#when a bitch says no pulp THERE BETTER BE NO PULP !!!!

[melon-fodder]

SUCKER FOR YOU • T. Hiragi

Summary: A sweetly stupid misunderstanding.

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: slightly possessive behavior, established relationship, brief argument, mentions of violence, suggestive themes but no explicit smut, one mention of reader’s cleavage, Kaji’s cooties lol

Note: I just had a little idea and then yeah. Here 💚

“—so how about you keep your fucking mouth shut, and sit your ass down ‘cause you don’t know shit about m—”

You choke, icy words getting shoved back into your throat as sugar suddenly hits your tongue—“mmf!”

“Yeah, you better shut that bitch up,” the man in front of you smirks triumphantly, and you’re about to spit the candy out to shoot back another scathing response, but Kaji fists a hand in your jacket and tugs, muttering under his breath the whole time.

“Stupid fucking prick—no idea what he’s talkin’ about, needs his ass beat. Lucky I didn’t tell him to bite the fucking curb…” Everything he usually hides behind his signature suckers.

Except now said sucker is in your mouth—or was, until you took it out, leaving him free to grumble and swear as he pulls you away from the fucker who had cat-called you only to turn around and insult you when you ignored him.

“Please tell me this wasn’t just in your mouth,” you frown, eyeing the lollipop that is definitely not straight out of the wrapper.

“I think the word you’re looking for is thanks,” Kaji huffs, growling when you toss the candy in the nearest trash can. “Wasteful.”

“That was gross.”

“Wasteful and ungrateful.”

If you were feeling more dramatic, you would make a show of scraping your tongue off, but you’re still too mad about everything that shitty stranger was saying.

“I could’ve handled it,” you mumble.

“Sure you could. I’m positive you could have overpowered that six-foot, two-fifty pound punk.”

“Exactly. He was just a punk.”

Kaji tsks, pulling out a fresh sucker and unwrapping it. “You know Hiragi would beat me to a pulp if I let you get hurt.”

True. But first he would have knocked every single one of that cat-calling asshole’s teeth in.

The thought makes you smile. Your boyfriend’s long legs, the way his boot would look making harsh contact with that fucker’s jaw. His furrowed eyebrows, angry, gravelly voice… God, he’s so hot.

“Fine,” you concede, “thanks for interfering, I guess.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Kaji grunts, lifting a hand to usher you up the stairs of your apartment where said hot boyfriend should now be waiting.

“I can find my way home from here,” you joke, taking the first few steps. “Don’t think you wanna be around for what’s about to happen.”

He only responds with a monotone, “gross,” and a wrinkled nose before turning and walking away.

About as friendly as a wet cat, that one, but you’re still quite fond of him.

“Baby?” you call once you’re inside, kicking off your shoes and dropping your keys on the catchall.

“In the kitchen,” Hiragi answers, smiling when you round the corner. “Hey, you.”

You grin, wrap your arms around his neck— “hey, yourself,” —before pressing your lips against his.

He hums, tossing the dish towel onto the counter next to some still-wet plates, in favor of pulling you a little closer. His tongue traces the seam of your lips, slipping past to taste you, but he quickly leans back with a look of confusion.

“What’s that taste?” He licks his lips a couple times as if to get a better sample, and you start to laugh only to realize he actually sounds a little upset when he asks, “is that one of Kaji’s suckers?”

“Yeah, funny story—”

“Were you kissing him? Was he kissing you?”

It comes out so quickly and so genuine that you’re completely taken aback. That’s the first place his mind goes to?!

“Excuse me?”

You take about five steps back, eyes ready to pop out of your damn head. “You taste something sweet and immediately think I’ve been makin’ out with your best friend? What the hell, Ragi?”

He scowls. Not at you, just in general, gaze focused somewhere over your head.

“I���” Putting his massive hands out in front of him as if to steady himself, Hiragi takes a deep breath then grits out, “I’m sorry. It’s been a weird couple of days. And, I haven’t been able to spend time with you.” His words are short. Clipped. Overly enunciated as if he’s practiced this.

Which you know he has. Hiragi can be a little hotheaded (and very loud), and when the two of you first started dating you had explicitly told him it was something you wouldn’t respond well to.

So he tries. He tries to catch himself before he starts shouting.

But sometimes he says the most out of pocket shit like this and you’re the one who wants to scream.

“Lemme get this straight.” You cock your hip out, hand resting on it, and you squint at your handsome, loving, stupid boyfriend. “You’re annoyed that we haven't been able to hang out. And to remedy that you’re… accusing me of cheating?”

Hiragi gulps, features softening into something less predator and more prey. You must be giving him that look—the one he both loves and hates.

“When you put it like that it sounds dumb.”

“Because it is dumb! Babe, I like Kaji n’ all, but I barely know the dude.”

“Then, how’d his taste end up in your mouth?” He questions, a matter-of-fact tone edging into his voice until you snort in amusement. “That sounded—I didn’t mean—”

“Should I be worried about you making out with Kaji?” you tease.

The heat of what could have been a massive argument has dissipated, which is usually how these things go between you.

“What? No!”

Are you irritated at the fact that your boyfriend just assumed you’d been having secret romps with his friend? Yes. Are you delighted at how sheepish he looks now that he’s come back to his senses? Absolutely.

“Are you sure? He is quite pretty,” you push one last time before stepping back over to Hiragi and wrapping your arms around him once again. “You’re an idiot sometimes.”

“I know,” he sighs. “I just. The thought was in my head, and then it just came out like fuckin’ bile.”

“Yeah, unfortunately your pills only cover gas, bloating, and indigestion. Gotta find something else for word-vomit.”

“Yeah, yeah, shuttup,” he mumbles into your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

You suck your teeth, wiggle out of his grip. “You’re not very good at apologizing.”

Hiragi tilts his head to the side, eyes drifting from your flushed face downward, his expression darkening just enough to notice.

“I could have been in real trouble today, ya know,” you tell him, slowly making your way out of the kitchen and toward the bedroom all while recalling the earlier events with just a touch of added sass. “Had some big, scary man shout all kinds of mean things at me, and then when I tried to stand up for myself your friend just shoved some candy in my mouth. Rude.”

You smile at the sound of his heavy footfall landing behind you, and you make yourself comfortable on the bed, spreading out then welcoming his weight on top of you.

“It was all very frightening,” you finish with a grin.

Hiragi mouths over your collarbones, kisses the bit of cleavage that your tank-top leaves exposed.

“Bet it was,” he hums, not believing you for a second as he starts scooting down your body. “M’sorry, baby.”

“If only there was a way to push these dreadful memories to the back of my head,” you sigh dramatically, throwing an arm over your face.

He chuckles, “you’re so full of shit,” before sinking his teeth into your thigh.

For the next half hour, Hiragi helps you forget and more than makes up for his previous unfounded accusation. How can you stay mad when he looks the way he does and can do that with his tongue? Impossible.

It’s a happy coincidence that the following day when you and Hiragi are out and about in town you happen upon the same man who had whistled at you, and you’re pleasantly surprised to find that he’s even more of a dumbass than you had already assumed.

“Got a new handler today, bitch?” He laughs like he just made the funniest joke to ever be heard, and you smile at the same time Hiragi’s spine goes rigid.

“What the fuck did you just say?”

Unfazed, you dig around in your purse until your hand closes around a familiar shape. Hiragi bows up to your little friend who looks a lot less confident now, and you just watch—unwrapping a pink lollipop and popping it between your lips just as your boyfriend breaks the poor bastard’s jaw with nothing but his fist.

Yummy.

[tatsumessy]

when you get hurt badly - {blade (honkai star rail)}

you and blade had been dating for a while now but you having a shy personality and blade having more of a cold personality you were always put off a bit. not in a bad way but in a way to where you don’t want to do anything that might jeopardize the relationship. you both hadn’t discussed anything as important comparing to the future cause you were both busy with work but ever now and then he would make it known to people that you were in a relationship.

whether you two were in the same vicinity he’d always stay at most five feet away from you or just hover behind you while you do whatever you were doing. other than that, that was the most stimulation the two of you had with each other. but then there were sometimes where so many people would ask you because you were more prone to be talked too if you and blade broke up and you would say no with a little hesitation. because you were confused as to why they were asking such a stupid question.

things like this made you reminisce on your relationship that you should’ve tried harder on. currently you and three other people were dispatched on a mission to a dangerous deserted town that housed dangerous thugs and vigilantes. this would’ve been a piece of cake if you weren’t stuck with trainees who had a smaller power level than you. they all got caught off gaye’s and got beaten to a pulp, you were yelling at the last girl to stand up while you fought some guy but she wasn’t moving.

fear struck and your assumption was that she was dead, that moment of hesitation and confusion got you punched in the face. the man then proceeded to step on your leg breaking it. screaming out in pain you pulled out your weapon and started swinging at the man. he didn’t take your half assed threat seriously as he pushed forward knocking you harder onto the ground, your head hit the concrete with such impact that before you passed out you could feel him stab you in your stomach then a familiar voice of your mentor.

when you woke up everything was foggy, you remembered everything but your head hurt like a bitch. “your awake.” your mentor spoke, you sat up ignoring the pain and reopening your wound up trying to figure if the girl was okay. “she is fine. lay back down so i can stitch you back up. you have a concussion, a busted lip, two broken ribs and a broken leg. and you’re worried about someone else. reckless.” you rolled your eye while biting on your fingernails, “this is my fault. i should’ve paid better attention…” you said staring and wincing at the needle piercing through your skin again.

