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thehusbandoden · 8 months

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You Flinch During an Argument -Amajiki Tamaki

A/n: so sorry this took so long! I had a good thing going but my power went out and it got erased </3

I do think this one's better though. Technically this is the third legitimate try <33

Edit: I'm trying out a new format for my info.. is it better or worse O.o

General info:

Wc: 1,176 words | angst to fluff/comfort | Character/s: Tamaki Amajiki

Warnings!: loneliness, snapping, flinching, a little bit of crying. Please let me know if I miss any! <3

The night was cold as you sleepily flipped through your journal, not wanting to write but knowing you should. The entries from the last three months have been short and filled with a dull ache of lonliness. They lacked the usual length and warmth you poured into the pages, ranting on about how sweet your timid Tamaki is and how much you adore him and his ever lasting warmth.

The rambling would go on and on, but now you wrote a paragraph or two about how your life has been 'fine' and that Tamaki has been super busy- if you wrote at all.

There was one or two that held multiple paragraphs of your frustration and not knowing who to blame- knowing that it wasn't Tamaki's fault that there weren't enough heroes to protect the innocent of your large city.

Tamaki was doing his best to protect the defenseless, and you admired that- but the dull ache that sat in the pit of your stomache couldn't go ignored much longer.

Sighing, you closed your journal, standing up from your desk to head to the living room, deciding to talk to Tamaki tonight.

Four hours later Tamaki walked through the front door, tall form drained from exhaustion as he made his way inside, already stripping off his hero gear.

"Tama?" You call, poking your head out from the living room to sadly smile at your Tamaki.

"Oh. Hey y/n." Tamaki yawned, dropping both his cape and mask onto the floor as he dragged his feet towards your room, tossing his belt onto the kitchen table before moving onto taking off his gear further.

"Wait, Tamaki!" You call, stopping at the bottom of the stairs as Tamaki paused, looking back at you.

"Yes bunny?"

"Ummm.. can we talk?" You ask, smiling at the nickname Tamaki gave you the first week into your marriage- though he later admitted that he thought of it when you two were simply friends but was too shy up until that point-.

"Baby, I'm really tired.. is it important?"

"Yes.. it'll only take five to ten mintues."

"Okay baby, where do you want to talk?" Tamaki yawned.

"How about the living room? I can give you a shoulder massage while we talk if you like." You smile, causing Tamaki's eyes to shine as he smiled down at you.

"I'd like that."

After you were both situated you started by squirting some lotion on your hands before spreading it onto Tamaki's left shoulder, immediately noticing his many knots.

"Okay bunny, what did you want to talk about?"

"Oh.. so I know that you're working really hard and are really tired.. and I also know that we haven't had us time in a while.. so I was wondering if you could take a day or two off? Not much, just a day or two would be fine."

Tamaki was silent as you bit your lip in anticipation, hoping you didn't upset him somehow.

"Y/n.. are you serious?"

"Y-yes?"

"Do you know how many people might be dying right now? I can't just laze about spending time with you because you're feeling lonely. Why don't you go hang out with some friends?"

"T-that's not the same.."

"How so?"

"I want to spend time with you Tamaki. You know, my husband?" You scoff, starting to get annoyed.

"And I want to spend time saving people y/n, why don't you stop being sensitve and start thinking about other people?"

"But I've been holding my feelings back for months! Please! I'm just asking for a day- even a few hours is fine!"

"Y/n. No. Now if you're done I'd like to get to bed."

Jerking his shoulder away from your touch, Tamaki started standing up.

"But wait Tama-"

"No. I'm disappointed in your selfishness y/n."

"Wai-"

"Stop."

"Pl-"

"I said stop!" Tamaki hissed, turning around to face you within a second.

At the sudden movement and change of tone you flinched back, tears gathering in your eyes as you stared up at Tamaki, eyes wide.

As Tamaki glared down at you he froze as you flinched, heart immediately breaking as he saw the tears in the corners of your eyes.

"Y-y-y/n I-"

"I-it's okay Tamaki.. you don't need to say anything. I get it. I-I'll just go to bed now."

"B-but y-y/n.." Tamaki whimpered, guilt consuming him as he watched you walk away.

"Y-y/n.. I'm sorry.."

You quickly got in bed after hurrying up the stairs, wiping at your eyes as you clung to your pillow, staying as far away from Tamaki's side as possible.

You awoke the next morning to the sun shining in your eyes.

Wincing, you turned around to feel for Tamaki, forgetting all about last night and the dreadful few months.

After feeling how cold Tamaki's side of the bed you sighed, memories coming to you in flashes as you stared at his side of the bed.

Wiping away the stray tears, you got out to get ready for a day worse than the one yesterday.

After getting dressed you made your way down stairs, deciding to get on top of your piling to-do list to help get your mind off of Tamaki.

Stepping into the kitchen, you stepped back at the sight of a lavish breakfast filled with all of your favorites spread across the newly cleaned kitchen table.

"T-Tamaki.." you whimper, looking at your beloved with tearful eyes as he guilty studied you with his indigo orbs.

"Y-y/n I-"

You interrupted Tamaki as you rushed into his arms, clutching the back of his shirt, desperate for comfort from the man you've grown to adore.

"Y/n I- I'm so so sorry." Tamaki mumbled, burying his face into your hair to mask the tears falling from his eyes.

"I forgive you Tamaki, I know you were just over worked and didn't mean to take it out on me."

"I promise you- I really didn't me an to, a-and I feel terrible about it."

"Shhh it's okay baby.. I already forgave you. We just need to reflect on what we did wrong tonight and make sure not to do it in the future. Next time, I'll wait until you're less exhausted, and you'll make sure to remind me that you're too tired, mkay?"

"O-okay.."

"Now baby.. why are you home? Don't you have work?"

"Nope, I took the next two weeks and a half off. I know that it won't make up for the months of loneliness, but I'll try to be better, I"ll take less shifts and make sure to only leave for emergencies when I'm off the clock.

"Alright, that's a good start."

"I may need today and possibly tomorrow to sleep.. but I cleaned the entire house -besides our room- and looked at your to- do list and did a few of the bigger things on there.. oh and I made us breakfast.."

"Tamaki. I love you. So, so much."

"I love you too bunny. I'm really rea-"

"Shh, I already said I forgive you. Now, let's eat!"

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judysxnd · 7 months

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Hiiii again

I was wondering could you please write one with pedro where the reader's ex is a singer and he makes an whole album about her and it's EVERYWHERE and pedro is kinda mad and jealous.

I wrote this surprisingly very easily. I thought I wouldn’t be inspired, but it went on naturally. I find it short but I like it that way.

I’m using this gif again because, mama, he’s just O.O, the angle, the shoulders, the wet hair, I mean, just him.

And I remind you again, I do not take requests anymore

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Being a celebrity isn’t easy. Having relationships is worse, especially when the relationship is made official and shown. That’s what you tried to avoid in your current relationship with Pedro. It’s going great for now, no one knows. Of course there are some rumors but nothing big, so you can finally breathe a little.

