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willowser · 8 months

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bakugou hesitates beneath the dim light of the station lamp.

you notice it at the last moment, half-turned from him already. red riot is waiting at the end of the sidewalk, far back behind him, a fuzzy, red little blip in the distance; before, he at least tried to act like he was interested in something on his phone, though now that he is safely out of reach of his partner's searing glare, his attention is all yours.

it feels like permission, for something. whatever it is has your heart growing in your chest, beating almost painfully.

in one quick flash of movement, bakugou pushes a rough hand up his face, dragging his mask along with his fingers until it's free. there, it dangles a bit limply as he stares down at it, picking at a loose string. he's fussed his hair up a little, but you don't think he knows and it's too cute to call attention to.

by now, he should be half-way back to kirishima, back to patrol. back to the city.

"think y'can manage not to die if i catch up with shitty hair?"

you had hummed coyly, silly and light beneath his severe stare. the darkness of his mask bleeds into his eyes, making them seem deeper, sharper; it's hard not to squirm at the other end of it.

"we'll see, i guess," you grinned. "listen for me to scream real loud, okay?"

bakugou had huffed, material of his gloves scratching against itself as his fists balled. "don't say shit like that."

now he's pulling them off, his gloves. staring down at his own hands, skin a bit pale in the winter evening. you watch him flex his fingers, warming the life back into them, before he's glancing up at you from beneath his long lashes.

"got this," he murmurs, without explanation, "shit on my face."

and — he does; eyes still shadows, outlined in his tacky, grease paint. a ghost of his breath floats by every time he huffs, but there's a sheen to the paint, high on the points of his cheeks, where it's smeared, like he's sweating in this kind of weather.

again, you see the ant in distance move, and you think he may be closer.

finally, you ask, "what are you doing?" because — he should be gone by now.

the rare moments you earn with him are often stolen away by dynamight; this should be no different. instead, he is here, having quietly accompanied you to the train too late at night, borrowing time neither of you can afford to pay back.

not that you would. not when he's shuffling in his heavy boots, gloves crumpled in one tight, icy fist. bakugou raises to his full height — a sudden reminder, of his greatness; his slouch is terrible — and you feel the night closing in on you both. shrouding you in something unfamiliar.

he doesn't say anything, just fixes you with a determined stare that makes you feel seen; maybe too seen. before your heart can land another beat, he's there, too close in front of you, melting what ice has gathered over your own fingers.

you gasp quietly, visible in the winter. there's something a bit frightening about him like this, dressed in his warring gear, painted like a warrior, but heat floods your face and builds on the back of your neck, excited by the hazard of him.

he's so beautiful, unappreciated. you look into the soft plain of his face and melt a little further, lean in as if to press your cheek to his.

bakugou lets out another huff; a mirror of your own breath. he murmurs, "fuck it," before closing the space between you, finally.

his lips are a little dry, but so are yours, by the chill, and the first kiss is quick and firm and chaste. he doesn't move away from you when it's over, though, just crowds you with a furrowed brow, nudging it gently against yours in an affectionate little headbutt.

it makes you laugh and that pulls him in again, rough fingers sliding along the curve of your jaw, keeping you together as his lips part with your own, deep and slow, savored. you've day-dreamed this moment with him one-thousand times since entering into his weird, intimate little space, but he's easier to fall into than you could have ever imagined.

bakugou breathes against you, open and panting, and you know he needs to go — but he doesn't fight when you rest a hand on his chest; his fingers tangle in your hair and his lips become kiss-bitten, red and wet as he parts to you for the last time tonight, tongue brushing your own before he's pulling away with a rushed, "fuck,"

you blink up at him, smile growing as red riot hoots and hollers down the street. bakugou's face is as red as his partner's costume, not dimmed in the slightest as he breathes in the night air, turns his face up to the chill.

"i—" he hesitates again before taking a step away, yanking his mask back on. "call me when—y'get home."

you laugh, and the sound stops him for another split second, though his eyes are bright and alive as he gazes at you, this time. "okay," you agree, cheeks aching from your smile. "okay, i will, i promise."

it releases him; he doesn't waste another moment before turning on his heel, tugging his gloves on as he saunters back down the sidewalk — to a jumping kirishima. bakugou shoves him once, voice low and angry and unmistakable, even from the distance.

you both savor the moment one last time, with one more look, before it slips away.