“you did fine, apparently they knew you were coming and planned that attack. you did as best as you could y/n.” she said cutting the excess off then grabbed bandages to wrap around your waist. suddenly the room door swung open and it was the last person your were expecting. blade was rushing into the room frantically looking around for you. once his eyes locked with yours he walked over and pushed your mentor out the way then grabbed your face to look at you. “what the hell happened. first of all, why didn’t you tell me you were going out on a mission?”

“it was an easy one i could’ve done it in my sleep.” you responded darting your eyes away from him, he was awfully close and your face was starting to heat up. “yet here you are with a broken leg, busted lip, concussion and broken ribs y/n. like i said what the hell happened out there? who did this to you.” “i was protecting someone i was incharge of. rather me than her.” you said trying to push him away so you could get some breathing room but he stayed put.

“no, better her than you.” he placed his hands on his hips and glared down at you. “i’m okay, it wasn’t a big deal blade.” for a second you could see a slight red dark glow in his eyes, it quite frankly scared you. he turned towards your mentor, “can we have the room please.” she nodded her head yes then left the room quickly, even she could sense the tension between the two of you.

“do you have a death wish or something? you. could. have. died.” he said emphasizing each word, you felt like you were getting scolded by your parent but really it was just your overprotective boyfriend. “but i didn’t. i was doing my job protecting the trainees.” he sighed and rolled his eyes before sitting down right next to you on the already shaky bed. you looked at him in confusion, he put his arm around your shoulder and forced you to lean into him. “i wish you leaned on me more y/n. i know i haven’t done my best on trying to move our relationship forward but come on.”

you wanted to laugh at his facial expression to mask the pain that you were in because this was a momentous occasion. blade actually opening up to you which with the pain you were in already made you emotional. tears fell down your cheeks, you wrap your arms around his abdomen and cry into his chest. “it hurts so bad…and i felt so helpless” you whined out, he laughed softly at your crying happy that you weren’t hiding things from him anymore especially when you were in pain.

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Today: Cartoon Cat in...

{FRIGHT FEST!}

[1]

{Oh folks, are you watching?}

{Two poor children, in my domain!}

*FELIX THE CAT HEADASS*

*LOOK AT HIM*

{Are we playing a game? Just three rounds and the victor gets the spoils?}

*LOOK AT THIS MUTHAFUCCA*

*gotta love them high notes god damn*

[2]

{Let's play your game! You better hope i'm not the one winning!}

*booooo make better threats boooooo*

{Let's get this showbiz started, raise the curtains, cuz it's showtime everybody!}

*cartoon headass yeah no shit*

[3]

{Golly, better stretch! Oh wait i don't 'cause i can bend!}

*🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕*

{Y'know what else is there to bend? Your bones as i get to peel your flesh right off every nook and cranny!}

*boooooo shitty threat booooooooo tomato tomato what the fUCK HAPPENED TO THE TONE*

[4]

{KEEP THIS INTERESTING}

*WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK*

{I'VE BEEN STARVING}

*what the actual shIET HAPPENED HUH TONE SHIFT JUMPSCARE*

{CHILD}

[5]

{Oh i gotcha with the shift!}

*BITCH*

{Don't know what to expect from me!}

*>:((((((( yo what the hell is up with Bf's voice in this one track woah*

{This isn't any ol' show, this play is made by yours truly!}

[6]

I'm finna kick your ass!

{Ditched the filter!}

Beat yo ego to a pulp!

{Meanin' business!}

This isn't a kid's cartoon so quit the shit-eatin' smile!

[7]

{Now this is a scene!}

(Hey!)

Better walk off stage!

{I'm gonna rip you to shreds and feast on your flesh!}

(Hey!)

Boutta crush that ego and push it under the rug!

[8]

{Just like ol' Trevor!}

(Hey!)

*OHO*

{Oh the late creator!}

*OHOHO*

{Who met his maker!}

(Hey!)

*why do i neglect the good shit like this*

{I'll be seein' you on the other side!}

[9]

{Oh folks, are you watching?}

{Two poor children, in my domain!}

*GOTTA LOVE THAT THING THERE*

{You know the old saying: my house my own rules!}

*WHEN THE BEGINNING OF THE SONG IS REPEATED WAY LATER TOWARDS THE END I LOVE THAT OH MY GODDDDDD*

{We got to the good part, it's a real show to behold now, i'm overjoyed!}

*YEAAAAAAAAAAA*

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey! Hey!

[10]

{What a show, i'm overjoyed!}

That's all folks!

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Alpha & Pebble my beautifully fucked up boys ! Here’s them fighting because they don’t know how to communicate. Angst, but with some tiny bit of comfort ? Maybe ? I’m not sure it really is comfort but well.

Alpha’s not sure what the Sibling of Sin said, he only caught the tail end of a mean laugh, but it must’ve been about Delta ; it’s the only thing that could get that reaction out of Pebble. Snarl peeling his lips so far back it looks borderline painful, eyes blazing, tail whipping the air, claws extended.

The earth ghoul is about to pounce on the stupid, stupid human, rip them to shreds and risk being sent back to the pit for the offense it represents. Alpha acts on instinct alone.

The fire ghoul barely manages to catch the back of Pebble’s uniform just as the earth ghoul leaps toward the Sibling. Pebble didn’t see Alpha coming, too blinded by rage, and is caught by surprise ; in a second, and despite his vigorous thrashing, Alpha has the earth ghoul in a chokehold, his arm digging into Pebble’s neck in an effort to keep him from committing first degree murder.

The Sibling blanches at the display, finally realizing their stupidity, the amount of danger they’ve subjected themselves to by sheer malice, and scurries away while they still can. 

Alpha curses as he drags Pebble away, sharp kicks surely bruising his legs, claws raking along his arm in an attempt to make him let go. No chance. Alpha only tightens his hold, cutting Pebble’s airways even more off until the earth ghoul’s knees buckle under him and he let himself be thrown into the common room.

Alpha only grants him a few seconds to take deep, gasping breaths before taking two fistful of the front of Pebble’s uniform, hauling him up against the wall ; with the earth ghoul being a good head shorter than Alpha, and pretty light in comparison,  it’s easy for the fire ghoul to pin Pebble there, his feet barely grazing the ground.

« Are you stupid ?! » Alpha growls inches from Pebble’s face.

« Let go you fucking-»

« No, » Alpha grunts, baring his own fangs, « I asked you a question. Are you fucking stupid ?! That what you earth ghouls do, smoke your brains away ?! You know what happens to dumb sons of bitches who harm members of the Church ?! Do you want to be sent back, away from you greenhouse, your home, your pack ?! »

Pebble blinks, momentarily stunned by the reason behind Alpha’s anger, before his face contorts once again and venom creeps back in the pale green of his eyes.

« So you’d let that piece of shit say whatever they want ? Insult Delta whenever they like ? »

So Alpha was right, it was indeed about Delta. The fire ghoul doesn’t get to say what he wants, Pebble is on a roll.

« Yes, of course you would. Pack only matters when it suits you, yeah ? When it’s convenient. But the second protecting it might cause troubles, you back off like the coward you are. Is there any of us you’d take actual risks for ? Is there anyone outside of Omega, oh so precious Omega, you would sacrifice things for ? »

Alpha sees red, Pebble’s word cutting deep, hitting a nerve dead on. How dare he. How dare Pebble question everything Alpha did for the pack ? The fire ghoul doesn’t know if he wants to rip the earth ghoul’s tongue out or curl into himself to sob. 

Pebble opens his mouth to go on, and Alpha is absolutely sure he cannot take a drop more of the earth ghoul’s venom, that infamous venom of his that slithers into your veins, wraps around your heart, squeezes until it bursts.

Alpha throws Pebble to the ground, sits on his chest, raises a fist - aiming for his face, maybe his nose, anything that would make the earth ghoul shut up, shut up, shut up.

