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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 2 years

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The generational progression of team dynamics is truly so funny to me.

You have the Justice League and they're all coworkers. They're friendly and polite with each other but they don't really hang out together outside of work. Two of them might transcend the work friend dynamic and buddy up outside of work (i.e Barry and Hal or Ollie and Hal or Bruce and Clark) but you will never see all of them casually hanging out for fun.

Then there's the Titans. These guys are friends. They all have busy lives so they maybe don't see each other as much as they'd like to but they're all deeply bonded with each other. They make a point of planning big get togethers with each other unrelated to work. They know each other's deepest secrets. Their kids consider the other Titans aunts and uncles.

Last but not least there's Young Justice. Young Justice is the definition of unhealthy codependency. They're all best friends and they act like siblings but they might also all be in love with each other? Kon dated Cassie, hit on Cissie, flirted with Bart's clone and had a dream where Bart was in a cheerleading outfit and was with his other love interests and then just everything with Tim. Cassie dated both Tim and Kon, and then there's everything with Cissie. Bart admitted that Cassie made him 'like girls' (?), took Cissie to a dance, and is extremely close with Tim and Kon to the point where it could just be unhealthy codependency but it might be something more. Honestly this entire group is so intermixed and codependent it's insane. They go from 'i love you so much you are my best friend' to 'i wanna make out with you' so fast and with barely any breathing room. They are constantly with each other and hang out at least once a week. They cannot exist separately.

#the Justice League is so funny to me because theres hal and barry who are actually friends and hang out together #and like ollie and hal #but the rest of them probably don't even know what each others favorite food is #they are there to do a job not to make friends #they are nice and polite because it is good for the work environment #then the Titans are just a realistic protrayal of friends #they have lives outside of each other and try to meet up frequently but sometimes life gets in the way #but they're still close and they still love each other #they're like high school friends who all moved away for university and see each other on summer break #then theres YJ who are like trauma bonded and cling to each other and are feral animals when separated #like seriously its unhealthy #its a fantastic dynamic to read and it makes sense for them but do not do this irl it is not a good actual dynamic #dc #dc comics #Titans #teen titans #justice league #young justice #young just us

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wongyuuu · 9 months

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Ahhh since Willow has reached it's conclusion, how bout we get a one year anniversary, where they announce they're finally going to be parents and its the first familial ceremony where they're actually in love and meant for each other!?

hi!! thank you so much for requesting, i hope you enjoy it

pairing: seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: fluff, just them loving each othe

word count: 1.1k

summary: seungcheol always knew that he was going to marry you, but things only get harder once he does (or in which seungcheol is just really dumb and doesn't know how to show his feelings)

part one | part two | part three (final)

requests are open

It was a sight to be held, honestly. And probably one of your favorite in the world.

Over the years, mornings became one of your favorite times of the day. You had never been an early riser, and mornings for you were merely the time you woke. 3 pm? Still morning, if you just woke up, didn't matter what the clock and people said. Even so, waking up was one of your favorite moments. There was nothing quite like opening your eyes to the sight of your husband sprawled on the other side of the bed, lips almost in a pout, hair all over the place, and a serene look on his face.

There was nothing like it in the world.

You reached for the tattoo on his back, tracing it with the tip of your fingers, lightly urging him to wake up in the most delicate way you could.

Three years before, when you decided to give your marriage with Seungcheol a chance, you didn't expect it to be like this. You thought that you would grow feelings for him, of course. The two of you were set to be by each other's side for the rest of your lives. You expected to develop some kind of friendship and, to some degree, intimacy with him.

But Seungcheol filled you with love and finally a sense of belonging that you never felt before. The two of you had, definitely, come a long way since getting married. Life with Seungcheol was everything you ever wanted. The love you always dreamed of. The king of love that only seemed possible in the silly romantic comedies you used to watch, was now one that you got to live.

And as time went by and memories of your childhood and adolescence came back to surface on your mind while talking with him, you finally realized that you too, had a crush on him back then. Your feelings weren’t as strong as his but that was only because you never allowed yourself to. However, it had been there the whole time, just waiting for an opportunity to flourish.

“Hi, sleepy head” you whispered once you noticed that Seungcheol finally started to wake up.

Seungcheol gave the most gorgeous smile, half awake, still half sleep, as he pulled you closer to him, until your body was flushed against his.

“For how long did we sleep?”

You reached for his phone on the nightstand.

“Around 14 hours, it’s 6 pm”

Seungcheol hummed and buried his face in your neck, inhaling deeply. The day before you had attended Seokmin’s wedding and just like any party Seokmin was involved, it got carried well into the night so it was safe to say that the two of you were beyond tired. Fourteen hours of sleep sounded and felt justifiable.

“I could sleep for a few more hours,” he said.

His warm breath made your skin tingle a little, and as if that wasn’t enough he started to place small kisses on your neck.

"But I'm hungry" you whispered.

He pulled on top of him, your legs now straddling his hips. Seungcheol’s lips grew needier on your neck, slowly climbing up towards your lips. For a second, you allowed him to kiss you, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours, the feel of his hands on your waist.

"Not this kind of hungry" you laughed while pulling back, squishing his cheeks with your fingers tips.

Seungcheol sighed dramatically.

"We could use some real food, I guess"

Seungcheol watched you in complete horror. The pan with rice and eggs on the stove was completely forgotten. There was no way you would actually eat that.

"Don't we usually eat dessert after eating dinner?"

He couldn't even call that thing dessert, it was some kind of monstrosity that only an insane mind could come up with.

He started dinner preparations while you took a shower and was surprised when you walked into the kitchen and pulled ice cream from the freezer. If it had been just the ice cream it would've been fine, a little unlike you but still fine. But then you pulled out strawberry jam, then cheese. As if that wasn’t enough you add pepper and olive oil on top of it.

“I know, but this looks so good, right?” Seungcheol had to hold back the need to throw up when you scooped up the weird mix and ate it “Do we still have olives?”

“No, no, no, no, you’re kidding”

You shook your head at him, handing him the olive jar you found on the fridge to open. Even though the idea of eating all of that disgusted him, he wasn’t going to stop you. You pulled a fork from the drawer and popped an olive in your mouth.

“Do you want one?” you waved the fork at him.

“No, thank you”

“This is amazing” you almost moaned.

“Sweetheart, this isn’t normal” he finally said, then jokingly added, “Are you pregnant?”

You stayed silent for a second, the only movement between the two of you was the fork in your hand, as you moved it from side to side.

“I am,” you said quietly, soft features.

You first started to suspect that you were pregnant a couple of days before. You were getting morning sickness and the smells were something that you couldn’t deal well with. You weren’t late on your period and there were no other signs.

Without telling Seungcheol about it, you went out and bought a test — three, to be more precise. One was negative, while the other two were positive. Still, you wanted to be sure, as much as possible. So you called your doctor and set the appointment for the day before, early morning. The results came on your way to Seokmin’s wedding.

Since you read the results, you wanted to tell Seungcheol, desperately. But you wanted to do something special like people usually do on the internet. You couldn’t keep it in, really. Talks about kids had been few, but both of you seemed to like the idea just as much as the other. Although it wasn’t planned, it felt like the timing was right,

“You are?”

You nodded, laughing when Seungcheol tossed the dish towel over his shoulder. Half a second later you were in his arms, legs around his waist, as he spun around in the kitchen. You couldn’t help the tears in your eyes.

“I can do this, right? It’s not dangerous?”

Seungcheol had tears in his eyes too. The small part of you that was worried about his reactions relaxed when he placed a kiss on your lips.

“I love you,” he said quietly.

It felt like the two of you gave yet another step towards forever, together.

“I love you”

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athenaswrath · 3 months

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Until I Found You - Chapter 2

Quinn Hughes x Reader

Word Count: 851

Chapter 1 >Chapter 2< Chapter 3 Chapter 4

When you arrived at the lake house Quinn wasn't there yet, so they decided he was the one crashing on the couch since there were only three rooms and the rest of you were going to sleep in pairs, so it was Trevor and Jamie, Jack and Luke and you with Holtz

While they played football outside, you decided to take a shower to calm your nerves, knowing that I was going to be with them off work for months felt so different, plus Quinn is going to be here any minute, you've heard a lot about him and while Luke and Jack have said that he's so protective over them and he worries a lot they've said that he's quite grumpy, something Nico, Trevor and Cole have confirmed. So you wanted to make a good impression and hopefully your awkwardness was going to allow it just this one time...

"Fuck" you said after you knocked into someone making them spill their beer all over them. Fan-fucking-tastic, there goes your opportunity to get on the good side of the oldest Hughes. "I'm so incredibly sorry, really let me... I can wash your clothes, and grab another beer for you, I wasn't really looking..."

"It's okay, I was going to take a shower now anyways, is nice to meet you" and right after he said that he left and closed the door of the room you just left. To say you were panicking was an understandment the least thing you wanted to do was to make things awkward, he was probably going to complain about you to Jack and Luke, I mean you were the only girl and they were already going to hold some things back because of that...

you don't know how long you've been standing on the corridor when Holtzy grabbed your face "Belle you okay? did you see Huggy?"

"yes... yeah he's.. he said he was going to take a shower" I said pointing at the door while looking down at the wet floor, he followed my sight and I saw understandment flashing on his face "go help the boys downstairs before they set the house on fire I'll clean this... nope, I'll do it" he said before I could interrupt him

When I entered the kitchen the boys were emptying the fridge (Ellen so kindly stored beforehand) trying to find something to defrost. So I sent them to set the table while I prepared something, Jamie being his usual self (a sweetheart that is) came to help me, we've only met a couple of times and for a very short time but he was so easy to get along with. This was the first time he tagged along too, only cause him and Trevor missed each other with Jamie being on the Flyers now. Almost an hour later we took everything to the table where four giant whiny babies were waiting for the food.

We were starting to eat when I heard Quinn running downstairs "Too late, food's gone Huggy Bear" Jack said when he came into view, "This is y/n by the way be nice, I actually like her"

"Wow didn't know you were capable of liking other than yourself" Trevor told him but Jack answered "oh please as if you were any better, you can't even act as if you cared for others" and obviously Trevor's sassiness attacked "because I don't" Jamie, Holtzy and I just looked at each other and smiled.

"Since you won the cup you're less talkative, are you too much for us now Cap?" Trevor told the oldest Hughes while smirking, he knew what he was doing, Jack always tells me that Zegras' favorite pastime is getting on Quinn's nerves "I've always been too much for you Zegras but I'm glad you finally accept it".