You both wanted to stay private, but you wanted it more than anything because of your past relationship. You made the mistake to show your relationship everywhere, so when it ended, everything took a turn. Your ex is a singer, you’re an actress, so both of you are famous. You posted pictures and stories of each other on Instagram, went to events together, wandered the streets at any hour possible together, you were not afraid to be seen.

The breakup was long and awful. He was the one who wanted to quit but you were the one receiving backlash more than anything. You had a hard time recovering but then you met Pedro. He helped you recover, as he was going in slow with you at the same time. From both your past experiences you decided to take it one day at a time but more especially stay private.

So you did. You had the greatest year together. You were evolving and it showed in your career. It’s crazy how you can see toxic relationships, how you could see your mind was closed while dating your ex, no big opportunities, friends growing apart and such. You noticed everything after a year of dating Pedro. It helped you find closure, finally recovering. Haha, that’s what you thought.

One glorious Saturday morning, you woke up to a million texts from everyone. Instagram notifications, your agent sending you links and such. You ex released his album. And much to your regret, it was about you. From love and sensual songs, to sad ones, all emotions were described in there. As if your past relationship wasn’t public enough, he explained and showed too many details that you wished never saw the light.

You were alone in bed when you woke up around 10am. Pedro was already up, and you could hear him making coffee. You decided to ignore the news, leaving your phone in the bedroom when you joined him. It could wait. Nothing would change, what is done is done, you can deal with it later.

When you arrived in the kitchen, Pedro was pouring himself a cup of coffee. He noticed you but didn’t say anything nor turned. You placed yourself behind him, holding him from behind.

“hey” you softly said

“Hey” he answered, but in a dry tone

“you okay?” You asked sensing tension

“hm hm” he said before taking a sip of his coffee. You pulled away, keeping your hands on his waist, forcing him to turned around. His eyes were showing anger.

“what’s wrong?” You asked him innocently. You hoped it wasn’t what you were thinking about. He stared at your eyes, searching if you knew why he was mad.

“nothing” he said walking away from you

“Talk to me” you said before turning around

“how about I sing to you” that’s when you clearly knew. It was about what you thought. You sighed.

“So you heard”

“Of course I heard, the entire world heard, and I’m pretty sure I’ll keep hearing about it for a while” he suggested as he knew the songs would blast on every radio and in every shop possible.

“It’s just songs”

“Have you heard them?” You shakes your head. “Let me give you a taste” he said, putting his cup on the counter, pulling his phone out. He searched for something. “She feels so good, so tight, eating me like food, we go all night, moaning, it’s echoing” he said reading the lyrics from one of the songs “and I don’t even want to keep going because it gets worse” he said more upset than before, almost throwing his phone on the counter

“It was before”

“I know, but it was real”

“Pedro” you didn’t really know what to say. The songs seemed pretty graphic.

“How do you think it makes me feel? While he sings about the sex you had together? To the entire world!”

“Do you want to know how it makes me feel?” You scoffed “having my entire life, the most intimate moments exposed just like that, just cause he can?” You were getting mad too. “Let’s not fight about that please, it’s not worth it”

“I don’t want to fight, I just don’t like it”

“I don’t like it either”

“No one else should know how you are in bed or-” he took a deep breath “I’m sorry, I just think it’s very inappropriate”

“I couldn’t agree more” you said slowly getting closer to him “but it’s the past, it’s just a memory for him”

“Yeah but now, every people that will see you will think about that. I don’t want them to think about you that way, and I don’t want him to think about you that way” he sighed “I just hate it” you were standing in front of him

“Yes but you’re the one actually doing what they think about” his gaze went on you

“Doesn’t make me feel better” you wrapped your arms around his waist “no one knows about us”

“I think this album is a proof that it is a good thing” he rested his hands on your shoulders

“I’m sorry, it’s way harder for you and I just snapped at you”

“It’s okay” you hugged him “I actually like that possessive side of you, makes me feel protected” you smiled against his chest

“At least one of us like that side”

“You haven’t seen mine” you joked. You pulled away from him, looking at him with a big smile. “Dame un beso” so he kissed you

“I love you”

“I love you too”

You were about to have a rough few months as every step you both took outside was a torture. Your ex’s songs were blasting everywhere, and it was very difficult for Pedro to be on the side, not being able to do anything about it. Especially when people were mad at you when you didn’t do anything wrong. Got to love being famous huh?

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eternalglitch · 28 days

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i heard there was a dino squead reboot? O.O may i have?

I mean, it doesn't exist anywhere public yet! (who knows if it ever will, I work on it as a fun little "what if")

^ By @zachdoesfanart

The working title is Dino Squad: Evolution! It's a little reboot I created with my friends that refocuses the show on found family themes and reimagines the show in a more Teen Titan-esque plot style. It's meant to be three seasons.

If you know the original Dino Squad, there are some differences like character identities and ethnicities and a couple different dino choices! (Fiona is now a Pachycephalosaurus and Moynihan is now a Anzu Wyliei).

^ a snippet I wrote about the opening of episode one.

^ All above character design sketches by @dovelydraws

^ Fiona character transformation test by @jinbugs

We have all of the general big arcs for all three seasons planned, with a bunch of individual imaginary episodes for season one.

There's some fun stuff like the struggle of choosing to put aside college plans and life to fight to save the world, queer self discovery, and... losing yourself to your dino form or joining the villain!

^ Comic of s1 finale plans by @jinbugs

But yeah! Dino Squad is a silly show that has always filled me with so much joy to watch, so I've been having a lot of fun over the years messing with my own version (with my lovely artist friends' help!).

#glitch answers #dino squad: evolution #not my art #my writing

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an-0nii · 3 months

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"So make the friendship bracelet, take the moment and taste it. You've got no reason to be afraid."

Prompt: You confess to your classmate, Geto Suguru, via bracelets. :D

Pairings: Geto Suguru x GN!Reader (College AU setting :))

Warnings: Just tooth-rotting fluff, bits of angst?? Reader is kind of jealous lol

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You and Geto Suguru are friends. At least that's what you try to pretend.

Everyday, it's just the same cycle. Wake up, shower, study, repeat.

What only makes it different was when you and Geto would hang out alone, leaving the other two of his friends.

Whenever he picked you up after your last class, the two of you would go to your secret spot, talking and just... bond.

Yet, you can't help but feel the blooming feeling that grows in your heart, the butterflies fluttering around your stomach. Everyday, it grew and grew uncontrollably.

But whenever you'd see him hang out with another guy or girl, you feel empty and quite... envious? No, it felt like shame and guilt swallowed you whole.

So, when the finals came around, you were determined to ace your exams, having to ignore the raven-haired man.

Thousands of pings, ring after ring, you'd deny him. Heck, you wouldn't even answer a single call nor respond to his texts, not even a single read or seen.

Of course, Geto was oblivious and just assumed that you were busy. But, of course, he couldn't help but ponder,

"Did I do something wrong...?"

None came to his mind. No reason. Yet, he was so adamant on what was the whole reason of the sudden ignorance, to the sudden change of direction of your friendship.