That’s when Alpha catches the glimmer of hope in Pebble’s eyes, realization dawning on him with the effect of a cold shower. Pebble itches for a fight. Wants to get hit, beaten up to a pulp, and who better to rile up for that than Alpha, short-tempered, sparring enthusiast Alpha ?

As always, Pebble is seeking what he cannot ask for, and seeking it from Alpha. 

The fire ghoul stills, fist still raised. Pebble waits, tense as a bowstring, eyeing it almost voraciously. But there, under the anger and inexplicable need to be hurt, something fragile, vulnerable hides. 

Whatever the Sibling said, Pebble took it to heart.

Alpha’s eyes slip closed, a shuddering sigh escaping him as he brings his hand down slowly, grabbing Pebble’s jaw firmly, but with unusual gentleness. The earth ghoul stiffens.

« You know damn well I take care of my pack. And, whether you like it or not, you are pack too. So the next time you want to be used as a fucking punching bag, you join me on the mat instead of running your fucking mouth and goading me into damn near killing you. »

Despite the simmering fury in Alpha’s voice, his hand doesn’t tightens, simply stays there, holding.

Pebble’s eyes flash with both desperation and rage.

« Don’t pretend to care- »

Alpha growls again, tail slapping against the floor harshly enough to sting.

« Stop telling me how I feel, Pebble. My feelings are mine, you don’t get to twist them into what’s more convenient for you. »

All the fight seems to rush out of the earth ghoul’s body at that. Pebble’s muscles all let go at once, his face growing weary, almost melancholic. He avoids Alpha’s eyes, nods curtly.

« Got it. »

Alpha can’t help the way his eyebrows skyrocket toward his hairline at that, but doesn’t comment. It’s as close an apology as he’ll get from Pebble.

The earth ghoul is staring at Alpha’s arm, jaw clenching hard. There’s a few rivulets of blood trickling from the claw marks Pebble left on it in his efforts to free himself.

For a moment, they stay frozen like this, something akin to « what now ? » floating in the heavy silence between them.

A door slamming in the distance snaps them out of it. Alpha let go of Pebble, stands up to let the earth ghoul do the same. Pebble runs a hand through his short, messy hair, strands spiking in every directions. 

Sighing heavily, Alpha adjusts his shirt, glad that he wasn’t wearing his own uniform, or else he’d have a lot of explaining to do as to why his sleeve would be in tatters. Again.

From the corner of his eyes, the fire ghoul spies Pebble awkwardly straightening his collar, somehow seeming reluctant to leave. Alpha watches him, and yet, he’s caught completely off guard when the earth ghoul grabs his injured arm, careful to avoid the cuts, eyes glaring daggers at the consequences of his own anger.

The strangeness of the situation keeps Alpha frozen, eyes glued to Pebble’s face. The near permanent crease between the earth ghoul’s eyebrows, the scar cutting through the bridge of his nose, the smattering of freckles across his cheekbones, the scruff eating away at his cheeks, everything is thrown into sharp focus by their sudden stillness.

When the earth ghoul looks up at Alpha, the fire ghoul wonders what he sees. Yellow eyes Pebble’s dying to gouge out ? Already crooked nose the earth ghoul longs to break into an even more unsavory form ? Deep claw marks on his cheek he’d like to extend ? But the look in Pebble’s eyes doesn’t hold any murderous intent. It’s conflicted, confused, the abrupt change in their usual dynamic rendering him just as silent as Alpha. 

For once, they are both out of words. A miracle, really.

Then, Pebble let go so suddenly you’d think Alpha lost control of his fire and inflicted him a third degree burn.

« You should get those checked out, » the earth ghoul mumbles, resolutely staring at his feet.

Alpha blinks, lost for a moment, before remembering his injuries.

« Those are just scratches. »

Pebble scoffs, but doesn’t add anything, fleeing the room without once meeting Alpha’s eyes again.

The fire ghoul heaves a sigh, scrubs his hand over his face. He feels weird, Pebble’s expression when he took stock of the damages he’d done lingering in his mind. 

Alpha hopes Mist will let him share a smoke with her tonight, Satan knows he could use her blunt honesty to understand whatever the fuck just happened.

But first, he has a Sibling to scare the living daylight out of to ensure they won’t breath a word of Pebble’s near slip up.

[kisskiss-slashslash]

You dont understand how many times I check ur blog for updates

Your wonderful in every possible way<3 I hope ur taking care of yourself<33

I’d also like to request slashers reacting to a dangerous victim approaching their s/o house and like hurting them badly and threatening the slashers to leave them alone or they’ll kill their s/o but in the end they underestimate their s/o and their s/o just knocks them out and keeps punching em

You don’t have to do this and I hope your doing great<333

I very much want to do this, even if it took a bit longer than I meant it to lmao

A dangerous victim threatening the slashers' S/O

Jason Voorhees

He curses himself when the victim loops their warm around your neck and presses you to their chest.

"Not a single step further or your friend here will suffer the consequences!"

You scoff. Does this spoiled little city brat actually think they got anything on you? An elbow to the gut quickly makes them release their hold on you, and you whirl around and add a punch to the face. And then another one. And another one.

The victim hardly has any time to fight back, and finally topples over, their face so messed up they are barely recognizable.

Jason hurries to your side to check on you. You blankly look at your blood-stained hands.

"I think I cut my knuckle on one of their teeth."

Vincent Sinclair

One of the victims got their hands on a crossbow from that one weapon shop in Ambrose. And you find yourself with the arrow pointed at you.

The victim glares at Vincent. "I'm warning you. One more step and you can use *them* for your wax sculpture instead of me."

Unfortunately for them, that little declaration distracted them, and they find themself disarmed ein being beaten to a bloody pulp with the very crossbow they had just used to threaten you with.

Once you sufficiently vented your anger on them, you finish them off with an arrow right between the eyes.

"Why do they always have to make it so hard on us", you sigh as you casually toss the weapon aside. Then you give Vincent an apologetic look. "Hope you won't have to do too much of remodeling to use them as a base, darling."

Freddy Krueger

It is admittedly especially stupid of this victim to they that they have *anything* on you. Freddy could just zap you to safety with a snap of his fingers, but this situation turns out to be rather entertaining.

"Back off, Krueger, I have your little toy!", the victim says, desperately holding onto you.

Freddy chuckles. "Think again, bitch. *They* have *you*."

And before they can even question what he said, you grab their arm, throw them to the ground and start going absolutely to town on them, while Freddy gives a running commentary.

"Oh, that looks like it hurts." "At least that bitch doesn't have to pay to get their nose fixed now."

"Do they still have teeth? They do? Well better get to fixing that."

He is absolutely enjoying this. Maybe even a bit too much.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba almost accidentally hits you with his chainsaw when the escaping victim suddenly decides to use you as a human shield.

"Yeah, that's right, you monster. Wouldn't want anything to happen to your little friend here, right?"

Bubba looks at you, nervously licking his lips. You give him a comforting smile and nod before stomping on your assailant's foot with all your might and then whirling around and knocking them out cold.

"How!" Punch. "Dare!" Punch. "You!" Punch. "Scare!" Punch. "My!" Punch. "Bubsy!" Punch. Punch. Punch.

By the time you're done, the victim has been dead for a good minute or so. Bubba finally pulls you away from their remains and hugs you tightly, happy that you are unhurt.

[i-starcreamed]

Hey hi how are you I wanna ask for a headcannon if you’re not busy how about transformers animated starscream x cybertronian s/o who loves him a lot and get insanily angry when someone insult him or mocked him

i made the reader a con as well bc it makes more sense and I think tfa starscream was soo silly

TFA Starscream x Cybertronian!Reader

your relationship very much consists of him being like "Tell me something I don't know...no really keep telling me how great I am" whenever you give him a compliment

although Starscream isn't the best at expressing his feeling or the most affectionate, he appreciates all the affection you give him in his own different ways.

He says it's a privilege for you to be holding him the way you do, for you to kiss him, and for you to be the only bot he'd share the throne with. On especially softer days, he expresses this in a much more romantic way I promise

he often rants about that actually, about how you and he will rule over the Decepticons and will be the perfect power-couple, much better than Megathot. He does this dramatically as he puts one arm around your shoulders and the other gestures out into the distance towards whatever vision he is imagining (he is confessing his love for you)

He loves how fierce you are whenever you defend him from other bots

Someone insults him? You're not letting that happen, you're taking your weapons out and will NOT hesitate to kill a bitch

"Yeah, that's my conjunx everyone." Is something he would think/say as you're beating a particularly pesky bot to a pulp in the distance

He actually enjoys having someone to protect him and defend him though, but it's not like he'll ever admit that to you...

