#useless as always /lh

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THE PARENT TRAP — LHS | CHAPTER 6

synopsis: jungwon and ni-ki met each other at a summer camp and found out they were fraternal twins. this leads to events where the two ex-lovers, heeseung and yn, are reunited after 14 years by their children.

genre: exes to lovers, smau, fluff

pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, poor attempts in humor, grammatical errors, marriage, pregnancy, parenthood, miscommunication

taglist: CLOSED!

a/n: hi my loves! apologies since it took LONGER than my usual sched for updates which is average of 2 days, it just i have many things in mind and im having a minor writer's block hence the slow update but rest assured my update sched will be consistent since its my final week of school T.T ne ways enjoy n love ya <3

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Having dinner with your ex is an awkward event, especially if it's your own kid who asked for the event to take place. Yn can't say no to her son, whom she hasn't been with for almost 15 years; it's the least she can do for him. As she got ready, the boys waited for her downstairs as they watched a show on the TV. A doorbell rang just after she went downstairs. She opened the door and met the eyes of the man who is not only the father of her children but also the guy she still deeply loves and cares about despite being apart for more than a decade. They got in his car and drove to the restaurant. The car ride was filled with the boys playfully teasing each other as she looked at the rear mirror. She was met with a scene she didn't think could be possible after all these years. Her twin sons are playfully bantering as Heeseung hums to the tune of the song playing on the radio. It felt like a family enjoying the weekend and having dinner together. A complete family she had wished she could have fought for in the past.

They stepped into the restaurant and sat at their table. The boys were busy looking at the menu while the two tried to avoid each other's glances. As the waiter got their orders and, after awhile, came out with their food. They peacefully ate while the boys shared stories while they were in the camp. She can see that the boys indeed have a bond with each other despite being apart for such a long time. It pains her that this could have been their reality if things had turned out okay. It was time for dessert, and Heeseung excused himself to go to the restroom, which she quickly followed as she instructed the boys to wait for them. As she found him, she quickly grabbed his arm and asked him if she could talk to him in a private area.

"What do you want us to talk about?" he asked. "I think we should tell them; I can't bear waiting any longer to see them not know about their situation, she responded. Heeseung gave her a reassuring smile and said, "Okay, if that's what you want, then we can tell them. They deserve to know about it." — "Thank you. We should wait and tell them when we arrive in my place since we are still in public, to which he nodded and agreed. They got back to the table, and the boys were just talking as they saw their parents. She told them that her and Ni-ki's dad would tell them about something. The ride back was silent as the boys felt nervous for what was about to happen.

"So, what do the both of you want to tell us?" Jungwon asked as they all sat on the sofa. "Okay, me and Heeseung have been hiding something. I know this might come as a surprise and if you two are angry or feel betrayed by the both of us, its completely understandable. Jungwon and Ni-ki, the both of two are twins. Ni-ki, I understand if you feel hatred towards me. I been nothing but an useless mom to you. I failed to give you the right to experience to have a mother. I as your mother would like to apologize deeply. I know my apology doesn't make up for the 15 years but I hope you know that I always have you in my mind. I prayed everyday that you and your dad are safe. That you're eating well and growing into a respectfully man. I'm always proud of you and I'm grateful to be your mother." as she spoke Ni-ki cant help his eyes to tear up. He finally found his mom, the woman for whom he had longed for a long time. He can finally have someone he can call 'Mom', or someone who will shower him with affection. The day had come, and he was the happiest he had been for the longest time. "Can I hug you?" he spoke to her, and she opened her arms as the boy hugged his mom. "I've been wishing to feel your hug for the longest time. Whatever reason you and dad have, you can just explain to us next time. I just want to hug right now. Also, does this mean I can call you 'Mom' and taste your meals?" the boy finally looked at his mom, who shared the same tearful eyes as she looked at him: "Yes, Sweetheart. You can call me 'Mom, and I will cook you anything that your heart desires. Anything for my baby." as she placed a kiss on his forehead.

As the scene unfolds in front of Jungwon. He can't help but look at Heeseung, who is sitting near him. His dad is within arms reach; he can't believe he can finally meet him. He got up and hugged him tightly. "I can't believe I can finally hug you, Dad, he said while the older male hugged him tighter. "Me too, Kid. Me and your mom want to apologize about everything. The both of you don't deserve this but we can't undo the past anymore. Let me make for years I wasn't there for the both of you." Heeseung replied, "Thank you for telling us. As Ni-ki said, just explain to us next time. I want to be with you, I really want to be close to you." he said as Heeseung caressed his hair and placed a kiss on top of his head while hugging him. The day ended on a good note. There were many emotions poured out, and the four of them hugged together. The family is finally complete.

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[leclvrc]

steal some covers, share some skin | lh x reader

summary: mornings always find you pliant and ready

content: morning s*x, m/f s*xual acts

words: 2.2k

You're in bed, legs a little spread and still loose and pliant from yesterday.

There's little light in the room but Lewis sees you anyway. He loves you best like this too: relaxed and easy, with your pussy all pretty.

You spent last night under him and if the look in his eyes is anything to go by, you'll spend this morning much the same. But you welcome it, him so easily when he slips back into you. First just the tip at your entrance, where he's all warm. You almost offer to suck him off, get him there with your mouth. He loves cumming on your tits after all, but you don't say anything. Instead you allow yourself to relax further into the bed and then he slips in, slowly, letting you feel every inch and it's a little like coming home despite being four countries away.

He's heavy in you, but the good kind. The kind that promises stars and euphoria to explode behind your eyelids and then there's his chest at your back and his knee beneath yours and your toes curl. He's not even all the way in but it's enough already. That's how good he is.

"Baby," he says, whispers, lips moving against your cheek with the letters. You hum but there's not a single word on your tongue. His big hand intertwines with yours and it's like everything has slid into place. Fuck, nobody has ever come close to making you feel like that.

He rears back, let's you feel every inch buried in you and then thrusts back in, goes just as slow as he went. It's blissful, amazing. Toe curlingly good.

Lewis is and has always been the greatest at making you melt into a useless puddle with one move.

His thrusts are almost lazy, like he knows the slow glide could get you there if he really wanted you to. That it's enough for you to be buried beneath his weight, with his cock to the hilt in your pussy. The stretch just golden.

"You're so good at this," you find yourself saying after a moment. Eyes fluttering beneath the heavy weight pulling them shut. You want to look at him as you say it. Glance up at him out of your gorgeous eyelashes to see his dark cheeks grow a tad darker. See that cute gap between his teeth appear as he tries and fails not to let the compliment get to him. Memories of those things have to suffice for now though you decide.