Meanwhile, in your room, you made matching bracelets for you and him. He had a black and white flower bracelet, while you had the white and black version of it. What was the difference? The charms. He was the moon, while you were a star.

You even wrote a tiny letter.

"You were the moon to my Earth. Everyday, you surround me and my head. Yet, I was only a star. So small, fragile, knowing that I could never have you. But, if this takes a turn, then... I'll gladly be the sun to your moon, as cringy as it sounds. :)"

As the finals were done, days after practicing the graduation, you built up the courage to face him.

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The day of the graduation came. You dressed up into your robe and cap, while Geto sat in front of you by a few rows.

God, he looked handsome. He looked ethereal.

And so, the anticipation, excitement, nervousness built up, stacking around.

And the moment the Principal had asked to flip the tassels of your cap, you two had graduated happily.

When it was time to go home, you went up to Geto, who looked relieved to see you approaching.

"Hey! You didn't answer to any of my texts nor calls... What's the problem? Did I do something wrong?ー"

You cutted him off, showing a black velvet box with a smile.

"About that... I'm sorry. I was too caught up with this and y'know, exams." You responded with an awkward chuckle.

He then dragged you away to somewhere with seats and a table. As he settled down, he sighed.

"Look, you really didn't have to work so much. Have you been getting rest?" Geto worried with a prominent scowl on his face.

"Never mind that! Open the box." You giggled.

The moment he hesitantly opened, he was in starstruck, in awe of your creation.

He read the inside of the box, his wonderful eyes trailing each word that was delicately written.

"No wonder you were busy, you sappy idiot." Geto chuckled with a smile.

"So make the friendship bracelets~" You sang with a shrug.

"Take the moment and taste it, you've got no reason to be afraid." Geto added, taking your hand.

"I like you, you dumbass." Geto laughed sweetly.

God, you love that laugh. Maybe this was worth it, after all. Not only did you graduate, but you left the campus with your now boyfriend.

"Didn't know that I'd be graduating from this school with a boyfriend now." You sighed playfully with a smile.

"I love you."

All of the envy, jealousy, sadness, was replaced with joy, love, and happiness.

There were no more dull or lonely nights, no more crying for this "one-sided love" that was always a mutual thing. For you, who adores Geto, had graduated happily with happiness and love. And for he, who fawns over you, had now made you the love of his life.

And with that, the two kissed with love and affection, happy enough that this was all resolved and ended in a good chapter.

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theintrovertbean · 4 months

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Remember when I posted this? This is what I meant when I said I was writing something about high heels.

Summary: Nadia has beautiful legs and y/n wholeheartedly agrees.

This isn't smut, but there's some naughtiness implied. So, just to be safe, minors DNI.

Linguistics classes are boring, so I spend them writing about Nadia instead 🤗 That's just what I do, write adult content when I should be paying attention to my seminars. I will keep doing it.

I wrote like half of this at uni instead of listening to whatever the fuck that class was, and my friend sitting next to me was like o.o when they looked at my phone. But the bitch is back (no, not really, I'm just blessing you with a crumb of content before I retreat to my hiding again.) Anyway, I thought I'd give myself a break and write for the sake of writing about something that doesn't give me anxiety, and what's better than Nadia's legs to ease my stress? Damn, that rhymes. Don't mind my little vent, idk why I'm even writing this but it's almost 3 am and I no longer care.

Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy it. Have a good one, simps!

Heeled Seduction (Nadia x Reader)

She's a strong, smart woman. She can take care of herself and she doesn't need help. But when I watch her undress and then put on her extravagant gown for the upcoming event, I can't help but notice her high heels waiting for her to put them on. I remind myself that no, she does not need help with something so trivial, but the more I entertain the thought, the more tempting it becomes.

She sits down on a plush chair and pushes a stray piece of hair behind her ear. My heart melts at the sight of her, but if I want to do this, then this is my chance.

"Nadia," I call out her name. It comes naturally to me at this point as she's had me cry out her name in pleasure countless times.

She looks at me with curiosity in her intense gaze. "Yes, love?"

I don't answer. I simply walk toward her and then lower myself onto one knee in front of her. My Countess raises an eyebrow, the corners of her lips curling up into one of those cheeky smiles that I love so much. She watches me with interest, awaiting my next move.

I gently lift her foot and guide it into the shoe, my fingers brushing against her delicate skin and I can feel her shiver beneath my touch. Having such an effect on the embodiment of perfection, on a goddess like her, fills me with pride.

"Oh my," She begins with a smile. "How attentive of you, my darling. Allow me to assist you."

Then she grabs a fistful of her dress, slowly, teasingly lifting it higher to give me better access. She reveals her strong thigh, only to my eyes, and I have to gulp. Inch by inch, she tortures me with her beauty. I'm quite certain she knows that she doesn't have to lift it so high. My sweet, loving Nadia—always teasing me at every chance she gets.

Encouraged by her seduction, I put my hand on her other leg, fingers caressing and massaging her strong calf gently. "Have I ever told you," I lean forward, pressing a kiss onto her skin right under her knee. "how beautiful your legs are?"

"Hm, I don't think you have," My Countess answers, the tone of her voice warm and low and the smile on her face playful but loving. "Why don't you elaborate?"

"Well, your skin is so soft here," I say and lift her leg, putting it over my shoulder. "I love how it feels against my mouth. So delicate and smooth." When I brush my lips against her thigh and my breath caresses her, I can see her clutching the armrest just a little tighter. "But your legs are also very strong." I rest my hand on the side of her thigh, drawing circles into it with my thumb. "Perfect for..." I drag my lips across her skin, going higher and higher until I can feel the heat radiating from her core. "Smothering."

My love chuckles and I look up to see her cheeks colored with a blush. "Aah, yes, they'd look so beautiful around your head."

"They certainly would," I smirk against her inner thigh and I'm certain she wants nothing more than for me to continue. "But!" I exclaim and put her leg down, shifting my body away from hers. "We have a party to attend. The rest can wait."

I swear I can hear her mutter a small damn you, y/n under her breath while I quickly put on her other high heel. When I finish, I immediately feel her fingers grasping my chin, guiding me to look up at her. "When it is done, I hope you intend to use that teasing, wicked mouth of yours for something more pleasurable," She whispers to me, and I can already feel my cheeks burning under her gaze. Here, at the feet of my mistress, my countess, my love, I feel a sense of belonging.

"If that's what milady wishes."

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whumpshaped · 6 months

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can i get enthralled for vampire bingo? O.O

this was the last bingo prompt in my inbox! im always open to more :) its some more mundane whump. just some idle time. i wrote so much enthrallment already, so i decided to just make it the topic of this one

masterlist bingo card

tw vampire whumper, dehumanisation, lots of talk about mind control

"You said you'd never taken a human without magic before."

"I did say that, yes."

Beck poked at his evening fill of macaroni with his fork, pretending he was more interested in that than the question he was about to ask. He was very casual about the question, obviously. It was just a little chat over dinner. "Why'd you do it this time?"

