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canonicallyobserving911 · 1 year

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Buck & Eddie: Video games are included in their CANON journey

Draft purge! [This post has been in my drafts since right after 6x9 “Red Flag” aired but I finally decided to post it today. I added a link to my 6B spec fanfic because it relates to it and I added a line about Eddie in 6x10.]

The same way the songs that were played during most of Buck and Eddie’s scenes have been telling their love story; the video games Buck and Eddie, Buck and Christopher and Eddie have played for more than 4 years are also included in Buck and Eddie’s journey to becoming a CANON couple. They’ve played two video games; one in 3x9 “Fallout” and the second game, “Punch Planet” was played twice; once in 4x3 “Future Tense” and once in 6x9 “Red Flag”.

3x9 “Fallout”

The fact that Buck and Eddie played a video game right after they finished their sexually charged and intense interaction while the two of them were in Buck’s kitchen was significant for several reasons. First, due to the lawsuit Buck filed, they were separated for several weeks and they missed each other like crazy. Second, Buck had already apologized to Eddie once while they were in the firehouse at the end of 3x6 “Monsters” but that apology was for their work partnership. He apologized to Eddie a second time in 3x9 for two reasons (1) to repair their personal relationship and (2) Buck did something Shannon didn’t do after she abandoned Eddie and Christopher, he admitted he was wrong and he acknowledged he should have been there for them. Third, up to that point, they were the most vulnerable they had ever been with each other and it allowed them to discuss everything they weren’t able to talk about while they were separated including, (1) Buck making things about himself, (2) Eddie’s participation in the fight club and (3) Eddie’s dishonesty during his therapy sessions with Frank. At the time, Buck was the only person who could make Eddie talk and Eddie reminded him of the way he always makes things about himself. Fourth, the sexual tension between the two of them was palpable and after that night, things changed between them forever. Eddie’s heart eyes for Buck became even more intense than they were before, Buck lost it at The Well after it collapsed on top of Eddie and Eddie changed his will but he didn’t tell Buck about it until one year later.

It’s important to note that right before they played the video game, they were shamelessly flirting with each other while they were in Buck’s kitchen. Buck said, “I could still take you!” and Eddie responded, “You think so?” and Buck said, “I know”. Then Buck stood up, strolled towards Eddie with his hand on his belt buckle and asked him “Do you want to go for the title?” He approached Eddie with confidence and it illustrated the way it wasn’t the first time Buck offered to beat Eddie at a “video game” (Yeah right, they weren’t just talking about the game👀👀). Buck made the invitation and Eddie’s nonverbal response to it was VERY LOUD. He just sipped his beer and nodded his head to the side. Before that night, the last time they spent time together on-screen was after the Tsunami and I explained the significance of all their sexual tension in another post linked here.

They were having a Buckley-Diaz Family night at Buck’s loft and Buck and Eddie played the game against each other while Christopher cheered them on. After Eddie won the first round he said, “This is my kind of therapy!” which could mean several different things. First, him making up with Buck is his kind of therapy because they’re in love and they can’t live without each other. Reminder, Eddie was so upset about not being able to talk to Buck that he told Lena, “And I can’t talk to Buck!” after she bailed him out of jail and he mentioned it again during their argument in the grocery store in 3x5 “Rage” when he told Buck, “No, but he filed that stupid lawsuit and now I can’t even talk to you because of it.” Second, him spending time with the family he chose (which he alluded to in 3x11 “Seize the Day” during his conversation with Chimney) is his kind of therapy instead of him going to talk to Frank. Eddie prefers to talk to Buck whenever he’s going through something and that could have been foreshadowing for Eddie’s mental breakdown in 5x13 “Fear-O-Phobia”. Buck arrived at Eddie’s house after Chris called to tell him something was wrong with Eddie and Buck broke down Eddie’s bedroom door to get to him. Third, Buck asking Eddie if he wanted to go for the title right before they played the video game was also Eddie’s kind of therapy because Eddie loves being with and spending time with “his Buck”.

Fourth, Eddie knew he was going to win and based on Buck’s comment about them going for the title, it was obvious they’ve played the video game before. Apparently, Buck never won the video game and winning the game was never his intention because he won something a lot more valuable; Eddie’s heart. Reminder, Buck was confident while they were in the kitchen and he approached Eddie right after Eddie looked at him with the most sincere and sensual heart eyes he had ever given Buck. They were making up and Buck didn’t really care about the game because he was determined to get Eddie, the love of his life. The silent conversation they had illustrated everything. Eddie’s eyes were smiling because he was happy to be with Buck again while Buck’s eyes were determined and the look he gave Eddie showed the way he would never leave him again. Therefore, Eddie winning the video game means the “title” has always been his because he’s in control of their journey to forever just like it was alluded to in 3x1 “Kids Today” when Eddie separated from the group so he could hug Buck first during Buck’s welcome back to the 118 party. As he embraced Buck the chorus to the song “Come and get your love” was playing (detailed post here). Since Eddie won the video game, he’s the one who will have to make the first move. They’ve already given their hearts to each other but they’re both waiting on the other one to make the verbal confession (the reason why this is true has been explained in detail below).

4x3 “Future Tense”

Christopher and Buck were sitting on The Buckley-Diaz Family’s couch playing “Punch Planet” while Eddie walked around the house collecting all of the technologically advanced electronics he owned. Even though he wasn’t playing the game, he was paying attention to his son and his future husband while they played. Based on Buck’s facial expression when the scene began, he was winning until Chris said, “Come on Buck!” Then after Chris said, “I’m beating you!”, Buck responded, “You’re cheating!” and he told Eddie, “Hey man you need to tell your kid...”.

Before Buck could finish his sentence, Eddie walked over, disconnected the game and Buck said, “Or you could just do that!” Chris said, “Dad I was beating him” but Eddie replied, “We’re taking a little break from the internet right now!” Once again Eddie was in control of everything and him disconnecting the game was foreshadowing for him temporarily “disconnecting” from his and Buck’s journey to forever because three episodes later, in 4x6 “Jinx” Eddie saw Ana again and he asked her out on a date. But in 4x8 “Breaking Point” he made two comments that alluded to the future of his and Buck’s journey to becoming a CANON couple. He made the first comment after he abruptly ended his date with Ana because Buck and Chris called and he immediately left her apartment right before they were going to kiss so he could go home to his family. After he made it home, Buck said, “You’re late!” and Eddie explained there was construction on Sunset and he had to take a detour. Also, while the 118 was on the scene of a call with a guy standing on top of a man’s roof, Eddie told the team the guy had at least one bad decision left to make. Therefore Eddie’s statements were both foreshadowing and metaphors for the detour he took that ended up being a bad decision when he decided to date Ana.

6x9 “Red Flag”

When Buck called Eddie while he was already on a three-way call with Hen and Chimney, Eddie was playing “Punch Planet” alone which means he was fighting against himself. It was early in the morning and due to the Santa Ana winds, none of them were able to sleep so Eddie was up playing the same game Buck and Christopher played in 4x3.

After Buck made his announcement about being responsible for the creation of new life or whatever that ridiculousness was that he said, Eddie’s facial expression showed he wasn’t happy about it. He looked frustrated which could mean he couldn’t believe Buck still hadn’t realized he had already given him a son and a family (I wrote a 6B speculation fanfic about this and it’s linked here) when he added Buck to his will. Also it seemed like Eddie couldn’t believe Buck donating his sperm had become his reality. The more Buck, Hen and Chimney talked; the more frustrated Eddie became and it looked like he was on the verge of having a panic attack. Prior to that night, the last time Eddie had a panic attack was in 5x8 “Defend in Place” when they were trying to save Parker and his baby sister during the hospital fire. After he lost his round of “Punch Planet”, he became upset and then he abruptly dropped off the call.

Eddie has always been in control of the “video game” by either winning against Buck in 3x9, disconnecting Buck and Christopher’s game in 4x3 or by losing the game he played alone in 6x9. Therefore, it appears the game is being used as both a metaphor and foreshadowing for Eddie’s love confession.

Buck has always followed Eddie’s lead and that started in 2x1 “Under Pressure” when Buck told Eddie he was going into the ambulance with him to remove the grenade from Charlie’s leg. It continued in 2x4 “Stuck” after he stepped in and helped Eddie get Christopher what he needed. He’s been waiting for Eddie’s confession for a long time and every time Buck was about to reveal his feelings to Eddie; Eddie either reconnected with his estranged wife, started a relationship with a girlfriend or he told Buck to move on. Buck told Dr. Copeland in 4x2 “Alone Together” he thought she was right about the way he hides his true feelings from others. It seemed like he may have been ready to tell Eddie then but his parents showed up and caused all that drama and then Eddie started dating which prompted Buck to pursue someone he already knew wasn’t right for him. Then Eddie got shot and Buck’s world crumbled because the love of his life almost died right in front of him. When Eddie told Buck about his will, Buck misunderstood Eddie’s intention because it appears he thinks he can only be a father to Chris if Eddie dies. So Buck is waiting on Eddie to make the first move since Eddie’s been the one who has been in control of the video game/their relationship which means he’s the one who has to face the fact that his reality with Buck will be better than the fantasy.

Eddie dropped the controller after he fell asleep on his family’s couch so that could mean one of two things. Either Eddie’s decided to give up on his fantasy or he’s going to stop playing games and face his reality.

When Buck gets struck by lightning in 6x10 “In a Flash” Eddie just might make the confession since Buck is going to be on the brink of death.

Will they continue to play video games in 6B or will Eddie finally confess his love for Buck? Only the showrunner(s), writers and producers know the answer to that question.

#buddie #eddie diaz #evan buckley #christopher diaz #the buckley diaz family #buckley diaz family #911 fox #911 on fox #911onfox #911 meta #911 s6 #911 speculation #911 #911 season 6 #911 season 6 speculation

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lifeinkinder · 4 months

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Stuff and things in no particular order and all random.

My Christmas present to myself was a Google nest hub thing - not the expensive one, but the on sale one. So I moved the old nest to the nursery since we spend a ton of time in there anyway.

I lowered the crib mattresses today. While neither baby is able to sit without someone putting them that way, Tiny Sir has decided he's going to start trying to use the sides to pull himself to sitting. So down go the mattresses - they'll be 9 months Friday, so it was time anyway (we have mini cribs, so the highest level isn't really that high).

Tiny Sir is having a sleep regression. It's incredibly frustrating, not really because he's waking up multiple times a night but because he's waking up and doesn't want me to hold him but also doesn't want to be in his bed. Squish just had a sleep regression a couple of weeks ago, so I knew his was coming.

My daycare is closing on Friday. This isn't new news, I've known since October and the babies have a new daycare lined up to get us through the rest of the school year and then a second new daycare lined up for when they turn 15 months old to get us either until they turn 3 or start kindergarten (the daycare isn't where we live so if tiny Sirs EI family plan thing needs to become an IEP when he ages out of EI, they'll have to change daycares - also if squish ever needs EI/eventually an IEP). The point of this was though, I'm really sad about it. I love their teachers they have been the most amazing people who have loved my babies and have done so much to be proactive and protective of little man's health pre and post surgery. And most importantly, the babies love their teachers. I know we will likely find that at their new center, but it's not the same. I had planned for them to stay at their daycare forever - seriously, they did a school age program, and I sure did plan for them to attend once they were in school.

Their new daycare has dumb rules that I don't love. Like you can only take your child if you're going to work or going to class. Like, no, I pay yall a lot of money; they will be going even when I'm out of school as long as yall aren't closed. How else will I ever accomplish anything?

I am deep cleaning and rearranging and purging my house this week. I accomplished one room today, but the goal tomorrow is 3 rooms.

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neo-shitty · 2 years

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— tag game.

recommend 5 or more of your own works that you would rec to someone asking what they should read first & explain a little bit about the work. these can be the most popular, the ones you think are underrated, or your own favorites! then tag five other writers! | tagged by @bearseungmin, thank you! i think i’ve done this before but doing this is always fun as it lets fics recirculate around haha (if that makes sense 🤣)

disclaimer. now, for the regular dick stroke because if readers won’t boost our works, we will. since i couldn’t settle with just five, i picked four each for the main groups i write for. and also more than five writers bc why not??

tagging. @mosviqu @petrichor-han @sulfurcosmos @decembermoonskz @lixesque @ravenori @pastelsicheng @koishua and literally anyone who sees this and finds it interesting, please feel free to tag yourself and promote your work :3

NCT.

ten feet deep, still sinking — mark lee.

pjo!au !! basically percabeth but make it mark lee and mc </3 more melancholic rather than action-filled and it’s just me pulling out one water-related metaphor after the other. perfect for sad rainy days.

kill steal — lee jeno.

purge!au :3 jeno saves a damsel targeted on purge night,,basically..,.,. suspense!! suspense!! suspense!! good world building (or maybe that’s just me HAHA big brain moment)

slow dancing in a burning room — lee donghyuck.

my take on the red string of fate and how soulmates may suffer consequences from actions in their past lives. if you like slow shit that takes its time to build the atmosphere, i recommend this one because it felt like i took forever to get the simplest points across :D it was a fic where i wanted to draw a ‘what happened’ reaction from the audience rather than tying up everything in the end.

no longer human — na jaemin.

sci-fi, post-apocalyptic world where best friends get split up and try to find their way back to each other. i wrote this in action-movie structure, and it reads that way too. fleshed out world and i have been told that it’s really immersive too! not much to say without giving anything away :3

SKZ.

meet me where the flowers are — hwang hyunjin.

inspired by the kdrama, youth of may. dabbles on topics such as death and grief, peeks into the parts of history that are often brushed under the rug and forgotten.

ghosting — han jisung.

nothing special, really. just a personal favorite bc i’ve never been able to give justice to my own emotions better than i did in this fic. it’s about friendships and those that gnaw on the strings that keep two people tethered.

roger rabbit — lee minho.

minho gets suspended and walks the line between that and expulsion, his friends want to save him but how? that’s the gist of it. a writing experiment (and my personal favorite), a story told from seven povs.

checkmate — ot8.

young, dumb, broke high school kids make stupid decisions on impulse. thriller fic about the aforementioned friend group in roger rabbit.