#hi i just wanted to write about first kiss with him 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#though i cant tell if i hate this or not EITHER WAY !!!! GOODNIGHT !!!!#WAAAAHHH can you tell how absolutely insane i am for him #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: pre relationship bakugou

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delisocks · 1 month

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i wonder if mike thought about kim ever. when jesse threw himself in front of walt in the desert, i wonder if he thought about kim. did he see her that night, the hoodie and the gun and the tearful determination, while they sat in the lab and waited for gus? did he see her in that junkyard, watching the laptop splinter into a million pieces, jumping and cheering?? two lost souls who gave Everything and got shattered in return??? one day you’ll wake up and realize you haven’t thought about it, but do you ever really? do you ever really forget? maybe you can’t, when you’re working for a time bomb. “what is it with you guys?” don’t know. i wonder if mike ever thought about kim.

#sorry about this 😔 could not sleep and decided to be incomprehensible on tumblr instead #i already said something along t these lines in the dms but i can’t get it out of my head #thought it would make more sense if i got it out into a post and Bravo!!! it Does Not.#but i rely on the assumption of everyone else here being just as deranged as i am #like. y’all know what i’m talking about right #i don’t think im going to remember posting this in the morning. goodnight now honk shoo #and also i stand by what is it with you guys as like #the golden rule of gilliganverse. could literally say the same thing about So Many guys it’s insane #“what is it with you guys” well. what Isn’t it with you guys really #brbabcs #mike ehrmantraut #kim wexler #jimmy mcgill #jesse pinkman #walter white

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sparky-is-spiders · 5 months

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S1 Jonsasha AU where Sasha is the Archivist and they start slowly spiraling as they uncover more and more mysteries. Their fascination with The Horrors drives them into each other’s arms. They stay later and later. The storage closet becomes a shared living space for them. Martin hasn’t noticed. Tim doesn’t know what to say to get his friends back. They’re losing themselves in the Archives. They egg each other on. They start becoming more paranoid. Jon is so endlessly, doggedly loyal. This is the only person who can understand him. This is the only person who he has ever understood. They love each other so so much.

#HNGGGGGHGNNGHH I’M LOSING MY MIIIIIIIIIIND #they make me so insane istg #obligatory no j//mart in my jonsasha please and thank you #ok also important to note: jonsasha is t4t and their autism aligns #anyway i think about them so often. so much potential there they make me crazy #if you ever want to share thoughts about jonsasha they are always welcome here #they were made for each other. they’re perfect for each other. do you see? do you SEE??#i’m also endlessly fascinated by the potential of archivist!sasha/archival assisstant!jon #jon is her weird little loser freak and they would do anything for each other <3 #jonsasha #somewhere out there is a universe where sasha survives s1 and a certain other character (who i will not name as i am Main Tagging)#takes her place and dies instead and she and jon can become the fucked up eyeball monsters they were always meant to be <3<3<3<3<3 #tma #the magnus archives #sasha james #jon sims #jonathan sims #edited to change the wording in one of the last few sentences because i had written it wrong. very tired. goodnight.

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eff-plays · 8 months

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I want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. What you see.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #tav x astarion #bg3 tav #oc: hiraeth #bg3 edit #*griffin mcelroy voice* baby pretty. baby pretty - pretty baby #i wanna put them in a jar and rattle them around in there #DADDY LIKE A PRETTY BABY!! anyway i'm fucking insane hahaha goodnight<3 #also the fact that you can compliment his 'strong piercing eyes'#when they're like the fucking wettest saddest eyes you could ever gaze upon #just a sad wet beast of a man #anyway sorry for the repeated coloring/filters i uh #am still not out of act 1 as you can see #i am taking my time ok???

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synthwayve · 4 months

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The Micolaurence text post ever.

Shoutout to the people in my replies, I blame all of you in the most positive way possible.