The slow glide is maddening and good and perfect and enough and not enough at the same time but then he rears back, pulls away all the way until he slips out, dick warm and wet against your thigh and then he turns you around, on your side. Has you clench your legs together as he kneels behind you.

His hands are on your ribs and then your tits and then his dick is back at your entrance, just resting, just gliding between slick folds before driving back home and the next moan slips off and into a sigh.

Like this he seems even deeper, like the tight heat of your pussy is pulling him in deeper than before. You love it. Him. What he's doing to you.

Eyes fluttering back shut, a smile begins to grow on your lips as you squeeze your legs tighter together. He swears above you, the sound low and dirty and then there's one of his wide palms around your throat. Just resting there as he continues to fuck you in short bursts.

You fist the sheets in one of your hands when he suddenly stills. The sound of skin slapping against skin ceases and then you open your eyes, hope to see him grin at you in that way of his. That way that tells you that he's just teasing and will go right back to fucking you in a moment.

"Lewis," you say, voice a little whiny like it always gets when he's as deep in you as he can get. His free hand slips between your closed legs and then he's thumbing against your clit, doesn't acknowledge your look beyond a quick peck to the cheek.

You shudder beneath his touch and then lift one of your legs. Hope to entice him to touch you more, faster. Harder. Maybe he'll finish you off with his perfect fingers. Rub your clit so long you shiver away from his hands before he spreads your legs and fucks you to completion. Over and over.

Wouldn't be the first time, but he doesn't do any of that. Instead he lazily draws his thumb over your clit, smiles a little at the dampness spreading around. You're soaked and so turned on you know it won't take long at all to cum but he doesn't give it to you.

Fuck.

"Please... Lewis," you try again. Voice so breathy. He loves it when you sound like that. He loves you on his cock as well and even more so when you take your pleasure into your own hands and then suddenly it's easy to rock back on his cock with his hand still on your throat.

You look at him beneath lowered eyelashes and then move. Know that the wet slide around his cock and your mouth around his thumb is enough to drive him wild much like he's been driving you wild all night long yesterday. A little bit of payback never hurts.

When he slips over your g-spot you can't help but moan. Loud. Loud compared to anything else in that room anyway and then you do it again, drive your ass back into his crotch, just until he nudges that spot over and over again. You fall back on your side completely, only his fingers around your neck holding you up and then suddenly he's pressed close from shoulders to hips again and you're buried beneath his beautifully warm bulk.

Your hips arch and then there's power behind his thrusts, behind the way he places his knees to either side of your ass to really fuck you.

You move into the feeling, until it's second nature to move back as he thrusts in. Meet him in the middle. It's perfect like that. For your both. You wish you could see it. Him. The way his abandon flexes with every hard thrust and how his cock disappears in you over and over again. Fuck. The thought alone makes your toes curl and then his hand is on your throat again and his other hand beside your head and it's like you're just meant to get fucked. To lie there and take it until you're shaking apart beneath his bulk.

His cock keeps disappearing in you even once you start chanting his name lowly. Even once you start squeezing him as that deep coil of pleasure unwinds and stars begin to burst in your vision. You moan, loud, just one more time and then fall back into the sheets. Ass still in the air. Just like he loves it.

"You're so hot baby," he gasps into your ear as he follows you back into the sheets. "Squeezing, fuck, so so tight. Love this baby. Love you."

"Lewis," you sob. Eyes squeezing shut at a particulary deep thrust. You could probably come again by the time he cums.

"Made for this, huh," he asks, voice trailing off into a moan when you move back into his thrust again. "Made to be-- to be fucked. By me only, baby."

Your hands squeeze the mattress a little harder at that, the sentence and the sheer possessiveness in his tone enough for you to whine and whimper and then he draws away. Slips out of you entirely. He leaves you empty and aching but a second later, just after your eyes shoot open and your body turns cold with the lack of Lewis pressed into you, does he turn you back around.

Now on your back, you look back up at him.

He smiles.

He's so handsome. So gorgeous, especially up close like this.

"Wanna look at you when I come in you, sweetheart." he says, voice even. Like it's the most normal thing in the world to say. Heat climbs up your cheeks at the thought, your mind coming up with all sorts of dirty images but you don't reply beyond a shudder running down your back.

Your legs open eagerly to welcome him back and your folds are still shiny from when you came, but the first glide back in makes your eyes slip shut and then you're lost to the pleasure again. Lost to Lewis and his whims as he chases pleasure between your legs.

You wrap your quivering thighs around his hips and like this he's even closer. Just like he was when he first fucked you when you were on your side. It's breathtaking.

His hands are everywhere then. Your hips. Your stomach before he thumbs once again at your clit and then he leans in and draws you into a sloppy, lax kiss. You breathe into it but he doesn't mind. He never does when you're so fucked out. You sigh and then one of his hands trails up your body and to your tits and you arch into the touch. Into the feeling of his thumb on your nipple. On the easy way he seems to know just how to touch you to get you to tighten around his dick.

He looks like a God you can't help but think. Mind lost to hazy bliss but clear enough to take in the glistening skin around his crotch. Where you got him all wet and messy. He looks like a God and he feels like it too when he starts moving in earnest. All dark inked skin and loose braids tumbling into his face with every movement.

It's when he leans in to kiss you again that you know that he's close. He's been moving in a rhythm only he knows as he's chased his pleasure but nows he's drawing in close, close enough to cage you between his arms as your lips meet. The kiss is sloppy, just like the ones before. It's all bitten lips and moans barely getting muffled as you press your legs tighter against his back and then suddenly he's no longer rearing his hips back to pound into you, but simply pulling back to grind into your tight heat and it's everything.

It's so easy to slip one of your hands between your bodies. To find your soaked cunt stretched around his dick and then to rub your clit to the movement of his grinding. But it's just after he finally cums -- your name's a filthy prayer on his lips as he grinds in deep - - that you tumble over the edge once more yourself.

This orgasm is more intense than the first one. It rocks through you suddenly, all the way into your toes and you clench around him. Hard. Just until he moans and falls into you more, like he never wants to leave. And isn't that a thought? Keeping him close like this. Always. Pressed together until you're not sure where he begins and you end.

You come down slowly but the aftershocks still rock your body even once he starts pulling out, now completely spent in you. You sigh, the sudden loss of his weight startling after the way you fucked the morning away and then stretch. Don't even frown when you feel some of his cum dribbling out between your legs.

He stays knelt in front of you. Chest still heaving and smiles.

"Good morning, baby," he says, laughter quick to follow when you weakly throw a pillow at him.

Good morning indeed.

[mayisgoingnuts]

Taglist!

(I may forget a few)

#May useless rambles — Me just rambling about my OC's, AU's, comfort characters or anything, really.

#May is roleplaying now!! — Roleplay posts.

