz let Zane go, dropping him to his feet.

Aurelio and Xan stared in stunned silence. “Oh no... He’s...” Xan started and stopped his sentence, unable to finish it. Zane was in his Install for too long. He was losing himself. And he realized it. Just before he was truly gone, he pointed his lone eye to Aurelio and Xan. He walked over to them, taking a single swing down. Aurelio’s shackles broke, the Zoroark finally free. Zane gave one last look before turning back to a frightened Fitz.

Xan immediately went to the Prime Minister. “Sir, I’m really sorry about this.” He would then pick up Frusciante and motioned to the Zoroark. “Let’s go. This is about to get ugly.” The three would quickly exit the tower, fleeing back towards the entrance of Aster Drought.

Zane would slowly walk towards Fitz, who was backing slowly towards the door. “W-What the... Hell are you?”

Zane closed his eye, channeling as much lightning energy as he could into his bone. It seemed to grow bigger, almost twice the length of Zane’s body. After channeling as much as he could, he opened his eye. “Your worst nightmare.”

Zane then flung himself forward, seeming to gain speed as he went. “RISING FORCE!!!” And with a mighty thrust, Fitz would be sent flying out into the Drought, blood gushing from a wound on his belly. His eyes would roll into the back of his head as he fell into the sandy depths below.

After his attack finished Zane would flop to the ground, his body completely drained of energy.

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The three would return to the gate, seeing Solaris flying back to them. “Solaris! Down here!” Xan would yell.

“Where’s Zane?” Solaris looked about, noting that Aurelio was free and the Prime Minister was with them.

“He’s still up there fighting. He’s been in that form too long, he’s-”

Xan would be cut off by the sound of concrete shattering, followed by a rather large dust cloud.

“Zane!” Solaris took off for the tower, arriving as fast as he could. He would see Zane’s body laying on the floor, and would rush over to him. He checked to see if Zane still had a pulse, and thankfully he did. But the Marowak was out cold, completely exhausted from the fight. The Charizard picked Zane up, cradling him in his arms, and flew back to the others.

#riding the lightning: zane #blazing wings of steel: solaris #missing brother: xan #fooled with illusions: aurelio #story: stand by me

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bbnibini · 4 years ago

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PSISLY: An Obey Me!CYOA – forty-eight🔖

tw: this is really angsty and talks about toxic relationships, as well as very very negative thoughts. If that isn’t your thing, please skip this ending route and just read the epilogue/good ending

You felt relief--as if someone pulled you out of the darkness looming in your thoughts---that perhaps you were not as evil as you thought you were, not as vile or toxic or delusional. That you were simply in love with another person, and it just happened to not be Mammon. That you were not idealising him, but your feelings had been for another all along. Perhaps there was a way to fix this, that you could save him,which was ridiculous because you were the one who pushed him into hating himself because of your misguided feelings in the first place.

You are a horrible person.

At least your thoughts said so. Mammon was asleep in your arms, his face dried with his own tears but you can only think of the person who sent you the letter. It was deplorable, you know. Try as you will, you couldn't deny your heart's pitter patters at the thought that your secret admirer was out there somewhere, hidden to you in plain sight, and you felt for him the same. You looked at Mammon again and tried to will yourself to feel any feelings for him, but your own heart couldn't seem to give you an answer. Maybe you really didn't love him at all. You cared about him, at least enough to confront him about your relationship, but re-evaluating that, and hearing about how he kept such a huge secret from you only earned him your understanding, but not your affection.

Perhaps this was why he kept it from you in the first place.

Encouraging him to speak to you the truth earned you guilt feelings, and it only seemed to cling to you at his every word.

"Little D No.2 told me a classmate found something in their locker that belonged to me. It looked like my handwriting and it was addressed to you." he was stuttering at every word as you tried to stop his tears, but they only continued to fall. "I didn't know how to process it. We were so happy, but…it always felt like I was a fraud, y'know? You tell me I'm all these wonderful things, but I can't seem to see it. Now it's finally making sense."

"Mammon."

"Did you at least love me, even a little bit, as me? Or was it always him ?"

How could you ever answer that? Everything was so new to you, it was all confusing. Your mind continued scrambling over your feelings for both of them but it only seemed to fluctuate, from feelings of pity for the one who had lost you, to hopeless pining for the one you couldn't ever have.

You tried to convince yourself that it's all wrong, that perhaps you're only deluding yourself, for it's impossible to fall in love with a person you don't even know. You thought about Mammon again, and it only stung your eyes.

What the hell do you call our relationship then? he asked you in your vivid imagination, carrying the cursed facade he urged himself to become. You loved Mammon then, with all his undiscovered layers, his multifaceted sides, although not his, was endearing to you. Then, that Mammon changed back to the one everyone knew and loved, with his trademark sunglasses and devilish smirk, handing out to you his own letter. His own feelings you've never had a chance to read for yourself.

You wondered if you'd still fall in love with him if you read his actual letter.

Wait.

Still?

You gently laid Mammon down on your lap as you reached out for the letter on your drawer. It was well-kept, its scent now faint from rereading one too many times. The carnations on its corners were now a light pink, a part wrinkled and deformed from the tears that fell down your eyes when you chose to read it one particularly bad day, as it was your only solace at that time. Swallowing, you bit your lips and opened the envelope, greeted by your mysterious admirer's elegant handwriting. You read its passages again to affirm that silly slip of your mind, a hope that perhaps you're mistaken, that maybe you can still love the demon who didn't want you to leave him, but ah. Your heart was a mess again as you read the letter's passages. His heartfelt words. His love. A weird clumsiness there that spoke of propriety but gave something else away.

You thought you would discover something new, something that would make you feel human again in your rereading, but oh what a joke.

Whoever you are, Mr. Secret Admirer, please come out. You hoped for him to save you from being sunk into your ocean of denials, your growing feelings for him, an unknown that you wanted so much to be another person. To be Mammon. Why couldn't it be Mammon? He would understand, wouldn't he? He didn't seem to want any reciprocation on your part when he wrote it to you, but the thought of never knowing him ached your heart. Aren't you arrogant enough to decide who you should love? Now that Mammon was hurt by you, are you moving to your next target? Are you that much of a self-absorbed bitch?

You felt tears stinging your eyes as more self-deprecating thoughts filled your head. It pointed fingers at you and laughed at you, calling you many names you thought you had already forgotten--a distant memory of your past that still carried its remnants in the scars of your heart.

This is why he killed you.

They only see Lilith in you.

You hurt the only person who loved you. Aren't you spoiled?

No!no!no!No!no!no!No!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!noNo!no!no!

How many apologies have you made your entire life, sorrys spoken despite not knowing what you have done? How true were the cruel words spouted at you when they thought they couldn't be heard? How deep were the wounds that festered and left ugly scars? How trivialising did you turn every sleepless night in daily conversations out of fear that no one will ever care?

How deserving are you of love that you would deny it to someone who truly loved you? For what? Feelings for an unknown you weren't even sure of? Was it even worth the risk? Perhaps it was a prank? Perhaps the author of your beloved letter would come out of hiding one day and take his words back, what would you do then? And for what reason would the hurt you caused Mammon then if your unrealised feelings amounted to nothing?

Why couldn't you just love him?

Your eyes hurt with how much you were rubbing it dry. Washing your face did little to hide its puffiness. You were tired of crying and feeling sorry for yourself, especially when you deserved it.

You wanted to make things better. Even if everything hurt, even if it was presumptuous of you to do so. Even if your heart screamed for you to follow it, to abandon all logic and find him. You wanted to tell him how much his words saved you, how much you think about him every day, how you wondered why you never noticed him and how you felt bad about that, how much you wanted to get to know him. How wonderful he was. How much he made you laugh with his clumsy awkwardness. How prettily he weaved his words. How happy you were to be loved by him, and…perhaps, how much you might love him back.