#toff.tags

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gra-sonas · 2 years

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Tagged by my boo @blaidddrwg1982, thank you kindly, sir ❤️ Tagging everyone who’s in the mood to do this. 🙌

Name: I go by grasonas everywhere

Star sign: ♑️

Height: 1,74m/5'7

Time: 10:30 am CEST

Birthday: I’m a winter baby

Favorite band/artist: all time favorite band: a-ha, otherwise there are sooo many pop/rock artists/bands I like, it’s hard to pick one tbh. I’m also a huge fan of classical music, Bach and Mozart being among my favorites

Last movie: The Gray Man on TV, Elvis at the cinema

Last show: Hearstopper every day (yep, 3 months later and I’m still watching it on a daily basis), recently I also watched Stranger Things S4 and Virgin River S4

When did I create this blog: May 2019 iirc. My initial blog (grasonas without the hyphen) was established in 2011 tho, but I lost it in the Great Tumblr Purge 2K18 🥺😭 (still not over it tbh)

What I post: mainly RNM/Malex/Vlamburn etc, occasionally Hoechlin (❤️‍🔥). I’m waiting for RNM to be over (😔) before I post about other stuff. My Drafts are filled to the brim with Heartstopper posts, so that might be more prominent come September. 🍂

Last thing I googled: I don’t google, I DuckDuckGo (fantastic search engine that won’t track your every move, f*ck Google ☺️) and I looked up what 1,74m is in feet 🤪

Other blogs: I have the attention span of a gnat, I couldn’t handle a sideblog. We post everything on main in this house ✌️

Do I get asks: I do, and it’s one of my favorite things. Shoutout to all my lovely nonnies 💕

Following: around 60 or so

Average hours of sleep: 5-7 (7 is the goal, most nights it’s between 6-7, that’s way up from ~5 hrs I used to get for years tho, so that’s progress)

Instruments: piano and English flute (I haven’t played either in years tho)

What I’m wearing: it’s a t-shirt & sweatpants kind of day

Dream job: one that gives me purpose, makes me happy, and pays well 🤡

Dream trip: PATAGONIA 😍😍😍😍😍😍

Nationality: German (with Viking ancestry 😋)

Favorite songs: there are currently 446 songs saved in my Favorite Tracks, and that’s just favorites from the past year or so, can’t list them all 😵‍💫 My all time favorite is Take On Me (a-ha forever 💕)

Last book I read: recently re-read RWRB, so pumped for the movie!!! I mostly (almost exclusively) read fanfic otherwise

Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in:

1/ the one where our poor planet doesn’t burn to a crisp bc of corporate greed, and those least responsible have to suffer the most severe consequences

2/ the one where queer people are allowed to just be and don’t have to fight for equality/basic human rights on a daily basis (let alone fear for their lives if the wrong people found out)

3/ the one where people with uteruses have the bodily autonomy to decide what’s best for their life/health, and people get paid equally

Bonus universe: the one where white/rich/conservative assholes don’t ruin it for everyone else (I guess that’s just universes 1-3 combined 🙃)

(Also, the Heartstopper Universe, I’d like to find the Charlie Spring to my Nick Nelson, pls 🥺)

#blaidddrwg1982

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edgyandoverzealous · 1 year

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Forced Family Headcannons pt 3

Incredibly self-indulgent(meaning the entirety of Yellow Guy when sick is just me)and soft. Because I have been hella sick recently and have not recovered fully before another illness latched on.

• Yellow Guy's fevers run reallyyyy high. Like 104 on the average. But surprisingly doesn't complain about it. Mostly brags "I uh- I can lives through 104, no 105, 106 degree fevers :)" and konks out for 1-3 hour intervals.

• He's prone to chills and often feels cold rather than hot.

• Because of this when Yellow Guy is sick he becomes the biggest cuddle bug. Making nests out of blankets and pillows and stuffed animals that he burries himself in, especially when no one offers to cuddle him. (Because he's like me fr and I wish I was in my nest sleeping instead of an hour and a half away with people I am mostly uncomfortable around. But no I have to be up for four more hours so I'll sleep through the night)

• It's 50/50 whether or not Yellow guy will sleep through the night or wake up at weird intervals.

• Yellow takes his meds fine for the first few days before he starts whining about it. With a little scolding he'll take it on his own.

• Appetite? Who's she. Yellow only knows he's being forced to eat when he feels fine and wants to sleep. He is unamused.

• Duck Guy refuses to hold Yellow when he's sick. The germs are gross and he's a bit of a germaphobe when it comes to illness. He's in full scrubs, mask, and carrying/spraying disinfectant wherever he goes.

• Red Guy can't stand seeing Yellow so miserable and cold so he often ends up holding Yellow despite Duck's pleads and threats.

• Yellow Guy cries in his sleep when he's sick and doesn't realize it until he wakes up and his cheeks are wet.

• "Don't touch him you'll contract his disease" Duck's speech was muffled through what essentially was a hazmat suit as they stood outside Yellow's door. "But he's shivering and crying" Red's hand was firmly on the doorknob. "That's just the virus trying to lure you in, if you touch him you lose your spot in our bed." Duck was firm in his tone and confident in his delivery. "Hm." Red's eyes remained on the door where whimpers and sniffles could be heard coming from the inside. "What? He'll be okay once it's purged out." Duck crossed his arms and Red nodded half-heartedly. "Well I think I'm going to see you in a few days." Red twisted the doorknob and stepped inside hushing Yellow softly.

• When Duck is sick, he is in full denial albeit unsuccessfully. "It is freezing in this house and you're wearing shorts, go and change young man then it's mandatory cuddle time." The house is hotter than it has ever been and they think duck is insane.

• Even when Duck is shown his thermometer the symphony of "I'm not sick" and "I can still do a, b, and c."

• He cannot do a, b, or c. Red and Yellow have to do it for him.

• Biggest baby, complaining and refusing to do anything but be treated like royalty. "I can't do a, b, or c. Are you insane? I'm sick."

• Demonic auto tuned groaning arises from any dark warm location.

• Stops sleeping for anymore than 3 hour intervals. With a couple hours of consciousness in-between.

• Will not take his fucking meds. Has to have his kicking and screaming ass in a chokehold and forced to take it. Note: probably the reason he won't take it.

• Red successfully covers up the fact he's sick until he either throws up into dinner, throws it out in a huff, and angrily orders pizza before stomping to his room or Duck realizes his househusband is a little too toasty for his liking.

• A mop wearing a blanket roaming the house for a few days.

• Insists on doing things as normal. It takes him twice as long.

• Downs medicine like a champ. Always and forever. Under the weather? Medicine. Obviously.

• Once he's asleep. He's asleep dead to the world and will not be woken up for the next twelve hours.

• Makes the others worry ten fold. Eventually Duck knocks him out and makes him rest and recover properly. Full doctor in a hospital style. Clipboards with vitals, symptoms, and medicines/how the medicine affects Red. Medicine every four hours exactly and Yellow brings in meals and sits on Red's bed for an hour or so talking about how everything is going on. More often than not Duck steps in to remind yellow not to raise Red's blood pressure or make him nervous.

#dhmis yellow guy #dhmis duck guy #dhmis red guy #dhmis headcanons #dhmis forced family au my beloved

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000life-is-meaningless000 · 1 month

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God is Love ! ! !

😡

Intill He's, NOT ! ! ! ! !

. . .

The act of murder is rampant in the Bible. In much of the Bible, especially the Old Testament, there are laws that command that people be killed for absurd reasons such as working on the Sabbath, being gay, cursing your parents, or not being a virgin on your wedding night. In addition to these crazy and immoral laws, there are plenty of examples of God’s irrationality by his direct killing of many people for reasons that defy any rational explanation such as killing children who make fun of bald people, and the killing of a man who tried to keep the ark of God from falling during transport. There are also countless examples of mass murders commanded by God, including the murder of women, infants, and children.

The following passages are a very small percentage of the total passages approving of murder in the Bible. They are divided here into three parts: 1) Capital Punishment Crimes, 2) God’s Murders for Stupid Reasons, 3) Murdering Children, and 4) Miscellaneous Murders. This list is long, but it barely scratches the surface of all the murders approved of in the Bible.

1) Capital Punishment Crimes:

Kill People Who Don’t Listen to Priests

Anyone arrogant enough to reject the verdict of the judge or of the priest who represents the LORD your God must be put to death. Such evil must be purged from Israel. (Deuteronomy 17:12 NLT)

Kill Witches

You should not let a sorceress live. (Exodus 22:17 NAB)

Kill Homosexuals

“If a man lies with a male as with a women, both of them shall be put to death for their abominable deed; they have forfeited their lives.” (Leviticus 20:13 NAB)

Kill Fortunetellers

A man or a woman who acts as a medium or fortuneteller shall be put to death by stoning; they have no one but themselves to blame for their death. (Leviticus 20:27 NAB)

Death for Hitting Dad

Whoever strikes his father or mother shall be put to death. (Exodus 21:15 NAB)

Death for Cursing Parents

1) If one curses his father or mother, his lamp will go out at the coming of darkness. (Proverbs 20:20 NAB)

2) All who curse their father or mother must be put to death. They are guilty of a capital offense. (Leviticus 20:9 NLT)

Death for Adultery

If a man commits adultery with another man’s wife, both the man and the woman must be put to death. (Leviticus 20:10 NLT)

Death for Fornication

A priest’s daughter who loses her honor by committing fornication and thereby dishonors her father also, shall be burned to death. (Leviticus 21:9 NAB)

Death to Followers of Other Religions

Whoever sacrifices to any god, except the Lord alone, shall be doomed. (Exodus 22:19 NAB)

Kill Nonbelievers

They entered into a covenant to seek the Lord, the God of their fathers, with all their heart and soul; and everyone who would not seek the Lord, the God of Israel, was to be put to death, whether small or great, whether man or woman. (2 Chronicles 15:12-13 NAB)

Kill False Prophets

If a man still prophesies, his parents, father and mother, shall say to him, “You shall not live, because you have spoken a lie in the name of the Lord.” When he prophesies, his parents, father and mother, shall thrust him through. (Zechariah 13:3 NAB)

Kill the Entire Town if One Person Worships Another God

Suppose you hear in one of the towns the LORD your God is giving you that some worthless rabble among you have led their fellow citizens astray by encouraging them to worship foreign gods. In such cases, you must examine the facts carefully. If you find it is true and can prove that such a detestable act has occurred among you, you must attack that town and completely destroy all its inhabitants, as well as all the livestock. Then you must pile all the plunder in the middle of the street and burn it. Put the entire town to the torch as a burnt offering to the LORD your God. That town must remain a ruin forever; it may never be rebuilt. Keep none of the plunder that has been set apart for destruction. Then the LORD will turn from his fierce anger and be merciful to you. He will have compassion on you and make you a great nation, just as he solemnly promised your ancestors. “The LORD your God will be merciful only if you obey him and keep all the commands I am giving you today, doing what is pleasing to him.” (Deuteronomy 13:13-19 NLT)

Kill Women Who Are Not Virgins On Their Wedding Night

But if this charge is true (that she wasn’t a virgin on her wedding night), and evidence of the girls virginity is not found, they shall bring the girl to the entrance of her fathers house and there her townsman shall stone her to death, because she committed a crime against Israel by her unchasteness in her father’s house. Thus shall you purge the evil from your midst. (Deuteronomy 22:20-21 NAB)

Kill Followers of Other Religions.

1) If your own full brother, or your son or daughter, or your beloved wife, or you intimate friend, entices you secretly to serve other gods, whom you and your fathers have not known, gods of any other nations, near at hand or far away, from one end of the earth to the other: do not yield to him or listen to him, nor look with pity upon him, to spare or shield him, but kill him. Your hand shall be the first raised to slay him; the rest of the people shall join in with you. You shall stone him to death, because he sought to lead you astray from the Lord, your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, that place of slavery. And all Israel, hearing of this, shall fear and never do such evil as this in your midst. (Deuteronomy 13:7-12 NAB)

2) Suppose a man or woman among you, in one of your towns that the LORD your God is giving you, has done evil in the sight of the LORD your God and has violated the covenant by serving other gods or by worshiping the sun, the moon, or any of the forces of heaven, which I have strictly forbidden. When you hear about it, investigate the matter thoroughly. If it is true that this detestable thing has been done in Israel, then that man or woman must be taken to the gates of the town and stoned to death. (Deuteronomy 17:2-5 NLT)

Death for Blasphemy

One day a man who had an Israelite mother and an Egyptian father got into a fight with one of the Israelite men. During the fight, this son of an Israelite woman blasphemed the LORD’s name. So the man was brought to Moses for judgment. His mother’s name was Shelomith. She was the daughter of Dibri of the tribe of Dan. They put the man in custody until the LORD’s will in the matter should become clear. Then the LORD said to Moses, “Take the blasphemer outside the camp, and tell all those who heard him to lay their hands on his head. Then let the entire community stone him to death. Say to the people of Israel: Those who blaspheme God will suffer the consequences of their guilt and be punished. Anyone who blasphemes the LORD’s name must be stoned to death by the whole community of Israel. Any Israelite or foreigner among you who blasphemes the LORD’s name will surely die. (Leviticus 24:10-16 NLT)

Kill False Prophets

1) Suppose there are prophets among you, or those who have dreams about the future, and they promise you signs or miracles, and the predicted signs or miracles take place. If the prophets then say, ‘Come, let us worship the gods of foreign nations,’ do not listen to them. The LORD your God is testing you to see if you love him with all your heart and soul. Serve only the LORD your God and fear him alone. Obey his commands, listen to his voice, and cling to him. The false prophets or dreamers who try to lead you astray must be put to death, for they encourage rebellion against the LORD your God, who brought you out of slavery in the land of Egypt. Since they try to keep you from following the LORD your God, you must execute them to remove the evil from among you. (Deuteronomy 13:1-5 NLT)

2) But any prophet who claims to give a message from another god or who falsely claims to speak for me must die.’ You may wonder, ‘How will we know whether the prophecy is from the LORD or not?’ If the prophet predicts something in the LORD’s name and it does not happen, the LORD did not give the message. That prophet has spoken on his own and need not be feared. (Deuteronomy 18:20-22 NLT)

Infidels and Gays Should Die

So God let them go ahead and do whatever shameful things their hearts desired. As a result, they did vile and degrading things with each other’s bodies. Instead of believing what they knew was the truth about God, they deliberately chose to believe lies. So they worshiped the things God made but not the Creator himself, who is to be praised forever. Amen. That is why God abandoned them to their shameful desires. Even the women turned against the natural way to have sex and instead indulged in sex with each other. And the men, instead of having normal sexual relationships with women, burned with lust for each other. Men did shameful things with other men and, as a result, suffered within themselves the penalty they so richly deserved. When they refused to acknowledge God, he abandoned them to their evil minds and let them do things that should never be done. Their lives became full of every kind of wickedness, sin, greed, hate, envy, murder, fighting, deception, malicious behavior, and gossip. They are backstabbers, haters of God, insolent, proud, and boastful. They are forever inventing new ways of sinning and are disobedient to their parents. They refuse to understand, break their promises, and are heartless and unforgiving. They are fully aware of God’s death penalty for those who do these things, yet they go right ahead and do them anyway. And, worse yet, they encourage others to do them, too. (Romans 1:24-32 NLT)

Kill Anyone who Approaches the Tabernacle

For the LORD had said to Moses, ‘Exempt the tribe of Levi from the census; do not include them when you count the rest of the Israelites. You must put the Levites in charge of the Tabernacle of the Covenant, along with its furnishings and equipment. They must carry the Tabernacle and its equipment as you travel, and they must care for it and camp around it. Whenever the Tabernacle is moved, the Levites will take it down and set it up again. Anyone else who goes too near the Tabernacle will be executed.’ (Numbers 1:48-51 NLT)

Kill People for Working on the Sabbath

The LORD then gave these further instructions to Moses: ‘Tell the people of Israel to keep my Sabbath day, for the Sabbath is a sign of the covenant between me and you forever. It helps you to remember that I am the LORD, who makes you holy. Yes, keep the Sabbath day, for it is holy. Anyone who desecrates it must die; anyone who works on that day will be cut off from the community. Work six days only, but the seventh day must be a day of total rest. I repeat: Because the LORD considers it a holy day, anyone who works on the Sabbath must be put to death.’ (Exodus 31:12-15 NLT)

2) God’s Murders for Stupid Reasons:

Kill Brats

From there Elisha went up to Bethel. While he was on his way, some small boys came out of the city and jeered at him. “Go up baldhead,” they shouted, “go up baldhead!” The prophet turned and saw them, and he cursed them in the name of the Lord. Then two shebears came out of the woods and tore forty two of the children to pieces. (2 Kings 2:23-24 NAB)

God Kills the Curious

And he smote of the men of Beth-shemesh, because they had looked into the ark of Jehovah, he smote of the people seventy men, `and’ fifty thousand men; and the people mourned, because Jehovah had smitten the people with a great slaughter. And the men of Beth-shemesh said, Who is able to stand before Jehovah, this holy God? and to whom shall he go up from us? (1Samuel 6:19-20 ASV)

Killed by a Lion

Meanwhile, the LORD instructed one of the group of prophets to say to another man, “Strike me!” But the man refused to strike the prophet. Then the prophet told him, “Because you have not obeyed the voice of the LORD, a lion will kill you as soon as you leave me.” And sure enough, when he had gone, a lion attacked and killed him. (1 Kings 20:35-36 NLT)

Killing the Good Samaritan

The ark of God was placed on a new cart and taken away from the house of Abinadab on the hill. Uzzah and Ahio, sons of Abinadab guided the cart, with Ahio walking before it, while David and all the Israelites made merry before the Lord with all their strength, with singing and with citharas, harps, tambourines, sistrums, and cymbals.