#Beautiful Boy <3 (Roy!!) — Roy posts!! (Tag is a reference to a John Lennon song btw)

#art ; #doodles ; #drawing — Art, doodles, comics, etc

#vent ; #half vent — Explains by itself.

MOOTS TAGS!

(PS: These are the ones who I interact/interacted the most with, so I won't have for every single one/lh)

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#Skiddad's biggest simp -> @luzxii

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#Creative lil fella!!! -> @lynniezdoodles

#Kori always changing -> @momentokori

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#Omg Radford from SM!! -> @jonesy-squish

#ICE CREAM yum -> @articus-icecream

I can update those with time!

[cypheroo]

I'll forever see you | Garroth Ro'Meave ~☆

"Cyyyyyppphhhhhiieeee Your favorite shooting star has a reqquueeesssttt for yooouuuuuu/lh May I pretty please with a cherry on top, humbly beg for a fic of Laurance and/or Garroth caring for a reader who gets worked to the bone often and very rarely is supported by their family? Mcd or mys i don't mind either way :3(Can you tell i am. Very tired? LSMDNAMl)-⭐”

Word count : 1,160

Tw : none :D but it isnt totally cannon? IDK

AN : I'M SORRY ⭐I REALLY AM! IT'S A LITTLE SHORTER BUT I REALLY TRIED PUTTING LESS STORY IN AND MORE CARE IG? Also I'm sorry! I wish I could take all the stuff off your plate and let you rest! Take care ⭐!

You had to finish this, you had to finish this paper, then you'd need to finish the next paper, then the next, and the next. God you didn't even feel like you were anywhere near close to being finished at all, that didn't even account for your piling chores you had been putting off. The dishes looked steep and your next choice of clean clothes was getting harder to find, you just had so many things you had to get done and eventually finish. The world was too fast for you and it was tiring, it didn't help that your family was less than helpful, often brushing the work you had to do off, or downright ignoring your growing issues and need of help. You wanted to cry, you felt so alone and like no one would help you or show you even an ounce of empathy. Garroth was out on some mission lady aphmau sent him on, aphmau was busy with being a whole lord, your family couldn't care less, friends were worried for themselves and it left you feeling so useless and sad for your own situation. You laid your head on your desk, groaning wishing it could all be over. That was until you heard a small and soft “honey?” next to your ear. 

While it was true, he was out looking for collecting information for lord aphmau, garroth had only recently came back to phoenix drop, and he couldn't just go back to his home, he had to come see you, he had to come make sure the one he held so dear was still smiling like he loved so much, and maybe he wanted to steal a kiss or two. You brought out the fun side of Garroth, the side of him that he didn't even know he still had, the side that made him do these small romantic things for you, he'd bring the moon to you if you so desired it. Your presence calmed him and you became the oxygen he needed to live, hence why being apart hurt him so much, he longed for you those two weeks he was gone, he wanted your warmth in his arms, he wanted to feel your fingers trail through his hair, and he needed to hear your kind voice once again.

It was easy to get into your home, you had given him a key afterall. You were always one to welcome him into your space. So as soon as he closed the door as softly as he could he slipped off his shoes and helmet, setting them in their respective places, he expected you to be asleep, to be resting, hence why he was so quiet, but as soon as he saw you sitting at your desk the tired yet excited smile slowly drained from his lips, being replaced with worry for you. As soon as you set your cute little head down on that desk he slowly moved behind you, getting close to your ear and whispering that name you loved so dearly. 

You jumped and hurriedly threw a pencil at him in fear before recognizing that blonde haired man in front of you, the fear turning into happiness, you suddenly didn't feel so sad, you hugged him tightly and took in his smell, you smiled and closed your eyes, whenever you were in his arms you felt ok, you felt loved…safe.He enveloped his arms around you and let out a small laugh, “i don't think that pencil could do much harm against lil ol me” he smiled as he slightly pulled away, “my love? Why are you still awake? It's so late” he hummed softly, his voice laced with worry. You didn't know how to explain anything, simply meeting his eyes with a frown. He knew you so well that he simply placed a kiss on your head and picked up the candle by your desk, using it to illuminate the way as he took your hand, leading you upstairs to your bedroom.

It was quiet. Although not an angry silence, just one filled with worry and care. Once you were finally to your room you sat down on your bed, garroth set the candle down and kneeled in front of you, looking up at you with those beautiful blue eyes, “my love, you need proper rest, how long have you been…being stretched so thin?” he asked, he could read anyone easily, but he could read you with just your eyes alone. You gave him your answer as you attempted to look away, but he wasn't having it, using his hand to softly guide your hand into looking back at him, “you need to be more kind to yourself, baby i'm not gonna let you work yourself to death, has anyone been helping you?” he asked  as he used his other hand to trace circles into your palm. When you answered with a no he seemed more sad, not angry, nor disappointed, just sad. “Can no one see your workload? Good god baby i'm so sorry” he said as he brought your hand to his lips, kissing your hand and closing his eyes. Garroth felt bad for leaving you, he knew you could handle yourself yes but it didn't change his want to always be next to you, to always be around you. And knowing you had been suffering hurt him so much, he knew that he wouldn't leave your side until you were ok and taken care of. 

“Ill always be here to help you, ill always be here to see the work you put in, the pain you endure. My sweetheart, I will continue to do all that and more.” he softly rambled and met his eyes with yours, he was so filled with love and adoration for you. “I don't know why anyone who claims to love you wouldnt see the work you do, but i do, and ill do everything to help you be at ease.” he continued, his voice was so hurt yet so honest, so clear with his desires and love, it was you, he desired you, your happiness and smile. This all made you relax, your shoulders lowered from the tense position they were in before. That made Garroth smile, he slowly stood and let your hands go, moving to get out of his guards uniform, while you slowly made yourself comfortable, laying in the sheets, his words took so much off your shoulders, your back. So you waited for him to join you in bed.

Eventually he slowly sat in bed, putting out the candle and laying next to you, he slowly pulled you close to him resting his chin on the top of your head, and you resting yours near his chest, allowing you to hear his heartbeat, to feel his warmth, presence, and love, before you dozed off you faintly remember hearing him hum a soft tune, attempting to help you sleep. 

[gwaaaaar]

Southasian BB thoughts :3

Ahhhh my gah. A bit of a side note about how black butlers racism got better and worse over time. The portrayal of Indian culture has always vexed me because imo, sometimes it had such an incredibly profound usage of Hindu imagery, and extremely accurate cultural depictions clearly as a result of research. But then you get the random bits of stereotyping and the occasional belly dancing fit??? Hey i thought you guys knew better???