They kept throwing snarky comments and while I was glad Quinn didn't mention anything about our encounter, I was still worried that he was upset, so while everyone was getting ready to go to bed, I went downstairs to find Quinn.

"Hey" I said softly "you should go upstairs and sleep there, I mean is your room after all. Holtzy is there but I'm sure Jack or Lu wouldn't mind switching" when he didn't answer I looked at him and he had a small frown while looking intensely at me.

You were caught off guard by the momentary awkwardness that seemed to radiate from him, not used to seeing a Hughes in any other way than the confident and playful boys.

"Thank you, but it's okay if you sleep there. And... I'm sorry, I... What happened earlier was my fault, so you don't have to blame yourself for it, it is nice to finally meet the girl which my brothers feel so close to" he gave me a small smile and headed upstairs where Luke was yelling for him.

With my heart beating slightly faster than usual (which was fast enough already) I slept that night besides a snuggling Holtz, feeling hopeful about having a good time with everyone and a non-uncomfortable interaction with Quinn.

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Note: didn't love this chapter but now that Quinny finally met the reader I'll have more inspiration. Also there's going to be dual POV in the next chapters.

If you have suggestions or you see a mistake (english is not my main language) please let me know!

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #quinn hughes x reader #nhl oneshot #nhl imagine #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes #qh43 #quinn hughes oneshot #hughes brothers

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edajcheel · 1 year

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TW: Yandere.

Imagine this, you're just an average student in night Raven College. You blend in very well with all the idiots and high-mighty men, thus, being a background character.

But suddenly, a person by the name of "yuu" comes and asks you for help for one of their assignments, you sit next to them and share multiple classes with them.

Soon, you began hanging around this person and grow a friendship with them.

But you always feel eyes behind you, piercing into your back as if you were prey.

After you finished your lunch with Yuu, and go your separate ways. You get cornered in a hallway that's clear of all students.

The infamous brothers, the leech twins, corner you from behind and front, no where to escape.

"Heyyyy small fry, do you have a deathwish?" Floyd Leech, the more aggressive twin pipes up.

"Oh, don't be harsh Floyd. We have yet to question them."

Seems like they have a unhealthy obsession with your newfound friend, Yuu, is what you figured out. They were planning to dump your corpse somewhere, and get rid of you for talking to their "Angelfish"

But you somehow came up with a good reason that let you live... "Uhh.. hey, I can bring you undiscovered information about Yuu if you let me live.." You quietly mumbled out.

Both of the twins looked at each other, seemingly sharing unintelligible words and emotions that you can't seem to decipher.

"We will accept your offer on that, but on one condition, you will not touch them nor handle them in any such way." Jade leech, the more "calmer" of both the twins said.

Although... You wouldn't call that calm.. more like he's just trying to hide his feelings of aggression towards you. He could snap your neck in any second if you so much as make the wrong move.

So it began, you being the "spy" for the twins. Trying to scope specific information from Yuu was hard. Personal information. It really seems like they aren't even THEIR own person. More like they just follow a script on what they like and do.

"what's your favorite color?"

"hmm.. I like all colors!"

"What's your favorite food?"

"it's hard to pick, everything tastes great to me."

You went back and forth to the twins, telling them the information you gathered till this day. You've seen and know how they react to most things, they're obsessive, cunning, possessive people that you don't want to mess with. Being with them, suffocated you a lot. You had to make sure not to get on their bad side, or do anything rash.

You avoid the touch of Yuu as much as you can. You avoid talking to them about other topics except for the topics that the twins tell you to speak about. But for crying out loud, whenever Yuu sights you out from the crowd, you can see them full speeding towards you. Can't you get any rest from this place?

You take safety measures and always find a way to escape from Yuu's grasp.

You really don't understand what your relationship has come to with the twins. Soon, all three of you begin hanging around at Mostro Lounge. In addition, you give them good information about Yuu while they sneak you free drinks. A win win. Their drinks are over expensive anyways, so it greatly benefits you.

You just hope that their house warden, Azul Ashengrotto, doesn't find out. Or you'll be in a deeper hole than you already are.

As the three of you hang out more, gradually growing loose with each other, even asking them for help with homework. You soon see yourself smiling in their presence, actually having fun. You don't know what their thought process was with this sudden change, but they dont seem to mind much.

They call you in for another small meeting, probably telling you what topic to cover with Yuu.

"Alright! What's my next mission impossible?"

Jade shows his infamous "gentleman" smile as he softly places his hand to his chest "We desire to see what you've been up to lately."

You quirk your brow in confusion. "Eh? What do you mean by that?"

"You're sooo slow guppy! It's not that complicated, we want to know what you've been doing these past days!"

Ah shit. Do they think you're plotting behind their back? You really thought that you gained their favor, and maybe became actual friends. Seems like they still don't see you as anything other than their information giver.

"I haven't been doing anything with Yuu, if that's what your speculating..." You address them calmly and seriously. Making sure that you sound convincing.

"No, you've misunderstood. That question is purely for you, Y/n." Jade's hand was boldly placed on the side of your face, as if to caress it. "You know, guppy, we've been bored lately.." Floyd shows his jaggered teeth, resembling a sharks.

They both grin. Floyd donning a smirk, while Jade's sharp teeth was out in display.

"We've grown interest in you, dearest Y/n."

"More than we've grown interest in Shrimpy.. theyve been boring these past few days..."

ANNNNNNDDD THATS WHEN YOU HAVE TO DEAL WITH TWO YANDERE FUCKERS, THE DAMN LEECH BROTHERS, EVERYDAY IN YOUR LIFE!!! GOOD LUCK!! Cause they won't be hiding their affections and obsessive love towards you like they did with Yuu. Well, at least you have two tall, handsome bodyguards right? Not just one, but two. This was longer than I expected it to be..

This was inspired by the manhwa, I Love Amy, go check it out! It's 5 stars!

#Jade Leech x Reader #Floyd Leech x Reader #Yuu #Twisted Wonderland #Yandere #Azul Ashengrotto #Weird shit #Jade leech x reader x floyd leech #double twin whammy #imagine

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luvfy0dor · 7 months

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Rhythm Is A Dancer !! ✩‧₊˚ Bsd x GN!Reader

╰┈➤ Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor ༉‧₊˚✧

Warnings/Disclaimers ; Alcohol (Chuuya), nothing toxic though

Description ; Various bsd characters dancing with their partner!

A/N; if this is well received I might do this prompt with other characters!! I have some ideas for other things though, school just makes it tough to actually put them into writing without getting easily distracted.

Dazai Osamu !! ✧⁠*⁠。

Dazai would like to dance with his partner every now and again. Sometimes he might pull you into his chest and start swaying with you to cheer you up, or he might do it to annoy you. I think anytime he cleans his Godforsaken apartment he would invite you over, one hand on your waist, the other holding your hand outwards. Dazai dances spontaneously. I don't think there is any specific dance the really likes, he just goes with the flow. Whatever dance seems most fitting for the moment is what he's gonna do.

He particularly enjoys dipping his partner like he did to Sigma. He would grin as he watches your face contort into one of playful annoyance, placing a soft kiss on your lips shortly after. He would pull you back up, placing one of his hands on your lower back.

Scenario ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

"Dear, I've just cleaned my apartment, would you like to come over? We can have a movie night at my place instead...I can even help pay for food this time!" Dazais voice enthusiastically played through the speaker of your phone as you wiped down your kitchen counters. "Like...right now?" You asked, your head tilting as you spoke.

"Mhm! C'mon, it'll be fun! I'm sure you were on your feet all day, why not come see your lovely boyfriend and relax, yeah?" He said. You could almost hear his grin through the phone as you sighed. "Alright, all be over in like...fifteen minutes." You say, smiling before hanging up. You gather your things and make your way to his apartment. You arrive fairly quickly, using the spare key he left at your house to let yourself in.

"I'm here!" You announce setting your bag down. Dazai quickly pokes his head out of his bedroom, a large smile on his face. "Ah, finally! You took forever." He teases. It only takes a second for the ambiance of "Careless Whispers" playing to fill your ears, making you roll your eyes and blush. "C'mon, dance with me, dear."

Dazais hands find themselves either on your lower back or interlocked with one of yours as he starts to sway with you to the intro of the song. You find yourself giggling quietly as you both dance around the open space of his living room. He spins you a couple times and you spin him, ending the song with him dipping you. His face hovers just above yours, his hair softly resting against your skin as he leans in and kisses you.

Chuuya Nakahara !! ✧⁠*⁠。

I think Chuuya knows how to dance. It's not his favorite thing in the world, but he'd dance with his lover if it made them happy and he wasn't tired. He would mostly come out of his shell when it comes to dancing if he's drunk, that man can do the salsa dance, he can tango, he can waltz - you name it, he can do it. He's definitely a smoother dancer when drunk, there are times when he has two left feet sober. He definetly gets that confidence boost. He doesn't like the whip and nae nae though, he probably thinks it's stupid. He's cool with the chacha slide, though.

Chuuya enjoys to romanticism and intimacy of dancing with his partner. He loves the laughter that erupts from your lips, giving him butterflies every time he hears it. It only makes him fall further for you.

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The bar was quite packed as you sat at one of the stools, sipping on some water. Your lover sits besides you, drunkenly conversing with some random guy as you listened in. They would occasionally say some silly things to each other, their loud laughs covering up the sound of your quieter ones. Apart from that, there was little entertainment in the bar, your phone being very close to dying. You observe the small things happening in the bar, the way other couples lovingly engage in conversation, or the way two people dance near the jukebox, one of them spinning the other as the song comes to an end.

You feel Chuuya's arm snake around your waist, instantly returning your attention to him. His head still turned towards the man as he continues talking. Their current conversation based around the prices of certain brands of wine - specifically Chuuyas favorite, Petrus.

"The fact that $3,900 USD is a low price for one bottle is insane! Doesn't stop me from buying it though." He laughs a little. The man laughs with him, nodding in agreement. Your attention returns to the people near the jukebox, now dancing to Por Una Cabeza. Your ears perk up when you recognize the song. "Chuuya likes this song..." You thought. "Maybe he'll wanna dance."

Upon the short silence between the two men, you took your chance to ask Chuuya. You gently tugged at his sleeve, grabbing his attention.

"Chuuya, wanna go dance?" You say, pointing over at the decently sized area. "They're playing Por Una Cabeza." You smiled at him, influencing the nod you receive. "Sure thing, doll. C'mon." He smiles with you, hopping off of the bar stool. You both make your way to the small but big-enough cleared area, starting to slowly dance with each other, incorporating parts of the tango dance as you go. Your body is hugged close to his, one of his hands on your lower back, the other extended and holding yours. The song ends after a couple of minutes, Chuuya leaning in close to your face, a bit out of breath.