When they came to the threshing floor of Nodan, Uzzah reached out his hand to the ark of God to steady it, for the oxen were making it tip. But the Lord was angry with Uzzah; God struck him on that spot, and he died there before God. (2 Samuel 6:3-7 NAB)

3) Murdering Children

Kill Sons of Sinners

Make ready to slaughter his sons for the guilt of their fathers; Lest they rise and posses the earth, and fill the breadth of the world with tyrants. (Isaiah 14:21 NAB)

God Will Kill Children

The glory of Israel will fly away like a bird, for your children will die at birth or perish in the womb or never even be conceived. Even if your children do survive to grow up, I will take them from you. It will be a terrible day when I turn away and leave you alone. I have watched Israel become as beautiful and pleasant as Tyre. But now Israel will bring out her children to be slaughtered.” O LORD, what should I request for your people? I will ask for wombs that don’t give birth and breasts that give no milk. The LORD says, “All their wickedness began at Gilgal; there I began to hate them. I will drive them from my land because of their evil actions. I will love them no more because all their leaders are rebels. The people of Israel are stricken. Their roots are dried up; they will bear no more fruit. And if they give birth, I will slaughter their beloved children.” (Hosea 9:11-16 NLT)

Kill Men, Women, and Children

“Then I heard the LORD say to the other men, “Follow him through the city and kill everyone whose forehead is not marked. Show no mercy; have no pity! Kill them all – old and young, girls and women and little children. But do not touch anyone with the mark. Begin your task right here at the Temple.” So they began by killing the seventy leaders. “Defile the Temple!” the LORD commanded. “Fill its courtyards with the bodies of those you kill! Go!” So they went throughout the city and did as they were told.” (Ezekiel 9:5-7 NLT)

God Kills all the First Born of Egypt

And at midnight the LORD killed all the firstborn sons in the land of Egypt, from the firstborn son of Pharaoh, who sat on the throne, to the firstborn son of the captive in the dungeon. Even the firstborn of their livestock were killed. Pharaoh and his officials and all the people of Egypt woke up during the night, and loud wailing was heard throughout the land of Egypt. There was not a single house where someone had not died. (Exodus 12:29-30 NLT)

Kill Old Men and Young Women

“You are my battle-ax and sword,” says the LORD. “With you I will shatter nations and destroy many kingdoms. With you I will shatter armies, destroying the horse and rider, the chariot and charioteer. With you I will shatter men and women, old people and children, young men and maidens. With you I will shatter shepherds and flocks, farmers and oxen, captains and rulers. “As you watch, I will repay Babylon and the people of Babylonia for all the wrong they have done to my people in Jerusalem,” says the LORD. “Look, O mighty mountain, destroyer of the earth! I am your enemy,” says the LORD. “I will raise my fist against you, to roll you down from the heights. When I am finished, you will be nothing but a heap of rubble. You will be desolate forever. Even your stones will never again be used for building. You will be completely wiped out,” says the LORD. (Jeremiah 51:20-26)

(Note that after God promises the Israelites a victory against Babylon, the Israelites actually get their butts kicked by them in the next chapter. So much for an all-knowing and all-powerful God.)

God Will Kill the Children of Sinners

If even then you remain hostile toward me and refuse to obey, I will inflict you with seven more disasters for your sins. I will release wild animals that will kill your children and destroy your cattle, so your numbers will dwindle and your roads will be deserted. (Leviticus 26:21-22 NLT)

More Rape and Baby Killing

Anyone who is captured will be run through with a sword. Their little children will be dashed to death right before their eyes. Their homes will be sacked and their wives raped by the attacking hordes. For I will stir up the Medes against Babylon, and no amount of silver or gold will buy them off. The attacking armies will shoot down the young people with arrows. They will have no mercy on helpless babies and will show no compassion for the children. (Isaiah 13:15-18 NLT)

4) Miscellaneous Murders

More of Samson’s Murders

(The Lord saves Sampson from standing trial for 30 murders and arson by allowing him to kill 1000 more men.) When he reached Lehi, and the Philistines came shouting to meet him, the spirit of the Lord came upon him: the ropes around his arms become as flax that is consumed by fire and the bonds melted away from his hands. Near him was the fresh jawbone of an ass; he reached out, grasped it, and with it killed a thousand men. (Judges 15:14-15 NAB)

Peter Kills Two People

There was also a man named Ananias who, with his wife, Sapphira, sold some property. He brought part of the money to the apostles, but he claimed it was the full amount. His wife had agreed to this deception. Then Peter said, “Ananias, why has Satan filled your heart? You lied to the Holy Spirit, and you kept some of the money for yourself. The property was yours to sell or not sell, as you wished. And after selling it, the money was yours to give away. How could you do a thing like this? You weren’t lying to us but to God.” As soon as Ananias heard these words, he fell to the floor and died. Everyone who heard about it was terrified. Then some young men wrapped him in a sheet and took him out and buried him. About three hours later his wife came in, not knowing what had happened. Peter asked her, “Was this the price you and your husband received for your land?” “Yes,” she replied, “that was the price.” And Peter said, “How could the two of you even think of doing a thing like this – conspiring together to test the Spirit of the Lord? Just outside that door are the young men who buried your husband, and they will carry you out, too.” Instantly, she fell to the floor and died. When the young men came in and saw that she was dead, they carried her out and buried her beside her husband. Great fear gripped the entire church and all others who heard what had happened. (Acts 5:1-11 NLT)

Mass Murder

This is what the Lord of hosts has to say: ‘I will punish what Amalek did to Israel when he barred his way as he was coming up from Egypt. Go, now, attack Amalek, and deal with him and all that he has under the ban. Do not spare him, but kill men and women, children and infants, oxen and sheep, camels and asses.’ (1 Samuel 15:2-3 NAB)

You Have to Kill

Cursed be he who does the Lords work remissly, cursed he who holds back his sword from blood. (Jeremiah 48:10 NAB)

The Danites Kill the Next Town

But the territory of the Danites was too small for them; so the Danites marched up and attacked Leshem, which they captured and put to the sword. Once they had taken possession of Lesham, they renamed the settlement after their ancestor Dan. (Joshua 19:47 NAB)

God Kills Some More

Then the LORD said to me, “Even if Moses and Samuel stood before me pleading for these people, I wouldn’t help them. Away with them! Get them out of my sight! And if they say to you, ‘But where can we go?’ tell them, ‘This is what the LORD says: Those who are destined for death, to death; those who are destined for war, to war; those who are destined for famine, to famine; those who are destined for captivity, to captivity.’ “I will send four kinds of destroyers against them,” says the LORD. “I will send the sword to kill, the dogs to drag away, the vultures to devour, and the wild animals to finish up what is left. Because of the wicked things Manasseh son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, did in Jerusalem, I will make my people an object of horror to all the kingdoms of the earth.” (Jeremiah 15:1-4 NLT)

God Promises More Killing

I will make Mount Seir utterly desolate, killing off all who try to escape and any who return. I will fill your mountains with the dead. Your hills, your valleys, and your streams will be filled with people slaughtered by the sword. I will make you desolate forever. Your cities will never be rebuilt. Then you will know that I am the LORD. (Ezekiel 35:7-9 NLT)

The Angel of Death

My angel will go before you and bring you to the Amorites, Hittites, Perizzites, Canaanites, Hivites, and Jebusites; and I will wipe them out. (Exodus 23:23 NAB)

Destruction of Ai

Then the LORD said to Joshua, “Do not be afraid or discouraged. Take the entire army and attack Ai, for I have given to you the king of Ai, his people, his city, and his land. You will destroy them as you destroyed Jericho and its king. But this time you may keep the captured goods and the cattle for yourselves. Set an ambush behind the city.” So Joshua and the army of Israel set out to attack Ai. Joshua chose thirty thousand fighting men and sent them out at night with these orders: “Hide in ambush close behind the city and be ready for action. When our main army attacks, the men of Ai will come out to fight as they did before, and we will run away from them. We will let them chase us until they have all left the city. For they will say, ‘The Israelites are running away from us as they did before.’ Then you will jump up from your ambush and take possession of the city, for the LORD your God will give it to you. Set the city on fire, as the LORD has commanded. You have your orders.” So they left that night and lay in ambush between Bethel and the west side of Ai. But Joshua remained among the people in the camp that night.

Early the next morning Joshua roused his men and started toward Ai, accompanied by the leaders of Israel. They camped on the north side of Ai, with a valley between them and the city. That night Joshua sent five thousand men to lie in ambush between Bethel and Ai, on the west side of the city. So they stationed the main army north of the city and the ambush west of the city. Joshua himself spent that night in the valley. When the king of Ai saw the Israelites across the valley, he and all his army hurriedly went out early the next morning and attacked the Israelites at a place overlooking the Jordan Valley. But he didn’t realize there was an ambush behind the city. Joshua and the Israelite army fled toward the wilderness as though they were badly beaten, and all the men in the city were called out to chase after them. In this way, they were lured away from the city. There was not a man left in Ai or Bethel who did not chase after the Israelites, and the city was left wide open.

Then the LORD said to Joshua, “Point your spear toward Ai, for I will give you the city.” Joshua did as he was commanded. As soon as Joshua gave the signal, the men in ambush jumped up and poured into the city. They quickly captured it and set it on fire. When the men of Ai looked behind them, smoke from the city was filling the sky, and they had nowhere to go. For the Israelites who had fled in the direction of the wilderness now turned on their pursuers. When Joshua and the other Israelites saw that the ambush had succeeded and that smoke was rising from the city, they turned and attacked the men of Ai. Then the Israelites who were inside the city came out and started killing the enemy from the rear. So the men of Ai were caught in a trap, and all of them died. Not a single person survived or escaped. Only the king of Ai was taken alive and brought to Joshua.

When the Israelite army finished killing all the men outside the city, they went back and finished off everyone inside. So the entire population of Ai was wiped out that day – twelve thousand in all. For Joshua kept holding out his spear until everyone who had lived in Ai was completely destroyed. Only the cattle and the treasures of the city were not destroyed, for the Israelites kept these for themselves, as the LORD had commanded Joshua. So Ai became a permanent mound of ruins, desolate to this very day. Joshua hung the king of Ai on a tree and left him there until evening. At sunset the Israelites took down the body and threw it in front of the city gate. They piled a great heap of stones over him that can still be seen today. (Joshua 8:1-29 NLT)

Killing at Jericho

When the people heard the sound of the horns, they shouted as loud as they could. Suddenly, the walls of Jericho collapsed, and the Israelites charged straight into the city from every side and captured it. They completely destroyed everything in it – men and women, young and old, cattle, sheep, donkeys – everything. (Joshua 6:20-21 NLT)

God Kills an Extended Family

“You have done more evil than all who lived before you. You have made other gods and have made me furious with your gold calves. And since you have turned your back on me, I will bring disaster on your dynasty and kill all your sons, slave or free alike. I will burn up your royal dynasty as one burns up trash until it is all gone. I, the LORD, vow that the members of your family who die in the city will be eaten by dogs, and those who die in the field will be eaten by vultures.'” Then Ahijah said to Jeroboam’s wife, “Go on home, and when you enter the city, the child will die. All Israel will mourn for him and bury him. He is the only member of your family who will have a proper burial, for this child is the only good thing that the LORD, the God of Israel, sees in the entire family of Jeroboam. And the LORD will raise up a king over Israel who will destroy the family of Jeroboam. This will happen today, even now! Then the LORD will shake Israel like a reed whipped about in a stream. He will uproot the people of Israel from this good land that he gave their ancestors and will scatter them beyond the Euphrates River, for they have angered the LORD by worshiping Asherah poles. He will abandon Israel because Jeroboam sinned and made all of Israel sin along with him.” (1 Kings 14:9-16 NLT)

Mass Murder

The men of Israel withdrew through the territory of the Benjaminites, putting to the sword the inhabitants of the city, the livestock, and all they chanced upon. Moreover they destroyed by fire all the cities they came upon. (Judges 20:48 NAB)

The Angel of Death

That night the angel of the Lord went forth and struck down one hundred and eighty five thousand men in the Assyrian camp. Early the next morning, there they were, all the corpuses of the dead. (2 Kings 19:35 NAB)

Kill Your Neighbors

(Moses) stood at the entrance to the camp and shouted, “All of you who are on the LORD’s side, come over here and join me.” And all the Levites came. He told them, “This is what the LORD, the God of Israel, says: Strap on your swords! Go back and forth from one end of the camp to the other, killing even your brothers, friends, and neighbors.” The Levites obeyed Moses, and about three thousand people died that day. Then Moses told the Levites, “Today you have been ordained for the service of the LORD, for you obeyed him even though it meant killing your own sons and brothers. Because of this, he will now give you a great blessing.” (Exodus 32:26-29 NLT)

Kill the Family of Sinners

And Joshua said to Achan, My son, give, I pray thee, glory to the LORD God of Israel, and make confession to him; and tell me now what thou hast done, hide it not from me. And Achan answered Joshua, and said, Indeed I have sinned against the LORD God of Israel, and thus and thus have I done. When I saw among the spoils a goodly Babylonish garment, and two hundred shekels of silver, and a wedge of gold of fifty shekels weight, then I coveted them, and took them, and behold, they are hid in the earth in the midst of my tent, and the silver under it.” [Note that the sin is not looting, but failing to give the loot to the treasury of the Lord.] “So Joshua sent messengers, and they ran to the tent, and behold, it was hid in his tent, and the silver under it. And they took them from the midst of the tent, and brought them to Joshua, and to all the children of Israel, and laid them out before the LORD. And Joshua, and all Israel with him, took Achan the son of Zerah, and the silver, and the garment, and the wedge of gold, and his sons, and his daughters, and his oxen, and his asses, and his sheep, and his tent, and all that he had: and they brought them to the valley of Achor. And Joshua said, why hast thou troubled us? the LORD shall trouble thee this day. And all Israel stoned him with stones, and burned them with fire, after they had stoned them with stones. And they raised over him a great heap of stones to this day. So the LORD turned from the fierceness of his anger: wherefore the name of that place was called the valley of Achor to this day. (Joshua 7:19-26 Webster’s Bible)

Kill Followers of Other Religions

While the Israelites were camped at Acacia, some of the men defiled themselves by sleeping with the local Moabite women. These women invited them to attend sacrifices to their gods, and soon the Israelites were feasting with them and worshiping the gods of Moab. Before long Israel was joining in the worship of Baal of Peor, causing the LORD’s anger to blaze against his people. The LORD issued the following command to Moses: “Seize all the ringlead

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Who survives? ○△□

=> Haikyuu edition

fandoms; haikyuu x squid game

warnings; implied death (nothing graphic) made this one a little more lighthearted for ya

includes; hinata, tendou, goshiki, shirabu, semi, kuroo, kenma, bokuto, kita, atsumu, suna, suguru, oikawa, iwa + mentions of others

a/n; ok so I took a few liberties with this chapter, meaning that what you're about to read are a collection of different scenarios that have been festering in my head-

these scenarios don't necessarily involve the third game itself, but rather what happened in the lobby before that (aka when the players were teaming up). this includes the main cast as well as other players (which to make things simpler I decided to keep nameless)

so im sorry for those who were hoping id write about the game itself, but i tried and you can only write a game of tug of war differently—all while keeping it entertaining— so many times, and to me writing these interactions was just a bit more fun :) just consider this chapter a breather for the next game to come

also do keep in mind that i didn't write for every single character, just the ones that inspired me the most so im sorry if i left your fav out, they shall be back (or not), next time 🙇🏽‍♀️

<= previous, the purge

=> next, the marble game

For the sake of this AU I'm pretending that the characters know nobody except those within their respective volleyball team.