Anyways. I do want to be positive on this post. VERY fond of how Sebastian, out of respect for Agni, doesn't ridicule him for his faith and in fact uses it to encourage him. He retells him the story of Shiva and Kali after Agni apologizes for betraying Soma and the rest of the group because he and Soma were able to get past their shortcomings and understand each other better. Which is incredibly sweet and incredibly surprising coming from Sebastian.

And then of course, infamously the shot of Soma holding Agnis ashes with the caption saying he'd follow the path of Ma Kali... that was raw as FUUUUUCK. That moves me every time. Kali is supposed to be a defender, a manifestation of righteous rage, exactly what Soma was... he wanted to help people so much but the despair of not being able to make a proper change is leading him to drastic, violent actions... Ohhhhh I am ILLLLLL. AND EVEN when he says his actions are meaningless in the end, he still gives the child the jewellery he beat the thugs for because deep down he still wants to help... oh my god. Maybe I will forgive Black Butler for the occasional hatecrime/j/lh

I unironically believe Soma and Agni are some of the best, most fleshed out Southasian portrayals in animanga, or even general mainstream media. WHICH IS WEIRD CONSIDERING... the random racism... but I love them so so dearly and hold them close to my heart I will always love them even though i was puking in my mouth a little at the start (not at them ofc). Looking past the initial party animal/religious stereotypes, they are both very sympathetic and the kindest characters that have the repsect of their peers, not just because of their status but their legitimate good attitudes. They have mostly major roles even if not main. They have development and aren't just props used to propel their white peers, (besides ciel using em but he uses everyone and that's something else). They are allowed to be human. And god. God do i love them ❤

I keep thinking abt that panel where Sebastian tells phantomstaff to get on their knees and pray to Agni for even a sliver of his talent because they are useless bastards and i keep laughing really hard

[wildymoon]

if I hadn't slept at 4am last night and played for 8h today I would do more, here is my recap

(act 2-3 spoilers)

I GOT THE FUCKING LEVELS BUT THE ACHIEVEMENT DIDN'T PROC

on the bright side because Siffrin's at max I get to obliterate everything in sight and that makes fighting funnier

OVER 1000 ERASED SADNESSES. I AM GOD /silly

obliterated the King very easily (forgot I had the bomb too but shhh)

and flames and flood that glitch effect. oh by the stars above. oh wow. YES. but also that was spooky despite me having been spoiled for that

the fact that the smell of burnt sugar was so prominent and yet Siffrin hasn't commented at all on the nostalgie (AND THE TEARS???) smelling sweet is driving me up the wall

adhd moment everything gets a speedrun

ghost jumpscare is very fun, I read through the achievements but seeing one still gives me the urge to just go "WHAT THE FUCK."

Bonbon. is going to make me cry. help they're so cute and they just wanna help and not see their found family get hurt and then shrug it off forever, Siffrin-

this image. by the skies. look at them.

I do not normally actually laugh out loud at my computer when not on voice call. "we have one of those at home" in Mirabelle's hangout got a big laugh out of me. Well played, game <3

poor Odile went on a wile-d goose chase (this pun was a stretch but I Had To)

impatience moment from me but it's easier to manage than the sugar thing

Isabeau trans moment??

this and Mirabelle's hangout make me really want to stream this game to a friend of mine. they may end up crying tho.

urge to murderhobo. but scared. ask multiple sources and places whether it's a loopending thing if I go feral. get no answer. chicken out because the anxiety always wins in this scenario because FAMILY ON THE LINE. this is probably in character tbh

otherwise vibe through loop as normal

temptation. to pineapple. cause completionist and "what does the button do". but I don't wanna upset them. and I'm scared. hhhhhhhhhh

WHAT THE FUCK?

CHANGE GOD??????

change god is an uwu I'm going to explode (it's hilarious but I am lowkey dying here)

ring ring ring ring ring, banana fone!!!!

oh

oh god oh fuck

....

you BITCH /lh

the final snacktime of this run nearly killed me I don't usually cry but this nearly made me tear up. found family really do get me

giving the King a flower may not have been the Smartest idea, but for some ungodly reason it's giving me Hollow Knight vibes and that makes it worth the confusion

I know this isn't the end but new dialogue!!!

ISABEAU YOU CHICKEN. PLEASE. I am too soft to call you a useless gay even in jest but COME ON MAN

welp here we go again

poor Siffrin

uh

oh

FUCK

GUYS????????

I stopped after the loop ended but it feels like a cliffhanger.

MAN. MY BRAIN. I wanna keep going but it's been 8h and now that I have the memory of family there is literally nothing keeping me from going for OP 2 Electric Boogaloo when I get back to playing. and I don't wanna stay up until 4am again.

I don't have to chain fam runs in order to get You Are Loved, right? I mean I probably will but I'm tempted to make Odile suspicious of me and that might fudge it a bit.

[heeseung-min]

hi i love your writing and the creepiness of the yandere love you do for the enhypen members, would you consider doing a part 2 for this one? (police officer LHS after he murders y/n sister) i just have to ask otherwise if i can use my imagination but would love to see more of your creativity.

https://www.tumblr.com/heeseung-min/712132869712166912/1034-everyone-this-is-our-new-man-please?source=share

Hello, thank you for sending the request and im sorry for answering it late, anyways i hope you enjoy it😁 Part 1 for the story is here [10:34]

[07:34]

"So, do you have any news about my sister?"

It's been like one month since you reported about your missing sister to the police. They did investigation at the places your sister went before she went missing. However, nothing new has been discovered.

At the same time, you also made friends with the new police there, Heeseung. He will always assure you that everything will be fine. Sometimes, he will bring you to the places he need to investigate. You were grateful to have him as your friend.

"Sorry, y/n. There is still no sign of your sister. Our captain said your sister might be kidnapped by someone and got murdered. That's how usually the case will be when someone go missing."

Heeseung said with guilty on his face. He didn't say anything more and waited for you to response. You knew the police had tried their best to find your sister but when there is no any sign or clue that can be used, it's useless.

"Are you okay, y/n?"

"I- I'm not Heeseung. I just wanted to know where is she. Even if she is not alive, at least let me know how she looks like. At least I can prepare a proper funeral for her."

Heeseung pulled you closer to his body so you can cry on his shoulder. Ah, he wished he can always hugging you like this. He frowned a bit when you slowly distanced yourself.

"I will try my best to find your sister, y/n."

"Thank you so much, Heeseung."

----

You were busy studying at the library before someone knocked the table you were using on. You looked up to see your sister's classmate, Jay. Sometimes both of you talked to each other when you guys see each other.

"Are you okay, y/n?"

"Yeah."

"You must be worried about your sister, right? I'm so sorry for you."

He patted your head making your eyes tearing up a bit. You looked to him and smile brightly.