"I really should let ya' drag me out to the dance floor more, that was fun." He chuckles softly, pecking your cheek. You smile, a soft blush on your face.

Fyodor Dostoevsky !! ✧⁠*⁠。

Fyodor loves ballroom dancing, he was taught as a child and it has always stuck with him. He finds it both intimate and elegant, the soft sound of classical music by Russian composers playing in the background as you both delicately move across the open space. He won't be up and dancing for long though with his anemia, so he would take a moment in between songs.

That doesn't stop him from pulling you into him and swaying to the instrumentals coming from his record player, though. He dances with you whenever provided the chance. His plans weren't going exactly as planned? Take a moment to clear his mind by dancing with his lover. His lover that stands beside him, offering as much support and love as possible. His lover that is there for him, no matter what.

Scenario ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

You barely heard your boyfriend walk up behind you, jumping a bit when he rested his hands on your shoulders, peering over you to look at what you were doing. "Ah, my dear seems to be a bit jumpy today." A small laugh comes from his parted lips.

"A little,i I guess. You scared me. You're very quiet, like a mouse." You say, slipping your book mark between the pages of the novel you had started reading a few nights ago. Fyodors hand reaches for yours, interlocking your fingers together gently. You take his hand and stand up from your desk, leaning into his chest.

"My dear, it's been quite a while since we've danced together, no?" He softly asks, a small smile on his face as he leads you over to the record player, only letting go of your hand to carefully start the machine. He rests his head softly on your shoulder, inhaling the scent of your cologne or perfume. His hands resting either on the small of your back or in your own. "You always smell so lovely." You laugh a bit at his compliment.

"You must feel awfully affectionate this evening." You say. Your fingers softly scratch at Fyodors scalp, massaging his head as you two move together to the soft song. "Do you not like it?" You're quick to shake your head. "No, I love it. Forget I ever said anything." You softly giggle. Fyodor smiles and his eyes meet yours. You can hear the song coming to an end, and he pulls you in, his lips meeting yours in a passionate and loving kiss.

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd headcanons #bungou stray dogs dazai #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #bsd fyodor #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bungou stray dogs fyodor #fyodor dostoevsky #fyodor x reader

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fuutakaijyama · 8 months

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Es introducing a new prisoner, how do all the other prisoners react, what is Es’ reaction?

PRISONER 011

warnings ? : brief mention of alcohol

ES VER.

Es doesn't really care as long as you don't give them trouble

If you came in after the first trial Es doesn't know how to feel should they do a separate trial just for you?

Despite not being extremely close to you they do their best to help you

One time you got sick and Es got scared so badly that you were going to die so they sent you to the hospital.

Other then that they treat you like everyone else (but your their overall favorite no doubt about it)

SAKURAI HARUKA VER.

At first he's scared of you (especially if your younger or shorter than him)

After a while he’d constantly follow you around like a little duckling following its mama.

He got a snack? He’ll share it with you! Are you cold at night? Come cuddle with him!

T2 exclusive: If you don't like Mu he’d be more inclined towards following you instead of her (but he’d still be kinda close to her)

Overall he’s attached at the hip to you almost like a little kid

KASHIKI YUNO VER.

From the start she views you as a little sibling, constant playful nagging and teasing, ruffling your hair, squishing your cheeks, or kissing your forehead.

One time her and Mahiru got makeup and basically gave you a Disney Channel makeover, “Hold still!~ Jeez you're so jumpy!~” She'd tease as she rubbed the brush over your eyelids.

During mealtimes she’ll always share her leftovers with you, as she puts it “Growing people have to eat” before shoving a cookie into your mouth.

If the cells are cold she’ll smuggle you a blanket or an extra pillow.

Whenever she sees you she’ll wrap her arms around your shoulders or waist saying “[N/N]!~ Hiya!~ How’ve you been~”

FUUTA KAJIYAMA VER.

At first he stands his guard, constantly wary of you even while in his cell, always sitting away from you during meals.

One day they gave you all a nintendo switch, during the day you would all play on it, one night in particular you couldn't sleep, you decided to use it but as you entered the room Futa had beat you to it.

Safe to say for the next few hours you and Fuuta would be cheering, yelling and praising each other.

During the colder days he’d cuddle up next to you while you played with a blanket draped over the both of you.

Safe to say he quickly warms up to you, having the dynamic him and his sister had before he was brought to MILGRAM.

KUSUNOKI MUU VER.

At first it feels like she's forcing herself to interact with you, constantly trying to talk with you even if she's clearly not sure how.

After a while she hands you some kind of french pastry saying that Es got it for her, that started her relationship with you.

She’ll walk around the prison with you, going around and around and around talking about anything and everything.

One time she got so excited to see you she almost pushed you to the floor.

Safe to say you're her best friend or she hates you.

KIRISAKI SHIDOU VER.

Given that your younger than him (and probably the same height if not shorter) he treats you like a child or more specifically his child.

Constantly making sure your well fed, getting proper exercise and being aware of your surroundings.

However there's a specific memory that stands out to you: Es let you in the kitchen to make breakfast and you burnt the eggs. Shidou: Feeling bad for you, taught you to properly cook them. (you fed the burnt eggs to Jackalope after.)

One time you scraped your knee to the point that you could barely stand up right, he took you into your cell and practically forced you to rest.

In conclusion he treats you like his child, even if you aren't his child.

MAHIRU SHIINA VER.

Very social and definitely treats you with loves of love and respect with her big heart

Sure she's not the sharpest tool in the shed but she tries her very best for you!

If you ever get hungry and tells you not to get more food Mahiru’s got you! Let's just hope she doesn't get caught too

Again: If you ever get a TV or cable in the prison she's going to make you watch KDramas and romances with her.

Overall loves you a lot and would do anything for you and your affection

MOMOSE AMANE VER. (PLATONIC)

Given she's a child she either hates you or loves you.

If you're around her age range she’ll love you to death, holding your hand on the way to and from meals, playing board games with you, and finding random things in that hardcased backpack she owns.

If either of you get any kind of sweets or drinks you’ll be sitting in her cell talking about how life is going in MILGRAM.

If you ever get some kind of cable or TV or something you can watch programs on you’ll watch her favorite ones for hours on end.

Overall your both like clingy siblings and people think it's cute.

KAZUI MUKUHARA VER.

This man is a father with ten kids. You are one of them.

Immediately taking you under his wing so Kotoko doesn't come and attack you and introducing you to Mikoto and Shidou.

If you ever get hurt he's doting over you like the father he is and taking you to Shidou.

He’s kinda boring because he's old but he's still fun, sometimes you’ll play chess with him because it “helps sharpen your brain”

Even if he talks like a grandpa we love him (my favorite grandpa fr)

MIKOTO KAYANO VER.

IMMEDIATE CHAOS. Like the kind of chaos where it's midnight and your having hallucinations of random things on the wall while sipping coffee kind of chaos.

You’ll grow close either super quickly or super slowly, given how much of a character he is but you’ll become close either way.

Late nights with him include: booze, card games, Mikoto smoking cigarettes (and maybe you too) and big fuzzy blankets

T2 Scenario: After Mikoto’s fight with Kotoko he’ll make sure to defend you at all cost, even if that means fighting her till one of them is dead.

Overall: It's chaotic but still fun.

KOTOKO YUZURIHA VER.

Kotoko is both social and cautious, she feels like as much as she wants to befriend you she also doesn't want to be too close in case you backstab her.

You’d be on talking terms for a while till you went back to her cell she said something about welcoming gifts and she’d give you a pocket knife (you never questioned it but you wondered how she got it inside)

T2 Scenario: If you were voted guilt she’d try hitting you in the head with her bat only for you to stab her hand with the knife she gave you (now regretting giving it to you.)

She’ll always make sure your eating well occasionally giving you her leftovers if she can't finish all of her food.

Kotoko's cautious but she’ll never intentionally put you in harms way.

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ryxiez · 1 year

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Too Much Work

Lucifer x gn!Reader

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Lucifer has been seemingly more distant than usual as you barely ever see him around the house anymore. It also worried you that Mammon’s name was yelled through the halls lesser than usual and it was hard to believe that Mammon was actually behaving himself.

After a few days of this, you figured that perhaps something was wrong, possibly Diavlo managed to dump another huge pile of student council work on the poor demon.

You figured that was the case due to the amount of meetings the council has been holding lately. There was probably a lot going on now that it's almost “summer break” break time and they have to plan events. (even though there really is no summer in Devildom).

On the other hand, Lucifer has slowly begun to skip more and more meals. This meant you were always bringing him anything you could save from the grasps of the other brothers. Especially Beel. He even enjoyed your human world cooking the most so it was odd to see him miss out on the delicacies you provided.

However, this time you managed to save a decent amount of food by giving Beel some Grimm to get desserts at Madam Screams with his twin brother, who you also had to pay to go. He was so overjoyed that he started drooling a bit and ran off with a sleepy in Belphie in tow.

You shook your head with a smile and started to make your way up the stairs, each step felt painfully long and loud with the lightly creaky floor boards. However, you still tried to be as quite as possible because running into another one of the 4 brothers would be a big obstacle that you didn’t want to deal with.

When you arrived at the secret passage in the library, with no strings attached, a sigh of relief left your lungs. One of your hands was full with a dinner plate so with your other you knocked three times. (my memory is fuzzy and can't really remember how you get into his secret office thing so just bare with me on this one)

"Hey Lucifer, it's me, MC!" You slightly raised your voice so he could hear you through the door, "uhhh, it was my turn to make dinner tonight so I managed to save you some!"

Of course you would always knocked on Lucifer's door. You knew better once you saw what happened to the other brothers multiple times when they tried to sneak into Lucifer's room.

After letting the demon become aware of your presence outside, an audible sigh was heard from the inside and then,

"Come in." The voice you knew all too well called from inside.

One that note, you managed to open the door without dropping the plate, balancing it in your other hand. You then made your way to his desk as a slight smile was shown on your face.

Lucifer's posture was not the best as he had a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose with a pen in his hand. A bunch of papers scattered across large desk.

"My apologies, you know I don’t mean to seem rude by missing out on your dinner. I hope you know that you truly are my favorite chef in this entire house, but Diavolo needs all these papers read through and signed by tomorrow’s council meeting." He explained.

"Don't worry, I already know you weren't trying to be rude. I figured that paperwork must have been the issue anyway, so now I am here to save the day." You inquired as a playful small flashed across your face.