DAY 3 : TUG OF WAR

Pairing up...

TEAM 1 :

=> Yamaguchi (012), Tsukishima (011), Hinata (010), Kageyama (009), Yachi (006), Kiyoko (007), Tendou (032), Goshiki (033), Player 281, Player 67

Karasuno were in a bind.

After entering the lobby, the pink soldiers had announced that the next game would require building teams of 10. Naturally, people's first impression was relief, elated that whatever lied ahead, nobody would have to face alone. For Karasuno, the information hadn't been welcomed as positively. The upcoming game was a mystery, that much was true. But upon Tsukishima's observation, they had established that it was most likely going to require strength, given the events of the night before, and to say that Karasuno were at an advantage was far from the truth...

Two girls, four skinny men.

The collective glances that Karasuno shared indicated that everyone was aware of their predicament.

That's when a stranger showed up, his hair a flaming red.

"You!" He cheered, his chesire grin both off-putting and bright. "You're going to win this round, aren't you?"

The crows exchanged looks of confusion, the general consensus being to frown at the oddball before them. With him stood three more players; two with odd haircuts, one with a mean glare.

"Uh.. these guys? Are you sure, Tendou? They look pretty scrawny to me." Spoke one of the weird haircut havers— the one with raven hair.

Hinata— forever the optimist— spoke up first, crossing his arms over his chest with a not-so-intimidating scowl.

"Hey! We may be scrawny but that doesn't mean anything! We don't even know what kind of game we're playing next anyway!"

"The carrot tops right," said the other strange haircut haver— the man with choppy bangs. "We don't. So how can you be so sure they'll win?" He turned his scrutinizing gaze over to 'Tendou', who much to Karasuno's surprise, merely smirked in return.

"I can feel it."

If Karasuno weren't entirely weirded out by these four strangers before, now they most definitely were. Who was this guy? Was he some sort of clairvoyant? Perhaps a charlatan before signing up to these games? Whatever he was, it didn't seem to be welcomed by his three friends (?), who visibly cringed at his claims.

"Are you serious?" Spat the man with choppy bangs, his voice sharp with spite. "You're gonna pair up with a bunch of what are clearly rejects, just because your creepy sixth sense is telling you to? You do realise our lives are on the line, right?"

"Oh, come on!" Yelled another. It had been the first time he spoke since their arrival— the one with the mean eyes and hair like ash. "We don't have time for your guessing games, Tendou! First you go bapshit crazy during the bloodbath, and now you expect us to team up with a load of weak, scrawny high schoolers just because you feel like they're gonna win? You've seriously lost your mind."

Once again, Hinata was about to protest— ready to defend that he and his friends were in fact, not high schoolers— but the man with choppy bangs cut in before he could even open his mouth.

"Semi took the words right out of my mouth. Open your eyes for Christ sake. Look over there for example. Don't you think we'd have a better chance at winning if we teamed up with those guys?" Everyone collectively looked to where he was pointing, noticing a trio of men all tall and about twice as muscular. The sight was actually quite the punch in the gut.

Although, even if Karasuno watched on with envy, Tendou didn't seem all that convinced, his nose turned up defiantly, sighing before turning back to his three teammates.

"Listen, kids. If you don't wanna listen to me, that's your choice. Just know that you're making a very bad decision pairing up with those guys."

"Yeah? Well I guess we'll just have to find out, won't we?"

With that, both the man with choppy bangs and the one with the scary eyes turned on their heel. The third man however, remained exactly where he was.

Tendou rose an eyebrow.

"You not gonna follow them, squirt?"

The raven shook his head, a wobbly look of what seemed like confidence, plastered on his face.

"N-No. I trust your judgement."

Tendou hummed, a contemplative look on his face, only for that same chesire grin to split his features.

"Now that's a good decision~" Then, he turned to Karasuno, eyes bright, voice unwavering.

"Well then, friends. Are we in?"

=> PASSED.

TEAM 7 :

=> Kita (036), Atsumu (038), Osamu (039), Suna (040), Suguru (044), Player 55, Player 78, Player 120, Player 99, Player 79

Upon Kita's request, everyone scattered in order to bring back the strongest looking players they could find.

Suna was the first to spot someone, gaze narrowing on a lone man with green hair. He was a decent size, broad shoulders and toned arms indicating his physical prowess.

"You. You taken?"

Suna didn't bother with a polite greeting, seeing as this player was most likely going to become an enemy once this third game was over. His mindset was to not get close to anyone other than his current teammates and he vowed to stick to that. The player in question whipped his head around at the inquiry, his eyes blinking and mouth seemingly struggling to find his words.

Suna cocked his head, one eyebrow quirked inquisitively.

"Uh, no— I don't have anyone yet. Do you?"

Suna merely grunted, lazily tossing his thumb in the direction of the twins.

"Those two. And there's another guy with us, too— our leader. We're all useful so it's up to you if you wanna join."

His blunt words seemingly left the stranger reeling. However the longer he left Suna waiting, the more impatient he grew. He wanted nothing more than to get this interaction over with, hating the idea of having to pair up with complete strangers. It was a hindrance if you didn't know you could trust them. It could potentially ruin the team's harmony, and consequently put not only him, but his friends in danger. His eyes squinted at the prospect.

"Well?"

"Okay, sure— yes, I'm in."

"Great," he drawled without a hint of sincerity. Thus one recruit was added to the team.

The next one to find a new recruit was Atsumu, although his team's first impression wasn't exactly the warmest. For not only had he brought back someone that went against his captain's request— he was practically beaming with pride as he brandished them like a newly acquired, gold trophy.

"Atsumu. Care to explain?" Kita's voice was as cold as ice as he regarded the blonde with a frigid stare.

"Ya said to bring back strong players," he replied plainly, his demeanor unshakable even in face of his former captain's stern gaze.

"Then why is she here?"

Atsumu scowled.

It's true, Kita had specified to preferably only bring back men, just in case the rumors were true and the next game did indeed require strength. However, as Atsumu lurked around the lobby, he couldn't help but stop and stare when a particular woman caught his eye. She had been talking to another group of men, her jacket loose around her shoulders and dipping just below her shoulder blades and if it weren't for the current context, Atsumu would've felt pervy for staring at her for that long. With that being said, it was almost impossible not to— not with the way her back muscles flexed with her every moment, the promenant lines in her arms visible as she revealed them to the group of men, even from where Atsumu stood. She was perfect.

Perfect for the team, that is.

"Another group of guys rejected her so I nabbed her before anyone else could," he said, paying no mind to the way the girl glared at him for his poor choice of wording. "Go on, show 'em."

Elbowing her, Atsumu encouraged her to do the same as she had with the other team. And as she removed her jacket, revealing her broad shoulders and toned upper body, even Kita couldn't mask his surprise.

"Not bad, eh?"

Wincing as the girl jabbed him in the gut, chiding him for talking as though she were some sort of tool, Kita promptly coughed into his fist as he forcefully peeled his gaze away from the woman.

"Of course. I apologize for assumin'. Couldn't tell under yer jacket is all."

And with that, another member was added to the team.

=> PASSED.

TEAM 6 :

=> Aone (041), Futakuchi (042), Koganegawa (043), Shirabu (034), Semi (035), Player 176, Player 201, Player 304, Player 111, Player 98

After leaving Tendou and Goshiki behind, Shirabu and Semi wasted no time in joining the powerful-looking trio. Thankfully, they'd accepted them on the spot as they were missing exactly two players.

"I can't believe that guy. He's completely lost his mind," sneered Shirabu as he glared daggers at his senior from across the room. "Can't believe he'd just leave us for a bunch of strangers."

Beside him, Semi was also watching him, his eyebrows pinched for numerous reasons. The most obvious reason being his upperclassman. He couldn't understand why he did it. Did he seriously think he had a chance of winning with those guys? They didn't look like anything special to him. In fact, they looked like one of the weakest teams in the room. His mind ran other scenarios aswell, such as what if Tendou knew something they didn't? Was the next game not a matter of strength after all? And if so, how come he hadn't said anything to either him or Shirabu?

Or maybe, just maybe Shibaru was correct and Tendou truly had lost his mind. It wasn't that unfeasible considering the events of the night before. Regardless, his senior's final decision left a bitter aftertaste on Semi's tongue.

"Whatever," he sighed. "Let's just hope we all make it through to the next round. We can talk things out then."

=> ELIMINATED.

TEAM 4 :

=> Kuroo (021), Kenma (023), Lev (026), Bokuto (028), Oikawa (008), Iwaizumi (013), Terushima (045) Player 49, Player 295, Player 332

This team was founded relatively quickly. It started off with Kuroo, Kenma and Lev. Then came Oikawa and Iwaizumi, requesting that they join. Followed by Terushima. That meant that they only needed four more players to make a full team. To make things easier, they split into teams of two and decided to each bring back at least one person, save for Kuroo and Kenma who vouched to bring back two. The former being their appointed leader, asked that they choose their person wisely.

"Well?" began Kenma, eyes flitting around the monochrome room as he walked beside Kuroo. "Has anyone caught your eye yet?

"Actually, yeah. See that guy over there?"

As Kuroo came to a stop, Kenma looked over to where his friend was pointing, eyes landing on a lone man with two-toned hair. He had his back facing them but even from where Kenma stood, it was easy to tell just how built he was underneath his jersey, making him a potentially good asset indeed.

"We should probably talk to him first," Kenma suggested. "We don't know for sure if the next game will require strength so we should make sure he's got a minimum of wits, too."

Kuroo nodded. "Good idea."

The two of them began walking over to the player, satisfied that they had found a potential teammate so quickly. But the more Kuroo observed him, the more he couldn't help but notice something odd about him, something off that both piqued his curiosity, and elicited his concern. It was the fact that he wasn't walking, nor carrying himself with the same intent as the other players. Rather, this man seemed to have no intent at all.

His steps were languid, his head shifting from left to right like a child lost in a crowd. What was even more strange, was that whenever he stopped in front of another group of players, he made no move to try and speak to them. Rather, he would stop halfway through his approach, as though he wanted to say something but was unable to commit to the act. This particular characteristic made Kuroo weary at first, wondering if he had made a mistake on zeroing in on this particular player. But as the famous saying goes: one should never judge a book by its cover.

It took two attempts before Kuroo finally caught the stranger's attention. However as the latter shifted his body, granting the duo a full view of his appearance, Kuroo felt like disregarding that idiom completely.

Perhaps he should have judged this particular book by its cover.

Truth be told, he hadn't thought it was possible to look any more tired than him, or any other player from his team. Yet the man before him proved him to be sorely mistaken. It was almost criminal how much greyer he looked compared to the other players he'd had encountered so far; the promenant eyebags sitting beneath his vacant eyes a visible display of his fatigue. Not only that but they were bloodshot and swollen too, which made Kuroo wonder if he had been crying not so long ago.

These factors only made Kuroo worry more. If this man truly was as drained mentally as he appeared physically, then the team would have no use for him and would have to pass him up after all. But being the altruistic captain that he was (or would like to think he was), Kuroo decided to give the stranger the benefit of the doubt and masked his apprehensions behind a respectful smile.

"Hey there," he spoke, one hand raised in greeting. "Have you found a team yet? If not, my friend and I were wondering if you wanted to join ours."

As it had done before, Kuroo's question hung in the air for a little longer than he'd have liked, but he and Kenma tried not to the man's... lackadaisical demeanor throw them off, waiting patiently as the man slowly parted his lips.

"You and... your friend?"

"That's right," nodded Kuroo. "We probably should've introduced ourselves first." Clearing his throat, he motioned to both him and Kenma. "I'm Kuroo Tetsuro and this is Kozume Kenma, but you can just call him Kenma. He isn't fond on the whole last name thing. Right, Kyanma?"

"Please don't call me that."

The latter chuckled as Kenma pointedly rolled his eyes at his childhood friend's old nickname. Meanwhile, the nameless player remained unresponsive, his dim, amber eyes staring at the duo with an undecipherable look.

Kuroo swallowed.

Glancing down at Kenma, the captain internally cringed at the look painted on his face. He deduced that if his former setter's tight-lipped expression had a vocal translation, it would go something along the lines of: "this man is a total lost cause". Yet despite this presumption (which at this point was most likely correct), for some reason Kuroo simply didn't have the heart to turn his back on him on the stranger.

Had he been swayed by the pitiful look on this player's face? Maybe.

...Did it remind him of himself? Eerily so.

It was the same look that stared back at him through the mirror on the day of Yamamoto and Yaku's death. The same look of mental exhaustion, guilt and dread that would most likely still be plastered on his face if not for Kenma. It was his presence that had kept him grounded after everything they'd been through and Kuroo couldn't bare to imagine where he would be now if it weren't for him. Would he be as worse for wear as this guy? Or worse?

"You two seem close." He's roused from his bitter thoughts when the stranger suddenly spoke up after what must've been approaching a minute. After blinking away the rest of his musings, Kuroo replied the first thing that came to mind which in retrospect, probably sounded a bit more aloof than he'd meant to.

"Uh. Yeah. Guess we are."

"And you're sure you want to invite me?"

Kuroo cocked his head. "Sure, why wouldn't I be?"