But you couldn't do that. You don't deserve to be happy. You don't deserve to meet him. You don't deserve a choice, especially if the one you thought you loved was hurting because of you.

You would rather see Mammon happy than follow your heart. You cared for him enough to let “him” go.

You

sorry if i made a new group chat for this but, i don't want mammon to see this. im really sorry for worrying you all. youre right, something IS wrong between us, and i want to stop hurting him.

You

especially you, satan. thanks for the wakeup call. i will take care of things from here.

You

the student council needs someone to stay overnight in the classrooms, right? can i please do it?

You

mammon and i need some space. he's clinging to someone who's hurting him, and that someone is me. i want to re-evaluate my feelings for him. he deserves that at least and i need all of your help.

You

this is probably a really selfish request, but please look after him. ugh this sounds really cheesy but he needs that right now. bcs of me, he wants to be another person he's not which is ridiculous now that im rethinking it. wow i can't believe the shit ive been spouting for the past few weeks. im sorry for being an ass. i don't deserve all of your forgiveness. hecc you don't have to grant that to me.

You

i just want him to be happy again.

You were afraid of checking the replies. It said the six of them already read your message and that most of them were typing a response right now but you didn't want to see it. Not right now. Any affirmation that you're a horrible person is something you couldn't handle just yet.

But that method is for cowards. If you hurt Mammon with the truth, then it's your turn to face it as well. The truth everyone else could see but you couldn't. The lies protecting you and sparing your feelings--it needs to end.

Satan was the first to type out a response. Contrary to your really low expectations, he treated you the same way he always did.

Mammon was still asleep in your room once you came back. He looked peaceful now, snoring softly as he cuddled your blanket and muttered something incomprehensible to himself. You sat at the unoccupied side of your bed and parted the hair that blocked his eyes.

"I'm sorry for everything, Mammon. My feelings are a mess right now and I will only hurt you if we stay like this." you sighed. What's the use of telling this to someone asleep? He couldn't even hear you.

"I think…I love him, whoever he is. I don't know. Maybe I'm deluding myself." you pulled your hand away. "I'll get my shit together and reject you properly. You deserve to be happy, Mammon. And I'm sorry I couldn't give you that.

Thank you for loving me."

💌💌💌

"I'm amazed you went out of your room when there's an event for Faith's Restoration Order right now."

"...you have a talent for teasing, has anyone ever told you that?" Levi blushed brightly beside you as he placed the plastic bag at a nearby armchair. "If you already know why I'm here, can't you at least shut up and leave me alone?"

"Yes, ma'am!"

He rolled his eyes and made a gesture of leaving the room.

"Have fun hanging out with ghosts, normie! I'm leaving."

"I'm joking! I'm joking!" you pulled him back to the empty classroom so you can sit with each other while you had your microwave dinners.

Everyone (sans Mammon and Lucifer) offered to go with you to RAD to carry your stuff while you're setting up "camp" (if you can call class A's classroom as the outdoors, that is). Lucifer wanted to go as well, (something about telling you the school regulations, and placing an anti-ghost barrier since RAD ghosts were notoriously NOISY) but his "just a cold" was apparently a 40 C fever so he was forced to stay bedridden. Satan immediately volunteered to fill in his shoes for obvious reasons, while the others were in their oddly competitive phase again that you couldn't understand. Demons, seemed to be the only logical reason and it made sense so you decided not to question it anymore (especially if they determined their birth order by power level like some generic shounen manga. Pfft. Demons. ).

Class A's classroom was filled with the scent of brimstone in the air (because of Satan's numerous spell castings) making it not a very ideal place to eat dinner, so you ate with Levi in Class B's instead. Beel wanted to stick around too, until he was enticed by Satan's promise of extra portions so Levi was the last one to leave. With how much you've known your dorky best friend however, you figured he had something to say to you and the others read the room and left the both of you alone. Judging by how much he was fidgeting in his seat, your assumptions appeared to be correct.

"Hey, uh…I heard from Satan. Are you…okay?"

Oh .

"...honestly?" you couldn't help but laugh. "This is probably the worst day ever-- err. Second worst day. Nothing can top being killed by Belphie. That was wild."

"Hey--"

"Joking, joking! Jeez. You look really serious. I'm fine, Levi."

Without a word, a paper bag landed on your lap. Levi, who was still looking down, muttered something that you needed to ask him to repeat the third time(his voice was too soft!).

"I'm returning this."

"Ruri-chan!" you looked at the figure box in awe. "But…I already gave this to you."

Levi shook his head. "I can't accept it." Seeing your confusion, he explained. "I was the one who told you it's Mammon who sent the letter even if I didn't even confirm if he really wrote it. After all that weird Gentlenormie shtick Mammon got cursed into, isn't it unfair? You can hate me if you want. Here, have my cheek! Then maybe my other one too! Slap it really hard and--"

He was babbling! Oh bless his heart.

How could you forget how these demons cared for you? Those looming dark thoughts in your mind were slowly disappearing, not in its entirety, but enough for you to forgive yourself a little. Your arms caged the otaku third born, muttering words of gratitude as tears threatened to fall yet again from your eyes. Oh, why are you such a crying mess today?

"You can keep it. It's not your fault, Levi. But thank you for telling me."

It took numerous JoJo references for him to be persuaded, but he finally accepted. "No one is blaming you or angry at you, just so you know. It's Mammon's fault too for not being honest. Satan's right. So…uhh…" he stuttered his next words, sounding muffled as he buried his face on your shoulder. "...it's ironic coming from me but…love yourself a little, okay? We're worried about both of you." From how your shoulder felt warm right now, he must be embarrassed. You felt touched that your usually non-vocal friend was sharing his true feelings for once without any ounce of self-deprecation. You can feel how much he cared for you, and with just that, you already felt that you weren't so bad of a person after all.

Talking with Levi reminded you how there are many forms of love, and it didn't matter what kind you felt for Mammon, what mattered was that you loved him. Was this the truth you've been blind to all along? Was this what Satan had been wanting to tell you?

"I love you, Levi."

"Wha--" he sputtered. "Wh-where did that come from? Hey, this isn't funny, you know?!"

Not hearing his protests, and only overwhelmed by your epiphany, you tightened the hug and spoke again.

"You're the bestest friend anyone could ever ask for. I love you, and I love everyone in Lamentation too!"

You felt him tremble at your words, his arms shyly hugging you back as he muttered. "Even Mammon?"

Yes, you were certain now. This was the answer you're seeking for. With newfound confidence, you answered him back. "Especially Mammon."

Silence. A very long embrace--something he was trying to get used to, especially for a love-starved you. "I'm going to break up with him."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah…"you ruffled his head. "It's for the best, isn't it?"

Levi didn't answer immediately, and once he did, he sounded unsure. "Do you love Mammon?"

"Yeah, but not in the way he wants me to." you replied immediately. Now that you had a clearer picture of your feelings for Mammon, the answer came naturally to you. "I can't be unfair to him. He's…out there, you know? I want to find him."

"Find? The letter sender?"

"I love him," you reasoned. "I feel so horrible for being so happy that he actually exists! That I was not idealising Mammon, that…he's real. I'm not imagining him, and he loves me. His words saved me." you hugged him tighter. "Oh, Levi. It feels like I've known him forever!"

"..."

"Levi?"