Poorly formatted “essay” about the connections they have that make my brain spin because yes :} new years is a time of lawlessness impulsivity: keep in mind I don’t own the actual game to confirm some things, most of this is compiled from item descriptions, cut content, reading the wiki over and over, and my own analysis. I could be totally wrong about some things + this is just my own analysis/interpretation**, have mercy upon my soul 🙏

The biggest thing about them, and the thing I simply do not shut up about if you happen to hear me talk about them, is that both Micolash and Laurence’s respective obsessions/virtues/main associated game mechanics (Insight and Blood respectively) directly influence each other. Not only do they influence each other, they also relieve the negative effects of the other stat. Why is this such a big deal to me? WELL:

Beasthood, the negative effect of taking too much blood, scales negatively depending on your Insight. The more Insight you have, the less Beasthood, and vice versa. Contrarily, Sedatives, crafted from blood(yes, Sedatives are stated to be thick ‘human’ blood and will reset your Beasthood as well, but this does not necessarily reduce it- more on this later*)

Will relieve Frenzy as their primary purpose, which is the main negative side effect of having high Insight i.e going mad.

I think this is very intentional outside of just pure game mechanics and design: there is a running theme in Bloodborne, that being that every enemy you face has succumbed to one side too heavily. BSB, the half-beast Yharnamites, Gascoigne, Amelia, Laurence, and all the other beast enemies you face have relied too much on the blood and fallen to its curse. Brainsuckers, Rom, Winter Lanterns, Micolash, and arguably other insight-heavy enemies like the Celestial Emissary are heavier on the Insight side. What makes YOU, the player, different? It is your ability to balance both.

The creatures that have gotten closest to ascension are ones that we can assume have undergone the effects of blood and insight, but still haven’t gotten there all the way. Rom is probably the biggest example, along with other Kin/Great One enemies. They are physically transformed, as the blood will do, but they are not beasts. Rather, they often have the numerous eyes that are granted with Insight.

The ending that allows the Hunter to ascend reads to me as an ending where you have successfully balanced both mediums: using Blood to tame the negative effects of Insight and vice versa. What I interpret from this in regards to Micolash and Laurence specifically is that they could have come SO CLOSE to achieving what they wanted!! If they had just worked together, and the schism hadn’t happened, perhaps Micolash would not have gone insane with steady treatments of Blood and Laurence would not have transformed with the help of his Insight being steadily raised.

Maybe it’s just me being insane but I don’t know, there’s something pretty gay to me about being in charge of/cursed by an obsession with something that only someone equally as obsessed with its opposite can cure.

I honestly think Micolash and Laurence might have even ended up in a sort of prisoner’s dilemma situation: they both think their own method is correct, and refuse to give in to the other’s perspective. In doing so, they actually end up royally screwing themselves over at the same time whereas cooperation would have led to the best outcome. Laurence, the general posterboy for the blood in general(and most other blood related things) is not someone who I imagine would be keen on giving up his faith in the substance. Especially when he’s being told this by a man who’s sanity is hung by a thread. But if only Micolash listened to HIM, his insanity would be relieved and he would go back to the mostly sensible man he might’ve been- only of course, Micolash would not see it that way. Why would he take something that is quite literally killing Laurence? I find it interesting that Sedatives are a hint of insanity(like with Edgar) yet Micolash doesn’t drop any. Perhaps he’s not the type to invest in Blood, especially if he had to watch it slowly chip away at Laurence’s health who was too stubborn to listen to him instead. You see where I’m going with this- around and around they go.

*while Sedatives are stated to be thick human blood, I have three theories about this.

1. “Derived” from Byrgenwerth implies to me that the formula has undergone some modifications. I would not be surprised if holy blood is used as a thickener.

2. I imagine most “human blood”, at the point that Sedatives are distributed more abundantly, is already tainted with holy blood. I mean, come on. This is Yharnam. Blood is the name of the game.

3. Sedatives reset Beasthood, but for you the PLAYER, your beasthood remains at more of a net neutral than your Insight which the game relies on to progress the story. I imagine that for a scholar like Micolash, who does not fulfill the role of a hunter or a soldier, beasthood would be less of a concern.

OKAY THAT ONE POINT GOT REALLY LONG I’M SORRY so I’ll rapid fire some other things about them:

-Micolash seeks to abandon his humanity in his boss form, Laurence seeks to retain it in his boss form. Micolash seeks a blessing from Kos like that which was granted to Rom, you know, the giant very not human spider. Laurence wants his memories and his head back. Neat!!