Upon his inquiry, the player seemed to shrink him on himself, which was strange considering his large stature. "Wouldn't wanna hold you back." He muttered. And at this Kuroo couldn't help but feel that there was more weight behind that sentence that the man was letting on.

"Nah, 'course you won't," assured Kuroo, a playful smile on his face. "I mean look at you, you're practically bustin' out that jersey of yours." He joked, hoping his light-hearted tone would shift the somber atmosphere that had begun to loom over the trio.

"Ew. Are you flirting with him?" Shot Kenma, his nose wrinkling a tad. "I hope that's not how you plan on recruiting him. That's weird. Even for you, Kuroo."

Feigning hurt, Kuroo placed a hand over his chest before chiming "of course not!". Then as he glanced back at the stranger, worried that his and Kenma's antics may have made him ill at ease, he all but froze when he caught a glimpse of the beginning of a smile forming on the latter's lips.

"I'll join you. If that's still okay," he said, his hand scratching at the back of his neck.

"Of course. That's great news!" replied Kuroo, perhaps a tad too earnestly. Holding his hand out, he then added: Welcome to the team..."

"Bokuto Koutarou," he replied. The two men shook hands and "Bokuto" grinned. "I won't let you down."

The next person to find a new recruit was Oikawa. Although, he wasn't sure if the rest of his teammates would approve. He was told to bring back someone capable looking, perhaps someone strong, someone nimble, or someone brainy if he could somehow figure that out. But when coming across a lone girl sitting at the back of the room, her back pressed against the wall, he began getting second thoughts.

At first he had tried ignoring her presence, turning his body away from her, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to just leave her. He'd find himself gravitating towards her, cursing to himself when a heavy feeling settled in his chest whenever he saw her curl in on herself, knees hugged to her chest.

"You saw her too?" Came Iwaizumi's voice. Oikawa pursed his lips at the question, chocolate eyes never once leaving her form. She looked so small, backed into the corner of the completely white room, frowning as the other players walked past her without so much as a single glance.

"Do we leave her?" He murmured, partly to his friend, mostly to himself.

"I doubt the others would be happy if we brought her in," provided Iwa, his voice sounding somewhat regretful.

"What if nobody picks her?"

"Then I guess she's out."

Iwaizumi's response caused a sharp inhale to ripple through Oikawa's chest. Was it worth the risk? Taken her in? All things considered, it wasn't as though they were entirely sure the next game would require strength. For all they knew the next game could be a jungle gym, in which being too heavy could cause a disadvantage.

Who knows... Maybe being petite would come in handy...

"I'll be living with a guilty conscience if we make it and she doesn't," Oikawa spoke firmly. At this point he knew he was simply making up excuses but it was just too cruel to abandon her. He cursed himself for being so soft and to be frank, part of him hoped Iwaizumi would be the one to talk some sense into him. To tell him he was acting reckless by taking such a big risk. Alas, what he responded was quite the opposite and Oikawa of all people should've known from his high school years that Iwaizumi would never turn his back on someone in need.

"I mean, a little bit of chivalry in this hell hole couldn't hurt, right?"

"We'll find out if it does, won't we?"

With this, the two men exchanged a glance, both knowing what their next course of action would entail.

As they walked over to where the girl was sitting, Oikawa crouched down, smiling softly as she cautiously lifted her head.

"Morning, miss. What do you say you join our team?"

=> PASSED.

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Acne Cures on a budget (revamped)

Acne is a very tricky subject that millions of people struggle with- sometimes for their entire lives. If you have struggled yourself I’m sure you’re aware that there is no cure-all for acne, but there may be some methods for healing the skin that you haven’t heard yet so I’m going to share everything I know with you just in case. First, the basics:

1. Drink plenty of water and eat healthy foods. This is just a given. If you want to feel comfortable in your skin you may have to make some lifestyle changes. that Includes getting regular exercise and sunlight. 2. Recognize the fact that your skin is an organ. Like any organ it has an ecosystem of healthy bacteria that ought to be treated with care- much like a garden. It will need different things on different days, and in order to reach it’s fullest potential, the gardener (that’s you) will need to pay close attention to it.

3. Be aware that pimples are infected pores which are attempting to heal themselves. The puss inside of them is a soup of white blood cells which are trying to repair the skin for some reason. Finding the root cause of the infection before treatment is ideal.

A few common acne culprits: Your acne could be hormonal, it could be caused by allergies (ex: food allergies, detergent allergies), or your skin may be getting bacterial infections from unsanitary surfaces or poor air quality.

Now to get into the technical stuff:

~If your skin is hurting, red, swollen, try putting down harsh chemicals like Niacinamide and Retinol, and try something calming like rosehip oil or aloe vera.

Amaranthus oil, tea tree oil, rapeseed oil, rosewater, and witch hazel are all examples of gentle things that are amazing for the skin. I know natural skin healers can be very expensive, but if you can’t afford them don’t hesitate to steel them from your local, unethical corporate store. If you need tips on s***lifting, try visiting this Reddit community at https://www.reddit.com/r/IllegalLifeProTips/

~Rinse your face with cool or cold water every time you wash it. This seals up your pores and prevents dirt and bacteria from entering them.

~Make sure that the things that touch your face every day are clean. Make sure that the cloths and towels that you use on your face are clean. Disinfect face tools regularly and use hot water on wash cloths to kill bacteria between washes. Clean your glasses. Change your sheets and pillow cases frequently. In addition, avoid touching your face constantly with your hands as well as your hair, and keep your hands and hair clean.

~⚠️Don’t pick your face! Pimples are like Petri dishes full of puss and bacteria and when you pop them you are just spreading the ickiness around to the rest of your face. In addition to that, every time you pop a pimple you are damaging the barrier of your skin, which not only can cause scarring and dark spots, but it can leave your skin vulnerable to bad bacteria and cause further breakouts. For these reasons, you should only pop a zit as a last resort.

~Popping: If you have very stubborn acne and insist on popping anyway, go to an aesthetician if you have the privilege to do so

If you can not see an aesthetician, try this method for safe pimple popping:

Wash the affected area with hot water and a mild soap. Pop the pimple making sure you get EVERYTHING out of it, wash it again with extra hot water, dry it with something clean. Then, apply lots of pressure to the popped pimple so that it doesn't get the chance to “refill” itself (use a q-tip if you have one for at least 30 seconds to 5 minutes depending on how big the pimple is). Next, put some rubbing alcohol, and some diluted tea tree oil on the pimple and cover it with the sticky part of a band-aid. Leave the band-aid on until you are certain that it will not grow back.

~🛑 Stop using all of those skincare products. Obviously if they worked, you wouldn't even be reading this. Using certain products (especially the harsher ones) can cause allergic reactions and sometimes dry out your skin, which can trigger your skin to produce extra oil to overcompensate, which leads to acne. They also tend to eat away at you financially. Break the vicious cycle. Try tossing all of your products and use a mild soap and simple moisturizer for a few weeks before starting anything new again.

If you insist on using acne products then follow this important rule. 🚨 🚨 Do not use multiple products within the same 3 weeks. Doing this makes it impossible to figure out which products could be helping or causing further damage to your skin.

~Know that many skin care products do have valuable substances, but they use fillers and fragrances that can ruin your skin. Try looking at the ingredients in your skin care products, researching the individual components, and purchasing said components individually. Ex: instead of buying an ‘aloe infused moisturizer’, try purchasing real aloe vera gel- or better yet buy an aloe vera plant- and use that ingredient as you see fit. It can be more cost effective, better for the environment, and a good learning experience.

~Avoid wearing foundation and concealer. Of course it is tempting to cover acne with makeup, but your makeup can add fuel to the fire by clogging pores and spreading bad bacteria

~If you are applying makeup to the face, make sure that you are regularly cleaning your brushes and disinfecting your pallets. Dirty makeup supplies don’t just contribute to acne, they can cause gnarly infections in sensitive areas (like the eyes) and send you to the hospital.

Now here are some advanced methods for healing the skin. Feel free to alter them so that they suit your specific needs:

🧖🏾‍♀️The Steam Method:

If you suspect that your soap is a culprit, or you just want to try something new, replace your morning cleansing routine with this (give skin 2 weeks time to purge before deciding whether or not this works for you). Get a light oil, preferably rosehip or coconut, and rub it on your face very well for at least 30 seconds. Then, take a clean washcloth and submerge it in the hottest water you can take. Take the washcloth and firmly press it against the entire surface of your face until it cools. Use the cloth to remove all the oil you can manage.

🧖🏼‍♀️The other Steam Method:

Get a pot and boil water in it. Put your face over the boiling water (not too close lol) and let the steam open up your pores for 5-10 minutes. After you are done, use a clean, damp washcloth to wipe your face. Then get an ice cube or cold water and put it all over your face to seal your pores back up. Personally I like putting tea in the water sometimes. Peppermint tea and green tea are great.

🩹 Bandaging:

Now this might sound ridiculous, but I have learned that putting bandages/band-aids onto your face at night can make a world of difference when it comes to acne and hyperpigmentation. My personal method is this: each night after I steam and wash my face, I put tiny bit of rubbing alcohol onto each pimple. I then wash and sanitize my hands with rubbing alcohol, apply diluted tea tree oil to each problem area on my face, and then take an ordinary cloth bandage and cover every zit that I can find. After each zit is covered, I apply moisturizer and serums to the rest of the face as I normally would. Change bandages frequently (1-3 times a day depending on how oily your skin is), and leave them on the affected area until swelling has gone down. Repeat the process as many times as you’d like.

Usually normal bandaids are fine, but at times when my acne flares up badly I will go so far as to use gauze on large areas of my face. The cloth absorbs any oil that your skin secrets while protecting it from bacteria and sweat all night long, and the bandage seals in the tea tree oil so that it can penetrate your pores. I have noticed that the sticky part of a bandaid does the best job at diffusing large pimples as opposed to the white cloth part which is best for blackheads.

~If all else fails and you have done your best to cure acne at home, consider talking to a doctor if you have that option. 🥼 They may try to prescribe an acne medication, but these options tend to be extremely expensive and hard on your organs. Ask them if you can try a prescribed antibiotic supplement first.

Last but certainly not least: Sit with the fact that picture perfect skin is not healthy skin. As mentioned earlier, your skin is an organ. And it’s job is merely to protect your insides- not to get you onto the cover of a magazine. Your skin is not meant to look like the porcelain on a doll.

💊💊💊💊💊And that is it! wow that was a long post. I hope this can help at least one person out there with their skin troubles because this took forever

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bluegoesbloop · 3 years

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Dream SMP Fic Recs Masterlist

Masterpost

Works: 43

IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: None of these fics have been written by me and some may include potentially triggering topics. I have done my best to include all necessary extra information, but if I have missed something please let me know. Also, some of these works are written about topics that are problematic, for example: underage, shipping real life people, step siblings, etc. Please remember that these are all works of fiction and most of these ‘problematic fics’ are written and read as a way to cope with trauma, or to purge oneself of a hyperfixation, so use your own judgement when clicking on them, and do not send hate to either the authors or me. I have included some of these writings in the lists to help other people who may be looking for a safe outlet for their thoughts, if you do not like it please just skip over it.

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¿Tu idioma o el mio? (your language or mine)

KARLNAPITY [KARL JACOBS/SAPNAP/QUACKITY]

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 3,709 words, 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: written in english

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

Begonias

DREAMNOTFOUND [DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND]

@/sleepygurl - ao3 - 41,090 words - 39/39 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: mild smut, hanahaki disease

Why are you so sad kid (well the fact is)

TOMMYINNIT!CENTRIC [GEN]

@HaloRocks1214 - ao3 - 13,068 words, 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: child abuse, bad motherinnit, bad fatherinnit, irl fic

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

accelerate

DREAMNOTFOUND [DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND]

@/honkdaddyy @/isntitcrazy - ao3 - 15,317 words - 2/2 chapter(s) [ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: smut, street racing au, street racer!dream, flag boy!George

dichotomy

GEORGEBUR [GEORGENOTFOUND/WILBUR SOOT] @/wallopi - ao3 - 10,488 words - 1/1 chapter(s) [ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: angel!wilbur, fallen angel/demon!george

share your ghosts with your friends

WILBUR SOOT & TOMMYINNIT & TECHNOBLADE & TUBBO @/itisjosh - ao3 - 1,030 words - 1/1 chapter(s) [ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: ghost hunter!wilbur, skeptic!technoblade, ghost!tommy, ghost!tubbo

find a formula to cure me

WILBUR!CENTRIC

@/WOOanao3user - ao3 - 4,334 words - 2/2 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: depression, wilbur pov

chaton

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/anonymous - ao3 - 4,721 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: smut, George in a skirt, George wearing cat ears]

DOWN

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/yourwishlist - ao3 - 46, 490 words - 12/12 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Street racing AU

and i'm lonely (there i said it)

TOMMYINNIT!CENTRIC [GEN]

@/ghostbandaids - ao3 - 8,623 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: self harm, self hatred, depression, happy ending

pretty boy privileges™

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 2153 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: gogy's pretty privilege

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

wanna dance in socks around you DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/GenOfEve - ao3 - 7,472 words - 2/2 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: smut, George in a skirt

I was made for loving you

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/xshittylialife - ao3 - 6,606 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: soulmate au

business and pleasure

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

@/cameronld - ao3 - 14,161 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: smut, office au, plot twist at the end

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

bring your son to war day

TOMMY & RANBOO

@/ Sunshine_3 - ao3 - 51, 897 words - 14/14 chapters

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: child!ranboo, accidental baby acquisition

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

the more you know the less you see

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 17,663 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

RANBOO!CENTRIC

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: eating disorder, abusive parents, gaslighting, stockholm syndrome, child neglect

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

It’s not kidnapping it’s just adoption (that’s how it works, right?) [gen]

@/SolivagantStories - ao3 - 1,719 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

BADBOYHALO & SKEPPY & SAPNAP

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: accidental baby acquisition

candles [dreamnap]

@/benevolent_bear - ao3 - 2,853 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

DREAM/SAPNAP

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: hurt/comfort, sad sapnap

Holy Word [karlnap]

@snapcaps - ao3 - 6,094 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

KARL JACOBS/SAPNAP

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: smut, under-negotiated kink, age regression, age play

The Dream Doll [dnf]

@/PeppDream - ao3 - 26,103 words - 10/10 chapter(s)

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Dream is cursed to turn into a doll each day

you could buy my silence (if you've got none to lose) [platonic tombur]

@/Drhair76 - ao3 - 7,116 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

TOMMYINNIT/WILBUR SOOT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: platonic soulmates

Two sides of the same ghostly coin

@/itisjosh - ao3 - 1,740 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

QUACKITY & JSCHLATT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: ghost!schlatt

Polaroid angel [dnf]

@/gothxclaudia - ao3 - 46,332 words - 40/40 chapter(s)

Dream/GeorgeNotFound

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: model!George, photographer!dream, drug addiction, alcohol addiction, mental health issues, smut

you can put your dukes down, stringbean

@/honeytv - ao3 - 33,529 words - 20/20 chapter(s)

SBI, TOMMY & TUBBO

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: au - superheroes, vigilantes