"Thanks for being caring."

"I don't like see you sad. Let's have lunch together at your favorite place."

Both of you ate and catching up with each other. You can see how Jay is trying hard to not make you think about your sister too much. He ensure that you are really okay with everything.

"Oh? What happened to your arm?"

Jay chuckled a bit when looked back to the scratches he got few days ago.

"I got scratched when I tried to feed the stray cats."

"Jeez, you should be careful Jay."

But little did you know, Heeseung saw the two of you. And he really didn't like the sight. Only him that should make you smile that wide or laugh that loud. Only him should make sure you are good and not someone else.

----

Heeseung: Y/n, we found your sister.

You rushed to the location that Heeseung sent after the text. Your heartbeats increasing and you tried to control yourself. You saw some polices and paramedics on the site. There were few people asking the polices what is it about. You looked for Heeseung and when you found him, his reaction was gloomy.

"Y/n, I'm sorry you had to find her this way."

You looked down at the body bag. Once again, you controlled your breath before opening it and there you saw your sister. Her face was very pale like she has been drowned and there were few stabs on her chest. You closed it after you finally had enough look.

"Did you catch the culprit?"

"Yes, it was her classmate Jay."

"What?!!"

You don't want to believe this. No, no no no. That's not true at all. You don't want to believe that the man who is so caring towards you will be the one who caused you nightmare. You turned around when you heard a scream.

"I didn't kill her!!!!! I swear!!!!"

"You can explain it at the police station."

"Jay?"

Jay looked at you. He was shocked and scared when he saw disappointment on your face. He can see how you were being hesitant to take one step closer to him.

"No, y/n. I will not do that. Trust me!!"

"Can I really trust you?"

You watched him became speechless and brought inside the car. The paramedics also had took your sister to the hospital for investigation. Heeseung brought you inside Jay's house to show where they found your sister's body.

"We came here to get his statement but then the dog smelled something at his backyard and begging us to dig it. There was where we found your sister."

You followed him into the house and keep walking into the basement. There, you found the room creepy. There were many pictures if your sister and few pictures of you. Some of the pictures has been crossed out on certain person in the picture. You also saw of your sister clothes. You wanted to throw up. This can't be real. There is no way that all of this is real.

"The forensic still investigating but what my team can conclude that Jay abducted your sister and killed her in here."

"I-I I can't believe this."

"I know. We were shocked too. The forensic found his DNA on your sister's nails and that made us really confirm that he is the culprit. She must tried to escape from Jay that time by scratching him."

You suddenly remember the conversation between you and Jay the other day about the scar on his arm. That made you disappointed more on him and furious.

Heeseung hugged you when he saw you wanted to cry. He let you cry on his chest for few minutes while caressing your hair gently.

"Thank you for helping me find my sister, Hee."

"Anything for you, Y/n."

Ah, he loves playing as a hero. Especially for you. Now, he finally get you and pushed everyone else from your life.

It's not that difficult to fabricate everything.

Especially when you are a police.

I hope this part do good, thank you so much to those who read my story. I really appreciate you guys. Taglist: @stacey-stonem @duolingofanaccount @huggyuvita @obsessed1with1straykids @rinbowaman

[sapphicseasapphire]

More of Cryptid Time please? I've always been a sucker for God Time and you do him so much justice, I'm obsessed /lh

Hmmmmm I don’t want to say too much. I have Time’s origin like 80% written and the art is done so I plan on posting it later today (of course, now that I’ve said that, I’ve jinxed myself and It won’t happen). But I can give a little more haha!

I don’t have a full playlist, but I’ve tried to find music that I think fits the Cryptid Au Links. I challenged myself to look beyond Zelda music! But I fell back into Zelda music anyway…

For Time, I have two pieces that I think could be his theme! They are: The Legend of Zelda 25th Anniversary Orchestra: Gerudo Valley (honestly one of my favorite pieces of all time) and Shenandoah by Frank Ticheli . They’re very different pieces haha, but Time’s a pretty complex guy I think.

Time is a great leader! He puts the others first and always seems to know what he’s doing (even if he’s actually clueless). Even back before the others knew he was a God, it was hard to deny his authority. He’s strong and steadfast, fully committed to whatever he decides is worth his attention.

That being said, he’s far from perfect. He may know a lot, but he doesn’t know everything, and that can lead to a lot of mistakes on his end. He just genuinely does his best… even if it’s not good enough. With dominion over the flow of time, he knows that there are some things that just can’t be helped. Lives will be lost. Friend will disappear. And even as a God, there’s nothing he can do to escape that.

… sometimes, he just feels so useless.

[natsuphoria]

hear me out: natsume sakasaki, angst or h/c. how would he deal with his feelings not being requited? how would it affect him?

you are so evil for requesting this >:( /lh

natsume + unrequited love

reader : gender neutral, no pronouns used type : headcanons warnings : ANGST NO COMFORT. unrequited love (you dont like natsume back) word count : 280

appearances are very important to natsume. he’s extremely aware of how he’s perceived, and he has a front on nearly all the time. he has an image to maintain both onstage and off – it’s only very rarely that anyone gets to see the boy underneath it all. 

he lets the facade slip with you, just a little. it’s an experiment to see how you’d react. would you accept him? would you think he’s… disappointing? he needs to know, if he’s going to place his heart in your hands. you’re so important to him after all. 

so when all’s said and done, and it’s clear that his feelings aren’t reciprocated, there’s a part of him that feels… betrayed. not by you, not by anyone else, but himself. 

he’s betrayed himself. he gets to feel both the guilt of the sinner and the anger of a boy who unfortunately fell in love – is that such a crime? – and it almost renders him paralysed. 

natsume’s emotional walls stretch to the clouds – he trusts his own judgement more than anything. he took a calculated gamble letting his walls down with you, but it turned out to be fruitless. useless.

yet he’ll try to act like he always does around you. shrug off every memory of a longing look or a fleeting touch he had given you. push away a daydream about holding your hand and feeling your warm cheek underneath the pads of his fingers. well, that’s just how things are, aren’t they? he can’t make you love him. 

so he tells himself that he can easily get over you. you were just a silly little crush, nothing more.

and yet he can’t help the pang in his heart when he sees your sweet smile.

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[destiny-in-the-universe]

A/N: Before I write up my prompt, I just want to say things have been so hectic and wild lately, and I’ve not been posting as often to this account! I’m always on my Ao3 for anyone who wants to be up to date with my fanfiction, so feel free to give me a follow!

This is currently the first prompt I’ve successfully completed since receiving my Bad Things Happen Bingo card, and I plan to write more, of course! (And if I happen to already apply for a second card, no I didn’t- /lh). The prompt is a little short this time around, BUT I do plan on writing longer as I release more completed ideas~

What the hell happened?