After YEARS of being humiliated and insulted by superiors and bots-alike, its a relief to have someone like you

he does not hold you back btw, bro wants to see the person that mocked him pay for it

Knowing that you're willing to do this for him, whenever you happen to get insulted or something he will NOT hold back either. They will feel the wrath of Starscream

[callaficcs]

⇢ protective taiga kagami ⇠

↳ ♡ — fluff || ｛ plot: family dinner with your family and boyfriend, taiga kagami, takes a turn when your cousin starts making snide comments ｝

↳ warnings: tw! offensive comments.

you were having dinner with your family, and your boyfriend, taiga. your brother, father and mother sat conversing with taiga when you reached for the bowl of potato salad, however this action was watched by your cousin - haizaki. he was a bit of a pain in the ass. he made snide comments about taiga, and complained and bitched about random things too.

haizaki's head rose and his signature smirk began to dance on his face, "oh, [y/n]. don't eat too much. taiga wouldn't want to be with a fatty," he commented. you lifted you head slightly, eyes and face void from any emotion, and set your utensils down, but said nothing. beside you, taiga's face went red with anger. gently, you placed a hand on his arm and shook your head slightly which made your aunty, haizaki's mother snort, and his sister scoff and roll her eyes.

throughout the dinner, you'd have to continue to listen to haizaki and his sister make remarks about what you wore, your makeup, your diet, your achievements; the works. still you said nothing and took snide comment after snide comment. yes, what they said hurt, but you'll be damned if anyone thought you'd let your cousins get the better of you. however, it was only until around the same time dessert came out that haizaki and his sister upped their insults.

"you don't need dessert, do you, [y/n]? you're already fat," haizaki's sister commented and thats when it hit a nerve. you weren't fat. in fact you were the fittest, right after taiga. you were a swimmer on the seirin high school team and you did boxing with taiga, and plates on alternating days. so if anything, you put them to shame in that regard. you got up from your seat, grabbed your coat from the coat room and left the house to sit in taiga's hellcat redeye.

as you settled into the car, you sighed, your mind kept replaying what you've been hearing the whole night. as time slowed, and your breathing relaxed, you dozed off, snuggled into one of taiga's real fluffy hoodies he'd brought with him just in case he felt cold. a tapping on the passenger side window startled you, making you jump from your sleep and your head snapped toward the window.

taiga had his knuckle raised from tapping on the window, and he peered at you through the glass. he signaled for you to open the window and you press on the window switch. taiga tilted his head and looked at you, "You not coming back up to finish eating?" he asked, his voice laced with slight worry. you shook your head and smiled half-heartedly. taiga nodded then tilted his head down to press a kiss on your jaw, "alright. give me 2 minutes. I'll go get your bag," he said and walked back into the house, only to imerge minutes later.

as he got closer to the car, you noticed blood on the corner of his lips, and the knuckles on his right hand was grazed. he got into the car, turned, put your bag in the backseat and revved the engine since you'd started it when it went into the house. you stayed silent for a few minutes after we'd pulled out of my parents driveway. "taiga? what happened?" you asked softly. "huh? oh nothing. why do you ask?" he responded, voice his usual gruffiness. "you've blood on your face and your knuckles look like they hurt," you added. he flexed his hand and placed it on my thigh, "I beat that cousin of yours to a pulp. I had to wait for you to leave before I did it though," he answered, "the stuff he was saying made my blood boil. I hope you didn't believe anything your cousins were saying. I love you just the way you are," he said softly as he breaked at a traffic light. you smiled and thread your fingers together, "I know. I love you too."

[cherrytoru]

MWUAH! or everyone deserves a kiss

warnings: you already know my soft draken agenda is back bitches, mentions of blood & fights,, it’s tokrev soo, mikey ice cream thief (derogatory), takemichi in desperate need of validation, angst in takemichi’s im sorry, chifuyu in a cat maid outfit (he lost a bet), use of the nickname kitty but reader says it

“you’re hurt.”

“i’m fine.”

“no,” grabbing his face lightly, you pull him to eye level “what happened i thought you and mikey were just going to hang out at his place?”

draken flushed not ready to give up the details of the night. “i’m fine, it was just a little scuffle.”

“you’re covered in blood, ken.” tracing your thumb over the scrape under his eye, he shutters. “let me clean you up.” it takes less force than you thought it would to drag him to the bathroom.

jumping up on the counter, you make quick work of the dried blood and dirt matted onto his face. eventually you hit a spot that hurt a little too much and tears prick his eyes. “oh, i’m sorry kenny. i didn’t mean to hurt you.” your hand falters in its movement.

“it’s okay, i promise.”

“here.” you place a delicate kiss onto the swollen skin and draken finds himself melting under it, “better?”

“much. thank you, love.”

“hey that’s my ice cream!” a semi guilty look crosses mikey’s face as he forces the spoon into his already full mouth, “no fair mikey!”

after swallowing he speaks up, “sorry!” with a giggle he takes another spoonful.

“hmph, that’s not nice manjiro.”

he catches himself stalling for a few seconds, “no! don’t call me that! you’re supposed to call me mikey, you only call me manjiro when you’re angry!” instead of replying you turn your head away and let out a small huff. “you’re mean.”

you look back at mikey, a small pout is on his face. next to his mouth are remains of the stolen ice cream and an idea pops into your head. leaning over the table, you place a kiss to the corner of his lips. he freezes but is quick you recalibrate, “you had ice cream on your face.”

“i’ll just have to steal your ice cream more then.”

he was being beaten to a pulp but still takemichi wouldn’t give up. he just kept getting back up, only to be pushed down again.

“takemichi please stop.” all you could do was watch as he attempted to defend you against the older boys.

“no, i can’t.” he wiped the blood from his nose. his hair was flat against his forehead from the sweat. “need to prove i can protect you.”

the other delinquents laughed at him, kicking him in the chest again. before long they got bored and left. and in the silence of the ally way, sobs filled the air.

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry i couldn’t protect you better.” a quivering takamichi looked up at you from the ground. tears and blood ran together downwards, staining his white shirt and the concrete below.

kneeling down you take his face in your hands, “you’ve don’t enough, i’m proud of you.” sealing the words with a kiss to his head, takemichi breaks down once again. eventually he’ll be fine but for now he just wants to keep you close.

he should have won. he’s pretty sure kazutora rigged it. but here chifuyu is, standing outside his pet shop wearing a maid outfit and cat ears.

stifled laughter comes from his left as he attempts to shield is face. “fuyu? what are you wearing that for?”

looking over he’s met with the faces of you, hinata, and emma. a blush covers his cheeks— he doesn’t think this could get more embarrassing. “lost a bet with kazutora.” he sulks, gesturing lightly to the ears on his head.

“well that’s not exactly how i thought this would go but whatever.” he looks down to the package in your hands, “i brought lunch, i was hoping we could eat together but if you’re busy it’s okay.”

he quickly starts to open the door before ushering you inside and towards the back, leaving the other girls to wander around the store. he throws the ears off his head as he delicately takes the neatly wrapped box from your hands. “thank you for bringing lunch.”

“of course.” the two of you start to enjoy the home cooked meal in silence. eventually you finish and chifuyu no longer has an excuse to avoid his punishment. he solemnly puts the ears back on his head before walking you to the door.

“if it makes you feel better, you look pretty cute.”he blushes again when a quick kiss is placed on his lips. “i’ll see you at home, kitty.”

[lya-dustin]

Delirium

de·​lir·​i·​um:an acute mental disturbance characterized by confused thinking and disrupted attention usually accompanied by disordered speech and hallucinations.

Or a small au for All is Bliss where Aemma misscarries and in her delirium beats the shit out of Alicent.

Inspired by that scene in Magnificent Century where a delirious Hürrem beats the shit out of Hatiçe who cursed her.

Tw: violence, misscarriage, madness and implied murdere

Aemma had known her misery would only go from bad to worse.

The Stranger is not done taking from her and the first week as Aegon’s Queen and Prisoner ends with blood just as it began.

She had felt the pains, seen the blood as the dawn began after another sleepless night.

Aemond holds her despite the bloody sheets, comforting her and himself for the death of their baby.

And yet, Aemma doesn’t grieve for it like he and the rest of the keep do.

She is burning on hatred, on rage, on grief for her mother, her grandmother and everyone who has died because of the war she never wanted.

She hates her. She hates Alicent now more than ever.

Alicent who no longer has the precious heir she wanted, Alicent who killed her mother and her baby sister, Alicent who ruined her life in the name of duty.

They give her milk of the poppy for the pain, for the sleepless nights and yet she roams the halls like a ghost because she cannot rest until Alicent and Aegon are dead.

The young queen sees her at the end of the hall, a green thing shrouded by a black web. A black spider web only she sees since they day they brought her back here in chains. Webs that emanate from Alys who sits in them like a green spider.