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

take this compass, follow it home [sbi] @/lightning_anon - ao3 - 49,689 words - 12/12 chapter(s) SBI FAMILY [ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: it gets worse before it gets better, sbi foster family ✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

late night strawberry frutopia [dnf]

@/joylight - ao3 - 19,962 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

DREAM/GEORGENOTFOUND

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Strangers to Friends to Lovers, uses dream's real name

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

The art and (mine)craft of war [gen]

@/bluesandbirds - ao3 - 4,271 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

TECHNOBLADE & TOMMYINNIT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: sbi family

Bye Bye Rosie Off You Go to Birmingham Via Great Western [gen]

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 3,159 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

DREAM & GEORGENOTFOUND

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: colourblindness, light angst

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

The sound the sea makes [gen]

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 3,384 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

TOMMYINNIT & WILBUR SOOT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Tommy has low blood pressure

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

What did you mean when you said forever, when you implied eternity [xnf]

@/Laii - ao3 - 7,174 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

DreamXD/GeorgeNotFound

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: dream is not dream xd

Catch me if you can

@/anonymous - ao3 - 64,146 words - 43/43 chapter(s)

DREAM/TOMMYINNIT + TECHNOBLADE/TUBBO

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: general!techno, bounty hunter!dream, aged up!Tommy, aged up!Tubbo

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

Guilt [tombur]

@/greyality - ao3 - 11,071 words - 6/6 chapter(s)

TOMMYINNIT/WILBUR SOOT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: soulmates, no smut

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

I’m tired of living alone (yeah!!) [gen]

@/acatalepsy - ao3 - 4523 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

TOMMY & WILBUR SOOT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: panic attack, asthma attack

Boys will be bugs [gen]

@/ThatRingsABelle - ao3 - 19,647 words - 15/15 chapter(s)

TOMMY!CENTRIC

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: powers, bodyswap

Homestay [georgebur]

@/petric0re - ao3 - 5,157 words - 4/4 chapter(s)

WILBUR SOOT/GEORGENOTFOUND

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: friends to lovers, miscommunication

One Step Backwards [gen]

@/MollyPollyKins, @/tenella - ao3 - 10,377 words - 2/2 chapter(s)

TOMMY!CENTRIC

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: phantommy

There’s a room where the light won’t find us (hold my hand please) [gen]

@/seeds - ao3 - 2,502 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

TOMMY & DREAM

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Tommy and dream are siblings, dream is a good guy

✰ PERSONAL FAVOURITE

Ghost hunting [gen]

@/itisjosh - ao3 - 1,250 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

WILBUR SOOT & TOMMYINNIT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: ghost!tommy

Fell in love with the feeling of being cared for [gen]

@/promkingx - ao3 - 1,211 words - 1/1 chapter(s)

WILBUR SOOT & TOMMYINNIT

[ADDITIONAL INFORMATION]: Tommy has arachnophobia

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watchyourbluesturngolden · 3 years

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I’ll never stop loving you

Ok, so, this is very heavy. This piece is about eating disorders. As always, this is only about my personal experience. This is probably very triggering, so I don’t recommend reading if you think this will be upsetting.

This was not easy for me to write. I kind of just started writing one day when I was feeling really bad about myself and then it just kept getting longer. I decided to post it because I know there have to be some other people out there who have these same feelings, and I want to help them feel less alone.

warnings: eating disorders, calorie counting, insecurity, hospitals/medical stuff

word count: 4.9k

Y/N held back a sigh as she unlocked her phone. She glanced up to make sure Harry's back was still turned before she opened her calorie counting app and entered the apple she had eaten earlier.

95 calories. That wasn't really so bad. Well... she battled with her thoughts a bit. No, it was fine. If she didn't eat anything else this evening, besides the pasta he was making, that would bring her to just below 500 calories for the day. Perfect. Y/N's relationship with food was... complicated. She had been overweight as a child, and even now she really struggled to keep from gaining weight. At her last doctor's appointment she had been told to try exercising and eating more greens. She desperately wanted to lose weight, but she also had a very hard time staying away from junk food.

There had been more than one occasion where she's snuck to the kitchen after she was sure Harry was asleep and eaten everything she could get her hands on. She always felt terrible afterwards. She was physically in pain, but the worst part was how ashamed she was. She often sat on the kitchen floor, crying and wondering what to do. She hadn't resorted to purging, but honestly that was only because she couldn't make it work. She had tried. Several times. She wasn't sure if it was physical or psychological, but she just couldn't. So, most of the time, she just restricted.

It had been easy when Y/N started, but since she started dating Harry 8 months ago, it was much harder to keep this secret. It was manageable since they didn't live together, but he was very perceptive and asked her several times a day if she was hungry or if she had eaten. She had gotten very good at lying.

A simple "not really, I actually ate just before you got here," or a "yes, I finished the pizza we made" was enough to satisfy his questions. She could rattle off these answers without missing a beat. Luckily, he never noticed how much food got thrown in the garbage. Every so often, she could tell he was suspicious. That's why she always made sure to let him see her eating at least once a week.

Even though she was essentially starving herself, Y/N wasn't seeing any results. She had actually gained a pound in the last month. After she saw this, she didn't eat anything for almost 3 whole days. Harry had been away on business, so he didn't see when she nearly collapsed in the shower. He didn't hear her crying at night because she felt so hopeless. She hid it all from him.

She had only felt more determined to lose weight since that incident.

"So, I was thinking we'd watch a movie tonight while we eat. Maybe a Christmas one?" Harry pulled her out of her thoughts, turning away from the stove. She quickly closed the app and smiled up at him.

"Sure, I'll go pick one out," She said, getting up from the table, taking her phone with her.

Harry was a little confused. She usually had no problem with him looking at her phone; they often used each other's interchangeably. They knew each other's passwords and their fingers could unlock the other's phone. Lately, though, she would quickly turn off her screen whenever he looked in her direction. He trusted her completely, but he knew something was going on.

Y/N was searching through the list of Christmas movies on Netflix. She loved watching them, but they were so upsetting at the same time. The main character was always so skinny, so effortlessly beautiful. Of course she knew it wasn't real, but... still. She knew she would probably never look like that.

Y/N finally picked one. It looked incredibly cheesy, so hopefully she could focus on that instead of how skinny the main character was.

She made sure her calorie counting app was cleared from her recent apps and went back to the kitchen. She grabbed two plates, already worried Harry would try to dish her food up for her. Luckily he moved away to wash his hands. She used that time to scoop the smallest amount she could (without causing suspicion) onto her plate. She spread it out as much as possible and took a rather large serving of green beans to make her plate look full.

He turned back around, frowning slightly.

"That's not very much, love. If you don't like my cooking you can just tell me," He joked.

"No, you're an excellent chef. I just had a big lunch," she smiled, lying right to his face without a second thought.

"Alright, if you say so. Shall we start our movie?"

"We shall," Y/N laughed, copying his formal tone.

He smiled as she walked toward the couch. He absolutely adored her, even though she had a hard time appreciating herself. She had never said anything to him, but he could see it on her face when she spent long amounts of time in front of the mirror, inspecting her appearance from every angle. He couldn't figure out why she felt this way. She was absolutely gorgeous. He didn't want to bring it up until she did, not wanting to push her to talk about anything she wasn't ready to talk about.

Harry started the movie, settling into the couch. About halfway through, Y/N got up to put her plate away and use the bathroom. Harry noticed she took her phone with her again.

While she was in the bathroom, Y/N quickly opened her calorie app. She estimated how much she had eaten, then added an extra 1/2 cup just to make sure. Her daily total was... 511 calories. She nearly let out a sob. Tears started forming in her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away. She could 𝘯𝘰𝘵 let Harry see her crying. He was so attentive and loving, and would stop everything to find out what was wrong. She closed the app and splashed some water on her face. Luckily, it was dark in the living room and there would probably be a sad part of the movie she could blame her puffy eyes on.

She stepped back out into the living room, avoiding Harry's eyes as she sat down. She pretended not to notice his concerned look as she started the movie again.

Sure enough, about 10 minutes later came the sad scene. The main character was breaking up with her perfect boyfriend, because "they just didn't work". Even though it was very cheesy and Y/N knew they would get back together before the movie ended, she couldn't help but get emotional. All the stress of undereating, recording every bite of food she ate, lying to Harry, and eating more than she planned today was building up. She was just so overwhelmed. She couldn't help when the tears started rolling down her face. Harry didn't notice until he heard her sniffling.

"Oh, love, it’s ok! Don't cry, they'll get back together soon, you know they will," He soothed, moving closer and putting his arm around her.

Y/N couldn't say anything, but Harry being so close just made her feel worse. She felt too big. She felt like she didn't deserve to have such a loving boyfriend.

"I know, I know, I don't know why I'm so emotional today, I'm sorry," She said, wiping her eyes.

"Why are you sorry? It’s alright if it gets your heart a little. I just hate to see you so sad," He said, rubbing circles on her shoulder with his thumb.

Having Harry so close, telling her how much he cared about her, was even more overwhelming. Nevertheless, she tried to keep her tears in so he wouldn't ask any more questions. She managed to hold off, promising herself she could cry to her heart's content once he went home for the night.

Once the movie ended, Harry moved his arm and kissed her hand.

"Feeling better now? I told you there'd be a happy ending," He smiled sweetly.

"Yes, much. You were right," She grinned, which quickly turned into a yawn. Harry checked his phone.

"Oh, it’s way later than I thought. I better get home, let you get some sleep." He stood up from the couch, stretching. Y/N stood too, walking with him to the door.

After putting his coat and shoes on, Harry gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"I'll text you when I get home. Goodnight, Y/N, love you," he said, smiling.

Y/N blushed. "Love you too, babe."

She was already feeling worse as she watched him drive away. she opened her calorie app, staring at the numbers. 511. How could she have done this? 511 calories. She felt miserable. She got into her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Against her better judgement, Y/N started thinking about her relationship with Harry. What would happen when Harry wanted to... take it further physically? She could barely handle seeing her own body in the mirror without breaking down, how would she let someone else see her?

Harry was a good guy, she knew he was. She knew he wouldn't pressure her to do anything she wasn't ready for. But... that really wasn't fair for him. It was unrealistic to expect him to wait forever and, what, never have sex again? She very much doubted he would be ok with that.

The more she thought about it, the worse she felt. Soon, the tears were rolling down her cheeks again. She did nothing to stop them.

A few minutes later, her phone dinged. She picked it up and saw it was from Harry.

"Got home safe. Love you darling, sleep well<3 "

She texted back, "Love you too, talk tomorrow :)"

She shut off her phone, not wanting to see his reply that would probably be very sweet and would make her feel worse.

She laid in bed for hours, feeling miserable and wondering what she was going to do, before she finally fell into a deep sleep. 3 days later (she didn't sleep for 3 days I just didn't know how to make this time skip haha) She startled awake after a very unpleasant nightmare. She dreamed she had finally agreed to be intimate with Harry, but at soon as he had taken her shirt off he started laughing. He broke up with her right then and there, telling her no one would ever want to be with her.

She hugged her pillow, checking her phone. it was 4 A.M. Great. Now she could either try and fall back asleep or give up and sit on her phone until the sun came up.

She chose the latter. She swiped away the text from Harry before opening tumblr and scrolling through her feed. Pictures of skeletal girls wearing fishnets, high waisted shorts, dresses, whatever they wanted, flashed across her screen. Y/N decided to continue fasting until the end of the week, then decrease her intake to 300 calories per day. She wasn't making progress at 500, so this had to work. It had to. She didn't have anything else to try. She was already doing yoga for weight loss 2 hours every day and eating next to nothing. This was her last option. She rolled out of bed when the sun started coming up and walked to the bathroom, weighing herself. She sighed, seeing she had only gone down 0.2 pounds. Better than gaining, she thought.

She changed into leggings and a sweater and rolled out her yoga mat. Y/N found her weight loss yoga series and stretched. She usually did every episode 4 times, just to make sure she was getting the full benefits.

On her second time starting over, she nearly fainted when get got up from the downward dog. She swayed on her feet, quickly getting down on the floor so she wouldn't fall. She laid there until she felt better, then slowly stood up. She sunk into the couch, deciding to be done with yoga for the day. She was exhausted, and she thought she might really pass out if she kept going.

Her phone dinged and she picked it up, seeing it was from Harry.

"Good morning love:) The sky's supposed to be clear tonight, want to come over and stargaze?"

Y/N smiled. He knew how much she loved the stars.

"Of course! I'll come over around 8?"

"Sounds good, see you then:)"

As long as he didn't try to offer her any food, everything would be fine. This would work. She could just tell him she finished the pasta he made so he wouldn't try to give her supper. Perfect. Y/N pulled one of Harry's hoodies out of her closet, slipping it over her jeans. She loved wearing his clothes. it made her feel small and safe and loved. She scooped the rest of the pasta into the garbage, only feeling a little bad for wasting the food.

She got into her car and plugged her phone into the car speakers, starting Harry's album. She had been playing it on repeat since it came out. The music was already incredible, but what made it even better was knowing it was about her. Harry clearly felt Y/N was amazing, which was hard for her to process. How could someone who looked like that be in love with her? It didn't seem real.

By the time she got to the third song, Y/N was almost at Harry's house. She pulled into his driveway and unplugged her phone, giving herself a minute to take a breath. Everything would be fine. She would tell him she had eaten the pasta and he would believe her. Everything would work out.

She turned off the car, walking up the path to Harry's door. He opened it before she even knocked, beaming and pulling her into a hug.

"I missed you, love," He said, squeezing her tighter.

"Harry, I saw you 3 days ago," She laughed.

"Yeah, well, that's way too long," He shook his head, pulling away from her a bit. "Did you eat? I can find something quick before we get out there-"

Y/N quickly cut him off. "No, I'm good, I finished the pasta you made. How does your food still taste amazing, even days after?"

"I dunno, I guess I'm just magical," He laughed.

He led her out to the back porch, gesturing at the ladder.

"I figured we'd sit up on the roof. There's a better view, and... it's more private," He smiled.

Y/N pretended she didn't know what he was implying.

"Sounds good!" She began to climb up the ladder. Suddenly, she didn't feel so well. She was dizzy and black spots were appearing in the corners of her eyes. "No, no, no," She thought desperately. "Not again! Just focus, one rung at a time, you can do it."

Luckily, she got to the top and made it onto the roof safely. She sat on the slightly tilted surface, putting her head between her knees.

Harry's head popped up from the edge of the roof, looking very worried. He rushed over, putting his arm around her.

"Y/N, are you ok? You don't look so good," He said nervously.

"I'm fine, I'm just..." Y/N tried to think of what to tell him. She couldn't exactly say "I'm dizzy because I haven't eaten in 3 days" because she had already lied about eating supper. "I'm not a fan of heights."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, why didn't you tell me? We didn't have to come up here!" He looked like he felt terrible, but Y/N was quick to reassure him.

"No, it's totally fine, I thought I could handle it a little better. I'm ok, maybe just... don't move your arm?" She moved closer into his side. While she felt self conscious with him so close, she really did feel dizzy and worried she might fall if he moved away. She was also freezing cold, despite the warm air, so she liked having his extra warmth.

"Of course I won't." They sat in silence for a few minutes before Harry spoke again.