When you attempted to pull away from him, he didn't let go. Instead, he stuttered out a clumsy reply. "What if he's not what you think he is? What if you'll be disappointed again? What if you will get hurt? You should really reconsider-"

"I have a feeling I won't." you expected this reaction from him; he was always too cautious to the point of paranoia. Too self-conscious. Pacifying him however, was another matter. "I don't know. It's my gut. Like…we've been waiting for each other and this is my last chance to be with him. It's crazy isn't it? I don't even know him, but I feel like we'd hit it off right away! Now that I think about it, it kind of feels like us, huh? Levi?

Are you sulking?"

His unwillingness to part with your arms was already telling of his answer. You couldn't help feeling smug. "Is someone jealous?"

"Sh-shut up!"

"You do know that you'll always be my Lord of Shadow, right?"

"OMG, you're ruining the moment. Keep your mouth shut and stop pointing it out!"

"I want to see your face~"

"No."

"No one will ever take your place, you know~"

"OH MY GOD YOU'RE SO ANNOYING. CAN'T YOU JUST STICK TO THE SCRIPT?"

"But it's Sherlock's job to be the crazy one, Watson."

"No role-playing."

"Come to think of it, we never finished our D&D session."

"YAMETE KUDASTOP"

You lost it when he started to laugh. Since you were sharing the same brain cell most of the time, you couldn't help but laugh as well. It was cathartic. You missed this. You will miss this.

"I don't want to go back."

"Lucifer will get mad at you if you don't."

You shook your head. You were now facing each other, sharing laughs and smiles like your usual days at RAD. "I meant the human world."

"Oh…"

"Just kidding." but not really. You just didn't want to bring up yet another elephant in the room. Everyone had too much shit to deal with right now.

"If you stay here any longer, the raid will be finished. Isn't Solomon participating for that rare drop or something?"

"That fucking whale."

"Go. Kick his ass!"

And so you've heard his infamous OOOOOHHHHHS on dance battles when he was pumped up. You snorted.

"I'LL KEEP YOU UPDATED ON MY RANKINGS. WATCH ME PULVERISE THAT NORMIE"

"Mhm! I'm gonna retweet every post."

"Distract him with chain messages-"

"Oh, you bet I'm gonna keep texting him at the speed of light!"

"I shall bear thee only good news on the morrow."

"Tally ho! Make this old friend of yours proud!"

Despite your support however, your limited data connection at RAD, as well as Solomon's silence indicated your sabotage had been a failure. And to make matters worse, the said son of a gun mockingly responded to you near the end of the boss raid.

Huh? He wasn't replying anymore. Judging from the raid's usual patterns, he must be messing with Levi right now. You texted Levi a few emojis, hoping it conveyed your full emotional support and he only sent a "T__T" back. Guess it's Solomon roasting hours for the next pajama night, huh. Again. Asmodeus would be thrilled.

Got to say though, annoying Solomon and being toxic online with Levi had distracted you from the gravity of your situation. While simmering in your own thoughts is great, if those thoughts only consisted of negativity and self-hatred, then you'd want to have a temporary escape--needless to say, it was a welcome distraction. You hoped the next few days away from the House of Lamentation would be as well. You decided to put off doing the other rounds for the booths once you wake up, and instead contented yourself with fiddling with the makeup kit that Asmo had prepared for you. It was sweet of him to buy you the lipstick you wanted so much, not helping but wonder how he remembered something you said so long ago.

"I don't know, this colour doesn't look good on me. Oh, it would be better if Asmo were here!"

Honestly? You looked like a clown. 👁️👄👁️

Try as you might to fix your look, it only got worse(must be the puffy eyes not helping too). If you place another layer of eyeshadow on your eyelids, you would be the entire circus.

Actually, you felt like you're the entire circus already. You had the clown look down to a tee, and everyone around you was laughing at your every move. Fuck. You are an actual clown right now--

Shit. You're dreaming.

For some reason, Levi was juggling Ruri-chan figurines at one corner, while Asmo was raving about how he's the "prettiest bearded lady ever". You saw some familiar faces in the crowd, an amused Luke clapping and absorbing everything he saw with vivid cheer, and a flustered Simeon trying to calm him down. A parallel of their dynamic was also observed with the excitable Lord Diavolo, cheering for Lucy the Lion to jump the ring of fire, while Barbatos repeated his pleas for his liege to keep his voice down in futility. The sadistic ring master Solomon, calling you and everyone else as his toys, commanded you to "be more funny", and when you didn't oblige, cold water was splashed at you. Ah! Mammon almost fell from the tightrope! That was a close call! From another corner of the room, you saw Satan turn visibly green after doing multiple aerial tricks at the flying trapeze; Belphie was often woken up by him, as the youngest sibling kept falling asleep when he was about to catch him. Will he wake up or will Satan die? Their acts were easily the most anticipated at the circus. Beel was supposed to be the elephant balancing on a ball, but got distracted by a bag of peanuts from the audience and had to be removed from the main acts.

"Do something funny, clown!" the crowd booed at you as you continued gawking. You felt cold all over thanks to the water, that even when you hugged yourself and tried to rub your hands, you only felt number and number. The boos got louder, and more water was thrown at you until you've had enough of that and you couldn't help but say,

"Can't a clown have their rights?!"

…then you suddenly felt really warm and woke up, seeing a blanket wrapped around you.

A hooded figure backed away and attempted to flee, but you responded quickly and grabbed his arm.

…he's warm. Really warm. Feverish even.

"Who are you?" you glared at him, and he only struggled to get away from you and didn't answer.

"Silence huh? You're one stubborn ghost.

Wait. There can't be a ghost here. What are you?"

The hooded figure seemed hesitant, but with no ways to escape, he finally spoke to you. "You're right. I am a ghost and you're still in a dream."

Oh. That makes sense. If he's a ghost and you can touch him in this empty classroom, then he might just be right. Even so, you didn't let him go. He was too suspicious. "And, what are you doing out here, ghost?"

You couldn't see his face as it was too dark.

"Are you trying to kill me-"

"Never! I would not let anyone do that again!"

Again? This ghost says some weird stuff.

"You looked really cold, so I…"

Come to think of it, besides your exposed fingers that was grasping his arm, you felt really warm and comfy. "Oh, thanks. I didn't know ghosts can touch physical objects. Wow, this dream is weird."

"...I won't leave. Please warm your hands. They're freezing."

True to his word, the feverish ghost sat on the floor and faced you. You couldn't tell his expressions, but he did seem uneasy since he was looking at every corner of the room.

"Mr. Ghost, aren't you cold? You can share the blanket if you want.

Ghost?"

"...you are far too defenseless." He sounded angry. "Why must you ask a ghost that? What if I curse you?"

"Woah okay, no sharing the blankets then, sheesh. You can't even benefit from a blanket so why so mad, bro?"

"It's a dream so it doesn't have to make sense."

Ohh, he has a point.

"I haven't seen a human like you here for centuries. Your aura is strange as well. Ah! I'm not going to possess you, so please put that holy water down. I only meant that it's dangerous for you to be here alone, you know."

"That's why he put a lot of barriers here. To protect me."

"He?"

"My friend. His name is Satan."

For a ghost, he didn't hover much, and he didn't seem to pull any pranks. Instead, he listened to you, and sometimes even felt concerned for you. Rather than a ghost, he felt like a friend you've known for a very long time.

"Oh, I heard that name before. He and his brothers are famous around here--the Seven Rulers of Hell. They're really powerful."

"Yeah, powerful and kinda dumb."

"Is it okay for you to say that?"

"Yeah, it's fine because if they're dumb, I'm a complete moron."

"Probably not as dumb as a ghost that gets colds. You're good."

"Pfft!"

It was easy to talk to him; he didn't judge you for your opinions, and listened to you with undivided attention. At times, your gut told you that you know this ghost man, that this isn't the first time you've ever had a conversation with each other, that his warmth and kindness felt awfully familiar.