She’s told no one about those webs lest they think she has gone mad, but it all makes sense now.

Alicent had used Alys to kill her mother and take the throne.

“You should rest.” The auburn haired woman says with concern. As if she truly cared about her well-being.

Aemma only scoffed at her words. “I will rest when you are dead, your grace.”

“Aemma, you are grieving, you are in pain, you do not mean that.” The bitch of the Hightower continues speaking in a calm tone, almost motherly, as if she did not spend her entire adult life making others miserable.

Even worse, she comes and tries to touch her.

Aemma has always recoiled from her touch ever since she was child, there was always something about Alicent that made her feel sick to her stomach even then.

Now she knows why.

This time in her revulsion at feeling her clammy pale hands on her, the young queen reacts with violence.

She slaps the hand away and when her goodmother tries again, she hits harder and then the slaps turn to punches and before she knows it, Aemma is straddling her as she beats her to bloody pulp.

She is screaming, obscenities and cursing her the seventh hell for murdering her mother.

No one stops her, no one comes. Not Criston who’s too busy elsewhere, not her maids who fear her, not Alys who knows she will hang or burn or be split apart by carts because she won’t stop until she’s dead as well.

It is cathartic, primal and something she’s never been allowed to do. No wonder men are always in better moods after a spar or a melee or a hunt.

Sometimes what you need is violence. Sometimes what you need is to kill those who wronged you.

Aemma leaves the hall in the same daze she walked in with and wakes up with no recollection as to why her fists are raw and bloody.

She only knows it's been the first time in a week that she’s managed to sleep in peace.

[ethngeo]

wanna go skateboard?

summary: scaramouche had a bad day. good thing he has some cool friends who will surely make his day better, right??  feat. scara, kazuha, albedo, and tighnari.

tw: modern au, drugs, albedo eating spiders, curse words.

words: 888

Things weren't supposed to be like this for him today, Scaramouche thought. 

Not only did he get into an argument with his sister, which caused those stupid angry tears to start falling from his eyes, making his mother give him that disgusting look of concern, but his skate park was way too crowded as well. He stood outside and watched as people walked all over his territory. An overly familiar glare set on his face. It seemed he hasn't spent all of his daily dose of rage just yet. If only he could beat all those people to a pulp and watch them scramble away in fear, he'd be a fulfilled man. 

He bit his lower lip and clenched his dark red skateboard so hard it felt as if it was going to break at any time, and it would if it wasn't for a gentle hand suddenly placed on his shoulder. He didn't even have to look at who it was when white locks appeared in his peripheral vision.

''You look like you're seconds away from murdering someone, scara.''

''Maybe i am'' he replied sarcastically, the glare never leaving his face. He wondered if he'd get wrinkles at old age for doing it so much. Nah, probably not. He's too pretty for that.

''What, don't tell me the great scaramouche is afraid of a few people'' kazuha teased. ''Me? Afraid?? As if! The more people, the more gaping mouths being amazed at my rad skills''

 

''Sure, sure. Show them your 'rad skills' then, instead of just glaring at them.'' kazuha said, moving on from the bluenette to the skate park. He wasn't nervous, he told himself, he wasn't! He let out a sigh and took a deep breath. Putting on his best mask of confidence and superiority, and he finally took off to the park as well.

All eyes were on him the second he set foot on the ground. They knew who he was. They were gonna scram even without the use of force, he thought as he looked around for his friend. He soon saw kazuha waving at him, sitting with Albedo, the nerd from the science department, and Tighnari, the best student in the biology department. Both were considered geniuses by all students, as well as the teachers, even if their 'ideas' could only be perceived as...quirky. Albedo, when asked about his goals for the future always responded with 'I wish to discover the truth of this world' and he always said it with such seriousness that people didn't bat an eye at it. Tighnari, when asked a similar question, would respond with 'My duty is to research and preserve the ecosystem'. however, only a few people knew their other, less serious side. for example, that albedo liked eating spiders, and tighnari would literally chomp on every mushroom that was in his vicinity.

As scaramouche approached the three, he could already smell the aroma of dope in the air.

''You're on it already? On second thought, of course you are''

Tighnari turned, smiling with red eyes ''Want some?''

''Shhh, listen... You can hear what the wind is saying'' kazuha cut in. Scaramouche could only roll his eyes and take the joint extended his way. Albedo looked at him with a frown, already stoned too and suddenly pointed at him ''I'll tell your mom, i'll tell that bitch exactly what's going on.''

''Shut the fuck up, our moms know each other you idiot, she’ll tell yours right after and then we’re both screwed.''

''You are grown-ass adults, why you are scared of your mothers is beyond me.'' Tighnari judged, as he always does. ''Oh, you don't know their moms. They're scary. i went to Albedo once for a project, and the cold gaze she sent my way still haunts my dreams at night.'' kazuha shivered at the memory ''But at least klee is nice.'' 

Albedo perked up at that. ''Klee?? Where's Klee??'' He started hiding everything he had in panic, afraid of his little sister seeing anything inappropriate, fiddling with the zippers of his bag as if he had forbidden knowledge in there. ''See, you broke the poor guy, apologise.'' Tighnari punched kazuhas shoulder, hard. So hard the Kaedehara toppled over Albedo, making him fall face first on the ground and fall down the ramp they were sitting at. In the last second, he caught scaramouche’s sleeve,

"Wha-OOF"

And even though he looked harmless, the fucker was strong, as he unconsciously pulled Scaramouche down with him. They plummeted 20 feet down before turling over one another and finally stopping. They continued to lay there for a few seconds longer. Albedo wasn't even moving. At this point, Scara started to think he got knocked out. The blunette turned his head towards the other two, who were laughing their asses off on top of the ramp like two high school girls finding out their friend embarrassed themselves in front of their crush. He glared at them so hard he was sure he’ll get wrinkles soon.

''im going to fucking kill you both. That is not a threat. That is a promise.''

At the end of the day, none of them actually did any skating.

a/n: hiii. i wrote this in like 20 minutes, so sorry if there are any mistakes. hope you enjoyed!

[poppyseedoncaffeine]

More incorrect quotes cuz art blocks a bitch

Lunar: We have to plan, we have to figure something out. Monty: Lunar, when have any of our plans ever actually worked? We plan, we get there, all hell breaks loose.

Moon: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess? Foxy: Your life? Moon: I- well yes, but-

Lunar: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under.

Monty: Unpopular opinion, not all dogs are good boys. Foxy: Blocked. Monty: Sometimes, they’re good girls! Foxy: UNBLOCKED!

Sun, wiping tears from their eyes: If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, it’s meant to be… Moon: I’m literally just going to the store.

Sun: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Earth. Sun: Sun: Don’t tell them I said that.

Sun: Why do you keep a diary?! Monty: To keep secrets from Computer.

Lunar: Why aren't there friend pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like- Lunar, to Earth: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual. Monty, to Foxy: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire. Moon: There are two types of people.

Moon: We can't eat. Why are you making pancakes? Sun: For the cats. Moon: Why are you making pancakes for the cats? Sun: They don't know how.

Monty: Y'know, I once knew a man who said to me: “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” He also had a pair of sideburns that would cause even Jude Law’s face to weep in forfeit. You put those lemons in a sack and beat your enemies with ‘em! And maybe if you beat ‘em hard enough the bag will split open and lemon juice will spray into their eyes, causing intense burning pains as you crush them into a citrus-y pulp! Foxy: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Their heads or the lemons? Monty: Whatever caves first!

Sun: How the hell are you still alive? Bloody & Harvest: Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are.

Moon: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

Bloody: Thank you for not saying "I told you so." Harvest: When you’re as right as I am, you don’t have to say it. *Both look at the fiery inferno before them as Sun angrily emerges from the flames holding a Barrel and a dead Eclipse*

KC: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to Bloody & Harvest.

The only proper way to lie to Lunar:

Lunar: Can I have some? Monty, mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it. *Proceeds to buy a huge ass cheesecake for Lunar*

Monty: Watcha doin? Sun: Stealing my neighbor's cat. Monty: Scandalous. Monty: Can I help?

Sun: It’s Pride Month, you know what that means! Lunar: I get to eat as many Skittles as I want? Sun: What? No! What has Monty been telling you? Monty, walking in, pouring Skittles into their mouth: Taste the rainbow, bitch.

KC: I'm having a baby. Rays: Oh, congradu- Bloody & Harvest wanting a better version of Eclipse, slamming adoption papers onto the table: It's you, sign here.

Demon: Hey, I took your soul last month and- Monty: No returns. Demon: sobbing But it's making me sad…

Monty: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Lunar: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.