"Why..." Helle shifted on the other end of the sofa, putting down the rubik's cube they were fiddling with. Beck glanced at it briefly — one side of it was all blue, but the rest were mishmash. "Forgive me for saying this, but I doubt you would understand the situation I had been in before I made that decision. You know... like not being able to have a single meaningful conversation because everybody is affected by your magic to an unhealthy degree, essentially forcing them to change their entire personality and all their values to please you."

Beck nodded. "Yeah, no, that's... not very familiar."

"I had a hunch. But let us explore this fantasy for a moment. I assume you would immediately use those powers to do... whatever the hell you wanted. Because you can. Nobody is objecting. Nobody is saying no to you. In fact, everybody is very eager to do whatever it takes to make you interested in them."

"But it's wrong."

"Yes. It is. But I also left out the part where your only options are this, or severe malnourishment that actually leaves you unable to obtain even the lesser quality food you had been eating up until that point."

Beck stared at his macaroni. Would he have wanted to eat it if it was sentient? Would he have wanted to make it want to be eaten? Well, if the other option was to have it kick and scream... possibly, yes. Thankfully, his macaroni was wonderfully unfeeling.

Plus, this entire monologue was supposed to eventually lead to why Helle wanted their macaroni to scream. "Sorry," he muttered. "Go on."

"So you do that for centuries. You enthrall people, you feel like you are on the very top of the world. Nobody can touch you." They paused for a moment, and Beck looked up to see them smiling at him. "Now, does it not sound a bit lonely? Is it not natural to want to be touched?"

"I still can't touch you." He turned back to his dinner and took a bite, and he found he felt less worried about stating that than he probably should've. Maybe the constant fear had tired him out. Made him numb. "You're a vampire. You're faster, stronger..."

"Oh, but you can. You absolutely can. You choose not to." The concept almost made Helle giddy from the sound of it, like it was revolutionary. "You can sit here and tell me that I am wrong. You could throw that entire plate of pasta at me. You choose not to, because yes, maybe I would get out of the way, or maybe I would shove your face into a pot of boiling water and make some Beckaroni, but you could."

Great. As if his appetite had been amazing before. He really needed the image of Beckaroni in his head.

He put the plate on the coffee table and sat back. "Okay. Fine. I could. If you're so interested in me having a choice, why are you taking it away anyway? Why are you doing all this? You do nothing but intimidate me into going along with whatever you want. At this point you could just enthrall me."

"Oh, so I am only allowed to spend immortality without getting so bored that I want to stake myself if I then respect all the humans I choose not to enthrall."

"I mean– I mean, yes! Yes, that's actually what I'm saying. Otherwise it's fucking cruel."

Helle considered him for a moment, actually thinking about his words before they responded. "I suppose with the information you have been given, that is quite a reasonable conclusion to reach. I have left out another important detail." They looked Beck in the eye, their expression darkening in a way he couldn't even explain. It was like the air was being sucked out of his lungs as they stared him down, making him tremble and immediately wish for the easy atmosphere back. "I am cruel. I want you to have those choices specifically so I can take them away from you in a more thrilling way that is fun for me, and me only."

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oumaheroes · 4 months

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Congrats for the 1000 followers! :D You and your fics are such a blessing to this fandom

If I'm not mistaken, one of your answers said about the brit bros getting drunk and ends up in Wales' garden but Wales himself nowhere to be seen? O.o My mind went to that news about a drunk Welshman swimming across the hoover dam (I know it happened in the U.S but still) and your answer makes me very curious. Where he disappeared to? To the comfort of his own room or is he outside doing God-knows-what? I need some answers, please.

Thank you so much, @notnobleone! And I did say that, you're right! They go out drinking, Ireland ends up passed out in Wales' garden bushes, England's missing his shoes or something sat stupid on the doorstep, and Scotland's been trying to drunkenly unpick the door all night long. And Wales, the homeowner?

Wales is nowhere to be seen

And you know what? I spent hours looking for that post to link this to and I CANNOT find it; your memory is incredible! I don't even know how far back I wrote that!

Here are the answers you seek, just for you and your lovely brain ❤️

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Jail Break

Wales emerged into the Police Station waiting room behind a very stern looking young constable, overdressed for the weather in a long-sleeve t-shirt and jeans. The constable looked away when Wales tried to smile at him in thanks, his mouth a disapproving hard line before he began to read him his exit procedure.

Wales was mostly presentable looking from his brief stay in the cells, despite wearing only last night’s clothes, and the only real sign that anything was amiss was that he was alarmingly more rumpled that Belgium had had reason to see him in years- hair all angles, dark circles under his eyes, and a curious amount mud around his hems.

He smiled at her once he caught her eye, giving her a small nod, ‘Hello, Marie.’

‘Rhys.’ Belgium smiled to the constable as Wales came closer and motioned with her arm towards the door, ‘After you.’

‘No forms to fill out?’

‘Already done.’

‘You’re a treasure.’

Belgium smiled, ‘I know.’

Outside, Wales blinking gritty eyes in the bright midday sunshine, Belgium took the arm he offered her and began to lead him forwards through to the centre of Brussels.

‘I’m so sorry about this.’

‘Don’t be.’ She squeezed his arm, ‘Was exciting. I’ve not been woken up by a call from the police in a good few decades.’

‘Francis?’

‘Lars.’

Wales raised his eyebrows but didn’t enquire further, ‘Were you asleep?’

‘Most people are at six in the morning.’

‘Six.' Wales rubbed his eyes, ‘Lord. I don’t even remember twelve in the morning. I'm surprised I remembered your land-line number.'

'You didn't. The police picked you up stumbling about outside the train station. You told them my name and I'm known enough by a few authority figures for them to make the connection.'

Wales held a hand over his eyes and sighed something in Welsh that sounded offensive. 'I won't ask you to keep that between us; it's too good not to share.'

Belgium watched him run his tongue across his lips, looking sheepish and uncomfortable, for long enough to make the early wake up worth it, and then took pity on him. She dug about in her handbag and handed him a fresh bottle of water. ‘Here.’

‘Ta.’ He took a long drink. 'You'd think I'd learn by now not to mix hops and grapes.'

‘I wanted to come and get you earlier,' Belgium told him, 'but there was some hassle with border control. They were a bit concerned that you’d managed to get through border control without a passport and it took a while to get them to drop it.’

Wales capped the bottle and shook his head helplessly. ‘I can’t tell you how. Didn't even have one when out.’

‘Yes, I thought that. Why would you ever carry a one at all.'

They fell silent as they came to a crowded crossing. The press of human bodies that close was a bit too warm even for Belgium in her summer dress and sunhat. She could only imagine how Wales felt, dressed for a presumably Welsh summer evening and legs stuck in thick denim.

‘Where are we going?’ Wales asked as they began moving again, across the road and then down a cobbled side street further into the heart of the historical part of town.

‘Home.’

‘Oh no,’ Wales looked horrified, ‘No love, you don’t have to do that. I’ll take myself home; get out of your hair.’

‘No offense, but you do need a bath-‘ Wales winced, ‘and I’d rather you leave my lands in decent condition, at least. Despite the inelegant arrival.’