"I wonder what you were like when you were alive? You seem really calm for a ghost."

"My life isn't very interesting. I might have even forgotten about that already, perhaps that's why."

Was it a sore topic? Probably not. You couldn't hear any bitterness in his voice, in fact, it felt like he was at peace.

"What about you? There must be a reason why you're here.

I understand if you won't share them with me, I'm sor--"

"I needed to get away," you said, wrapping yourself closer to your warm blanket. "Though I suppose ghosts can't relate. You don't have any more mortal worries to think about."

"That's not true at all," he reassured you. "Being a ghost opens up another load of worries. You're fine the way you are."

"You say that as if you know me."

"...you're right. I'm sorry, I don't know you at all."

Wait. Where did you hear that before?

"Will you visit my dreams again?"

"Probably not. It's for the best."

Oh. You couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Even if I want to see you again?

A-are you okay?! That was a really loud impact!"

How the hell could this ghost not pass through objects?! Is he really a ghost?! At least act like a normal ghost in your own dreams, sheesh!

"I'm…fine."He reassured you. "I wasn't able to see the armchair--

You're way too close."

"And you're really hot. Your forehead's a furnace!"

The ghost spluttered and put a hand between the two of you. "I have already told you, I am a dumb ghost who can catch colds, so if you value your health, please don't get too close to me."

"Have you ever kissed a clown? In this angle, I can just push you down and--"

"ENOUGH!"

He felt warmer, hiding his face completely under his hood. "Please move away."

"Not until you agree I'll see you again."

"I cannot control your dreams."

"But you haven't even tried yet!"

"You're being ridiculous."

"So what? This is my dream! If I want to see you again then I could, couldn't I?"

"It's not funny!"

"I apologise. I couldn't help it. You're the most amusing human I have ever talked to. You have touched this old soul's heart, enough perhaps to finally depart for the afterlife.

Don't look so disappointed; it was a mere jest. I have some time left to spare. If you would have me, then I would be happy to keep you company."

You only said those words because he seemed like he was about to leave---but with his promise of company, your heart calmed down. You've had several conversations with that weird mellow ghost who couldn't do his job properly; a presence, though surreal was something you badly needed,someone who didn't know you at all but felt the opposite. You talked like age-old friends in that cold and empty classroom, growing familiar with his laughter, the shadow of a smile under his hood he refused to take off. A kind, and sometimes seemingly all-knowing worldliness that was almost ethereal. Then again, he was a ghost, so you supposed it was fitting for his personality.

"...I see. A love for an enigma you've only known through penned words, and a love you wanted to feel for someone who held you dearly. That is a difficult situation. Is that why you have claimed this space as your temporary dwelling?"

You nodded. "It's better to keep my distance from Mammon for now. If I act kindly, won't he misunderstand? I don't want to give him false hope. He deserves better."

"You're not angry that he kept things from you?"

"Eh?"

"Ah?

Did that thought perhaps, never cross your mind?"

"No…should I be angry?"

The ghost sighed to himself and you felt his warm, feverish breaths next to you. "Honestly, what was I expecting? If you could be friendly with a ghostly invader from your dreams, of course such an ill thought would never cross your mind."

The moonlight illuminated through the classroom's windows, casting a pale yellow light that revealed your new friend's warm smiles.

"You're lovable like that, I suppose."

...huh?

Did your heart just skip a beat? And why did he remind you of someone just now?

"Your blanket had come undone. Wait, allow me."

Unusually warm was the ghost of a man standing closely beside you. He wrapped the blanket back around you and you realised you couldn't breathe, intoxicated by the beauty of his smiles. His touches were light, as if trying his all to not make contact with you, proper and gentlemanly, almost to the point of stuffiness.

"There. You're warm again."

!!!

Why didn't you realise sooner?

...why did you feel like crying?

"An argument is one thing, but this is quite a reckless decision. Sigh. What am I going to do with you?

You must take better care of yourself."

A gentle hand that stroked your head, his familiar warmth. His voice. His gestures. Even his scolding. Why did it feel like you know this person?

And if you do, is he important to you?

...was he?

...why? Why ' was' ? Was he not important to you anymore?

"I wish I could take away all of your pain, but I could only do so much. They dragged you here without even asking if you're okay with it, and now one of them is even causing you this heartache. Not that I have the right to get angry for your sake.

It's all right to feel surfeited. Your emotions are valid, no matter what other people will say. You shouldn't force yourself to love someone. It would be cruel to both of you."

"It's you."

"I beg your pardon?"

"It is you!"

You couldn't help it. The tears just started to flow on their own.

"Wh--

!!!"

You didn't want to let him go.

"I found you…"

"..."

If this was all a dream and he isn't real, then can't he stay there with you a bit longer? You can hear his clothes rustle as he struggled to take your arms away from his body, pausing (perhaps he's looking at you, you don't know), his breath dangerously close to yours.

You don't even need to know his name. His presence, the way he carries himself, as well as the way he spoke made you certain that he was your beloved letter sender.

So why couldn't you see what he looked like even in your dream?

You could feel him resisting when you pulled him closer to you, cheeks warm on the crook of your neck.

"I think I love you..."

"This is just a dream. Mammon is waiting for you. Everyone is. You cannot stay here."

"Dream? I don't care. Why did you write that and make me fall for you when you can't even fight for me? Why? Are you going to say all that you've written is a joke?"

"It's not..."

"Then why can't you confess to me like a normal person?"

"I'm sorry."

"I love you."

Despite not being able to see him, you could feel that there was a wistful smile on his face.

"You don't even know me."

"But--"

"I do love you too. I still love you. I wish I could-- No, I should not. After all this time...even if..."

"Do we know each other?"

"This is just a dream."

"Do we know each other?!"

"...no."

"You're lying."

"...it's the truth." He looked down, finally free from the grip of your hold. "I must go. You should too. You cannot stay in a dream forever. At some point, you should start facing reality."

"..."

"I'm no good for you. I mean it. A coward who cannot even tell you his name will never be good enough. I'm sorry for hurting you."

Why does he feel so familiar then? What is this ache in your chest? You wanted to wake up and face him, maybe then you'd know why hearing him caused you to feel this way. However, sleep was beckoning you in that ridiculous dream and you can hardly strain your ears to listen to him as you felt drowsier by the second.

"...I'm sorry. Despite everything I did, I feel like that's all I could ever say to you. Forget about what you read. Yes, when you wake up, all of your sadness shall disappear. I'll make sure of it. You will be happy again. So please...

don't remember me at all--"

Why is he so sure? It's almost arrogant of him to assume for you. But the security of his words felt like he was saying things for certain, that he can actually do the impossible.

"Can't you at least tell me your name?"

"I can't …it was a short time we've known each other but I'll treasure it forever. This is just a dream, so I hope it will stay that way for you."

He talked way too much. If he's going to disappear after this dream is over anyway, then you'd rather make the most of it!

!!!

You leaned forward and felt his lips on yours, feeling the jolt on his body, startled by your gestures. However, he said one thing and did another, much like the forced propriety in his letter, he came undone in your embrace and deepened the kiss, feeling every corner of your mouth. You did the same, closing your eyes and relishing every feverish moment, unsure of time passing as you felt his warmth against yours.

It was such a shame you couldn't see his face. He must have looked lovely right now with his flushed face and his adorably confused, glazed look. Pulling away from him only initiated another kiss, and another. And another, as if making up for lost time. The ones he initiated drowned you, feverish yourself; feeling the intensity of his passions as you melted into each other.