You took the papers in the middle of the desk and brushed them aside making space for the warm dinner plate still in your hand. You tried not to mess his work up too much but you didn't want anything to spill off the plate as it was kind of packed to the brim with food.

"MC, what are you doing?" The blacked hair demon questioned and slightly raised his eyebrow at you in response.

"Making sure you eat, that's all. And while you do that I'll be working on whatever needs to be done so it's almost like you didn't take a break at all!" You explained as you reached over and took Lucifer's reading glasses off his head, resting them upon your nose instead. Lucifer seemed ticked off at first but he knew he couldn't get mad, you were only being playful and trying to help.

A soft but yet deep chuckle left his lips as he shook his head at you, yet he still picked up the utensils and began to eat the food you prepared anyway.

You were standing next to the side of his desk trying to read the papers that were in English, but many of them happened to be in the language the demons seemed to use regularly, so you couldn't understand much.

A sigh escaped your lips, "I'm sorry Lucifer but I don't understand even half these documents.." you said as you looked defeated. Lucifer finished this plate of food quickly and set it aside, now ready to get back to work yet again.

"Don't worry, I didn't expect you to. However, it was amusing to watch you try to read them in confusion." He chuckled again as he stole his reading glasses back, "Why don't you take a seat, you've been standing this whole time."

You looked around his study but the only seat happened to be the one he was sitting in.

Confused you asked, "Um.. where do you want me to sit? I mean I could just sit on the floor if that's ok?" Your response came out more like a question than you intended.

"You humans are so clueless sometimes." Lucifer said as he shook his head in amusement.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean!" You wined a bit at his snarky comment.

The demon patted the spot on his lap signaling that he wanted you to sit... there. Your face heated up a tad as your mouth made an "oh", realizing what he meant all along.

"A-.. Are you sure? I mean I don't want to disturb you..." You stuttered a bit, making you even more embarrassed by the situation.

"You said you wanted to help me right? I'm not saying you have to do anything, but having you near me would be beneficial." Lucifer explained with a smirk across his face.

"Fine." Was all you said as you climbed into the demons lap. You straddled his waist and rested your head on his shoulder as your hands gently rested on his sides, wrapping around him. After you were situated he wrapped one arm around your waist as well, his dominant hand then picking up the previously dropped pen and began working again.

You could've sworn you felt him leave a small kiss on your head, but maybe you were imagining things. You were tired after all.

Breathing in his cologne made you feel more relaxed than ever. You let out a soft sigh as your eyelids left heavy and your breathing started to slow down and even out. After just a few minutes you were out like a light in a peaceful sleep. Lucifer didn't notice until after some time. His hand cramped up a bit so he took a second to place the pen down, but when he looked down at you, his eyes softened.

He checked the time on his watch and realized that it was later than he thought it was. Picking you up with you still against his chest, he brought you down the hall to where your own room was located. Opening the door strategically with you still in his arms, he made his way over to your comfy bed and set you down as gently as possible.

Once you were laid down nicely, he softly brushed stray hair from your face. It was no doubt that you happened to be a descendent of Lilith, you definitely had the most angelic features Lucifer had ever laid eyes upon.

Just as he was about to leave your side and head back to his study, you stirred in your sleep, noticing the warmth he provided you was gone.

"Please... please stay." Was all you managed to mumble out as you slightly reached your tired hand out him. He took a second to think about your offer.

"Fine but only this once." He said, too exhausted to fight back.

He removed his suit coat and hung it on the edge of the bed frame and placed his other articles of clothing at the foot of the bed. By the time he was done he was left in his button down dress shirt and boxers. He was a bit embarrassed to sleep with you in this minimal amount of clothing, but he wouldn't be able to ever get comfortable and sleep in a suit and dress pants.

Once he laid down next to your figure, you instinctively cuddled close to his chest missing his warmth already. Lucifer smiled as he looked down at you as he pressed a kiss to your forehead. With a heavy sigh, he relaxed as well and wrapped both his arms around your waist, bringing you even closer than before. He knew that he never wanted to let you go.

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overleftdown · 4 months

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farleigh start thoughts

this is going to be a very random, very eclectic post. i just wanted to share some stuff that i can't figure out how to post independently. some headcanons, some commentary, some references... who knows. probably just a lot of yabbering.

"keep the rain" by searows. dude. just listen to the lyrics, i swear.

i was wondering about what the cattons really give farleigh. there's kind of... endless possibilities. his family in america is emotionally neglectful, but how do the cattons differ? i can imagine that having felix and venetia, two people of similar ages that he can glue himself to, is important to him. i also think that frederica start is an overlooked aspect of farleigh's character. e.i. he needs to have some semblance of closeness with the cattons if he has a chance at convincing them to financially support his mom. i think his ultimate mistake when confronting felix was perhaps centering himself, when the conversation was originally about frederica. although farleigh needed to finally say what he knew all along; he's different, and he's being treated differently because of it. i digress; farleigh wants companionship, a loud and distracting lifestyle, the security that only wealth can give you, and the possibility of helping his mom. that's how i sum it up, at least.

although farleigh is prone to escapism (into his wealth, into drugs, into his social life, into the games he plays), he doesn't seem as committed to cognitive dissociation as the rest of the cattons. i don't think farleigh is deluded by the wealth and power he has access to; i actually think it's the opposite. he is so hyper-vigilant of what he can lose that he's entirely aware that he doesn't know how to exist without wealth. the rest of the cattons have convinced themselves that wealth isn't an inherent part of them (elspeth with her odd anecdotes that imply she's a worldly woman, felix with his down-to-earth "i'm beyond classism" attitude, venetia with her general boredom of wealth and everything attached to wealth). farleigh never has that attitude. he knows exactly who he is with wealth, and he's terrified of what he will face without wealth. how would he cope with his sometimes-debilitating otherness? how would he have any power, any control, if not wealth and status? (this is a warped perception of reality, but i believe that's the perspective that comes with omnipresent wealth since you were born).

i think that farleigh would smother his room in pictures. i mean all kinds of media. films he likes, artists he likes (beyonce, justin timberlake, gwen stefani, aaliyah, madonna), pictures of new york, polaroids, photo booth strips, favorite travel locations (greece, italy, LA, germany, whatever), chad from hsm because that's his hair inspo, vogue magazine clippings- jesus, dare i say... postcards? i'm picturing anything and everything. but let's say that farleigh is a very private person. i mean, he's a professional hider, secret keeper, "inside thoughts" kind of person. i'm imagining anything just slightly too personal would be kept in a box. maybe that same box he keeps his cocaine! family pictures, baby pictures, personal photography (would it be bold to imagine farleigh as a notorious street photographer?), old knick knacks like his first friendship bracelets or seashells he found on the beach. i'm getting carried away. farleigh seems like the type to consume, linger, consider. i feel like anyone who wears gucci loafers also has an immense amount of sentimental material.

farleigh doesn't like english food that much.

farleigh is clearly able to apply himself in an academic setting, if the tutoring session is anything to go by. he takes a gamble on whether spending time with people is more beneficial than actually doing his work, and maybe he's just a little bit bored by school. but at the same time, he listened to oliver's entire essay and counted each individual time that oliver said "thus." where the tutor wasn't even listening, farleigh made the choice to specifically comment on oliver's rhetorical content because he understands how to apply yourself academically, even if you've yet to get around to the actual assignment. so.

i think farleigh likes to read. clearly felix, vee, and farleigh all made an agreement to read harry potter together. but i'm also imagining farleigh as a sort of classic literature, historical drama, and romance type of reader. i just think he'd get a kick out of it. i imagine his myspace page genuinely contained moments where he shared book plot like it was school drama.

based on archie's information about how he was asked to audition for farleigh, i think that farleigh speaks to his mom less often and very casually. in a few of archie's interviews, he said he was asked to mimic a phone call with the character's mom while he talked about guys he slept with recently. i think farleigh learned to avoid attempting any substantial conversation with frederica from a fairly young age (also from what archie has said about farleigh's dynamic with his mom). there's a level of both maturity and immaturity to farleigh's relationship with frederica. frederica clings to youth and avoids traditional aspects of motherhood. farleigh had to meet her in this odd middle ground, speaking to her like a friend that's similar in age to him. i can imagine that very few people have had any genuine, serious, emotional conversations with farleigh. like archie has said, farleigh and felix's heated confrontation has never happened before. farleigh doesn't say shit about what he's feeling or thinking.

farleigh and the cattons is so GAH. familial but transactional, familial but not quite. the cattons resolutely ignore the massive elephant in the room that is their inability to let go of how they view farleigh. "dad felt so guilty that he agreed to pay for all of farleigh's education," which also implies that farleigh is only living with the cattons because james has roped himself into this odd situation where farleigh is being shipped to england for school. now that he kinda has to stay with them based on that one agreement, it would also be weird if the cattons didn't treat farleigh the same as felix and venetia. i'm getting carried away. supporting a family member isn't supposed to be on the basis of guilt or pity. there is supposed to be... love? like, c'mon. this makes farleigh's relationship with his cousins odd. venetia believes farleigh is spoiled ("talk about biting the hand"), felix agrees that farleigh is there for entertainment. both comments didn't sit very well with me. the normal family dynamic is shrouded in this strange obligatory and transactional attitude. odd. odd odd odd.

YOUR BEST AMERICAN GIRL BY MITSKI

nothing, just farleigh's relationship with sex and how abysmally unhealthy it is, actually. and also the fact that oliver coerced him sexually GAH. i see this character and he makes me insane to be so honest.

he had to mourn both his cousins ALONE??

i hope farleigh eventually does something incredibly sinister and conniving and mean to oliver.

okay i'm done. hope you enjoyed... all of that.

#farleigh start #such a USED and ABUSED tag #good gravy #I FORGOT ABOUT “good gravy”#white people cooked w that one #saltburn #saltburn 2023 #archie madekwe #me when farleigh when farleigh when farleigh?#i made my friend watch saltburn with me and now i'm thinking a lot #this hyperfixation feels endless #which just means that it will most definitely end #i'm kinda loving it rn though #SALTBURNNNNNNNN

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beanghostprincess · 12 days

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@landsailorsky Mentioned something about Sanuso going on a first date and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it...

Sanji asks Usopp out on a date and it is the most awkward thing because they're in that state of the relationship where they know they like each other, but "does he like me enough to date me? Should I ask him? Should I shut up forever and jump into the sea and drown?". But Sanji asks anyway (nervous and trying to look cool and normal about it but failing miserably).