Wales laughed awkwardly, ‘That’s fair enough.’

‘So, come on then.’ Belgium tugged his arm again, ‘Tell me. Consider it payment,’ she said as Wales made a face, ‘For breaking you out of jail.’

‘Like a hoodlum.’

Wales let out a breath of air, ‘I do wish I could tell you. I’m not sure what happened, honestly. We were-‘

‘-out in Cardiff?’

‘Bristol.’

‘Oh.’

‘We all took trains there; none of us could have driven home again, of course. I remember being in a pub and then-‘ Wales waved a hand, ‘bit and pieces in between. I remember the train seats, oddly enough, because they looked like the material of one of Alisdair’s shirts, you know those really ugly ones that he has-‘

‘Oh I love those. The terrible retro 80’s ones.’

‘Hideous things, absolute disgrace. But anyway, I remember the chairs, and I remember being at a station. I think Patrick was there, or maybe all of them were...’

He trailed off, thoughtful, ‘Actually, now that I think about it, I think Patrick put me on the train. He told me the platform and was there when I went through the gate, at least. How the fuck I didn’t realise I was going to London, I’ll never know. Then the Eurostar? Maybe night ferry? I would have had to have got the Tube to get that line, somehow, and I couldn’t have been in any fit state to-‘

He stopped, cheeks pinking.

‘Why were you in Bristol?’ Belgium asked, taking pity on him.

‘Arthur’s turn to pick the place we went. Bastard chose the nearest city to my house though, presumably knowing that I’d host rather than us needing to get a hotel or travel far back again.’

‘I’m surprised you let him.’

‘He said London’s too expensive.’

‘Still.’

Wales shrugged, ‘It is too expensive.’

Down another street, the smell of chocolate shops with their wide open doors and windows making the heavy air sickly. Wales took another sip of water. ‘So, Bristol it was.'

'And they just left you alone.'

'I'm starting to think it was more a planned abandonment.'

It took Belgium a considerable amount determination not to show her amusement openly. 'I'm sure they didn't know you'd end up in Brussels.'

'No,' Wales acknowledged gracefully with a rueful smile, 'That little mess is all my own.'

'I'd say safely making your way through several different transport methods and customs to illegally slip into the European Union is a decent achievement. I really hope you remember how you did it, the government won't like that gap sitting about.'

'I'm very sure I couldn't have done it any way other than by being far too drunk for sense. And maybe with a dash of fraternal vendetta.'

Belgium laughed, 'Well. Lucky you because now you can spend your day here with me instead of waking up with them.'

'Lucky me too,' Wales patted his pocket with a grin, 'Because I've still got my house keys with me.'

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AN: This fic was written in honour of the many Brits who get drunk and end up wandering about in Europe with no memory of how they got there, like Switzerland, Spain, the Netherlands, France... it's common

#aph wales #hws wales #aph belgium #hws belgium #hetalia #hws #aph #heroes writes #heroes treasures

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chubsonthemoon · 1 year

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Binderary 2023 Wrap-Up!

Binderary 2023 is over, and I come bearing some stats, thoughts, and a compiled list of my QOTD answers! :3

Stats:

Books planned: 7

Books completed: 7/7 (woohoo!)

Fandoms: 3 (Yuri on Ice, Harry Potter, and The Sandman)

Total word count: 340,654

List of books (from left to right):

Maybe sprout wings by @moorishflower

Flower King by @landwriter

The Politeness of Princes by @aboxthecolourofheartache

Uncertain Results (also by Box!)

I'm caught inside every open eye (also also by Box :3)

Not pictured (on account of them being given away as gifts!):

My Immortal by Tara Gilesbie (aka xxxbloodyrists666xxx) (community typeset by @renegadepublishing)

Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches by @kazliin (typesetting by @ziezie13 <3)

QOTD answers under the cut (and these are copied directly from our DW post, just with added tumblr @'s!)

1. What does Renegade mean to you?

Renegade has, in all honesty, probably changed the course of my life! That's not hyperbole--it's had such a huge influence on my hobbies, my friendships, my academic trajectory, even my career. I was still in undergrad when I found ASH's post on fanbinding, and I was very lost as to what the next steps would be. And like so many others experienced, the pandemic only made things even murkier and more isolating. Then I found ASH's manifesto in June 2020, worked up the courage to join the Discord in July 2020, and found a community of like-minded weirdos who were just as passionate (if not even more so!) about their favorite stories, and a craft that I fall a little bit more in love with every day (well, most days. fuckin printers man XD). I wrote my honors thesis thanks to Renegade; I've made lifelong friends thanks to Renegade; I have my current job, in a field I love, thanks to Renegade. (My first Rocky Horror Picture show at Havencon 2022? All thanks to Renegade :D) This really feels like my forever fandom home-- even when I jump around from fandom to fandom, there's always a wonderful and supportive community to fall back on. In short, I really love it here, I'm so pleased with what we've done so far, and I can't wait to see where we go! ❤️

2. Favorite Fic

As everyone else who answered this, this question is IMPOSSIBLE. However, if you put a gun to my head and told me to answer right now, I'd have to say Tell Me About the Big Bang (my binding of it here!) It's one of the fics that has touched me most deeply and which has probably had the greatest influence on my writing. It was one of the first fics I'd ever bound, and I really wanted to rebind it to see how far I've come!

3. One thing you'd like to learn more about

GOD SO MANY THINGS. Backing! Headband techniques. Chisel trimming. Edge gilding. Tiny books. More advanced Cricut techniques. More cohesive and professional-looking graphic design. This hobby is really a dozen hobbies in a trench coat, and there's so much to explore.

4. Paper!

For my textblocks, I use 20 lb. cream Hammermill paper! I order it in 11"x 17" and get it cut in half for short grain, like a lot of other folks at Renegade. Recently I've started experimenting with quarto-sized Legal (8.5"x 14")and fell in love. I also want to try a bunch of the other paper that folks have suggested (looking at @robins-egg-bindery Mohawk Via o.o). For my endpapers, I usually use scrapbook paper from those scrapbook paper packs you can get at Michaels and Joann's (and when they're on sale...WOOF)

5. Cloth!

DUO BOOKCLOTH MY BELOVED. God I wish I'd gotten in on the Renegade group order - but ah well. Big fan of making my own though! There are just so many options to choose from, so it really expands what you can do (again: a dozen hobbies and crafts in a trench coat)

6. The Glue War

LOVE me some PVA! I know that it gives you less time to do things, but I get impatient XD. Plus it's cheap and easy to find and ready to use right out of the bottle, which is great. I've tried my hand at making starch paste + PVA with very mixed (ha!) results, although I had a wonderful time with some methyl cell that @simply-sithel gifted me at Havencon last year <3 So mayhaps will have to buy more of that for a future project!