Why did he tell you you could never work out? Your bodies said otherwise. You wanted more. To be closer to him, to get to know him, to call him by his name, to share those three words with him, to hear him say them back.

"I love you…."

You muttered out of breath as your lips parted from the numerous kisses you shared. You could hear him breathing softly beside you, yet he only answered you in silence.

The warm hand stroking your head was gone, the familiar warmth and kindness...

familiar?

Who?

When you woke up, a warm blanket was wrapped around you--one that you didn't remember having when you slept. And any remnant of someone ever giving it to you, even in a distant dream was gone...

"Hm? What's this?"

[ Obtained KEY 4: ~Receipt~ ]

>View it here

>continue to next scenario

...or so you thought.

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[ You have unlocked a new chatroom in MEMORIA 7. ]

💌Read it here

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straywaffles · 5 years ago

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abbiee!! it's your rat dude! for the ask game: clouds, painting, 11:11, space, messy bun and tattoos!! :D

mY RAT DUDE!!! THANKS FOR THE ASK!! 💞

clouds: if youre a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if youre a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

(im a girl fbfbfj—) i mean, i tHiNk i cOULD— although i think long hair suits me best. hecc i could look like a rapunzel with glasses if i wanted too—

Painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together?

oh boy, wELL THIS ONE TIME, I GOT THIS DOLL DRESS, AND THE MASK THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO WEAR WITH IT WAS VERY CHEAP AND UGLY FHGJGJ SO I JUST PUT A BUNCH OF ART ON MY FACE,,, THEN WAM IM A DOLL— there was also this other time that i got a unicorn onesie, and put very colourful eyelashes and makeup on me. i was the prettiest unicorn out there :,)

11:11: name 3 wishes and why you wish for them.

1.) to see my online friends. i wish for this, because my online friends are basically my best friends and important people in my life, and when something that you love isnt necessarily in your life, it makes you want it more.

2.) teleportation. okay, i wish for this because it could come in rEALLY HANDY 😂😂

3.) super continent. i believe that every country used to be one big piece of land, and i wish that we were all one again, and not seperated. :,)

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organized/not organized?

i have a very old desk that was from my Nana, and she got it from her Mother uwu. it can close and stuff. its pretty cool fbfjf. it has a few shelves on the top and has maybe,,, 7 drawers? i use each one for different types of drawings, stories or papers in general fjgjf.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

never let anyone tell you who to be.

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

oh gosH I LOVE BOTH!!! theyre ways to express yourself!!! i have 6 piercings in total fbffj and im going to get my first ever tattoo in March <3

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og-doubletrouble-kinnie · 5 years ago

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SPOP Season 4 notes

Spoilers obvi

Gonna be a bit different from my s3 notes, as I’m p much just gonna liveblog stuff here- Since I dont wanna spoil my friends... Rip 😔

Ep 1:

Mom: Icecream cake :-D me, sobbing: Mom I love you

Every time my mom does something I cry. I love and miss her sm

YALL JUST HURTIN PERFUMA LIKE THIS-

WHY CAN THE SWORD BE A MOP-

Ya know I always thought Hordaks red teeth were fuckin weird af

GRANDMA GRANDMA GRANDMA GRANDMA

GO GET MY GIRLFRIEND YOU UGLY KITTY

EMILYYYYYYYYY AWAAAA

They really out here just reusing the princess prom outfits huh?

Really though I swear if Entrapta doesnt come back I’ll scream. You cant just trade in my beautiful amasing gf for me. I know I’m great but I swear.

Rip Auntie Angella.... 😔

I wasn’t even there for the corrination- I kinda feel bad for that but... I was alittle busy... With somethin- Hell if I know what.

HELL YEAH QUEEN GLIMMERRR

Oh hot diggity Catra-

Look I may not like her but I can really respect her tactics....

EP 2:

Okay what does Perfuma have against the crimson wastes- Hopefully its (Rightful) fear!

Oh nooo the gooooo

One does not simply call Adora soft

Aweeee Perfuma and Bow bonding...

Perfuma is cacti-phobic hahahaha

O.O Wheres the ship

Huntara eats sand and theres nothing you can do about it.

OOOO NEW TOWN NEW TOWN NEW TOWN

MEMEMEMEMEMMEMEMEMEMMEMEMEMEMMEMEMEMEME

AH YES MY FIRST WORDS ARE BEING SCORPIA AND FLIRTING WITH CATRA. HOW FITTING.

God im so dramatic I love it

Perfuma Im so proud of you bb

Hot take? Perfuma x Huntara

AWEEE IM SO HAPPYYYYYYYY

Honestly being Catra was always fun

Ep 3:

Pajamas Catra? Catra without her headband? Wild shit. Wild shit.

She cute tho ngl

Oh hecc its time to fuck with the rebels-

I s2g its rly lookin like my tl may just be flip flopped on which side I helped- Idk... its only ep 3 jfkbgf

Wittle moth society... so cute...

Flutterina... Adorable

SHE RA CAKE

The moth town leader is adorable. Precious old lady. I love her. her design is amazing. 10/10 I love her

Wait what-

Ohhhh my god what happened-

Catra if you dont start appreciating Scorpia right this second I swear to god I will appreciate her myself.

Flutterina is so precious. All her fangirling...

Are we gonna explorer the whole.. reaction catra has every time someone mentions the Portal??

MAGICAL SACRED BOND TIME

FLUTTERINA IS A PRECIOUS BABY AND I LOVE HERRR

SCORPIAAAA SIS GET OVER HERE LEMME HUG UUUU

Oh....

O H

OKAY

I AM ON BOARD WITH THIS

Ep.4

Spinerella and nettossa are precious 100%

Okay but I’m right. tiny cute and pink. I didnt even catch it. I done fooled myself.

Am cutie

GRANDMAS BA C K BOIISSSSS

god I love shadow weaver. I miss her sm

B O BB N O

OKAY SPOT ON BO IMPRESSION!

IM SO CUUUTTTEEE

Yaaayyyyy Catras having fun!

WEAVER LIKES DAISIES. PRECIOUS. AWA. GWANDMAAAA

She makes great bait and u know it.

Oh no are the gfs fighting-

Catra legit thought glimmer was me I love this-

CATRA WHY DO YOU KNOW WHAT GLITTER TASTES LIKE-

..... Okay literally as I type thet I get mems of her eating glitter okay cool

Ohhh That was cool-

Hey Catra dont hide your grateful attitude you dick

God I love these girlfriends

LET WEAVER BE GOOD ADORA

This is cute

Ep 5

Kyle you precious little boy

Oh are they finally gonna develop these three?

Ditzy light hope is cute light hope

SHES ALL SMILEYYYY

I love Kyle launie and roheleo... Precious

“I made a crystal :-D”

“I know what will help!” “no dont-”

Kyle I love you

“Oh trust me the information is never gonna load for you.”

Lookit these... three siblings.... Blessed babes

COMPUTER MOM HAS EMOTIONS

AWA

KYLE BABY NOOO

HARD SQUINTING AT LIGHT HOPE

EP 6

Oh boi Scoria episode here we go

God I love that she kept Emily....

Scorpia is too bright and cheery for the hoarde. Redeem her damnit

Hecc I hate that Im being so mean to the best friend squad but oooog its so fun to watch

Emily’s personality is so cuuuteee -w-

Emily scared of Catra.. precious

SCORPIA YOU DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER-

I wanna hug her so bad

Hehehehehehe >:)

Damnit Bo, ruining my work-

CRYING

Scorpias entrapta impression tho

SCORPIA YOU TOUCH THAT GARNET GOD DAMNIT

Im gonna cry, emilys recordings....

GOD I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND-

..... Whats goin on with the Garnet...