He could faintly remember having to deal with another ghost wreaking havoc on Amity Park. Though, there was a gap in his memories - something he was missing, but he couldn’t figure out what. A stifled groan left him, slowly becoming more aware of his own surroundings; heart beating frantically in his own chest.

Where was he?

He tried to lift his hands, in an attempt to create an ectoplasmic torch, only to find that he couldn’t move them.

Danny grunted, realizing with apparent displeasure they were bound behind his back - secured tightly against a pipe and no matter how hard he tried turning into Phantom, it wouldn’t budge. He couldn’t even phase through it, for Ancients’ sake!

Leaning his head back with a groan, he realized he wouldn’t be able to get out of this - not in the way he would’ve liked.

He also came to realize there was a cloth tied around his mouth, sparking his irritation even more than it already was. Teeth grit, Danny let out a muffled shout of alarm - straining his ears in the off chance someone would hear him, that against all odds he could get out unscathed. Time seemed to tick even slower than usual, and he scowled while trying to figure who was killing to kidnap him like this.

His first instinct went to Vlad before realizing even the billionaire had his limits.

Could it be one of the ghosts?

It ruled out ghosts like Johnny or Ember, as they hardly stooped to such levels but right as he attempted to assess the rest of the situation - he heard a faint, almost amused chuckle.

His ears strained at the noise and Danny tensed, the teenager - now sixteen - pulling against the ropes, but as usual, they refused to budge.

“It’s useless to struggle,” a voice he faintly recognized called out.

“Mnn,” Fenton groaned, attempting to speak. He sighed in frustration - wrists pulled tight together and feeling something almost… sticky coating the rope he was bound with. “Lm’go.”

“You wouldn’t stand a chance against us.”

Us? Who exactly was us?

Glaring at his apparent captor, he instinctively drew back but his movements were pretty limited. He couldn’t even fight back. It was embarrassing honestly, and the most he could do was a light show with his eyes - briefly flickering a bright green before trying to gauge who had managed to snatch him off the streets like this.

“Mmf,” he grumbled, eyes widening as the room was suddenly far more visible - caused by a dimly-lit ceiling light and catching glimpse of his kidnapper.

Wait- what.

Panic seized him like a vice as he recognized the owner, trying to make sense of what was happening. He hoped it would’ve been Skulker, or hell, even the Red Huntress but no, this was so, so much worse.

This was the mother-hecking Guys in White, oh he was so screwed!

What were they going to do to him?

How could this have happened? He had to get away, he needed to- his breathing picked up, eyes screwed shut in his own desperate attempt to not be seen as a threat.

“You’re going to answer our questions, boy,” the agent spoke, taking a step closer toward the tied-up ghost hero, “or we’ll find other ways of making you talk.”

Shit, he was so screwed.

How in the world was he meant to get out of this one?

[spectrophobias]

I wanna pick at your wonderful mind for a minute; have you got any headcanons regarding Kaitlyn (and your other Quarry muses if you'd like too! ) about the aftermath of Hackett's Quarry? Did Kaitlyn keep in touch with anyone, if so, who? How does she feel about that night?

OH YOU ARE SO LOVELY!!!!!! thank u so much for this omg

so to understand kaitlyn's feelings about that night i'll give you a little context about my hcs for her life in general!! her mom hasn't been in the picture for a while, so she mostly grew up with her dad, who she would describe as an absolute weirdo (affectionate). he's the one who taught her to shoot and general survival skills, he's sort of toeing the line towards being a prepper LMAO but definitely on the more sane side of things, more kooky than unhealthily obsessed if that makes sense ! so for her whole life he's been a big believer in being prepared to fend for yourself, self sufficiency, etc etc. she grew up in one of the bumfuck nowhere areas of upstate ny, lots of trees and animals, her dad bought some land and slapped a manufactured home on top of it type of deal. if you've ever driven around up here (or in any rural area tbh) u know exactly what i mean LMAO.

so needless to say, kaitlyn is SO PISSED to have him proven right!!! /lh. she loves him, their relationship is good, but god it sucks admitting your dad is right after years of telling him to Calm Down. she goes back to living with him while all of the legal aspects are ironed out, he's insanely proud of her for handling herself and defends her very vocally even before the potential charges are dropped. she doesn't really confide in him or anything but he's a strong support to lean on and it helps her to have a place to process and get her shit together.

she takes a gap year before she goes to college, maybe even two. she had been planning on taking one anyways just to work and tuck away a bit of money, she'd been working since she was old enough too but. u know. the cost of school is fucking insane. she kind of wants to go into fashion/costume design for media but she's a little terrified of failure actually. what if she wastes all that time and money and her degree ends up useless?? either way she has way bigger things than that to think about for the first couple years after the Incident.

she and jacob grew up in the same town, so they've always talked pretty regularly, or at least been in adjacent social groups. she keeps talking to him, she likes the familiarity of knowing someone for so long. a lot of her friendships are a little superficial, so she's not really used to still having childhood friends jgkdka so he's important to her. she talks to dylan too, which probably means she talks a little to ryan by extension, but mostly dylan. she definitely worries about him coping with the whole No Hand thing and doesn't want him to feel ditched so she makes it a point to keep in contact with him. she occasionally talks to abi and emma, but she's significantly less close to them, and she doesn't really talk to nick? i think she'd like laura a lot but they would have to actually talk and get to know each other first. ofc that's all dependant on them actually surviving the night gjskfj she is definitely worse off if anyone dies!!

as for how she feels about it all, it definitely takes her a bit of time to start feeling Mentally Stable again but she gets there!! at first she's just exhausted, overwhelmed, still can't really even make sense of what happened and everything they saw. she doesn't really have anyone to process it with outside of their little group of counselors, and she never wants to bother them. there's a decent amount of isolating herself and just trying to piece herself back together on her own. she's definitely proud of herself for surviving and for stepping up to try and protect her friends, she's glad to know that she would really react that way in a crisis, but she never wants to have to be strong in a moment like that again. she's definitely a bit less spontaneous and impulsive, more conscious of the situations she's putting herself in. once the legal stuff is worked out and she's able to get a full time job, the routine helps her a lot and she starts to slowly interact with people again. she's not entirely sure how to let new people in knowing that she can probably never talk about what she actually went through without being dubbed absolutely insane, so a lot of her friendships stay on that same superficial level as before, but the more time that passes between her and that event the easier it gets. i like to think she really does live her dream gjfkskd get involved in something theatrical, settle down with someone nice, just gets to actually relax finally!! god knows she deserves it😭😭

[cathymee]

not me reading chapter 7 (am so silly lol)

Guess Simoun still comes back, huh?

also Lucky Basilio for finding out Top secrets that the government still cannot find out lol.