I also love my Cricut Explore 2, Charlotte! She holds up very well, although I think she's due for a blade refill soon. I've just been setting my pressure higher and higher LOL

7. Machines

Love my Epson ecotank! I recently bought it--for the first two years I was going to my local print shop because the quality was great and I had a discount card. Unfortunately the discount card eventually expired, so I decided to bite the bullet and get my own printer. I really love it! I didn't want to have to deal with laser and printing in color can get pricey--the cartridges are just so goddamn expensive, although I do think laser prints in higher quality. Mayhaps a future purchase, because I'd really like to experiment with foiling!

8. Favorite binding technique

Ooh this one is interesting! I know which part of the process I enjoy the most, which is sewing! Kettle stitch my beloved. ALTHOUGH I am a sucker for the French link too--it's just so pretty! And we just had a wonderful workshop put on last week by @queercore-curriculum on their...embroidered binding/long-stitch binding (??? I don't know if there's an official name for it yet), which I LOVE. Glueless bindings are SO cool and I would love to experiment more with them.

9. Your best tip/trick

Ooh! Hmmm...I'd say: never bind while you're super tired/hungry LOL. I've made many a preventable mistake very late at night because I wanted to get something cased in or glued before bed when I probably should've waited till morning XD That being said, on the flip side I think you should never be afraid to experiment! Go hog wild!!! Use those glitter pens!! Try out that fancy silk for your endbands!! Try that new binding style! And if you fuck up, remember that's okay too! These are handmade objects and those mistakes are proud proof of that, and of your journey as a fanbinder. Stick 'em in the channel on the Discord, laugh and (maybe cry a little XD) about it, and then keep going. tldr; ya live and learn!

10. Favorite Detail

Ooh, this one's hard! I love leaving little Easter eggs in my designs. I'd say my favorite is putting my maker's mark on things! My imprint is Moonham Press (a fun mix of my usernames, chubsthehamster and chubsonthemoon), and the logo includes a little crescent moon. I'd actually been binding for about two years when I finally made the imprint--I used to think that it was...idk, kind of weird to put myself in the book? Like I was taking away from the story inside it. But then I got to thinking--well, hey, I'm the one who made this book, right? If nothing else, putting my mark on it tells someone who may pick it up one day that I was connected to this story. Some conversations with some folks at Renegade during Havencon 2022 also helped me embrace this. So these days I put my imprint logo in the typesetting, and I also put it on the cover somewhere! My favorite spots are either on the spine, between the title and author name, or on the back cover, in the bottom left corner :D

11. Spines

Spines are the bane of my existence. Haha, jk. They're mostly just tedious, since they're one of the only parts of the process that still require precise measurement (I've cut templates for everything else by now, and I use my guillotine to cut boards, so that goes super fast). For my thicker books I use Bristol board; I actually still use the same sheets I bought in 2020 when I first started binding--I didn't know how much I would really need so I think I ordered four massive sheets which will probably last me for ten years LOL. For my thinner books, I use Davy board, which is a pain to cut but gives the book a really nice board feel. And for my paperbacks, the spine is just the cover, which I make out of kraft paper for the backing + the decorative paper (usually scrapbook paper or something I've designed and printed)

12. Mistakes/Fails

Ooh BOY are there many. My most recent was my experiment with making a hardback quarto letter. I made the hinge waaaaay too small so when I tested the case the textblock was sticking out of it LOL. But I've been pretty lucky--this is only the second case I've had to remake in my time as fanbinder *KNOCKS ON WOOD*, but my printer fuck-ups when I was trying to figure out how to print on legal sized paper (since my printer doesn't duplex) probably make up for the luck I've had in the case department XD. Casing in, though--I think I've had maaaaaybe...two or three case-ins where I was completely happy with the results. A large part of this is because my guillotine doesn't cut completely straight, so my squares are never even LOL. But hey, I'm not getting paid for this, and I'm having fun, so eh.

13. Process

Ooh, interesting! My process has remained largely unchanged--I think the only thing that has really changed is now the frequency at which I print. I used to print at a print shop, so I'd make typesets in large batches--usually two to four books, sometimes more (I think the most I've done at a time is five?), and I'd make a day out of it. Now that I have my printer at home though, I can do things in smaller batches! I can also test print things, so I've been able to get a lot more experimental with my books sizes and my covers. Everything else has remained largely the same--the first book I did I typeset in MS Word, but everything after that I've all done in Affinity Publisher. I typeset > print > bind > take pictures! I really like how different each step is (like I said, twelve different hobbies in a trench coat), so there's always something different to do if I get bored. My favorite parts are probably designing covers and sewing the signatures!

14. Storage solutions

OUGH. I have one of those rollaway drawer thingies for all my tools, a dozen scrapbook paper containers, several large baskets for my vinyl and cloth, a hanging stand for my larger sheets of decorative paper, a standing desk which holds my Cricut and printer (a few of the aforementioned vinyl baskets are under this desk too), another rollaway basket thingy that holds my printing paper and my press (also under the standing desk), another desk which holds both my two guillotines and cutting mats (and under that desk are all my scrapbook paper containers and Cricut mats), and a final third desk where I keep all my sewing stuff and where I do my typesetting and other sitting-down parts of the process. And of course my shelves for all my books! This doesn't really give a sense of where everything is, but it's actually fairly organized, and for the most part I know where everything is (except for my FUCKING bone folder god that thing is always ending up in places I do not remember putting it XD)

15. Your Workspace

Ah, see my answer to 14! I'll probably upload a photo here later XD

16. Dust jackets and covers

Oooh, I've never made a dust jacket before--I don't think my printer could handle the wonky paper size that it requires, but they look really cool and I'd maybe be up for making one someday! And covers! Both my greatest love and my greatest enemy. They're super fun to design, but this is one part of the process that always feels like an uphill battle for me! There are so many skilled and talented folks in Renegade with GORGEOUS covers, and it's always a mix of being incredibly inspired and getting some design envy--but either way it's very motivating to keep me out of my comfort zone and to always keep trying new things. I use decorative paper and scrapbook paper mostly for the base material (although I've begun experimenting with designing things digitally and printing them out on Epson matte presentation paper), and then the rest is fuck it, we ball. I usually design the cover last, so I have an entire typeset and title page already when I begin, which makes things a little easier since I have an already established aesthetic to work with. My font selection is kind of determined by how small the text for the title/author name is, since my Cricut isn't great at cutting super small sizes (Times New Roman, funnily enough, is one of the only fonts that it can do at smaller sizes LOL so a lot of the text on my covers/spines are in TNR). I'm excited to keep improving and experimenting in this area!