He says something about having dinner together on their own after the rest have gone to sleep or maybe walking around an island or even stargazing. Whatever his dear sniper wants. But Usopp is so confused. He says yes, of course he does, but that is what they already normally do. There is nothing romantic about it because they spend most of their time together alone. They stargaze. They buy groceries together. They have dinner together. They do night shifts together. And yet, when Sanji asks, it feels different and new and extremely scary. Frightening, even.

It's not in a bad way. He has never been happier and more excited. But he still feels like he's going to throw up and do something to mess up the date somehow. Sanji says he will take care of everything, but not being sure about what they're going to do is what makes Usopp so anxious. Sanji loves planning these things, though, so he's sure he will do just fine.

I think Usopp would calm down rather quickly, though, surprisingly? Because he probably tells Nami about it and Nami says something like "you guys do these things all the time. Going on a first date is pointless for you two because you could've just started dating months ago. But whatever. Sanji likes these things, right? Just do what you normally do and you will be fine". And even if Usopp acknowledges that it is not actually the same same thing, realizing that it's just Sanji the one they're talking about calms him down a bit.

But of course, Sanji is a mess. He has everything planned. Perfect date. Walk around the nearest island, spend the day together, make dinner for him, stargaze, kiss him. Perfect plan. And it does seem like everything is going to be perfect, even if there are minor inconveniences, so he is fine. He is not nervous. He is a lover-boy. Mr.Prince. A gentleman. He will be fine. It is just Usopp. But I think he'd be so worried about everything going perfectly,,,

So I think their date would be extremely sweet even if it's a complete mess. They would both be nervous. Usopp would have sweaty hands. Sanji, who normally knows what to say, has to think things through before speaking because otherwise, he will start stuttering. Usopp tries to be romantic and hold Sanji's hand but it sends Sanji into a state of "Sanji.exe stopped working" and he almost kills him. Probably they end up fighting some guys because of course they would. They try food somewhere around the island and Usopp loves it and it makes Sanji a bit self-conscious because he secretly wants Usopp to like his cooking more. Sanji treats women the way he always does and it sort of messes up the mood for Usopp for a while.

They're both so nervous and they don't know what to do and it does seem like the date has gone horribly wrong when they go back to the ship. But- But then they have dinner together. Usopp is feeling a bit down and thinks this thing between them isn't gonna work. But Sanji has to fix it somehow, and he can! There is still dinner left! And that is how he has always expressed his love. He convinces Usopp to have dinner with him ("it doesn't have to be part of the date. Just me and you like always. I can't let you go to bed without eating first, please") and Sanji finally lets go of that nervousness and burden when they start eating.

Usopp stops being so self-conscious when he stops focusing on the fact that it is a date. It doesn't have to be a date. They can just be... Themselves

Sanji prepares all kinds of food. All Usopp's favorite. Their hands brush, they sit impossibly closer, and they spend hours talking in the kitchen. Even washing the dishes feels romantic when they aren't thinking about it being romantic.

The date does end up with a kiss, by the way, while they are stargazing and Sanji is talking about something Usopp isn't listening to right now because he is too busy leaning in to close the space between them. And it is-- It is messy and awkward and they're both blushing and weird about it. But it is perfect for them because the night ends with them laughing their asses off about how pathetic and dumb they've been acting all day. They've been doing these things forever together. They have gone on dates before, then, so this isn't the first one. This doesn't have to be the first one. They can skip the early stages they've already crossed together and just... Be themselves.

#can you tell i love best friends to lovers #it is indeed. my favorite trope #they make me go insane thank you for putting this idea in my head #they're so cute weknwelkfnweknflk going cray cray #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso

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louissatturi · 7 months

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TRANSLATION OF (ADULT) BAGI DIARY REPORT ABOUT THE ISLAND

Report - Month 1

It has been less then a month, since i woke up in this island. That already was inhabited by dozens of people and all of them look like they have been in here longer then me.

They had eggs and treated them like children (how weird??) And just talk about their missing.

About my head, i still heven got used uncannyness of a empty mind yet. I don't remenber anything. How the people that love me must feel?

Being forgotten is the same as dying.

How my brother is? Who is he? Is he even alive? Will (he) still be here? Did i came to find him? But my parents??

I don’t remenber your face and neither your name, just the feeling of his existence... It looks like a lost my other half.

The least worst part is that somebody is helping me in recover some of my memories, and i don't think it's a part of the federation's planes that i remenber the reason to be in her Our maybe is it? Are they playing with me?

Being in this island is unberable. The people in here welcomed me very well, showed me their houses and said their names... but the rest?

I don't know who they are, what they do, if they are even well.... they already know each other for months and don't have any reason to trust me, i know... but it needed to be like this? So closed. I ended up closing too.

It's clear that most of them receive weid messenges and hide information all the time. Do they even trust on their friends?

The only ones that shared some (personal) information untill now ware Tina and Etoiles, in one (conversention) witch we talked about your favorite foods and costumes

Badboyhalo kinda became my friend too. Probably the person (?) That spended the most and added me in everything! Stuff seems simpler when i'm near him.

Even the brazilians, that welcomed me so warmily, seem being focused in their own personal investigations

All the information i found out there ware already "common knowlege"

Pac stands out amongs them. It's defenily a person with a big heart and the one that most adds that people he trusts in investigations, I question myself if somebody close to him could try to harm him

Forever is a open mouth* (like me) i never saw Mike and Felps... is Felps. Cellbit intrigues me alot, i still can't read him yet.

I stumbled in some of his personal storys

However, it seems that everyday something is heppening with them. I wanted to see them more often...

Except for Cellbit, I trust him but i think it's safer to people to not know this. I need to observe him from afar and understand who is watching him.

He seems a great investigator and i know i'ts some of the most dangerous positions somebody could gave in a hostile environment

If somebody betrays him, i defenily need to act and keep all this information safe, starting with this

Diary, And sorry since now, men, but i beraly know you. (I) Can't interfere so to not compromise the investigation.

(I) Don't know how to say if i have suspects in the moments, because i need to know more about their names names and adresses to know if i have allies or enemies.

PS: Remember to keep an eye on Forever and the information we get about him! He aperently disapeared in a quest in search or the eggs - send by Cucurucho- and dosen't know when (and if) will comeback.

Keep an eye on the french too, they posses a lot of information and looks like they always share between themselfs. Their union could be great but could also be a problem if trust in close eyes between each other.

#qsmp #bagi #bagi cattuzzo #bagi ozzutac #gabi cattuzzo #qsmp bagi #bagi qsmp #q!bagi

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blue-rose-soul · 2 months

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For hazbin hotel au: in what scenario would cause both alastor and Lucifer to agree or find out the truth at same time?

Ngl, the wording of this has me a little confused. Uhh, so a situation where Alastor and Lucifer both figure it out at the same time?

It probably begins with Alastor suspecting but not actually knowing about Lucifer's past with his mother. And he doesn't really care enough to go digging. Until Lucifer moves into the hotel.

After the extermination when things have calmed down and everyone's getting used to the new hotel and living together, Charlie makes sure to stress to Alastor and Lucifer that she'd at least like them to be civil with each other, even if they can't exactly be friendly. They begrudgingly agree, which means they're spending more time in one another's vicinity. At some point the topic of favorite foods comes up and Alastor, being the mama's boy he is, begins praising his mother's jambalaya. Lucifer isn't enough of a dick to insult someone's mother's cooking, but he does chime in that the best jambalaya he's ever had was made by a really sweet lady he met whence upon a time when he snuck up to Earth and wound up in the middle of this really wild party in the southern US. It's a little funny; he doesn't remember most of that night. And angels usually have impeccable memories!

Alastor narrows his eyes. He decides to play a hunch.

"If you're so certain, why don't we just see how my mother's recipe measures up?" he challenges. Lucifer agrees. But he's certain that Alastor's cooking won't come anywhere close to his memory of that Mardi Gras in 190x.

On his way out the door, Alastor 'offhandedly' remarks that his maman told him stories about the Mardi Gras parade she attended in 190x.

Lucifer narrows his eyes as Alastor disappears into the kitchen.

Once dinner's ready, Alastor is watching very very closely for Lucifer's reaction. And Lucifer is very very aware of Alastor watching him very very closely. No one else is really paying attention, they're too busy digging into their meals. Alastor and Lucifer make eye contact.

Then, finally, Lucifer takes a bite.

His eyes go wide.

He meets Alastor's eyes across the table.

He knows. And Alastor knows he knows. And Alastor also knows that he knows that Alastor knows he knows.

Alastor simply smiles, cocks his head to the side, and says, "So, is it as good as the jambalaya you had in 190x?"

Lucifer doesn't answer. He eats the rest of the meal in silence. No one else at the table has any clue what that was about.

Alastor vanishes pretty quickly after kitchen cleanup, but Lucifer spends the next few days trying to catch Alastor alone. It's tricky, given that Alastor keeps to himself a lot when he's not actively doing something for the hotel or participating in some mandatory group activity. As soon as he's not needed he vanishes into the shadows again. It takes a while before Lucifer finally gets his chance to talk to Alastor. It... doesn't go well.

"I was just satisfying some curiosity," Alastor tells him. "In truth, I could care less."

After all, it's not like knowing the identity of the man who walked out on him and his maman will do him any good now. If Lucifer wanted to have some kind of father-son bond, he should have been there a hundred years ago. And he doesn't care for an apology either. If Lucifer wants to apologize to someone, he should speak to Nicaise. She went in the other direction, by the way.

#ask #anonymous #Hazbin Hotel #the Devil's Bastard AU #Alastor #Lucifer Morningstar #Alastor doesn't want a bond but he *does* enjoy making Lucifer squirm

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settphel-enthusiast · 6 months

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Goodnight, mooncake. ―

Sett & Aphelios one shot, fluff!

― Cursing cw

― 2,081 Words

― Overstimulation / Meltdown cw

― Mentions of; top surgery scars(Aphelios), Stretch Marks(Sett's Mom) and caring for them

― Uhh.. Not sure what other tags!

― Excuse me while my brain is rotting over Heartsteel, I'm sorry if something doesn't make sense ; -; aowidhaowhd I didn't sleep much

5:49pm,

It always became so dark around this time, even thought there was enough light that the street lights didn't turn on. It was cold enough for a sweater, but it was the type of cold where you'd get hot easily and sweat. There was the sound of echoed laughter from a once busy street, now empty, and the sound of store-keepers shutting their shops, with just fast-food chain restaurants' neon lights in the distance on a main-street.