LET GLIMMER BE DARK

THE GREATEST HUGS, SCORPIA. GREATEST HUGS

Emily youre so smart.

SCORPIA FINALLY KNOWIN SHES WORTH BETTER HELL YEAH YOU GO SISTER

Catra rly needs a hug tbh

OHHHH HELL YESSSSSS

God I wanna know more about the scorpion kingdom....

Ep 7

Mermista you are too happy when holding everyone in a room against their will

OH OKAY THAT WOULD EXPLAIN WHY

SPOILERS MERMISTA

Ohhh hohoho I am lovin this story~

Shadow weaver bein an embarassing mom to Adora, adorable

Adora was absolutely suspicious of Weaver in my tl 100% Sure I made her more trusted, but Adora is stubborn

BFDJKGBFJKD ENTRAPTAS HELPERS ARE IN THE CASTLE

Ooooooo This is a great ep...

Ohh Im having fun arent I~

Ohhhhhhh Shiiiiiiiiiiit Rip selenious

Ep8

I hope yallre keepin an eye on me, Or I’ll get out >:-)

Awee depressed baby :-(

SHANTYYYY

OH THIS IS PRECIOUS

Seahawk this is a terrible idea....

This better be a musical episode

BDHJFBD WRONG KIDNAPPERS

I love depressed mermista

Return of the she-mop!

Oooo seahawk past....

Awee Catra misses Scorpia

And is finally realizin shes gone

O u c h poor Seahawk

OW GLIMMER

HELL YEAH MERMISTA

“A SEAGULL TOLD ME!”

Oooo Catra, a natural born killer~

I love bein able to finally see Octavia in action

Low key musical Ep, hell yesssss

I already shipped mermista and seahawk but this ep... Is just makin me ship it more....

SCORPIA HAS MOMS

The fact that it took this long for Catra to finally go to scorpias room and check on her

How the fuck do the boats work

Ep 9

OHHHHH Razz gets the sheras mixed up thats honestly so cute-

Razz... I lov u

I love her refrences to the old charas

Razzzz awe precious.. The first time...

Oooo I love seein Mara

AWEE LIGHT HOPE SOFT FOR MARA

Good I feel bad for Razz tbh??? hoppin back and forth between Sheras

MARAS TRANSFORMATIONNNNN

God she looks so much better than Adora holy fuck

NOOO RAZZ DONT CRYYY

HOLY FUCKING SH I WHAT THE F U CFDHFDJBKJGBSKED

Hot fucking damn I didnt expect this what the sh iiiiiii

I STILL WANNA HUG RAZZ-

Ep 10

DAMN IM SO COLD XD

That fuckin POOF

PLEAAASSEE LET ME AND WEAVER BOND PLZ I WANT MY GRANDMAAAAA

Let Frosta nap 2020

SCORPIAAAA

DONT SNEAK UP BEHIND SCORPIA

Daaaamn Catra... Go take a nap hun, you look terrible

Oh sweetie.....

Glimmer please you didn’t see what they saw.

Aaaannnnd Okay the queenliness is goin to her head cool

SCORPIA BABYYYY

Caaaatttrrraaaaa

LOOPY LOOP BETRAYAL

God I love them learning the ship

FBHJSDBFSJHVFD OH MY GOD FAKE TEARS

SHE DID IT IM SO PROUD OF HERRR

Ep11

Eeeeee I hope they find my blessed gorl.....

Whats swifty hearin..

OH SHIT SHERA DOESNT WORK-

I cant believe the first ones just have a fucking dump

MICHA MICHAM ICHA ITS MY UCLE I KNOW IT

HELL YEAH BAEBEEEEEE

I KNEW HE WAS ALIVE

Sweet my uncles just a lil crazy haha

MICHA I LOV YOU

Awaaaaaa

Glimmer loses one parent and gains the other. Girl only gets one parent at a time. Hahahaha

The world has to nerf her lmao

Hell yeah hes cool!

Okay cool proof that Lighthope just wants to activate the weapon

Guys just tell him she’s a teenager omfg

Hoooooly hecc

NOOOOOOOO aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

SHE RAAAAA

MY WIIIFFFEEEE

AAAAAAAA

YAASSSS

EEEEE

Ohhhh Scorpia is the key.....

Interesting.......

Ep 12

EVEN WEAVER IS CONFUSED

You bet you ass Ive escaped bitches >:)

-cries- I’ve missed my wife

Awaaa she never changes!

Someone hug Catra I s2g

DT nooooooo

SHE SHOWS NO CONNECTION BECAUSE YOU TOOK IT WEAVER-

I adore Weaver in this season- Who am I kidding, I adore Weaver in every season

THe hoarde is led by two kids who just need some tender love and care

God Ive missed her...

SWEETIE WHY ARE YOU SO CHEERY ALL THE TIME- AAA I LOVE YOU

squinty

Uhhhggggg I now hate that I remember having a runestone of my own

Tho I DO wanna know what kinda powers Scorpia will get....

Sweetie no non onononononononononononononoono

BABY NOOO NO NO O NONONONONONONONONONO

IM GONNA CRY SHE BETTER BE OKAY-

YESS BABY

AWAAA ENTRAPTA I LOVE YOUUUU

bdhsvfbjskbfd I can only do her hair bjkvfdbgfkd

OWO IM SO SMART YET SO DUMB

HORDAK TEARS?!

Hehehehehe YES I HELPED GLIMMER

Ep 13

Nobodies followin Catra anymore lmao

Ohhhh shit Catras gonna d i e

Rip in pieces Hordak

Ohhh shiiiiiiii

SEAHAWK LIL HEART EYES

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I love callin Catra out ohhhh my g o d

OOoooooo Lightning!

I gotta question that rn Glimmer...

Damnit Hordak aint dead...

Ohhh hecc hecc hecc hecc

OH SHIT THE SWORD-

Ya rly just teleport a whole room like that-

I like horde prime-

His eyes are cool and his palette is so much nicer aaaa

Fffffuck

Fave season so far

And not just cause I’m finally in it xD

Expect more posts when the mems really start pouring... Gotta figure out how all this changed in my TL since it DEFINITELY wasn’t just like this-

#DT 👥

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kpoptextauwu-archive · 6 years ago

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Can I request a dating jungkookDrabble? Thanks!!!

How he would ask you out:

Jungkook oozes confidence

Especially when it comes to the people he likes

Kookie would have planned it out

Scheduled a nice dinner

Found a cute cafe to get you ice cream

Planned to take you to a park so he could ask you out under the stars

Bc he's cheesy like that

He would be ready to go outside ur place lookin beautiful as hecc with a bouquet of flowers

Imagine kookie outside ur place with flowers

Oof

Anyways

He'd try to be as classy as possible but would end up joking about it the entire time

When you walked out he froze for a moment bc dam you are S T U N N I N G

He quickly recovered though and complimented you and handed you the bouquet

Teases you when you blushed and ruffled your hair and laughs when you smack his hand

When you get to the restaurant you're a little shocked because even though it’s not the fanciest I personally don't like fancy places it's still REALLY nice

You don’t have time to think before Jungkook has an arm around your waist and is dragging you into the restaurant and suddenly you're being handed a menu

I’d like to say he was a gentleman the entire night

But that’d be a complete lie he was constantly teasing you and making you laugh by doing stupid stuff

When you’re getting ice cream you barely notice that he had been holding your hand the entire time since he’s making you laugh so hard

Doesn’t let it go the entire time even when you get to the park but you eventually notice he’s gotten a little quieter than he’s been the entire night

So when you ask him whats wrong he takes a deep breath and turns to face you making direct eye contact