Uhhh... Are they having a healthy debate? But yes, keep going, I love listening to Simoun mansplain and Manipulate out of our protagonist XD

But Sir Simoun, I just wanna be a doctor ;-; —Basilio, probably

Dear Simoun, what did they do to deserve that?

I dunno who Simoun dedicated this, but... HELP ME CUZ DANG TUMBLR EL NOLI FANDOM WILL MAKE ME THINK ABOUT ELIBARRA-

Sorry for the caps, but like. I need Basilio's last name XD

not me taking the time to answer this when i have classes in like 7 hours from now and i still have not slept— (blame rizal & his stupid stupid book (affectionate, revering))

chapter 7 my absolute beloved!! this banger of a chapter is still one of my most favorites even now – i have so many Thoughts™ over this chapter it's making me absolutely insaaaane like. these bitches be going back and forth making good points occasionally. and emphasis on occasionally bc,, god,,, their other arguments,,,,,, garbage. shut up. both of you.

1. Ibarra is a BUG that should be SQUASHED on sight. i will throw him on a garbage disposal. we all should. (i say, knowing full well i have a history of ranting to my friends about how sad i get over him)

2. hdghjvfjhd pls this is so funny to me like,, sim 🤝 that superman guy i forgot the name of. it's all in ze ✨glasses✨

3. goDDD simoun was such a boomer in it too like,,, you kids 🙄 chasing butterflies and being all innocent 🙄 when you should be planting b0mbs in celebrations like a REAL MAN 🙄🙄 smh smh. bro would be the equivalent of boomers in our time being like 'oh. OUR generation endured abuse from our parents and teachers and that's why we're disciplined and tough. you kids are WEAKLINGS, that's why you're all undisciplined and unprepared for life.' (<- me typing this up, horrified but laughing over the realization that simoun would unironically support ROTC & the other useless, nonsensical programs & plans of our government for our educational system rn SJGHDHBHDV)

4. yeah!! poor basi's just trying to study man 😞 can u imagine tho a debate between sim & isagani….glorious (also bc 'gani is like. the elias of el fili. both of these mfs threw hands with friars and other powerful figures.)

(isagani once he hears the first bullshit argument from simoun:

5. IK LIKE??? BRO CHILL LMFAOOOO that was such a batshit insane confession but what were we expecting from a tyrant and a fascist

6. oh..you know full well who the noble soul he's referring to… 👀 /lh jkjk but yeah he was referring to his dad in the first two sentences, and the noble soul is elias,,, whose spirit is probably there screaming at simoun's face throughout this whole monologue, throughout the whole chapter (and throughout the whole book tbh)

no apologies needed, you're always welcome to scream with me over all this (sorry for my late replies tho) ^^ and as for basi's last name…*grabs a shovel and heads over to luneta* /j

[visceraldose]

mostly useless noah ripley headcanons

always wearing some type of jewelry. rings and necklaces mostly. he has a string of his grandmother's pearls that he wears to formal events a lot.

fairly decent at singing, basic guitar and piano. did some musical theater gigs before middlebrook. (dillon's note: he's no LH is what i'm saying.)

hasn't had a long term relationship spanning more than a year since he was 20. has no plans to change that. still has flings. many of them. you've probably read about some.

decent at doing his own makeup, does some pretty nice eyeshadow looks. doesn't wear a lot of foundation because he hates how it feels on his skin but he'll do a light base for special occasions. usually has painted nails in his every day look.

adamantly against vaping. he believes that you should only smoke cigs, otherwise you're a pussy. that being said, if he were a vape flavour it would be blueberry ice.

[oleander-nin]

OLLIE NO PLEASE DON'T APOLOGIZE YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG SIMPLY BY GIVING ADVICE <3

Like I said, it's helpful anyways! And it's not like you didn't answer my questions lol. Also anyone else seeing this that isn't annoyed with my asks yet might benefit from it too!

"and I hate cluttering up everything. I wanna make it easy for y'all to scroll through and actually find what you want."

Ollie. Ollie my beloved. You are reinforcing my point ahsjsjdjhs

On one hand, I definitely get not wanting to clutter things because I'm the same way. I feel really bad not reblogging a lot of posts because I just don't want my followers to be inconvenienced or annoyed. But also. "I wanna make it easy for y'all to scroll through and actually find what you want." You make it sound like we're rolling our eyes when we see something you reblog :(

Also, you have a masterlist and tags we can sift through if people just want your writing! This isn't to tell you how to run your blog though. Of course it's your choice if you want to keep it orderly and neat, I'm just saying that please don't think we don't care about what you deem cool enough to reblog or talk about <3

"I did take a break! a like, five months kinda useless one that I regret because if I didn't take it, I could've been done by now."

OLLIE THIS IS WHAT I MEAN PLEASE BE KINDER TO YOURSELF :((

Don't say your break was useless because you weren't productive. Though typing this, I realize I have the same way of thinking lol. You need breaks, even if you don't think they did anything for you. Especially with the sheer amount you're putting on yourself. It's probably lingering in the back of your mind the whole time, which definitely doesn't help you relax.

Imagine a machine that needs maintenance. If you don't make time to schedule the maintenance, it'll break when you're not expecting it. That's the same for a human. If you don't schedule time for breaks, your body or brain will do it for you.

It's easy to get to a point where you simply can't do the thing anymore because you're just so tired. I've experienced that quite a few times in my life actually. Hobbies, school, work, anything tires me if I keep pushing through it and eventually I just. Kinda collapse? Mentally and physically I guess? I'm still recovering from a lot of it actually (and getting noticeably better!)

What I'm saying is that you're definitely too hard on yourself. And I know you're thinking you don't "deserve" to feel tired, but everyone is different and there's never any guilt in taking breaks, or even lightening your load at all. (Like I remember you saying something a while back about the new TWOAL chapters being 4000 words? Which would be amazing of course! But also that's a LOT)

Though of course I'm exactly the same and FREQUENTLY feel like I'm not being productive fast enough, or making things of decent quality, and everything has to be PERFECT and FAST and whatever blah blah blah. I'm getting off track.

BASICALLY:

1. You're not annoying or inconveniencing us by talking about unrelated things or reblogging stuff <3

2. Be kinder to yourself or I'll spam your inbox again /hj

3. You're definitely not alone.

4. I love you /p

5. WE love you /p

6. You should ALSO drink water/eat and sleep. This is a threat. /lh

- ☄️

nfjnavfdnjfd I was trying so hard to prove you wrong. but also, reblogging as much as I do would genuinely clutter everything. Because I hated not being able to reblog, I made a side blog for it a while back. it's barely a year old and has 38,605 posts. This blog as less than 1050(which I can shrink even more if I go organize and declutter). I don't want to reblog stuff here, mostly for my own sake. I kinda freak out when things aren't how I vision them(which is always why I hate my writing at first), and not having this blog basically exactly as I want it will just make me cranky. I like having things organized(in my own way). I know it's odd and kinda frustrating from an outside point of view(or at least so I've been told), but I have to have it this way otherwise everything will go wrong.