"Stop eating my fuckin' food!" Shouted Kayn, with a hint of Rhaast in his voice, "Or what?" Ezreal was really playing with fire tonight, he'd spin on his heels and turn to face Kayn, sticking out his tongue with the most shit-eating grin plastered on his face, a laugh came from Ezreal's lips, it made the rest of the boys smile as well. Watching as Kayn started to chase Ezreal down the street.

They all just started walking home from a little festival in-town; with Ezreal and Kayn running around in front, K'sante and Yone holding most of the gifts they've bought, including drinks and food and Sett and Aphelios walking in the back, each of them sharing an earphone for music.

What would they be listening to? Everything Goes On by Porter Robinson.

Porter Robinson was probably one of Aphelios' favorite artists, next to River Tiber.

Sett's much larger, bandage-covered hand came down to brush against Aphelios' arm, making sure he knew what he wanted, "Can I?" Sett's rugged voice was barely above a whisper, and without even responding; but their eyes met, and Aphelios laced their fingers together, his eyes lighting up with a smile; his lips being hidden with his mask.

"Thank you," Sett signed.

Be still, his poor heart. Thank God for the mask, otherwise that flush across his cheeks would've been obvious.

Aphelios' eyes fixated on the others in front of them as they'd continue their journey back to the apartment.

"You two, take a left in the next street!" K'sante yelled out,

"Shut up!" Rhaast was clearly becoming antsy, and Ezreal ran around Yone and K'sante, using them as a shield, but also to protect the takoyaki that Ezreal and Kayn were supposed to share, putting it in the bag Yone was carrying before they ran off again; heading down that street that K'sante pointed out to.

Sett let out a chesty, heartfelt laugh, "God, it's never boring with those two around, hey, Phel?" His smile softened as his rich ceruleans found Aphelios' rather bland face, "Phel?" He lowered his head down.

Now, Sett was rather tall, much taller than Aphelios, just an inch taller than K'sante, Phel's head practically reached his shoulders, if we're being generous here.

Aphelios; completely lost in thought, Sett stopped them both, to grab his attention, and quickly, his vermillions fixated on Sett with confusion, "What's up?" He signed slowly,

"I'm worried, are you okay? Tired?" Sett signed back while he spoke; trying to get into the habit of doing so,

"Very tired," Phel's eyes closed, "I'll be okay," Aphelios added before pulling down his mask, "I don't want you to worry," he mouthed while signing,

"I will worry, you know this," Sett's ears flopped down with a knit in his brow, his heart ached.

And as they were conversing in the middle of an empty street, the four ahead were almost out of sight,

"Anything I can do?" Sett added, and Phel reached down to grab back onto Sett's hand, bringing up to rub his cheek against it, shaking his head,

"This is all I need," Phel mouthed, and they continued walking.

Deep down, Aphelios knew full well that he was completely drained, being out in public, conversing with strangers, having loud music blaring in his ears and the constant walking; it was fun, but it was getting too much.

The darkness of this barely lit street, the lack of obnoxious music, and Sett being in his hand was slowly bringing him back to reality.

Their hands laced together once again, and they even did a little jog to catch up with the others.

Despite Sett's stronger form, Aphelios was pretty good stamina-wise, and could keep up with Sett when it came to running, and they both did cardio together from time to time, it was a good way to spend time together without making it so obvious.

Turning that corner now, K'sante pulled out the keys to their apartment and Ezreal and Kayn were out of breath from chasing one another, standing at the entrance to the apartment building, leaning against each other, arms around eachother's necks, completely tuckered out.

K'sante laughed aloud, "Good, looks like you both will be sleeping good tonight then!"

"Don't stay up late, the both of you, we have rehearsals tomorrow morning, early." Yone spoke in a stern tone before heading up to their room.

K'sante, Yone, Ezreal and Kayn went straight inside to unpack and eat.

But Aphelios stopped by the elevator and held tightly onto Sett's hand behind his back, "You don't want to go inside?" A curious head-tilt with one of Sett's ears flopping,

"Can we hang out on the roof for a while?" Aphelios signed with just a subtle knit in his brow,

"Anything you need, mooncake," And as Sett turned around, he'd just gently push Aphelios back into the elevator with the presence of his towering form, with just a subtle chuckle erupting from his lips, his smile exposing his pearly white fangs and single golden tooth.

Aphelios' free hand came up to Sett's jawline, rubbing that stubble, and as the elevator doors closed, their lips met for the entirety of the elevator ride; Sett's lips all over Aphelios' face, not one bit left un-smooched.

Aphelios begun tapping onto Sett's arm, attempting to get him to pull back, but oh no! He didn't, he kept attacking Aphelios' face with kisses and face-rubs, his stubble grazing over Aphelios' cheek -- and that was the final straw. Phel's hands came up to Sett's face, pushing it away with a shake of his head, "Too much?" Sett spoke with a laugh, and Aphelios nodded, hinting towards the stubble,

"Oh yeah.. Sorry, I forgot this mornin'," Sett pulled back and rubbed his stubble, averting his gaze with a huff, "No more, pinkie swear," Sett raised his pinkie.

Aphelios took it, giving Sett a stern look before leaning up and kissing his cheek -- taking his bandaged hand to walk out on the roof-top, it was tidy; with plants surrounding the edge of the building, an outdoor canopy with an L-shaped couch, a few chairs and a coffee table in the middle; all under the canopy, while the rest had just a pool that was fenced off.

Aphelios huffed a sigh and found the couch, flopping down and laying on his side, and Sett sat down next to Aphelios' head carefully, shifting just enough so Phel's head could rest on one of his thighs.

The sound of crickets in the garden, a subtle, cold breeze, and the warmth of Sett's leg under his head, Aphelios' eyes lulled close, and Sett leaned back, closing his eyes as well; with one hand on Phel's head.

Aphelios put on some different music for the both of them to listen to -- Running out of Time by No Spirit and Tonion, among other songs

It was like this for.. What? An hour? Maybe more.

Come around 7pm and Sett's phone started to ring; it was Yone.

He answered, "Where are you guys?" Yone's tone sounded concerned more than anything,

"Just on the roof, Phel's napping, I think.." Sett's voice barely a whisper, not sure if Aphelios was actually asleep or not, and.. To be truthful, he really wasn't; his eyes were closed, and he was so focused on his breathing and Sett's.

"Dinner's ready, we'll put it in the fridge then, come down when you're ready," Yone spoke, happy to know where they were.

"Thank you, will do," Sett whispered and Phel sat up, stretching his shoulders.

"We should head down," Aphelios signed, his eyes were heavy, like he genuinely was ready to sleep.

"We don't have to, Yone said he'll put it in the fridge for when we're ready,"

"It's getting cold," No, Aphelios was getting cold; Sett was perfectly warm, he was like a radiator of heat and sunshine, where ever he went, the room lit up.

Aphelios was.. Very jealous of that fact; his beaming smile, his hearty laugh and that stupid.. Toothy grin of his, he couldn't get enough of it. While Phel rarely smiled, but when he did, it would warm the hearts of others and the people around him, expressiveness wasn't his strong suit.

"Alright, mooncake, let's go," Sett stood up first, offering both his hands to Aphelios, and he'd use them to pull himself to his feet; chest to chest, and suddenly.. The warmth, strong embrace of Sett's arms came around Aphelios' shoulders, with the Vastayan's head on top of his.

Leaning into his touch, Aphelios took a deep breath in and sighed it out, oh how he smelt so comforting.. Like a subtly sweet cologne and sandalwood, a little sniffle with the redenning of his nose? Tears welling in his eyes.

"Phel?" Sett suddenly leaned down and Aphelios wiped his tears, shaking his head -- he was just overwhelmed from the day, very tired and completely drained of energy.

Sett's hands cupped Aphelios' red cheeks, "Let's get to bed, it's been a long day," unlike Aphelios, Sett can just keep going and going throughout the day, there was no energy limit.

He'd pick up Aphelios, hugging him nice and close, tightly; even zipping his jacket around Aphelios' form for that added pressure and comfort.

He snuck his way into their apartment, most of the lights were dimmed down already, Ezreal and Kayn passed out on one another on the couch in the living room, Yone quietly worked in the kitchen with a coffee next to his laptop and K'sante helping where he could with paperwork.

It was dead-quiet, and Sett waved, the other two waved back, there was the quiet sniffling coming from within his jacket, Yone tilted his head after lifting it up from his work,

"Everything okay?" He signed pretty quick,

"Tired," Sett signed back before taking Aphelios to his room; it was dark, with only a few lava-lamps to light up his room, the curtains always closed and of course, there was the pile of plushies in the corner, three different blankets; weighted, faux-mink and a light-weighted duvet.

Sitting down onto his bed, he'd unzip his jacket, letting Aphelios go free.

And as he did, the mute stood up to begin changing into a set of pajamas; while Sett looked away, doing everything in his power not to pay attention.

Phel returned to bed in just a pair of boxers, flopping onto his back onto the bed.

Sett huffed, "You know better," he muttered out, reaching into Phel's night-stand, grabbing some moisturizer that Sett's mom gifted to Aphelios for his surgery scars; Sett's Mom used it for her stretch marks, and it worked wonders!

Sett sat on Aphelios' waist, rubbing the cream into his chest, while Aphelios covered his face, trying his best not to burst out into breathless laughter; going as far as holding his breath.

Sett knew full well how ticklish it was for Aphelios; between his sensitive ribs and the numbed area that was the scars.

"Sit still!" Sett started to laugh while Phel wiggled,

"I'm trying," he signed, holding his laughs.

"Alright, there," his rugged voice chimed, closing the cream's container and he'd slide off Aphelios, laying on his side, "Feel better?" The Vastayan rubbed Phel's cheek with his knuckles,

"Thank you, I do," Phel signed and he'd shuffle closer; so their skin was touching. Of course, Sett had no intention of sleeping just yet, he'd often wait for Aphelios to fall asleep first before he did.

"Rest well, mooncake, see you in the mornin'," Sett leaned down and kissed Aphelios' face, making sure his stubble didn't touch Phel's face.

Of course, once Aphelios was asleep; he could change out of his clothes, into his underwear and a loose tanktop that left little to nothing to the imagination for his clean-cut form.

And his arms wrapped around Aphelios' waist, just to bring his back against Sett's chest, spooning his entire form with Sett's knees tucked under Phel's comfortably, pulling the blankets over their shoulders with his free hand.