-while there seems to be clear animosity between Mensis and The Healing Church later in the timeline, I think it is often overlooked that they DID work together at some time. I can imagine The School of Mensis to be research and science heavy: looking for ways to perfect ministration technology, understand the specifics of the blood, and research what else can be made of it to further humanity. The Healing Church distributes it, covers. The School’s reputation(presumably), and uses that research to further their own ideas of ascension. Bloodborne likes to do things in threes: Willem, Laurence, and Micolash are respective leaders/founders of Byrgenwerth, The Healing Church, and The School of Mensis. Interesting note that the latter two originate from the former, who is the only still “living” character amongst the 3 as far as I can gather. He warned those morons and it meant absolutely nothing LMAO.

-There is something so satisfying to me in how Micolash is generally associated with the dark and dim: Kos- a goddess born from the watery depths, an infinite labyrinth of dust and old tomes, and dark robes of Byrgenwerth. Laurence, on the other hand, is associated with all that is bright: fire, a bright pale moon, white and blue robes of the Choir, and the candlelit cathedrals that are more wax than they are pews. Parallels! Beloved!

-fellas is it gay if we both destroy a city for our own ends. YES yes Old Yharnam specifically was destroyed by the Powder Kegs- but I have a complete crack theory that Laurence saw the Ashen Blood poisoning go down, thought “ah, that is terrible for our reputation”, and sent the then-still loyal Powder Kegs to kaboom the issue away. The Powder Kegs then begin to protect the very beasts that Laurence is trying to sweep under the rug(because panic never leads to anything good), so the Healing Church Workshop as a whole denounce them as heretics.

…but also crack theory aside I still hold him half-responsible for the fall of Yharnam as a whole. And Micolash fucking obliterated all of Yahar’gul so. Yeah. Do NOT let these 2 work together, I think they would destroy all of Yharnam if they could.

-Consider: academic rivals that end up side-by-side, foraying into the brand new promising field of human ascension with matching ambitions and stars in their eyes. That is, until a cost that neither is willing to pay(the health of the other) shows up, and they end up splitting apart in a violent schism that brings them right back to where they started. CONSIDER. For me 🥺

-The Mensis cage obscures everything BUT the eyes, the uniform of the Choir allows for mobility (even enough to fight- like with Yurie) but it blinds the user. Also: Micolash, weird crazy guy who was probably not adored, or at least not as adored as Laurence, dies surrounded by people. Laurence, the guy who put Yharnam on the freaking map, dies completely alone in a big empty room. At least, that’s how we find their bodies in the nightmare!

- “We were friends! How could you?” Is tragic to me in any interpretation

-WHY DOES MICOLASH HAVE A CALL BEYOND. That is a CHOIR SPELL TO THE CORE!! And also, iirc, shared only amongst the higher ranks. I understand him having stolen it from Laurence is the general interpretation- but I like to think that perhaps it was a gift. A show of good faith, even? 😏 to wield the very stars in one’s hands seems like a very apt gift for a guy who is obsessed with the cosmos.

-Laurence 100% stole some of Micolash’s homework on contacting Great Ones imo and the effects of insight. I don’t actually have anything to back this outside of speculation I just think it’s very funny. Endless loop of copying homework. Micolash has more insight naturally, Laurence uses this to learn of the ritual, Laurence does his ritual, Micolash copies his ritual. No credit in sight.

-Micolash has an interesting line of cut dialogue where he claims he “was the head…of this treatment church”. I don’t have the original Japanese text, but I wonder if perhaps Micolash was meant to be an NPC, still fulfilling his role as both the headmaster of Mensis AND the main scholar overlooking all scientific and arcane research on behalf of the Healing Church? If he was the head of the healing church, did an earlier version have Laurence fulfilling his theorized role as a re-incarnated hunter?