He cups your cheek and plays with your hair before slowly speaking that he really really really really likes you and really really really really wants to date you but he completely understands if you don't feel the same

With each word, he’s leaning in a little bit until he’s right next to your face his breath fanning out across it

You watch him look from your eyes to your lips back to your eyes with a silent request

Next thing you know he’s kissing you and W O W

It’s magical

And then he’s pulling away smiling bashfully and asking if you accept his request kissing you happily again when you say yes

Dating Jungkook:

Dating Jungkook is like one from the dramas

Strong Woman Do Bong Soon

You two constantly attack and roast each other but you are also so in love it’s gross

For example

You two will be sitting on the Cousy wrapped up under fluffy blankets okay with each others hairs and stealing kisses

But also allying each other a dip Shit and that the other is ugly

Which is a complete lie bc you're both beautiful

He loves exploring and taking you on adventures to random places

Art museums, aquariums, hidden parks, beaches from two cities away, rollerblading, go-karting, he loves to experience it for the first time with you

Gets "mad" when you steal his shirts and hoodies

But he secretly likes it

He likes to playfully tease you a lot but always kisses you and tells you how wonderful you are later

Whenever he gets sad or upset with you he tries to distance himself from you

the keyword is “tries” bc he still ends up sending you memes but doesn't actually speak to you

He will vary from not talking to you for a week to 5 minutes it's honestly impressive

He always feels bad in the end though and buys you a new plushie afterward

Whenever he can’t see you physically because of schedule or tours he face times you

more often than not he falls asleep on facetime

sometimes if you look closely you’ll see him snuggling one of your hoodies but he never will admit it

whenever you feel down or sad he’s always outside your door in seconds like some naruto shit

Jungkook is Naruto confirmed

He’ll wrap you up in a burrito blanket sit you on his lap and play with your hair teasing and making jokes to you until your crying of laughter

A whole sweetheart even if he doesn't understand what to do 75% of the time

Kissing Jungkook:

Silly kisses uwu

He loves to run up and kiss you on the cheek or forehead

If he’s feeling extra he’ll kiss you on the lips

100% not scared to kiss you in front of people unless you tell him it makes you uncomfortable

Kissing you on your cheek or hand or forehead eventually happens so much he does it on instinct

Greets you with forehead kisses

Pouts sometimes if he kisses you and you don't kiss him back

Giggles and squishes your cheek when you do kiss him back

As open as he is with kisses like that he never ever ever ever kisses you deeply in front of people

He thinks that should be something private and special between the two or more of you

Deep kisses don’t happen often either

When they do he is always incredibly gentle and soft with you and treats you like a china doll

Nine times out of ten he’ll have one hand holding the back of your head playing with your hair

The other one cupping your chin so he can kiss you properly

He smiles happily when you pull apart and gives you bunny kisses telling you how much he appreciates you

Cuddling Jungkook:

Jungkook doesn’t really strike me as a cuddler?

Like he’d rather just have an arm wrapped around you?

But to hell with that, this is cuddling Jungkook not leaning against jungkooks side

Jungkook will fight you on this

But he's a little spoon

He loves to be held by you with your face in his hair

He just feels safe in your arms and he can wrap his arms around your waist easily

Loves when you wear one of his t-shirts

He just thinks you look so cute like that

Jungkook is also very silly and will tease you with kisses when cuddling

Kisses your jaw and cheek when you're in the middle of a sentence

Then just snuggles back into your chest and look at you innocently when you stop mid-sentence

Probably goes “Why’d you stop? Are you okay keep going I’m listening.”

Which is like half lie half truth since he’s only half listening

The other half is him staring up at you in admiration

He probably says he love you like this

You two will just be curled up on his bed

Him wrapped around you like a sloth with his chin resting against your chest as he looks up at you

You were ranting about who knows what and then you just hear a quiet “I love you” from under you

He probably wouldn’t have realized what he said until you started blushing and covered your face

He would giggle and pull your hands from your face kissing you lightly

“And you love me too right?”

He knows you do he just wants to hear you say it

When you do he smiles and peppers kisses all over your face and collapses on top of you putting his face in your neck repeating “I love you” until he falls asleep

#bts #bts scenarios #bts fake texts #bts reactions #bts fluff #jungkook #Jungkook fluff

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nekofantasia · 6 years ago

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∞ let's see what Chen thinks of Kokoro!

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: HECC NO!!!||Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

#tiny weenie crush #magnificentmuses #「Mayohigan Correspondence (Answer)」

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subserviiient · 6 years ago

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∞ hECC

Anzu’s finna being honest: accepting

If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning

If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe ( Platonic ) || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME

If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life

If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply

If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!

My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You| Let’s Take a Bath Together

If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life

#in anzu #feebledetective #anzu vc: he's beautiful sue me

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dragcave-confessions · 6 years ago

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post/183367741818/post183346205944yall-the-artists-were-just-asking agreed. even if it's aesthetically pleasing, if it's anatomically unstable it has a significantly lower chance of getting released than a butt ugly dragon but is anatomically correct. hence why there r pretty dergs without in-cave spriter feedback but not released, and fugly heccs that r by in-cavers but are on our scrolls. bc apparently the way to tj's heart (and our scrolls) is having an anatomically sound dragon nowadays

#dcconfessions response #Anonymous

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set--suna · 7 years ago

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Worry

AY I finally finished day 4 of vld whump week hecc. This is a lot longer than I thought it would be, totaled 5 pages in google docs. So, the prompt for today was torture, and I think I have more emotional torture than physical. Have fun reading this.

Lance was pacing in the Castle’s control room. Everyone else was in the room. They were much more contained than he was. But really, everyone wasn’t here. Keith wasn’t with them. He wasn’t anywhere in the Castle. He was trapped on Lotor’s ship with his four lady generals.

During their last run in with the Galra, Lotor had brought an entire army. The Paladins had been unprepared for such a big fight, but they could handle it. Or they thought they could. With all of Lotor’s generals and the army of soldiers, there was more of the enemy than they could handle. Lance thinks it was Lotor’s plan to kidnap at least one of them. And Lotor got away with Keith. He had his generals team up on him and knock him out there. The others tried to stop them, but were cut off my too many obstacles. Lance was right there, Keith just inches away from his hand when the general with the tail smacked him and sent him into the nearest wall.

Now, Pidge and Hunk were working with Coran to locate Lotor’s ship. Lance was still pacing, lost in thought about all the things that could be happening to Keith right now. He jumped when a hand was placed on his shoulder. He pivoted slightly to see Allura’s empathetic face with it’s soft features.

“Lance, we’re all worried about Keith right now. I can’t speak for how strong your feelings are, but the best thing to do at the moment is stay collected. We need to keep calm and be prepared to make the right decisions,” Allura reasoned with Lance. Why was she so good at being reasonable?

Lance sighed and nodded, “Yeah, I know. Lotor just… pisses me off! He’s always one step ahead of us.”

“It is definitely the worst,” Hunk agreed from Coran’s control panel.

“We’ll be able to find his ship in a second, if we can connect the coordinate search engine to Keith’s helmet communicator…” Pidge mumbled as she tapped away at her paladin seat. “And… that should do it. Test it, Hunk.”

Hunk poked the control panel. The radar blinked once, twice, three times.

“Found him!” Hunk exclaimed happily, bringing up the radar on the bigger screen. “They’re only one solar system over. We can get there quick.”

A dot blinked on and off when the circle of the radar touched it. Lance stood up straighter. They had their destination. Now they just needed Keith back.

“Coran, input the coordinates. We’ll head there immediately,” Allura decided, taking her position at the head of controls.

“Right away, princess,” Coran obliged, tapping away at his controls and starting their mission to save Keith.