ANYWAYS, sorry for the little rant on how my brain works. I was about to go on another rant on how I'm fine w/ no breaks and proceeded to prove you completely right so uh, yeah I will keep that in mind. Thank you for the callout😅

Also I have already lightened my load! I used to have like, 78 asks, but got rid of the ones that broke my rules and such. and the twoal chapters have to be bigger cuz more plot is happening and it's kinda hard to justify splitting them up more.

glad to hear your exactly the same though, always nice to know it ain't just me lol. Love you too Comet(and everyone else)/plat, I'll try my best to watch how I say things more. Hope you have a great night/day/whatever and take care of yourself!

[this-is-krikkit]

LH x skating AU when? 🤭

anon, whoever you are, i'm a little bit in love with you right now. i was initially going to reply that i love yuuri and victor so much i haven't really thought about levihan while watching yoi, but....... as always, everything is levihan to my sick obsessed little mind, and that would have been a big fat lie.

i do genuinely love these new characters, so much more than i expected.

but since you insist... here we go for not just levihan skating AU, but actual, full on levi on ice headcanons:

first off, and you guessed it from that title, Hange = Victor. i know this is not the most popular hc in the snk fandom, but i'm convinced Hange's is at least as old, if not older than Levi is, and they perfectly fit the part of being a nearly retiring athlete whose sole purpose in life is to surprise their audience

so yeah, they've had a crush on Levi and his late-blooming but impressive ice skating abilities since they were up against each other in international competitions, and it did culminate at that banquet where he got black out drunk and openly flirted with them

but Levi's dog Hanjo (named after his idol, and of the same breed as their own dog Moblit (i mean that as a compliment, guys)) died during the season and the pressure was too much and Kenny is a useless fucking coach.... and so Levi fucked up his finale, and gets back home all defeated and unsure of his future

until his childhood friends Petra and Oluo's kids film and post him imitating Hange's years old dance on the local ice ring!!

can i add smth real quick btw? i just love the idea of Levi having a family, and him being Yuuri in this AU provides that. he deserves to be surrounded and supported by living loved ones (his sister Isabel, the childhood friends i mentioned before, and his alive and well mom Kuchel who's running the onsen), and i love that for him here

anyway back to the plot and come on, my guys. what's more Hange-like than spontaneously jumping on a plane and moving to another country/into a near stranger's family just because of a video that went viral and the memories of their crush on this very cute, very short, very intoxicated guy showing amazing dance moves (including pole dance!!! like what) and asking them to coach him bc he's such a fan??

you know the "fell first/fell hard(er)" ship meme? i go back and forth on it for levihan because there are so many ways to interpret their relationship in snk. but in this AU, i have no doubts: Hange fell first (no, i am not counting Levi's childhood crush on them here, bc that ain't love bitch) and planned the whole thing. and okay, it was chaotic planning and they had no clue what they were doing and mostly just jumped at the chance to train this rough diamond and maybe try and seduce him if he let them along the way.... but still, they're the one who went it and gave it a shot. Levi, on the other hand, thinks he just has a childhood crush, and he is absolutely the one who ends up falling hard, head over... skates (shut up, i'm hilarious), which he shows by having Yuuri-level Gay Panics anytime Hange's too close to him or by, yk, dedicating his heart WAIT NO THIS ISN'T SNK whole performance of the season to his new coach (but iT'S jUsT bC hE adMiRes tHem riGHt?? (wrong, Levi, you're so wrong. you idiot, ily so much aaaaah))

also, i dare anyone to tell me that flaunting their nakedness around complete strangers and then foregoing all societal bounderies by harrassing Levi so he'll let them into his secrets and life isn't the most Hange thing ever. yeah, you can't, because that is practically their canon relationship in snk, minus snk-Hange's aversion for baths and with an emphasis on just how clueless they are about wooing someone (and just bulldoze right into it so violently everyone mistakes their insane lovestruck behavior for Hange-usual eccentric behavior. what a romantic disaster they are, they desperately need help. i love them!!!!)

i was initially going to say that Zeke is Levi's biggest rival through all this, but something felt off, and you know what? Yurio is actually a dead ringer for the other insufferable jeager brother!! and so, lo and behold: Eren = Yurio! he's young, talented, ANGRY ALL THE TIME, wants to annihilate his competitors... really the only difference here, besides hair color (and the ability to turn into a giant monster, i mean), is that he becomes a decent human being and not a genocidial maniac in this AU. good for you, yoi-au-Eren, it's what you deserved.

i haven't decided yet if Zeke is more Christophe Giacometti or JJ Leroy material. i will have to think on it, anon, my apologies.

anyway, of course, in this AU (just as in my hc of snk, but don't tell anyone) Levi's a blushing virgin. and of course, Hange steals his first kiss after his stunning performance during China's tournament, as a way to surprise him back after he blew their brains out with his dancing (spoiler alert: it's Hange's first kiss too, even though everyone thinks they're a player who fucked their way through the competitions they've won before -nope. they're both ridiculous I LOVE THEM DEARLY)

oh but whatever you do, anon, don't think about yoi-Levihan using snk-Levi's final salute to snk-Hange as a way to support each other every time Levi gets on the ice (well, Hange used to do the simple salute on their own chest before hugging Levi, until the Russia tournament when he grabbed them by the tie, delivered That Iconic Yuuri Line and then transformed the salute into this much more intimate gesture for the first time). and especially don't think about these two fucking assholes choosing to put the hand that wears these ridiculously closeted romantic identical """""lucky charm""""" rings on each other's chest, right before Levi launches himself on the ice and towards breaking Hange's free skate world record. don't, okay? it's dangerous territory.

right. i'm going to stop here (and i've deleted a big chunk of other stuff actually), but i could go on and on and on...

the point is, anon

you win

there is now a "levi on ice ugggh fuck my life" titled document in my precious, already full fics folder

jesus.

[xxdemonicheartxx]

Wish Rising is kicking off again????? Hot dog!!!

Uhhhhh uhhh uhh wishlist??

Earrings!!!! Old new whatever I like dangly bits

The animal apparel, I’m always in need of little wearable friends

Overcoats of ANY sort

Bladed Flat Leaves because I’m short

Food. Good lord gluttony is a sin and all my dragons are going to hell \lh

Likes for my lizards

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