-Micolash’s ritual, which I gather(and this is where my knowledge is the most shaky so BEAR WITH ME) summoned the blood moon, seems to be a direct copy of Laurence’s ritual to summon Flora. Whereas Flora took Gehrman as a host, Mergo took either Micolash as a host, or sacrificed the rest of the school in his place. Keep in mind: The Moon rune(found at the bottom of the stairs in Micolash’s boss arena, also eerily similar to the Communion Rune that I imagine would be a big hit with Laurence) DIRECTLY states that the Great Ones are sympathetic in spirit, and answer when called upon. I don’t think Mergo nor Flora are intentionally malicious. I just think these two idiots didn’t know what they were bargaining for, or with. Fellas is it gay if we both change the sky, both sacrifice something we didn’t necessarily mean to, and both suffer in the Nightmare for our sins? Asking for a friend.

-Micolash’s first move is running away from you, Laurence’s first move is to lunge directly at you. Ah, they would have made such a horrendously destructive pairing if the divorce hadn’t happened.

-bonus note!! I have ANOTHER crack theory that the “Moon” and “Communion” Runes have some neat parallels :smear:

Moon Rune is blood red like Micolash’s blood moon, Communion is pale white like Laurence’s pale moon. Moon allows for more blood echoes, Communion for more vials. Moon focuses on the Great Ones answering when called, Communion focuses on Blood Ministration. Moon has the eye in the center surrounded by lines, almost forming another circle(perhaps, and this is a stretch, even the dias that the catalyst is meant to be at the center of?), Communion is surrounded by 3 distinct dots(Laurence, Gehrman, and…Flora? Still not certain who the 3rd dot would be). Reading runes is fun! “Beast’s Embrace” may be closer to Laurence as a character(I mean, you obtain it from him) but since Micolash has no rune to drop as a counterpart(probably because he isn’t a DLC boss), I went with striking parallels between Communion and Moon instead.

-Fellas. Final question. Is it gay if my mild interest in that which lies beyond humanity (POSSIBLY) turns into a rapid obsession/a race against time to save you from yourself and reverse the effects of this poison you so adore, only to realize you won’t hear me, you will never hear me, and it is too late for both of us to turn back? Just wondering. JUST. WONDERING. Maybe trying to stop the other’s descent got too frustrating, Micolash and Laurence both sort of strike me as stubborn pricks in their own ways. Hence the big divorce. “If you won’t see things my way then you can sit with the consequences” (said both of them, equally suffering from consequences). I can only imagine Micolash did not expect for Laurence to prove him right so soon. (It’s funny, because they’re both dead, so really neither was right.)

**(Also I just like relating my headcanons back to canon for fun, I’m not trying to say how ‘canon’ something is should influence how people make hcs. Bloodborne’s not a very romantic game in a traditional sense so this is all mostly me rambling around anyway x,D)

OKAY SORRY IM FINALLY DONE. HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYBODY. I THINK THEY HELD HANDS MAYBE. I also think they would actually literally maul each other to death if given enough reason.

#bloodborne #micolash host of the nightmare #laurence the first vicar #micolaurence #bloodborne theory #bloodborne headcanons #I could actually go on for pages I may be insane #I dunno me personally I think it is a little bit gay to have an immoral science guy at your beck and call to do immoral science for you #while you maintain a pristine and holy image that also happens to provide him with materials #imagine you’re some guy in Yharnam and now Thing 1 and Thing 2 want your eyes and blood respectively #personal hc: Micolash is anemic af(sickle cell) and Laurence is so so pissed off that he doesn’t like transfusions #I think they hate each other(bonded together by fate)#okay its 5:00 am goodnight

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smoosnoom · 9 months

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lost my words again

He squints. “Mike?” “Hey,” Mike replies, feeling like a nutcase. He’s still holding onto his bike handles. “We – um, fancy meeting you here.” Will stares at him. His hair is progressively getting wetter. “I live here."

A sudden epiphany brings a confession in the rain.