Lunar: Can I go to the pool? Monty: Sure, we’ll go as soon as I’m free. Lunar: No, can I go by myself? Monty: You don’t want to go with me? Lunar: You just go around challenging random people to cannonball contests. Monty: It’s the only way to establish dominance.

Eclipse: I’m not so sure you’re stakeout material. Rays: I’m a chronic insomniac, I was born for this.

Rays: Moon won’t come out of their room! Lunar: Just tell them I said something. Rays: Like what? Lunar: Anything factually incorrect. Rays, shrugging: If you say so. Moon, arriving moments later: Did you just say the Pluto is a Star?

Monty: slams books down in front of KC Monty: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It’s gonna be a long night. Moon: You could of said literally anything else. Monty: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble. Moon: I’m going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won’t win. I realize this now.

Eclipse: Be careful, I thrive on negative attention.

Moon: I've connected the two dots. Rays: You didn't connect shit. Moon: I've connected them.

Lunar: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Eclipse: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it. Monty: Three of us saw it, Eclipse. How do you explain that? Eclipse: points at Sun Sleep deprivation. points at Monty Paranoia. points at Moon Delusional personality disorder.

Moon: We need a plan to beat Eclipse. Rays: Okay, listen up. First, we fill their shoes with wet cat food. Moon: Rays: Judge me all you want, I get results.

Lunar: Tell them to eat shit, Rays. Rays: Tell them yourself. Lunar: Eat shit, asshole. Fall of your horse. *Rays nodding behind Lunar*

Eclipse: What are you talking about Monty? You love it here! Monty: I'm not sure I do, I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome.

[jaycewrites-192000]

Tough Little Devil

Summery: When faced against some old foes, Y/n thought she had it in the bag, until they decided to play dirty...(Ig you can call this a sequel to You're Grounded?)

Paring(s): Platonic!Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata x Platonic!Little Sister!Reader x Platonic!Souya "Angry" Kawata

Warning(s): Reader gets beaten up, harsh language, mentions of blood, violence, slight angst with a happy end

You stare at your phone with a scowl as you read the text your older brother Smiley sent you. He said that he and Angry would both had some business they had to deal with involving Toman and some other gang who was getting too comfortable around their turf. So they would be a little late coming to pick you up.

With a sigh you put away your phone and gather your things and placed them in your bag. On the way out of your class you spotted a few of your friends, after catching up with them they offered to walk you to the school gates. You gladly accepted, and you were on your way, chatting as you went.

"So they didn't show today? I was wondering why I didn't see them around. Usually they're always on time." One of your friends spoke, referring to your brothers. "Right? No one was cowering in fear or screaming, so I figured something was off." The other laughed. There was truth to that, any time your brothers would come to pick you up, people who had common sense didn't get in their way or interfere. Unless they wanted to end up beaten and made an example out of.

This only counted for the guys, otherwise Smiley and Angry would just scare the girls off. He wouldn't always mean to, but his demeanor spoke louder than his intensions.

"Yeah. Those two couldn't behave themselves if their lives depended on it. Well...Souya has some self control, unlike Nahoya."

"Aaaand Nahoya is the blue hair one right?"

You laugh and shake your head. "No, that's Souya."

"I swear, you think the different hair colors would help you tell them apart."

You rolls your eyes. "You sound just like Chifuyu."

The conversation lasted until the three of you made it to the gates, where your friends waved you goodbye before leaving. And once again, you were left alone. You sigh and set your bag down, lightening the weight of it from your shoulder. "They better not land themselves in the hospital after this." You mutter as you lean against the gate.

An hour had passed since you were waiting, eventually you got bored and decided to walk home yourself. Normally you would have done this anyway, but your brothers were insistent that you wait for them. 'It's too dangers to go alone', they would say. But it only took about twenty minutes to go from the school back home on foot, so it couldn't be that bad right?

And so here you were, walking alone taking in the nice evening sunset. "I guess I should have called them so they didn't think I just disappeared." You say as you grab your phone. You called Angry first, but he didn't answer. The same thing happened when you tried calling Smiley. "Ugh. Really guys?"

You decided to just send them a quick text before continuing on your way.

Just as you were half way there, you heard someone yell out something from behind. You stop in your tracks as you recognized the voice. Turning, you were faced with the same two jerks who had insulted your brothers, the same jerks you beat to a pulp for doing so not two weeks ago. Narrowing your eyes, you place your hand on your hip. "What do you bozos want? Didn't get enough last time?"

"Tsk! I'd watch what I said bitch, before you get hurt!" One of them yelled, making you smirk. "Before I get hurt? Did I whoop your asses so hard that you forgot?" You begin to continue walking. "You two ain't shit."

"Heh, oh we ain't?" The other chuckled. "Then what about if we had a little backup?"

You furrow your brows as five more guys showed up, each one laughing and grinning, thinking that you were going to be an easy target. "This the girl that beat you? Bullshit! She don't look like much!" One of the new guys challenged.

"Woooow." You said, unamused. "You really need this many people to take on one girl? Man, you guys are nothing but a bunch of little bitches. I pity you."

One of the guys who was talking before smirked. "We'll see who needs pity...Kill the bitch!"

And just like that it was on...

Smiley scrolled through his texts as he read the message his sister had sent him. "Bad news little bro." Angry glances at his brother, who looked just as angry as he did, despite his grin. "Our sister's an idiot."

As the fight, well if you can even call it a fair fight, went on, you became more and more worn down. But not before you managed to take down a few guys. However, there were still plenty standing.

"I'm surprise little missy here can actually throw a punch!"

"Maybe she really is related to those devil twins!'

"Yeah, but she's no where near as strong as they are! Just look at her! Already about to keel over!"

You didn't have much room to argue, you were exhausted. Blood dripped down your chin and nose, your eye throbs in pain from being punched, and your arms and legs were about to give out. With a pant your raised your fists back up. "Come on." You challenged.

One of the men threw a punch that you just barely dodged, he made up for it by kicking you in the gut. "Ack!" More blood left your mouth before you fell to the ground. You gasped, desperately trying to get some air back in your lungs. "See what'd I tell ya?" The same guy who hit you turned to the remaining ones. He towered over you, placing his foot over your chest harshly, causing you to groan in pain.

"You may be related to those devil twins, but you ain't no where near their level. You're just another weak and helpless girl." You tightly shut your eyes, trying to keep in the frustrated tears that threatened to fall. "So, where's your big brothers now huh?"

The sound of a motor caught the attention of the group of men, they all turned their heads to see a motorbike pull up, driven by someone they're gonna wish they never met.

"T-There he is hehe..." You weakly laugh.

Smiley had gotten off his motorbike and approached the scene. Though, something was very off about Smiley. Your eyes widened and your breath involuntarily left your lungs as you noticed...

That Smiley...was not smiling.

"You know, it takes a lot to really piss me off." Smiley began, his voice absent of his usual easy going charm. "Sure, I get mad every now and then...but when it comes down to my family getting hurt..." Smiley's eyes opened ever so slightly to glare at the man who still had his foot on your chest. You were not his target but still, you couldn't help but feel uneasy by his expression.

"I get absolutely fucking livid."

Before anyone knew what happened, the guy standing on you was knocked to the ground, unmoving. Smiley turned to the other few remaining men. "Who's next?'

By the time it was all over, Smiley was the only one left standing. The beating he had received, were all marks of the fight he had along with Toman just before showing up. Other than that, these clowns didn't leave a single scratch on him.

He was exhausted though, but he ignored it for now. Stepping over a few unconscious bodies to get to his sister. "Hey...you good?" He asked, his smile still not returned to his face. You avoid his gaze, looking down with a slight nod. "Can you stand?"

You brought yourself to a stand, and immediately felt your legs begin to give out. Smiley caught you before you fell. Before you knew it, Smiley had you on his back, walking away from the aftermath of the fight. The walk home was a quiet one, that is until Smiley finally broke the heavy silence.

"So...wanna explain?"

Not really, is what you wanted to say. But that wouldn't get you anywhere with Smiley. "I didn't want to..." You muttered. "I was going to walk away but...then more of them showed up and..." You trailed off. "I would have gotten beaten up either way. I'm not strong like you or Souya."

Smiley was silent. He couldn't help but feel for his little sister. "All because we didn't show up on time. This wouldn't have happened if we did." He said, tilting his head up slightly. "It wont happen again sis. I promise."

You nod and relaxed a little. "Where is Souya?" You asked. "I told to hang back since he was hurting from the fight. We should be lucky he wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to stop him from turning into the ogre." You shutter at the thought, you only ever saw your brother turn into said ogre once, and hopefully that won't change.

"You were pretty scary too Nahoya...I never saw you frown like that." It had been forever since you've seen your brother's eyes. So long that you forgot the color of them. "What do you expect? I see some punk ass beating up on my sister and you think I'm not going to get mad? But I am sorry you had to see that."