17. Published inspiration

Ooh!! This one's fun--when I first began making my Master pages in Affinity publisher, I literally grabbed the first few books I saw on my shelf and said 'alright, this looks good' and haven't looked back since LOL. Those books were Vintage's editions of Toni Morrison's novels, Picador's Gilead by Marilynne Robinson, Vintage's edition of Willa Cather's The Song of the Lark, Fall River's omnibus editions of Shakespeare and Sherlock Holmes's works, Penguin Classic's Deluxe edition of Jane Austen's novels, and a few others that I can't remember. I looked at all these books, found what they had in common (for example, a simple title page before the decorative title page, the use of a single graphic or design at the beginning of each chapter, etc.) and went with that! I don't usually take inspiration from specific books, EXCEPT for a project I'm currently working on which I'm super excited about :3 More TK here eheh (ADDITION 3/7: I was talking about Maybe sprout wings here LOL)

18. Illustrations

FANART MY BELOVED. I LOVE including fanart in my books, because it's such a lovely demonstration of the communal nature of these stories and it's so fun getting to collect all the pieces. For free use graphics my favorite sites are Adobe Stock images and Heritage Library. Heritage in particular has a beautiful selection of free vintage graphics packs that I've used for years now. And very occasionally, wingdings fonts will have something I really like XD

19. Favorite tool

Despite my gripes earlier about always misplacing it, I ADORE my bone folder. It's a funky lil dude and it makes all my edges nice and crisp! I can't wait for the retreat bone folder fufu :3 Also a very big fan of my guillotine, which despite its flaws makes my life a hell of a lot easier in the long run, as well as my presses, which were handmade by my dad and do their jobs very well (squiiiiiiish)

20. Favorite part of the binding process

Oooh, this one's fun! I really like the actual construction of the book--sewing sigs is always relaxing and has been one of my fave parts since the very beginning. Recently I've started to really enjoy designing covers, especially if there are a lot of physical elements (like layering scrapbook paper or playing around with Mod Podge).

I had the absolute privilege to hold @clovenhoofbindery's copy of Away Childish Things at Havencon last year. Literally every book Space makes I fall in love with, and her designs are a HUGE inspiration for me. Everything from the typesetting to cover design to physical construction--I lose my marbles every time.

21. Inspo: The binder that inspired you!

Ohhh this one's so hard! Literally every time I check the #show-off channel in the Discord I'm struck by so many beautiful books. I'm going to cheat and name a few people here, but this list is by no means comprehensive and doesn't even begin to cover everyone I could name.

Everything @pleasantboatpress binds is just so beautiful. Their color choices are always inspired and their headbands make me want to cry! Their bind of Unconditional in particular had me foaming at the mouth.

The quality of everything @zhalfirin-binds makes, likewise, always blows me away. Her books are so polished and professional, and her photos make me feel like I'm in a museum when I'm trawling her blog for inspo!

@simply-sithel's tiny books are literally the coolest things ever! I'm still working my way through the Binderary vids and I can't wait to get to hers. Six plays with form in mind-bending and truly innovative ways, and her blog is wonderland of tiny and fantastical book creatures.

@teleportbooks's binds are the definition of classy and refined. They're so good at designing their books according to the contents of the fic--their binding of Thirty-Three Lashes in particular is just the best design centered around fic content and title I've seen. Their designs always make me melt a little when I see them!

@no-name-publishing's endbands are to DIE for. Like fr I am in awe every time!!! And Kam's cover + title page designs are a huge source of inspo for me--forever in love with this bind of theirs, with the beautiful painted cover + matching endpapers T_T

And of course!!! I (and everyone else) wouldn't be here without our beloved leader, @armoredsuperheavy. He's the first binder that ever inspired me, and he continues to do so today!

22. Inspo: The fic that inspired you!

My original answer was also my answer for 27 ("First bind"), but I'm gonna say something a little different here! I usually know pretty quickly whether I'm interested in binding something, but very rarely has a fic gotten me hook, line, and sinker the way @that-banhus's King of Infinite Space did. Like, from the first line I was like "oh god I need to hold this one." And eventually I did! :3

23. Author spotlight: Someone you've bound

AHHHHHH this one is so hard too! I've bound a good number of authors over the years, many of whom are my dear friends, and to spotlight only a single one would be impossible. So I'm just going to poke @dodici12, whose killugon fic See You Upside Down is one of the best killugon reunion fics ever in my very humble hamster opinion. Hiiiii Tessa ilysm <333

24. Author spotlight: Someone you'd like to bind

OOOOOH. Many, many fics are in my queue. I'll keep them to myself for now, since I prefer to ask for author permission via DM, but atm I have my eye on a few Good Omens authors whose work I adore!

25. Favorite bind by you!

THIS ONE IS SO HARD AJLSKDJF. I love all my babies so much and I'm proud of what I was able to accomplish and what I learned from each of them. However, if you put a gun to my head and asked me to choose right now, I'd have to go with my most recent bind of Maybe sprout wings by @moorishflower. I'm really pleased with both its construction and particularly the curation of its contents, which includes the work of nearly a dozen people. It was my attempt at capturing the communal nature of fanfiction's creation and dispersal, and it was also my Big Project this Binderary. I'm ridiculously fond and proud of it!

26. Favorite bind by someone else!

THIS ONE IS SO HARD TOO HELP. Okay this is only one of my many many favorites, but dragging Space back out here again to say that her bind of Away Childish Things permanently altered my brain chemistry. Like, the cutout!!! The patronuses!!!! The title page cutout???? THE KEY??? Again, I held this book in my hands IN PERSON last year and I'm still not over it. The quality of the work is absolutely bonkers crazy incredible and I think about it Often.

27. First bind

The very first fic I ever bound was On Stranger Tides by @theroyalsavage. It's still one of my favorite fics ever today--it has the perfect blend of action/adventure, romance, humor, and fantasy. It gives me the good ol' "roaming the high seas with found family and magic and pirates" ache. It holds a very special place in my heart!

FINAL THOUGHTS

28. Latest bind

See 22! But for funsises, I'm also ridiculously fond of the binding before that, of @aboxthecolourofheartache's fic The Politeness of Princes, because I got to do lots of fun arts and crafty things with the cover!

This was my first year doing Binderary, and I had such a blast! It's so crazy seeing how far Renegade has come, from a little Discord for book shop chatting (ASH mentioned in one of the talks how it was just called, like, "Bookbinding Discord" at the beginning LOL) to now. We're well on our way to a proper organizational structure, with several yearly events, in-person meetups, and thousands of members all over the world. And we have so much more planned! It feels truly special, and I'm so grateful to everyone who makes this possible.

Okay!! That's all from me for today, folks. If you made it this far, thanks so much for reading! <3

#binderary2023 #fanbinding #bookbinding #ficbinding

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avionvadion · 3 months

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Hey so I finally have my thoughts together enough to talk about that Lucifer/El fic you posted. I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT! A Lucifer almost completely eaten by his introspective thoughts x El who is able to keep him grounded in reality? A match made in Heaven (or Hell technically lol). And I saw that ask where El sasses Adam for losing his first wife to Lucifer and I gotta say, I just need more of El's sass and Adam being a whiny lil bitch who threatens things when he doesn't get what he wants. It was amazing lol. Also, I actually really liked the song you made for Lucifer! Did you have any musical style in mind when you wrote it, or are you just leaving it up to our imaginations? Either way, I really enjoyed it and would love it if you wrote more, if that's the way the muse takes you! Absolutely no pressure though, I just would like more if that's what you feel like writing right now lol.