#league of legends #heartsteel #sett #aphelios #ezreal #kayn #settphel #yone #k'sante #moomiwrites

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fluffykiddosstuff · 1 year

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❤️What would they do for valentine's day (dbh)❤️

Hello everyone! I hope you all got the love you deserved today! (from family, co-workers, friends or lovers doesn't matter <3) and I hope you will like this :) it's not NSFW bc I didn't had enough idea for NSFW headcanons about valentine's days since I'm single :_: so sorry abt that

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💙Daniel💙

(I have this headcanons were the dpd repaired all the androids that could be repaired after Markus got them their rights so let's say it's after that :))

- poor boy is really traumatized by is old owners, but he remembers how they acted to each other on valentine's day, how one would cook and the other buy presents all the stuff like that, so he considered about doing similar

- If you say you don't want anything fancy for this day or that you finish work a bit late, he would be stressing inside but not showing any of it, he has attachments issues and even if it's not meant in a bad way he feels like you would get rid of him like his previous owners tried to

- cooks something fancyer than usually and would set candles were you both usually eat (like I said in previous headcanons : thirium food hc for androids), maybe some red themed decoration but not too much and a lot but A LOT of kisses and cuddles in the couch <3 it would be praises from him to you and the other way around to let each other know you are both loved deeply

- as a gift he would try to help you with work that you brought home so you can rest in bed with him sooner than you did every day, if he can't help he would just bring you some coffee/tea (or any favorite drinks you like folks) to keep you going while you finish

- hugs you frome behind while you work and while you fall asleep either on him or in the bed after taking care of you in a warm and romantic bath <3

💚Ralph💚

(for Ralph you meeted him thanks to Kara and you live with him in this BTW :))

- he didn't knew what valentine's day was until he saw it either on your TV or while he was walking outside, he asked more about it to Kara since Kara and Luther were dating now, she explained that it was something to show love to the ones you truly care about

- "but isn't that something you should do every day?"

- after a while he finally understood and rushed home to surprise you the best he could

- putting the keys in your bag and getting in the living room, you saw a big bouquet of your favorites flowers and plants on the center table, you smiled fondly when Ralph took you in his arms from behind and kissed your cheek

- " Ralph made the composition himself, they won't last very long but we could always try to do the same with paper, what do you think?"

- he also ordered your favorite food, since he knows he can't cook well since he doesn't have a "home caring" program (the Alice and Kara incident at the squat made us realize that lol)

- he want to feed you and you to feed him, he didn't got loved like that and he want to show you he does truly

🤎Markus🤎

- he knows what valentine's day is about, Carl made back then a special painting about this day and explained it to markus how, for humans, it was important and meaningful

- once you got home nothing would have changed but, when you enter your room to get changed you saw a big painting of you and your lover on the bed with petals of your favorite flower on the sheets, you admired the painting when you heard a romantic song playing on a piano, you smiled to yourself knowing who it was and you got into the working area that you reserved for markus and his hobbies

- "did you like the painting? I hope you did because It will be hanging in this room since today"

- he smiled and kissed you, then probably wants to dance with you and make you laugh for the rest of the day

- "you are the most beautiful peace of art ever, I mean it"

☕Gavin☕

- "valentine's day? Pff it's for cowards"

- would sent you some dumb romantic quotes by text so only you can see them

- when you got home you find a box of chocolates with a little note on it

- "even if I don't show it or tell it every day, I'm glad you are in my life"

- he would hug you in the bed/sofa and cherish your body while saying sometimes love words to you

- kiss everywhere you feel insecure 1nd likes when you kiss his scars

💛Simon💛

- prepared everything so you don't have to do anything but relax when you get home, diner? Already made, cleaning? Done, he wants you to enjoy every seconds of the time you will spend together

- "here let me take your coat" with a warm smile then a hug and a kiss

- some lights lit up in the room and your favorite perfume all over the room to make you at ease

- buyed you flowers, made you a card, dressed up fancy and buyed you some clothes he thought you would have liked, this man wants to make you feel special and loved <3

- drinking champagne by a balcony, looking at the stars and Detroit, chatting about whatever comes to your minds

- he is glued to you and snuggling against you (pls let him be the little spoon he just wants to feels you holding him)

🩸Connor🩸

- since he is still a little bit awkard with his deviancy, he literally bullied hank to make tings perfect

- dressed in a blue and black suit, he invited you to a restaurant and made you the center of his attention since every days he as to focus on cases for work

- walks while taking your hand in a park and sits on a bench looking at the stars

- "every nights and days with you are wonderful, I can't get enough of them and you, I wished we could do this every night"

- arrived home he would help you get cleaned and then spoons you while stroking your hair and soothing you to sleep

🥃Hank🥃

- "valentine's day are only made to make money, it's dumb"

- wants just to spend the day with you at home chilling, in pyjamas, nothing fancy

- maybe would order what you would want to eat and let you pick the movie

- strokes your hair whil you snuggle next to him

- don't be surprised if you see a gift on your bed

- "what? Just because I find it dumb doesn't mean I can't buy you shit.."

- If you buy him something he would use it every day every times he can

- falling asleep with you and sumo in the bed is the best valentine's this old man could dream of

🤖Nines🤖

- many researchs of how he can show you his love by touch or gift since he isn't good with words

- kisses and hugs out of nowhere, more than usually

- gift you clothing and jewelry

- tries to cook (either it's fantastic either it's burned, no in-between)

- let's you borrow his working jacket for once

- takes you shopping

- takes you to a restaurant

- in bed he would keep you as close as he can and gently rub every part that reach his hands

- he doesn't expect anything in return but if you do, it will stay in his mind 24/24hours and he would be overwhelmed by that

🕊️Rupert🕊️

- he hear about valentine's day while feeding some pigeons in the park

- would send a message with a bird to your window, while waiting outside for you

- "you know I love you right? Do you want to be my valentine this year?"

- takes you into a zoo and stops almost every time to analyse every animals (even the ones that aren't part of the zoo)

- buys you a plush of your favorite animal and some food

- takes many pictures with you and then gift them to you in a frame

- offers you his coat when you both get home

- when you propose him to stay he smiles and hugs you in the bed until you fall asleep

☮️Josh☮️

- he knows what valentine's day is since almost the start of his deviancy, when you started to get with him he knew he wanted to experience this first time with you

- takes you to your favorite place and does a picnic there

- watch the clouds and imagine the forms and their story

- made you some home made gift

- "wait you have some crumbs here, don't move.."

- plays and dance with you when you get home and then falls asleep one the couch, you on top of him, he is hugging you tightly against him

- you are the best thing that happened to him since the androids rised up

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I hope you like those headcanons!

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andreal831 · 2 months

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The Depiction of the Werewolves in TO

Once again, I made a quick, I thought funny, tiktok, which has upset some people because of my, you could say, lack of sympathy for the wolves in TO. But don't blame me, blame the writers.

If you know anything about me, you know Hayley Marshall is a top favorite character for me. I love her growth and the journey she went on to find her family. Which is why, when she did find them (excluding the whole betraying Tyler thing), I was upset by how they treated her. You have Jackson telling her he was disappointed in their interaction, you have Oliver taking advantage of her hospitality and betraying her, and then the rest of her family doesn't even greet her/talk to her. She is supposed to be this "princess who is promised," and yet they can't even take a second to get to know her. I get, they have been cursed and are just trying to enjoy their human moments while they can, but it just didn't give me anything to bond with.

Except Eve. I loved Eve. She welcomed Hayley, not as some long lost royal, but as family. Eve is the first, and really only, werewolf/family that we, as the audience, get to see Hayley bond with. We see her helping Hayley prepare for her baby as well as teaching her about their culture. It's implied others are helping as well, but we never get to see it. It all happens off screen. I just know, if Eve had been alive, she would have been by Hayley's side after she "lost" Hope.

Which makes it so much worse when Oliver kills Eve. And all for power. This is where my dislike for the New Orleans werewolves comes in. Any other time we meet wolves, there is a strong sense of loyalty. You hear, Tyler and Jules and even Hayley talk about the packs they have been with and you see them working together to avoid/fight off Klaus. But then we get to the Crescent wolves and learn that they have been trying to kill each other for power. Not just in the past, we actively see Oliver get his own pack members killed and then kill Eve with zero consequences. Yes, Oliver does die, but not because of that. He is still given a proper burial, something we don't even get to see for Eve.

Now, an argument people use a lot with the wolves is that they are the oppressed. But this argument, to me, comes more from the historical portrayal of werewolves and less from the sources material we are discussing. Throughout much media, the wolves are meant to represent the oppressed -- the poor and downtrodden -- who have been taken advantage of by the blood-sucking aristocrats, the vampires. But in TO, Jackson tells us that the werewolves were at the top of the food chain until in-fighting got the better of them.

And we see this in flashbacks to 1919. Lana Lebonair is working with the Mikaelsons and they are able to create peace in the city with the witches. After the Mikaelsons flee, we don't know exactly what happened, but we know leading up to the 1990s there had been enough in-fighting that the Lebonairs and Kenners had set up an arranged marriage in hopes to quell the civil war that had broken out.

Unlike in other depictions of werewolves, the wolves were not inherently oppressed. The first werewolf we ever meet is Tyler Lockwood, who was by no means strapped for cash. In 1919, the Crescents were living in the Quarter, partying right alongside everyone else. It wasn't until their own members made power grabs did they have issues.

In hindsight, we are told these power grabs are due to the Hollow and someone implied that Marcel should have investigated the werewolves civil war before cursing all of them. First, I don't necessarily support Marcel in everything he does. To me, in Season 1, he was very much like Klaus and it was not my favorite version of him. Should he have cursed an entire pack for the actions of a handful, probably not. But the way Marcel talks about it, it was not just a handful, the entire pack was at war with itself. And the curse only applied to those who had triggered the curse or did trigger the curse, so no children. Again, was there a better solution, maybe, but was it up to Marcel to realize a ancient spirit had possessed one of their leaders when not even his wife had realized? That may be asking too much. Especially after he was watching them try to butcher a baby.

Due to this curse, the werewolves do end up isolated in the bayou. The curse lasts for about 20 years so many of the young members miss out on much of their early adulthood. This is something the show should have gone in on more. In my story, I try to explore this idea that, because of the curse, the werewolves are really disenfranchised. However, in the show, we don't get that. The only wolves we deal with are the leaders who are essentially using their pack as a power play. Aiden is the only leader who seems to be aware that these decisions are impacting the entire pack, and he gets reprimanded for speaking out. Aiden is so desperate to save his pack that he goes to his enemies (Elijah and Marcel) to protect the children from the decisions of his own pack members.

To me, the beauty of the werewolves comes from their loyalty, from how they work together and support each other. The depiction of the Crescent wolves flies in the face of everything I typically love about packs. The leaders abandon each other, have little respect for each other, and for some reason they have a monarchy. Hayley and Aiden are the only leaders we truly see fighting for the pack, and they are often disrespected by the very members they are trying to help.