"You really lived up to your devil nickname, only without the smiling." You joked, laughing weakly. Smiley finally cracked a tiny grin. "Yeah? Well, I think you just earned a new nickname after today."

"I did? What?" You ask curiously. "Little devil!" Smiley declared. "Huh? What do you think? The Devil Twins and their tough devilish sister." Smiley continued. "You fought like hell back there, I'm proud of you. But also, never get hurt like that again, or I really will end up killing someone."

You giggle and relax against your brother. "Yeah, I'll try my best."

Bonus:

"What the hell happened to her!?" Angry yelled as he saw the state of his little sister. You smile awkwardly. "I uh...got into another fight. Against my will! Also! They fought dirty so it's not my fault!"

"Smiley!?" Angry looked to his brother for further context. "This tough little devil just can't stop picking fights." Smiley chuckled.

"I said it wasn't my fault this time!"

"She's a lot like us huh?" Smiley smirked. "Tsk, maybe more like you." Angry muttered. "What was that?" Smiley's smile twitched. Angry ignored him. "Come on sis, let's get you patched up."

[stranded-labyrinth]

Angsttttt

Just read a fic where will found Hannibal in Florence and was jealous AF about Antony diamond. But they worked it out and shit.

Let me raise you, Will ‘already horrible self worth/esteem issues’ Graham, leaving the second he sees Hannibal flirting with a guy who looks just like him, minus the myriad of ugly scars. And homie has a badddd self destructive habit already. So he heads to the closest bar with the intention to get black out drunk and find someone to take his mind off Hannibal. But then ends up running out of the bar because he’s gotten into a fist fight and beaten the guy to a pulp. (Projecting much will?)

But know he’s thinking, why not just kill that bitch, Hannibal was with? And not with his fists with a gun, the man doesn’t deserve any form of intimacy.

So as one does he finds the guys address and sneaks in, only to find Hannibal THERE. And in a fit of absolute hatred shoots Antony dead in the head. No guilt, Before turning on Hannibal. Who’s looks like he’s about to have a heart attack, before noticing it’s Will. And he smiles and gos to talk before Will interrupts him.

“It doesn’t matter what I do, does it? I’ll never be enough for you, you have your fun with me then throw me out, when I’ve grown boring”

before taking the gun off Hannibal. And ATTEMPTING to shoot himself, but Hannibal smacks the gun off course. So he ends up shooting himself in the arm (like where chiyoh shot him) and passes out from blood loss.

Then the rest of the fic would be Hannibal trying to fix the damage he’s done

i'll be so honest, there's been about 50 different flavors of this happening in my mind at any given time

Hannibal being an absolute shit with how he's gone about he and Will's relationship can spring so many different versions of this, to the point where i've desperately wanted to write something with it but i've struggled with knowing exactly how to go about it, because there's just so many ways to do it that i can't settle for one

personally, i don't tend to go the route of Will trying to kill himself if only because he's relatively used to stewing in depression, but teetering on the edge is not to say that something couldn't push him over the edge. the way i always imagine it is him, as usual, resigning himself to this life. he's drained of the joy of it, left with bitterness and resentment and aching, and yet this time around he also just feels so painfully empty. there's a hollow void that isn't going to be filled, Hannibal's made that abundantly clear through his lack of action, so why bother hoping? once again, just another person Will isn't good enough for. he exists to understand Hannibal and that's it, nothing further. no other meaning.

and, of course, Hannibal doesn't enjoy his Will without his passion, so he'd know something's amiss pretty quickly. but he's not going to ask so directly, he's going to poke and prod and guide, but Will's too tired and convinced his little world with Hannibal will never get better than what it is and he's too tired and he wants to go home but doesn't even know where home is anymore, because apparently it's not with him.

Will's feeling like a discarded toy, tossed aside when it became old hat only to be picked up when the owner gets curious.

he's not engaging in their little philosophical back and forths. he's not killing. he comes to bed, if only to lay curled up on his side, facing away from Hannibal, laying still until his grief for something he never had becomes a physical thing in the room and Hannibal has to reach out to him just to be able to breathe again.

of course, Will would break eventually, but until then he's just going day to day, mind on the bleak past and even bleaker future until it makes for a bleak present, and Hannibal's watching the life leave his eyes while being completely ignorant to it being his fault.

sometimes i think he'd stay and everything would break down that way, sometimes i think he'd leave (or try to) and Hannibal would go looking for him, because after all this time, Hannibal refuses to be without him. not again.

but like i said, all the intricacies of it could be so different that it's difficult to actually jot down.

[billdecker]

I’ve spent nine months perfecting my 40th birthday party playlist and I think I have it. It’s split up into kinda eras/musical obsessions of my life and songs that mean a lot to me/remind me of people no longer in my life, so here we are...

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

I Predict a Riot - Kaiser Chiefs

Apply Some Pressure - Maximo Park

Banquet - Bloc Party

Michael - Franz Ferdinand

Mirror Kissers - The Cribs

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand

Somebody Told Me - The Killers

Fell In Love With a Girl - The White Stripes

One Step Beyond - Madness

The Sound of the Suburbs - The Members

Jilted John - Jilted John

Anarchy in the UK - Sex Pistols

Teenage Kicks - The Undertones

Ever Fallen in Love - Buzzcocks

Going Underground - The Jam

Rock the Casbah - The Clash

Once in a Lifetime - Talking Heads

It Doesn’t Have to Be This Way - The Blow Monkeys

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears

The Look of Love - ABC

Wishing I Was Lucky - Wet Wet Wet

Breakout - Swing Out Sister

Yes Sir, I Can Boogie - Baccara

Dancing Queen - ABBA

Best of My Love - The Emotions

Got To Be Real - Cherly Lynn

Never Too Much - Luther Vandross

Boogie Wonderland - Earth, Wind & Fire

You To Me Are Everything - The Real Thing

The Snake - Al Wilson

Move On Up - Curtis Mayfield

Land of 1000 Dances - Wilson Pickett

Do I Love You - Frank Wilson

Get Ready - The Temptations

Reach Out, I’ll Be There - Four Tops

My Girl - The Temptations

I Can’t Help Myself - Four Tops

This Old Heart of Mine - The Isley Brothers

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough - Diana Ross

I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston

Respectable - Mel & Kim

London Nights - London Boys

When Will I Be Famous? - Bros

Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley

You’ll Never Step Me From Loving You - Sonia

Too Many Broken Hearts - Jason Donovan

Love in the First Degree - Bananarama

Venus - Bananarama

One For Sorrow - Steps

All That She Wants - Ace of Base

Love to Hate You - Erasure

Love Shack - The B-52′s

Sweat (A La La La La Song) - Inner Circle

Baby I Love Your Way - Big Mountain

Shine - Aswad

Would I Lie To You? - Charlie & Eddie

Return of the Mack - Mark Morrison

Save Our Love - Eternal

Stay - Eternal

Naked - Louise

Maybe - Emma Bunton

Mi Chico Latino - Geri Halliwell

I Turn To You - Melanie C

Out of Your Mind - True Steppers, Dane Bowers, Victoria Beckham

I Want You Back - Mel B, Missy Elliott

Re-Rewind - Artful Dodger, Craig David

Scandalous - Mis-Teeq

Flowers - Sweet Female Attitude

I Know Where It’s At - All Saints

Never Ever - All Saints

Stay - Lisa Loeb

I Quit - Hepburn

Drop Dead Gorgeous - Republica

Trouble - Shampoo

Bitch - Meredith Brooks

You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

Celebrity Skin - Hole

Weak - Skunk Anansie

Don’t Speak - No Doubt

Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys

Crazy For You - Let Loose

Love Me For a Reason - Boyzone

Keep On Movin - Five

Be the First to Believe - A1

Love Here I Come - Bad Boys Inc

I’m a Man, Not a Boy - North & South

House of Love - East 17

Let’s Get Ready to Rhumble - PJ & Duncan

If I Give You My Number - PJ & Duncan

I Should Be So Lucky - Kylie Minogue

Never Too Late

Step Back in Time

Better the Devil You Know

Spinning Around

Can’t Get Blue Monday Out of My Head - Kylie, New Order

Girls & Boys - Blur

Connection - Elastica

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

Creep - Radiohead

Song 2 - Blur

Your Woman - White Town

Bitter Sweet Symphony - The Verve

Change - Lightning Seeds

Trash - Suede

A Girl Like You - Edwyn Collins

Disco 2000 - Pulp

Common People - Pulp

Country House - Blur

Mulder and Scully - Catatonia

World in Motion - New Order

Three Lions - Baddiel, Skinner & The Lightning Seeds

Wannabe - Spice Girls

Say You’ll Be There

Who Do You Think You Are?