#guys i am moments away from snoozing onto my laptop #so so close . ok #same drill as last time my mind is os os osoosooo empyty #how did i manage to mispell every single so #anyway #i sound insane #hopefulyly i didn tmajorly mispell something #and thi sisnt sooo ooc and it sucks an d is thr worst thing ihave ever written #itssuper short too im so sosry #ok enough apologizing . hopeuflly its enjoyable anyway #byler #byler fic #byler fanfic #mike wheeler #will byers #umm . si there anything else I Don't think so . okay #goodnight pleaseee let me knwo if it sucks majorly i will not be offended i pinky promise #why rmy eyes shutting . i got such an appropirate amount of sleep last night . whatever . goodnight eveyrone #magic

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snazum · 3 months

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Little ster edit I made… Cause there needs to be more in the world :>

special thanks to like the 5-10 people on this website who upload ster clips. This is dedicated to y’all <3

Audio: noir.audioss on tiktok

Song: Like Me - Chase Icon

#ster #ster_#star_#ster underscore #st3r #whatever other tags this man has #snazum edits #look im new to the ster community or whatever #i debated putting this on my side blog but it can go on main #i spent time n effort on this #I never make edits/fancams so shoutout to y’all who do that too #this shit is insane but i get it its a beautiful fuckin art form #my eyes burn and im so tired so goodnight i hope u ster fans see this and love it #i promise im in the freak territory like u guys i just hide it for the most part #who am i kidding it should be obvious.#im a hockey fan that resides on tumblr n twt this aint surprising #i made the fckin edm oilers in the sims with friends for fun #its a convoluted timeline now for them dont worry bout it #okah i really need to sleep goodnight we’ll see if the pc uploads first or phone #jokes on the pc i’m not giving it time i want to sleep so GOODNIGHT! For real

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sssusuki · 10 months

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How long has Ivan been wasting himself at this bar? His mind is a little mush, trying to drown out the thoughts in his head. He had recently gone on a date with Till, somebody he had been trying to charm for what was probably years now— and he probably just messed it all up by teasing the poor man when he admitted he hit a police officer with a guitar.

Now, here he is wasting his sorrows away and probable rejection from the man in a few hours. Oh, lord, he wasn't prepared. His head fell to the counter and he almost feels like sleeping, anything to get away and into his fantasies right now.

The bell to the bar chimes and he doesn't take note of it as he begins to doze off. The glass that is now empty with melting ice seems to mock him as he swears he can see Till in the glass reflection.

He musters a groan. Great, now even his mind is making fun of his rejection, "Hey, Ivan? That you?" The familiar voice rings and Ivan swears he sobers up on the spot.

"Oh, uh," Ivan licks his chapped lips. Oh lord. Till is wearing a loose t-shirt that shows his collarbones and all that previous alcohol is not helping his situation, "Hey, what are you doing here?" Ivan attempts to salvage what little charm he has left after this night as he makes a toothy smile.

Till only cackles at this, "Hey to you to, and I am here to see you, y'know that right?" Till has that cheeky look in his eye, like he is about to do something rebellious. Ivan always loved that look on him. He found it irresistible. Wait, what did he say?

"Wait, what?" Ivan finally, completely sobers up as he lifts himself up off the counter that he was sure he was drooling on, and good God does he kind of wish he wasn't such a mess right now.

"Yeah, you kind of just dipped on our date after you made that joke. You do know I was laughing at it because it was funny, not demeaning, right?" He seems to make an expression that says, You do understand, right? And goodness does he understand now.

"Yeah, mhm," Ivan immediately straightens up because that is exactly what he thought, "You wanna sit down?" Ivan says, hoping to everything that is holy that his desperation isn't showing.

Till doesn't even respond he simply sits right next to him on one of the precariously leaning stools and orders some sort of fruity, non-alcoholic drink before turning back to him.

"Soo..." Ivan begins, realizing how awkward it is as Till waits for the bartender to make his drink, "What?" Till asks, "Unless we are continuing that conversation about the incident, which, by all means continue," Till laughs. It's very melodic, almost harmonious as Ivan can swear he sees stars.

Yeah not the time to be in lala land.

"Well, to begin," He tries to smooth out his ever wrinkling white button up as he tries to come up with some witty comeback, "Are you sure that all that caused you to hit the guy with a guitar was him trying to sing during Karaoke?" Ivan seems to relax a little bit into the conversation, unconsciously leaning his bodyweight towards the boy, "I seriously think that was just a little bit overkill," Ivan giggles.

"Well, it was in the heat of the moment!" Till puffs, "I was singing and suddenly he was interrupting me so I hit him with my guitar." Till grins.