"If... if you're feeling alright now, I'd suggest looking up," He said. She could hear the smile in his voice as she lifted her head.

"Oh... it's... beautiful," She whispered.

She had never seen such a clear sky. Billions of stars shone brightly, which was weird since there was usually too much light around to see them. That's when Y/N noticed it was a lot darker than normal.

"Harry, where are all the street lights?"

He blushed, looking down.

"I wanted you to be able to see the stars better, so I got the electrician to turn them off for a few hours. He's an old family friend," Harry explained. "He said he had no problem helping me woo a pretty girl."

Now it was Y/N who was blushing.

"Well, it worked. I am very... woo'd," She said. They both laughed before looking back up at the twinkling sky.

"Oh look, there's... that one constellation!"

Y/N laughed. "Brilliant, Harry, that ONE constellation."

He smiled. "No, no, it's... I can't think of the name! it's one of my favorites. it's the one shaped like a W. The one that's a queen, sitting on her throne. This'll drive me crazy if I don't remember it." He reached for his phone, hand patting his empty pocket. "Oh, must've left it in the house. Mind if I use yours?"

Harry didn't miss the split second of panic that crossed her face. He didn't know that she was frantically wondering if her calorie counting app was still open. She knew she couldn't say no without looking very suspicious, so she faked a smile and handed it over.

Thankfully, he didn't even open her recent apps. He just clicked on the safari icon and typed quickly.

"That's it! Cassiopeia! The beautiful queen on her throne," He said, handing her phone back to her. "Anyways, I think of you when I see that constellation."

Y/N smiled. "You see me as a beautiful queen?"

"Obviously, I do," He said, kissing her cheek.

For the first time, Y/N didn't feel embarrassed to be in his arms. He had always told her he loved her, but comparing her to a literal queen? A queen made out of stars? That was different.

Y/N was so happy that she didn't mind when Harry's lips lingered on her cheek, then moved to her jaw. They had never done anything except cuddling, so this was all new to her. She leaned into him, getting lost in the sensations.

Then she started thinking. She realized where this was going as his lips migrated down her neck. Though she was really enjoying this, she started panicking when she thought about what would happen next.

Her breathing and pulse sped up. Harry smiled into her neck, thinking it was just her reaction to his touch. Then she was pulling away, or rather, pushing him away.

"Stop, stop, I want to stop!"

He snapped his head up, backing away and holding his hands in the air to show her he wasn't going to do anything.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I should have asked you before I..." he was also breathing heavily. He knew she was inexperienced and was very nervous to try anything new.

Y/N felt tears springing to her eyes.

"I- I have to go," She said, swiping at the tears on her face.

"Wait, Y/N!"

She was already climbing down the ladder. As soon as she got down, she ran through his house and to her car. Harry was right on her heels.

Y/N started her car and drove away as fast as she could. She felt bad because she knew Harry was beating himself up right now, thinking he was the reason she freaked out. She just didn't know what to do. She couldn't explain why she had pushed him away without going into... everything. She couldn't tell him the reason she pushed him away was because she hated her body so much it physically hurt. He would just tell her she was beautiful, and then he would probably figure out she wasn't eating enough. He would force her to recover. And... she couldn't do that until she was skinny.

She pulled into her driveway, running inside. Before she had even gotten up to her room, she heard Harry pounding on her door.

"Y/N, open the door!" More pounding. "Y/N, I need to know you're ok! Please, you don't even have to let me in, just... text me or something to let me know you're ok! Please!" He kept pounding on the door.

Y/N crept up the stairs, ignoring his pleas. She felt awful, but she couldn't do anything. He kept pounding and yelling and she got worried someone would call the police, so she pulled out her phone, sending him a quick text. "i'm fine."

Then she shut her phone off, jumped in the shower, and cried.

By the time she got out, she didn't hear any more noises. She checked her phone, eyes widening when she saw the 27 missed calls and dozens of texts from Harry.

Her phone started ringing again, but she immediately declined the call when she saw Harry's smile light up her screen. She hoped he would get the message. She silenced her phone, settling into her bed and drifting to sleep.

The next day, Y/N startled awake to more banging sounds. She sat up, leaning over to look out her window. There he was, pounding his fists on her side door. "Well," she thought, "At least there's less chance someone will call the cops on him."

She heard faint yelling and knew she had to do something. He probably wouldn't leave, at least not until she actually asked him to. It was nearly 3 P.M., and she guessed he had been there all day, if not all night.

She swung her legs over the side of bed, but a wave of nausea and dizziness hit her as soon as she stood. She took a moment to steady herself before stepping out into the hallway.

Y/N held the railing with an iron grip as she slowly climbed down the stairs. Black spots began to swim in her vision and she felt even worse than before. Then the room spun around her and she fell.

Harry's p.o.v. He stopped pounding on the door for a minute to call her again. His phone rang for a while, so at least she wasn't just declining his calls.

Which... was actually worse. What if she wasn't ok? What if she was hurt, or worse? He knew she hadn't left, he had stayed outside her door all night.

Right before he started knocking again, he heard it. A very loud crashing sound. It sounded like something had fallen down the stairs.

His eyes drifted to the window and he pressed his face against the glass. His view was distorted through the sheer curtain, but he could make out something on the floor at the bottom of the stairs.

He focused his eyes and gasped when he realized it was Y/N, lying in a heap. He ran back to the door, trying again to open it. When it didn't budge, he went to the front and back doors, trying the same. Finally, he decided what he had to do. Harry ran to the back door so no one on the street would see him and picked up a shovel lying in the garden. He took a deep breath, steadying himself, and rammed it into the glass. He rotated the shovel around, clearing all the shards before he climbed through the hole.

He ran over to Y/N, dropping to his knees and feeling for a pulse on her neck. He nearly sobbed when he felt her heart beating, though it felt pretty weak. He yanked his phone out of his pocket and dialed 911.

Harry had been sitting in the waiting room for a few hours when the doctor approached him.

"Mr. Styles?"

Harry stood up quickly.

"How is she?"

She's doing fine now. But..." He didn't seem to want to tell Harry something. "Mr. Styles, she is extremely malnourished. She fell down the stairs, you said? It seems the reason for this is because she lost consciousness, because her blood sugar was so low. We usually only see levels like this in people with diabetes."

"She's... she not diabetic, though," Harry said, confused. "And what do you mean by malnourished? I see her eat all the time." He said, voice faltering a bit.

"From her labs and scans, it would seem she hasn't eaten in several days, maybe a week. She also shows signs of chronic undernourishment, which means she's been eating less than her body needs for a while now. She is extremely dehydrated, and her electrolytes are very imbalanced."

"But- how could she- I mean, she doesn't-" Harry couldn't seem to collect his thoughts. "Can I see her?"

"You can. She's not awake, but I'll take you to her room," He said, leading Harry towards her room.

Harry's eyes teared up when he saw Y/N in the bed. She was connected to several machines, and a nurse explained that they were getting her nutrients up and keeping her hydrated. She looked so fragile.

Harry fell into the chair by her bed, clasping her small hand in both of his.

"Was she- I mean- was she... starving herself?" Harry's voice broke as he spoke to the nurse.

She offered a sympathetic look.

"It appears so, yes."

"What can I do? how can I fix this?"

"Mr. Styles-"

"Harry."

"Harry, you're doing everything you can. We've got her, physically. all you have to do is love her and support her.

"Right," Harry said, looking down. "Thank you."

The nurse left the room, leaving the two alone. Harry stared into her face, silently willing her to wake up. She had to wake up. This was all his fault. He must've done something that upset her so much she stopped eating. He thought back to last night on the roof when she had pushed him away. Had she felt like this the whole time? Had she felt so unhappy in their relationship that she was slowly killing herself?

Y/N's p.o.v.

When Y/N woke up, she was in her bed. No, wait, not her bed. A hospital bed? She looked around, confused.

She saw Harry, asleep in the chair next to her. She tried to say his name, but she couldn't get out more than a hoarse whisper.

She looked around, searching for something to get his attention with. She settled on the empty plastic cup next to her, throwing it and hitting him in the shoulder. He jerked awake, eyes darting around until they landed on her. Relief flooded his face as he moved his chair closer.

"Y/N, you have no idea how worried I was about you," Harry said in a soft voice. Tears pooled in her eyes as she grasped his hand.

"I'm so sorry," She whispered.

"Just... why? Why did you do this? Is it because of me? Do you..." His voice shook and he took a steadying breath. "Did I do this to you?"

Y/N shook her head frantically, squeezing his hand. "No, no, Harry, you didn't, I promise, this isn't your fault. It's... I've just... I don't know," Y/N's voice broke off as tears started streaming down her face.

"It's not your fault, Harry. I-I just... I wanted to be... perfect," Her voice sounded so small. "I wanted to look like the girls in the stupid hallmark movies, who are so skinny and... just gorgeous," She said, still crying. "I wanted to look like them and I just wanted to feel pretty and I just hate my body so much," Her words ran together and got harder to understand as she buried her face in her arms.

Harry's heart broke a little more with each word she spoke. He stood from his chair, situating himself on the bed next to her and putting his arms around her. They just sat like that, Y/N's shaky breaths slowly settling to match his even ones. He could still hear her sniffling every once in a while, but she had mostly calmed down.

"I love you more than anything else on this earth, Y/N," Harry said softly. "I don't know what I would ever do without you. I'm so sorry I didn't notice you were going through this. You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, and I don't want to change anything about you."

Y/N looked up at him. "I think... I think I need help," she said, her voice shaking. Harry just pulled her back against his chest, kissing the top of her head.

"I will stay with you, always," he murmured. "I know you can get through this. I won't leave your side."

"No, I... I think I have to go away somewhere," She said, avoiding his eyes.

"If that's what you need to get better, Y/N, then I will support you. I'll visit you as much as they'll let me, as much as you want to see me. I'll do anything for you, to see you get better."

"I love you so much," She said, eyes welling up with tears again.

"I love you too," He whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'll never stop.”

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mod-kyoko · 3 years

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Soulmate alphabet with hajime

A (✿❛◡❛)

heya :) here it is! i'm sorry that it took so long!

♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧

a...ging stops at 18 until you find your soulmate so the two of you can grow old together.

cw: it's angsty. pretty angsty actually but it's the kind of angst that turns into fluff at the end. let me know if you want me to write a less or non-angsty version

also attempted sewer slide

everyone has a time clock

this time clock doesn't keep track of actual time, but marks how long a person has been living

whenever someone turns 18, their clock suddenly stops, and doesn't start ticking again until they meet their soulmate

it'd been a long life for you, to say the least

you were fully aware that you would stay 18 until you found your soul mate

but the problem is, it's been 57 years

you should have met them by now, right??

everyone around you always said to just be patient

but you tried that

you tried it for five decades

you witnessed your childhood friends grow old and die before you, while you stayed 18 forever

it was getting to be too much

after a particularly rough day, your mind heavy with worries and sadness, you made a decision that you never thought you would make

it was time

you never found your soulmate, and you never will

it was dark and gloomy outside, only further lowering your mood

you trudged down the street, heading towards a certain place

it didn't take long to get there

what little light that shone from the moon illuminated the waters below you

you stared out at the horizon, the wind lifting your hair off your shoulders

well, since you're here, there's no turning back

oddly calm, you hoisted yourself onto the railing of the bridge, a small smile displayed on your face

with your eyes closed, you took in the feel of the mist tickling your exposed skin, the earthy smell of the freshwater below

it felt nice

you would have took in your surroundings a bit longer if it wasn't for that yelling somewhere in the distance

you groaned, frustrated that someone would interrupt you

then you heard footsteps approaching, the yelling increasing in volume as if the person was running towards you

"hey! please don't do it" the stranger huffed, as if he was running as fast as he could, until he finally reached you

you didn't have much time to react before he yanked you off the railing, pulling you safely back onto the bridge

you glared at the stranger, while he caught his breath

"what the hell was that for??" you yelled, standing up and dusting yourself off

he met your eyes slowly, concern wrinkling his features

"you looked like you were going to do something bad" he said

you scoffed, anger clouding your judgement

"and that's your business how?"

even though you were yelling at him, he still looked at you with gentle eyes

"well, it isn't, but i still don't think you should do it"

you didn't know how to respond, instead you sank to your knees

your anger had finally dissipated, instead replaced with a deep, heartwrenching sadness

you began sobbing before the tears even spilled over

your cries were loud enough to be heard from blocks away, but you didn't care, you needed to purge your emotions

one wrangled sound after another escaped from your mouth

your body jerked with each sob as you clutched at your sides, while the stranger just stood there

"i'm just,,," you tried to say between hiccups "i'm so tired of living," you brought your hands up to your eyes, furiously wiping at them

the stranger finally moved, kneeling down in front of you

"hey, it's okay. wanna tell me your name?"

you sniffled, finally meeting his eyes

"it's y/n," you whispered quietly

the stranger offered you a smile

"i'm hajime"

after he said his name, two clocks ticked simultaneously

your sniffles immediately stopped, and your body froze

"was that..."

you shoved your hand in your pocket, desperately fishing for your little clock

you nervously pulled it out, gazing at the hands

they were moving again

"oh my god, you're here. you're finally here," you slowly looked back up at him, tears welling up in your eyes yet again

"yeah, it's me," he cooed, lifting up his arms as if to invite you for a hug

on instinct, you threw yourself on him, sobbing for the second time that night

"i'm here for you, okay? i know we don't know each other yet, but i'll stay with you, okay?"

of course, even after you met your soulmate, the road to mental stability wasn't clear

though hajime was always by your side, and he certainly helped

you were glad to finally be aging again, and even more glad that you could age along with someone for once

you were so glad you didn't jump that day

♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧♤♧

i have beef with hajime and i know i say that all the time but fr

this was so cute. but i can't simp aaaa

i hope you like it :)

-mod kyoko <3

#mod kyoko #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa #goodbye despair #sdr2 x reader #hajime x reader #hajime hinata #hajime fluff

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shimmershae · 3 years

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So. Thanks to my new anonymous friend, this is going to become a thing.

Shae’s thinky thoughts about the latest episode--Acheron: Part 2--beneath a cut.

Because spoilers, however vague they might be.

Let’s be real here. This is more a stream of consciousness than anything else so if that’s not your thing, you are most welcome to nope right on out of this post. Trust me. I’ll completely understand, lol. Sometimes? I wish I could nope right on out of my own brain and the way it operates.

That said? Without further ado--

Episode 2′s opening, though. Maggie trapped with hungry Walkers converging? It totally gives me Glenn under the dumpster vibes. I don’t know if that was intentional or just happy coincidence but way to link Maggie to her dearly departed better half, show.

Is it just me or has Father G had more OOMPH to him these last few seasons? Again, I have to ask--Rosita’s influence or no? Regardless, I bet Seth Gilliam is loving the job these days.

Side note: am I gonna have to go to bed early every Saturday night from now until the end just so I that I might be able to SEE? Something? Anything? My curtains are flimsy-ass. I admit it. But this is more frustrating than TXF. Angela, WTF?

No, seriously. It’s like complete guess work who’s in these subway scenes. Some of that has to do with them being overly populated by redshirts and the rest of it has to do with me having to squint and turn sideways to make out their facial features.