In Season 1, Hayley is torn between the people who took her in and the pack that she always wanted to find. She ends up in the middle of the conflict and the pack (Oliver) often throws that in her face and uses her as a pawn to try and manipulate the Mikaelsons while also disrespecting her over and over again. But the thing is, they didn't need a pawn. They never tried to open discussions. Hayley marches into a faction meeting angry that the werewolves were not included in the discussion, but they had never asked to be included. As Elijah points out, the meeting was to divide up the Quarter and the wolves do not live in the Quarter. If you are familiar with New Orleans, you know the nearest bayou is about an hour drive away. But when Hayley asked (demanded) to be in the conversation, she was immediately included. She then signed a treaty saying the wolves would help create peace, only for her to go back to the bayou to discover Jackson and Oliver were both working behind her back to make a side deal with Klaus for more power. Instead of building peace, they were again lobbying for power. The very thing that got them cursed in the first place.

Someone argued, 'of course they are trying to get power, they don't want to be cursed again.' And sure, but even when they get their power from Hayley, it doesn't stop them from being cursed by Dahlia. But maybe if they had made friends with the witches, they would have been able to get help from Davina earlier than they did.

It's easy to look at each faction and point out how they've been wronged, but as Hayley points out, they've all harmed each other. If they all wanted reparations for that harm, it would never end. The wolves seem to get the short end of the stick a lot, because, as Jackson says, they were never unified. The witches were and the vampires were. It's not up to the other factions to cut them a break because they couldn't get it together. At the end of it all, they needed to move forward and worry about the future of their people. Which is what Hayley and Lana do leading up to Season 5, when New Orleans was able to actually achieve peace. Not surprising it took women being in charge before the pack found unity.

I would also like to point out that in my post I had also called out Klaus and Marcel. I am not solely blaming the werewolves for the war in New Orleans. But it is incorrect to say the werewolves were innocent bystanders in it. Their history is just as bloody as the other factions. The only faction that was innocent was the human faction who truly did not get a seat at the table. And of course, in any war, the people who ended up paying for these power moves were good people like Sophie and Eve.

#the crescent pack needed to unify #they were their own downfall #ill never forgive them for how they treated hayley #all she wanted was a family #and she got a manipulative pack who used her #hayley should have been alpha from day one #she earned it #or aiden #tvd/legacy wolves > TO wolves #tvdu #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvd #crescent wolves #hayley marshall #werewolves #tvdu metas #metas

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shinycollarboneapologist · 1 year

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I can't stop thinking of domestic life with Matty. Him getting home late and slipping into bed with you? Late breakfast with him, his curls a mess???

GOD. all i want is to be domestic with matty is that too much to ask 😩 ik this isn't rly what u asked for but i just started writing and i am SORRY.

like you're all curled up in bed (sneakily watching love island or some other reality show that you and matty are currently binging) and he's working late but its okay because he's got a long weekend ahead of him where the two of you are going to live out all of your domestic day dreams (going food shopping, picking out new towels for the guest room, doing laundry, yktv). you hear him before you see him, he's doing his best to be courteous to the fact that you're probably sleeping, but he can only be so quiet while lugging his guitars and such into the house. he lets the dogs out, like he always does when he gets home and brings them back in before he's heading up to the bedroom with only one thing on his mind: you. he's kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning his shirt and rolling his sleeves. you pause the tv when you hear his padded footsteps on the carpet. he pokes his head into the bedroom, giving you a warm smile. "you're still awake" and you smile back at him because obviously. "can't sleep without your obnoxious snores, babe." he's scowling and narrowing his eyes at you. "well at least i don't have cold feet." and that's when you gasp in mock offense. but he's already barreling towards you and laying ontop of you, resting on his forearms. he kisses you sweetly on the lips and then presses a few kisses all over your face. "hello there, my love. missed you loads today" and you're giggling at him, "s'agood thing we have the whole weekend and then some with each other, right?" and he nods in agreement, tucking a piece of hair out of your face before he's kissing you again. "tell me again how we're gonna spend it?" and you smirk at him, "was thinking we could start the day with breakfast, take the dogs for a little walk" he fakes a groan of pleasure, kissing your cheek as a prompt for you to continue, "then i think we could go do some food shopping? get all our favorite snacks, maybe some stuff to bake cookies later on? we need to pass by and get some new towels and sheets," he moans again, burying his head into your neck and kissing at the area between your neck and your shoulder, "fuck that sounds so good." you laugh at him, swatting at him as he continues to kiss your skin. "i gotta go shower, baby, but when i come back," he waggles his eyebrows at you and you lift one of yours, "what are we gonna do?" he smirks, devishly, "we're gonna sleep and talk about our day and-" as he was climbing off of you, he catches sight of the still paused and blatantly obvious show you were watching "you fucker!" he shrieks at you, "you were watching it weren't you." you turn crimson, sinking back into the pillows "baby you were gone all day and i had to... i was bored" he scoffs in fake offense, hand over his heart, "this ... this is betrayal, you have to make it up to me." "and how do you suppose i do that?" even though you already know his response: "i can think of few things"

#anon.#answered.#matty blurb #matty ask

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svechnikovvv · 1 year

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tie the knot

pairing: trevor zegras x fem!reader

warnings: profanity

summary: all it took was trevor faking sick

a/n: holy- thank you all for 500 🫶🏻 also, so sorry for not having requests done. drumline has been kicking my ass

masterlist: here

“baby, can you get me that soup i like? i don’t feel so good.” trevor whines and i frown

“what’s wrong?” i brush his stray hairs out his face and place a hand on his cheek. he leans into it my touch, looking up at me.

“my throat hurts really bad.” i nod

“i’ll go get it. but don’t wait up for me.” i grab my keys and say bye to trevor, heading to his favorite place and getting the chicken noodle soup he likes. since it was on the other side of town, it took me a good drive there and back.

"trev! i'm home!" i don't hear anything, so i walk into the bedroom to find it empty. that's strange.

"trevor, whatever game you're playing isn't funny!" i make my way into the kitchen and set his soup on the counter. i pull out my phone and dial his number, getting sent straight to voicemail. okay, now i'm scared. i head back into the bedroom and see a note on the bed.

my heart drops to my stomach and my palms start sweating. i shakily pick up the note and open it.

hi baby (:

i know you're probably freaking out right now over where i am. take a deep breath in and let it out. i'm okay.

come to the rooftop (;

-z

i set the message down and it's like a wave of relief has washed over me. i grab my jacket and head to the staircase leading to the rooftop.

when i get to the stairs, i see rose petals on the ground. what is he up to? i continue to follow them and then open the door to the roof. the cool, california air hits me in the face and i shiver slightly. i follow the rest of the rose petals and i'm led to where trevor is standing in the middle of a rose-petal-heart.

there's fairy lights on and a blanket with some of our favorite foods spread out.

he gives me a cheeky smile.

"what happened to you being sick?" he shrugs

"i lied so i could get you out the house and do this." i walk up to him and step over the rose petals to stand in front of him.

"you sneaky little shit," i say and he laughs. he pulls me into him and gives me a kiss.

"what's all this for though?"

"felt my girl deserves it." my heart melts and i look behind him and gasp.

"oh my goodness, the sunset looks so pretty." i stare at it for a minute, grabbing my phone and snapping a picture.

"don't you think so too, trev?" he doesn't respond and i turn around to see him on one knee.

"trevor fucking zegras, you are not. holy fucking shit." he chuckles and takes my hands in his, looking deep into my eyes.

"god, y/n, i don't even know where to begin." there's a big smile on his face. "you've made me such a better person in the years i've known you. you always put a smile on my face, no matter what mood i’m in. you know me better than anybody else. you’re my every waking thought. you laugh at all my stupid jokes. you put up with every stupid impulsive idea i have,” he sniffles.

“i don’t know how you do it.” he tearily chuckles. “i cherish our 3am kitchen slow-dances more than anything in the world. and god, if it isn’t rewarding to have you to come home to after roadies. to come home late after a game and see you asleep on the couch as you failed to stay up and wait for me. to have you bee the last thing i see before i fall asleep, and the first thing i see when i wake up.” we’re both a crying mess

“point is, y/n, i wouldn’t want to do this game called life with anyone else. i want to spend the rest of my lifetime entangled with yours. so will you marry me?” i vigorously nod my head and he slips the ring on my finger, standing up and pulling me into a passionate kiss. we pull apart for air and look at each other.

“i love you.” he smiles “i love you so much i could shout it from the rooftops.”

“trevor-” he stands on one of the lawn chairs and cups his mouth.

“i love you y/n!” he yells and i just stand there staring at him. he gets back down and pulls me into him by my belt loops.

“you’re so embarrassing.” i say, burying my head into his chest. he chuckles and kisses my head.

***

i can’t believe it. my wedding day is here. the day i’ve been dreaming of since i was little. a knock on my door brings me out of my thoughts.

“sweetheart, five minutes.” julie. she gasps and steps inside. “you look- oh my god, i cant cry right now.” she fans her eyes and i laugh, trying not to cry with her.

“mama zegras, don’t cry.” i walk over to her and give her a hug.

“you just look so beautiful and trevor… he’s going to cry so much when he sees you walk down the aisle. i just know it.” she was more than likely right. trevor was an emotional guy and i loved that about him. she then says goodbye and heads back out.

i turn around and take one last look at myself in the mirror. i take a deep breath in and turn back around, walking out the door. i see my bestfriend standing there and he too starts to tear up. he was going to walk me down the aisle since my father and i weren’t on the best terms.

“ready to walk me down the aisle?” he shakes his head

“my mascara’s gonna run,” i laugh and loop my arm through his. as if on cue, the music starts to play and the doors open. i can see trevor at the end of the altar and he looks amazing. my feet are basically on autopilot and before i know it, my bestfriend is handing me off to trevor and everything’s sinking in. we’re getting married.

we say our vows and the officiate drones on with his speech. can we skip to the part where trevor kisses the bride?

“the rings,” the older man says and our ring bearer—louie—trots over with the rings and trevor bends down, giving him a good head scratch before he walks alway. i take trevor’s ring in my hand and when told, i slide it on his finger. he then slides mine on and i just marcel at it for a second. this feels so surreal.

“you may now kiss the bride,” the officiant says. fucking finally. trevor dips me and gives me a tender kiss. one of my arms wraps around his neck and i can hear everyone cheering. when we pull apart, he’s looking down at me.

“hi mrs. zegras,” he smiles.

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