Oh lord, Ivan is so wasted he can barely keep up with the conversation and is trying his hardest not to focus on Till's lips. This isn't good.

"Well, uh," Ivan can feel himself licking his lips, he realizes how chapped they are and wishes he bought some chapstick before this.

"Well?" Till nudges Ivan with his shoulder and Ivan swears he spirals for a hot second. Were Till's lips always so soft looking?

Ivan audibly gulps as Till snorts, "I guess the alcohol is too in your system? I've never seen you so loose?" Ivan can only nod, not trusting his mouth to not try and connect with Till's.

Suddenly he feels a pair of hands around his waist hoist him up out of the chair. It's Till.

"We're gonna get you home, okay?" Till innocently says and Ivan feels like exploding on the spot to hide his visible embarrassment.

"Okay." Is all Ivan can say as Till, much stronger than he looks, practically carries Ivan out of the bar.

The cold, crisp air of the city is one to marvel at since it's usually so humid at night that you start sweating when you leave. This particular bar is a little hidden, but nonetheless gorgeous with all the neon lights around.

Ivan droops his head onto Till's shoulder as the boy seems busy finding them a cab. He recognizes that he and Till are settled down into a car just a few moments after, but all Ivan really focuses on is being able to hold Till. It seemed after Till finally got his big gig for some band as their guitarist, they never got to hang out anymore, and then when the date spontaneously happened, it was fumbled immediately. But goodness, did he just miss Till's affection and comfort the most. The boy's loud and exciting nature always comforted Ivan. Perhaps it was because he was nothing like that, perhaps it was because he always wanted to be like that. Who knows.

He recognizes that Till asks him where his apartment is as he lazily— and very slowly— says the address. Hoping to stay with Till even just a little bit longer.

Ivan wraps his hands around Till's neck is his half-asleep stupor as he nuzzles his head closer in the crook of Till's neck. He feels two hands hug him around the back as Till's head settles onto his own, and finally Ivan felt like the date went well, even if he dipped an hour into it because he embarrassed himself. It went well.

And yeah, he could get used to this. Very used to this.

#they kissed eachother goodnight when Till got Ivan to his apartment goodnight..wjhsk #I am not insane I am free #ivantill #alien stage #vivinos #alnst #alien stage till #alien stage ivan #I WANNA HAVE THEM KITH SO BADLY :( but I haven't ever written people kissing so..... skshsjsb #THE DISCORD MADE ME DO THIS #join the ALNST discord its fun 👁️👁️#🦢 writes #a swan writes #cygnus writes #I FORGOT TO TAG THIS ONE MB

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denfucker · 11 months

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dennis... he is so interesting... silly, even...

to be worshipped is one thing. to be worshipped is a given. who wouldn't worship him? he leaves and the gang changes because who are they without him? he comes back and the gang chooses him because why wouldn't they? and the d.e.n.n.i.s system and being a golden god and demonstrate value, so they only see what you present and not what you are. sex is what you are. you are a god. see past the golden god and there's nothing there. engage physically. that's it, that's you. engage physically and they won't ask too many questions. nurture dependence, they want you. they worship you. they need you. neglect emotionally, once they start to get too close and worship and obsession tips into what you think is love. inspire hope, so they'll leave and come back again, because you decide what goes and what doesn't. and nothing goes. you are golden and perfect. they will never leave.

then. separate entirely. you leave first. they will cling onto you and kneel at your altar and miss the perfect version of you, and you will only be known as the golden god and you will only be remembered for sex because that is what you are.

and that's all you need. you need worship, you need obsession. you don't need to be loved, or known, because what does that bring you? to be known is to see past the facade. to be known means presenting every bit of yourself, every flaw and imperfection that you try to scrub and dye and push away before it becomes too obvious. and what do you do, when someone knows you, and they don't like what they see?

what then?