Look at Daryl busting through concrete walls! Should I call him the Kool-Aid Man considering NR has once again allowed himself to be led right into a biased, shipper trap? Hmm. I might.

Imagine seeking refuge in those dark, filthy subways. Any second now I expect to hear the skittering of rats. Will Dog lose his effing mind a la Divergence? He’s been shown to go off half-cocked that way, lol. Oh well. Guess it’ll be in character if he does.

Impressive graffiti storyboards. Does it mean something that it immediately cuts to the Commonwealth storm troopers afterward? Maybe. Who really knows at this point? They been trying to gaslight us forever.

LOL at Princess yet again. Yumiko is just like da fuq is this person?

No, really. LMAO. “That was her. From last night. Did you see how she was looking at us?”

Then you have Eugene, hahaha. “Oh God. Why did he tell off the big guy?” Like the man is totally me in this type of situation. Not even gonna lie.

“That’s right. We want to talk to the manager.”

I literally cannot wait ‘til Carol and Daryl meet Princess. Can. Not. Wait.

How sad is that note on that $100 bill? Small moment but it totally gives me Season 4 vibes when they were on their way to Terminus seeking sanctuary.

Hmm. Remember how that place wasn’t what they thought it was? I’m sure neither is the Commonwealth. But I feel like what’s left of Team Family is totally going to do Rick proud, lol, and prove they’re messing with the wrong people if they try something.

Daryl, Man. You gonna have to get a better handle on your headstrong Fur Son. I wonder if Dog would listen better to his mama? Things to ponder.

Sounds like Miko has this group’s number. Or does she?

Princess and Eugene totally look like they’re waiting their turn for the Principal’s office, LOL.

“Stop moving! You’re taking my nerves over the edge to a proverbial 11 on a scale of 10.” I feel you, Eugene. I do. Also you, Princess. Two of the most relatable TWD characters right there, I’m telling you.

Princess is me when I really, really, really have to pee. TMI? Sorry, lovelies. LOL. I just...she’s so relatable.

LMAO. “If that fine ass dude in the orange suit...” Princess and Mercer incoming in 3-2-----

Princess’s excitement over the toilet paper=PRICELESS.

Eugene, Man. You desperately need to develop a poker face.

There’s Daryl getting another cool camera shot. Angela? You playing favorites again?

Carol’s claustrophobia could have never. I bet that’s in the back of Pookie’s mind. You can’t tell me it’s not because Carol lives in there rent-free.

Ohhh. Back to the subway car. Looks like we got the Maggie redshirts leading the way. First sacrificial “lambs”?

Maggie pistol-whipping Negan was kinda deserved, but he wasn’t all wrong so.

Damn. I’m no Gage fan. He can fuck all the way off for what he did to my baby Lydia. But Maggie over there with ice in her veins.

Yep. I think the dude just got one of the most gruesome deaths in a while. Yuck.

I think Alden’s faith in Maggie definitely took several hits. I feel like he kind of had her on some sort of pedestal dating back to Hilltop times. Father G, though? The man is continuing to show himself a SAVAGE MFer.

Josh gives Eugene such believable tics and mannerisms. He IS Eugene.

Thank you, Maggie, for lighting that flare. I could not see a damn thing.

What are these bad memories Negan alludes to? Hmm? Him being a shit husband to Lucille back when he was still taking her for granted?

Father G on Gage’s Walker--”All that is, is a shell of a man, who died a coward.” Kind of ironic considering Father G’s own origins, huh? Has he any warmth in there for anybody but Rosita and Coco? Does he equate it with weakness?

“There are worse ways.” And Maggie proceeds to paint us a horror story with mere words.

Dark Maggie really surpasses anything certain fans have ever accused Carol of being. Is she too far gone? Who the hell knows? I think it’s clear that she and Carol are both on a sliding scale of sorts when it comes to being able to compartmentalize shit to survive. Personally? I feel like Maggie might have leap-frogged Carol in this episode but it matters none because of the double standards so deeply entrenched in this fandom. Both women have endured and had to do some horrific things. It’s not a contest. But it’s probably going to be turned into a season-long one.

It’s almost like Kang was like, “Ya’ll bitches think Carol’s dark? I’ll show you DARK. Check and mate.”

Whatever the reasoning, Maggie just got exponentially more interesting to me if not likable. And before anybody out there comes at me, it’s entirely possible to be on a character’s side in some things and not be all up their ass in love with them, lol. Like I’m attached to her because she’s family and Glenn loved her. There’s a loyalty there and she absolutely is justified in her hatred of Negan. But I’m not going to pretend her shit don’t stink like everybody else’s.

Speaking of my baby Glenn. What would he think of this version of Maggie? I think he would be gutted and heart stricken that events led to her being like this but he’d understand because he’s pure like that. Don’t mean he’d be A-OK with it all.

Dog must be protected at all costs.

Confession. I know not the fuck who Pony Boy is, but I know him because all my fandom friends have pointed him out to me, lol. RIP, Man. I think you’re number’s up or close to it.

Okay, though. I admit it. I am kinda LOVING Badass Father G.

That scene in the subway car with all of them working to take all the Walkers out was already badass. Then Daryl arrived and made it, in @freefromthecocoon’s words, HAWT. LOL.

Eugene staring at that little black book like it contains torture tools, hehehe.

“Processed? As in administratively? Processed as in bologna or other meat stuffs? This inquiring (enquiring?) mind needs to know.” OMG, Eugene. I admit it. Even if it makes me look like a lunatic, LOL. I straight up LMAO at that one. I mean, ten years later and Terminus still fresh on the man’s mind.

“You like feeling nervous?” Well, no. None of us that do, Mercer? Do.

Then he proceeds to make me howl with his “You can’t lie for shit” to Eugene.

Josh McDermitt? I love you, Man. 40 year old virgin, LOL.

All this talk over the seasons of Daryl’s virginity and we have Eugene, hahaha. But was he telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

Finally. Some daylight. Where I can see.

Eugene’s relief at seeing his friends safe and sound was such a beautiful thing to see. I loved those hugs.

Mercer’s face when he snarled “beat cop” in disdain to Ezekiel. I think I’m gonna love this dude.

“I went to West Point. Asshole.” Yeah. I am.

I know they probably catfishing Eugene right here because spoilers tell us that ain’t Stephanie. But my heart still did a little d’aww. Angela. Don’t play with his poor heart like that.

What’s got Daryl so pensive, huh? Is it that the note reminds him of kids being lost or taken from their family? Or separated from their family? Is he thinking of those Grimes babies and wondering if Michonne will ever make it back and why and how she was able to leave them behind? Tell me it ain’t that Find Me nonsense.

“This place sure has gone to shit since the last time I was here.” LMAO, JDM. I mean Negan. Sorry. Sorry. I still hate Negan, but JDM has me entertained at least since they gave the asshole some shades of gray. And speaking of shades of gray. I’m loving the gray beard. JDM’s looking GOOD (hear that NR? Embrace the gray). Negan can still kick rocks, lol.

Anyway. That scene was CREEPY AF. Not even gonna lie.

The Reapers strutting right on up to our group like it’s The Purge: ZA.

My bad, Pony Boy. Now RIP.

Dark, dark episode with loads of tension broken up by some welcome humor by Princess. The girl is fast becoming a fave of mine.

My baby’s back next week!!!

I’m just going to plug my ears and pretend they’re trying to capture/recapture the horses because they’re pets. Not because they’re starving so bad they feel the need to eat them. La la la la la. I can’t hear you.

#The Walking Dead #Season 11 #TWD spoilers #things that make me smile and cry #for reasons

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darkdevasofdestruction · 4 years

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I really really love the when you become a fallen piece, could I possibly have that with Diavolo? Pretty please? Thank you for reading this.

Yes, definitely! I will write this here, so I hope it’s not weird! I was debating whether or not I should post it on the other thread with the brothers, but maybe here it’s okay too <3

P.S. after I wrote it: I MAY HAVE GONE A BIT OVERBOARD WITH IT, OOPSY DAISY-

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Long ago, before the Celestial War happened, you, as another Seraph, would look up at Lucifer and how he was loved by everyone, how his brothers adored him...And you?

You were like a caged dove, without any bit of freedom...

You were raised and taught - not like all the other angels - but you were meant to be the key to the Devildom and Celestial Realm allegiance.

You were meant to be the future King of Devildom’s future wife.

So while Lucifer received praises from Gods, from the Cherubim, from the other Archangels...

You, on the other hand, only received criticism from the lower-angels constantly on your back, punishing you if you didn’t behave as you were meant to.

And your dark feelings kept harbouring inside your heart for a long time.

These feelings were only amplified tenfold when Lucifer had the audacity to rebel, along with his brothers, and was welcomed with open arms in the Devildom, by the same man that was supposed to become your Husband...

How vile.

And you wondered...

If you were to rebel and run away as well...

Would he welcome you with so much enthusiasm?

...Of course not, why would he?

He may be your soon-to-be Husband, but all the angels were strict: “You must be his wife, but never grow feelings for such a disgustingly impure, immoral, unethical and vile monster such as him. He is evil incarnated, that’s why he’s the future Demon King!”

So you kept enduring and enduring, until you were finally brought before him, not yet to wed, but to spend the day together and get used to each other.

Needless to say, Diavolo, despite thinking that Lucifer was gorgeous...He found you to be more than ethereal, for lack of better words in any language.

He was happy, he wanted you by his side, despite all the inhibitions and shyness that were brought along with you, but he understood the situation, he was already aware of it, thanks to Lucifer, who was already aware of the problem, naturally.

So for the whole day, he tried to help you ease around him, to look at him with your beautiful E/C orbs that sparkled like the stars in Heaven, to see you, without your wings covering you, as all Seraphim had the habit of doing, he wanted to hear your crystalline voice, loud and clear, not just whispering in his ear whenever you had the courage to say something.

He wanted to hear your laugh, that would be like a lullaby to his ears, he wanted to see your genuine smile, that made his heart explode with a myriad of emotions.

And more importantly, he wanted to touch you, to feel you skin, delicate and soft like a cloud, to taste your lips that were sweeter than any Celeastial Realm dessert.

He wanted you, and he wanted to make you his partner in crime, to tease Lucifer and his brothers, to make witty schemes and pranks together, to sneak around, to make fun, to dance, to laugh, to walk around, to have dates, to do so many things together.

Diavolo was so eager for your wedding together, and so were you, frankly.

You found safety and solace around him, something that you never thought would happen any time in your life, and now you realised why Lucifer was welcomed so nicely to his Kingdom - Because Diavolo wasn’t evil and merciless as the angels wanted her to believe, he was a benevolent ruler who only sought the good of his people and wanted all 3 Realms to be equal and be peaceful.

This didn’t sit well with the angels when you returned back to the Celestial Realm, as they could see you vibing with happiness, they could see your cheeks pink like the roses from the Garden of Eden, and more...Your heart...It was trembling with emotions.

You were in love with the Demon Prince.

You destroyed the allegiance without even realising, and the angels were furious with you for ruining all the centuries of trying to educate you properly, to make you become an obedient little wife.

You screwed up for falling in love with the man you were supposed to marry.

And now, you had to receive the Divine Retribution that few angels had the misfortune to deal with.

You were thrown out of Heaven.

You were let to fall down, from the Celestial Realm, to the Devildom, while all the other angels were throwing insults at you, for being a shame to God and your title as a Seraph, and that you deserve every bit of pain you will have to endure in the future.

Barbatos had already forseen this happening, so Diavolo was waiting for you to fall, so he would be there to catch you before you hit the ground, not wanting you to feel more pain that you must already endure.

Of course, as Lucifer had already gone through all this before, he was informed about the agony, the transformations and the changes in one’s body, but even so, he wasn’t prepared for how emotionally gut-wrenching the sight of the woman he loved so much, sobbing in pain, just because...

Just because she held the same emotions as he did for her.

It wasn’t fair.

Why should she have to suffer for loving someone, while he was safe and sound, not even feeling an ounce of physical pain, nor trauma?

He was holding you tightly to his chest, not even feeling anything while you were clawing at his back and arms from the pain, not able to think or speak coherently, as he could only watch your feathers and a pair of wings slowly burn, even the bone structure of it, while stumps of bone and keratin were protruding from underneath your scalp, getting bigger and bigger, and twisting around in intricate shapes, resembling that of some animal.

“This is not fair! This is not fair! Why...! I was raised to be your wife, but now that I want to, I’m being punished! Is it so immoral to have feelings? To love your Husband? Why is nothing I do ever good for anyone? Why can’t I ever be like the ones I admire so much? Am I really fated to waste away and rot like a caged bird forever?” you’d cry out, as Diavolo put your hands on his own horns, to tug on them, to make himself feel the same hatred, rage, agony, despair as you did, because you were bound by an unbreakable bond, wrapped with the string of fate, from heart to heart.

Diavolo felt powerless for the first time in his life, as there was nothing that could stop, or even lessen such pain - no medicine, beverage, food nor plant or drug - and he could only hold you and curse every living being for not being able to keep you safe from all this madness.

Since he was born a demon, he never had to endure any pain, but seeing you go through it all, it made him want to find some curse and curse himself, so all the pain you’d feel, he’d feel as well, just to punish himself for making you go through all this - Because he blames himself, even if he would never tell it to you, in fear of making you feel even worse.

He wasn’t sure how many days passed until your physical agony subsided and your wings were charcoal black, like a raven’s, and your horns were fully out, but he knew that the worst wasn’t over yet.

Every day, he had to hold you and reassure you that he’ll never leave you, and that he loves you and he would never give you up, just because you are not a Seraph anymore - Your beauty was as ethereal as always, no matter what.

He had Barbatos make sure you bring you food to help you get used to the Devildom cuisine, without purging, because your body wasn’t used to bats and poisoned apples, but to cloud cakes and paradise fruit.

He would hold you tight every night, allowing himself barely a wink of sleep, as he felt it his duty to guard over you while you slept, so you wouldn’t be plagued by night terrors, even going as far as casting spells to help you sleep better, not even sure if they worked or not.

He would get you all sorts of clothes and jewellery, showing you off to everyone as soon as you were ready to step out of your shared room, because you were the most beautiful being alive, and nothing was going to erase that fact - And neither should you ever forget it.

Because Diavolo loved you with all his heart, and was waiting patiently for the day when you’d be able to get fully accustomed to your new life as a demon - But not any demon, but THE Demon Queen - so he could start preparing the Wedding, with you by his side, letting Asmo to style your hair, do your make up and style your wedding dress, making sure it matches with some colour with Diavolo’s suit too, while you two and the brothers, mainly Satan and Belphie, would choose how to decorate the wedding venue, the Ballroom, and Levi would help with the music, while Mammon would provide entertainment and Beel would be in charge of the menu.

And Lucifer would be the one to walk you down the isle, as he was the one you looked up to for so long and gave you the courage to aspire for freedom.

You were finally where you belonged, and you were happy, with the one person you loved with all your heart, and went through so many hardships for, and you had nothing more to fear any longer, because nobody would be as stupid as to go against the rules of THE Demon King just to harm you.

Especially not while he always had his arms and wings wrapped protectively around you.

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