*screeches excitedly jogging tiptoes around kitchen counter while a grilled cheese cooks*

Thank youuuuuuuu!!!!!! It was so hard, haha. I did like three or four versions of the song (and each were WAY different than how it actually ended up) and in one El fell alone on the pile of gold while Lucifer transformed into a giant serpent and “ate” whatever demonic sillouhettes tried to approach her, and then he transformed back and plopped his legs on her lap like a sassy boi while she’s just like O.o

It got so chaotic, but I didn’t like how the lyrics were so I kept changing it. It’s supposed to be a bit of a jazzy waltz tune that speeds up into a bop??? But I only know how to play music, writing it is so much harder, lol

And yesssss~ Lucifer gets so lost sometimes that he starts to dissociate and El is just like, “Hey, it’s okay. Breathe. Your daughter still loves you. It’s gonna be alright.”

Lucifer, laying dramatically across her lap like it’s a soap opera: “Everthing is HORRIBLE.”

El: “Charlie’s nice?”

Lucifer, immediately excited and sitting up, a proud papa: “HELL YEAH SHE IS. MY DAUGHTER’S THE BEST.”

Lowkey, El wouldn’t like to hear about Lucifer’s ex (just makes her feel uncomfortable and a little unworthy since he’s the literal KING of Hell and Lilith is fucking gorgeous; how can she compete with that? But it’s fine, she knows it’s just her self loathing/anxiety trying to get the better of her) but she would absolutely bring her up to mess with Adam any chance she got.

I think it’d be funny if/when Adam finds out El is dating Lucifer he tries to shit talk him and build himself up, being all, “Bitch you don’t know what you’re missing” and she’s just like, “Nah, no thanks, I like the short king, he’s cute.”.

Adam: “EXCUSE ME? I’M CUTE AS FUCK. FAR CUTER THAN THAT PIECE OF-“

El: *immediately starts gushing about Lucifer just to aggravate him*

Adam, greatly disturbed: “MA’AM WHAT THE HELL.”

El: “Also, he doesn’t call me Bitch. Damn, no wonder your wife left you for him.”

Adam: “YOU FUCKING BITCH-“

El: *starts singing So What by P!nk but changing the lyrics so it’s technically from Adam’s PoV. He grows increasingly more pissed. Charlie and Sera have to run intervention so he doesn’t kill her* “Guess I just lost my first wife, I dunno where she went! So I’m gonna drink my money, I’m not gonna pay her rent!”

Doesn’t even get very far in the song, haha.

I think at one point El will just start singing Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing at Adam and/or the other angels. Probably during the council or after. I dunno, I’m just throwing ideas.

“So could you~ tell me, how you’re sleeping easy thinking only of yourself? Show me how you justify~ telling all your lies like second nature!? Listen! Mark my words one day~ you will pay, you will pay! Karma’s gonna come collect your debt!”

That said. A damn shame we didn’t get Adam singing “Stick it to the Man” from School of Rock. 🤣

#*is vibrating with uncontrollable excitement* I love this sad silly snake man so much #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel oc

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AH OMG I ALMOST MISSED THE EVENT!!! 😱

Hiiii~ I'm here to ask for a letter from Baji pls with a fem!reader! 🙇‍♀️ I'd like to be called ✨️princess✨️. We just started dating a few weeks ago, but since I'm demiromantic we were great friends before the relationship started. 🫂 The tone of the letter would be Baji trying to be romantic and charming, but ending up being adorable and kinda messy. Like, he wrote it to try and impress me with his 'romantic skills' or whatever. 😮‍💨 So, the genre would be fluff but kinda crack?? I guess. 🤔 Location: He just handed it to me, at school and scrambled away because he got embarrassed. 🤭 Details: we're in the puppy love/lovestruck stage of the relationship. Just like high-schooles in love yk? So I found his attempt cute, even though he was actually trying to be gallant and cool. 😂 As about me, I'm pretty quiet and get easily embarrassed, but I'm bold and I like to joke around! I'm fun, flexible, nice, intelligent, affectionate (not in front of everyone though) and friendly. 😊

HAVE A GREAT DAY, HAN!! 🥰 AND HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!! 💋

Baji's Romantic Letter To His Girlfriend

Valentine's Day Letter Event Pt.2 Masterlist (CLOSED)

Pairing: Baji x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Genre: Fluff, crack-ish?

Post-Type: Letter

Word Count: 600

Summary: In which your 'cool' boyfriend writes you a letter for Valentine's and fails to completely keep his cool.

[A/N: Hey! Glad you made it to my event. Sorry for being so late! I hope you enjoy this letter <3]

“Y/N!” Baji runs towards you in the school hallways in his little get-up; hair slicked back, uniform on point, glasses on!

He’s out of breath when he reaches you, a bouquet of flowers in his arms, along with chocolates, and a stuffed animal–he was really going all the way with this.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Princess,” he winks, handing you everything he bought. The last thing he hands you is an envelope.

“Aw, hun! You shouldn’t have, thank you so much,” you reward him with a quick peck–thankfully it was only the two of you in the halls, making you feel more comfortable about being so bold.

He instantly flushes, “Anything for my girl,” he tries to act cool, not realizing that he’s turning redder and redder by the second.

“Just read the letter when you get hom- what are you doing?!” His face flushes even brighter as you begin to open the envelope, ready to read whatever he had written down for you.

He jumps forward, trying to take it from your grasp before you could read it right in front of him, but you’re quick to dodge him, continuing to read. As you start reading though, Baji dashes off, yelling that he’d see you later and that something came up. Cute.

You laugh to yourself, you had fallen for a complete idiot despite how cool he tried to act; falling in love really brought out another side to him.

To My Princess,

Have I ever told you how grateful I am to have met you? It’s only been a few weeks now, but you’ve changed my life in more ways than you know. I can’t even imagine what life would be like without you now–how did I do it all these years?

But Happy Valentine’s Day Princess <3 I know this may be obvious, but I want to ask anyway; Would you do me the honor of being my Valentine?

Seriously though, we may have fallen fast, but I don’t regret a single moment we’ve spent together. I wanted to write you a poem, but I realized I don’t even know what a poem is or even how to start one…so maybe next time :(

I will continue to love you and protect you everyday until we get older and get married o.o.

I don’t really know what else to say…man, what do people say in these letters that I don’t already tell you to your face everyday? Anyway, I love you. See you at dinner later <3

From The One and Only, YOUR One and Only,

Baji Keisuke.xxxx

You could feel your cheeks warming up, but try to hide them as the halls start to fill up with students. Baji was a cold guy, at least on the surface, but since meeting him, you have been exposed to his soft, playful side. A side he only showed you.

You loved him so much. He was a complete dork, and got embarrassed frequently when you were together, but he was amazing to you.

You pick up your school bag that you had dropped as soon as you saw Baji, and continue through the halls to your next class. You couldn’t wait to see your boyfriend again at the end of the day.

Thanks for the gifts and for the letter. I’d love to be your Valentine, babe. I love you. You text him.

He responds in a matter of seconds, with surprisingly perfect spelling.

YES!

I mean…of course Princess, anything for you. I love you too! See you later.xx A dork, a complete dork. But he was yours, regardless.

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

Posted: 2/14/2023

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #baji x reader #baji keisuke

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