#wow i was about to go to bed then i started thinking too hard about dennis now i am here #i should sleep i need sleep #instead i am here!#im sorry for this #i dont think it makes any sense bc its almost 2am im delirious and exhausted #anyway! goodnight!#dennis reynolds #iasip #iasip analysis #macdennis #dennis system #glenn howerton #its always sunny in philadelphia #insane ramblings

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wqnwoos · 6 months

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seventeen as jane austen characters

because i’m self-indulgent & rereading pride and prejudice for the 739482837th time

seungcheol as captain wentworth (persuasion) — if you haven’t read it, you just have to trust me. if you have, you will get it.

jeonghan as henry crawford (mansfield park) — slick charming dude with like. very mischievous undertones (no spoilers but jeonghan is better than this man it just fit him the most)

joshua as henry tilney (northanger abbey) — omg. charming and sweet but also a little witty and sarcastic.

jun as colonel fitzwilliam (p&p) — ok this is odd bc this character is barely present in the story but i was just reading the part he’s in and he just. seems like a really nice guy. in a jun type of way.

hoshi as mr bingley (p&p) — just a cheerful joyous lil fellow. happy to be here.

wonwoo as anne eliot (persuasion) — “elegance of mind and sweetness of character” YESSIRRR. (alternative could be colonel brandon from sense & sensibility?? idk i feel like anne is just my self indulgence running wild because i’m in love with her and also with wonwoo)

woozi as georgiana darcy (p&p) — she’s super good at music & just always described as “highly accomplished” and that reminds me of him. talented ass people.

dk as jane bennet (p&p) — a sweetheart who can do no wrong ever. and i mean ever.

mingyu as catherine morland (northanger abbey) — a little bit of a scaredy cat. but we love her still. v sweet & caring.

minghao as mr darcy (p&p) — he has nice hands.

seungkwan as emma woodhouse (emma) — gossip queen. also i feel like seungkwan would play matchmaker.

vernon as mr bennet (p&p) — THIS ONE IS. idk it makes sense but it doesn’t but it DOES okay like he’s so funny. and u know what it doesn’t have to make sense to YOU. it makes sense to ME.

chan as marianne dashwood (sense & sensibility) — very passionate and maybe a little bit impulsive but very loving & loyal.

#if anyone wants to talk jane austen with me i am HERE for it. just btw.#also i spent way too much time on this. it’s insane.#seventeen headcanons #jun dk mingyu and hoshi were all mr bingley at one point 😭#i’m going to disagree w myself by tomorrow i think but it’s fine GOODNIGHT

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belethlegwen · 6 months

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Hell Of A Vision

So now that they're currently on a flight back to a place way too far away from me, I just wanted to make a post to say that myself and @adjacentperception just had an amazing six weeks together.

Originally going to be a two week vacation, their boss encouraged them to put in a form to work internationally from home so we could get a bit of a domestic snapshot for what things would be like if* (*=when) they move here.

It was incredible. It was beautiful. It vibed and meshed so easily, so well, for six whole weeks that the fact they have to leave even if only for less than a year feels cruel and stupid. We fit together, we had such an amazing time. I got to show them so much of what I love of my home, I got to introduce them to my immediate family and most of my friends. It was phenomenal.

I also asked them to marry me.

They said yes.

Of all the things I thought my silly writing could lead to, I never thought it could lead to something like this. I never thought I'd find someone who loves to write, who loves to write with me, who loves to play and create together in such a beautifully unique way. I've never been loved by someone so strongly, so completely, so expansively. We share our loves and our passions with each other and we fit together like puzzle pieces in so many remarkable ways.

I love them so deeply and thoroughly and I feel like there's so many more ways I could love them.

They also make the best soups. The BEST. There was so much soup had here. They taught me to make biscuits and gravy. They made me their famous and incredible spaghetti, the very same spaghetti they were making the day they first messaged me.

We have a story we're working on that's coming together, and we're hoping to be able to post at least the first few chapters of it within the next few months if things go well. G/t, obviously, and we think some folks in the community will really like it.

I'm very excited to catch up on everything that I've been missing out on while I was in my domestic bliss over here, now that I have a big ol' pile of sadness to work through while we finalize on the big move together. Y'all have been putting out amazing stuff for G/tober and even before that! So many stories to hopefully sit down and read!

Anyway, I just wanted to share a little update on our lives and what's been going on with y'all <3 It's also helping me battle the sadtimes right now while they're on a flight and I've got an empty bed waiting for me.

Love you all, be safe, be kind, be you <3

~ Belle

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