Spice Up You Life

Stop

Old Before I Die - Robbie Williams

Rock DJ

Millennium

No Regrets

Angels

Babe - Take That

Once You’ve Tasted Love

It Only Takes a Minute

I Found Heaven

Could It Be Magic

Everything Changes

Pray

Relight My Fire

Two Can Play That Game - Bobby Brown

I Luv U Baby - The Original

Don’t Give Me Your Life - Alex Party

Never Let Her Slip Away - Undercover

When I’m Good and Ready - Sybil

Ride on Time - Black Box

The Rhythm of the Night - Corona

No Limit - 2 Unlimited

Get A Way - Maxx

The Key The Secret - Urban Cookie Collective

U Sure Do - Strike

I Breathe Again - Adam Rickitt

Spaceman - Babylon Zoo

Red Alert - Basement Jaxx

Feel It - The Tamperer, Maya

Freed From Desire - Gala

Mr Vain - Culture beat

What Is Love? - Haddaway

Gypsy Woman - Crystal Waters

Finally - CeCe Peniston

Free - Ultra Nate

Dreamer - Livin Joy

Let Me Be Your Fantasy - Baby D

I’m Alive - Stretch n Vern

Set You Free - N-Trance

disco tits - Tove Lo

Coconuts - Kim Petras

Outside - George Michael

It’s a Sin - Pet Shop Boys

Relax - Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Gimme Gimme Gimme - ABBA

Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler

Let’s Dance - David Bowie

Temptation - Heaven 17

Gold - Spandau Ballet

Karma Chameleon - Culture Club

Club Tropicana - Wham

I’m Still Standing - Elton John

Uptown Girl - Billy Joel

Young at Heart - The Bluebells

Come On Eileen - Dexys Midnight Runners

I Could Be So Good For You - Dennis Waterman

Amarillo - Tony Christie

Delilah - Tom Jones

The Best - Tina Turner

All Around the World - Lisa Stansfield

The Time of My Life - Billy Medley, Jennifer Warnes

Especially For You - Kylie, Jason

Perfect Moment - Martine McCutcheon

Chains - Tina Arena

A Design For Life - Manic Street Preachers

Yes - McAlmont & Butler

I Do This All The Time - Self Esteem

Zombie - The Cranberries

This Charming Man - The Smiths

Paranoid Android - Radiohead

The Wonder of You - Elvis Presley

Don’t Look Back in Anger - Oasis

Baby I Love You - The Ramones

[deeptrashwitch]

Never Again sounds angsty as hell

Ahhh, it is :"D

It about my boys, especifically about Alicia and her past. And it have a part during the present, where she remember that time when her new team is on danger.

"The pain meant nothing, the burns and the cuts and the toture were less than important now. She didn't care if she was bleeding out there, tied to that chair, and couldn't care less. No where she had to see that, how her people paid for her stubborness.

One by one were drag there, they were asked the very same questions she heard before, and all of them just answered with "hell and back, son of a bitch". Then the screams started, theirs and hers, pain and sorrow. Alicia prayed as she never did before, praying to a deity who might have forgotten about all of them, praying for help.

For a second she considered give up and tell everything, save her soldiers. But even if she did that, she knew...it doesn't matter, they would never let them go. And it killed her inside, to see how her people, her soldiers and her friends became unable to go back home. Reyes would have to give their flags, bury them...the 267 was on the verge of extintion.

Then one of the operators looked at her, and started to cry. She wasn't in a better shape that them, her face was covered in wounds, part of her skin was burnt beyond recognition and beaten to pulp. When she tried to say anything, to calm him, to try and assure that she'll be alright...a scream of pain appeared as she saw that boy, the newest addition, fall on the ground with a shot through his head.

And days later, when no one except her remained alive, she had news. He was there, the bastard who they had to hunt, the culprit of everything. The rage invaded her, a hot, deadly river of hate and fury. And once she heard he was near.

She snapped..."

Did it hurt to write this? Yes.

Would I do it again? Damn yes.

There's any character of mine who doesn't have a past like this? Umm, no...wait, yes!

[angstics]

In 2002, the official My Chemical Romance website had a frequently asked questions tab. This was written sometime before May 2002 (question 4). Below the cut is all 10 questions and answers. This is the archived website.

We get a lot of questions about certain things... so here are some answers.

What's the significance of the name of the band? Mikey came up with the name My Chemical Romance. It works on a lot of different levels for the band. At the root of it, the name refers to the works of Scottish author Irvine Welsh. A "chemical romance" is the genre he has created in works such as The Acid House, Filth, and of course Trainspotting. Mikey added the word "my" to it to add a personal dimension to the name. In essence, it means a romance with chemical substances.

So are you saying you guys do drugs? No. My Chemical Romance does not do drugs or condone the use of drugs. However, the band is not straightedge and likes to party like everyone else.

How long have you guys been a band? It seems like you guys came out of nowhere... As a fully functioning band, My Chemical Romance has been together since Jan of 2002, when Mikey was officially added to the roster as bass player. Matt and Gerard started the band in November 2001, with Matt playing drums and Gerard singing and playing guitar, but Gerard isn't that good on guitar and he wanted a guitarist so he could just sing, jump around, dance and do other things like "unleash the bats," "hump the sky," and "exorcise the demons." Ray then joined the band and they had a hard time finding a bass player until realizing they should just train Mikey, who ended up making them all look like bitches when he learned the set in a month. Other than that all of the members of the band have been making music together for years in various bands and have been a part of the scene in various ways. Until now, the music and the combination of musicians never fit perfectly and could best be chalked up as a learning experience. We've recently Frank Iero as another guitarist, and the band now finally feels complete.

You guys have a record coming out on Eyeball Records? How and When? Eyeball Records is a label we respect and love, and we're thrilled to get the offer to do our first record with them. They have a long history, have put out and worked with a lot of bands we love, and have given us 100% creative freedom to make this album however we wanted. They are as excited about the record as we are. We record the first week of May '02 and expect the record to have a summer release. The album entitled "I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love" will feature all of the songs from our set, including a final mix of "Vampires Will Never Hurt You". From then on we will tour and support the album for a long time while working on new songs.

What are your influences? Everything. We listen to lots of different music but if we had to list some bands and artists that have been a big influence on our sound we would have to say: Iron maiden (it doesn't get any better than these guys), At The Gates (except these guys), The Pixies, The Misfits (Danzig years) and Samhain, The Smiths, Morrissey, The Haunted, Pulp, Blur, Johann Sebastian Bach, Fernando Sor, Queen, Guns and Roses, Helloween, and the list goes on and on...

Are Mikey and Gerard brothers? Yes. Mikey and Gerard are loving brothers that enjoy rocking out together. But they consider Ray and Matt their brothers too, only Puerto Rican and French ones.

What kind of equipment do you use? Ray plays a Session guitar. A Session is a knock off of a Gibson Les Paul from around the early 80s. I asked a vintage guitar store owner some information about Session seeing as how Ray won't play anything else and he said, "It's a piece of shit. It was made in the Philippines in the '80s and Sam Ash used them to sucker people into buying a cheap guitar. Worst guitar ever. And the factory blew up". Ray also uses a 100 watt Marshall JCM 2000 head, a Laney Cabinet, and assorted stomp boxes. Mikey plays a Fender American Jazz bass with obnoxious silver sparkle finish. Matt uses Pearl drums, Zildjian cymbals (a lot), and an enormous Gibraltar drum cage. If you've ever seen us live then you understand how big this thing is. Gerard uses an SM58 Shure mic. The mic of choice for Bruce Dickinson.

I want a T-shirt! Any merch soon? We have some buttons and we're running out. We just invested in a button maker so we can have all sorts of self-indulgent crazy buttons you can wear for cheap. The band has finally decided on 2 designs that are being drawn up as we speak and they love them, so expect them soon.

What's all this nonsense about bats??? The band likes bats. Who doesn't? If you've seen the band live you might have heard Gerard mention something about turning into one or unleashing some sort of swarm of them. "Unleash the fucking bats" is something they say to each other seconds before starting the set to get themselves pumped up. This all started back in Jan '02 when the band finally came together and started playing together with an intensity none of them had ever known. That fateful night they rocked together so hard that a "rock portal" opened up and out flew a swarm of giant bats. No shit.

I heard you guys cover Morrissey... why? We cover a B-side called Jack The Ripper. Basically we wanted to cover it because we knew we could do a really rocking version of this song. It rocks as it is but we felt if we added a little "kick" to it and did like we do all of our others it would be something special. If you've ever seen us play this live we absolutely can't control ourselves while we're doing it, and its a good warm-up for "Vampires Will Never Hurt You."