-insert horizontal line here-

Lance didn’t realize he had fell asleep until Pidge was shaking him awake. He shot up instantly and his eyes instantly caught on the green paladin’s wary ones.

“We’re getting a communication line from Lotor’s ship,” Pidge explained quietly.

Lance stood up as soon as she finished talking. Allura opened the line once they were ready. Lance held back a gasp. Of course, Lotor would do this. Lotor would have Keith tied up behind him while they talked.

“Hello, Paladins, I’ve been waiting for you,” Lotor grinned. He seemed to be enjoying their reactions. Lance hardened his expression. He may be worried, but he didn’t have to let Lotor enjoy it.

“What do you want, Lotor?” Allura asked, voice hostile.

Lotor looked down pitifully at the princess, “Don’t be like that, princess, I just wanted to greet you all. I knew you would be coming here to get your paladin. I wanted to you all to know that he’s fine. At least, for now.”

“What do you mean, ‘for now’?” Lance questioned directly after.

“I mean, I will give you your paladin back completely unscathed, unharmed… only if you give me to black lion,” Lotor attempted a bargain.

“Don’t do it! You can’t let Lotor get his hands on any of the lions-” Keith was cut off by the blue general kicking him to the ground.

Lance flinched at the gesture. So they were being real here. Pidge tensed beside him. Hunk winced and looked away for only a tick. Allura only blinked, still staring down Lotor.

“We will not accept your bargain, or tolerate that treatment of our paladin,” the princess answered Lotor.

“Well, you must. Until you agree,” Lotor snapped his fingers.

The general who had kicked Keith down looked down at him emotionlessly. She took a moment before throwing a knife into Keith’s arm. The boy strangled down yelp, making an ugly noise with his throat. Nobody said anything. Nobody moved. So, the lady general removed the knife, and this time bent over to stab it in Keith’s other shoulder. This time, the paladin couldn’t hide his pain.

Lance wanted to look away. He didn’t want to see them torture Keith like this. But if he did avert his gaze, he would seem weak. He knew the others felt the same.

“You don’t have long, paladins,” Lotor taunted, spinning so he no longer faced them. “Time runs short on this one’s life.”

Keith was giving them a look. A look that meant he could handle it. That they couldn’t give in to Lotor. Find another way around the problem. Lance remembered a line Shiro always said, “Patience yields focus”.

“Cut the line,” Allura said simply. Coran quickly followed her order. She inhaled through her mouth, out through her nose. “We cannot sit here and do nothing. We’ll infiltrate Lotor’s ship and rescue Keith. We only need him, and then we are done. Nothing else matters.”

Lance nodded, Hunk and Pidge agreed in unison, “Right.”

Pidge rigged up another escape pod with a cloaking device. Lance and Pidge would infiltrate on board secretly, or as secretly as they could. Allura and Hunk would go the other way, straight to Lotor. Allura led them into Lotor’s ship on Blue, Pidge and Lance sneaking in beside her. After Hunk and Allura left the hangar, the other two paladins made their exit. There seemed to be no Galra soldiers on this ship. It’s true Lotor and his lady generals could probably handle any intruders, but it still felt strange to not see any other form of backup.

Pidge and Lance made it to the security bay unscathed and unseen. Lance stood by the door, blaster at the ready. Pidge was busy digging through the system, searching for the security camera feed.

“Got it,” she informed Lance, who only looked over his shoulder as response. “He’s a floor above us, a couple rooms down from where Allura and Hunk are.”

“Then we need to move fast,” Lance commented, already stepping out of the room.

Pidge shut down her operation and followed Lance out. Again, since there no other enemies, getting to Keith was easy. The entrance to his cell was just a panel on the wall. The only way you could tell it was a door was the little keypad beside it.

“Did you happen to find a password in there?” Lance asked hopefully.

“Yeah, I’m smart enough to check, Lance,” Pidge answered in her snarky way, sliding in front of him to type the code.

Lance would have made a snarky comment back, but the panel slid up to a pitch black room. Lance was hesitant, but he took his head in.

“Keith? You in here?” he questioned the darkness tentatively.

There was a pause before Keith’s wonderfully familiar voice answered them, “Lance? And is that… Pidge?”

“Oh, thank god,” Pidge sighed, stepping in front if Lance again and heading in the direction of Keith’s voice. There was some shuffling, a slice from Pidge’s bayard, then Pidge and Keith emerging from the blackness.

Keith… looked significantly worse. A fresh bruise was forming around his eye. There were two new slices from the blue general’s blade across his face and thigh. He looked horrible. Lance was ready to let the boy’s weight be transferred from Pidge to him.

“You alright?” Lance asked softly.

Obviously, Keith was not alright. But Keith’s response was: “I’m fine. At least, good enough to walk.”

“Ok, then let’s get moving,” Pidge ended the conversation.

The trip back to the hangar was slower, since Keith was in a very weak state. Pidge was a few feet ahead, checking around corners and making sure the path was safe. Keith’s face was strained, this was harder on him than he was willing to let on. Anyone could see that. Lance wanted to say something, but Keith was probably already worrying in his own head. Most likely about his image as a leader rather than himself.

“The others don’t see you as any less of a leader, you know,” Lance whispered to Keith. He could tell he caught the black paladin off guard, because he winced slightly from the comment. Lance tightened his grip around Keith’s waist, a supporting hold and a comforting presence. “We don’t think you’re a bad leader for getting captured. We never did think you were a bad leader. You still need to get used to it. We’re just worried about you, Keith. That’s it.”

Keith didn’t respond. His mouth hung open from the sudden words. After a moment, he shut it and his concrete, emotionless stare returned. Shortly afterwards, they entered the hangar and Allura and Hunk came into view. They looked incredibly relieved when they saw Keith slung around Lance’s shoulders.

Keith spoke up as they approached, while Allura and Hunk were still out of earshot. His voice was strained slightly, “Thank you, Lance.”

Lance’s mouth upturned in a slight smile, “No problem, buddy.”

Allura explained that Lotor wasn’t where they were told to be. No one was. They were locked in the room and forced to find a way to escape. They never made a deal.

“Why would he do that?” Pidge questioned no one in particular. “Why would he let it be so easy to rescue Keith?”

They stood in silence, thinking for a reason why. If Lotor really wanted to take down the Paladins and get the Lions, now was his perfect chance. Lotor always had some behind-the-scenes plan.

“He was setting an example,” Keith spat out. His eyes were clouded, a frown clear on his face. “Lotor said so himself.”

“He was using you…” Allura spoke quietly. Her realization hit them all hard. Lance looked sideways at Keith. His face had never been so distraught before. Lance was furious. Furious at Lotor for every single thing he’d done to his friends. Allura clenched a fist and brought it to her chest. “Lotor was showing us what he could do to us. If anything like this happens again, he’ll very likely take it more serious than this. From here on out, we have to be exceedingly careful.”

For the ride back to the Castle, Lance helped Keith into Blue while Hunk and Pidge took off in the escape pod. Lance sat next to Keith on the floor, making sure he stayed awake. Lance jostled the boy with his shoulder, causing him to groan and look at Lance with a look that said, “Why?”

“Sorry, Samurai, you’re not allowed to sleep yet. Those cuts are pretty deep,” Lance reasoned.

Keith grunted and shifted on the floor. He leaned and placed his head on Lance’s shoulder. Lance sighed and rested his cheek on top of Keith’s head. “Just don’t pass out there, alright?”

#yikes i added klance at the end #voltron #vld #voltronwhumpweek #voltronwhumpweek2017 #klance #lance mcclain #keith kogane #hunk garrett #pidge gunderson #allura #coran #lotor #acxa

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